In the field, Young Master Yin Luo and Lu Wuya finally fought together.

They are all strong people among their peers and also know the strength of each other, so they did not keep their hands as soon as they took action.

As soon as the Young Master Yin Luo made a move, a thick black mist was shrouded from his body.

He stretched out a finger and pointed it lightly at the place where Lu Wuya was.

Widths of black mist appeared on the fingertips, and with a puff, it directly pierced Lu Wuya's defensive magic.

"You have this little skill?" Young Master Yin Luo laughed.

As soon as he made a move, he used the killer weapon of Yinluo Sect.

This point of view does not hurt the human body, but rather stabs the other person's soul.

If a person with a slightly weaker soul power will be directly exposed.

On the surface, it may seem intact, but it is motionless, like a puppet who has lost its soul.

Lu Wuya snorted coldly, visualizing the joyful demon in the sea of ​​consciousness, and a huge phantom stood in the sky.

As soon as the young master Yin Luo touched the shadow of the demon god, he immediately encountered obstacles and could not enter at all.

Immediately, Lu Wuya waved his sleeves and his powerful force instantly shocked the two of them.

Bang!

The two of them slid back several steps at the same time, and they were the first to meet, and they actually met their opponents.

"Come again!" Young Master Yinluo smiled in dismay and summoned a skeleton statue several feet high, and instantly fought with Lu Wuya.

The battle between the two young powerful men actually caused the entire stone platform to shake violently.

A strong storm rolled around, and some people who could not dodge were directly affected into the storm. They didn't even scream, and instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.

The two of them fought in a melee, but their subordinates were not idle either.

Those entourages of the Yinluo Sect were even more vicious. If they encountered people who resisted, they would not only destroy their bodies, but also peel off their souls.

These Yinluo Sect monks held a long lamp in their hands. Once their souls were pulled out, they immediately recited mantras in their mouths.

Suddenly, countless scattered souls around were sucked in by the long lamp.

The dead monk had his soul captured by the Yinluo Sect, and he was not even qualified to jump into the five elements to reincarnate.

Some people who were still watching suddenly felt creepy.

"I surrender!"

"Send me out, I abstain from it!"

For a time, many people on the field gave up the quota for the Tongtian Competition and fled directly.

As soon as the people of Yinluo Sect took action, Wu Xunyan and Song Han felt a little scared.

They originally planned to hold Yan Jin's thigh, but who knew that Yan Jin had a heavenly guided order, and he didn't care about them.

Song Han gritted his teeth and led a group of disciples to the back of the female disciples in Baihe Mountain.

As for Wu Xunyan, it was the most embarrassing.

She was driven out of Baihe Mountain, but now she is looking for Baihe Mountain as shelter. This is really a great irony.

"As long as I can survive the Tongtian Competition, I have nothing to do with Baiheshan. When the sky is high, the birds can fly, and I will have a good relationship with Senior Brother Yan Jin. Don't cry and beg me!"

Wu Xunyan's heart was full of resentment.

Those group of Yinluo Sect cultivators, no matter whether you are Lingxiao Sect or not.

Seeing that there was still a group of people not leaving, the group of Yinluo Sect monks in black robe rushed over immediately.

"roll!"

Bai Suqing swung the whisk in his hand, and a white magic power flew out, knocking out several black-robed monks who rushed in front of him directly.
Chapter completed!