The main soul frowned slightly.

His plan to stay on Meng Zhi was indeed activated, but he didn't expect Feilai Jun to be the first to attack.

Before he could say anything, Feilaijun had completely sealed the void in front of him.

The monk in the hat said: "Taoyou's powerful methods can actually leave the power of the venerable in the younger generation."

"If you are allowed to live, wouldn't it mean that all of our descendants will be killed by your disciples? Not to mention the opportunity of the Dao body, even their lives will be difficult to survive!"

"What?"

The old woman was surprised.

The same goes for the big man in green with the sword in his back.

In fact, they all more or less gave their descendants the means to save their lives and kill people.

However, according to Fei Laijun, this person's Taoism is particularly powerful.

At this moment, even the Confucian scholars and the great demon cast their eyes.

The strong are naturally easily targeted, especially in the face of great opportunities and life and death.

The main soul looked at the monk in the bamboo hat with an indifferent expression, and said calmly: "Life and death are determined by destiny, and you can't force it. If you insist on doing this, I don't mind giving you a ride."

The intention of the fist is like a waterfall flowing backward and a mountain falling.

It exploded violently, shattering the previously sealed void.

The monk in the bamboo hat took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing a handsome face.

The nose is like a hanging gallbladder, the eyes are like stars, and a thin lip contains a hint of sarcasm: "With a terminally ill and decaying body, no matter how powerful your fist is, how can you use it? Your time is running out, fellow Taoist!"

"that person……"

"The Holy Son of the Sun and Moon Holy Palace, Marquis Lu Xin."

Chu Kuang, the master of Baijia Academy, opened his mouth to explain the great demon’s doubts.

The big demon frowned and said, "In this way, Lord Fei Lai and Marquis Lu Xin are in the same group."

"It certainly looks like that."

"Marquis Lu Xin, if you want to clear the way for your descendants, you don't have to be so pretentious."

Yin Zhaoluo stood next to the gray-haired old man and said with a smile: "I will tell you why Mr. Feilai is haunted by ghosts. It turns out that it is a good show you jointly performed."

"It's just to help the younger generations get opportunities."

Yin Zhaoluo stepped forward to resist Lu Xinhou's aura of inspiration and said: "Lü Xinhou, if you want to kill him, you still need to pass my test."

"Fellow Daoist Chu, if we lose, it will be your turn."

"What the saint said is absolutely true."

Chu Kuang smiled calmly and said: "Zhao Wu Dao, it is said that your Ju Mie Dao has unparalleled magical powers. I would like to ask for advice."

The big man in green snorted and said, "I've heard for a long time how powerful Master Chu from the Hundred Schools Academy is!"

"Hello!"

When Miao Ran was stunned, the big and sturdy demon shouted: "Genius of the ancient holy land, I want to see which one is more powerful, your black stone Taoist body, or mine..."

"I won't fight."

Miao Ran shrugged and took a step back.

Lu Xinhou's side eyes were bright and bright.

Miao Ran grinned and said, "I don't want to be your Lord Lu Xin's sword, so don't force me, otherwise if I join them, your plan will be over."

After Miao Ran saw Lu Xinhou appear, he seemed to suddenly understand something, but he did not point it out and withdrew from the dispute.

Miao Ran's withdrawal made Yin Zhaoluo's beautiful eyes light up, but she did not say anything to win her over.

Anyway, they are four versus four, so as long as their numbers are equal, they have the advantage.

However, Miao Ran's non-participation actually made Da Yao no longer intend to take action.

The old woman opened her mouth and said: "Zhao Wudao, Master Chu, let me resist. You go and help Mr. Feilai."

"good!"

The tall man in green clothes nodded.

Of all the people present, only the gray-haired old man and Fei Laijun were in the middle stage of spiritual transformation. The rest were more or less above this level, with Lu Xinhou and Yin Zhaoluo being the top ones.

One of these two people is a saint and the other is a saint. Naturally, they are like iron pots and steel brushes, and they are both very tough.

Therefore, in order to quickly kill the gray-haired old man, Zhao Wudao, who has a slightly weaker aura, needs to take action.

Together, the two of them can kill the gray-haired old man in a short time.

It's too late to say it, but it's soon.

A heavenly sword sliced ​​open the sky, splitting mountains and splitting seas.

The terrifying inspiration that uniquely belongs to the late stage of divine transformation instantly infiltrated the space of this area.

The strength of the Tianjiao-level venerable is beyond imagination, but the light of the sword has locked the heaven and earth upside down. If it were outside the domain barrier, it would be easily torn apart by mountains and seas.

this moment.

The sword light annihilated everything.

It seemed that the old man standing in the boat was also engulfed in the sword light that filled the sky.

Fei Laijun has already seen the scene where the old man's head is missing.

"boom!"

Changes in heaven and earth.

A black-gold blood tiger appeared in front of the old man. The blood tiger was very huge. During its roar, the sound waves were like waves. Even the vast sword light close to him was dispersed by the sound waves.

The gray-haired old man kneaded the spell in his hand and chanted softly. The green-faced fox sitting cross-legged on the blood tiger took action.

"The sky is empty and the earth is different!"

Zhao Wudao didn't dare to be careless.

The sacred objects were sacrificed.

A huge green bull broke through the ground and appeared in front of Zhao Wu Dao. It raised its head and roared. Its halberd pointed at the sky and its horns fiercely exerted force, resisting the attack of the black gold blood tiger.

It's a pity that he still didn't stop the green-faced fox

So much so that the fox stepped on the green cow and appeared in front of Feilaijun.

The fox didn't look big when it was on the tiger's back, but now it looked like a blue pagoda.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the steel claws of the green-faced fox were only a moment away from Feilaijun.

"Void God Vision!"

Bang!

The huge wings protect Feilaijun like a shield wall.

"How dare you get distracted?!"

Zhao Wudao's spiritual consciousness glanced over, and the blade of the sacred long sword instantly turned into a Milky Way and appeared in the sky.

The green bull that was supposed to be wrestling with the black-gold blood tiger was galloping on top of it, like a beetle rushing across the sea, carrying infinite power. Even the black-gold blood tiger fell behind in the fight.

"Holy weapon."

The main soul whispered softly.

Compared to Taoist weapons, holy weapons are undoubtedly much more powerful.

Although the power of the sacred weapon cannot be fully exerted in the later stages of divine transformation, it can definitely give the person holding the sacred weapon an advantageous position in the battle of magic.

He had been planning for a long time and had been waiting for such a long time. There was no way he would give up the opportunity in the Tiger Tomb just because everyone was forcing him to do so!

…

"Once your identity is exposed, don't think about living a stable life."

In front of Jinghu Lake, Venerable Chuiyun said loudly: "It is unwise to put yourself in danger for a mediocre person."

The outside master soul said calmly: "Who said I was just trying to get a talented disciple?"

"Then you are..."

Chuiyun was stunned for a moment.

It seems that Tu Shanjun did not expect such an answer.

"The Ghost King is alive!"

But obviously Tushanjun did not continue to answer his doubts.

The face of the gray-haired old man was cracked, revealing a bluish-white face, with fangs protruding from his mouth, and two short black and purple horns appearing on his forehead, which grew huge in an instant and pointed at the sky.
To be continued...