Ye Luoli: The Master of Seven Emotions and Six Desires

As Xingchen's words fell, the atmosphere on the field changed completely. The Dharma ministers and the masters of the Lingxi Pavilion looked at each other, their breaths gradually became heavier, and they gradually became tense.

"Tenth level, are you going to take action?" Shi Xi's expression became solemn, and he silently clenched the stick of time in his hand.

"What should we do now..." Du Xifei muttered to himself, feeling a little helpless inexplicably.

Can they really resist Muten Pavilion and protect the power of the spirit?

Standing in the center of the crowd, Li Hui's eyebrows flickered, he slowly took a few steps back, and quietly stepped to Du Xifei's side without saying a word.

"Hmm." Yin Chen lowered his eyes, put one hand on his hip, glanced at the people waiting for him, and said quietly: "If you give up resistance, maybe we can become friends."

"Yes, if you want to admit defeat, you'd better hurry up!" Martial God Ling nodded helplessly, waved the Powu Painted Halberd, and said meaningfully: "Otherwise, you will have to suffer a bitter taste!"

"Compare whose fist is harder!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone from the fairyland frowned, and dissatisfaction arose spontaneously.

They are all saint-level fairies transformed by the power of nature. If they have to judge their strengths and weaknesses, it can be said that no one will accept them.

Now, Yin Chen and Wu Shen Ling's almost provocative words have completely intensified the conflict, leaving no room for adjustment.

Between the two sides, only a battle can completely settle this debt!

Among all the Lingxi Pavilion masters, the one who reacted the most was...

"Tsk!" Pang Zun snorted coldly, shook off Meng Yi who had already restrained him, and responded disdainfully: "Arrogance requires real ability!"

"They are just a bunch of rotten prisoners. What are they pretending to be? Do you want to learn how to use my whip?"

"Ha, it's just what I want!" Martial God Ling's eyes flashed red, he directly grasped the handle of the Powu painted halberd, and rushed straight towards Pang Zun.

"Come on!" Faced with Martial God Ling's menacing attack, Pang Zun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, swung the Thunder Snake Electric Whip away fiercely, and said fiercely: "Have you seen Lord Thunder and Lightning!"

Thunder responded to the summons and was continuously attached to it. Immortal power surged out, strengthening the entire Thunder Snake Electric Whip to a terrifying state. Wherever it touched, there were bursts of white smoke, which looked so... Cold and terrifying.

but……

"It's useless to me!" Wu Shen Ling narrowed his eyes, grabbed Pang Zun's electric whip without fear, and shouted in a deep voice: "Martial spirit, martial flames, soul rush!"

The turbid brilliance suddenly appeared and condensed on the body of Martial God Ling. While blocking the current, it also flowed to his hands, suppressing the mysterious magnetic field.

The Razer Electric Whip, which had been invincible for a long time, met its opponent for the first time. The electric current could not be ejected and exploded. It could only turn into an ordinary electric rope, which was firmly held in the hand of Wu Shen Ling.

"What?!" Pang Zun's pupils shrank suddenly, and when he saw that his attack method was easily cracked, he felt a rare sense of disbelief.

"Are you the new strongest force?" Martial God Ling suddenly pulled up the Thunder Snake Electric Whip, raised his eyebrows at Pang Zun, and said coldly: "I didn't even enjoy fighting that little girl before. Now that it's you, it should bring some fun."

"Let's compete!"

After saying that, Martial God Ling suddenly exerted all his strength and threw the Thunder Snake Electric Whip and Pang Zun together towards the desolate gray mist.

"Oh!"

The black shadow fell heavily, countless dust shook up, and thick smoke filled the air, completely covering up Pang Zun's figure and never being seen again.

"Pang Zun!" Yan Jue, who finally broke free from the dream, shouted worriedly when he saw this scene.

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the direction where Pang Zun fell, wanting to know if he was okay.

at this time……

"What a good opportunity!" Huo Liaoye's eyes flashed, taking advantage of the moment when Jin Litong was distracted, they instantly turned into inexhaustible flames, whizzing past layers along the orbit of the stars, and just floating towards the Lingxi Token. flew in the direction.

"Not good!" Jin Litong reacted, and immediately raised the golden bone sword to intercept Huo Liaoye, but on the way to fight back, he was blocked by a strange figure that suddenly appeared.

The silver hair was slightly rolled up by the strong wind, ancient formations were spread over the dark clothes, and the exquisite dagger hung from the waist. The person who came was none other than the magician who had an inseparable fight with Shi Xi before - Stardust.

"Tch..." Jin Litong glanced at Xingchen and said impatiently: "Hey! Where is your ranking? Can you stop me, the strongest God of War?"

"Who knows?" Xingchen slowly opened his blue eyes, glanced at Jin Litong playfully, then quietly moved his hands and whispered: "Qiansi Bell, ring!"

In the blink of an eye, countless red threads of destiny connected to the golden bells emerged, and violent ringings were generated, which continuously entered Jin Litong's ears, affecting his already unstable will.

"What?!" Jin Litong's pupils suddenly shrank. The moment he heard the sound that would lead people to get lost, he covered his head in pain and said uncomfortably: "Uh, ah, this sound makes my head feel better." It hurts, ah, ugh!”

"Your destiny..." Xingchen's lips curled up, he snapped his fingers easily, and said meaningfully: "It's very vague..."

At the same time, the dense sound of the bells sounded more loudly, covering one after another, trying to drag any living beings who heard it into the cracks of the abyss.

Among them, Jin Litong was naturally included.

"Den!"

The golden bone sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground. The sword edge struggled to draw a few dazzling sparks on the ground. In the end, it was unable to support it and landed heavily on the sand, raising waves of white mist.

"Ah, ah, my head hurts so much..." Jin Litong turned left and right uncontrollably. Unable to stabilize his balance, he half-knelt on the ground and said in confusion: "Uh, ah, uh... "

And this strange scene also caught the eye of Huo Liaoye, who was the first to leave.

"Isn't Jin Litong an opponent?" Huo Liaoye frowned slightly, looked at the tenth level with a slightly evil look, and said fearfully: "How strong are they..."

"If the seal is really broken..."

Just as Huo Liaoye was thinking wildly, the distance between him and the Lingxi Token was gradually shrinking. After a while, it was already within reach of him.

Looking at the Lingxi token in front of him, Huo Liaoye paused for a moment. Countless thoughts surged out of his mind, but in the end he suppressed them one by one.

"Forget it, never mind, let's get the Lingxi token first." Huo Liaoye's eyes became firm, and he decisively stretched out his right hand, trying to collect the ownerless token to calm down his restlessness. heart.

but……

"Ye Luoli's magic, ice flutters like snow crystals!"