The next day, the Luotian Dajiao was held as usual. Zhang Chulan put on a cloak, wrapped herself tightly, hid in the auditorium, and looked around for someone.

"Where have Brother Gang and Sister Baoer gone?"

Zhang Chulan looked around and couldn't see Wang Gang or Feng Baobao. At this time, the first game had begun.

Feng Xingtong versus Wang Bing.

The duel between the two descendants of the Ten Guys was quite eye-catching. Feng Shayan sat directly next to Zhang Chulan.

"Where is Wang Gang? The second game is between me and him."

Feng Shayan came here to see Wang Gang. She wasn't too concerned about her brother's competition.

Zhang Chulan lowered his head, not daring to look at Feng Shayan, and whispered: "I'm looking for them too."

Feng Shayan looked at Zhang Chulan's wretched look and couldn't help but mocked: "What are you covering up? I haven't seen anything about your body."

When Zhang Chulan heard this, her face turned red.

Feng Shayan took out her mobile phone, called up a video, and said, "Your video has been posted online."

Zhang Chulan stood up in shock and shouted: "What did you say? Who did it?"

Zhang Chulan took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and then his face turned pale.

A video is now circulating on the Internet, the protagonist is none other than Zhang Chulan.

At the bonfire party last night, Zhang Chulan drank a few more drinks and took off his pants in a daze to show everyone.

To be precise, it is to show the "forbidden sand" on his body.

The "forbidden sand" was carved by Zhang Xilin for Zhang Chulan in order to allow his grandson to keep his pure Yang body.

This kind of prohibition has been lost for a long time, and many people are interested in it, especially Lu Linglong of the Lu family.

Last night, while she was drunk, Lu Linglong encouraged Zhang Chulan to reveal the forbidden sand.

Zhang Chulan was also drunk and took off his pants without thinking much. He also used a golden light spell to make the forbidden sand glow bigger so that everyone could see it more clearly.

As a result, someone used a mobile phone to record Zhang Chulan's ugly behavior and shamelessly posted it on the intranet of the alien world.

Now everyone can see Zhang Chulan's joke, which is why he is wrapped up tightly and shy to see others.

Now that he has lost his face, what can Zhang Chulan do? He can only accept it decadently.

"Sister Feng, don't you care about your brother's competition?" Zhang Chulan sat down and said to Feng Shayan.

"What's there to care about? My brother is attending the Luotian Festival just to experience it. Winning or losing doesn't matter to him."

Feng Shayan understands her younger brother Feng Xingtong and knows that he doesn't care about the competition. If he encounters an invincible opponent, he will naturally admit defeat.

It's just that things went far beyond Feng Shayan's expectations.

Feng Xingtong used one of the eight magical skills of "Ju Ling Dispatch" and summoned the old man of the Liu family to help deal with Wang Bing.

But what happened next shocked everyone. Feng Xingtong’s opponent, Wang Bing, actually used the same "spirit-binding general" and used it even more brutally than Feng Xingtong. He even tried to snatch Mr. Liu's Yuan.

God controls.

Feng Xingtong had no choice but to summon the powerful prince Zhong Yuanshen again to possess him, and used acupuncture to forcibly stimulate the Qi in his body to regain the soul of Mr. Liu.

Wang Feng was completely angered and used a move that even Feng Xingtong had never seen before, trying to forcefully devour Zhang Zizhong's soul.

Feng Xingtong wanted to stop him, but found that his "Gulling General" was as helpless as a child in front of Wang Bing's "Gulling General".

Feng Shayan in the stands hurriedly stood up and shouted to her younger brother: "Xingtong, give in quickly."

Feng Xingtong wanted to admit defeat, but Wang Bing didn't give him a chance to speak. Seeing that Prince Zhong Yuanshen was about to be swallowed up, the time in the court suddenly stopped.

Wang Gang appeared in front of Feng Xingtong in an instant, and with a move of his right hand, eight sword energy hit Wang Bing, preventing him from using "Ling Ji and Dispatch General".

Prince Zhong Yuanshen escaped, and the flow of time returned to normal again.

Wang Gang stood in front of Feng Xingtong and said to Wang Bing with an ugly face: "Wang Bing, how dare you play with the spirits of the dead, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Wang Bing came back to his senses and found that Prince Zhong Yuanshen had escaped. He said angrily: "Wang Gang, how dare you spoil my good deeds!"

Wang Gang turned his head and glanced at Feng Xingtong, and said: "Feng Xingtong admits defeat, you win this game."

Wang Ai on the rostrum shouted angrily: "Wang Gang, you are indiscriminately interfering in other people's competitions, and you are no longer qualified to continue to participate in Luotian Dajiao."

Wang Gang glanced at Wang Ai coldly and said, "Wang Ai, your Wang family wantonly plays with devouring the souls of the deceased. Aren't you afraid of causing public outrage in the alien world?"

Wang Ai's expression changed, and he realized that the ten people around him were wary of him. Even Lu Ci, who had always been friends with him, fell silent at this time.

The Wang family's spirit-killing generals are different from those of the Feng family. They can not only summon the heroic spirits of the deceased, but can even devour the heroic spirits to strengthen themselves.

This kind of witchcraft that benefits oneself at the expense of others can easily arouse public outrage.

Which stranger is not afraid that after his death, his heroic spirit will be imprisoned and devoured.

"Brother Wang, why do you, the Wang family, also use your spirit to dispatch generals, and even use them better than the Feng family?" Lu Jin asked Wang Ai with unkind eyes.

Wang Ai said: "Feng Tianyang, who originally created the Juling Dispatch General, voluntarily dedicated his Eight Wonders to the Wang family in order to seek refuge."

Lu Ci asked: "Why do I feel that the Feng family's spirit-gathering generals are not as good as your Wang family? At least the Feng family cannot seize heroic spirits or even devour heroic spirits."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere became strange, and everyone looked at Wang Ai with deep defensiveness.

God knows whether the Wang family has used spirits to dispatch generals and devour the spirits of the dead over the years. Are there any ancestors among those people?

Chinese people still value the dead.

Wang Ai explained: "Feng Tianyang dedicated Ju Ling to the Wang family and promised to pass on half of it to future generations."

Lu Jin snorted coldly: "Wang Ai, have you, the Wang family, ever used the spirit of restraint to send generals to devour other people's souls and do things that would make humans and gods angry?"

Wang Ai's face changed drastically and he immediately denied it: "There is absolutely no such thing. As one of the four great aristocratic families, my Wang family will never do such despicable things."

Wang Gang sneered from below and said: "You said there is no, then there is no? Just now everyone saw that Wang Bing wanted to use his spirit to send his generals to devour Wang Zizhong's soul.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As far as I know, Wang Zizhong was a leading figure in the medical field, with countless people alive during his lifetime, and many people in the alien world admire him."

Wang Gang's words are tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and putting the Wang family on the fire.

Everyone looked at Wang Ai and Wang Bing with bad eyes.

Wang Zizhong is not an ordinary person. He has a high prestige in the alien world. He has saved countless people during his lifetime. Although he is dead now, those people he saved are still alive.

Wang Ai was a little anxious, but Wang Bing didn't realize the seriousness of the problem and shouted arrogantly:

"Aren't they just some dead ghosts! I can kill them if I want, and devour them if I want. Who can control me?"

Wang Gang's eyes lit up and he said coldly: "Wang Bing, although your Wang family is one of the four major families, you cannot cover the sky with one hand. The alien world has its own rules."

Wang Bing said arrogantly: "The rules of the alien world are set by my Wang family."

?After saying that, Wang Bing waved his palm and attacked Wang Gang.

Wang Gang thought to himself, if you are seeking death yourself, don't blame me for killing you.

Just as he was about to give Wang Bing a bloody lesson, a golden light enveloped him and blocked Wang Bing.

"Wang Bing, your game is over. Feng Xingtong has given up. Please leave."

The referee from Longhu Mountain cast a golden light spell and turned into a copper wall and an iron wall, blocking the way between Wang Gang and Wang Bing.

Wang Gang couldn't help but glance at the old Heavenly Master on the rostrum.

"Now that the winner has been decided, everyone should leave the field and do not affect other games. As for other matters, we will discuss them after the game." Lao Tianshi said calmly.

Wang Ai also called to his grandson Wang Bing: "Grandson, get down quickly."

Wang Bing's arrogant words were heard by many strangers, and many people in the stands pointed fingers at the Wang family. Wang Ai should also pay attention to the impact.

At this time, he also realized that Feng Tianyang might not have good intentions when he handed over the soul-stealing and soul-devouring techniques to the Wang family.

The king was not willing to accept it, but the golden light spell in front of him was like a chasm, and there was nothing he could do.

"You are lucky today. You'd better be lucky not to meet me in the next game." Wang Bing said a harsh word and turned to leave.

The fierce look on Wang Gang's face flashed away, and he had already begun to murder Wang Bing, a member of his own clan.

"Xiao Feng, can you still stand up?" Wang Gang hid his thoughts and asked Feng Xingtong.

"I can." Feng Xingtong struggled to stand up. The side effects of the silver needle pricking his acupuncture points to stimulate his potential began to appear.

Wang Gang reached out to help Feng Xingtong and helped him out of the competition venue. He saw Feng Shayan and Feng Zhenghao facing him.

"Dad, sister, I'm sorry, I lost." Feng Xingtong lowered his head in shame.

Feng Zhenghao sighed and said: "It's not your fault. Even I didn't know that there is a way to seize the spirit by detaining the spirit and sending the general."

Feng Shayan walked over, took Feng Xingtong's arm from Wang Gang, and said, "Little brother, go back and have a good rest first."

"Sister, the game between you and Brother Xiaogang is about to begin. It doesn't matter to me. Don't delay your game."

Feng Zhenghao took the lead and grabbed Feng Xingtong's arm, and then said to Wang Gang: "Mr. Wang, thank you for your help. Wang Zizhong is like his own grandfather to Xingtong. If he is devoured by Wang Bing, I don't know what to do."

manage!"

Wang Gang said politely: "Mr. Feng, the Wang family's generals are naturally restrained by your Feng family. Please be careful in the future."

Feng Zhenghao narrowed his eyes, thanked him, buried his thoughts deep in his heart, and helped his son back to heal.
To be continued...