In the field, Young Master Yin Luo and Lu Wuya finally fought together.
They are both strong men of their generation, and they also know each other's strength, so they never hold back once they make a move.
As soon as Young Master Yin Luo took action, a thick black fog enveloped him.
He stretched out a finger and touched the place where Lu Wuya was.
Wisps of black mist appeared on the fingertips, and with a pop, Lu Wuya's defensive magic power was directly pierced.
"That's all you have?" Young Master Yin Luo laughed repeatedly.
As soon as he took action, he used the Yin Luo Sect's trump card.
This pointer does not hurt the person's body, but directly penetrates the opponent's soul.
If the soul power of a person is slightly weaker, the soul will be directly pierced.
It may look intact on the surface, but it is motionless, like a puppet that has lost its soul.
Lu Wuya snorted coldly and visualized the Demon God of Joy in the sea of consciousness, a huge phantom standing in the sky.
As soon as Young Master Yin Luo's finger touched the Demon God's phantom, he immediately encountered an obstacle and could not enter at all.
Immediately, Lu Wuya waved his sleeve, and the powerful force instantly shook the two of them away.
boom!
The two of them skated backwards for a few steps at the same time. The first time they faced each other, they actually met their opponents.
"Come again!" Young Master Yin Luo smiled eerily, and also summoned a giant skeleton several feet high, and fought with Lu Wuya instantly.
The battle between the two young powerful men actually caused the entire stone platform to begin to shake violently.
A strong storm rolled up around them, and some people who couldn't dodge were directly swept into the storm. They didn't even scream, and instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.
The two were fighting in a melee, but their men were not idle either.
Those followers of Yin Luo Sect were even more vicious in their attacks. If they met those who resisted, they would not only destroy their physical bodies, but even separate their souls.
These Yinluo Sect monks hold long lamps, and once a soul is pulled out, they immediately recite incantations in their mouths.
Suddenly, countless souls scattered around were sucked in by the long lamp.
The souls of the dead monks were captured by the Yinluo Sect, and they were not even qualified to jump into the Five Elements and be reincarnated again.
Some people who were still watching suddenly felt horrified.
"I surrender!"
"Send me out, I give up!"
For a time, many people on the field gave up on competing for a spot in the Tongtian Competition and fled directly.
As soon as the people from the Yinluo Sect made a move, Wu Xunyan and Song Han felt a sense of fear.
They originally planned to hug Yan Jin's lap, but who knew that Yan Jin himself had the heaven to receive the decree and ignored them.
Song Han gritted his teeth, led a group of disciples, and ran dejectedly behind the female disciples of Baihe Mountain.
As for Wu Xunyan, he was the most embarrassed.
She was originally driven out of Baihe Mountain, but now she seeks refuge in Baihe Mountain. This is really a great irony.
"As long as I can survive the Tongtian Competition, I will have nothing to do with Baihe Mountain. When the time comes, the sky is high and birds can fly. I have established a good relationship with Senior Brother Yan Jin. Don't they cry and beg me!"
Wu Xunyan's heart was full of resentment.
Those Yinluo Sect monks don't care whether you are Lingxiao Sect or not.
Seeing that there was still a group of people here who had not left, this group of Yinluo Sect monks in black robes immediately rushed over.
"roll!"
Bai Suqing flicked the whisk in her hand, and a white mana flew out, knocking away several black-robed monks rushing in front.