Wu Lingzhu, although she is in a good mood, she has not relaxed her in the slightest because of this, but has become more and more cautious. Because, he has seen too many examples of falling because of getting carried away.

The seventy-two demon gods, roaring in unison, the sound was like a tide, and the sea of clouds in the sky that hit them all dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky.

Immediately after that, from the top of the heads of the seventy-two demon gods, each shot out a thick black qi column, which was a hundred feet above them, converging and condensing into one. In an instant, it turned into a black tripod.

This black tripod, the mouth of the tripod is round, the ears are three-legged, although there is no other decoration on it, it seems a little monotonous, but it has its own majestic, simple, grand meaning.

After looking at it for a long time, I unconsciously have a feeling that this black tripod is not suspended in the void, but completely integrated into the void. It's as if this black tripod is the master of this piece of heaven and earth, the central magic weapon, and dominates the rise and fall of this piece of heaven and earth!

The purple and green swords slashed down, and at that time, a huge sound like a loud bell came out, and the huge sound waves turned into a substantial hurricane, rolling away in all directions.

"The black tripod is not scattered!"

"The sword light of the purple and green swords has not dispersed!"

"Evenly matched?"

In the midst of the discussion of many monks, Wu Lingzhu took the initiative to attack for the first time.

As soon as his hands pinched the magic trick, at that time, a fist-sized bell flew out, blooming with a heart-shaped blue light, and when it shook, the blue light swelled by itself, and many naked witches appeared in the light, swaying in the void, dancing wildly.

The bell rang uncontrollably, and at first the bell was quiet, which was sad. In an instant, the bell turned into a torrent, like countless drums beating wildly, thunder exploding, mixed with wind and fire, all angry together, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"This is, the treasure of the mountain of Mullet Island!"

"Hurry up, cover your ears, close your eyes, clear your mind, and go down!"

The monks who watched the ceremony hurriedly let their disciples who were not enough in cultivation to settle down, so as not to be affected by the fish in the pond and become wasted. Because they knew very well that the sound of this heart-warming bell seemed to be chaotic, but in fact it was directed at every monk, and the sound in everyone's ears would not be exactly the same.

The longer you listen, the more concentrated you are, the closer the sound will be to the natural sounds that you want to hear most in your heart, so that the monk unconsciously relaxes his vigilance, and gradually becomes unconscious, and becomes a tonic for heart-warming bells.

Wu Lingzhu, after shaking the heartbell, pinched the magic trick with both hands, and pressed the black tripod in the void in the void, and when it was, the black tripod tilted away.

"Wow"

A black light that seemed to be like a practice rushed out, like a mighty river, and swept towards the two sword lights that were reversed.

This black light, with its unparalleled absorbing power, passed through the surrounding void, and collapsed towards the center, as if it took a further step to suck the void open.

"It's good to come!"

Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin, what kind of person, it can be said that he is the ancestor of the demon, where can ordinary temptations have an effect on him? Therefore, he wholeheartedly controlled the combination of purple and green swords, turning into a more dazzling and dazzling sword light, slashing down.

"Snort"

The sound of cracking silk, the mighty black river, was divided into two halves from the center.

Most of the separated black rivers seem to have lost contact with the black tripods, turning into a little rain of light and pouring down. Falling on top of the iceberg, it was like a highly poisonous, sneering, and corroding countless holes.

After the merger, the purple and green sword light slashed down again with a momentum like a broken bamboo.

"Bang"

Another loud bang.

However, this time, the loud noise was mixed with a faint noise. There was a person with good eyesight, but he found that there were a few very tiny cracks on the black tripod.

"It's so powerful, the purple and green twin swords, it really lives up to its reputation!" Wu Lingzhu was also shocked by this.

In his opinion, the Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin was definitely inferior to his own mouth in terms of the majesty of his mana, and achieving such an effect could only be attributed to the Ziqing Twin Swords. When it was, I had a heart of admiration for these two flying swords. "Such a treasure, only the powerful can live in it, but it is a pity to put it in the hands of Wu Shenshi!,

It seems that this time I can't spare any more effort!"

Thinking of this, Wu Lingzhu controlled the heart-warming bell and shook it more and more. That blue heart-shaped demon light, in an instant, turned purple, the light flame was stronger, and the naked witch inside was more agile, and she smiled and smiled, all of which went straight to the bottom of her heart.

At the same time, the black tripod also flew up, becoming as big as a small mountain, and smashed it towards the Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin.

Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin naturally waved his sword light to intercept it.

"Bang, bang, bang、......"

A huge sound, like rolling thunder in the sky, exploded one after another. Every time there was a sound, a piece of icebergs was collapsed, and under the surging sea, the entire glacier sea swayed violently, as if the whole world could be destroyed at any time. Many of the monks who saw it felt cold in their hearts and did not dare to stay any longer, so they left quickly.

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, like a series of lightning, cutting through the sky, revealing ravines.

Hei Ding, like a big mountain, kept receiving the lightning blow and tempering, not only did it not show the slightest sign of collapse, but on the contrary, it seemed more and more solid.

At this moment, the invisibility of the Blood God Monarch Zheng was no longer there, and he was completely integrated into the sword light. And Wu Lingzhu is still standing firmly in the seventy-two Yuan Ming Divine Flags, looking calm and leisurely.

Just when everyone thought that Wu Lingzhu had firmly gained the upper hand in this competition, suddenly, the voice of the Blood God Monarch Zheng Yin sounded again.

"Alliance leader, you have a formation, don't you have a formation, junior brother, look at my sword!"

As he spoke, the combined sword light diverged, one into two, two into four, and four into eight、...... In the blink of an eye, within a radius of thousands of zhang, all of them were covered with purple and cyan sword light. These sword lights did not turn into sword lotus, sword curtain, sword cone, sword rain and the like like like ordinary sword momentum, each of which was extremely agile and criss-crossed, covering the entire demon array formed by the black spirit bead and the seventy-two Yuan Ming Divine Flags.

At this moment, the audience was shocked.

"Using swords to play formations, Wu Shentong actually has such a clever swordsmanship! It's just that I don't know, what kind of formation he has evolved?" ）