Of course, Li Zhuoguang also saw that something was wrong with Po Jun's state. In fact, it was easy for him to solve it. He just needed to find Po Jun's soul and protect it. Just send the other excess souls into the Crimson Universe. But looking at the many confused and ragged figures being absorbed into Po Jun's body, Li Zhuoguang couldn't make a move at all: "You fool, why are you driving away aliens? Here, you are an alien." Everything Li Zhuoguang has learned is tainted with the characteristics of the crimson magic power. It is first-rate and easy to use for killing, but at this time, it becomes numb. Qin Daniu walked over, and the peak of his fist flashed with a white magic light. "Stop." Li Zhuoguang stopped Qin Daniu: "They are all innocent people killed by aliens. It is heartbreaking to have died violently, let alone let their souls be scattered again." Qin Daniu thought for a while, unclenched his fists, and began to chant "Tai Shang Cave Xuan Ling Bao Tian Zun's Wonderful Sutra for Saving Suffering". This is a Taoist classic about relieving the dead and saving death, and it can be regarded as the foundation taught to him by Yan Chixia. one. It's just that he is usually used to using his fists, so he doesn't need this. Following Qin Daniu's chanting, although the souls of the dead were not saved, they were comforted and slowly left Po Jun's body and began to leave slowly. Wang Ai's grandson Wang Bing, the game ended early. When he came here and saw the dead souls filling the sky, he was immediately happy. Now he could have a good meal. Immediately, he will use the method of restraining spirits and sending generals to subjugate spirits and devour the souls of the dead. But before he could activate the method, a bright blue light struck him head-on, causing him to kneel down. When Wang Bing came to his senses, he only felt his face burning with pain, as if he had been slapped. He remembered that the light was flying from the main stand. He looked up and saw those people sitting in the main stand. Everyone else, including his own grandfather, looked calm and calm, as if nothing had happened. Only Mr. Lu Cilu, who was close to his grandfather, was glaring at this side with his hair and beard bulging.
Wang Bing lowered his head guiltily, yes, only the Ruyi Jin of the Lu family could slap him from such a distance. Seeing Lu Ci's reaction, he also remembered the experience between his grandfather and Lu Ci decades ago. Wang Bing also understood why he was beaten. He stopped thinking about enjoying the buffet meal and left the stand. Lu Ci withdrew his gaze and said to Wang Ai: "Fat man, you should take good care of your grandson. If he causes any trouble in the future, you will have to cry." Wang Ai smiled nonchalantly: "I am just a biological grandson. He can do whatever he likes. If something happens, I will protect him." Lu Ci thought about what happened at home, and wanted to persuade him again, but he gave up when he saw that his old friend didn't care and focused entirely on the ring. This contest was considered the longest contest of the Luotian Dajiao. It lasted for a full hour before Qin Daniu completely removed the dead souls from Po Jun's body. Although Li Zhuoguang was responsible for restraining the Po Army and Qin Daniu was responsible for comforting the dead souls, they had no time to pay attention to Feng Xingtong. However, Feng Xingtong was considered a noble man and did not take the opportunity to make a sneak attack. Instead, he informed Li Zhuoguang that they could ask the medical master Wang Zizhong The old gentleman got up and asked Li Zhuoguang if they needed help. After being declined by Li Zhuoguang, he chose to abstain without hesitation. Xiong Facai nodded in the stands and commented: "This kid's tutoring is not simple. Although he lost, his loss was valuable." William, on the other hand, was carrying a whole bottle of whiskey, tilted his head and drank, and finally wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "Of course it's not easy. I can smell the aristocratic smell on his body from so far away." Po Jun woke up dazedly in Li Zhuoguang's arms, and saw Li Zhuoguang when he opened his eyes. Before his eyes were fully opened, he reached for the dagger at his waist and shouted: "Barbarian! Mine!" "Ouch!" Po Jun, who was stunned by Li Zhuoguang, woke up completely and looked at Li Zhuoguang and smiled sheepishly. After discussion, Li Zhuoguang was promoted in the end. After all, Xiong Facai's side had Wei Changfeng advance. It was still a bit unsafe to win the championship at his level, so Li Zhuoguang decided to continue competing by himself as a means of insurance. Wang Ai looked at Po Jun who had woken up and asked Lu Ci beside him: "Madman, do you think there is a technique in this world that is more powerful than the Eight Wonders?" Lu Ci knew what Wang Ai was planning: "Are you trying to say that the method used by that little kid is exactly the same as that of Ju Ling Qian Jiang?" Wang Ai shook his head: "The Spirit-Restraining General cannot capture thousands of dead souls. Although he lost control in the end, if he waits for his cultivation to improve..." Lu Ci thought for a while and said: "Forget it, he was brought here by those people. Although outsiders call me a mad dog, compared to that thunder and smoke cannon, I feel that I am still too honest." Wang Ai didn't reply, but Lu Ci knew his old friend's temperament, so he probably didn't stop thinking about it. Longhu Mountain provided monasteries for the contestants to live in. Most of the contestants who advanced took a rest early. Some of the contestants who were eliminated decided to stay and watch the competition, so they also stayed.
The night passed peacefully. Except for Shan Shitong, the Green Talisman God, who was almost buried alive by Feng Baobao, nothing major happened. The second game was thirty-two to sixteen, and the format changed from a four-player melee to one-on-one. Li Zhuoguang faced Jin Meng. Seeing that his opponent was a character who mainly used physical skills, Li Zhuoguang started to warm up and prepare to make friends with boxing. He hadn't used martial arts to fight against an enemy for a long time, so he took this opportunity to practice. "I admit defeat." Jin Meng raised his hand and signaled to the Taoist priest who hosted the competition that he gave up. Then he left the ring without any hesitation, leaving Li Zhuoguang dumbfounded in the field. If you want to admit defeat, admit it earlier. You have to wait until I complete the warm-up movements before admitting defeat, wasting my time. Wei Changfeng faced Wang Ergou. Although his name was very vulgar, he was a fashionable man like Tony teacher. In addition, his supernatural power was flowing rainbows. When Li Zhuoguang read the original work, he once suspected that Mi Er was hinting at something. When Wei Changfeng came on the stage, Wang Ergou became more vigilant. After all, the name of the four madmen was well-known. However, this time when he saw him in person, he found that the legendary troublemaker Wei Changfeng was actually a Cosplay enthusiast. Not to mention the ancient name, he also has long hair and wears a crown. No matter where he goes, he wears a double-breasted robe and speaks in a literary manner, just like someone who walked out of a costume drama. Wang Ergou originally wanted to give up as soon as he entered the stage, but after Wei Changfeng entered the stage and stood still, he raised his hand and bowed: "Brother, please give me some advice." Wang Ergou was stunned. His supernatural power, the rainbow flow, can not only affect other people's emotions, but also see other people's emotions. When Wei Changfeng said "please give me some advice", Wang Ergou did not find any false emotions in him. This person really wants to communicate with him in a friendly manner! Knowing this, Wang Ergou's mind became active. The opportunity to compete with such a master is not something that can be encountered at any time. At the moment, he also set up his posture, wanting to see how much difference he had with the top group of people.