After Duanmucan finished speaking, all of them fell into silence, with solemn expressions in their eyes, worried about Yuwen Zhouyuan's comfort.
The black cocoon burned fiercely layer by layer. Many people looked at the inside of the cocoon with expectant or worried eyes, wanting to see if Yuwen Zhouyuan had been burned.
When the cocoon was completely burned, the space inside was empty, as if everything had been reduced to ashes.
"It's over..." Seeing this scene, the two masters of the late True Saint stage of the Dragon League trembled and said at the same time. The look in their eyes was not as bright as before, and they looked listless.
The death of Yuwen Zhouyuan is Xiliang's biggest loss. Without the intimidation of this monster, the Scale Horn clan members will eventually become rampant.
If this news reaches the Xiliang Dragon League headquarters, it will probably have a big impact on all cultivators. After all, Yuwen Zhouyuan’s prestige among human monks is too high. It is very likely that the entire Xiliang
In the middle, they all failed to recover.
The bodies of the ten younger masters of the Dragon League were also shaken, and a touch of sadness appeared in their hearts, especially Yang Liuqing. Her eyes were dull, as if she didn't believe that everything she saw was real.
"It's really a pity that a generation of talented people disappeared like this."
"Yeah! I feel a little empty inside."
"But having said that, if he does not die, I am afraid that the younger generation of masters from all races will be suppressed by him and find it difficult to get ahead."
Many people in the Scale Horn clan said, their expressions seemed to be a little gloating and a little regretful.
"Hahaha... Yuwen Zhouyuan, you still died in my hands. I once said that I would not mind losing one of your peerless geniuses in Xiliang, and it seems that it has come true." The expert from the Scale Horn clan laughed wildly.
He said, his voice filled with a sense of accomplishment.
I was still very worried about this battle, fearing that I would not be Yuwen Zhouyuan's opponent, but I didn't expect that Yuwen Zhouyuan was so trustworthy. He was trapped by him all of a sudden and was refined into nothingness. It was really unexpected.
He was very happy in his heart. Although he was lucky to win, the result was a win.
"It's too early for you to be happy!" Just when everyone was feeling regretful, suddenly, a voice sounded in the space.
As soon as this sound came out, the whole world fell silent, and many people pricked up their ears, as if they didn't believe the sound they just heard.
That voice was exactly the same as Yuwen Zhouyuan's.
"What's going on? That voice seems to be the voice of the human race Yuwen Zhouyuan?"
"Isn't he dead?" one person asked in surprise.
"He is definitely not dead. If he was dead, he would have nothing to say. Just say it! How can a genius die so easily? It turns out he is really not dead."
The Scale Horn clan members began to discuss, and black light flashed in their eyes, as if they were trying to find the location of Yuwen Zhouyuan.
The faces of the four peak masters of the late stage True Saints of the Scale Horn Clan changed slightly, and they checked the surrounding space inch by inch. If Yuwen Zhouyuan was really not dead, and even they had been deceived, then Yuwen Zhouyuan's combat power would be as high as
It's worth considering.
"I knew this kid wouldn't die that easily." The two masters from the Dragon League, who were at the peak of the late True Saint stage, smiled at each other, and then slapped each other hard on the shoulders, and the sound of bones cracking could be heard in their bodies.
The young masters of the Dragon Alliance breathed a sigh of relief, as if a stone had fallen in their hearts.
"I knew you wouldn't die." Yang Liuqing murmured in a low voice, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a bright smile.
"Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost? Come out." In the void, the master of the Scale Horn clan yelled. Although he had heard the voice of Yuwen Zhouyuan, he did not believe it. He did not believe that Yuwen Zhouyuan did not
Death, he has confidence in his own strength.
Someone must be up to something, it must be, he thought to himself.
"Who is it? Get out of here." He roared.
"As I said just now, you are happy too early. With your little attack power, you still want to burn me to ashes?" A voice rang in his ears, and the next moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure appeared.
Void.
When they saw this scene, everyone was shocked. It was hard to believe that Yuwen Zhouyuan was not dead based on the sound alone. Now when they saw the real and unharmed Yuwen Zhouyuan, everyone believed it.
, Yuwen Zhouyuan is not dead.
"Can you see what's going on?" A master from the Scale Horn Clan who was at the peak of the late True Saint stage asked the other three.
"I don't know, I can't tell." A master at the peak of the late True Saint stage shook his head and said.
"We all know the temperature of the magic fire, which can burn even space, but now he has nothing to do. It's really surprising." Another master at the peak of the late True Saint stage said, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
color.
"It gives people a strange feeling, as if the person trapped in the cocoon just now is not him at all." Another person said.
As soon as these words came out, the other three people frowned and started thinking. They were also experts at the peak of the True King, and they didn't see any clues. This was undoubtedly terrifying. If Yuwen Zhouyuan fought against them, they wouldn't even know the opponent's identity.
If he is dead or not, where is he, then how can he fight?
"Impossible, you can't still be alive. You have already been burned into nothingness." The peak master of the late stage True King Saint of the Scale Horn Clan in the void, the moment he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan, his body trembled and he backed away.
He raised his eyebrows and showed an expression of disbelief.
"Impossible, you will definitely be burned into nothingness, and no one can escape." He murmured, as if he had received a huge blow.
"This battle has been lost, and his faith has been shattered. If he continues to fight, it will still be the same." Seeing the situation above the competition platform, a peak master of the late stage True Saint of the Scale Horns sighed slightly and said.
Confidence has been affected, so no matter how powerful the battle is, it will still fail. In a battle, sometimes it is not the opponent who defeats oneself, but oneself.
The expert at the peak of the late True Saint stage of the Scale Horn Tribe didn't believe that Yuwen Zhouyuan was still alive. His eyes were lifeless and he murmured: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"Nothing is impossible. What you trapped is just a clone of my spiritual power. I am not an arrogant person, but a very cautious person. I will never let myself try to understand
Attack." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly.
After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that no wonder Yuwen Zhouyuan was fine. It turned out that what was trapped just now was just a ray of his clone.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was not as big-hearted and arrogant as they thought. On the contrary, he was a very smart and cunning person. If he hadn't appeared, everyone would have thought he was dead.
"How is it possible? How come I didn't find out that it was your clone? Impossible." The master of the late True Saint stage from the Scale Horn tribe still said.
Seeing his devastated look, everyone knew that this battle was completely over. How could a person who had lost his self-confidence show his fighting power?
At this time, suddenly, in the void, the master of the late True Saint stage, two black lights burst out from his eyes, and his hands continued to move, and the black clouds gathered again, drowning Yu Wen Yuan in an instant.
The black clouds intertwined again, forming a large cocoon, wrapping Yuwen Zhouyuan inside.
"Hahaha... Yuwen Zhouyuan, do you really think I can't withstand such a blow? I'm just performing for you, just for the same reason, to truly trap you in the magic cocoon. I just destroyed you.
If you have a clone, then I will completely destroy the real you now." This expert from the Scale Horn Tribe, who is at the peak of the late True Saint period, laughed wildly and said, looking very high-spirited.
This scene was so fast that almost everyone did not react. They looked at this scene in amazement. This kind of battle was so thrilling, changeable and thrilling.
At first, they thought Yuwen Zhouyuan was dead, but who knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan was actually still alive. It was just his clone that was trapped in the magic cocoon. When everyone saw that the master of the Scale Horn Clan lost all confidence and thought he had failed.
, there was another big turning point.
It turns out that the scene of the peak master of the late stage True Saint from the Scale Horn tribe was all faked, and the scene of his collapse was all staged to paralyze Yuwen Zhouyuan and then take action decisively.
"This battle is really surprising and adds a lot of twists and turns."
"Yes! This time Yuwen Zhouyuan's true body is trapped, and I'm afraid it will really be refined into nothingness."
"Jiang is still old and spicy. Who knew he could be so cunning and secretly arrange things during the acting process."
"It's a pity for a generation of talented people who haven't had time to be happy and are really trapped."
The Scale-Horn Clan were all talking constantly, as were the younger generation of masters.
"That old guy is really treacherous, even we were deceived." A master of the late True Saint stage of the Scale Horn Clan laughed and cursed.
"We didn't really think about it just now. A person who can cultivate to the peak of the late stage of a True Saint has gone through so many hardships. How can he lose his confidence just because of something big? How could it be possible? We were careless." Another True Saint said.
The master at the peak of the late Saint stage said.
"There shouldn't be any accidents this time!"
The four peak masters of the late stage True Saints of the Scale Horn Clan breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn't like the old guy very much, but no matter what, he was also a member of the Scale Horn Clan, so naturally they didn't want him to lose.
The twelve members of the Dragon Alliance all had ugly expressions on their faces. They cursed in their hearts that these Scale-Horn masters were too treacherous for resorting to such a method. However, they could not say anything because the other party did not violate the rules of the game.
"Yuwen Zhouyuan, let's see how you survived this time." In the void, the master at the peak of the late stage of True Saint said with a cold smile. The magic cocoon has been intertwined very thickly, completely wrapping Yuwen Zhouyuan in it.
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"Really? Then just watch carefully! Do you really think I don't know you are pretending?" A voice came out from the magic cocoon, very clear.
"Hmph, you are not ashamed to speak. If you really know, why don't you avoid it?" The expert at the peak of the late True Saint stage of the Scale Horn clan sneered, his voice full of ridicule and contempt, as if he was competing against Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was imprisoned in the devil.