Meng Jiang smiled disdainfully, and was about to make a sound and stimulate Yang Douzi again, but the seventh attack on the field suddenly turned out to be a result.

The result was quite unexpected. It turned out that it was the disciple of the Biyang tribe who suddenly burst out with hidden strength and used mysterious means to shake the children of the Lanjin tribe away, which suddenly caused the children of the Lanjin tribe to be seriously injured and vomited blood.

It turns out that the disciples of the Biyang tribe have been hiding their strength, and they have kept their backs from the beginning, waiting for the opportunity to hit the target.

The disciples of the Lanjin tribe were eager to win, but instead fell into a bad position. The masters would inevitably fail if they made a mistake in the fight.

"Bastard!" Meng Jiang was so angry that he punched the chair beside him.

The Biyang Tribe won another game, and the total number of victories in the two battles suddenly became 9 to 8, and the Lanjin Tribe had only a little advantage.

At this moment, Meng Jiang also began to feel anxious and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Yang Douzi took advantage of the situation to attack Mengjiang and said, "Did you see it? It's not until the last moment, it's your turn to be proud. There are three games in the end, and it's not sure who will win."

"Let's see, hum!" Meng Jiang was very stubborn. Although his current advantage was small, it was also an advantage, and it was a key advantage.

At the beginning of the eighth game, two figures rushed towards each other and fought together in the blink of an eye.

Both of them put in full force, and their mysterious and unique skills emerged one after another. Their figures and lights were dazzling, and their energy burst into flying sand and stones. The sky was dark and the earth was dark. The two were killed like a great revenge of life and death.

Li Shaoyang laughed secretly, and his hand moved subtly, and once again tweaked the third karma silk thread, but he didn't dare to look directly at Yang Douzi.

The experience of the two thefts made him know that Yang Douzi, the old ghost, was quite alert.

If you keep looking at him, you will be noticed by him.

Therefore, Li Shaoyang looked at Bidou with his eyes, and captured Yang Douzi's expression change just from the corner of his eyes.

Sure enough, Yang Douzi was uneasy again.

But this time, he did not stand up again in shock.

But in this way, Li Shaoyang became even more worried. The more tolerant the old ghost Yang Douzi was, the more it proved that he was quietly looking for the root of the problem.

Let this old ghost continue to search, and within a moment, he will discover the truth about the loss of luck.

What to do?

I have to find a way to influence Yang Douzi so that Yang Douzi has no time to think about it.

Hey, there is!

Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of Li Shaoyang's mouth.

The Stone of Negative Thoughts quietly held in his hand, and a wisp of consciousness pierced into the Stone of Negative Thoughts. The gods radiated out without knowing each other, and immediately sensed the shadow demon hiding in the nearest void.

What a good luck. It is probably because of the shadow demons of the two tribes that attracted the shadow demons, and the shadow demons hiding around actually reached 86,000.

To be honest, the Stone of Immortal is a good thing, but it is one point less for use at a time. Li Shaoyang has never used it after getting it. It is not that he doesn't need it, but that he is reluctant to use it.

But for luck, I had no choice but to enable it.

With a thought, Li Shaoyang decisively used the Stone of the Sword of the Immortality to summon 86,000 shadow demons around him.

He used the Stone of Immortality to send instructions to the 86,000 Shadow Demon, not to let the Shadow Demon attack Yang Douzi, but to mobilize the 86,000 Shadow Demon to aim at Yang Douzi.

Li Shaoyang believed that with Yang Douzi's Golden Immortal Cultivation, he could feel the existence of the Shadow Demon without real attack from the Shadow Demon.

This is enough for Yang Douzi to have an illusion, and reduces the risk of Yang Douzi discovering the Stone of the Immortal Idea commanding the Shadow Demon.

Sure enough, when the 86,000 shadow demons were hiding in the void, aiming at Yang Douzi and making an attack that was ready to take advantage of the situation, Yang Douzi immediately felt it. He was surprised and then smiled coldly.

What is the 86,000 Shadow Demon? How dare you destroy the Golden Immortal? Do you think the Golden Immortal is made of paper?

However, now it is not the time to destroy these shadow demons. Yang Douzi immediately made adjustments, thinking nothing, trying to adjust his mind and strive to be calm and seamless, so that these shadow demons have no chance to attack.

"It's done!"

Li Shaoyang smiled, the shadow demon distracted Yang Douzi's attention, and was stolen with great luck, and it quickly recovered to 165% or even more, and it suddenly reached 210%.

"No, I've been trapped!"

Unfortunately, at this moment, Yang Douzi discovered that his luck had been lost. His two tiger eyes burst out with a terrifying shock. There was a hysterical hideous look in his eyes, like a madman who chose people to eat. He wanted to find the person behind him and tear him apart completely.

Li Shaoyang felt cold in his heart, and quickly put away the stone of evil thoughts and directly gave up the plan to continue stealing his luck.

The kingly way is to stop when you see it is good.

After Li Shaoyang suddenly withdrew his plan to steal luck, Yang Douzi could no longer find any traces, and even the 86,000 shadow demons gathered around him dispersed.

Bang!

At this moment, the eight battles ended and the Biyang tribe won again.

Nine to nine, this brought back the decline of the last battle between the Lanjin tribe, and the two sides came to the same starting line again.

Meng Jiang was so angry that his eyes were furious by this result. He could have won four consecutive games and won directly in a high-profile manner, and then left with Ziyun Baoshi. Now, it was better that he was actually leveled by the Biyang Tribe.

At this moment, he had the desire to kill.

Meng Jiang was so angry that he smoked his orifices, but Yang Douzi was so happy that he smiled.

As the balance of victory was once again classified as a horizontal line, Yang Douzi was in a great mood, and it was not important to have any luck stolen. What was that little luck? As long as you get the Ziyun Treasure Shirt, you could suppress the Lanjin Tribe, and even conquering a few more tribes would not be a problem.

At that time, the luck that gathers towards the Biyang tribe will be called a grand luck, and it just happens to use the support of this luck to impact the Star Fairyland.

"Mengjiang, have you seen it? My Biyang Tribe defeated the game in a row. Your children are useless. It seems that Ziyun Baoshan has no chance of getting along with you."

Yang Douzi hit Meng Jiang again. Seeing Meng Jiang's face getting ugly and obviously suppressing his strong anger, Yang Douzi became more and more excited and carried away. "I can win any of the last two games, because the next battle is my most proud grandson Yang Guoguo. He will fight to sweep away your incompetent children."

Meng Jiang was furious, angry, and said nothing, staring at the scene with gloomy eyes, as if he was waiting for something quietly.

At this time, the children of the Lanjin tribe who played in the ninth game had already flew out of the stone platform lightly, suspended in the void, with their hands on their backs, and a breath that was fluctuating with the wind and calmly appeared immediately.

Li Shaoyang was shocked. This person was the strongest child of the Lanjin tribe he had felt before. It seemed to be similar to other children, but in fact his magic power may have exceeded three million generations.

“It’s my place.”

Yang Guoguo stood up, glanced at Li Shaoyang with contempt, laughed wildly and moved out, and rushed towards the masters of the Lanjin tribe.

The violent 2.5 million magic power shook the void around the surroundings, and suddenly there was a golden light staining the sky, bringing the dazzling and domineering sky tiger into the clouds.

"The tiger enters the sky gate and kills the Nine Skills!"

"Tear the sky, break the sky, kick the sky, split the sky, cross the sky, shake the sky, fall the sky, fly the sky, and eight heavens return to one."

Eighty-eight and sixty-four roars in the sky, shaking mountains and rivers, and six thousand four hundred tigers covered the sky and gathered into a grab, tearing the mountains and splitting the mountains, making them incredibly fierce.

Yang Guoguo was so strong that she wanted to do her best to kill the masters of the Lanjin tribe with one blow.

Seeing Yang Guoguo so domineeringly, the children of the entire Biyang tribe were sensational, roaring loudly, and the sounds were buzzing, like the waves of the sea, with thousands of waves stacked up.

"The children of Lanjin Tribe, I, Yang Guoguo, are you still trying to take away Ziyun Treasure Shirt? It's a fool."

"Okay, the eldest young master is domineering."

"The eldest young master is mighty."

"Beat the children of Lanjin tribe who are brave and thief to death."

However, a terrible scene suddenly appeared.

The master of the Lanjin tribe raised his eyebrows and immediately felt a rebellious aura of arrogance spread throughout the fields. His figure was obviously still, but he was already looking down on Yang Guoguo from the highest point like a towering peak.

Then, his hand gently grabbed it.

Elegant and slow, as if I was pushing away the flies around me.

Just a catch!

It was destroyed and destroyed, and in an instant, it emitted endless terrifying suction force, and the overwhelming appearance of the tiger was sucked into the palm of the palm.

"break!"

With a faint shout, the white clouds floated, the Shenhu Gate appeared behind him, and the roar of the shocking Shenhu Tiger sounded.

With a gentle grab, he had already grabbed Yang Guoguo's shoulder.

Yang Guoguo couldn't hide, so he fell to the ground and fainted.

The entire field was full of riots and crowds, but at this moment, it became silent, and countless faces became stiff.

Meng Jiang grinned and laughed silently

Yang Douzi stood up in horror, his face turned blue and white. The grandson who had just boasted that he had the most confidence was the fastest defeat and was seriously injured in one move.

Ten to nine!

Ten to nine!

The last game is Yang Yuan, so is there still hope?

Yang Douzi stood up in shock, his face flushed, unable to say it was shock, angry, disbelief, and he wanted to roar with more complicated emotions.

In order to attack Mengjiang, he took the lead and even boasted that his baby loved his grandson and could easily sweep away the children of the Lanjin tribe.

But what is the result?

The result was that his beloved grandson, the grand young master, was shattered and destroyed by the shouts of the children of the Biyang tribe, and he was ignorant of life and death.

How can Yang Douzi feel?

At this time, Yang Douzi had almost forgotten the Ziyun Baoshi that he was determined to win. He just wanted to dig a hole on the spot and buried himself, so as not to hear Meng Jiang's vicious sarcasm.

The terrible sound still rang.

However, this sound did not come from Mengjiang, but the Lanjin tribe's children who easily took away Yang Guoguo in the field.

After picking up Yang Guoguo, he didn't retreat immediately, but was still floating in the sky. His arrogant face looked down at Yang Guoguo on the ground with contempt and said, "It's just a fight. If you lose, you'll lie on the ground and pretend to be dead and hurt. Who do you want to humiliate?"...
Chapter completed!