My life of martial arts training

They were so happy that Chen Yuan helped them hold back two competitors.

This was also Chen Yuan's deliberate move to break the siege. If he was besieged by everyone, even he would die with hatred.

As for why the white-faced man and the old man were chosen, of course, their strength was the weakest among the six.

The white-faced man and the old man seemed to realize this, and they felt helpless and angry at the same time.

However, the two did not dare to abandon Chen Yuan and leave. It was an extremely unwise choice to leave their backs to the enemy. At that time, let alone fighting for the soul fruit, they might have to explain here.

Although there were two fewer competitors, the competition on the side of Mo Lian, Gui Mu, Xia Xuehuo, and the colorful woman was equally fierce.

In the void, endless black lotuses bloomed, intertwined and connected, turning the surrounding dozens of feet into a lotus sea. Mo Lian sat on the lotus platform in the middle, and a Buddha shadow more than ten feet high appeared behind him.

The Buddha was formed by white bones, emitting golden Buddha light, but the head looked like Mo Lian, with cold eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Guimu, I know you are not interested in the Soul Fruit, how about we both take a step back?" Mo Lian said in a voice transmission.

The pupils of Guimu shrank slightly, and a ripple appeared in his heart. He sneered: "Mo Lian, are you crazy? How can I give up such a rare treasure as the Soul Fruit to you?"

"Fellow Daoist Guimu, you can hide your thoughts from others, but not from me. If you continue to entangle with me, it may be disadvantageous to your plan." Mo Lian said calmly.

Guimu's face was gloomy. He knew that Mo Lian was not deceiving him. He was extremely alert in his heart: "The Eight Consciousness Heart King is indeed not to be underestimated. Mo Lian should only know that I have other plans, and it is impossible for him to know my overall plan. However, if Mo Lian helps, my plan may be more successful."

His thoughts turned quickly, and he said in a deep voice: "I can give you the Soul Fruit of the Underworld, but you must lend me a hand."

When the two talked, black lotus fell, magic light shone, and various means were used to greet each other, as if they would not stop until death.

Listening to Guimu's request, Mo Lian's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and glanced to the side without leaving a trace.

After the Underworld Taoist obtained the Soul Fruit of the Underworld, he did not leave immediately, but sat cross-legged on the side, quietly watching them fight for it. This is also the reason why Guimu did not attack the Underworld Taoist.

With his strength, it is basically impossible to kill the Underworld Taoist instantly. Once the other party reacts and detonates the death energy underground, he will also be in trouble.

But if Mo Lian helps, he is 60% sure that he can kill the Underworld Taoist instantly.

"Yes!" Mo Lian thought for a moment and replied.

The sooner you get the Soul Fruit, the greater the advantage will be. Maybe you can also "understand" what Guimu is planning.

"In this case, fellow Daoist Mo Lian, let's swear the Heart Demon Oath together." Guimu said.

The Heart Demon Oath has no binding force at all for ordinary warriors, because only when you break through the Soul Refining Realm, you have to pass the Heart Demon Pass. For them who can't even break the Soul Pass, it can be said that the Heart Demon Oath is spoken.

But for people like Mo Lian who are determined to refine the soul, the binding force is very strong. The Heart Demon Pass is already full of dangers. Breaking the oath is to increase the difficulty for yourself. Unless it is a life-and-death crisis or huge benefits, you will not break the oath.

Mo Lian did not hesitate, and the two swore an oath.

The two felt relieved and looked at each other, and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Unlike the intrigues of the magic lotus and the ghost eyes, Xia Xuehuo and the colorful woman used all their killing moves, and they were completely angry, killing each other.

Xia Xuehuo was full of charm, and she used all her strength to operate the strongest skill of the Paradise Palace, the Paradise Treasure Book.

The space around the colorful woman was twisting, and everything centered on the two of them had undergone amazing changes.

The majestic breath burst out, and the paradise world came. There were countless handsome men and beautiful women, beautiful and breathtaking, and countless rare treasures spread all over the land. The soul fruit that everyone was fighting for was among them, and the breath of desire was everywhere.

The Paradise Palace practiced not the low-level charm skills, but the desires deep in the human heart. Regardless of gender or age, as long as there is a life with intelligence, there are desires.

And the Paradise Palace can magnify this desire to the extreme and finally devour the other party.

The colorful-clothed woman frowned slightly, trying her best to resist the erosion of desire. A dreamlike halo appeared in her palm, as if this was the most beautiful dream in the world.

The halo absorbed the pink breath around it and continued to grow.

"Dream Pavilion?!"

Xia Xuehuo's eyes condensed, and she felt it was difficult. She took a little time to look at the situation around her.

Chen Yuan, the white-faced man, and the old man were all unable to do anything to each other. The magic lotus and the ghost eyes were also evenly matched, and it was difficult to tell the winner in a short time.

As for the group of Qi Condensation Realm, they were playing "house" and there was no need to care.

Only on her side, she fell into a disadvantage.

"We can't go on like this. The longer the time drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for us."

As a disciple of the Paradise Palace, she was naturally aware of the existence of the Dream Pavilion. The dream path methods of this force, to a certain extent, restrained the skills of the Paradise Palace.

She bit her silver teeth and transmitted the message: "My fellow apprentice sisters, lend me a hand."

The six people who were fighting heard the message and each of them used their own means to repel the enemy, while rushing towards the center of the battlefield.

"Sir, do we need to chase them?" asked one of the subordinates brought by the colorful-clothed woman.

"Don't worry about them, the adults will handle it." A gloomy man sneered, thinking that adding a few Qi Condensation Realm people would be able to reverse the situation. How ridiculous.

The next moment, he seemed to notice something, turned his head and saw a man in a black and gold robe walking towards him.

"I didn't expect to meet someone from the Dream Pavilion here." Shen Yuan sneered, and a cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"You!" The gloomy man suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, as if he was stared at by some prehistoric beast, his heart seemed to be pinched by a big hand, and his breathing was a little difficult.

Shen Yuan's palms became claws, and the true energy gathered at his fingertips like a stream, forming five golden beams that burst out.

The five people used their strongest means, but in front of this terrifying golden beam, it was like a thin piece of paper, instantly penetrated, and then sank into their heads in their extremely terrified eyes.

Bang!

Five heads fell to the ground like watermelons, exploding with a bang.

Shen Yuan took a step, and his figure disappeared on the spot, leaving an illusory afterimage, rushing towards the Soul Tree.

On the other side.

The seven people from the Paradise Palace surrounded the colorful-clothed woman and formed a formation.

The seven people danced a strange and graceful dance, and waves of whispering magic sounds penetrated from the void, shrouded by a pink halo, communicating the most basic desires deep in human beings.