Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

However, He Youzhou didn't look embarrassed at all, which made people wonder.

"Brother Zongyu? Don't you even have the strength to protect yourself from the wind?" Hao Luo covered her mouth and said with a smile.

A normal monk can ensure that he will not be blown by the wind on the Bilang Platform by using a little spiritual energy. After all, this is just a stronger natural wind.

"Wouldn't it be nice if the wind blew down?" He Youzhou said slowly.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after He Youzhou said these words, the wind on Bilang Terrace suddenly became weak.

"Don't let people be disturbed by this kind of wind? Otherwise, they will look as stupid as you?" Hao Luo said, pouting her little mouth, as if she was suppressing a smile.

He Youzhou did not speak this time, but looked deeply at Hao Luo.

He did not exude any substantial aura, as if his whole person was blending into the wind.

But the smile on Hao Luo's face froze, and she couldn't help but choke.

Her dusty memory suddenly revived.

He Youzhou seemed to feel this way when he was preparing to teach others a lesson.

Hao Luo couldn't tell what it was like, because you couldn't see too many waves from He Youzhou.

"Are you angry? Brother Zayu is angry?" Hao Luo forced a smile.

"I'm not angry." He Youzhou said calmly.

And his indifferent eyes did tell others that he was not angry.

"After so many years, He Youzhou, you still haven't changed at all?" Hao Luo said, "You are obviously angry? But you insist on saying that you are not angry?"

He Youzhou turned his head and looked at Hao Luo with confusion.

He was indeed not angry. If he were, Hao Luo would be dead.

"Are you two seniors ready?" the adjudicator, who closed his eyes, asked.

Out of sight, the mind is still, and now he feels that it is best to close his eyes.

If possible, he would even want to plug his ears so he wouldn't have to worry.

"Can you do it at any time?"

"Hmm, let's get started."

After hearing the two people's responses, the referee shouted, "Then the competition begins!"

The moment the referee finished speaking, Hao Luo grinned and said, "The next step is our two-person world."

The entire Bilangtai was surrounded by countless magic circles and sealed tightly.

The audience outside had no way of seeing clearly what was happening on the Bilang Terrace, and even the barrier that could project the screen of the Bilang Terrace had lost its effect.

The judge with his eyes closed yawned, obviously not aware of what was happening on the Bilang Platform.

You said using spiritual consciousness?What's the use of using spiritual consciousness in front of Hao Luo and He Youzhou?

The Tiandong Assembly members outside Bilangtai could not sit still for a while.

"what's going on!?"

"Hurry up and find a way to see clearly what's going on inside!"

"No, this magic circle is too strong!"

The people in charge of Bilangtai at the Tiandong Conference suddenly became a mess.

Even the monks at the guest table couldn't help but look at each other.

Hao Luo suddenly blocked Bilangtai with a large number of magic circles, which no one expected.

The organizer of the Tiandong Conference had long thought that someone would try to block the screen, and had many countermeasures.

However, Hao Luo's magical power surpassed all their countermeasures.

In the face of absolute strength, all preparations in advance become powerless.

"Zhenren Kong, what on earth is this...?" The old man at the guest table asked Zhenren Kong.

Master Kong is the strongest monk here, and now he can only ask for help.

Master Kong will naturally not be affected by these magic circles, and he can clearly see the situation on the Bilang Platform.

He held his chin and said in a very casual tone, "It's just some general magic circles. It's just that the user's cultivation level is too high to have such an effect."

Master Kong was surprised by Hao Luo's cultivation. He did not expect to meet a monk in the integration stage like himself in the small Dongshan Mountains.

But when he thought that there was such a monster as He Youzhou in the Eastern Mountain Range, he felt that there was nothing to be surprised about.

"Don't worry, as long as you are not a bloodthirsty strong person, you have your own sense of proportion." Kong Zhenren said, "You don't need to worry about lives on the Bilang Platform. The people on the stage just don't want their moves to be leaked. That's all. "

He Youzhou will not break the rules, and Hao Luo will 100% not be killed.

What?You ask if He Youzhou will be killed?Why do some people think that He Youzhou can lose to this yellow-haired little girl?

"I wonder if Master Kong can help us..." the organizer of the Tiandong Conference asked with a stern face.

"I won't help." Kong Zhenren replied immediately.

Chapter 710: 2 Chapter [-] This is your sword

When the judge on the Bilang Platform opened his eyes, he found that the surrounding situation seemed a little wrong.

It seems that he didn't know when he started, and he was imprisoned in countless magic circles together with the two competing monks.

The surrounding magic circle is constantly rotating, like a kaleidoscope.

He opened his mouth. This scene was beyond his comprehension.

Although he is not in the Nascent Soul stage like the host, he is still a monk in the Dan formation stage.

But in the face of such a battle, the pill formation stage seems a bit underwhelming.

While he was marveling, Hao Luo's playful laughter rang out from the Bilang Terrace.

"Hahahaha? Do you know what's going on now?" Hao Luo stood less than five meters away from He Youzhou, pinched the hem of her skirt, and said with a smile.

She was like a wealthy lady, saluting He Youzhou gracefully with a disdainful smile on her face.

As she bowed slightly, the countless overlapping spirit swords suddenly dispersed.

One handful, two handfuls, three handfuls...

You could still count them clearly at first, but later on, the number of spirit-splitting swords had reached a terrifying level.

The spirit-splitting swords were distributed in every corner of the sealed blue platform, swimming like a school of fish in the deep sea.

At this moment, Bilangtai is like a sea to Fenlingjian.

The cultivation level of Lanxin Pavilion in the transformation stage can control dozens of spirit-splitting swords, so how many can Hao Luo control in the integration stage?

Hundreds?Thousands?neither.

Hao Luo's soul is strong enough to support her to use tens of thousands of spirit-splitting swords.

The gap between the integration stage and the divine transformation stage is not as simple as ten times or a hundred times.

Some people may think that if so many spirit-splitting swords were harmed at the same time, Hao Luo might die suddenly on the spot.

But this is a completely unnecessary worry, because quantity will lead to qualitative changes.

When there are enough soul-splitting swords, they form mutual defenses and can buffer attacks to almost zero.

Unless the attack intensity can break through the joint defense of tens of thousands of spirit-splitting swords, any attack will be useless.

Not to mention hurting Hao Luo's soul, she couldn't even shake these spirit-splitting swords.

"Does it look good? Is this who I am now?" Hao Luo pursed her lips and smiled, lowered her eyelids, and looked at He Youzhou like a toy, "Let me bully you?"

She said loudly, "Brother Zayu?"

She wanted to bully He Youzhou a long time ago.

Now seeing He Youzhou, who was so powerful in the past, become so weak, she couldn't help but get excited.

As soon as he finished speaking, tens of thousands of spirit-splitting swords, like a school of fish, swarmed towards He Youzhou.

There is no need for fancy moves, just this overwhelming momentum is enough to destroy all enemies.

He Youzhou folded his sleeves with his hands and looked at the overwhelming Spirit Splitting Sword.

Just as these spirit-splitting swords surged over, they vibrated and made the air rumble.

"There is progress." He Youzhou said calmly.

Facing the spirit-splitting sword that could bury him thousands of times, he felt no emotion at all.

It is true that he is only in the Qi training period and can climb up chains, but such attacks have no effect.

"Brother, save me!" He Youzhou said without blushing or heartbeat.

Hao Luo used the magic circle to seal the entire Bilangtai, so he didn't need to whisper to his elder brother for help.

At this moment, it was time to confidently go to Big Brother for help.

Hao Luo seemed to have heard He Youzhou's words and couldn't help but frown.

But soon, her eyebrows relaxed.

After all, this place has been sealed off by her. Even if He Youzhou screams, no one will come to save him.

Even if He Youzhou really called someone to save him, it would still be a foul act.

As long as there is a foul, it means that He Youzhou will lose this game.

Hao Luo also won, and this proved the fact that He Youzhou was a bastard.

"Bang~" Hao Luo imitated the sound when she saw the splitting spirit sword hitting the ground.

When she made her childish voice, it gave people a sense of irony.

It was simply the kind of sound a child would make if he succeeded in playing a prank.

Even though the judge on the side knew that Hao Luo was a powerful monk, he still couldn't help but harden his fist.

"Okay? Declare me the winner quickly?" Hao Luo sat on a spirit-splitting sword and raised her little feet.

After half throwing off her shoes, she hooked the small shoes with her thumbs.

But the referee did not announce it because he saw the outline of He Youzhou in the dust.

Obviously, Hao Luo doesn't understand the iron rule that there is no harm without smoke.

Hao Luo, who was immersed in his own world, did not look into the dust and said, "Hurry up? It's impossible for him to continue standing?"

The judge shook his head vigorously but said nothing.

This was a competition, and he couldn't give any hints to either side of the competition.

Hao Luo felt confused and was about to look at the smoke-filled location.

However, before she could look over, blue swords appeared above her head.

These swords are made of pure spiritual energy, like stars in the night.

As for Hao Luo's Spirit-Splitting Sword, the moment these swords appeared, they all stood still.

No matter how Hao Luo adjusted these spirit-splitting swords, the spirit-splitting swords still remained motionless.

This is obviously a sword that is closely related to her soul, so this situation cannot happen.

She panicked and saw He Youzhou under the smoke.

He Youzhou's posture was still as if his hands were folded and his sleeves were folded, his feet had not taken a step, and the iron sword behind him was still lying quietly in the scabbard.

"What did you do!?" Hao Luo couldn't help but ask, "Why is my spirit-splitting sword disobedient?"

Unable to control her spirit-splitting sword, her petite body was soaked in cold sweat.

He Youzhou took his hand out of his sleeve and stretched out a finger, but he didn't want to pick up his sword and chop Hao Luo.

"This is your sword." He said quietly, and the spirit-splitting sword belonging to Hao Luo slowly fell on his fingertips.

Hao Luo's pupils shrank suddenly. She could not accept the fact that her spirit-splitting sword was controlled by He Youzhou.