Winners in Life Starting from Douluo Continent

"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Zhiyang has already made arrangements, so Long is relieved."

When Long Han heard this, the uneasiness in his heart dissipated a lot, and he nodded calmly.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just when Long Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the ten men in black robes who entered the magic circle had a sudden change. Their bodies suddenly inflated like balloons, and then burst open.

The flesh and blood that exploded from the black-robed man instantly dyed the surrounding magic circle shield red, forming a huge blood-red flesh ball.

The ten mages who were in charge of the formation flew back to the mage army camp without looking back, and the ten alchemy monks whose expressions changed dramatically immediately lifted the shield of the formation.

It's just that when the protective shield around the magic circle was removed, those red meat balls were still condensed in the magic circle, and the ten Nascent Soul Stage monsters who participated in the gambling battle were obviously trapped in it.

Compared with Master Zhiyang and the others who had an ugly face, the three great masters of the Mulan tribe couldn't help but show sinister smiles.

"Sect Master Fang, is this blood mask really as powerful as the noble sect said? It can trap monks at the Nascent Soul stage for half a day."

The black-robed man sneered and said, "Don't worry! This blood mask is one of the six secret techniques of our sect. Not only do you need to sacrifice ten blood corpses that have been kept in captivity for a hundred years, but even monks in the late Yuanying period want to break the mask at least for a while. Right now, I don't think the three divine masters will give them a chance, right?"

"Of course not! Without these ten monks in the mid-stage Nascent Soul, the strength of Tiannan monks will inevitably be greatly reduced. Half a day's work is enough to determine the outcome of this battle."

"Sure enough!"

Seeing this, the three major monks in Tiannan also understood the real intention of the Mulan people.

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Master Zhiyang hurriedly sent a sound transmission to Xiang Yu: "Fellow Daoist Xiang, we will find a way to entangle the spiritual master of the Mulan people, and the ten trapped fellow daoists will ask you and fellow daoist soul to rescue them."

Xiang Yu nodded slightly and said: "Don't worry, everyone, I will leave this matter to me and Hun'er."

"I have heard for a long time that Master Mulan possesses unfathomable spiritual powers. Yi and the other three want to learn about it. I wonder how many masters dare to come out to fight?!"

A gleam of coldness flashed in the eyes of Old Demon Hehuan, and his whole body shot up into the sky, shouting like a thunderbolt and pressing down on the army of mages, making many low-level mages jump with fear.

"Rumble..."

Seeing this, Master Zhiyang and Wei Wuya turned into two rays of light and soared into the sky at the same time, standing out of thin air beside Old Demon Hehuan, three mountains of coercion crushed towards the army of magicians at the same time.

Although Master Zhiyang and the others knew that the Mulan people would definitely play tricks in the gambling battle, after being put together by the Mulan people, they felt very uncomfortable after all, and they had to have a big fight to vent their anger in their hearts.

Sensing Master Zhiyang's undisguised fighting spirit, the skinny old man frowned slightly and said, "It is inevitable to fight against the three great cultivators of Tiannan, but this old man is still in charge of presiding over the battle formation, and I have to trouble you." Fang Zongzhu made a move.

Zhu has long heard that Zhu Zongzhu's "Tiansha True Demon Art" has reached the level of Dacheng, and he can even use the true demon energy of Tiansha True Demon to possess himself. Presumably it should not be a problem to restrain a great monk. "

"Don't worry, since we have made an agreement with you, my suzerain will naturally make a move. I just want to see the supernatural power of Tiannan's number one demon cultivator?"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the black-robed man, and a cloud of black mist rose into the sky, and he rushed towards the old devil Hehuan on his own initiative.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar and the short divine master turned into two ray of light and soared into the sky, rushing towards Master Zhiyang and Wei Wuya respectively.

"Boom boom boom..."

In order to prevent the aftermath of the battle from affecting the low-level monks, the six monks tacitly flew into the sky thousands of meters into the air and fought fiercely. The clouds in the sky with a radius of tens of miles were directly blown away by the aftermath of the battle.

At the moment when the six monks fought, the army of magicians and the army of monks also began to clash with each other. Countless spells, spiritual spells, magic weapons and magic weapons flew around, and hundreds of monks and magicians fell in a few breaths.

"Sizzling! Sizzling! Sizzling..."

Taking advantage of the fierce battle between the armies of the two sides, Xiang Yu waved the wings of the sky peng, turned into a thunder light and rushed to the vicinity of the blood cover with a few flashes.

"Not good! He is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, call the Great Master quickly!"

The expressions of more than a dozen alchemy priests who were fighting near the blood cover suddenly changed dramatically when they sensed the unfathomable aura of Xiang Yu.

"Noisy!"

Before the alchemy monks had time to escape, Xiang Yu suddenly raised his right hand and waved, more than a dozen blue sword qi with a length of ten feet appeared out of thin air, and slashed at them with unrivaled power.

"Puff puff……"

Faced with Xiang Yu's random blow, those alchemy priests had no resistance at all, and they were chopped into two pieces together with the magic weapon for protection.

After Xiang Yu dropped the nearby alchemy priests in seconds, he tentatively waved several green yuan sword qi towards the nearest blood cover.

"Bang bang bang..."

Under Xiang Yu's somewhat surprised gaze, the Qingyuan Sword Qi, which was enough to instantly kill a monk at the alchemy stage, landed on the blood-red meat ball, without causing any waves, and even made him feel as if the sword energy had been swallowed by the meat ball .

"It's interesting, I want to see if you can defend against the Asura Holy Flame?"

Seeing this, Xiang Yu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his right hand and waved, a black fireball the size of a fist burst out immediately.

"Zizzizi..."

Under the scorching of Shura's holy fire, a big hole the size of a fist was burned out of the astonishingly defensive blood mask in an instant, and the big hole was still expanding rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The thief is going crazy!"

Just as Xiang Yu was manipulating the holy fire of Asura to break the blood cover, a sound of angry shouting suddenly sounded, followed by a hundred-foot-high black mountain falling from the sky and smashing down on him.

"Rumble..."

The black mountain fell heavily to the ground, and the surrounding area of ​​several thousand meters was shaken for a while. Some monks and magicians who had no time to escape were directly blasted to a pulp by the aftermath of the mountain's landing.

"Being able to die under the Thousand Peaks is also yours..."

"Pfft!"