A huge golden energy erupted from Yuantong's mouth, forming a golden storm and impacting Moran's body.
Moran screamed, his body was instantly knocked out, and then he fell on the ring.
"Oops, Miss Mo suffered a loss."
"This is the lion's roar of Buddhism... Yuantong is worthy of being an eminent monk of Longxiang Temple..."
The people on the podium immediately shouted.
Mo Tian didn't say anything, but his brows furrowed unconsciously.
"when!"
Moran stabbed the halberd in his hand into the ground, stabilizing his body as he kept sliding backwards.
"It's good, it's good...is the female donor okay?"
Yuantong knocked Moran away with a lion's roar, then stood there again, clasping his hands together, and asked slowly.
In the battle with Moran, Yuantong really showed his true strength.
Liu Yi couldn't help but sweat for Molan down there.
Moran's strength is about thirteen stars... one star weaker than Yuantong. The gap is not a small number... Moran probably can't win this competition.
"You, the great monk, are really powerful."
Moran stood up again holding her big halberd. Not only did she not look discouraged, but she had an excited smile on her pretty face.
"Not bad...a good opponent. Come on, continue!"
As she said this, layers of black lightning arcs suddenly appeared on her body and continued to swim around her body.
And Moran's long hair was flying slightly, and the originally black waterfall-like hair turned red in the blink of an eye!
"This, this is..."
Seeing this scene, Mo Tian couldn't help but be a little shocked.
"She actually learned this technique... Sigh... It would have been better if Lan'er hadn't been born a girl..."
Moran didn't notice her father's regret, she had already entered a fighting state.
"Second level Fudo Myoto... open!"
As Mo Lan screamed, black lightning suddenly exploded from her body.
"What a strong smell..."
Yuantong couldn't help but said, "I didn't expect the female donor to have such a method... Amitabha..."
I'm the best!
Liu Yi looked at Mo Lan on the ring and couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. Is this girl crazy?
His strength actually improved by leaps and bounds, going from thirteen stars to the peak state of fourteen stars!
This girl really has a hidden agenda! No wonder she is clamoring for a war with herself... So what, Yuantong, come on and defeat her!
This girl is so dangerous!
"bring it on!"
After Moran opened the second level of the Immovable King's body, his strength doubled.
Her figure suddenly flashed, disappeared directly on the spot, and then appeared in front of Yuantong in the blink of an eye, stabbing Yuantong's shoulder with the Fangtian Painted Halberd in her hand.
"Roar!"
Seeing the move, Yuantong hurriedly fired another lion's roar, preparing to hit Moran again.
The corners of Molan's mouth turned up, and he raised the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Yuantong's lion roar was directly knocked away by Moran's big halberd!
"Nani?"
The monk didn't know if he had watched too much, so he burst out in island Mandarin.
This monk has no moral integrity... Liu Yi couldn't help but cover his forehead. His holy appearance just now was revealed in the blink of an eye... This monk must have secretly watched Teacher Cang's film... He was embarrassed by the monk's face.
It’s all light…
"Snapped!"
After Moran's halberd knocked off the lion's roar, he flew up and kicked Yuantong directly. He immediately kicked Yuantong flying out and fell to the side of the ring.
Moran continued to dodge and appeared in front of Yuantong, knocking down the big halberd in his hand.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
This Mo Lan was like a woman trying her best to kill a cockroach. She hit the big halberd in her hand crazily, causing golden light to burst out from Yuantong's body.
If Yuantong hadn't been protected by Buddha's light... he would have been reduced to rubble long ago.
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Liu Yi didn't even dare to look directly at Mo Lan, a good guy, a violent woman...
"Oh hehehe..."
While smashing the euphorbia, Moran laughed strangely. Hey, hey, do you want this? You are a beauty, okay?
Liu Yi really wanted to go up and wake up Mo Lan, but he was afraid of being beaten. Who dares to offend this crazy woman now...
"Poor monk, poor monk admit defeat..."
Yuantong weakly stretched out a hand and shouted.
"Huh? Didn't you say you never admit defeat?"
Moran stopped the euphorbia in mid-air, tilted his head slightly and looked at Yuantong on the ground.
"Everything...has a first time...right...Amitabha..."
"cut."
Moran withdrew his Fangtian Painted Halberd and took a few steps back.
Mo Tian was stunned for a few minutes before he remembered his mission, so he raised his hand and announced.
"The winner of this competition is Mo Lan from Immortal Snow Peak..."
Moran raised his Fangtian painted halberd high to indicate his victory.
This is a woman who absolutely cannot be messed with...
Liu Yi said to himself in his heart... However, it seems that he stole her treasured painting of how to take off clothes...
It's over...Liu Yi suddenly felt that his future was bleak...
"The next one is you!"
Moran stood on top of the ring, amidst the cheers of a group of spectators, and pointed the eucalyptus at Liu Yi below.
"Get ready!"
Ci'ao...this girl really came here for him.
"Ask yourself for blessings... Amitabha..."
Yuantong came down from the ring in disgrace and said to Liu Yi.
"Please sister... we are friends after all. Is there any way you can help me?"
Liu Yi asked quickly.
"Amitabha... Donor Liu and the poor monk are also destined..."
Yuantong thought for a while, "There is something that can help the donor..."
"Oh? What? Take it out and see!"
"There are some amulets here. If you want to donate a few, they cost ten yuan each. They are definitely cheap."
Yuantong said, taking out a lot of small red charms.
"Damn! Are you still selling charms?"
"Let's do some small business... Monks also need to eat, right... And these charms are absolutely effective. They can dispel evil and avoid disasters. They are worth the money..."
"Go to hell..."
Liu Yi shouldn't believe this dishonest Hua Monk!
The image of the monk has been ruined by him! I can’t understand why Longxiang Temple sent such a guy!
"Amitabha...Donor Liu, the appearance of the body is just an appearance."
Yuantong suddenly became serious, clasped his hands together, and said seriously, "Practitioners must not be deceived by mere appearances, and must not be obsessed with appearances..."
"that's right……"
Liu Yi felt guilty after being told by Yuantong, "It's true that I'm in love..."
"Of course...it's better to buy a charm to get rid of the inner demons in your heart..."
"Depend on!"
In the next two competitions, Gao Feng and Gu Yu won respectively. In this way, all the top four were competed.
Liu Yi, Mo Lan, Gao Feng, Gu Yu, this is the lineup of the top four!
When Liu Yi left the venue, he saw Ai Ling sitting in the audience.
She looked at herself with a strange expression. There was some hesitation and some expectation in her eyes.
Liu Yi...you can liberate Ai Ling.
Liu Yi said to himself in his heart, and then left the competition ground.
"Damn it, I actually lost, I actually lost to that guy..."
In this competition, some people are happy and some are worried.
At this time, in a garden of Tianxia Villa, Li Heqiang was kneeling on the ground like crazy, banging the ground continuously, his eyes full of hatred and unwillingness.
He originally wanted to rely on the Demon King to compete for the first place in the world...but he didn't expect that he would lose to Liu Yi of the Yangxian Palace!
You've obviously got the Demon King, why would you still lose?
"Aren't you willing to give in?"
And at this moment, a hoarse voice rang in his ear.
Hearing this sound, Li Heqiang immediately raised his head and looked around for the source of the sound.
"Who, who's there?"
But the sight in front of him had turned into a thick mist, hiding everything, so that Li Heqiang couldn't find any figure at all, and he couldn't even figure out the direction.
"Who is it! Damn it! Where is this!"
Li Heqiang felt as if he was lost in some formation.
"Haha...I am the one who can help you..."
The voice said slowly, "You have great potential. Your loss to Liu Yi was just an accident."
"What did you say? Who are you?"
"I told you, I'm here to help you."
A figure slowly walked out of the fog.
"Go to hell!"
Li Heqiang immediately tried to summon his own demon king, but found that the demon king seemed to be dead and did not respond to his summons at all.
"Haha... Your demon king has long since lost his soul to Liu Yi. You are nothing but a waste now."
The figure couldn't help but laugh.
"Why, how could this happen..."
Li Heqiang couldn't help but knelt on the ground again, with cold sweat on his forehead.
Without the Demon King, he is just a useless person...
"But don't worry, if you meet me, I will help you and make you the most powerful spiritual caller."
"You, are you willing to help me?"
Li Heqiang looked at the figure in front of him and felt that he was extremely mysterious and terrifying.
"Of course, I can make you the strongest Dragon Summoner."
"Dragon, Dragon Summon?"
Li Heqiang was shocked, "Really? Can I become Long Zhao?"
"Of course, as long as I give you the power, you can become a Dragon Summon. However, after becoming a Dragon Summon, you no longer belong to Linglong Sect, and you must do things for me."
"What do you want me to do?"
As long as you have the strength, you can do whatever you want!
"There's only one thing I want you to do."
"What?"
"Ruined Liu Yi..."
"Ah sneeze..."
Liu Yi was sitting in the room and suddenly sneezed loudly.
"Which beautiful woman misses me again..."
He rubbed his nose and said.
"Master, did you summon us here just to talk about other beauties?"
Xuefen looked at her master dumbfounded.
"Ah, of course not... I just wanted to ask you if there is a spell that can turn souls into servants..."
Liu Yi originally wanted to ask Ma Hua for advice, but after sending another person to ask, Ma Hua's answer was that there was no way. Without a physical body, just leaving the soul has no meaning.
So Liu Yi thought about it. Regarding soul matters, it seems that Xuefen, as the messenger of hell, is more proficient in it!
He told Xuefen his thoughts and waited for Xuefen's reply.
"Oh, there's nothing we can do about this kind of thing."
Xuefen's answer immediately made Liu Yi feel happy.