The powerful soul chain tied them up for the second time.

The old ghost of Beiming and the old Taoist Qingyangzi were tied up again before they escaped from the first struggle!

The superposition of the two is not as simple as one plus one equals two!

The powerful force of tying turned into the bodies of both of them.

Even though they were old overlords in the middle stage of Luotian Realm, they were also very uncomfortable under Zhang Xiaohao's two consecutive striking forces.

The terrifying true energy that the two of them had just started to activate was compressed into their bodies again.

It was at this moment.

Zhang Xiaohao mobilized all the Shennong true energy in his body. Relying on the terrifying Dharma body of the Snow God Body, the snow dance he cast was absolutely cold. Snowflakes as big as an adult's palm landed on them, instantly frozen them! This was the 00-3 second.

For ordinary people, in just 0:3 seconds, it may not even lift their arms, and 0:3 seconds have passed.

But for the remaining scattered cultivators, as well as the saint-son and saint-level strong men, this short 0:3 seconds is a natural choice!

A natural choice that depends on victory and defeat!!!

The old ghost of Beiming and the old Taoist Qingyangzi watched the attacks of the powerful cultivators around him, and rushed towards them overwhelmingly. Unfortunately, the two of them could only watch, without even the strength to backhand, and desperately mobilized the true energy in their bodies, trying to break free from the three control skills on their bodies.

But before they could break free.

The overwhelming attack was already bombarded.

Boom boom boom boom...

A series of powerful attacks hit the two of them, smashing their bodies into pieces, and even the ground was razed to the ground, bursting out a huge pit dozens of feet deep.

From this we can see how fierce and terrible this group of casual cultivators took action just now.

Whoosh!!!

At this moment, two storage bags fell from the sky.

Two figures flashed away, quickly holding the two storage bags that fell from the air in their hands.

These two people are none other than Zhang Xiaohao and Ye Xiu Shengzi.

The two of them looked at each other with ten steps, their faces hidden under the mask.

Suddenly.

The remaining casual cultivators and powerful men of the Holy Son and Saint-level women surrounded him quietly.

"Sold the storage bag and leave you two with all the corpses!"

"Hmph! You both dare to occupy the storage bag of the overlord of Luotian Realm, and it's simply seeking death!"

"If you know the truth, hand over the storage bag quickly and save you two of you a life!"

Seeing this scene, the remaining casual cultivators around him said one by one.

Zhang Xiaohao and Ye Xiu's Saint Son were both looking at each other as if they hadn't heard them.

Then, he looked at the Pure World Heavenly Fire in the natural magic array.

"Brother Qingmian, you have great skills! If I guessed correctly, you haven't done your best to take action just now, right?" said Ye Xiu Shengzi, playfully.

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said playfully.

"You have seen these guys too. Even if we hand over the storage bag of the overlord of Luotian Realm, we will have to die! Judging from their appearance, we must join forces and treat us as those two old guys to surround and kill us!" said the Saint Son of Ye Xiu.

"What are your good ideas?" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

"We join forces to kill them all! Then, with their own means, we will compete for the Pure World Heavenly Fire in the natural magic circle! Brother Qingface, what do you think?" said the Saint Son Ye Xiu.

"It's not impossible to join forces with you. You have to show your ability to let me look up to you!" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged playfully.

"Since Brother Qingmiao, I want to test my strength, Brother Qingmiao is optimistic! See if I, Saint Son Ye Xiu, have any chance to cooperate with Brother Qingmiao." Saint Son Ye Xiu said seriously.

boom!!!

With a step, the huge momentum of the late stage of the Wheel Palace realm exploded from the body instantly.

Turn your right hand and take out two black and white weapons.

The left hand was holding a white sword, a hint of cold air emanating from the white sword, and the right hand was holding a black spear, a terrifying solemn aura emanating from the black spear.

"Brother Qingmian is ready!!!" said the Saint Son Ye Xiu.

One foot is on the ground, the white sword and the black spear dance at the same time, like a black and white yin and yang fish.

"Thirteen stances of killing the sky!" The Saint Son of Ye Xiu roared.

The powerful killing aura emanates from the Yin-Yang fish transformed by the white sword and the black spear.

A roll of his body, a powerful force of five feet large burst out from the two weapons in his hand, directly surrounding dozens of casual cultivators, including several powerful men of the Holy Son and Saint-level, and bombarded them with domineering force.

"Die it all for me!!!" Saint Son Ye Xiu growled.

A pair of weapons in his hand was waving more densely, and the black and white Yin and Yang fish turned even more violently and fiercely, suppressing the dozens of scattered cultivators around him.

"Hmph! Ye Xiu, this saint admits that you are very strong. Among all the saint-son and saint-level characters, your strength will definitely be among the top three! But this is not a single fight, this is a group fight! We are nearly two hundred people, and you two are fighting together! Let's go together and kill them!"

"Hmph! What a shitty holy son, if I kill you, I will be like trash like you!"

"My son Ye Xiu, let me die!!!"

I saw dozens of casual cultivators around me roaring one by one, rushing towards the Saint Son Ye Xiu with murderous intent.

For a moment, a terrifying attack covered the sky and killed the Holy Son of Ye Xiu.

Boom boom boom!!!

I saw that the Holy Son Ye Xiu had no fear at all. The black and white Yin and Yang fish directly took all the overwhelming attacks, and powerful waves of air burst out from the battle between the two sides and rushed quickly in all directions.

I saw the Saint Son Ye Xiu and the dozens of scattered cultivators opposite, as well as the Saint Son and Saint-level figures, their bodies shook and they suddenly retreated to the back.

The Saint Son Ye Xiu took three steps in a row before he stopped.

There was a flush on his face. It seemed that the collision just now was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"You are very good! You can actually block my Saint Son Ye Xiu's top-grade martial arts skills of the Heaven-killing Thirteen stances!" Saint Son Ye Xiu said with a sneer.

After saying that, regardless of the reactions of the group of casual cultivators on the opposite side, he looked at Zhang Xiaohao directly.

"Brother Qingmian, do you think this answer?" said the Holy Son Ye Xiu.

"One person is half!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
Chapter completed!