One man and one beast, within a radius of thousands of feet, no monk can get close.

On the other side, more than 100,000 monks surrounded more than 10,000 Zerg, Demon Clan, Mist Clan and Werewolf Clan monks who had transformed into their bodies.

And in mid-air, sitting two people, their lips moved, and their hands kept hitting runes one after another, as the runes fell into the huge peak, turning into rolling thunder, and falling on the suppressed things below, there were flocculent silk threads, and the wisps floated to the void, and the colorful thunder in the void turned into six colors, swimming happily, as if the deafening battle below, it was as if it couldn't enter the eyes of the thunder at all.

The roar of the Heavenly Dao Insect King was lower than the other, as if all his strength had been consumed, the Dao Lang's head had been completely decomposed, and the huge body was only less than a third left, if it weren't for this Heavenly Dao Insect King, it was composed of Heavenly Dao rules, and if there was no life, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

While Mu Ping was decomposing those condensed Heavenly Dao rules, his spiritual power was not idle, and he kept radiating into the flocculent gray-black silk threads, and the power of the rules was churning in his sea of consciousness.

From the tree soul to the heavens, you need to understand the way of heaven, this step is extremely important, since Mu Ping was reborn, in addition to fighting and killing, his cultivation has recovered too fast, too fast, if so, just rebuild once, what's the point?

If you want to comprehend the way of heaven, you must start with the rules of the way of heaven, in the previous life, Mu Ping's way he couldn't say clearly, it is estimated that it is also called the way of growth, he put almost all the focus on cultivation, always pay attention to the growth of the saplings in his body, and from that growth he understood a rule of the way of heaven, so he successfully advanced to the sky.

Although the Nine Wood Divine Technique is a heaven-level exercise, Mu Ping always has a sense of crisis, he feels that the Dao he perceives is very small, not to mention that his combat effectiveness is not strong, and his perception of various dangers is also much worse, that is to say, although he has succeeded in his own enlightenment, he can be put together with those monks who have improved their cultivation with pills alone, and he is not much better.

Now that he can do it all over again, of course, he has to make up for this mistake and regret.

Therefore, for him now, if he can get in touch with so many Heavenly Dao rules early, what reason does he have to miss it?

"You forced me to do this!"

Mu Ping Pan

When the legs were decomposing and comprehending the rules of the Heavenly Dao, a low roar was suddenly heard.

The battle between the liger and the middle-aged man had reached a white-hot stage, because the liger beast had thick skin and thick flesh and was not afraid of death, so almost all of them were pressed and beaten, and the battle was also one-sided.

The middle-aged man, although there were many magic weapons and various martial arts emerged in an endless stream, but in the face of the liger beast, especially the stench that rolled out of the lion and tiger beast's mouth, a suffocating feeling hit his whole body.

But seeing that he suddenly roared, he reached out and took off the blood gourd hanging from his waist, tilted his neck, and poured a big mouthful.

The monstrous blood qi emitted by the Death Monk had turned into a thick black-red liquid, and it was poured into a large mouthful by the middle-aged man.

"Ahh

He roared, and the red gas above his head gradually condensed, and finally, a huge blood-red figure condensed behind him, the figure was fifty zhang high, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly, and the only strand far surpassed the immortal king, and even reached the coercion of the peak of the immortal venerable, emanating from that figure, waves/waves/likes/advancing in all directions.

"A group of hateful ants, if you can die at the hands of your Grandpa Xuehe, you can be blinded even if you are ghosts!"

The middle-aged man smiled evilly, stretched out his right palm, and slowly slapped it at the lion tiger beast and Zhao Jiye and others.

The fifty-foot-tall blood-red figure behind him slapped his right palm at the same time.

However, the speed at which they took pictures was very slow, as if there was glass underneath, for fear of breaking and pricking their hands.

"Sister Fire, you go on, I'll take a look. ”

Mu Ping didn't wait for Lihuo to answer, his body turned into a streamer, and in a flash, he blocked the front of the lion and tiger beast.

Although the speed of the blood river and the phantom behind him was very slow, Mu Ping still felt a world-destroying coercion from his palm, and under this palm, including the lion and tiger beast, all the monks below were afraid that they would be dead.

"Break it for me!"

Mu Ping roared, raised his hands to the sky, and faced the two overlapping red palm shadows in the sky, and stiffened over.

"Mole ant, let me show you today, what is summoning, what is a strong man?"

Blood River's lips twitched, and he pursed his lips disdainfully.

It's too late

Quickly, the two palm shadows met in mid-air, and there was a loud "boom" sound, which could be heard for thousands of miles, and it was hundreds or thousands of times worse than the catastrophe.

One after another, with the place where the two palms met as the center, spread out in all directions, even the Qilin Mountain was trembling slightly, and there were large pieces of mountain stones rolling down, and the impact of the halfway mountainside was even more concave than a third, and all the mountain stones instantly vaporized, and from a distance, it looked like a large piece was bitten down by a giant mouth.

The ground cracked, and a large crater with a radius of thousands of kilometers and an unknown depth appeared out of thin air, which was countless times larger than the crater on the earth, and it was bottomless.

"Brother Tianma!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and in addition to the deep pit on the ground, how could there be Mu Ping's figure?

On the other hand, in mid-air, the middle-aged man flew out thousands of miles upside down, only then did he stop his figure, opened his mouth and spurted out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, his face was sallow, and his state was a little sluggish, and the blood-red figure behind him only had a faint layer of outline, although it was not scattered, but it was not far from drifting.

"Is he dead?"

Blood River looked confused, since he learned to use the art of summoning, he was almost invincible, and there had never been a time like today.

With his palms facing each other, he felt as if his fleshy palms had hit a piece of diamond, extremely hard.

When did the Doomsday God Realm produce such a highly cultivated monk? No, it must not be from this Doomsday God Realm, because he is still a soul body, if the physical body is also there, Xuehe has no doubt that he will have to hang up on the spot.

"Poof!"

Affected by the aftermath of the palm power, a large mouthful of blood immediately erupted from the fire, spraying directly on those runes, but I didn't expect that those black runes that flashed with fluorescence, as soon as they met her blood, they seemed to come to life, without going through the transition of Qilin Mountain, and fell directly on the body of the Heavenly Dao Insect King, and the body of the Heavenly Dao Insect King was shocked, and the decomposed Heavenly Dao rules were more than a hundred times faster, and a body the size of ten zhang collapsed directly.

But she didn't have time to rejoice from the fire, she jumped up, and in an instant she came to the edge of the pit.

"Brother Tianma!"

A heart-rending cry, through the pit, through the void, stirred in the hearts of every monk, and never stopped.