God Ring Howl

The eight light spots locked onto the heroic figure and his seven avatars respectively, as if they were spiritual, and shot away.

During the extremely short distance, the eight light spots became larger and solidified like lightning.

It turned out to be eight god rings separated from the thirteenth floor altar.

Zhao Xiang's soul altar uses the god ring as the core to construct the first layer, and each of the remaining layers is ring-shaped.

With the improvement of Zhao Xiang's cultivation base and realm, especially the condensed Eye of Destiny, the thirteen-story Five Elements Altar has also undergone tremendous changes.

Not only the power of the core god ring is bullish, but the power of the entire altar is also greatly improved, almost to a level of terror.

The entire altar can be divided and combined at will, and the combination is an altar, and the division is a god ring.

And each layer can display the supernatural powers of the core divine ring.

Just because Zhao Xiangxiu was sealed, the twelve divine rings can only exert [-] to [-]% of the performance of the core divine rings.

The eight divine rings arrived at the top of the heroic man besieging Zhao Xiang almost at the same time, and landed on his neck.

The moment it fell on the neck.

The divine ring quickly emits different lights such as cold blue, silver white, emerald green, fiery red, and purple red.

They respectively cage the main body of the heroic man and his avatar, no matter how they break free, they cannot get out of it.

Just when the eight heroic men tried their best to break free from the powerful confinement of the divine ring, and the divine ring was flickering.

The eight strands of black soul spirit that Zhao Xiang flicked with his right hand penetrated into the divine ring respectively.

The spirit of soul-eating spirit and the divine ring that imprisoned the body caused the body of the heroic man and his avatar, who were already deeply injured, to collapse in an instant, and his soul almost flew away.

When the body is crushed and the soul is in agony.

Ying Ting seems to realize that he is about to embark on the road to hell.

Taking advantage of the sliver of sobriety he still retained, he gritted his teeth and let out a terrifying roar.

"Zhao Xiang, you are sinister and vicious. You use the most vicious and cruel methods in the world to devour my soul and eat my soul. I will die with you,"

He forgot all kinds of worries, and adopted the method of self-immolation of the primordial spirit, and gained eight times his own strength.

After breaking away from the God Ring imprisoned by Zhao Xiang in one fell swoop, he used the most vicious method to launch a suicide attack on Zhao Xiang.

For a moment, the Xuanzong Great Hall was thunderous, strong lights flickered, and colorful rays of light like clouds and fog spread layer upon layer.

The colorful rays of light disappeared, leaving only two people in the hall.

Zhao Xiang wiped away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with his hands, and looked coldly at the fat man who was in shock and grief.

The obese man in Chinese clothes stared at Zhao Xiang angrily without saying a word. While waving the ink pen, he painted the finishing touch. A grinning tiger was lifelike, and suddenly it seemed to come alive. It opened its fierce eyes and roared towards Zhao Xiang. .

With a sneer, Zhao Xiang stretched out his right hand and slashed forward, two multi-colored thunderbolts shot wildly at the tiger's huge mouth.

The five-colored god thunder exploded inside the tiger drawn by the obese costumer with a Chinese ink brush.

After a shocking howl, the tiger collapsed and vanished into thin air.

The fat and well-dressed man flashed rapidly, narrowly dodging Zhao Xiang's finger waving at him.

With hatred and resentment in his eyes, the man in the costume stared at Zhao Xiang and gritted his teeth: "You are vicious enough, I admire you so much,"

"Admiration, hey, if it's you," Zhao Xiang retorted with a big laugh, "It's only going to be several times better than me. Could there be any difference?"

With a cold snort, the obese man in fancy clothes wished he could kill Zhao Xiang at once.

"At least I won't use vicious and vicious means to devour soul and soul,"

Zhao Xiang closed his smile and said coldly and gloomyly.

"It's still the same sentence, if it's you, wouldn't it be the same?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you also know that today either you die or I die, hurry up and suffer death, die early and ascend to heaven sooner,"

"Slow down, Zhao Xiang, there is no need to mention the past, we will continue our battle," the fat man in Chinese clothes hurriedly stopped Zhao Xiang, and said indifferently and sharply, "Now there are only you and me left here, so I want to fight with you." Make a bet, do you dare, "

Zhao Xiang sneered, looked at the fat man meaningfully, and said grimly.

"Hey, it's a very good aggressive method. Do you want to bet? What kind of bet are you betting on? Just say it."

"The bet is extremely simple, one move determines the outcome," the fat man said hoarsely, "If you win, my life is yours. If I win, I will take what you order. How about it?"

Zhao Xiang stared at the obese man with flickering eyes, and his heart became more and more strange.

If he really had such a powerful move before, why not use it, he has to wait until he is dying to use it.

Could it be that there is fraud in it, and there is another mystery, or is he deliberately delaying time in this way to wait for help.

Still, still secretly laying out some kind of trap, and then...

"I can agree to your bet, but," Zhao Xiang was thinking non-stop in his heart, and replied coldly, "You have to answer a few questions for me first."

The obese man nodded with a slightly unwilling expression, the fat on his chin dangling: "Okay, let's ask,"

Zhao Xiang looked at the fat man, and asked in a concentrated voice, "Who sent you?"

The obese man in Chinese clothes replied with a cold look in his eyes.

"It's hard to say, even if I know, I can't tell you,"

"What's more, I have never met the person who gave orders to our Yunni three friends,"

Zhao Xiang thought for a moment, then asked immediately.

"Second question, what's so strange about this Xuanzong hall, is it a fairy weapon or a divine weapon?"

The obese man turned pale with fright, his expression fluctuated, and he did not answer in astonishment, asking instead: "What about you, how did you know?"

The next moment, the obese man covered his mouth with his right hand, as if he regretted falling into Zhao Xiang's trap.

Taking advantage of the astonishment of the obese man, Zhao Xiang continued to ask.

"The third question, why did you choose to bet with me at this time, not at other times?"

The obese man in fine clothes squinted his eyes and smiled, his face was cloudy and cloudy in the blink of an eye, and he said after a while.

"Other times, hehehe, it's not that I don't want to, it's just that the time hasn't come yet,,"

Zhao Xiang was taken aback for a moment, and asked in a deep voice, frowning slightly.

"What time is it? Since you are so determined, can you tell me a thing or two first?"

"No, but before you die, hehe, you will know the whole truth," the fat man in Chinese clothes replied indifferently.

Zhao Xiang didn't ask any more questions, just nodded his head, and a life-and-death decisive battle kicked off like this.

This time, because they wanted to decide the winner with one move to separate life and death, both of them had quite serious expressions.

They are cautious and highly focused.

In Xuanzong's main hall, Zhao Xiang and the fat man in fine clothes were five feet apart, looking at each other coldly.

Numerous invisible but tangible pressures wandered around, with bloody winds floating and flashing swords and swords.

The surroundings were quiet, and the extremely weak breathing of the two of them was so clearly audible.

The whistling wind suddenly came from outside, adding a bit of mystery and terror to the hall.

Zhao Xiang brakes with stillness, and he has a sense of victory against the fat and well-dressed people.

Zhao Xiang is happy to wait and see this situation that is sure to win.

He just wants to see what the obese people rely on to win against themselves, and it's just that trick.

From Zhao Xiang's staring eyes, the obese man could already see Zhao Xiang's psychology.

He smiled secretly, and said in his heart, arrogant boy, this is what I want.

If you are still complacent when you are about to die, it is time for you to cry for your father and mother.

Seizing the opportunity he had finally created, the fat and gorgeous suitor quickly launched an action.

For him, the so-called bet is actually a good bait to attract Zhao Xiang's attention.

What he wants is enough time to cast his strongest spell.

The reason why he didn't use it before was because he didn't know much about Zhao Xiang, but now is the right time.

In a sense, the dead second and third brothers are also bait, but they don't know it.

The fundamental purpose of the obese and gorgeous clothes to form Yunni Sanyou with them.

It is for myself to be able to perform the following move that determines life and death, victory or defeat, success or failure.

Originally, there was no need for the second and third younger brothers to sacrifice, but Zhao Xiang's supernatural powers are too strong, his reaction is too sensitive, and his mind is like a fox. As a last resort, the obese and beautiful clothes can only make them the abandoned children in the operation to kill Zhao Xiang ,