Chapter 1179 Conquer the Phantom Pupil, the Land of Eclipse

The sky in front of the red face is completely broken.

That red thunder pierced the sky.

As soon as Hongyan let go of Chiwei Phantom, the thunder light hit the snake's seven inches!

"Boom!"

The red-tailed phantom pupil trembled, and hovered in the air in pain. Seven inches away, it was directly blasted, and golden blood and rotten flesh flew across.

The red scorpion glared at its fangs, red thunder gathered between its brows again, like a whirlpool the size of a fist, constantly emitting thunder waves.

At this time Ning Jiazi's voice suddenly sounded, saying: "This thing has been blasted seven inches, and it will be difficult to recover if it is not dead in a short time. Why not put it in my gourd, maybe it can be tamed."

Yang Qingxuan's brows sank, and the thunder at the center of his brows dissipated, and then he transformed back into Yang Qingxuan's real body, took out the great gourd of the mysteries of the universe, and put the red-tailed phantom pupils in.

Ning Jiazi said: "The peak of the emperor's position is already restricted by the race of the red-tailed phantom pupil. It has lingered in this realm for many years. If it wants to go further, it must be reborn and transformed into a dragon body. But it is not easy, Unless there is a great opportunity, or a treasure against the sky to help."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Let's put it away first. If it can be tamed, I will see if there is any way to help it in the future. If it can't be tamed, I will drink blood and eat meat after a while. This snake is a great tonic, and it can just help me hit the road. territory."

The red-tailed phantom pupil seemed to be able to hear the voice transmission between the two, and trembled violently in the gourd, his body was tightly coiled together, and his breath was extremely low.

Yang Qingxuan turned into a ray of light and flew back to the destroyed Broken Mountain, only to see a few figures collecting Wannian Lingrui rapidly.

It was just before when he was peeping from a distance, and after seeing Yang Qingxuan killed the three senior brothers Yao and went after Red Tail Phantom, he immediately ran out to pick up cheap ones.

Seeing Yang Qingxuan coming back at this moment, one of them screamed "Ah", turned around and ran away in fright, and threw the suet jade bottle that collected the Wannian spiritual milk in his hand away, and threw it on the ground.

The other people also ran away screaming as if they had seen a ghost, using their speed to the limit.

One person even bit his tongue, spewed out a mouthful of blood, and used a secret method to activate the blood technique, turning into red light and leaving.

In an instant, he ran away and disappeared.

Yang Qingxuan looked innocent.

He took out the big gourd of Qiankun Mystery and began to collect spiritual milk.

This Qiankun Mysterious Big Gourd is also a semi-holy artifact, a very practical space element, and it didn't take long to collect all the remaining ten thousand years of spiritual milk.

The previous few people robbed too fiercely, and the spiritual milk was a bit damaged, but most of it was still preserved.

After Yang Qingxuan finished collecting, he turned around and fled into the distance.

...

Outside the Doomsday Canyon, a group of warriors gathered, hundreds of them, all nervously looking at a huge golden ball of light.

The ball of light was brilliant, composed of countless floating names, with a diameter of about ten feet.

Those names transformed and rolled in the ball, making the sphere's brilliance shine like the sun.

And in the sky above the light sphere, names continuously floated up from below, then became larger, faded, and finally disappeared into the sky.

The names that surfaced were eliminated.

Either the yellow talisman teleportation was activated, or he died directly.

Those hundreds of warriors are all representatives of various sects and families, looking at the light ball from time to time, each thinking and expressing their own expressions.

Suddenly, three names emerged from the light sphere, "Yao Xiuwei", "Xu Wenwei", and "Bu Suan".

"what!--"

A middle-aged man's eyes were red, he stared at the ball of light with a ferocious face, and shouted: "Who is it?! Who killed my disciple of the Shenbow Sect!"

So far, in just one day of the mixed competition, all nine participating disciples of his Divine Bow Sect were wiped out, and none of them escaped, were killed and died!

The middle-aged man was exasperated, his true energy was flowing extremely erratically on his body, and the phantom of a golden longbow was changing from reality to reality, exuding a terrifying aura.

Some warriors around avoided all of them, revealing a vacuum zone, so as not to accidentally touch the mold.

"Hehe, if those nine scumbags from the Divine Bow Sect hadn't paid enough money, how could they be eligible to participate? The group's destruction is also expected and reasonable." Another man with a scarred face snorted. sneered.

There was an extremely deep and terrifying scar on the man's face, from his brow to his chin, extending an inch deep.

There was a look of sarcasm and gloating on his face, which made the scar even more ugly and ugly.

"Xing Feng, it's you, it must be a disciple of your Soul Blade Sect!"

The middle-aged man let out a roar, and the golden longbow on his body turned into a solid body, he took it off on the spot, and pointed an arrow at the man with the scarred face, full of anger.

On the golden bow and arrow, circles of ripples spread, and the power increased geometrically!

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly a cold voice sounded.

Behind the middle-aged man, a figure appeared at some time, it was the Star Palace man who presided over the competition.

The middle-aged man from the Divine Bow Sect was shocked, and without waiting for an explanation, the man from Xinggong stretched out his hand to grab it, and then shot it out.

"Boom!"

The middle-aged man from the Shenbow Sect yelled "Ah", his body was blown away, and he went straight into the huge teleportation array, disappearing in a flash.

"Noisy!"

The Xinggong man snorted coldly, glanced at everyone, and said: "I told you not to come, you have to come. I can't bear to die a few people at random, and cause trouble for me out of thin air. Whoever makes trouble again will not be sent away. Instead, send it to Hades.”

Hundreds of warriors were silent like cicadas.

Many people showed gloating smiles, and Xing Feng from the Soul Blade Sect even grinned widely.

After the Xinggong man warned everyone, he glanced at the huge ball of light, his pupils shrank slightly, and said to himself: "There are still more than 22,000 people, when will it be compared? How about throwing some treasures in now and let them blood bath."

The corner of the man's mouth raised a playful sneer.

...

Doomsday Canyon, a barren land.

The ground was scorched black, the ground was chapped, magma spewed out from time to time, and the air was filled with a pungent smell.

A group of strange-looking monsters surrounded the two girls.

Looking carefully at those monsters, they have blue faces, fangs, and incomplete bodies. Apart from being able to distinguish the monster race at a glance, the only thing they have in common is rot.

The monster's body was torn apart, exposing white bones, and the rotten flesh hung on the bones. The wind passed through the carrion bones, making a buzzing sound.

These monster races have long been dead, but they can still move, there are hundreds of them, and under the roar, the empty eye sockets light up red, and the momentum rises, looking terrifying.

The two girls who were surrounded had already turned pale, and their eyes were full of horror.

These corpses are the dead who were buried here after the war between the Yaozu and the Yasha tribe. The corpses rotted but were not transformed, and they were infected by the evil spirit and turned into corpses.