Start with Blue Silver Grass

Chapter 367
Although Shi Qingxuan, Zhou Zhiruo, and Yaoyue were missing, under the effect of the soul skills of Fu Junmao's three avatars, the "Nine Palaces Sword Formation" was still in place.

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique: Harmony between Heaven and Earth!"*3
With three shouts, nine "Yi Swords" soared into the sky. The black and white sword chess game, which was three points smaller than yesterday's showdown with the 'Warlord Team', occupied the small space where the only four members of the 'Beautiful Team' were. Half of the arena.

In the Tianyuan position of the chess game, Huanwan did not call out the "Double Slash of the Heavenly Demon". Instead, with a shake of her hand, a colorful "Ribbon of the Heavenly Demon" bloomed in the wind, like the true form of Soul Saint's martial spirit, covering the sky above the chess game in an instant. Unleash infinite power of devouring.

With the cooperation of Fu's three sisters, the endless black and white sword energy was completely absorbed into the "Demon Ribbon", and the "Devil Ribbon" that was constantly changing colors was dyed into black and white in the blink of an eye!
As the black and white sword energy continued to be swallowed, the gauze-like "Devil Ribbon" began to change rapidly. Pieces of white sword shapes emerged on the ribbon like scales, and one black one after another. The silk threads bloomed with sharp-edged sword energy and spread, resembling...a dragon body!
Dragon tail, dragon body, dragon claws, dragon horns...

At this moment, the "Devil Ribbon" winding over the heads of the four women of Hanhan looked like a divine dragon with white scales and black mane, ready to move!
Faced with the gorgeous special effects displayed on Huanwan's side, the scene on Alan's side was not inferior.

Starting from where Alan's sword landed, it has spread all over the arena and up and down the arena, and the space of a hundred feet has been rendered into a blue-green grassland. The blue is like the waves of the sea, seeming to fill the world.

"This move is called...Blue Silver...Grass Realm...Advent, right?"

In front of the Pope's Palace, Ning Fengzhi, who had once watched the battle in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena, leaned forward and asked Master Lin through Pope Bibi Dong in the middle.

"Although it looks a bit similar..." Before Lin Yi could reply, Li Qinglian, the avatar sitting on Lin Yi's left hand, stroked her chin and said, "But there is no such majestic vitality, but there is a looming sword energy inside... ..."

As the clone Li Qinglian said, the scene that Alan created with the power of his martial soul was not the blue silver forest formed by the huge blue silver grass that spawned when Lin Yi used this move.

Instead, it is a bush formed by blue silver grass that is two or three feet tall.

"Miss Alan and Master Lin's martial arts are both "Blue Silver Grass". Didn't they collect the vitality of Blue Silver Grass? "Ning Fengzhi, who had collected intelligence about Lin Yi's move, then asked.

"Alan's path is different from mine. Her moves naturally bear her own brand..." Lin Yi looked at the ring below with a smile and responded to Ning Fengzhi casually.

on the ring.

The scene at this moment was reversed from yesterday afternoon.

Although the black and white divine dragon that once stood under the "Nantian Gate" is three-thirds smaller, it hovers in the sky more nimbly, with its head looking down.

Alan, who was being watched by the dragon, had his hands empty and his expression indifferent, looking straight at the sky.

a moment.

"Ang!!!" "Wan! Sword! Return! Zong! - Go!"

Under the sky-shattering dragon chant, Ah Lan pointed at the sword and waved it from bottom to top.

In an instant, the straight blue silver grass on the ground turned into long blue swords, rising into the sky like shooting stars!

Wherever the sword points, the black and white dragon!

“Ding ding ding ding ding————!!!”

Amidst countless jingles, a bright stream of light suddenly shines from the meteor, shooting straight into the nine heavens!

At this moment, not to mention Hanhan and the three sisters of the Fu family in the field, and even everyone outside the field, except for the titled Douluo, no one could see clearly this extremely fast stream of light!

When Hanwen noticed something strange through the "Heaven Demon Ribbon" that formed the black and white divine dragon, she tried to control the black and white divine dragon to dodge, but she could no longer dodge. She was directly hit by the stream of light and passed through her body, nailing her hard. Void.

"hold head high!!!"

The dragon's body was penetrated, and the sword energy in the black and white dragon violently raged uncontrollably, making a roar that sounded like rage.

"Even if I am shaped into a dragon by you, this move of 'Union of Heaven and Earth', apart from the 'way of playing chess', is ultimately based on sword energy..." Alan's eyes were fixed on the three-foot long sword of the black and white dragon. He pulled back and looked at Wenwan, who was pale and had a bit of red at the corner of his mouth.

Before he finished speaking, the three-foot long sword seven inches away from the black and white divine dragon in the sky disappeared, but the eyes of the dragon's head glowed with blue-gold light.

The next moment, the black and white divine dragon in the air between Alan and the four girls of Hanhan moved its body, turned back and opened its huge mouth to bite away.

The target was actually Hanhan and Fu's three concubines!

——An hour later————

"Martial Soul City", which has been bustling for a long time, has rarely fallen into emptiness.

Outside the "Martial Soul City", Ning Fengzhi stood side by side with Chen Xin and Yu Yuanzhen, looking at the city gate that was gradually closing with an inexplicable expression, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

"Fengzhi, it's time to go..."

'Sword Douluo' Chen Xin retracted his gaze towards the city, no longer paying attention to the top of the Pope Mountain protruding from the city wall, and reminded Ning Fengzhi in a low voice.

"Uncle Jian..." Ning Fengzhi did not shy away from Yu Yuanzhen, who was a few steps away, and asked in a low voice: "Did I...do something wrong?"

"Alas——!" Chen Xin let out a long sigh and frowned, "I don't know..."

After all, he, one of the pillars of the [Seven Treasures Glazed Sect], didn't even know what happened.

Just after the competition ended, [Martial Spirit Hall] Pope Bibi Dong, [Business Alliance] leader Lin Yi and a few leaders said a few words, as well as the two parties’ views on [Seven Treasures Glazed Sect] and [Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Family] An inexplicable attitude, with a trace of speculation.

"That's all." Ning Fengzhi shook his head and looked at the taciturn Yu Yuanzhen. Looking at the other person's eyes that were as gloomy as his own, he turned to Chen Xin beside him and said, "Let's go, Uncle Jian, let's go back to the sect. ——”

'Tian Dou, Xing Luo, Feng Jian, Xiang Jia... Humph!Everyone is the same! '

……

Pope Mountain, in front of Douluo Hall.

Looking at the teams dispersing in all directions, Pope Bibi Dong looked at the calm-looking Lin Yi next to him, and lightly opened his red lips:

"Elder Lin, do you want to continue those three battles with me [Martial Spirit Hall]?"

"Naturally!" Lin Yi heard the words, turned his head to meet Bibi Dong's eyes, and replied calmly but firmly.

"Okay~" Bibi Dong looked deeply at the handsome face in front of her and said softly.

……

After a stick of incense, seventy miles outside the "Martial Spirit City", there is a low hill.

Well, the hills had disappeared, and there was only a flat land that was miles wide.

On one side of the flat ground, on a short hill that survived several dozen meters high, Wan Jianyi, Wanwan Xiang, and Puhong stood together, looking down.

Not far away, there was Pope Bibi Dong with two generals, Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo, Ghost Douluo and Ghost Douluo, as well as a red-robed Titled Douluo elder.

On the other hand, Qian Daoliu, who was dressed in gray robes, was alone and in a team.

Flat ground below.

On the left, three figures in green shirts, silver armor, and brown mandarin jackets stand side by side, facing away from the figure in red robes more than ten feet away.

It was Lin Yi's three avatars and the elders of [Wuhundian].

In the middle, a tall and majestic man in a vest twisted his neck and looked at the white-bearded old man in a gold robe and silver embroidery not far away, with a bit of disappointment on his face.

He was still muttering something like, 'What is that you?' ', 'What a pity~', 'Let's just make do~' and other words.

He ignored the white-bearded old man who was blowing his beard and staring, with an unhappy look on his face.

On the right side of the ground, Lin Yi and Alan intertwined their fingers and whispered something, completely ignoring the blazing Spirit Kite Douluo opposite them.

(End of this chapter)