While everyone outside was talking, the disciples of the Zhanwu Pavilion who fought with Lu Zihao on the battlefield were also depressed and admitted defeat. This was really impossible to fight. Lu Zihao was already difficult to deal with and had great strength.

Not to mention Wang Baole, who made his scalp numb and his magic weapon was weird, especially his auxiliary warrior had been tied up. With a bitter smile at this moment, the disciple of Zhanwu Pavilion could only give up.

At the same time, the people in the high altitude stands also showed interest. Although they were knowledgeable, in their eyes, such exquisite gadgets were also beneficial.

It was just a good match between the Battle of Wu Pavilion, which was repeatedly disturbed by Wang Baole's advertisements. The others were fine, but the elders of the Battle of Wu Pavilion were already angry.

If it were other disciples, they would have been dealt with seriously long ago. However, on the one hand, Wang Baole had a elder of the Magic Army Pavilion saying good things, and on the other hand, he made great contributions to Piaomiao Taoist Court. The former was a favor that added icing on the cake, and the latter's outstanding contribution was the basis for his different treatment.

So soon, after the elder of Zhanwu Pavilion expressed his dissatisfaction, he was not seriously dealt with. On the high altitude stands, in the direction of Piaomiao Taoist Court, there was only a warning about Wang Baole's behavior.

"Wang Baole, a soldier at the Magical Soldier Pavilion, concentrate on assisting you. Don't continue to publicize your magical weapons so deliberately to the outside world!"

The warning spread all over the battlefield. For a while, many disciples who were competing heard this sentence. Many people were surprised, and some people noticed fireworks before and had some speculations.

As for the people on Shangyuan Island outside, they all heard that there were many of them. They originally planned to follow the example in the future, but now they all gave up this idea.

Wang Baole also shrank his head here, and was still excited in his heart. After hearing the warning, he knew that he could not continue, and his heart was filled with regret and depression.

"What a pity that such a good publicity opportunity..." Wang Baole felt a little angry. He felt that he had not interfered with other people's competitions and did not cheat. Why didn't he let himself promote magic weapons?

Lu Zihao, who was standing beside him, was excited at this moment. In fact, he thought that this competition was the moment when he shined, but he was stolen by Wang Baole. It would be fine once, but he was stolen again just now. This made him very uncomfortable.

At this moment, seeing the Taoist temple stopping it, he suddenly felt that the Taoist temple was too wise this time. However, looking at Wang Baole's depressed look, although he was excited and relieved, his eyes turned and he snorted beside him.

"Unfair, Wang Baole, if I were to do this, I would definitely not be able to bear it. The Taoist Court is targeting you. If you ask me, you can do something good with the Taoist Court. What can they do if they can do it? After all, we are rational about this matter, and you have made great contributions to the Taoist Court!" Lu Zihao whispered in Wang Baole's ear. He wanted to see the scene of Wang Baole going to face the Taoist Court.

However, it was obvious that when it came to instigation, the young Lu Zihao was still too tender. After this words fell into Wang Baole's ears, Wang Baole looked at Lu Zihao with a squint eyes.

"You can't stand it? Then come on, come on, son, dad will set you up fireworks to cheer you, go and fight against the Taoist temple! As long as you can kill those people above, I call you dad!" Wang Baole raised his hand and took out a small wooden barrel.

"I'm so cowardly, Lu is ashamed to be with you!" Seeing the small wooden barrel in Wang Baole's hand, Lu Zihao was startled, quickly retreated, snorted, and then walked towards the third meeting point.

"Little thing, if you don't want to be timid, you'll be tempted by me, dad!" Wang Baole rolled his eyes and walked forward with depression. Lu Zihao in front heard this and turned around and glared.

"Wang Baole, listen. It would be fine if I endure it twice before, but this third time... If you steal my limelight again, I will fight you. I'm serious!" Lu Zihao roared, with bloodshot eyes already in his eyes.

"This time, it's useless to give me anything. Don't think about buying me. I, Lu Zihao, is a principled person. This is my competition!!" After saying that, Lu Zihao glared at Wang Baole fiercely, turned around and headed straight to the third meeting point.

"What's the matter in a hurry? The Taoist court doesn't let me advertise anymore. Don't worry, I will never take action against the enemy!" Wang Baole waved his hand, and he still felt regretful that he could not continue advertising, and he was too lazy to take action.

At this moment, the two of them were not far from the junction point, and they could be seen vaguely at the junction point at the end of the path ahead, two of them were standing there waiting for them.

The two of them were tall and short, with calm expressions, but their eyes were bright and bright. When they stood there and looked at Wang Baole and Lu Zihao, their eyes suddenly became even more sharp. Moreover, they had not taken action now, so they could not tell who was the war cultivator, nor could they see the origin of the auxiliary warrior.

The moment he saw the two, Lu Zihao's eyes suddenly showed his splendor. Even though Wang Baole didn't say anything, he was still worried that he would be stolen again, so his speed suddenly increased and he roared straight for the two of them.

Seeing Lu Zihao so anxious, Wang Baole simply stopped, but his expression moved instantly. He noticed that the two people at the meeting point seemed to be something wrong, and he spoke immediately.

"Wait a moment!"

But it was fine if he didn't say anything. As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Zihao was faster, as if he had been stepped on his tail. He obviously tried his best and even let out a roar.

But... he rushed out too quickly. Almost as Wang Baole's words came out, the short man's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to take out a compass and pressed it hard on the ground. Suddenly, a storm roared from the surroundings, turned into a cage, and exploded directly in front of Lu Zihao.

"No!!" Lu Zihao's mind buzzed, and his eyes showed grief and anger. The roar was still echoing, and his body had no time to dodge. He was instantly sealed by the storm. From a distance, a huge storm ball appeared where he was, covering him and isolating everything. Even the roar ended abruptly.

"Formation Cultivation?" Wang Baole looked strange and felt very sympathetic to Lu Zi in his heart. He knew that this guy was anxious and lost his composure and was ambushed by the formation...

"What's the troubled kid? I said I won't take action. Now..." Wang Baole blinked and saw the tall and short men, and now he walked straight to himself with a sneer. Obviously, the plan of these two men was to first defeat the auxiliary warriors and then join forces to defeat the contestants.

Seeing the two of them coming quickly, Wang Baole's eyes slowly lit up. He thought that this might be a good opportunity. Although he did not allow himself to advertise, he did not say that he would not let himself set off fireworks. Moreover, the firework barrel was also a kind of magic weapon... So at the moment when the two of them arrived, Wang Baole suddenly raised his right hand, and a small wooden barrel suddenly soared into the sky, bursting with a bang, releasing a dazzling light like fireworks, spreading everywhere!

As soon as the fireworks came out, Shangyuan Island and Gaokong were waiting for others, and they couldn't help but look over again.

At the same time, Wang Baole was excited, and at the moment when the two of them were shocked by the fireworks, they were still coming, his eyes were bright. With a wave of his right hand, three flying frost swords suddenly flew out of his storage bracelet.

"Two fellow Taoists, please note that the first-grade magic weapon was just a shocking explosion. Now I am using the second-grade perfect magic weapon Feishuang Sword. This sword is invincible. The cold comes with the sword, and it has a core of colorful spirit stones, which is powerful!" Wang Baole roared, and as soon as these three swords were released, the cold air spreads immediately and heads straight for the two of them.

The speed was as fast as if it could break through the air, which made the two of them change their expressions and resist immediately, but just as they blocked the Feishuang Sword, three large seals appeared in Wang Baole's wave.

"Two fellow Taoists, please note that this is my second-grade perfect magic weapon, the mountain-suppressing seal, this seal rises in the wind, and there is gravity retraction pattern inside, which is comparable to a mountain pressing on the top!"

"Two fellow Taoists, please be careful, this is my magic weapon tied with immortal rope, which has elastic and tight power, and has hot burning patterns!"

"Two... This is the God-Destroying Pestle. The rocks must be broken immediately in front of it. Never touch them, just blow them up!"

"...This is a sky-destroying whip. Once it explodes, the sea of ​​blood will be overwhelming!"

"This is the Huang Divine Mirror... I will lose my mind after seeing it!"

As Wang Baole spoke, he immediately threw magic weapons out of the storage bracelet, and rushed straight to the tall and short men like a roar.

It is dense and colorful. From a distance, it seems to be occupied by magical instruments. Looking around, there are different magical instruments, but each one is said by Wang Baole in a kind way, which makes the two monks who are facing resistance change their faces and are even more absurd.

"What is this guy doing? What habits are introduced in such a detailed way!!"

"Damn it, why did he have so many magic weapons!!"
Chapter completed!