Chapter 617 Hibiscus Green Lotus Peng Demon Reappears

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd.

King Pengtian continued.

"Let's do this. If anyone can win tonight's competition, I will give him this 'Soul Condensing Bead'."

"Such a good treasure is actually being used as a lottery ticket."

"King Pengtian is really heroic."

"There are countless treasures in my place, Pengtian, and I am currently recruiting troops."

"Today, through this treasure appraisal conference, I would like to announce to all directions that if you are willing, just come and I will definitely not let you suffer any loss."

As soon as this statement came out, all the guests were even more excited and eager to give it a try.

But many people expressed hesitation.

After all, there are many strong people present, and fighting for the treasure is no easy task.

"King Pengtian, how can such a grand event be without me? How about I come and participate?"

Just as a group of guests were gearing up and eager to give it a try.

Suddenly a voice came from the sky.

Everyone looked up and saw a pink figure slowly approaching under the moon in the distance.

The man was wearing lotus red clothes, with a handsome face and fair complexion. He turned out to be an extremely handsome man.

It's just that he is wearing a bright red lotus robe, which makes people feel a little weird.

He landed lightly on the ground, looking across the crowd, looking particularly confident and calm.

As soon as this person appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Even the noisy voices gradually died down.

"It's Liu Qingyun, a disciple of King Furong Qinglian. How did he come here?"

Several guests were talking in low voices, and it was obvious that this young man's identity was of great importance.

The red lotus young man smiled slightly and said.

"Everyone, I am here to visit King Peng Tian on the order of my master."

"I didn't expect to meet so many friends here. It's such an honor."

King Pengtian showed a hint of surprise on his face, walked forward and said with a smile.

"It turns out that he is the disciple of King Qinglian. I am disrespectful and disrespectful. I wonder what the honor of this distinguished guest is?"

The Lotus Green Lotus King is also one of the thirty-eight Qin Kings. It is said that he is a strange person who was born in the green lotus and grew under the lotus leaves.

Lotus is also called hibiscus

This thing comes out of the mud but is not stained, and washes the clear ripples without being evil.

So he named himself Furong Qinglian King.

He practices the Qinglian Canghong technique and is very powerful.

Behind them, there are many shadows of the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

King Pengtian knew how powerful the opponent was, so he didn't dare to provoke him.

Therefore, a banquet was held this time to share the treasures.

He didn't invite the other party either.

I didn't expect that the other party would come uninvited.

Liu Qingyun cupped his hands and said.

"My master heard that the king has obtained a treasure, so he specially ordered me to come to congratulate him and hope to see the true appearance of the treasure."

When King Pengtian heard the words, he pondered for a moment, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he laughed heartily.

"It's so good. Since King Qinglian is willing to take a look, it is naturally the most suitable one."

King Pengtian laughed and took out the bead that exuded soft light from his arms. It was the extremely precious 'soul-condensing bead'.

When everyone saw this, they all cast envious glances.

King Pengtian said and handed the beads to Liu Qingyun.

"Please watch carefully."

Liu Qingyun took the bead, looked at it carefully, and praised it.

"It is indeed an extraordinary thing. If the master can see this treasure, he will be extremely happy."

"It's just that it doesn't look like it came from the palace."

After hearing this, King Pengtian snorted coldly.

"What, you don't believe me?"

"This... of course I don't dare."

"That's good."

King Pengtian snorted coldly and said no more.

"Okay, this treasure is right here, let's see who can get it."

After finishing speaking, King Pengtian dodged the orb from Liu Qingyun's hand and threw the soul-condensing orb in his hand towards the sky.

The soul-condensing bead immediately dripped and released countless rays of light.

Liu Qingyun smiled slightly.

"Everyone, if that's the case, let's do it according to our abilities."

After saying that, he moved and jumped into the air. Everyone at the banquet also flashed, and with one step, they rushed directly into the sky.

Everyone looked excited and eager to try.

"Everyone, the rules are very simple. Whoever gets the Soul Condensing Pearl will own it!"

Everyone stared at the orb.

Everyone shows off their strength and tries to get close to it.

Liu Qingyun's figure is strong and strong, like a light swallow, flying in the air, trying to catch the orb.

Not to be outdone, the others used their unique moves one after another, and the scene suddenly became extremely intense.

Zuo Zimo also joined in the fight, the big black bull on his crotch was like a mad cow, and he gasped out two thick white breaths.

Four huge hooves swiped and immediately left countless cracks on the ground.

Then, with all his limbs forward, he made a fierce dash and spanned several miles in an instant. His figure was like lightning, leaping high from the back of the bull.

In an instant, he arrived below the Soul Condensing Pearl.

Just when he was about to take action, Liu Qingyun took the lead. Liu Qingyun stretched out his hand and almost touched the orb.

"What a speed!"

Zuo Zimo secretly praised in his heart and controlled the bull demon under his feet to roar!

Moo! Moo! Moo!

An invisible wave of sound rose into the sky, temporarily forcing Liu Qingyun back.

The two started a wonderful chase in the air.

The bead floated to the other side again.

At this time.

At some point, two more silver needles appeared in the air and shot towards the direction of the orb.

The silver needle drew two graceful arcs in the air, and was about to hit the Soul-Condensing Pearl, but at the last moment Liu Qingyun slapped the Soul-Condensing Pearl away with his palm, cleverly avoiding it.

"I'm Yinzhenhaozi, and I'm here to compete with you all."

A clear and confident voice suddenly appeared, making the atmosphere on the field even more tense.

Then a person appeared as light as a fallen leaf, holding more silver needles in his hand, ready to launch again at any time.

When Liu Qingyun saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly. This new opponent was obviously not an easy person.

While he continued to avoid the erratic soul-condensing beads in the air, he was alert to Yinzhen Haozi's next move.

The addition of silver needle cents made everyone's competition more complicated.

The silver needle in his hand was like a living creature, drawing trails of glittering cold light in the air.

"Interesting, it seems this competition won't be too boring."

Liu Qingyun chuckled, and his figure changed again, shuttling through the air like a ghost.

At this time, when the soul-condensing bead had descended from the air to a certain height, Liu Qingyun suddenly rushed forward, like an arrow from a string, heading straight for the orb.

But the moment his hands came into contact with the orb.

But he found a withered hand appeared in front of him.

Those hands firmly grasped the soul-condensing bead.

"who?"

The sudden appearance of a stranger made these people nervous and on edge.

Liu Qingyun's offensive came to an abrupt end, and his heart was filled with astonishment - he originally thought he had a chance to win, but unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin showed up halfway.

This sudden black-robed man not only snatched away the soul condensing beads, but also brought with him a powerful aura that made people dare not act rashly.

The appearance of the man in black robe broke the original balance on the field, and everyone's attention was attracted to him.

The silver needle in Yinzhen Haozi's hand stopped in mid-air. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the uninvited guest.

Zuo Zimo even put away his spells vigilantly, gently massaged the big black cow and sat down, preparing for a possible battle.

"Who are you? How dare you come here to disturb the situation!"

Liu Qingyun asked in a deep voice, with a bit of anger and unwillingness in his tone.

The man in black robe slowly raised his head, his eyes were like cold stars in the abyss, revealing a chilling sharpness.

When Liu Qingyun saw this, he immediately did not dare to say anything more and had to hide aside in frustration.

Ye Yang glanced around lightly, and then fixed his gaze on King Pengtian.

"You're the one pretending to be me and saying that you're going to attack the imperial harem at night?"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful breath burst out from his body, and the air was filled with an amazing sense of oppression.

"What? King Pengtian is not the one who attacked the palace at night."

"Could it be that the person in front of me is the rightful owner?"

"Hiss! If you put it this way, isn't this person the peerless expert who practices the Great Demon Peng method?"

The eyes of everyone present fell on King Pengtian and the old man in black in the sky, their eyes full of curiosity and vigilance.

"I don't understand what your Excellency said."

"Could it be that you doubt my strength?"

King Pengtian looked at Ye Yang and snorted coldly.

A huge silver-winged roc Benming appeared behind him.

The roc was unusually handsome, with a mighty look, and every feather shone with a metallic luster, as if it were indestructible.

He struck with a punch, and the silver-winged roc suddenly flapped its wings and flew high, bringing up a gust of wind and rushing towards Ye Yang.

The surrounding space was shattered.

But Ye Yang seemed unusually calm. He just gently stretched out a hand and pressed down. Then infinite aura surged out, and a ferocious evil aura filled the world.

Endless breath surged out of his body, and a power comparable to the silver-winged roc surrounded him.

The two collide.

There were violent fluctuations, the surrounding air was trembling, and dust was flying.

Ye Yang stood firmly on the spot, facing such a fierce offensive, there was no fear on his face.

The energy of the roc demon swirled around him, forming an invisible barrier that blocked the attack of the silver-winged roc.

The next moment, Ye Yang pointed out, his movements as sharp as an eagle's claws and as fast as thunder and lightning.

This finger directly hit King Pengtian.

The latter's eyes suddenly shrank and he wanted to defend himself, but the claw was too fast and it was too late.

It actually flew directly through the air, penetrated King Pengtian's defense, and inserted into his left eye.

Blood spurted out instantly, King Pengtian screamed in pain and staggered back.

This scene shocked everyone present.

"this?"

Ye Yang's attack was beyond everyone's expectations.

It's too late, but it's soon.

The speed at which the two of them were fighting just now was too fast.

They only saw two bolts of lightning flashing through the air, and in an instant, the two of them had already decided the winner.

Everyone present was deeply shocked by this scene and gasped.

The sudden appearance of the old man in black was able to kill King Pengtian so easily. His strength exceeded their expectations.

Much more powerful than they imagined.

Ye Yang retracted his fingers, his eyes still calm. He stared at King Pengtian quietly, as if everything was under control.

King Pengtian covered his injured eyes, blood dripping from his fingers. He glared at Ye Yang angrily, with the flame of revenge burning in his eyes.

"You are seeking death!"

King Pengtian roared, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger.

This unprecedented insult almost made him lose his mind.

Ye Yang smiled slightly, not taking King Pengtian's threat seriously.

"I would like to ask why you dare to spread the news at this time, aren't you afraid of being hunted down by those Jindan cultivators of the Dayun Dynasty?"

Jindan cultivators, whose life and death are intertwined, have a unique Jindan that covers a piece of heaven and earth, and are extremely powerful.