Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 584 Zhai Lao’s Determination

This purple flame Fire Phoenix charm of Zhai Lao has caused many people to have heart palpitations.

Not only because of the huge might of the Purple Flame Phoenix Talisman, but also because of Zhai Lao’s precise grasp of the huge might, after eliminating the power of the Frost Sky White Flame Talisman, the spiritual power of the Purple Flame Phoenix Talisman, There was hardly a single bit of leakage, properly dissipated in the air.

From this point of view, at the moment when the talisman was just formed, as long as Zhai Lao had his heart to kill, everyone present would be enveloped by the Fire Phoenix talisman.

This is exactly where many practitioners felt heart palpitations.

Many people can’t help but feel fortunate that this is just a test, not a game of life and death.

“I’m not as good as Zhai Lao.”

Feng Lianggong cupped the hands towards Zhai respectfully.

“you let me win”

Zhai Rong nodded, the opposite of the calm on his face is the anxiety about the exhaustion of Divine Soul Power in his heart.

A purple flame Phoenix Charm almost used up half of his Divine Soul Power, and consuming so much Divine Soul Power in one breath caused quite a shock to his Divine Soul, if it wasn’t for his firm mind, At this point it’s likely that you’ve been hit by a backlash.

But he was more worried about the next Dao Talisman than this kind of backlash.

Whether he draws or dismantles the talisman, the formidable power to win this talisman must not be weaker than that of the Fire Phoenix talisman.

Not to mention another talisman that is not weaker than the Purple Flame Fire Phoenix Talisman, even if there is another Purple Flame Fire Phoenix Talisman, Zhai Rong feels that his Divine Soul is in danger of backlash.

Talisman Master was backlashed because of excessive consumption of Divine Soul. In light of Divine Soul, he was injured, and in heavy, he fell directly into the realm, and there is no immortal fate since then.

So, to compare it further, for Zhai Rong, it is really a matter of life.

“Old Zhai, it’s not worth giving up your cultivator for the sake of a celestial lineage.”

Feng Lianggong suddenly turned to Zhaidao fusion when he left.

“Thanks to Lianggong Martial Nephew for caring, patriarch has given me the kindness that I know, it doesn’t matter if it’s worth it or not.”

Although he hesitated, Zhai Rong still answered without hesitation.

“Second child, you are just someone who is defeated, how can you say this with the face.”

Sang Wuyin’s elder disciple Xie Mingxuan stepped onto the perched platform.

Compared to Feng Lianggong, Xie Mingxuan made no secret of his hostility towards Zhai Rong as soon as he appeared.

“Junior Brother, I am defeated, I look forward to the next performance of Senior Brother.”

Feng Lianggong seemed very indifferent.

The appearance of Xie Mingxuan means that, as Sang Xiaoman guessed before, what Sang Wuyin cares about is not to defeat Zhai Lao, but to consume the opponent’s Divine Soul little by little.

What he wants is not only the victory or defeat of the Danshu Club, but also that the whole line of heaven has no chance to turn over again.

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“Sang Wuyin lost the last round, elder disciple Xie Mingxuan took over.”

The nameless old man from the ancestral hall appeared on Qiyuetai again superior.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhai Rong and said:

“If there is no objection, continue to throw copper coins to decide who will draw the talisman.”

“No… “

“Wait.”

Zhai Rong nodded, but was interrupted by Sang Xiaoman behind him.

“Miss, who are you?”

He looked at Sang Xiaoman puzzled.

“Old Zhai, you have a rest this round. Let someone else go.”

Sang Xiaoman said.

“Rest…rest, miss, this is the Danshu Club, you can’t play with it.”

Zhai Rong said surprisedly.

“I’m not kidding, even if you lose the Danshu Club, you won’t be able to risk your Divine Soul being damaged or even falling into a fight.”

Sang Xiaoman’s eyes are firm. insisted.

“Miss, I have no regrets even though I die! Even if I take my last breath, I will never hand over the ancestral talisman of the line of heaven.”

Zhai Rong’s tone Quite has several points of tragic road.

In fact, he also thought so, even if he was in danger of falling into the trap, he had to fight a bloody path for Sang Xiaoman. In his plan, he had to at least force Sang Wuyin out.

“Lao Zhai, the important thing in the lineage of Tianzi is not the ancestral talisman, nor the position of the patriarch, but you.”

Sang Xiaoman looked at Zhaidao fusion seriously.

Sang Xiaoman has long thought about the worst outcome of the Dan Shuhui. In her opinion, the lost ancestral talisman and lost inheritance can be recaptured, but this one is the only one alive. People can never be saved when they die.

“But we have no one to replace.”

Zhai Rong said helplessly.

“I know your strength very well, miss, but you can’t come right now, they just made up their minds to drag you down!”

He immediately seemed to think of something He continued as if.

In his opinion, the only person he can replace now is Sang Xiaoman.

“It’s not me.”

Sang Xiaoman shook his head, then pointed to Chu Cheng who was standing beside him and said to Sui Wei:

“It’s them .”

Seeing that it was Chu Cheng and Sui Wei, the two clan elders, Zhai Rong immediately frowned and whispered to Sang Xiaoman secret voice transmission:

“Miss, Didn’t you say before that these two people were suspicious?”

If only in terms of strength, these two clan elders do have the power to fight in one battle, but the identities of these two people are too suspicious, and it is very likely that they have been captured. Sang Wuyin bought it.

“If Zhai Lao is willing to believe me, just do as I say.”

Sang Xiaoman’s eyes were very confident.

“Have the two discussed it? Should we replace or not?”

Just as Zhai Rong hesitated, an unknown old man in the ancestral hall suddenly urged.

“Well, Miss Quan Ting will send you.”

Zhai Rong finally sighed and agreed.

“Substitute, I’ll quit this round.”

He said a little uneasy.

“Who will replace it?”

The nameless old man of the ancestral hall turned his head and looked towards Sang Xiaoman.

“In this round, Lao Zhai will be replaced by Sui Wei of the Baozi Mai tribe.”

Sang Xiaoman pointed to Sui Wei next to him.

Hearing this, the nameless old man of the ancestral hall nodded, and then said aloud:

“This round of Zhai Rong withdrew, and the old Sui Wei of the Bao Zi Mai family will face the He Zi Mai Xie Mingxuan.”

As soon as these words came out, the cultivators watching the battle on the other side of the Wuyun Tower were in an uproar.

Many people don’t understand why Zhai Rong, who almost defeated Feng Lianggong in the last game, would withdraw voluntarily.

“It seems that the purple flame Fire Phoenix charm is not small for Talisman Master’s Divine Soul. If Zhai Rong continues to fight, it is likely to damage himself.”

Zhang Wuji guessed.

“But there’s no reason to quit halfway.”

Xie Xuanchen said puzzled.

“The problem should lie with those two clan elders. Let’s take a good look first. Anyway, it’s worth our trip.”

Wenhuazi smiled and said.

While these people were discussing, Sang Wuyin and Ma Yu also had some doubts.

“I thought that Sang Xiaoman wasn’t going to release these two people. Is this trying to find anyone or anything in a crisis?”

Ma Yu whispered .

“There should be no better way. I don’t want Zhairong Divine Soul to dry up, so I can only do this.”

Sang Wuyin said with a sneer.

“Actually, even if these two people don’t have corpse god Gu, they are not Mingxuan’s opponents. If they deal with them, then Sang Xiaoman is really lonely.”

Ma Yudao .

“But in the end, I still let Na Zhai Rong breathe a sigh of relief. After the Dan Shu meeting is over, I’m afraid you and I will still have a hard fight.”

Sang Wuyin was still a little dissatisfied. .

“As long as we get the inheritance of the Sang family, these people will be irrelevant, and when the time comes without us, the Xianmeng will definitely seize them with all their strength, and they can’t escape.”

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Ma Yu shook the head and said.

“be that as it may, but the word of the sky is continuous for a day, and I can’t sleep for a day.”

Sang Wuyin icily said.

On the side of the platform where the two of them were speaking while speaking, the anonymous old man in the ancestral hall had finished throwing Copper Coin.

“This round, Sui Wei draws the talisman, and Xie Mingxuan removes the talisman.”

This time, it was finally Sang Xiaoman’s turn to draw the talisman.

(End of this chapter)