Yang Qingxuan smiled indifferently, noncommittal or not, and asked, "They talked about 'time' before, what is going on?

Pan Fatzi said: "'Hour' should refer to the time of entering the Jia Demon Temple, and the temple will only be opened within a fixed hour, and I don't know the specifics." The three of them should have entered the temple. There was still contact before, but then it was all broken off suddenly. ”

Yang Qingxuan groaned: "I hope they all went in." ”

I can't help but feel a little worried in my heart.

From time to time, people flew over from a distance, and they all landed in the distance, showing solemn expressions and talking in low voices.

At this time, three more people came out of the crowd and reported to Luo Wei and the others that they were also in the top ten and twenty-four families, and they were accepted by Luo Wei and the others.

The faces of the crowd became even more ugly.

A young man also stepped forward and politely hugged his fists and said, "Chu Yingjie of the Izumo Chu family should also be qualified to stand with you, right?"

Luo Wei looked at him coldly and said contemptuously: "The Izumo Chu family? It seems to be ...... Ah...... I haven't heard of it, what are you doing?"

"Hahahaha!"

Zhang Bairen, Gu Lan and the others all laughed wildly.

Even in the crowd opposite, there was a burst of laughter.

Chu Yingjie's face instantly turned like a pig's liver, and he said angrily: "The strength of my Izumo Chu family is not below your twenty-four families!

"Bah, what is the strength of your ancestor and your shit? You waste, if you don't want to die, get away!"

Luo Wei's face turned cold directly, and he spat at Chu Yingjie and scolded.

"Damn, if you dare to humiliate me, I'll let you see how powerful my Izumo Chu family is!"

Chu Yingjie roared, and the murderous aura on his body burst out, and he rushed over.

The Martial Soul Hidden Scales and Hidden Colors appeared, and invisible fluctuations appeared in the space, Chu Yingjie's body disappeared at once, and even his breath was completely hidden.

Luo Wei's face changed slightly, he sneered, pinched the trick in his hand, turned his hand and slapped it, and a light blue ripple spread from the palm of his hand, washing in all directions.

Just to the left, the ripples diffraction slightly, deviating from their original path.

"What a useless bad martial spirit!"

Luo Wei sneered, and a terrifying power burst out from his palm, and he blasted over with a grip of his five fingers.

The fist wind tore through the surroundings, pressing the space out of a layer of air curtain, and the sound was huge, like a meteorite falling.

"Not good!" In the void, Chu Yingjie's face turned pale, and a sigil lit up in his hand, and the mighty power on it poured out, like a river and sea flooding a high mountain, pushing away the plain, and turning into a barrier in front of him.

"Boom!"

The two collided, bursting out of ups and downs, and stacked them layer by layer.

The powerful energy washed over Chu Yingjie's body, and the whole person's figure continued to be revealed and hidden, flickering like fireflies, and after a few breaths, the barrier shattered with a "click", and Luo Wei smashed his chest with a punch.

"Poof!"

Chu Yingjie spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs, and the whole person flew out upside down, and his breath was extremely sluggish.

"Haha, this is the difference between the top ten and twenty-four sects and other garbage sects, haha. ”

Zhang Bairen couldn't help laughing and said, "The evil spirits and relics in the Demon Temple are limited, even one more person is too much. ”

The others also smiled and nodded, clearly agreeing.

Chu Yingjie listened to the ridicule around him, only to feel that the world was spinning, and he spurted out another mouthful of blood, and passed out directly.

Pan Fatzi said in a low voice: "These top ten and twenty-four are too rampant, boss, what should we do?"

Yang Qingxuan said indifferently: "Don't pay attention to it, these scum scum can stop you and me?" But there are still masters in the surrounding crowd, I feel an extraordinary aura, even I am jealous." The few clowns in front of them, as long as the time comes, the fate of Chu Yingjie now is an example for them. ”

Pan Fatzi exclaimed: "Boss, are you also afraid of people?"

Yang Qingxuan nodded, stared at the crowd in the distance, and said: "This world is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, that person seems to only have the cultivation of the peak of the Taitian Rank, but under my spiritual eyes, there is a chilling feeling that makes me frightened." ”

Pan Fatzi hurriedly followed Yang Qingxuan's gaze, Yang Qingxuan was staring at a slender gray-clothed man, his appearance was mediocre, it was still difficult to attract attention in the crowd, and his cultivation was indeed the pinnacle of the Heavenly Rank.

Pan Fatzi pondered: "This person seems to be called Zhong Jie. ”

"Zhong Jie?" Yang Qingxuan muttered, his eyes flashing, and said, "If you meet it, this person will be my fierce rival for the championship." ”

Time passed little by little, and in front of the skeleton bird statue, there were more than 20 masters from the top ten and twenty-four families.

At this moment, another figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Gong Defeat Celebration!"

Yang Qingxuan was silent, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and quietly watched Gong Yiqing fly forward, greeting the masters of the top ten and twenty-four families.

"It turned out to be Brother Qing!"

As soon as Luo Wei saw the public loss celebration, he immediately greeted him enthusiastically, the strength of the public loss family is close to the top ten, plus the puppet is strong, and it is no longer even below the top ten.

Moreover, the fall of the geniuses of the public losers such as the public loser has long been rumored, causing a great shock.

Everyone knows that the possibility of Gong Yuqing becoming the heir to the head of the family is extremely high.

The other 20 people were also smiling, and even had a hint of flattery.

Gong Yiqing smiled and said: "Brother Luo Wei and the others have done a good job, they should draw a forbidden area, not everyone is qualified to enter the Demon Temple." ”

Luo Wei said: "We are discussing the deployment of a large array of yin and evil to keep these minions and scum out, so as not to disturb our interest in farming monsters." ”

Gong Yiqing's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Good idea, this yin and evil array, naturally my participation is indispensable......"

Before the last word "and" was spoken, it stopped inexplicably, as if he had suddenly choked on eating, swallowed it violently, and forcibly swallowed it.

The indifference and calmness in Gong Yiqing's eyes suddenly turned into horror, because he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yang Qingxuan from the corner of his eye, and his face turned pale.

"Brother Qing, Brother Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Wei shouted a few times.

Feng Hao said: "Brother Qing's face doesn't seem to be very good, I have a Besheng Pill here, which can dissolve blood stasis and invigorate blood, and it is of great benefit to internal injuries or cultivation, so I will give it to Brother Qing for free." ”

Gong Yiqing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, declined Feng Hao's kindness, and said, "I just had an internal injury and my body is a little unwell, so I won't participate in your Yin Evil Array." Besides, this Demon Sanctuary is a borderless land, so wouldn't it be nice to divide the forbidden area casually? I resolutely disagree with this matter, and naturally I will not participate in it. ”

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