Honghuang: Tongtian! Your apprentice is going to die again

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Biyou Palace Main Hall.

I felt Ge Ling's questioning gaze.

Tongtian didn't speak, just blinked.

Ge Ling curled his lips when he saw this and said no more.

When the Water and Fire Fairy Boy heard this, he was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

After hesitating, he muttered softly: "Aren't I afraid that he will die?"

"How unlucky it would be if I died within your body!"

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and continued: "Besides... Furthermore, he is the chief disciple of Jie Jiao. If he dies like this, if word spreads, it won't make others laugh to death!"

"Oh? Is that true? Why do I think you like him very much?" A smile bloomed on Ge Ling's face. If he were a male cultivator, he would definitely fall in love with him.

It's a pity that one of the people in the hall is a saint and has long since left the world of mortals.

Furthermore, the Nine-turn Silver Moon Pagoda was cultivated through Tongtian's enlightenment, and he looked at the pavilion spirit as if he were looking at his daughter.

Moreover, this daughter is still a little autistic and stays in her room reading all day without going out.

Seeing her smile at this time, Tongtian's handsome face only showed an old father's smile.

The other fairy boy of water and fire has a childlike mentality and a strong innocent heart, completely ignoring the appearance of this pavilion spirit.

"It's true!" The Water and Fire Fairy Boy affirmed: "I don't like this nuisance!"

"It's just that he is an innate human race, created by the colorful gourd vine, and has some connection with my body, so I will take some care of him!"

Halfway through his explanation, the Water and Fire Fairy Boy quickly turned his head and looked towards the light curtain.

Ge Ling no longer teased the Water and Fire Fairy Boy, but turned to look at the light curtain.

Because, at this time, the light curtain happened to project a picture of the formation light in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion converging into paper slaves.

"Come on, come on, the second round is about to begin. Let's bet on whether my good disciple can pass this time."

At this time.

The leader of Tongtian Cult on the Taoist platform fell on the light screen and spoke softly towards the Water and Fire Fairy Boy and the Pavilion Spirit.

Hearing Tongtian's words, Ge Ling didn't hesitate at all and said directly: "Why don't you think about it? You will definitely lose the bet on him!"

After hearing what Tongtian and Geling said.

The Water and Fire Fairy Boy actually thought about it for a moment, then raised his chubby face and said unconvincingly to the pavilion spirit: "Why should he lose?"

"Didn't he unexpectedly win the first level?"

"I'll bet on him to win! I'll bet on him to pass this level!"

As he spoke, he actually tilted his head, rolled his eyes at Ge Ling, and snorted.

When Ge Ling saw this, he said angrily: "I was negligent on the first level, but this level is different!"

"Not only suppressing his first level, but also guarding against his sneak attacks. How can he win?"

"You little guy, you still say you don't like him? If you win the bet on him, don't you bet on me and lose on my sister?!"

The Water and Fire Fairy Boy completely ignored the first half of Ge Ling's words, but frowned and asked: "What kind of defense? What did you do this time?"

Ge Ling smiled, did not speak, but pointed at the light curtain.

Because the paper slave in the light curtain has already waved his hand to cast a spell.

Densely packed spells suddenly occupied the entire light curtain.

At this moment, the Water and Fire Fairy Boy finally understood what Ge Ling meant by being on guard.

Because, he saw that the paper slave not only cast spells, but also cast several defensive spells on himself!

"You cheated!"

"You are shameless!"

"He didn't even use defensive spells, how could you?"

The Water and Fire Fairy Boy suddenly became anxious and shouted towards the Pavilion Spirit.

With that said, he wanted to repeat his old trick and fly to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.

As a result, it was already too late, countless spells in the light curtain had already bombarded down, densely packed and colorful spells fell on Xiao Yi's head one after another!

This moment.

The Water Fire Fairy Boy's face turned pale, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his hands to cover his eyes, but it was already too late.

Ge Ling's face was full of smiles, as if he saw that his masterpiece had successfully completed the task.

But Saint Tongtian is still sitting high on the platform, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he has already seen the ending...

The next moment!

The pavilion spirits and water and fire fairies in the hall all opened their eyes with disbelief on their faces, and said in unison: "How is this possible!"

All the spells that were about to fall on Xiao Yi in the light curtain were stopped less than three feet away from him!

It's as if time has been suspended.

But in fact it was not the case. They clearly saw Xiao Yi standing there with a pale face and gasping for air.

In just a moment, Ge Ling understood what was going on!

"Cheating!"

"Shameless!"

"This is cheating and shameless!"

"He actually used formations!!!"

Ge Ling pointed angrily at Xiao Yi in the light curtain and complained.

It seemed as if Xiao Yi had committed some heinous crime.

In fact, at the end of the day, it’s just a shame for a top student to lose again.

"Huh? Formation?" After hearing this, the Water and Fire Fairy Boy finally said to himself in hindsight: "Yes, I forgot, he is the master of formation..."

After saying that, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said with a smile: "Then he can probably reach the third level! His formation is so powerful!"

It was at this time.

Xiao Yi in the light curtain turned somersault again, directly passed all the thousands of spells that were deliberately waiting, and came to the paper slave in an instant.

This action directly caused Ge Ling to stop his accusation and look straight at Xiao Yi in the light screen, seeming to be thinking about how Xiao Yi performed the somersault cloud just now.

And Xiao Yi in the Sutra Pavilion.

At this time, there was no delay.

As soon as he appeared in front of the paper slave, he looked at the layers of defensive spells stacked on the paper slave.

The body that was empty of mana due to the formation was suddenly filled with surging energy and blood.

"Without my magic power, I still have the power of my blood!"

Xiao Yi raised his fist and bombarded the defensive spell layer on the paper slave.

There aren't any fancy moves.

There is no blessing from the power of any law.

Just simply pump your fist, withdraw your fist, pump your fist, withdraw your fist...

At this time, Xiao Yi only had in his mind a sentence he had often heard in his previous life: "There is no enemy that cannot be defeated with one punch. If one punch is not enough, just use two punches!"

One punch, two punches, three punches...

Xiao Yi didn't know how many punches he had thrown, he only knew that the energy and blood in his body was being consumed rapidly!

The fist hurt from a slight pain, to a moderate pain, to a very painful blow, to a super painful blow, and finally it was numb and I didn't know the pain.

And the results of these efforts are obvious.

The sound of shattering layers of defensive spells echoed on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

After half a stick of incense.

"Poof!"

A familiar dull sound sounded, and the paper slave was finally penetrated again...

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