Knock, knock, knock...... His heart was beating and the sound sounded like thunder in his ears. Blazing dragon blood flowed wildly in the veins, and the flood was rampant.

Boom, boom, crackle, blue-purple arcs flashed on the surface of Han Yi's body, all over his body.

"The blood of the dragon, the power of the bloodline, inspire. ”

Han Yi's pupils instantly turned golden, and a flying spirit weapon appeared behind him, and the dragon wings opened. The muscles in his body were all raised high, and the terrifying power shuttled between the muscles, like a whale wagging its tail, and its slow movements could stir up huge waves.

"What is this?" Stygian also saw Han Yi's changes, but he didn't recognize what secret method Han Yi was using.

He just recognized the dragon wing behind Han Yi, and the aura emanating from it belonged to a spiritual weapon.

"Flying spirit weapons, or wing-shaped flying spirit weapons, are several times rarer than ordinary flying spirit weapons. "Hahaha, boy, I can't wait to kill you." ”

"If you want to kill me, come on. ”

Han Yi felt the huge power flowing in his body, and his face was full of excitement. He was finally able to withstand the power of Kui Long's bloodline, and although this was the first level, it was already a huge change for him.

"Hmph, Elder Ben will fulfill you. ”

As he spoke, his figure suddenly disappeared into the distant air, and the next moment he appeared directly in front of Han Yi's eyes. He raised his hand and waved, and dozens of black pillars of light shot towards Han Yi's body.

"Broken. ”

Han Yi threw a few punches violently, and the fist wind condensed into a strong burst of energy, and it collided with the black pillar of spiritual power, stabbing together with a bang.

"What a strong physical force. Elder Immortal was surprised, but his face was disdainful, "The power of the physical body, no matter how strong the physical body is in front of the Spirit Emperor Stage cultivators, it can only be destroyed." ”

"Spirit Emperor Body. He let out a low roar, and the whole person was wrapped in black mist, and those thick fog quickly drilled into his body, and purple-black lines appeared on his body, emitting an evil light.

"Let me see, how does your physical body compare to the Spirit Emperor's body?"

The Elder of the Underworld actually rushed directly towards Han Yi and blasted him with a punch. Han Yi sneered and met him with a punch.

Bang, the two fists collided and erupted into a terrible loud noise, and the air stirred up invisible ripples, like water waves spreading in the air.

The two figures shot out backwards, and the next moment they pounced on each other again, bombarding each other with punch after punch. The more Han Yi grew up, the more surprised he became, he didn't expect the Spirit Emperor's body to be so perverted, not only could he be close to the power of heaven and earth, but also possessed such terrifying power, and it was estimated that his defensive power was not inferior to his current physical body.

The use of Liwen reluctantly raised his strength to the Spirit Emperor stage, strictly speaking, his Spirit Emperor Body was not the real Spirit Emperor Body, otherwise he would have killed Han Yi into ashes with one punch. The real Spirit Emperor body, with one punch, not only comes with a huge physical power, but also a powerful power of heaven and earth.

The Spirit Emperor monks can communicate with heaven and earth, this is the ability given to them by the realm, and the Spirit Emperor's body is shaped by relying on the spiritual source of heaven and earth, and each of the spirit patterns engraved on their bodies is extremely mysterious, containing the most profound mysteries of their cultivation spiritual formula.

But even if it is a pseudo-spirit emperor body, he can already be afraid of Han Yi's 10 million catties of physical strength.

"Damn, are all Spirit Emperor Stage cultivators so perverted?" Han Yi scolded in his heart.

"The strength of the Spirit Emperor's body is indeed very perverted, but metamorphosis does not mean that the Spirit Emperor's body has no weaknesses. Zhao Tianji's voice rang out.

"Is there still a weakness in the Spirit Emperor's body?"

"Of course, there is no absolutely powerful thing in this world, the biggest weakness of the Spirit Emperor Body is that their operation consumes the monk's own spiritual power, although the Spirit Emperor Body's ability to replenish its own loss is very strong, but every punch he throws is actually consuming his own spiritual power. Do you think it's a simple matter to punch out 10 million catties of power?" Zhao Tianji said lightly, "This guy is really funny and will fight with you, with his pseudo-spirit emperor body, the speed of replenishing the loss is definitely extremely slow, or it won't be long before he can be consumed by you." ”

After listening to Zhao Tianji's explanation, a smile appeared on the corner of Han Yi's mouth. In that case, let's compare who has the stronger stamina.

The dragon wings on his back fanned even faster, and Han Yi bombarded each other with the Immortal Elder at a faster speed, clashing fists.

Rumble......

Rumble......

Rumble......

A quarter of an hour later, Han Yi had already clearly felt that the power attached to the Elder of the Underworld's fist had weakened a lot, and the figure he shot out backwards after each collision had already been further away from Han Yi.

Naturally, the underworld had already discovered this problem, but Han Yi was pressing step by step, and he had no other choice at all. His face was extremely gloomy, and the spiritual power in his body was consumed at a terrifying rate, and he punched out ten million catties of power, and each time the spiritual power consumed was an astronomical amount.

"Since you like hand-to-hand combat, I'll finish you with one punch. ”

He made up his mind, and his spiritual power was running faster, and the purple-black spirit pattern light on his body skyrocketed. He suddenly rushed towards Han Yi, and Han Yi also rushed towards him.

"Thunderstorms. ”

Han Yi threw a punch, and countless arm-thick blue-purple arcs of lightning poured out from his body, and those arcs converged on his arm, turning into electric snakes and rushing towards the underworld.

"Well come, Death sighs, perish. ”

The Shadow Transformation also threw a punch, and the spirit pattern of his right arm burst out with a strong light, and almost all the spiritual light was gathered on his right arm.

Boom, fists collided, and the blue-purple thunder electric snake and the purple-black mist collided. The blue-purple arc was actually annihilated by the purple-black mist, and Han Yi was directly blasted into the sky with a punch from the Underworld, and his body shot towards the mountain peak like a cannonball.

Han Yi's whole body was embedded in the mountain, blasting out a large hole of tens of meters, and a huge stone block buried him.

"Damn, I was by this old boy. Han Yi scolded secretly in the boulder pile, the power that burst out of the punch just now was nearly three million catties stronger than Han Yi, "This should be the limit of what he can explode." ”

Han Yi blasted the boulder pile open with a punch and flew out of the big hole, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. The punch also gave him a minor injury, and some damage to his internal organs, but it wasn't a big problem for him.

"He didn't die. "I didn't expect your physical defense to be so strong. ”

"The Spirit Emperor's body is not very good. ”

Han Yi sneered, he moved his body, ready to continue rushing up to fight with the Underworld, but the Underworld didn't seem to intend to continue to entangle with him.

"Death's Scythe, kill him. ”

The underworld directly used the top secret technique cultivated by the Demon Sect's assassins, and the speed at which he sealed it could be described as terrifying. Han Yi didn't even see the movement of his hand clearly, he finished the seal, and a black mist rose from his body, condensing into a Death Phantom, holding a huge scythe in his hand.