Xiuxian exchange system

Qian Yao won the battle, but she also lost half her life. Her condition is very bad.

I don't know what kind of poison she has. With her current cultivation, it may be difficult to suppress the erosion of poison.

Xiang Xinghe was indeed very difficult to deal with. If it weren't for the occasional critical strikes from the White Tiger Claw, it would be impossible to attack his defense line.

Although Lai Wuhen was anxious, he couldn't leave his body for a while, but when he was distracted, he was hit in the waist by a vortex.

Fortunately, Xuanwu Armor's defensive power was astonishing, but he only suffered some minor injuries caused by the counter-shock force. In addition, he has the eighth stage of body training, so his body was not affected much.

But Xiang Xinghe saw it in his eyes, as if he saw the dawn of his own victory, and urged him with the magic formula in his hand.

The Qi Ling bell rose a little bit more, and the power of the vortex formed by the air flow rose accordingly.

The offensive that was originally suppressed by Lai Wuhen Youming Dao gradually began to be suppressed back.

The monks watching the battle from both sides had different ideas.

Although they don't really care about the life and death of the two people in the ring, their victory or defeat is related to their gambling.

Although Yaozu won a game, if they let them win a game back, it will be a waste of work this time, and Lai Wuhen died, although he asked for it himself, but if Gong Deyou really has any ideas to blame They, they can only suffer.

The human race has already lost one game, and if they lose another game, they will lose everything. Even if they don't care about Xiang Xinghe's life or death, they hope for the stars and the moon in their hearts and hope that he can win.

Furthermore, Lai Wuhen's head itself is worth 500 million taels of spiritual stones. In this comparison, as long as Xiang Xinghe can win this victory, they are not at a loss.

The woman surnamed Yan could see that the relationship between Lai Wuhen and Qianyao was unusual, and she came to Qianyao's side in a blink of an eye, flicking her fingertips, several mana pierced into Qianyao's body.

With the assistance of this magical power, Qian Yao's painful expression instantly reduced a lot, and the speed of the loss of vitality also slowed down significantly.

The woman surnamed Yan couldn't tell what kind of poison Qianyao was poisoning. The danger she sensed just now came from poison. According to her estimation, even if she herself was poisoned by the poison, if she wanted to get rid of it, It is estimated that it will cost more than ten years of life.

If you want to detoxify Qianyao, you can't be sure. After all, Qianyao's cultivation is only at the early stage of Jindan, and a strong detoxification will only speed up her death.

She can only use her strength to make her body last for this period of time, at least she doesn't care about the rest, as long as Lai Wuhen wins, what she does is worth it.

Lai Wuhen's spiritual sense found that Qianyao's condition was getting better, and she finally settled down. As long as she can persevere until she wins, it will be easy to detoxify with his super-poisonous physique.

With this in mind, Lai Wuhen repeatedly urged the magic formula in his hand, and the four spirits' supernatural powers were activated to the extreme, and his aura rose a little in an instant.

The power of You Ming Dao increased again, Xiang Xinghe suddenly felt the pressure doubled, opened his mouth, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Qi Ling Zhong, desperately trying to squeeze out the mana in the golden core and pour it into the Qi Ling Zhong .

Both sides had suffered a lot before, but both had the last trace of reservation.

Now it's time to desperately fight, and no one will hold back anymore.

Although Lai Wuhen's mana has been condensed and is comparable to that of ordinary late-stage Jindan monks, Xiang Xinghe is obviously not an ordinary late-stage Jindan monk. If it weren't for the countless pills on his body to supplement his mana, he would have been unable to bear it long ago .

In terms of consumption, Lai Wuhen far surpassed Xiang Xinghe.

In the process of this kind of battle, there is no way to completely refine the elixir that replenishes mana. The more you take it, the worse the effect will be.

Xiang Xinghe felt that the mana in his golden elixir was on the verge of being exhausted, but seeing Lai Wuhen stuff a few more pills into his mouth, he gritted his teeth and slapped his waist with one hand.

A black light flew out from Xiang Xinghe's waist, circled high in the sky, and rushed towards Lai Wuwuhen.

Lai Wuhen swept his consciousness, only to see a tiger-like giant beast with wings on its back pounced towards him.

It turned out to be Taotie, one of the four murderers. He had expected that Xiang Xinghe was not that simple, and would definitely hide some backhands, so he never released Taotie.

Before reaching Lai Wuhen, Qiongqi opened his mouth and sprayed a black light directly at Lai Wuhen.

Lai Wuhen patted his waist, and a cyan light flashed, and Taotie flicked his tail, a cyan halo flashed, and collided with the black light.

The cultivators watching the battle naturally recognized the breeds of these two spirit beasts, and their eyes were full of greed.

The four fierce men are well-known in the world of cultivating immortals, and the appearance of each of them can set off a bloody storm.

Although Qiongqi and Taotie on the scene are only at the fifth-level cultivation base, their bloodlines have no upper limit, and other ordinary spirit beasts have no way to compare.

What bets, what wins or loses, doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Except for a small number of monks, most of the monks hope that these two people will both fall in the end, and then the two spirit beasts will take each according to their strength.

Even those cultivators at the Golden Core stage still have a little fantasy in their hearts.

Taotie and Qiongqi fought hard, and Lai Wuhen and Ding Xinghe naturally knew that their spirit beasts were too tempting, but for this reason, there was no need to think so much.

Xiang Xinghe has strange things, but even his master Yang Hongwen doesn't know about it, otherwise with that character, he might have taken it for himself.

From time to time, Lai Wuhen's White Tiger Claw could strike a crit, and after a dozen rounds of fighting, Xiang Xinghe was gradually suppressed.

Gritting his teeth, Xiang Xinghe patted his waist again, and a green-haired humanoid flew out, rushing towards Lai Wuhen.

Lai Wuhen narrowed his eyes, and smelled a stench in his nose.

This guy even has a Zombie King. Lai Wuhen is no stranger to zombies. He met Li Ziling once before, but the strength of that one back then is nothing compared to the one in front of him.

With a pat on the waist, Yun Li flew out from Lai Wuhen's waist.

With a wave of Yunli's hand, a set of eight Lieyang gossip needles shot at the green-haired zombie in eight directions.

Dots of flames shot out from the Lieyang Eight Diagrams Needle, and turned into eight flaming spears in a blink of an eye, hitting the green-haired zombie.

The green hair and corpse were scorched by the flames and fell into pieces.

A roar came from the green-haired zombie's mouth, and its wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When it stretched out its hand, five nails shot out, turning into five sharp arrows, and shot at Yunli.

All the monks watching the battle saw the changes on the ring, their eyes flickered, and they had all kinds of thoughts.