Chapter 802

Yi Heng stares at the back of the group of monks in linen sermon. In his big eyes under his thick eyebrows, his eyes gradually become vigorous and firm.

It can be guessed that all the monks here, except those who presided over and watched the fighting, must be dead prisoners of all nationalities.

It's better to send them here to fight than to put them to death. The living ones can be sold to the Tianling clan. Maybe the Tianling clan bought them to watch them fight.

In any case, now that it has been reduced to such an unchangeable environment, we have to change ourselves.

His desire for survival is stronger and stronger in his heart. The more difficult the environment is, the more it seems to stimulate his desire.

"On the way to cultivate immortals, there is a lot of blood. If I don't pay attention, I will lose my soul. Master Xu Xian, who took me to the immortal gate, asked me if I would like to cultivate immortals. How did I answer that?" He murmured to himself.

"I'd like to die in an instant, even if it's bloody in the fairyland!"

This firm words accompanied him through countless moments of life and death, inspired him to step over the bones of many enemies?

Now, it's still this sentence, which finally aroused his fighting spirit.

It's not to say goodbye to Qiu Xiyin, nor to resist the spirit eaters.

Just because you want to live.

"Please bet, the soul race wins one to lose one, and the Terran race wins one to lose five, so you can get away with it!"

He raised his head slightly when the voice came.

Although we can't see the friars above, we can't see the friars who want to win a smile with their own life and death.

There was no hatred in his eyes, only unyielding.

"Make yourself at home in the first scene. I'll buy the soul clan victory, the 100000 best spirit stone."

"Ha ha, younger martial brother, you are still so casual. I'll buy the soul clan victory, 200000 top-quality spirit stone!"

"The soul of a natural buy my soul clan win, ten thousand best spirit stone."

...

voices came from the people's ears, and the whole cave began to be noisy again, but in the noise, they were still silent.

This time, it's not because of fear, but because you want to listen carefully to the voice of the buyer.

Unfortunately, the noise gradually stopped, more than 20 times to buy, but no one bought the Terran win.

Yi Heng's naked back slowly leaves the rock in the noise.

After leaving the rock, the heat disappeared, and the back became cold without the heat. In a flash, the cold spread all over the body from the back.

No one is optimistic about the Terran, which shows that in the previous fight, the victory rate of the Terran friars is far lower than everyone imagined.

Even if it is the Mahayana stage, even if the opposite is just the practice of virtual phase, we can not get rid of this outcome.

"Well! According to the old rule, the Xuanyuan family will buy the Terran, and the five thousand best spirit stones

Finally, Xuanyuan not broken voice came, let everyone look happy.

But at the end of the day, the joy on his face disappeared immediately. The five thousand top-quality spirit stone obviously had little confidence in the victory of the Terran friars.

"The Xuanyuan family is really rich and powerful. They have taken the five thousand spirit stones as a gift." The host seems to be dissatisfied with so many people who buy soul clan, so the irony in the speech is very obvious.

Xuanyuan does not break, but endure ridicule, without any words.

In the stone room, the monk's gasping voice grew stronger and stronger.

Now that it has been bought, it means that the fight is imminent.

Life and death platform, no matter life or death, what kind of cruel and fierce fight is it, even without the chance to escape or even admit defeat?

"Hoo Hoo..."

On the platform of life and death, the white barrier that separates the soul clan from the Terran has not disappeared, but all the monks already know that they are about to start.

So instead of being directed by people, they run mana one after another.

A powerful breath burst out in an instant, bringing out a whirlwind, whistling at the mouth of the cave.

Yi Heng can hear the sound of the whirlwind. He can feel the strong breath from such a distance, but he doesn't avoid it. His eyes are still staring at the white barrier.

The barrier, like the white light, did not waver. Between the two sides, it was attacked by the breath of more than 100 monks, but it was just like the air without any change.

But he knew that the white barrier was not air at all, but just like substance, it really separated the two sides.

Because the breath of the soul monk on the other side of the barrier didn't come over at all.

To be sure, the white barrier was like a hard and transparent wall. Even if the friars wanted to cross the white barrier, it would be difficult.

Can't escape because of the white barrier? He surmised to himself.

After the fight begins, we just need to raise such a white barrier around the platform of life and death to surround all the friars in the platform of life and death. What can more than 100 friars do except kill others desperately?

"I'm afraid I'll lose again this time, but it's worth it to win your smile." The host's voice, as always, was disgusting and frightening."Now that you've bought it, go and fight!"

People's eyes stare straight, and God's consciousness covers the stage of life and death.

The white barrier on the stage of life and death disappeared in an instant, and the two powerful breath of the soul friars and the Terran friars collided in an instant.

In the divine consciousness of all the people, we can only see the place where the white barrier is, which is like the collision of two breath in essence.

The void there seemed to be unable to bear the impact, twisted into a whirlpool and nearly broken.

At this time, there was a deafening dull sound in everyone's ears, and in the divine sense, the soul clan and the Terran friars seemed to be affected by the rebound force, and they couldn't hold their bodies and went upside down.

Yi Heng felt that his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood almost burst out.

Time and space in this fierce confrontation, like has been confused, God see and hear in the ear can not be synchronized, but the heart just know, impact sound and see the scene must happen at the same time.

Such a contradictory feeling made his chest very upset and almost spewed out a mouthful of blood.

But he tried his best to hold back the boredom of his chest, and the divine consciousness covered the whole platform of life and death.

On the stage of life and death, the two sides were hit by the huge rebound force. No matter whether they agreed to attack at the same time or not, they could not be unified at this moment.

The Terran friars were the first to react from the violent shock. They only heard a friar roar: "the soul clan is fragile. Kill quickly, dry for the sky, disease!"

Other friars immediately stabilized their mind, and one after another responded: "shock is thunder, disease!"

"Fire, thunder, disease!"

"Fire, rain, disease!"

"Death storm, disease!"

...

the roar of the Terran friars was instantly covered by dozens of magic sounds, and appeared in the dark deep cave. The gorgeous and terrible magic was displayed fatally.

Yi Heng's eyes are dull and his heart beats wildly.

Even if his divine sense is very strong, suddenly, he is also addicted to this gorgeous magic.

From the beginning of cultivating immortals until now, he certainly knew that there were other magic arts in the world of cultivating immortals besides the eight character formula of Yimen, but he never thought that there would be so many magic arts with the same power.

53. Although the friars of the personal clan are scattered all over the platform of life and death, all their magic skills are aimed at the soul clan.

The soul clan, also scattered on the other half of the stage of life and death, wakes up half a breath late in the fierce rebound just now because of its slightly weak body. When it reacts, it is full of gorgeous magic.

Dry word no trace, shock thunder purple, thermal power hot, wind and snow hit the surface.

Behind the gorgeous magic, with the breath of death.

A piece of seven color magic came quickly and quickly.

At this moment, no matter on or off the stage, no one dares to breathe out loud.

"Soul shield! Disease

"Take the soul and kill it, disease!"

"Soul out of no trace, disease!"

...

the friars of the soul clan also reacted very quickly. They pinched the finger formula with both hands in a hurry. An invisible energy burst out from the center of their eyebrows and formed a variety of shields on their heads.

Just suddenly, where can we be unified?

Some just want to prevent the whistling spell, but some can't help fighting back.

Only a friar with red eyes and angry face roared: "who set up the array? Soul out of the ten thousand scattered, disease

Yi Heng gradually opened his mouth and didn't know it.

His eyes are gorgeous, but he can see them clearly.

After the array was removed and the white barrier disappeared, the breath of monks from both sides suddenly collided, causing more than 100 monks to be scattered.

Such a move, but it is the first time on both sides did not expect, but obviously, this is very beneficial to the Terran friars.

"Boom..."

"Biao Biao..."

The naked eye can't see the soul shield, but it can see the vibration of the space above the head of the soul monk.

When the magic passed forty or fifty feet and was about to land on the head of the soul monk, the sound of the magic roaring came from the ears of all the people.

On the stage of life and death, colorful.

"Boom, bang, click..."

"Pooh, Pooh, brush, ah! ......。”

Yi Heng's eyes immediately close when the spell falls.

But in the divine sense, I still see the blood splashing on the stage of life and death.

is like the spray of blood, which has red the whole space.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! ......。”

Scream sound, followed by blood fog, a piece of broken body flying around.

Hands, arms, legs, pieces of meat, pieces of viscera.

Slow to say, fast to say.

The array can't be removed for more than three breaths. Life and death can be seen on the platform of life and death.

It's just that the blood fog doesn't disperse, and all kinds of magic and soul power energy in the blood fog don't disperse. It's hard to see clearly with the naked eye, and even the divine sense can't see how many soul monks died."Bang! Bang! ......。”

It is obvious that there are many deaths and injuries of the soul friars under the massive magic, but the counterattack before death is also extremely sharp.

There was no attack. There were seven continuous muffled sounds among the human friars. The heads of seven friars exploded instantly. A cloud of blood mist dispersed and headless bodies stood in place.

But between life and death, no one cares.

I heard a friar roar again: "kill with all your strength!"

At this time, there is no need to be reminded. The Terran friars quickly pinch the finger formula, and all the magic skills appear in front of them.

With the movement of mind, the visible magic such as thunder, electricity, fire and rain hit the opposite side in the blood fog at the same time.

This time, everyone's magic will be activated at the same time, and the power will go up again.

The opposite blood fog will not disperse, but once again usher in the appearance of gorgeous, hidden Death Magic.