When the so-called dust washing banquet dispersed, Geng Yuan sighed and said: "Brother Aoki, how can you agree to them, and you also took the initiative to 'live or die', which is not more worthy of their hearts." ”

Liu Qinghuan smiled indifferently: "Those who come are not good, and those who are good are not coming." This grievance is good early, so as not to have a future incident. ”

"But ......" Geng Yuan said: "That killing Yi's cultivation is a step higher than yours, and his cultivation is the way of killing, and his subordinates have good means, are you really sure?"

"If you don't hand it over, you can grasp it if you feel it in detail. ”

Liu Qinghuan himself is an opponent who is often caught off guard, and all he can do is to be fully prepared.

also comforted Geng Yuan in turn: "If I am afraid, I will not come to these Seven Peerless Domains." Besides, that person is comparable in cultivation to blood and bones, and if I can kill blood and bones, I can kill him. ”

Among the group, Geng Yuan was probably the only one who still had some real concern for him, and Tong Zhen was already secretly angry before, and he was anxious to negotiate with the people of the Demon Sect.

It's okay to fight, it's okay to be injured, but you must not hurt Liu Qinghuan's life. After all, if something happens to Liu Qinghuan, it will affect the entire overall situation, and it will be difficult for him to go back.

As for the other people who traveled with them, most of them were Qing guests from various sects, and they couldn't wait to see the excitement.

No matter what kind of thoughts everyone had, the battle scheduled for the second day would soon come, and Changying, Lu Yi and his party took Liu Qinghuan and others to a place called the Thousand Illusion Hall on the eleventh floor of the Demon Palace.

As soon as I entered the door, the sound of people rushing inside, I saw a shallow lake with a length and width of more than 100 zhang surrounded in the middle, the water of the lake was clear and transparent, no more than three feet deep, like a huge mirror.

Around the shallow lake, there are funnel-shaped stands, layer after layer of stairs leading to the zenith, at this time it is already full of demon sect disciples in black robes, it looks black, and it is impossible to tell who is who, the scene is quite spectacular.

"This is the Thousand Illusion Palace?" someone said in disappointment: "Although that hall is big, it doesn't seem to be able to accommodate the battle between the two gods, right?"

The cultivation of the gods, a hundred miles at every turn, a spell can collapse and crack, this is just a shallow lake of a hundred feet, I am afraid that I can't even withstand a move.

"Hmph, I know what to see!" Chang Ying raised his head proudly: "Who said they were going to fight here? This is just a hall outside the Thousand Illusion Hall for people to watch, and the real battle is found in it!"

He raised his hand and pointed at it, and everyone noticed that there was a curtain of water rising in the shallow lake, but because there were too many moonstones set in the ceiling to illuminate it, and the stands on all sides were also reflected on the water, so that people ignored the water curtain.

Changying looked at Liu Qinghuan: "In the future, don't say that my sect is bullying you as an outsider by virtue of the location, for your competition, we specially opened this Thousand Illusions Palace." And the environment in the Thousand Illusions Hall changes all the time, and when you enter, it is also randomly transmitted to a location, so the starting point of the two of you is the same. ”

Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled: "I have a heart." ”

Changying said again: "The time for the competition has come, don't talk nonsense, you can start now." ”

He nodded at him and flew towards the lake.

With his appearance, the cheers in the entire hall suddenly soared, almost breaking through the roof. And when Liu Qinghuan went out, the cry stopped, such a huge difference was simply ridiculous.

When the two of them disappeared through the water curtain one after the other, they saw a light suddenly and quickly pass over the shallow lake like a mirror, and an endless barren hill and wild grave submerged in the night appeared.

The two people who had just teleported in appeared on the left side of the upper position, and there was a half-broken monument standing beside them.

And Liu Qinghuan is under a dead tree only a few dozen feet away from him!

The two discovered each other's existence almost instantly, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out!

The people outside who were watching the scene through the lake were in an uproar.

Geng Yuan muttered, "Why did you meet ...... in the first place?" And this kind of environment is really not good for Brother Aoki......"

And Changying's lips finally leaked a sneer with a hint of malice.

This is just the beginning, and the best is yet to come!

No matter what the outside world is, the distance of dozens of zhang is just an instant for the gods, and it is not much different from face-to-face.

The two of them only turned their heads to see each other, and the killing intent in Lu Yi's eyes finally burst out unabashedly: "Tongzhen pressed each other with righteousness, let me spare your life, so don't worry, I will leave you with a wisp of remnant soul!"

He grinned, a layer of black and red mist appeared on his body, converging into his outstretched palm, and a faint scream sounded, the sound was subtle and poignant, as if coming from the distant Nine Shadows underground.

A few wisps of white light appeared in Liu Qinghuan's left pupil, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. The weight of the evil aura on this man was the only one he had ever seen in his life, and the shrill cry was emitted by an unwilling resentful spirit.

Moreover, the other party obviously had a special method, and the originally formless and colorless evil qi turned into a black and red mist, gradually condensing into a blood sickle with a long handle and a curved blade.

As soon as the blood sickle came out, the barren hills and wild tombs that originally had the low sound of insects immediately fell silent, and the condensed atmosphere was silent, as if a large stone had been pressed on the chest, and it was so heavy that it made people breathless.

A cold glint flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and he suddenly snorted softly, the tone was low but not weak, and the Dao intent contained in it exploded like a thunderbolt half a foot above his head!

The heavy artistic conception was suddenly broken, the dead silence receded like a tide, the insects chirped again, and an old eagle croaked hoarsely, flapping its wings and running away.

The two have been fighting back and forth invisibly.

Lu Yi furrowed his eyebrows, and looked at Liu Qinghuan for the first time.

Liu Qinghuan shook his backhand, slowly pulled the Taiyi Frost Ling Bone out of the void, and said with a faint mocking smile: "Where did you get the confidence to kill me? Or do you think you are much stronger than the blood bones?"

"Blood and bones, that waste!" Lu Yi said coldly, "It is a shame for the Demon Sect to die at the hands of a Nether Realm cultivator whose cultivation is lower than his!"

And outside, most of the low-level disciples were confused.

Although the shallow lake can reflect everything that happens in the Thousand Illusions Palace, it can neither make a sound nor feel the invisible artistic conception, only see the two of them say a few words, and then each take out the magic weapon, which is boring.

However, the expressions of the Avatar monks who could understand were all a little solemn, watching the movements of the two on the lake intently, and talking in a low voice.

"This round of mutual testing seems to be comparable. ”

"Although Aoki Daoyou's cultivation is low, his realm is really not low!"

"It's hard to say now, killing Yi is cultivating the way of killing, and he hasn't really made a killing move yet...... Look!"

I saw that on the clear lake, Lu Yi held the long hilt of the knife in both hands, and the curved sickle suddenly lifted!

The blood sickle was originally condensed by thousands of evil qi, and at this moment it was unrestrained, and the ferocity and tyranny suddenly vented out, and in just a moment, within a radius of dozens of miles, the screams of resentful spirits resounded through the sky, and a half-moon-shaped knife cut through the night sky, and the brush flew out.

At the same time, ripples visible to the naked eye rippled out, and the cold sword qi was wrapped in extremely cold frost, and everywhere it passed, even the space was pulled out of a deep groove, like a thunderbolt colliding with the sword under the stars and moon!

Hearing only a "click", the sword was broken in two from the middle, and it was rolled up by the sword qi and turned into countless ghostly fragments.

Lu Yi's face changed, he couldn't believe that he could be cut off so easily with a full blow, and his eyes couldn't help but focus on the sword in Liu Qinghuan's hand like a deformed wooden branch.

"Too much frost!"

He exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly swung out several blood-colored long rays before finally eliminating the sword qi long dragon that seemed to be about to cut the void in half.

In the midst of the shattered sky, Liu Qinghuan stepped on his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the back of the slaughter, his expression was indifferent and cold, and the bone and wood sword in his hand swung out a circle of brilliant glow!

Slaughter couldn't help but be startled, and the demonic qi on his body surged, quickly submerging his body.

Liu Qinghuan stabbed out with a sword, but he only felt that the sword was empty, and the rolling demonic qi surged dozens of zhang away like a big bat with its wings outstretched, and after it was re-condensed, only one head was still exposed, and the pale face was extremely hideous.

Lu Yi gritted his teeth and said: "You have the strength of the middle stage in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, it seems that you really have two brushes, and you don't complain about the death of blood and bones!

The demonic qi rolled and swelled even more violently, and the body of the slaughterer crackled, and the momentum began to rise rapidly, becoming more and more vigorous!

Liu Qinghuan's heart froze, he paused, and said angrily: "You are cheating! You are not a mid-stage cultivator at all!"