call!
Before the words finished, the Yin Beast of Good Fortune and the Yang Beast of Good Fortune looked at each other, and suddenly slamd into each other. Strangely, the two beasts overlapped and turned into a huge black beast about ten feet high.
It has two heads, one is like a lion, the other is like a tiger, fierce and domineering, especially those two pairs of eyes, one pair of black, one pair of cyan, extrely hideous.
At a glance, the soul seems to be hit.
The most important thing is that it is covered with black scale armor, shining with gloomy light, and its feet are stepped on black fire and thunderclouds, intertwined with thunder and lightning, it is powerful and invincible.
At this mont, there was a dead silence in the audience, and everyone looked at the body of the Yin and Yang Good Fortune Beast in astonishnt!
"The seventh divine beast in the world, the yin and yang beast?" After a long ti, soone tremblingly asked.
Just by feeling the power, many people's feet trembled, and they couldn't even stand firmly.
So people even looked terrified when they heard the na.
This na, many older monks, have not heard of it for tens of thousands of years.
And now, the seventh beast on the list of the beasts actually reappears in the world and is right in front of them. How can this calm them?
"Run!" Finally, soone couldn't bear the pressure and ran away.
Other people in classical Chinese, no matter where they dare to hesitate, even if they can't step out of their legs, they stand up in the air, wanting to escape here.
"Can you run away?" Yin and Yang Good Fortune Beast sneered. His two pairs of eyes suddenly burst into light at the sa ti, turning into a vast enchantnt roaring everywhere.
Before breathing, a gloomy barrier enveloped the Halloween City, and all the monks were enveloped.
At the sa ti, the yin and yang good fortune beasts blood with the aura of the top-ranking Dharma Venerable, and those low-level cultivators exploded one after another, turning into nothingness and condensing in the void, wherever they could bear this montum.
Even the monks of the Holy Venerable Realm were a little unable to bear it, their bodies were so heavy that they could barely stand with their bodies arched.
Although Xiao Fan was only a low-grade holy, he didn't know whether it was the reason for where he was standing or sothing else. At this mont, he didn't feel any pressure.
Others also discovered this, and they all approached the small square in front of the Pantheon, but because there were too many people, many people couldn't get in at all.
"Yan Baxuan, are you still thinking about the Wansheng dicine Pavilion?" Zhang Wenjin looked at Yan Baxuan with a sneer.
Yan Baxuan's face was miserable, how could he think that things would co to this point.
Suddenly, he seed to think of sothing, and suddenly looked at Xiao Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, don't you have a way to deal with the Yin and Yang beasts? What are you still trying to do? Kill it quickly!"
When the others heard this, they all looked at Xiao Fan with expectation.
However, Xiao Fan ignored Yan Baxuan, but looked towards the sky, as if waiting for sothing.
"Today, no one can save you unless..." Yin and Yang Good Fortune Beast called him Huo Yun, step by step approaching the Panthera Temple, sneered.
It walked slowly on purpose, as if it liked the tornting feeling.
"Unless what?" Soone couldn't help but say, as if they saw the hope of living, which made them grab the last straw.
"The things in the Ten Thousand Temples belong to ." Yin Yang Good Fortune Beast finally said its requirents.
As soon as these words ca out, the audience was completely silent, and the cultivators turned their eyes to Yan Baxuan and Zhang Wenjin, as well as the unconscious Lu Bohou.
They didn't know what was in the Panthera Temple, but they knew that only two kinds of people were eligible to enter, one was the pavilion master and the other was the champion of the Pill Club.
And now, Xiao Fan won the Danhui championship, so naturally he has a chance to enter.
However, they also knew that Yan Baxuan and Zhang Wenjin had disagreents, and they might not allow Xiao Fan to enter the Wansheng Temple.
"Don't think about it!" Zhang Wenjin directly refused as everyone was expecting it.
As soon as this remark ca out, Yan Baxuan was very surprised. Isn't Zhang Wenjin always against himself? Shouldn't he agree to the conditions of Yin and Yang to make a beast?
What he didn't expect was that Zhang Wenjin directly refused.
At this ti, Zhang Wenjin's voice continued to sound: "The Hall of the Holy dicine is one of the foundations of the Hall of All Saints dicine. As long as you beco the owner of the Hall of All Saints dicine, anyone can get it, but you can't get it from the Yin and Yang Beasts."
"You're looking for death!" The Yin-Yang Good Fortune Beast was really angry, and the tiger's head opened its mouth and let out a blue light, which turned into a sharp sword and rushed towards Zhang Wenjin.
Zhang Wenjin, who was badly injured at the mont, really may not be able to withstand this sharp sword.
"Senior, be careful!" Xiao Fan exclaid.
Zhang Wenjin has the kindness to know him and save his life, Xiao Fan doesn't want him to die here.
Upon seeing this, the monks of the Panthera Temple also paled. If this sharp sword were to fall, not only Zhang Wenjin would die, but they too.
call!
Just when everyone thought they were going to die, the sudden change occurred, and suddenly a raging golden fla erupted from the Pantheon, which turned into a fla barrier covering the Pantheon and the square.
The light that shot towards the Panthera Temple was lted directly by the fla mask, as if it had never appeared before.
"This?" The crowd was dumbfounded.
Even Zhang Wenjin and Yan Baxuan were surprised, they didn't even know that the Wansheng Temple had such a strong defensive ability.
That was the attack of the high-grade Fa Zun, so I took it so easily?
After a few breaths, the crowd all cheered, and they would be saved as long as they stood in the Pantheon Square.
However, those monks who have never rushed into the Pantheon will be miserable.
Sure enough, the yin and yang good fortune beast showed anger on its face, as if it had known that it could not destroy the Panthera Temple, its sharp eyes suddenly turned to other monks in the Holy City.
The monks paled with fright and trembled all over.
"Die!" Yin and Yang Good Fortune Beast did not have the slightest sympathy, and a beam of light spit out again, preparing to slaughter the low-level monks.
"stop!"
When everyone was desperate, a blast sounded in vain, resounding in the void like a blast of thunder.
Upon hearing this sound, the Yin-Yang Good Fortune Beast shivered suddenly, and the sharp sword about to be ejected from its mouth was swallowed back raw by it.
Its eyes trembled even more, as if they were terrified.
"Who?" The crowd looked at the Quartet blankly, but they were surprised.
Just a single voice cald the Yin and Yang good fortune beasts. Is this an ordinary person?
If anyone present was the most excited, it was Yan Baxuan and Zhang Wenjin.
When they heard that voice, their sunken eyes turned red and there was a faint mist swirling in their eye sockets.
The next mont, in everyone's surprised eyes, Xiao Fan's eyebrows suddenly shot out three streams of light, condensing three figures in the void.
Many monks of the older generation showed a look of astonishnt when they saw these three people, especially when they saw the first one. At the next mont, they all knelt down and shouted: "Well, see the pavilion master!"
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