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Chapter 145 Three alliances?

The Black Demon Palace is floating in the void, like a demon mountain pressing down on the top. Ancient battle songs are desolate and tragic, echoing the world. Amu and Mr. Miao of Yun’s family are fighting together at this time.

The power of the golden-level spiritual coins cannot be underestimated. The transformed aperture of a hundred feet is like falling from the sky. When approaching Amu, the aperture quickly turned into a size of ten feet, and the golden light became even more dazzling and dazzling, firmly trapping Amu in it.

"Golden Light Locking Dragon Circle!" Lao Miao sneered at Amu, "If you can defeat my magic, it will be your ability!"

The golden-level spirit coin was suspended on Miao Lao Jie's hands, and the golden light dissipated. Almost all the power of the golden-level spirit coin came from this golden-level spirit coin.

At this time, Amu also sneered in his heart. The golden aperture was still closing, and he entered the protection range of the remaining wood of the coffin. According to Mr. Miao's idea, although Amu's remaining wood of the coffin was strange, it would never be able to withstand the spiritual power contained in a golden-level spiritual coin.

As the owner of the golden-level spiritual coins, Mr. Miao knew its power well. Such spiritual power that was surging like a volcano in the sea is a magic weapon that could resolve the pressure of spiritual power, and it would probably be directly swelled.

It can be said that the spiritual power dissipated by the golden-level spiritual coins is no less than the full-strength explosion of a high-level spiritual perfection. However, there is a little difference. The power of a cultivator explodes instantly, while the golden-level spiritual coins can last for a long time.

In terms of the Golden Light Lock Dragon Circle, this gold-level spiritual coin can spend three days and three nights with Amu. So in the sea desolation, almost no one is willing to fight a protracted battle with the Qingyuan Yun family. Because you never know how many silver-level and gold-level spiritual coins in the other party’s storage bag can be directly converted into spiritual power.

Fighting with the Yun family requires quick battles and quick decisions, otherwise you will fall into danger. Mr. Miao, the Yun family, wanted to capture Amu alive, but unfortunately, Mr. Miao chose the wrong partner this time.

Goodbye, the golden aperture continued to shrink, and instantly entered within three feet of the remains of the coffin. However, the situation where the remains of the remains of the coffin that Mr. Miao hoped was directly swelled and exploded did not appear at all. Amu was calm and calm in the void, as if there was no influence at all.

The thick golden light turned into rolling black mist, which were all spiritual power dissipated by the fog of the remaining wood of the coffin. This level of spiritual power is ineffective against the remaining wood of the coffin, and it cannot harm Amu, who has a high level of cultivation and great perfection.

"Huh?" Old Miao's face suddenly changed. Although he knew that the black wood was good, the scene in front of him was beyond his imagination. Mr. Yun, who was watching the game, was also shocked. He knew the power of the golden light lock dragon circle. But now Amu is safe under the protection of the remains of the coffin, how could he not be surprised?

You should know that at this moment, Amu is equivalent to being constantly attacked by a high-level Great Perfection Cultivator of the Supreme Spirit. This is a showdown of pure power.

"Is this the only skill? It's really embarrassing to the Yun family!" Amu sneered, then shook his hand with one hand, and he was about to make a move.

"Swoosh--" The black vine in Amu's hand shot out. This time, Amu used the method of controlling the sword to shoot out the black vine and went straight to Mr. Miao's heart.

"Good boy!" A glimmer of light flashed in Miao's eyes. He never expected that Amu was in the golden light locked dragon circle at this time and had the power to counterattack. It seemed that Kuroki had completely blocked his magic attack. Under the continuous attack, Kuroki was as stable as Mount Tai.

This situation made him very passive. Because the Golden Light Lock Dragon Circle and Amu's coffin's remains, if he rashly took the technique, he would be very likely to be seriously injured by the recoil force of the remaining remains.

Now that Amu's black vineyard is coming, Miao Laoxin makes a fuss. Now that the black vineyard has left Amu's hand, he wants to take the risk of collecting treasures.

"Calm!" Old Miao raised his hand, a white light cut through the night sky, and a magic weapon that looked like a bowl flew out. The bowl shone brightly in the void, directly covering the black vines, which was an extremely wonderful suction force.

This bowl is called the treasure-gathering divine bowl, which is a quasi-immortal treasure that collects all kinds of magic weapons. Even the immortal-level magic weapons can be collected higher than the level. It is a well-known magic weapon of the Yun family. This treasure-gathering divine bowl is Mr. Miao’s greatest reliance and great power.

Sure enough, as soon as the treasure-gathering divine bowl came out, the white light directly locked the black vine. The endless suction force almost caused a black hole to appear in the void. The black vine stopped suddenly, as if it had struggled for a moment, and then it was directly taken into the treasure-gathering divine bowl along the white light.

"Haha!" Unexpectedly, he succeeded in one move, and Old Miao couldn't help laughing, "The black light is like a dragon, isn't it the thing in my bowl?"

"Old guy, you laughed too early!" Amu's mouth curled, "Break!"

Amu and the black vine had already been in agreement, so they did it on purpose just now. Otherwise, a quasi-immortal treasure would have wanted to collect the black vine that Wang Jue gave him, which was simply a fool.

When Mr. Miao suddenly felt something was wrong when he saw Amu's appearance, but it was too late.

As Amu said "Broken" and saw the treasure-gathering divine bowl again, a black light suddenly spread out like a black whirlwind.

"Bang—" With a loud bang, the treasure-gathering divine bowl was scattered and was suddenly broken by the black vine inside. The black vine did not diminish its strength, and it rolled up endless black light and swept towards Mr. Miao again.

"Ah--" Old Miao was both hated and shocked. He couldn't care about much and flew to avoid it. His quasi-immortal treasure was broken up. The black vine should be at least level one of the immortal treasures. Old Miao would never dare to face each other head-on.

"Where is this Wang Han's magic weapon? His body is definitely not an ordinary cultivator. The seven immortals of the sea desolate have never heard of such a rising star!" Old Miao thought in his heart, but his body was hundreds of feet away.

What Amu wanted was caught off guard. At this time, Old Miao had already moved away from the golden-level spirit coin. Amu's mind moved, and the immortal magic phantom was used, and he immediately arrived in front of the golden-level spirit coin.

"Suppress!" The remaining wood of the coffin above his head turned and directly suppressed the golden-level spirit coin. The golden light dissipated, and the magic tricks were solved by itself. Amu shook his left arm, and the golden-level spirit coin was directly collected by the Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet. Although this gold-level spirit coin had just consumed some, it still had at least nine levels of spiritual power. This is very precious to Amu. Perhaps with the power of this gold-level spirit coin, Amu could directly break through to the spiritual realm.

At this time, the black vineyard did not chase after Miao Lao, but flew back to Amu's hands.

"Ah!" Mr. Miao lost his wife and his soldiers, and was heartbroken. He felt angry. When he saw his white hair soaring into the sky again, his face changed, and his hands kept forming seals.

At this time, under the Demon Palace, the wind and clouds changed color. In a rage, Mr. Miao had to kill Amu at any cost and use the Yun family's supreme secret skills.

Amu's expression was slightly cold, and a black vortex appeared in the left palm. There were three demon souls here. If he had no choice, Amu would use the soul dance technique and fight against him.

But at this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Miao Lao looked merciful!"

At the same time, two figures flashed and fell between Amu and Miao Lao. One of these two people is Miao Tianchang of the Miao family, and the other is Mr. Yun San.

"Hmm?" Old Miao was stunned.

"Don't rest ashamed of my anger!" Miao Tian smiled, but his position was very intriguing, because he happened to block the route of Amu, whom Miao attacked.

"Fellow Daoist! What do you mean?" Old Miao couldn't help but frowned.

"Haha! Mr. Miao calm down!" Miao Tianchang bowed to Mr. Miao, and then smiled at Mr. Yun, "Third Master, you and I should know what I think, right?"

Mr. Yun looked at Miao Tianchang and smiled slightly and said, "It seems that the Miao family has long been optimistic about Wang Han, otherwise I think he would never have passed one of the three masters of the Miao family easily?"

The third young master Yun was very cunning and did not answer Miao Tianchang's question, but asked him back.

"The third young master is wise. Yes, Wang Han is indeed a friend of my Miao family!" Miao Tianchang's tone was calm, but when this was said, all the Yun family members were shocked. The Yun family and Wang Han had a grudge. Now Miao Tianchang often said that Wang Han is a friend of the Miao family. What does this mean?

Amu was already by Shen Yan's side at this time. After hearing Miao Tianchang's words, the two of them were also moved. They just didn't want to make a grudge with the Miao family anymore, but they didn't expect that when Miao Tian Sect opened their mouths, they actually said that Amu was a friend of the Miao family.

This sentence seems extremely interesting at this time!

"Strength and interests determine everything!" Shen Yan sighed slightly.

"Oh!" At this time, Mr. Yun San was not surprised when he heard Miao Tianchang's words, but smiled faintly. "The formation of the Miao family is unpredictable, and the friends they make are really incredible, and the speed of making friends makes me admire you!"

Mr. Yun was sarcastic, but Miaotian often laughed and pretended not to understand.

"Mr. Yun San was joking!" Miao Tianchang said this topic in one sentence.

"Since he is a friend of the Miao family, he is also a friend of my Yun family. But now, I wonder how Senior Miao and Miss Second should give me an explanation to the Yun family?" Mr. Yun's third son's words were also very interesting, and then he looked at Miao Tianchang and glanced at Miss Miao Er not far away.

Miss Miao Er said nothing. At this time, she kept looking at Amu, while Miao Tianchang smiled. He had already expected that Mr. Yun San would have such a question.

"Three Young Masters, we are all wise people. The purpose of your and my family to come to the Seventh level of the Secret Realm of the Waste Soul is to enter the seventh level of the Secret Realm! Don't abolish the public because of your own personal gain. Now that we are blocked, Wang Han is the body of a demon cultivator, or you can open the Black Demon Palace and take us through. Although Wang Han and the Yun family have some misunderstandings, I think it's better to slowly move a little, and you can enter the seventh level of the Secret Realm as the most important thing. How about it?"

Mr. Yun's third gentleman bent his mouth. In fact, he had plans in his heart, otherwise how could he stop Mr. Miao? With the combat power that Amu had just shown, it would be impossible for Mr. Miao to defeat Amu. Amu did have the ability to lead them through the Black Demon Palace.

"Okay! Then please ask Senior Miao, what do your friends think?" Mr. Yun San is a hero. Although he thought that Amu had killed the Yun family cultivators, none of the three monks of the Yun family died at Amu's hands. Moreover, Amu had just scattered Mr. Miao's quasi-immortal treasure and seized the gold-level spirit coins, Mr. Yun San seemed to be able to forget it at this time.

"Young Master Yun is such a hero!" Miao Tianchang's words were not polite, but half sincere. At this time, the third Master Yun was able to let go of everything temporarily, which was a kind of demeanor.

"Brother Wang Han, what do you think?" Miao Tianchang turned around and looked at Amu. Amu could hear clearly what he and Mr. Yun said just now, so he didn't talk much nonsense.

Amu looked at Miao Tianchang, then looked at Master Yun San, then smiled faintly, and asked without answering, "What do you think, do you think?"

"If Brother Wang Han is interested, it is better for us to form an alliance and enter the seventh level of the Waste Soul Secret Realm, and each one takes what you need, how about?" Miao Tian said always.

"If you can take us into the seventh level of the Waste Soul Secret Realm, let us put the matter aside for the Yun family for the time being?" said Mr. Yun San. He only said he would put it aside for the time being, without saying a single word, but he was also considered open and honest.

In fact, Amu also had such a plan in his heart. However, if he didn't show his strength, it would be difficult to achieve equal status with them. Now that he entered the seventh level of the secret realm earlier, it is also the most important thing for Amu.

"Haha!" Amu smiled slightly, "Since that's the case, I have to make a few requirements. If possible, then it is feasible for our three families to form an alliance!"
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