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―――――――――――――――――――――――― "Nine Rings Immortal Building!"

"It turned out to be a treasure talisman with a real person with long eyebrows!"

"Now, Zhu Daoyou is firmly in an invincible position! Red-haired Daoyou, it's dangerous!"

The Nine Rings Immortal Building, although it is not like the Caiyun Immortal Barrier, is a treasure that guards the mountain, but Zhu Mei is also much higher than the cultivation of the Yu family sisters, with his mana, unless the red-haired ancestor has some special means to be able to use force in an instant and blast it through, otherwise, there is simply no chance of victory.

Dwarf Zhu Mei did not waste it, and after forcing the red-haired ancestor to use the second primordial god to trigger the Heavenly Demon Blood God Sword, the light barrier disappeared immediately. At this time, Zhu Mei took out a half-foot-long three-edged short stick, which was densely covered with countless lines, and the glow was faint, and it flew out and hit the red-haired ancestor.

The treasure of Zhu Mei is also extraordinary, it is a treasure refined by the ancient golden immortal Guangchengzi, called Liangyi Splitting File. This treasure was discovered when he was exploring a Guangchengzi ruins, and at that time, he also found a Tianyun Mirror, which was given to Zhu Wen, a disciple of Master Fan Xia, to resolve the grudge of the third generation.

As soon as the Liangyi splitting file came out, it shot out black and white two inches long light needles from one end, the number was large, and the speed was urgent, it looked like two black and white light streams, which were long and short for a hundred zhang, and the zhang was wide, and the surrounding sawtooth was clustered, like an ancient god crocodile, opened a giant kiss, and bit down towards the red-haired ancestor.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan had to admit that the Emei faction's thousand-year-old savings were indeed not comparable to his short-term search. "It seems that collecting treasures is a long-term plan, and there can be no moments of slackness!"

The red-haired ancestor was not afraid of this, and with a flick of his robe sleeves, a black flag flew out, which was the Heavenly Demon Poison Banner. The demon clouds rolled, layered in front of him, and at the same time, an incomparably majestic demon god burst out of it, roared up to the sky, and strode forward.

The sound was like a thunderbolt, piercing the sky, the big hand clenched into a fist, the arm slammed, and he was not afraid of the power of the Liangyi splitting file, and smashed straight over.

"Bang-"

With an earth-shattering bang, one of the arms of the huge demon god was completely destroyed, and the Liangyi Splitting File was also hit and flew upside down, and the black and white streams of light were deflected to the other side.

Zhu Mei hurriedly retracted, although he also understood that there were masters there who would block this blow and no one would be injured by mistake, but this represented an attitude.

Although he was furious, he was not stupid yet, knowing that he had no chance to become the master of one party, let alone offend fellow Daoists from all over the world at will.

In the moment when Zhu Mei was retracted and regrouped, the big flag beside the red-haired ancestor swayed, and a bright black light poured into the demon god, accompanied by a "click" sound, the destroyed arm grew again. Moreover, looking at that posture, it is even more powerful.

The two of them showed their own abilities, and the fight was really fierce, however, the two of them made a move, and there was no trace of fireworks, as if they were very calm and plain, as if they hadn't taken out their real skills.

Sometimes, the sword light of the Heavenly Demon Blood God Sword skyrocketed, breaking through the ban, killing the past, and Zhu Mei blocked it with the Nine Rings Immortal Tower;

The battle of the earth immortal masters, especially the battles of the earth immortal masters who are not much different and are of equal strength, often do not have a result for a few days and nights.

The battle between the red-haired ancestor and the dwarf Zhu Mei soon lasted for more than an hour, and the scene was still extremely fierce, and no one had the slightest sign of weakening momentum. Seeing this, Zhong Yuan stepped forward and said to the ascetic head, "Ascetic fellow, it is not a way to fight like this, how about a draw between the two sides?"

"The abacus of the Zhong Sect is too fine! Zhu Daoyou's cultivation is obviously above the red-haired Daoyou, and if he fights continuously, it must be the red-haired Daoist who will not support in the end!"

"This ascetic fellow is inevitably a little arbitrary!" Zhong Yuan immediately shook his head and refuted, "In terms of mana cultivation, maybe the red-haired senior brother is indeed slightly inferior, but the red-haired senior brother has cultivated the Great Asura Immortal Body, and his mana recovery ability is first-class, far above Zhu Daoyou.

In this way, it is still unknown who will kill the deer in the end! According to my opinion, the red-haired senior brother will have a greater victory!"

"Since Sect Master Zhong is so confident, why don't you let them continue to fight, but end in a draw?" a hint of sarcasm appeared on the ascetic head's face.

"If you can, do ascetic fellows think I don't want to?" Zhong Yuan replied unceremoniously, "But, if we even fight a battle for ten days and half a month, then where are the Daoists from all parties who have come here as witnesses?

As soon as these words came out, countless monks connected their heads. Although they may not really have anything to do, it is a sign of respect for them, and they are naturally happy in their hearts.

Some people even go along with it, or directly admonish the ascetic heads.

As soon as he saw this, the ascetic head was speechless. At this moment, he was a little annoyed with himself, he had a lotus tongue and was eloquent on weekdays, how could he be so restrained everywhere when he met Zhong Yuan, without the slightest pleasure!

It's a pity that no matter how angry the ascetic head is in his heart, the general trend that has been achieved will not flow back and change because of this. Therefore, after a moment of silence, the ascetic head tried his best to suppress the annoyance in his heart, let himself be as calm as possible, and said, "Then what does Sect Master Zhong want?"

"In my opinion, we might as well limit the duration of each fight to three days and three nights, if in such a time, the winner has not been decided, it means that the combat power of the two sides of the fight seems to be fragrant, let them end there, and take the draw as the result of this game. For more than ten days, it should not have too much impact on all fellow Daoists. Zhong Yuan said immediately.

"I think it's okay, it's very fair!" Qin Yu spoke again.

As soon as he spoke, the leaders or leaders of the various sects such as Wudang Half Lao Nun, Ling Lingzi, Kunlun Siyou, Poison Dragon Venerable, Jiupan Po, and so on, opened their mouths to echo.

Such a power of solidarity naturally made Zhong Yuan very happy. At this moment, he seemed to have immeasurable heaven and earth luck, wrapped in boundless momentum. At this time, he took advantage of the situation to open his mouth and asked, "Ascetic, what do you think is good?"

Listening to the question, the ascetic head had a kind of ** that released the invisible sword qi of the Taiqing Xuanmen to dismember Zhong Yuan, but in the end, he still endured it and replied lightly, "All the Taoist friends think it is feasible, and the old monk naturally has no opinion!"

"That's fine!" Zhong Yuan nodded his head slightly and said with a smile, "Then let's wait and see the results of the second game!"

Although the red-haired ancestor and the dwarf Zhu Mei were fighting fiercely, with their cultivation, everything they encountered was naturally within their perception. Zhong Yuan and the ascetic head reached the rules of "consultation", and they were naturally very clear.

At this time, although the battle between the two was still very long before three days and three nights, the two of them could no longer understand in their hearts that if they did not stand out, but continued to fight like this, I am afraid that the draw would be a certainty.

The red-haired ancestor, because this sword fight was related to his own net worth and life, naturally he did not dare to have the slightest negligence. Therefore, he continued to fight like this, while secretly accumulating momentum, while observing Zhu Mei's omissions and flaws.

Although Zhu Mei did not have the pressure of the red-haired ancestor, the anger accumulated in her heart also needed a hearty victory to vent. So, he's the same, and he's not willing to stop there.

Of course, there is another important reason why they are unwilling to stop, that is, they think that they still have enough killer weapons in their hands to make a decision at certain critical moments.

Time roared violently like a long river, rushing forward.

The sun rises and sets, and the black and white rotates.

Soon, the battle between the red-haired ancestor and the dwarf Zhu Mei came to the last night.

During this period, their battles, the junior disciples watched them with relish, they had a high level of understanding, and even had a lot of understanding, and their combat power increased invisibly. However, those masters above the earth immortals can't help but taste the same as chewing wax. Because, in their opinion, this fight is too "bland" and there is no passion at all.

However, when the moon hung high in the sky again, the spirit of these masters was highly concentrated. Because, they know very well, the two are unwilling to give up, it must be because they keep the last hole card in their hands. Now, time is running out, and if you don't make a move, you won't have a chance.

And this last fight is the final result of the battle between the red-haired ancestor and the dwarf Zhu Mei.

Sure enough, just a moment, suddenly, the red-haired ancestor's second primordial god suddenly manifested, holding two Heavenly Demon Blood God Swords, and the mana vitality was poured into it with all his strength, swinging the sword light to sweep in all directions, and taking all the magic weapons of the dwarf Zhu Mei. At the same time, the figure of the red-haired ancestor himself flickered, one, two, three,

Five identical red-haired ancestors flew out from above its body, and in each person's hand, they all held a blood-transforming Shura flag, together with the body, a total of six, and in an instant, they each stood in their own positions, and shook the flag in their hands violently, and the Shura blood-turning array was about to be arranged.

Dwarf Zhu Mei originally wanted to give the red-haired ancestor a hard blow at the last moment, so that he could not fight back, and finally gained the upper hand. However, suddenly, seeing the red-haired ancestor show such a killer feature, Ren is understanding that the red-haired ancestor's great asura immortal body is just getting started, and it can't last too long, and he doesn't dare to let this big array be completed.

The formation arranged by the six Earth Immortal Peaks, if you don't take into account the consumption of vitality, it is definitely enough to hit yourself seriously injured in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, Zhu Mei didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and the killer feature that she had kept was finally revealed, but it was a marble-sized, round, crystal clear, and golden Bodhi Zi.

This treasure is called Jin Bodhi, it is the prayer bead of the master of the Thousand Corpse Cave of Moer Cliff in Dagulang Mountain, after several generations of monks and great virtues with the blessing of ** force, it can really be called the treasure of subduing demons, and nothing is broken.

There were a total of eighteen of them, and the dwarf Zhu Mei borrowed ten from the Venerable Master Yizhen, which were originally intended to be used against the demon corpse Gu Chen and the Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin. However, now in this crisis, he has no choice but to use it.

Taking advantage of the fact that the void has not yet collapsed and the netherworld passage has not yet been opened, the dwarf Zhu Mei raised his hand, and stood up, and all he saw was a dazzling golden light.

Immediately afterwards, there was a thunderous sound that made people can't help but feel a little shaky, and those voids with faint cracks were about to appear, and suddenly there was no movement.

When the golden light in the sky faded, everyone was shocked to find that the red-haired ancestor and the dwarf Zhu Mei were not injured, but the breath of both of them was slightly cloudy, obviously, it was not an easy task to launch such a killer move.

The six red-haired ancestors, each occupying one side, although the blood qi of the blood-turning Shura banner in their hands was a little thin, but it was still waving in the wind, hunting sound, exuding an incomparably large qi.

And Zhu Mei, an identical golden Bodhi has appeared in her hand again, ready to attack.

For a while, only the sound of the big banner waving "hula" sounded again.

After a while, the red-haired ancestor suddenly spoke, "How about the fight between you and me, how about ending it here?" I think that if we go on like this, not only will it be difficult to distinguish a result, but we will also end up losing both, which is not worth it. ”

"Since the red-haired Taoist friend said so, then let's stop like this!" Zhu Mei also knew that as long as the red-haired ancestor's formation did not disperse, he would throw out all the Jin Bodhi, and the other party would not be injured.

Seeing this, one of the red-haired ancestors flickered, and in an instant, the rest of the red-haired ancestors turned into a blood light, and together with the blood-turned Shura flag, rushed into his body and disappeared.

Zhu Mei returned to the camp of the Emei faction, made a mockery of the ascetic head, and said with a wry smile, "Brother ascetic, I have failed to live up to your expectations, and I haven't been able to win this battle!"

Dwarf Zhu Mei is a hardcore ally of the Emei faction, what can the ascetic head say when he sees this? He can only smile and say softly, "Is this Zhu Daoyou's fault? It is true that the time of the battle is too short, otherwise, Zhu Daoyou will win!"

On the other side, the red-haired ancestor didn't say anything to Zhong Yuan, nodded his head, and entered the Redwood Ridge camp.

(To be continued)