"Retreat!" Almost at the same time, the onlookers retreated one after another, the cyan ripples were simply indestructible, and the turf of the ancient trees along the way instantly exploded and flipped over, and the earth exploded and cracked, this scene was simply an apocalypse. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Those two people..."After a few minutes of raging qi, when the dust was scattered, everything within a radius of nearly a thousand zhang was leveled, only to see Zhu Meng withdraw his fist and look coldly at the two people in front of him who seemed to be unaffected.

"They took a punch from the madman Zhu Meng and were unharmed!" The onlookers were simply surprised that Zhu Meng, who was two levels apart and was still a physical cultivator, failed to defeat his opponent with one punch.

"Extreme self-reliance!" Zhu Meng said in his thick voice.

"It turned out to be the extreme way of self, I should have thought of it a long time ago!" Suddenly there was a lot of discussion in the crowd, in recent years, the extreme way of the self has poured into the mythical battlefield in large numbers, but the battlefield is too big, countless extreme way of the self demons are like a drop of water into the sea, and they disappeared without a trace in an instant, I didn't think that two of them appeared in front of them now, Wu Huan and the bell's extraordinary combat power, everyone directly found a reason for themselves to explain, but they didn't know that the bell didn't even reach the realm of the self.

"The person who let me go will not be held accountable!" Zhu Meng was still domineering.

"Why!" This time it wasn't the bell who spoke, only to see Wuhuan squinting his eyes slightly and looking at the bear-like man in front of him interestingly.

"I'm not afraid that others will be afraid of you, I want to fight and accompany you to the end!" Zhu Meng was still very domineering.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, why do you need to say more!" In an instant, Wu Huan rushed out directly and punched out.

"What a gut!" With Zhu Meng's angry shout, a cyan figure rose into the sky to meet Wu Huan.

In the sky, two streamers pulled out a long tail and bumped into it from time to time, each time they hit the ground and shook the mountains, or chased or entangled or-for-tat, the big battle between Wuhuan and Zhu Meng was pure and hard, and Wuhuan rarely relied on the flesh to fight against the enemy.

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

The sound of thunder and explosion is heard for hundreds of miles, and the two streamers collide every time, like two mountains colliding, wave after wave, originally within a radius of several miles, has been leveled, this time it is good to sink directly a few feet, it can become a small lake.

"That kid is a body cultivator?" "Onlookers, you look at me, I see that your two streamers that pull out a long cyan wisdom tail are not deceiving.

"No, that kid isn't just a pure physique, he's just a strong physique!" someone disagreed.

"Look, it's almost there!" I saw the two streamers falling down like meteors in the sky, and it seemed to be Zhu Meng who fell downwind.

"How is it possible!" everyone exclaimed, Zhu Meng was also a well-known figure in the entire Battle Soldier City, and the mad lion Zhu Meng could be called the first hegemon of the War Soldier City with his self-only fourfold physical cultivation.

"Collapse the sky!" Wu Huan slapped a palm and made a huge black palm print, Zhu Meng is strong, but he is not from a big force, he has a limited background, in addition to being able to put pressure on Wu Huan at the beginning, the entire battle rhythm is completely controlled by Wu Huan in the back, and the battle should be over at this moment!

The unrivaled palm power knocked down a hill-like palm print and overturned it, and everyone saw that Zhu Meng was powerless like a grasshopper shaking the iron tree and was pressed down by the palm print, and the palm print did not fall The strong aura directly collapsed the earth, and Zhu Meng struggled to support it under the palm print.

"This kid is not an ordinary extreme self-will!" Among the people, there are many people with good eyesight, and they have seen the clues from Wu Huan's combat power.

"Can someone who has the ability to overwhelm Zhu Meng be ordinary!" someone pouted and said disdainfully.

"Look, Zhu Meng seems to have hole cards!" A monstrous cyan aura suddenly burst out under the giant palm print, and a roar that seemed to be an angry shout and a lion's roar came from under Wu Huan's Collapse Palm Print, and Wu Huan's palm print actually had a tendency to disintegrate.

"Hmm, beastification?" Under the palm print, Wu Huan looked clearly, and his body was expanding under the sudden anger on Zhu Meng's body, his body was stronger, and his face slowly began to develop in the direction of the lion's head, and the wild lion Zhu Meng had the blood of a lion man on his body.

Rumble!

At this moment, a pillar of light rose into the sky in the distance, stirring up a piece of sky, and then a sharp aura swept the sky.

"That's ......" The sudden change of sight of the crowd looked at each other, and I don't know who shouted a word, and the crowd of onlookers rushed to the ruins.

"The circle has been cracked!" thought to everyone.

After a while, the dense onlookers were all gone in an instant, and only Wuhuan Bell was left on the empty battlefield at this time, their captive lewd man and Zhu Meng, who was fighting against Wuhuan palm print.

"Explode for me!" There was a roar mixed with the earth-shattering explosion, Zhu Meng finally smashed Wu Huan's palm print and got out of trouble, at this time he looked behind him and looked at Wu Huan, and he was a little hesitant for a while.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Just when the situation was at a stalemate, Bell stood up and stopped fighting.

"This guy will give it back to you!" I saw the bell kick the lewd man towards Zhu Meng, Zhu Meng caught the man steadily, looked at Wuhuan and the two of them, and turned around and left in an instant.

"I didn't even say a soft word, I really dragged it!" said the bell.

"Let's go, if you don't leave the ruins, you won't even be able to find the scum!" greeted Wu Huan, who had already disappeared into the dense forest and ran towards the ruins.

"Cut!" Bell ran over unimpressedly.

Generally speaking, altars are built on high mountains, but this ruins are deep under the earth, so there is only one possibility that this was once a high mountain, but it sank into the ground, and from the area surrounded by the circle, this possibility is very likely.

It took less than a quarter of an hour from the unsealing of the ruins to the time when Wuhuan came to the ruins, but at this time, the inside of the ruins was already in flames, and the figures were heavy and the figures were heavy, and the real yuan bombarded one after another, and countless buildings collapsed, and the sound of shouting and cursing was endless.

"I said it's late, and even the scum is gone!" Wuhuan turned his head to look at the bell.

"First come, first come, first served, okay!" Bell disagreed, stepping into the ruins that had been reduced to the battlefield.

The magic circle that protected the entire ruins dissipated, but the aftermath was still there, and the buildings that everyone searched and fought in the ruins were able to offset some of the aftermath, although many buildings collapsed, most of them were still standing there.

"Where are you looking for?" asked Wuhuan as she looked at the bell.

"I don't know, I feel like it's there!" Bell held out a finger and pointed into the distance, where the altar was.

"You've really given me a problem!" Wu Huan said with a sure expression.

"Let's go! It's a big deal!" Bell said quite domineeringly, on the way to the altar, he had already been divided into countless battlefields by the rest of the cultivators, and there was basically no play except forcible passage.

"Are you sure?" Wu Huan was also stunned by the bell's fierce words.

"Sure and sure!" a murderous aura rose from the bell almost at the same time, and she was not joking.

The whole ruins are extremely vast, at this time the place where Wuhuan and the bell are standing is only one of the sections, and there are countless buildings looming in the depths of the earth in all directions, at this time, those who are a little worse in cultivation and cannot compete with others have disappeared into other regions to find opportunities, and they do not hang everyone on a tree to get three of them, so the good news is that there may not be too many people in front of Wuhuan, and the bad news is that the people who stand in the way are basically the top goods among the cultivators.

"Spread it out for my aunt and grandmother!" Just as Wuhuan was thinking about where to start, a coquettish cry suddenly sounded in the air, and I saw a green shadow rushing into the battlefield in front of me, and one or two figures flew out directly.

"Damn!" Wu Huan really wanted to brush her face with her hand, she was really the Wind Spirit Princess of the Divine Wind Dao, I didn't recognize the wrong person? I don't know how many times Wu Huan asked herself like this, and the performance of the bell was simply sorry for her identity.

"How daring!"

"Damn it!"

"Impossible!"

"Kill!"

......

In the loud cheers of the crowd, one figure after another was released, the green figure was invincible like a tiger entering the flock, and several battlefields were directly stirred up by her, sometimes Wuhuan really felt that she was deliberate, and the intoxicated expression was no different from a child who snickered after doing a prank.

After a while, the bell had gone deep into the depths of the battlefield and was about to disappear in front of Wu Huan, and Wu Huan couldn't hesitate to speed up and rush over, and for a while, the big battlefield closest to the altar was completely chaotic, and a group of people chased Wu Huan, and Wu Huan chased the bell of Zheng Huan who was making trouble in front of him.

Dozens of miles across countless battlefields, the bell rushed over all the way, and there was no outrageous general in his palm, and what was even more outrageous was that from beginning to end, the breath on the bell's body had always been in the ninth phase of the law phase, maybe there was one thing she didn't lie, she really only had the cultivation of the law phase realm.

"Miss, you run slower!" The bell stopped under the altar and Wuhuan finally caught up, along with a group of masters who were disturbed by the bell.

"You two stop me!" a loud shout stopped the two who were about to continue on their way.

"Who are you?" the bell looked at the speaker with disdain.

"Damn!" the man was suddenly angry when he saw the disdainful eyes of the bell, and his anger soared into the sky like a volcano, and he wanted to do something, but he didn't care about something.

"It's you again!" There was a tall figure in the crowd who was Zhu Meng, who had just fought not long ago, at this time he looked at Wu Huan and the two, his eyes were full of banter, and anyone who saw dozens of masters of the only four or more would not feel too good around you.

"Zhu Meng, do you know them?" someone whispered.

"I don't have the qualifications to know these two extreme self-only people!" Zhu Meng smiled a little yin and yang.

"Extreme way! No wonder you are so arrogant!" Gradually, everyone slowly stepped forward, and the palm that the bell had just pushed away was by no means simple.

"Arrogance comes at a price!" someone said murderously.

"Hey, are you done arguing?" Bell's impatient voice rang, and he didn't know when Bell stood at the bottom of the altar steps with an unhappy face.

"You come to crack the magic circle, these flies are too noisy!" After the bell finished saying to Wu Huan, he turned his head and looked at the group of people who slowly gathered around with an unkind expression, and suddenly a group of masters felt a chill in their hearts, as if something bad was about to happen!