The words of the man in black robe were poured into Lan Yunxiao's ears like a demonic sound.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be bewitched by the voice of the man in black robe.

Lan Yunxiao's mind became trance in that moment, but he quickly calmed down and the knife in his hand was tightly pinched.

"Kill him?"

Lan Yunxiao smiled, "I don't want to get involved in this consequence."

"After all, timid," he said.

The man in black robe snorted coldly, "So what if he is a disciple of Lu Yan? Lu Yan has just been a dead person."

"It makes no sense for you to say so much to me."

Lan Yunxiao pointed to the ground with a long knife in his hand.

"Do you think you can stop us with your own?"

The man in black robe snorted coldly.

At this moment, a dragon roar sounded in the temple, and a black dragon's body flashed away. Zhao Ji, holding the dragon mace, was already standing in front of Lan Yunxiao, facing the man in black robe, Old Man Hehua.

"one person?

Did you not take me, Mr. Zhao seriously?"

There was a flash of light in Zhao Ji's eyes.

The man in black robe looked at Zhao Ji and sneered, "I really didn't take you seriously."

Zhao Ji was stunned and then said, "I said, don't you play according to the rules?"

I really don’t take me seriously. You make it clear today, otherwise don’t leave after school!”

"Ha, the jumping clown."

The man in black robe instantly turned into a ball of black mist and rushed straight towards Lan Yunxiao. At the same time, the voice sounded, "Hehua, I'll leave this jumping clown to you."

He Hua faced Zhao Ji, stretched out his finger and whispered: "Forbidden!"

Saying the truth is as follows.

Under the word Hehua, several light columns were formed out of thin air, intertwined and formed a cage, blocking Zhao Ji in this cage.

Zhao Ji rubbed the round beads on the Kanglong mace, and the mace body trembled slightly. Under his arm, the light column cage broke inch by inch.

"Tsk, is that only the skill?"

Zhao Ji shouted lightly, "Come on the dragon!"

The black dragon's body rushed in from the entrance of the temple and bit towards the old man Hehua.

"cut!"

Old Man Hehua said it again.

A huge tiger-headed guillotine was formed out of thin air and appeared above the black dragon's neck. The tiger-headed guillotine fell down and directly divided the black dragon into two.

"Damn!"

Zhao Ji's eyes.

"This is a cheat! Don't you mess around!"

Old Man Hehua raised his crutch and pointed at Zhao Ji. This time, he said two words.

"Putting the heart!"

I saw countless spears condensed by white light and appeared from all directions of Zhao Ji, trying to pierce Zhao Ji.

"He's it, he's hunched!"

Zhao Ji complained, he looked at the Kanglong mace in his hand, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

"A dark soul sleeping in my blood, follow my guidance."

The spear had already condensed and the air around the spear fluctuated.

"The ultimate power hidden in the darkness, obey my call."

Old Man Hehua waved his crutch gently in his hand.

“The fall gives freedom.”

The spear brought up a stream of light and stabbed Zhao Ji. Almost instantly, it came to Zhao Ji.

"Free, obtain eternal life."

Zhao Ji still closed his eyes slightly and muttered something.

The white spear pierced Zhao Ji's skin.

Zhao Jiwei closed his eyes and suddenly opened them.

"Burn, my dark bloodline power!"

At this moment, black flames ignited all over Zhao Ji's body, and the white spear was burned to ashes when it was touched by the flames.

The black flames in Zhao Ji's body were swallowed and spit, and the flame condensed into a dragon shape and wrapped around Zhao Ji's body.

Zhao Ji smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Old Man Hehua, come on, let us let go and fight!"

Lan Yunxiao, who was fighting with the man in the black robe, frowned and looked at this side, and couldn't help but say, "What kind of dark blood power is it that you made up by yourself?"

Zhao Ji leaned his neck, "Don't you think there is a sense of awakening in the protagonist of the anime?"

Lan Yunxiao slashed out a sword light with his backhand, "Only you will feel that way."

"Lan Yunxiao, don't be distracted."

Black smoke formed behind Lan Yunxiao, and the man in black robe stretched into Lan Yunxiao's back heart like lightning.

Zhao Ji, surrounded by the black dragon, also held his mace and killed Old Man Hehua.

Zhang Xuan, who was in a colorful cocoon, only felt warm and comfortable all over his body.

The fairy lotus on Zhang Xuan's head is rotating rapidly and has long turned into color.

There are dense silk threads connected between the colorful light and Zhang Xuan. Where the divine beads are located, there is also colorful light emitted.

As the color energy gradually absorbed, six mini figures appeared on the lotus. These six mini figures were Zhang Xuan's six battle spirits. These six battle spirits sat cross-legged on the lotus, and with the five hearts facing the sky, letting the colorful light irrigate the whole body. Over time, another mini figure appeared. This mini figure was a woman, with a woman's appearance and delicate figure. Like the other six figures, she also sat cross-legged on the lotus.

The lotus bloomed, and all the seven mini figures turned into colorful lights, and turned into seven lotus seeds, falling into the lotus.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan completely felt the changes that the fairy lotus on his head had taken place.

The fairy lotus no longer stops above Zhang Xuan's head, but spins, comes under Zhang Xuan's body, and lifts Zhang Xuan up.

The lotus blooms dazzlingly, and at this moment, the colorful cocoons are all absorbed by the lotus and completely disappear.

In the temple, all the colorful lights disappeared in this moment.

At this time, all four people who were fighting stopped and looked at Zhang Xuan.

When Zhao Ji saw the colorful lotus under Zhang Xuan, he widened his eyes and took a deep breath, "Damn, Guanyin sit..." "Shut up!"

Zhang Xuan obviously knew what Zhao Ji was going to say, and directly strangled Zhao Ji's next words into the cradle.

Lan Yunxiao looked at the fairy lotus under Zhang Xuan in surprise and murmured: "Is this the second form of fairy lotus?

Why does it feel something is wrong?"

"Why."

Zhang Xuan sighed, "The road is off the wrong way, but it should be enough to come back."

The fairy lotus under Zhang Xuan disappeared. He always felt that he was a big man stepping on this colorful lotus, which was strange. It was just Zhao Ji here. If he added all Dingding, who would know what kind of words could be created?

Zhang Xuan looked at the old man He Hua and the man in black robe in front of him and smiled: "Two, now, the power of Athens is gone, do you still have to continue fighting?"

Zhang Xuan finished speaking and took a step forward.

"roar!"

The sound of a tiger roar sounded.

Behind Zhang Xuan, a huge tiger-head phantom appeared, opening his mouth to reveal his sharp fangs.

Old man Hehua looked at each other with the man in black robe.

"Junior, you have too much perseverance."

Old Man Hehua raised his crutch, "If you continue to let you grow up, the world will be in chaos!"
Chapter completed!