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After all, compared to themselves, the weight of those nine Tongxuan cultivators was obviously much heavier.

They are not only immortal cultivators who have survived the five heavenly tribulations, but they are also figures with real power in the Huayu Sect, if they are served, it is almost equivalent to holding the entire Huayu Sect in their hands.

Even if the Ghost Spirit Master was already an immortal cultivator in the Xiaodu Tribulation Period, such a large sect still had a great use for him, and he wanted to collect it for his own use.

At this time, his face was full of cold smiles, and he did not urge, quietly waiting for the other party to make a choice.

He believed that Taixu and the others would give in.

After all, Hua Yu Zhenren is only the ancestor of the founding sect, not their master, and before this, the two sides have never met, so there is no need for them to ignore their own lives for such a person.

It was not easy to survive the five tribulations, and he believed that these people would cherish their lives.

In this way, after a long time of tea, the Venerable Master finally showed an impatient look on his face: "Have you thought about it, whether to be an enemy of the old man, or to hand over a soul and a soul, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you do it with the old man, you have no chance of winning." ”

"This ......"

Several Tongxuan monks looked at each other, still unable to choose, and at this moment, the pale monk spoke: "Feng is willing, and he is willing to submit to his predecessors." ”

"What, Senior Brother Feng, you ......"

"How can it be?"

For a time, all the monks were shocked and filled with righteous indignation.

"Senior Brother Feng, you're not dizzy!"

"The other party has a blood feud with this sect, you are worthy of the Huayu Patriarch if you do this?"

......

"Shut up!"

However, the next moment, it was a cry like thunder that came to his ears, and the man surnamed Feng had no guilt on his face: "Good birds choose trees to perch, Feng does this just to save his life, what's wrong, you are willing to fall, don't bother me." ”

The other party said as he flew past as if he were ahead.

The rest of the people were extremely angry, but there were Spirit Ghost Venerable people watching from the sidelines, so naturally they didn't dare to act rashly.

Soon, the two sides approached, and only Zhang Xu remained.

"Stay, if you plan to submit to me, why don't you hand over your soul?"

"Yes, the juniors will do it, and I hope the seniors will treat me well in the future. The man surnamed Feng said respectfully.

"As long as you obediently obey my orders, the deity will naturally not treat you badly. The Venerable Master said proudly.

"The senior took it. ”

The man surnamed Feng pinched his hands with both hands, and as soon as the words fell, the deference on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a murderous aura on his face, and he sacrificed his natal magic weapon, which was a Fang Tian painting halberd, turned into a streamer, and slashed down towards the other party.

A trick to surrender!

Where does he want to submit to the other party, it is just a hypocrisy and a snake, lowering the vigilance of the other party, and then looking for an opportunity to sneak attack.

The idea is good, but the Spirit Ghost Master is insidious and cunning, can this plan succeed?

He didn't know that he would do his best to obey the destiny of heaven, and in short, he would never be at the mercy of this old monster.

His movements were not unfast, but at this moment, the sneer of the Spirit Ghost Master came into his ears: "Stupid, actually playing these tricks in front of the old man, I think you are impatient." ”

Before the words fell, he raised his hand, and boom, a turquoise flame actually ignited in his palm.

Ling Xian's pupils shrank.

This was definitely not an ordinary flame, and for a moment, he actually felt creepy.

Then the flames, converging in the middle, turned into a flaming shield of flames, blocking him in front of him.

In the next moment, Fang Tian's halberd had already slashed to the front.

Thorn ......

The flames surged, and all at once wrapped Fang Tian's painting halberd in it.

"Ahh

The monk surnamed Feng's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The natal magic weapon was wrapped in flames, and his spirituality was greatly damaged at once, and under the influence of his mind, he was naturally seriously injured.

And the matter was not over here, the next moment, the Spirit Ghost Master threw the flames in his hand at the other party.

A slender emerald green flame flashed a few times when it took off its hand, turned into a rainbow, and disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, a miserable scream came into his ears, and the man surnamed Feng was hit by the flames, and he had no power to fight back, turning into a wisp of gray smoke and falling away.

The whole process was complicated, but in fact, it was only a momentary effort, and it was too late for the monks present to come to the rescue.

The expression on his face was extremely angry, but in addition to being angry, it was difficult to hide the fear in it.

Spike!

Although the man surnamed Feng was almost the weakest one among them, he was only in the early stage of the Xuan Dynasty, but after all, he was an immortal cultivator who had survived five heavenly tribulations, and he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

"Okay, the ill-intentioned ones have been ambushed, have you thought about it, whether to hand over a soul and a soul, or to fall like that guy just now?" said the Demon Master coldly.

"Fight with him!"

"That's right, Shi can be killed, not humiliated, avenge Senior Brother Feng and Ancestor!"

......

However, contrary to the other party's expectations, his thunderbolt method did not bring the remaining monks to their knees, but instead made them share the same hatred.

As an immortal cultivator, although no one wants to fall, he is also unwilling to control life and death in the hands of others.

Instead of living a life of trepidation every day, it is better to fight with each other.

No matter how strong the other party is, what about it?

After all, it's only a small tribulation period, and he hasn't really spent the sixth heavenly tribulation, there are many people on his side, and he will do it with all his might, and maybe there will be a glimmer of life.

For a while, the sword light was beautiful, and all kinds of sharp attacks were even more dazzling, and the remaining monks of the Tongxuan period knew that victory or defeat was in this move, no one dared to hide it, and as soon as they made a move, they were the most powerful secret technique of pressing the bottom of the box, vowing to finish their work in one battle and kill the enemy here.

But where is it so easy?

The Spirit Ghost Master was furious, but there was no fear on his face, but he laughed and said: "Okay, good, I really don't know whether to live or die, it seems that the old man is too merciful, since you want to die, I will fulfill you, and the old man will drain your soul and refine your soul in a while, so that you can't survive, you can't die!"

Before the words fell, he also made a move.

For a while, the brilliance was great, and all kinds of spiritual light were intertwined......

The momentum is earth-shattering.

......

Speaking of Ling Xian, his face also changed greatly, the situation in front of him was critical, Ling Xian was also faced with a choice, with his character, of course he would not rush forward stupidly.

In Ling Xian's opinion, the chaos in front of him was a godsend for him to escape, so Ling Xian turned into a ray of frightening rainbow and flew forward.

"Ling boy, this ancestor hasn't spoken yet, you also want to leave, dream!"

originally thought that the other party was under siege and must be unable to take care of himself, but he knew that it was his own thoughts, which was too naïve. (To be continued.) )