In the arena, Young Master Yin Luo and Lu Wuya finally fought together.
They are all strong among their peers, and they also know each other's strength, so they didn't hold back when they made a move.
As soon as Young Master Yin Luo made a move, a thick black mist shrouded his whole body.
He stretched out a finger, and tapped lightly on the place where Lu Wuya was.
Wisps of black mist emerged from the fingertips, and with a puff, it directly pierced Lu Wuya's defensive mana.
"That's all you have?" Young Master Yin Luo laughed again and again.
As soon as he made a move, he used Yin Luozong's trump card.
This pointing to the past does not hurt the person's body, but pierces the soul of the other party.
If the soul power is a little weaker, the soul will be pierced directly.
On the surface it may look intact, but it is motionless, like a puppet that has lost its soul.
Lu Wuya snorted coldly, visualized the Demon God of Joy in the Sea of ??Consciousness, and a huge phantom stood in the sky.
As soon as Young Master Yin Luo's fingers touched the phantom of the demon god, he immediately encountered obstacles and couldn't get in at all.
Immediately, Lu Wuya waved his sleeve, and the powerful force instantly shook the two of them away.
boom!
The two slid a few steps backwards at the same time, and they were the first to confront each other, and they met each other.
"Come again!" Young Master Yin Luo smiled strangely, and also summoned a giant skeleton statue several feet high, and fought with Lu Wuya in an instant.
The battle between the two young strongmen actually caused the entire stone platform to shake violently.
A strong storm rolled up around, and some people who couldn't dodge were directly affected into the storm, without even screaming, they turned into a cloud of blood mist in an instant.
The two fought in a melee, but their subordinates were not idle.
Those followers of the Yin Luozong were even more vicious. If they encountered resistance, they would not only destroy their bodies, but even strip their spirits.
These Yin Luozong monks held a long lamp, and once a soul was pulled out, they immediately recited a mantra in their mouths.
Immediately, countless scattered souls around were sucked in by the long lamp.
The soul of the dead monk was captured by Yin Luozong, and he was not even qualified to jump into the five elements to reincarnate.
Some people who were still on the sidelines suddenly felt creepy.
"I surrender!"
"Send me out, I abstain!"
For a while, many people on the field gave up competing for the place in the Tongtian Grand Competition and ran away directly.
Wu Xunyan and Song Han felt a burst of fear as soon as the people from Yin Luozong made a move.
They originally planned to hug Yan Jin's thigh, but who knew that Yan Jin himself had a decree from the heavens to receive the decree, so they ignored them.
Song Han gritted his teeth, led a group of disciples, and ran to the back of the female disciples of Baihe Mountain in desperation.
As for Wu Xunyan, it was the most embarrassing.
She was originally driven out of Baihe Mountain, but now she wants to seek Baihe Mountain as a refuge. This is really a great irony.
"As long as I can survive the Heavenly Contest, I will have nothing to do with Baihe Mountain. When the time comes, the sky will fly and I will have a good relationship with Senior Brother Yan Jin. Don't they cry and beg me then!" Wu Xunyan's heart was full of resentment.
Those monks of the Yinluo Sect don't care whether you are the Lingxiao Sect or not.
Seeing that there are still a group of people here who have not left, the group of Yin Luozong monks in black robes rushed over immediately.
"roll!"
Bai Suqing flicked the whisk in his hand, and a stream of white mana flew out, knocking out several black-robed monks who were rushing forward. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com