He Wenhan's voice was cold: "You still dare to quibble, is it this martial art that you got from Venerable Fu?"

Thinking of this, He Wenhan's face showed a strong look of greed, which strengthened his determination to defeat Lu Zifeng. As long as Lu Zi is defeated, whether it is the Futu Pagoda or the Fusion God Ding, everything about Venerable Fu will be their own.

"If you don't believe it, forget it. Lu Zifeng was not obligated to make He Wenhan believe.

"Suffer death!"

He Wenhan was no longer afraid of Lu Zifeng at this moment, and the reason why he would fall into the disadvantage before was because Lu Zifeng had arranged a fifth-level rune array in advance. Although he is in the realm of small runes, the power of the fifth-level rune array is very strong, so he will have it in his hands.

But now it's different, He Wenhan won't give Lu Zifeng any time to arrange the rune array, if he loses the rune array, Lu Zifeng is just a martial artist in the realm of the Dead Xuan Realm, He Wenhan doesn't believe that Lu Zifeng himself will not be able to beat him, so that he can easily defeat him with one hand.

When the words fell, He Wenhan's eyes were cold, and the incomparably majestic and pure death qi once again poured out from his body, once again condensing into a fierce and abnormal lion.

"Dead Thunder Lion!"

He Wenhan let out a low snort, and once again unleashed the Dead Thunder Lion, the Dead Thunder Lion was surrounded by crackling thunder, opened its hideous mouth, revealing extremely sharp teeth, and went towards Lu Zifeng with an astonishing momentum.

"Thor Spear!"

Lu Zifeng knew that his martial arts cultivation was too weak compared to He Wenhan, and it was impossible to defeat him without going all out.

The next moment, Lu Zifeng urged the Thunder God battle body, and the pure and powerful Death Eclipse Thunder continued to pour out from his body, and then the Thunder God war patterns condensed one after another. After a few breaths, it was soon condensed with ninety thousand Thunder God War Patterns.

Immediately after, Lu Zifeng's two-handed seal method changed abruptly, and 90,000 Thunder God War Patterns quickly gathered together and condensed into a black war spear. There are several mysterious and mysterious thunder patterns engraved on the black war spear, and the power of the ninety thousand thunder god war patterns is basically gathered on the thunder pattern.

Lu Zifeng grabbed the Thunder God War Spear with his right hand, his right arm was full of green muscles, and all his strength was gathered on his right arm, throwing it towards the Dead Thunder Xuanshi with all his might. Under the influx of Lu Zifeng's powerful physical power, the speed of the Thunder God Battle Spear was extremely fast, reaching ten times the speed of sound.

Under He Wenhan's gaze, he felt that the Thunder God War Spear seemed to ignore the spatial distance, and in the blink of an eye, it flew in front of the Dead Thunder Xuanli.

With a snort, a rather slight sound sounded, and the Thor War Spear instantly passed through the body of the Dead Thunder Lion.

The space around the two seemed to be silent for a moment, and the figure of the Dead Thunder Xuanlion rushing out suddenly stopped, and it was quietly suspended in mid-air.

The Thor God War Spear was unabated, and it shot out towards He Wenhan with an astonishing momentum.

He Wenhan's expression was terrified, the Dead Thunder Xuanshi couldn't even resist the Thunder God War Spear for a few breaths, which showed how powerful this Thunder God War Spear was.

At this time, He Wenhan had no time to use his martial arts anymore, he urged a large amount of death qi to pour into his right hand, and his right hand suddenly became pitch black, exuding a terrifying death aura.

"Drink!"

He Wenhan shouted, opened his right hand, and grabbed directly towards the Thor War Spear.

A piercing snort sounded, and He Wenhan's right hand grabbed the Thunder God War Spear, and the speed of the Thunder God War Spear weakened suddenly.

However, He Wenhan's right hand couldn't grasp the Thor War Spear at all, and the Thor War Spear approached He Wenhan's face without hurrying.

Also, how could the powerful power of the Thor War Spear be so easily neutralized, its power was transmitted to He Wenhan's body through his right hand, He Wenhan's figure fell backwards, his feet stepped heavily in the air, and a loud bang sounded.

In the end, He Wenhan's figure was a thousand feet backwards, and the tip of the Thunder God War Spear was only a foot away from his face, and the Death Erosion Thunder flickered wildly, barely hitting He Wenhan's face.

He Wenhan looked at the Thor War Spear close at hand with palpitations, if it weren't for his cultivation taking the advantage, I'm afraid the Thor War Spear would have pierced his head long ago.

At this time, most of the power of the Thor War Spear had been consumed, and He Wenhan held it with all his might, and with a crisp click, the Thor War Spear was directly pinched in half.

He Wenhan threw the Thunder God War Spear to the ground fiercely, and when the two Thunder God War Spears fell to the ground, a strong roar suddenly sounded, and the power of the Thunder God War Spear completely exploded, and the dust in the sky rose up, directly covering a large area.

He Wenhan looked at the power caused by the explosion of the Thor God Battle Spear, and his eyes showed a little surprise. Lu Zifeng was only in the realm of the Death Mystery Realm, and he was able to exert such a powerful offensive, which showed that this son was indeed a bit talented.

However, no matter how demonic his talent is, it won't help. In the face of absolute power, Lu Zifeng has only one result, and that is death!

"The next offensive will take you over!"

He Wenhan was unwilling to drag on the battle any longer, and he still understood the truth that things would change later.

As a result, He Wenhan completely exerted the dead qi of the dantian, and the vast dead qi instantly formed a vast ocean.

"Black Pupil Thunder Dragon!"

He Wenhan let out a low snort, and a loud sound sounded, and the sea of dead qi surged violently, and a three-thousand-zhang long thunder dragon rushed out of the sea of dead air.

"Roar!"

A heaven-shattering dragon roar resounded, spreading throughout the entire Fuzun Sect, and the powerful dragon power swept away from the thunder dragon, and the slightly weaker martial artists were all trembling.

There was a pair of long dragon horns on the head of the thunder dragon dragon, and a pair of dragon eyes were completely black, because they were completely condensed by death qi, and the pitch-black eyes exuded endless dragon might. The Brontosaurus has a few faint golden threads on its body, and its two claws are four-clawed, and one claw is still short of a five-clawed Brontosaurus.

The thunder dragon directly opened the dragon's mouth, and the vast power frantically gathered in the dragon's mouth. When the power reached the extreme, there was a bang, and a black pillar of light containing violent thunder and dragon power burst out, and the night seemed to darken even darker at the moment of the burst.

In front of this pillar of light, Lu Zifeng felt an extremely dangerous aura. If you are hit by this pillar of light, you will be seriously injured if you don't die without using the Thor Battle Body.

"Fusion God Ding!"

At this moment, Lu Zifeng had to sacrifice the Rongshen Ding again, except for the Rongshen Ding, Lu Zifeng really couldn't think of any offensive that he could resist He Wenhan's full attack.

The next moment, a Baoding suddenly appeared in mid-air, Baoding has three legs and two ears, and there are five mysterious patterns on the body of the Ding, and the five lines all exude different atmospheres.

Lu Zifeng fully unleashed the cultivation of the Death Mystery Realm, and turned into a sea of dead qi around him. However, the scale of the sea of dead qi that Lu Zifeng cast was naturally not the same as the sea of dead qi of Wen Han.

Lu Zifeng stood in the middle of the sea of dead air, which almost completely covered his figure.

Immediately after, Lu Zifeng's palm flipped over, and the Extreme Ice Ancestral Jade immediately appeared in the cuffs, and at the same time, the purest death qi poured into the Extreme Ice Ancestral Jade.

Under the cover of the sea of dead qi, no one could discover the existence of the Extreme Ice Ancestral Jade.

When the Extreme Ice Ancestral Jade gushed out of the Ancestral Light, Lu Zifeng had already cast a majestic dead qi to cover the Ancestral Light, completely covering the Ancestral Light's breath.

At the same time, the spiritual power of Lu Zifeng's Mud Pill Palace also poured out, and it merged into the two fire mouths of the Fusion God Ding along with the ancestral light.

Under the influx of vast and pure ancestral light and spiritual power, the ancestral jade pattern and spiritual pattern of the Rongshen Ding were lit up at once, and the flame of the Rongshen Ding burned all at once, as if some kind of catalyst had been added, and the flame skyrocketed in an instant.

Under the burning of the strange flame of the Melting God Ding, the two powers of ancestral light and spiritual power fused together and turned into a white liquid. This mass of white liquid is the brand-new power that the ancestral light and spiritual power fuse, Lu Zifeng called it the spiritual ancestral power.

At the moment when the spiritual ancestral power was condensed, the flames of the Fusion God Ding instantly swelled to the extreme, and occasionally terrifying fluctuations leaked out from the Rong God Ding. Just the fluctuations that leaked out, its power was enough to defeat the martial artists of the Death Xuan Realm Xiaocheng Realm.

In the next moment, the lid of Rongshending automatically flew up, and Rongshending slowly tilted down in the direction of He Wenhan.

When the mouth of the Rongshen Ding was completely tilted down, with a bang, a thigh-thick white light burst out from the Rongshen Ding, and the moment the white light appeared, the space could not withstand this terrifying power, and cracked the huge spatial crack of the Dao.

The white light seemed to ignore the spatial distance, and in the blink of an eye, it exploded, colliding with the black pillar of light of the black-pupiled thunder dragon.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be split into two halves, half of which was a pillar of black light, and the other was white light. Two completely opposite colors, which look extremely eye-catching.

At the moment when the two pillars of light collided, the first sound of an explosion was not heard, they first felt that the entire world shook a few times under the collision of the two pillars of light, and saw a three-thousand-foot mushroom cloud rising from the center of the collision, as if covering the sky and the sun.

At the same time, a storm of extreme terror swept from the center of the explosion. Lu Zifeng and He Wenhan bore the brunt.

Lu Zifeng's reaction was also extremely fast, and at the moment when the storm raged, he retreated to the rear at full speed, and at the same time unleashed the Thor battle body, trying to resist the impact of the storm.

As for He Wenhan, his reaction was not slow, and while retreating with all his strength, the vast death qi turned into a shield in front of him, resisting the impact of the storm.

Rumble!

After a few breaths, an earth-shattering roar sounded, and even the eardrums of some weaker martial artists were bloody.

At the moment when the roar sounded, the terrifying and abnormal storm instantly swallowed the figures of Lu Zifeng and He Wenhan, and no one could see what the state of the two was.