Unrivaled in Immortality

Xiao Bei died, and the monk surnamed Luo attacked immediately, giving Wang Yong a break, but he didn't have many soul weapons left.

The fog snake was obviously not suitable for fighting, so Wang Yong put the magic weapon of illusion into his sea of ​​consciousness to nourish it.

Then he controlled the remaining soul weapons and assisted the monk surnamed Luo in attacking Lin Yehuo.

In the Cone Soul Formation, the Soul-Stirring Pillar was in the center of the formation, surrounded by many soul weapons, and the outer part of the soul weapons was a group of black fog, and the soul weapons flickered in the black fog.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang" sounded, that was the sound of soul weapons colliding.

And Lin Yehuo was also trapped in it, and he could not save himself now.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, take out your magic weapon to deal with him!" Lin Yehuo shouted loudly.

Wang Yong ignored it and still relied on ordinary soul weapons to assist the monk surnamed Luo in attacking.

Under the joint attack of the two, the Cone Soul Formation gradually weakened.

As long as the two of them persist, I believe it won't take long to break the Cone Soul Formation.

However, this did not affect the monk surnamed Luo from shouting at Wang Yong: "Quick! Fellow Daoist Wang, take out the magic weapon, we can deal with him immediately."

After shouting, the monk surnamed Luo had a sneer on his face, because the less Wang Yong took out the magic weapon, the better he could deal with his guess.

He had guessed that Wang Yong's magic weapon should have been severely damaged when dealing with Xiao Bei, otherwise he would not have kept it.

What he had to do now was to reduce the psychological pressure on Wang Yong and let him take out the magic weapon. It was a severely damaged magic weapon. If he worked a little from it, it was not impossible to destroy it.

At that time, Lin Yehuo would be killed again. What other means would Wang Yong have to deal with him with the magic weapon.

Thinking of this, he looked at the Soul-Dangling Bell greedily, as if the Soul-Dangling Bell was already in his pocket.

Wang Yong still ignored him, and he could roughly figure out the monk surnamed Luo's thoughts.

"It seems that the damage of the magic weapon has been discovered by him, but it doesn't matter..." Wang Yong thought. Although he didn't take out the magic weapon, the frequency of the soul weapon's attack was obviously accelerated, and he looked like he couldn't wait to kill Lin Yehuo.

The monk surnamed Luo on the other side smiled slightly when he saw this.

The soul weapons in the black fog also hit the periphery of the cone soul array more fiercely.

As the soul weapons were broken one by one, the power of the cone soul array was weakened little by little. Lin Yehuo frowned slightly and couldn't help but feel scared.

He thought of Xiao Bei and thought that he was about to follow in Xiao Bei's footsteps.

"Wait a minute, I am willing to withdraw from the competition for the Soul-shaking Bell. You let me go, and I promise not to tell others about what happened here." Lin Yehuo shouted loudly in the cone soul array.

He did this as a stopgap measure. When he left here, he would unite with the Xiao family. He didn't believe that he couldn't keep them.

"Haha, Brother Lin, do you believe what you said?" The monk surnamed Luo laughed, obviously not believing it.

"Brother Luo, believe me. I promise not to say anything after I leave, and I will also help you block the news." Lin Yehuo heard the monk surnamed Luo talking, and hurriedly continued to speak.

Because he now felt that it was getting more and more difficult to resist the attacks of the two. Although he had not reached the point of exhaustion, his losses were also great.

At this moment, the soul weapons outside the Cone Soul Formation were extremely sparse, and soul weapons penetrated from time to time. If it were not for the support of the magic weapon, the Soul-shaking Pillar, he would probably have been defeated now.

But even so, he was not far from failure.

In the rolling black fog, the soul weapons were more powerful. Wang Yong and the monk surnamed Luo also used all their strength at this moment. For this reason, Wang Yong only had about five or six soul weapons left in his hand, and the monk surnamed Luo had not many soul weapons left in his hand.

Fortunately, the Cone Soul Formation was also broken by the two, leaving only a bare Soul-shaking Pillar.

"Since you two are so ruthless, don't blame me for being rude." Lin Yehuo was at the end of his rope and didn't care about that anymore.

He controlled the Soul-Stirring Pillar and slammed into the black fog.

He knew that the only thing that could threaten him was this black fog magic weapon. As long as he dispersed it, he could still escape and even kill the two.

The monk surnamed Luo also saw Lin Yehuo's plan. He saw the black fog condensed into a ball, and then slammed into the Soul-Stirring Pillar.

"Buzz" a wave rippled, and at this moment this wave slammed into the Soul-Stirring Bell.

"Boom" the Soul-Stirring Bell was struck, and the three were blown away at the same time.

Fortunately, the wave was not strong, otherwise all three would have died.

The moment Wang Yong flew out, he suddenly rose up. He used the Blood Demon Body Refining Sutra with all his strength, and the whole person became three feet tall, and then fell to the ground fiercely.

The moment he hit the ground, Wang Yong jumped up and rushed towards Lin Yehuo's position.

Almost instantly, he came to Lin Yehuo's body. Lin Yehuo had just recovered from the shock, but a big hand had already pressed down.

With a loud "bang", Wang Yong slammed Lin Yehuo to the ground. At this moment, Lin Yehuo's body was full of blue light, and his whole body was covered with complicated patterns. It was obvious that he had also activated the body-refining technique.

However, at this moment, a big hand held him tightly in the palm of his hand, and then rushed towards the monk surnamed Luo.

Seeing this, the monk surnamed Luo saw that his body also rose suddenly, but it stopped at only about ten feet, and then a burst of black mist followed and wrapped him tightly.

Wang Yong swung his other hand fiercely, and a punch sent the monk surnamed Luo flying out. The monk surnamed Luo flew backwards for a distance, but landed safely.

Wang Yong looked at his fist without saying a word.

Then a mist snake slowly emerged beside him.

"Heh, how many more attacks can you perform with this magic weapon?" Seeing this, the monk surnamed Luo sneered.

"It's enough to kill you!" Wang Yong's voice was like thunder, resounding through the top of the mountain.

Then he touched the ground with his toes, and the whole person flew out at a high speed. The mist snake was wrapped around his arm, and then the two of them hit the monk who fell fiercely.

Just when the mist snake was about to hit him, Wang Yong suddenly shouted: "Explode!"

The mist snake broke away from Wang Yong's arm and came to the black fog, and then the sharp corner exploded.

The self-explosion of the magic weapon of illusion blew a hole in the black fog, and Wang Yong's fist followed closely, and it was imprinted fiercely on the chest of the monk surnamed Luo.

Just as the monk surnamed Luo was about to fly backwards, Wang Yong opened his big hand and grasped his head.

Wang Yong's whole body was filled with blood and energy, and he exerted great force with his palm. Then, with a "pop", the monk surnamed Luo's head was crushed by Wang Yong, and he fell down, and the black mist magic weapon dissipated.

Wang Yong felt something strange coming from his other hand, and then he opened his hand, only to see that Lin Yehuo was also crushed to death by him.