Peak Master Wan Daoan and Sui Jinyuan were about to take action when they suddenly felt a huge surge of power, even causing the Tianshu Treasure Book to tremble.
Chi!
A more powerful blue sound barrier broke through everything and swept across the world. The wind in it was so powerful that it crushed all the rocks it passed and rushed straight towards the fragments of the Thunder God Bell!
boom!
The two cyan sound barriers finally collided together, like two giant dragons fighting each other. The wind rose up and everything within a radius of several hundred feet turned into nothingness.
"Xiang Motou, I am extremely happy to be able to become your enemy. My Heavenly Thunder Bell is mine after all, and no one can take it from me!"
Qiao Zonghan's voice came from afar, appearing ethereal and full of murderous intent amidst the wind and waves!
"Haha, it turns out to be Brother Qiao. Not only do I want to take the fragments of your Heavenly Thunder God's Bell as my own, I even want to seize the body of your God's God's Bell!"
Xiang Rui laughed heartily, not showing any signs of cowardice in the face of the overbearing and outrageous Qiao Zonghan's blow.
"Are you crazy? It's difficult for us to even use the four cauldrons together now, so why bother looking for another strong enemy?!"
Qin Yanrou sacrificed the Four Cauldrons with all her strength, which had consumed a huge amount of her true energy. Her strength was also falling. Now she has fallen to a high level, and there are even signs of continuing to fall. Even though she is tough by nature, she will not
I'm willing to bow my head, but I don't want to cause any more trouble at this moment.
"No problem, I want to see how an elite disciple of the Weapon Refining Sect died in our hands!"
Xiang Rui's thunderous voice poured directly into Qiao Zonghan's ears
"Arrogant! Demon Head Xiang, you have done so many injustices. Today is your day of death! Thirty-two weapons, sacrifice them!"
Qiao Zonghan became excited, stepped on the blue sound barrier, and floated in mid-air. There were many artifacts surrounding his head. With a wave of his hand, basins, bowls, knives, guns, axes, axes, and many other kinds, a total of thirty-two artifacts formed a killing array.
Mixed with the cyan sound barrier, it swept over wildly!
"Fixing Wind Treasure Fan, Sacrifice!"
Xiang Rui pulled Qin Yanrou to his side. The wind-fixing fan in his hand became bigger and bigger, covering the sky and the earth, blocking most of the blue sound barrier, leaving all four tripods exposed to withstand the rare baptism of wind evil.
Bah, bah, bah!
As soon as the Four Cauldrons appeared, they were surrounded by cyan sound barriers, and there were thirty-two instruments blessing them. With experience and pressure, countless gaps were quickly closed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Asshole, you bastard from the Weapon Refining Sect, stop it!"
Waves of desperate roars came from the four cauldrons!
"Who dares to scold me? Looking for death!"
Qiao Zonghan exuded power and anger all over his body, and kept bombarding the Thunder God Bell, setting off a storm of wind evil.
"Stop it all!"
Suddenly, an old voice sounded, and under a big hand that could cover the sky, he grabbed all thirty-two weapons in his hand, crumpled them into a ball, and completely wiped out the power. Even with this one grab, the wind was blown away.
All evil spirits are filtered out, and their power is no longer
"Whoever dares to stop me will die!"
Qiao Zonghan was first deliberately angered by Xiang Rui, then insulted by everyone in the Four Cauldrons, and then a big hand appeared for no reason and kneaded the thirty-two weapons into a ball of waste. Finally, his inner demons grew, and he was furious again and again, completely missing the beginning.
Calm down, he once again stirred up his true energy, and with all his strength, he once again sacrificed a religious-level artifact. It was a knife-shaped artifact, and it was chopped down with a big hand!
Bang!
The big middle finger that covered the sky was hit, and a few drops of transparent blood flowed out.
"Boy from the Weapon Refining Sect, are you crazy?"
Another old voice came, and with a sudden slap, Qiao Zonghan flew hundreds of feet away, and a large crater with a radius of several feet was made on the ground.
Qiao Guolao, who was watching from the outside, saw with his own eyes that Qiao Zonghan was angered and his inner demons were growing. Then he saw Sui Jinyuan and Peak Master Wan Daoan take action. He secretly screamed in his heart and a drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead.
"Finish!"
Sui Jinyuan and Wan Daoan joined forces to sacrifice. They saw that the Tianshu treasure book was rolled up like a picture scroll. Only Xiang Rui and Qin Yanrou were left carrying the four cauldrons on their shoulders and stepping on the void. Qiao Zonghan vomited.
Blood, struggling to stand up, face pale
Chi!
"Boy, stop!"
Peak Master Wan Daoan has been watching Xiang Rui's performance and is very satisfied with his ruthlessness and strategic methods, but his mentality and the four tripods make him quite uneasy.
"This boy's methods are very similar to the Tianque Divine Sect! Our Desolate Dao Demon Sect has always been an enemy of the Tianque Divine Sect. Even if this boy is talented and brilliant, he must never become a disciple of my Demon Sect!"
Peak Master Wan Daoan secretly said in his heart
Chi!
The four tripods rose into the sky, became smaller and smaller, submerged into Xiang Rui's Dantian, and disappeared.
"Cough cough cough..."
"Puff puff puff..."
…………
Among the Four Cauldrons, the seven people who were suppressed and refined just now, including Xiaodi King Qin Zhong, Hua Ding, Chen Baoshan, and Jiuhua Jiao Jishan, were already like puppets and were not far away from being refined.
The ancient roads of Tiandao Menzhuang, Wanhuamen Ruan Ji, Zong Renfu Zong Qingshan and others were all refined into them, and their bodies and souls disappeared.
"Exactly ten people, exactly ten people!"
Sui Jinyuan glanced around, grabbed Qiao Zonghan who was still vomiting blood in the void, and said: "Bad boy, if it weren't for so many people dying in Xiang Mo Tou's Four Cauldrons, I would not hesitate to slap you to death!"
Teacher Yun glanced around and murmured: "Not bad, not bad, at least there is one person left!"
"Qin Zhong is pretty good, but it's a pity that Tianji Mansion has said it first, so this person can't move; Qin Yanrou can, so she must fight for it; Hua Ding is pretty good, with a little guidance, he will definitely become the pillar of our Demon Sect in the future; Chen Baoshan
That's not bad, but it's a pity that the Chen family has always been good at swordsmanship.
He has close ties with the Tianque Divine Sect. Jishan is a good choice because he combines all kinds of barbaric martial arts and has a deep foundation. Forget about Qiao Zonghan. Inner demons are too easy to breed. His foundation is unstable and his mind is unstable. Although he can achieve achievements.
, but the future is uncertain”
"The most regrettable thing is that Demon Xiang has an unknown origin, so he still can't make up his mind easily."
The Master of the Desolate Dao Demon Sect Wan Dao'an Peak's eyes were like torches, and he looked at the ten surviving people one by one, as if he wanted to see through them one by one.
Xiang Rui took a step forward, and the Najie suddenly opened. Chang Zhensheng looked at the sky, then looked at Xiang Rui in confusion and said, "Uncle Xiang, what's going on? Where are we?"
"What? Why is there one more person?"
Everyone around was shocked. Peak Master Wan Daoan and Sui Jinyun looked at the confused Chang Zhensheng impatiently, and then looked at Xiang Rui. They knew what had happened, but the matter was at this point, and it was impossible to sacrifice the Tianshu Treasure again.
Book, can only let it go
"Huh, Demon Head Xiang, you can keep my Iron-Winged Golden Crow for the time being. I have written this down for you. One day, I must ask for it twice as much!"
Qin Zhong's face was livid, and he looked at Xiang Rui's words.
"Xiang Motou, when I return to the Hua family in the Central Plains this time, I will practice in seclusion. One day, I will avenge this!"
Hua Ding stepped on the virtual realm, ignoring the retaining eyes of Peak Master Wan Daoan and the green light entering the Demon Sect's hand that was sent to him, and left with a roll of his sleeves, making the latter very unhappy.
At the same time, Qin Yanrou and Jishan each received a cold jade card. Being able to enter one of the three sects depends on great chance and fate. The two of them were naturally very excited.
"Are you sure you don't want this person?"
Sui Jinyuan pointed at Xiang Rui, quietly pulled the sleeve of Peak Master Wan Daoan, and said with infinite regret
Peak Master Wan Daoan looked at Xiang Rui with an uncertain expression.
"One Xiang Rui is worth two people just now. Don't miss it. You can arrange it properly for the time being and make a new decision after you find out your background!"