"Master of the temple!"
Seeing that the Lord of God's heaven hall directly responds, Zhang Shenwu and others are anxious to turn around.
What's more, there is nothing they can do.
Faced with such a situation, they can do too little.
"Elder, go up!"
From broken Kun mouth corner smile, eyes are full of complacent said.
"Yes, Lord!"
The man named wuzihe walked out of his seat and went straight to the arena.
There were countless eyes around him.
It was an old man in a black robe and long hair.
The old man's hair is black and white at the same time. His skin is like a withered tree. His eyes are sunken, but his eyes are shining with a strange light.
He went straight to the stage and stood on the edge of the ring, but he said with a straight eye: "elder Yun, you should go down!"
Even green leaves heard the sound, his face suddenly changed.
He glanced at the Wuzi River, snorted coldly, and turned and went down to the challenge arena.
When passing by the white night, Yun Qingye lowered his voice and said, "boy, next... You should be good at yourself!"
"Well."
White night nods gently.
Yun Qingye took a deep look at him, and he probably could not have imagined that the ghost of Wuwu hall, which once disgusted the elders of Shentian temple, would become the Savior of Shentian temple...
it's hard to predict the world.
Yun Qingye sighed, turned and jumped off the challenge arena.
The Wuzi river went straight forward and said in a deep voice, "it's time to seal your soul."
The white night nods and starts all the spirits of heaven.
Wu Zihe glanced at Bai Ye's chest, whirled and yelled: "disciple Bai Ye has ten Heavenly spirits!"
Countless eyes in all directions looked at the chest of the white night at once.
Wu Zihe stared at the white night and said coldly, "well, which heavenly soul do you want to leave behind?"
"This one."
White night points to the most dim light on the edge of the sky soul road.
"Well?"
Wuzihe had some accidents.
He thought that white night would leave the center of the image, which was like a gluttonous spirit. After all, the sky soul had the worst light and the most strong breath. He never thought that the white night would choose to leave such a dark spirit.
What kind of spirit is this?
Wu Zihe gazed at the pattern carefully.
It's like a black dragon. The spirit of the dragon type is not the only one in jiuchongtian, and there are a certain number of them. Although the power of each dragon type is very good, most of wuzihe has seen it.
Only this... He has never heard of it...
just, forget about it. It's just a spirit of heaven. Even if the soul is powerful this day, what can it do?
Wu Zihe shook his head in secret, then raised his hand, closed his eyes and read the pithy formula.
With the birth of Wuzi Hekou Jue, we can see the strange energy released by his palm.
This energy, like ripples, directly envelops the body of the white night.
Then I saw the light on his chest darkened one by one, until it disappeared, leaving only the soul of heaven on the edge.
"Seal finished!"
Wu Zihe opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "disciple white night, you should bear in mind that if you force these seals in the competition, or use" disciple in! "
In the crowd, the disciple who called Zhang qulai was particularly excited. He immediately rushed out of the crowd, clasped his fist and worshipped him.
"Take off this son's head for me!" Li Po Kun's eyes narrowed and his way was grim.
"The disciple must fulfill his mission!"
The disciple, who called Zhang qulai, cried out with joy, and immediately jumped onto the arena and drew his sword.
God Temple people breathe suddenly a tight.
But those disciples were disappointed, and they secretly called this chapter to come.
"Please be ready, ladies and gentlemen." Wu Zihe said coldly.
"White night, if you can't fight, you must surrender!"
On this side of the temple of God, the ice cloud and smoke cried out.
"Brother Bai, come on
"If you are defeated, please retreat!"
The rest of the disciples also cheered on, or urged.
White night did not say a word, a hand to help from the Huang sword handle, so quietly standing.
"I'm sorry, white night. I'll take your head! Although we won't win, I don't care so much about this situation! " The disciple who called Zhang to come said with a smile.
"Well." The white night answered softly and did not speak much.
Seeing the other party's attitude of love and indifference, Zhang qulai frowned and hummed: "do you still act when you die? I'll see how you beg for mercy later
The white night glanced at him and did not speak.
"Both of you are ready. Now I declare that the game is on At this time, Wuzi river had a big drink.As soon as the voice came out, Zhang went to kill him with his sword.
He concentrated all his soul and Qi on his long sword, and he was like the God of war.
The void trembles.
The boundary of the challenge arena trembles slightly.
The momentum of terror is unstoppable!
The world turns pale.
Zhang came here to oppress the white night with spirit!
In such a violent spirit, we can only use the white night of a heavenly soul to fight against it?
General situation?
No way! The general trend also comes from the soul power!
Countless people were terrified and cried out in secret.
"Go to hell!" Zhang came to laugh and fell with his sword.
But...
the white night over there doesn't inspire the spirit of heaven.
He didn't even dodge. He just looked at the sword.
"What is he going to do?"
Someone breathed out.
No one can answer him.
It was not until the sword that came from that chapter was heavily stabbed in the chest of the white night that people understood why the white night did not move.
Because...
Dang!
A clear sound came out, shaking everyone's heart.
Just look at Zhang's fierce and extraordinary sword... Now it's against the chest of the white night, and the sword's tip is not half the flesh of the white night.
"What?"
Zhang is going to be stupid.
"Even if I don't use the spirit of heaven, you can't break my body. Why should I be afraid of you?"
White night raised his head and said without expression. His eyes were filled with ferocity.
Zhang went to be shocked, and the man drew his sword and retreated.
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