Mu Ping's body rose from the ground, and he could fly through the gap between the two dragons.

"Bang! Bang!" two sounds, the dragon's tail hit the building of the Qimeng, directly splitting a gap of hundreds of feet.

Mu Ping's body had not yet stood firm in mid-air, and two palm shadows, one black and one white, flew like a whirlwind.

"You deceive people too much!"

Mu Ping raised his palms flat, poured his whole body of Yuan Force into his palms, and hit the black and white palms.

"Boom!"

The four palms collided, making a deafening sound, centered on the impact point, and the aftermath rippled in all directions, and everywhere they passed, trees, buildings, and splashed bluestones all turned into powder.

The black and white duo took the initiative, their bodies folded in mid-air, and then they stood firm, and the two glanced at each other, and each could see the shock in each other's pupils.

"Is this son really the ninth layer of Xuandan?"

The eyes of the two were gradually replaced by coldness, and they must not let him grow up!

Compared with the ease of black and white, Mu Ping's body fell straight down, fell to the ground with a thud, his qi and blood churned, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath was slightly sluggish.

These two are definitely hard ideas, and their combat power is definitely higher than that of the second layer of the gods.

"That's it, kill!"

The black and white double shatter did not give Mu Ping a chance to breathe at all, the two of them jumped up, both rode on the top of the giant dragon head they had conjured up, using the momentum of the dragon's impact, the two of them kept pushing out their palms, and there were words in their mouths, and tens of thousands of palm shadows were layered on top of each other, forming a big net, like raindrops, and like ten thousand arrows fired together, and shot at Mu Ping.

At the same time, the two dragons opened their mouths and each spewed out a colorful breath, which looked gorgeous and dazzling, and it was very beautiful, but if you regarded this colorful breath as a rainbow, then you would be very wrong, because this seemingly gorgeous breath, each of which contained poison, was specially designed to deal with the poison of monks.

I don't know how many heroes died under this colorful atmosphere.

"This kid isn't dead yet?"

"Absolutely dead!"

Fang Qiangu's father and son glanced at each other, and they both read the smugness in each other's eyes. Fang Chunqiu raised his head even higher.

It was his idea to ask for a black and white shot, and he was the one who contacted him.

At the moment, his bones are lighter, and he feels light, what four princes, what five rank Dan masters, in the face of absolute conspiracy, everything is scum.

"What a pity!"

Leng Feng shook his head and muttered: "Such a good seedling, it's a pity that it has not grown up yet, and it is about to fall, it is really a jealous talent!"

"What's that?"

Suddenly, the shouting of the soldiers thirty miles away caught his eye.

But see, a round of red sun rises in the colorful mist, and it seems to be pregnant with majestic power.

The whole world is bright, pure, clear, birds are singing, the river is murmuring, the sound of tinkling water, like fairy music, refreshing, a new world around the black and white double evil and two giant dragons, instantly enveloped a radius of forty meters.

This is a new world, chaos is beginning to open, mountains are beginning to form, Hongmeng is present, like the birth of new life, chaos fog is steaming, everywhere is full of vitality, and there are bursts of baby crying inside.

The colorful breath of the dragon spews out and blends directly into this world, making it look even more colorful.

"Divine powers!

The black and white twins had never felt as shocked as they were now, how could a small ant with such a stunt not shatter their eyes.

Is this the rhythm of capsizing in the gutter?

"Run!"

This was the first thought of the two.

Under the supernatural powers, Mo said that their little god-transforming cultivators, even if the Immortal Emperor was again, they would not dare to plunder their edge.

The two struggled to turn around, but were surprised to find that the dragon was slowly getting smaller, yes, it was getting smaller, and the body of a dragon of hundreds of zhang became less than three zhang in an instant, which was not much different from a python.

Not only the dragon, but also the black and white shuangsha found that they were also beginning to become younger, and their cultivation gradually declined, but the past came to their hearts together.

Fight after fight, kill after killing, flee again and again, and seriously wounded again and again...... It's all like a movie, and it's vivid.

As their hair turned black again, the body of the two of them shrank sharply, and their cultivation took a sharp turn, and within three breaths, they turned into thirteen or fourteen-year-old children, and their cultivation also dropped to the seventh level of Qi training.

"Boy, what kind of supernatural power are you?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was frightened by his own voice, which is still the majestic smoke voice?

"Yue'er, Huya, kill them!"

Mu Ping stretched out his hand, and Yue'er and Huya, who were hiding thirty miles away, were pulled in front of him, and in the face of black and white, he turned his tongue over, and the Mir Dan pressed under his tongue was directly swallowed.

Casting the time reversal supernatural power, he didn't know if it would have an effect on the two second-layer cultivators of the black and white gods, so he took a Burst Pill in advance, and raised his cultivation to the peak of the seventh layer of the Yuan Infant to ensure that nothing went wrong, and now, his whole body strength was consumed by nearly eighty percent, although the power of the Explosion Pill was still there, but the strong enemy was fed, and there was no room for negligence, so he decided to remove the sequelae of the Explosion Pill in advance.

"Why don't you do it yet?"

Mu Ping found that Yue'er and Huya were standing so stupidly, without the slightest intention of doing anything.

Suddenly, Yue'er and Huya glanced at each other, nodded, and a touch of weirdness flashed in their eyes at the same time, and they both turned upside down, and the two daggers opened the bow left and right, "Puff!

The small bodies of the two then flew out thirty meters upside down, staring at Mu Ping in shock.

"Poof!"

Mu Ping, who was exercising, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The same color as the blood spurting from his mouth was his eyes and heart.

The sudden situation confused everyone, including Leng Feng.

"What's the situation? Aren't Yue'er and Huya Mu Ping's servants?

"Yes, hasn't that little girl been making money by washing other people's clothes to support her as the owner of the nest?

The onlookers look at me, I look at you, with a confused face, and Zhang Er King Kong is confused.

"Why?

Mu Ping's eyes were red, and blood poured into his pupils.

Since he was reborn on Earth, he has experienced too many things that have touched him, and the tear ducts that have been closed for more than 2,100 years have been reopened.

He felt that he lived the most real and free life this time, he shed tears and said bitterness, changed his cold-bloodedness, and treated everyone with a sincere heart.

Take Yue'er as an example, he has sighed countless times that this little girl has a kind heart, and he would rather suffer and suffer for the sake of his master, he has always trusted and favored Youjia, how can he think that all this is fake!

"Boy, let Honshu tell you!"