Half an hour passed, and the fighting continued.

When Zhang Tianjiu built this underground cultivation room, the heavy metal poured on the floor was more than ten meters thick, far exceeding the thickness of the armor of any armed warship, but now it has been flattened by more than half during the fight between the two, and the entire ground has sunk to a depth of five or six meters.

Only the area where Xuanyuan Ming was meditating cross-legged was left unaffected.

The aftermath of the qi wave brought out by the fists and kicks of the two of them was enough to crush the flesh of any saint and monk who was watching the battle to powder, and the strength of the strength could be seen.

But Xuanyuan Ming never opened his eyes for a moment, as if the life-and-death struggle between Zhang Tianjiu and Jiang Tiankui was like a three-year-old naughty boy fighting in his eyes, and it was not worth wasting time and energy to watch at all.

But with the passage of time, the balance of victory in the battle situation began to tilt in the direction expected by Zhang Tianjiu from the original Jiang Tiankui's absolute advantage.

In the nearly hour-long war of attrition in which injuries were exchanged for injuries, every bone in the two of their bodies had already been broken many times, and their internal organs were hit hard again and again, and it would never end.

Zhang Tianjiu's perverted physical recovery ability finally showed its key role.

With the fact that after every injury, he recovered a few seconds faster than Jiang Tiankui, and through countless seconds, he accumulated this advantage to a very terrifying point.

After such a long war of attrition, although Zhang Tianjiu did not have a single intact part of his body, his seven orifices were bleeding, and even the right eyeball was beaten out for more than half of it, just hanging under the eye socket and shaking, looking extremely tragic and bloody, but his whole person's spirit and spirit were not much different from the beginning of the battle, but the qi was slightly weakened.

Every time he punches and kicks, he can still burst out with very terrifying power, thunder.

On the other hand, Jiang Tiankui is a completely different scene.

There are a lot more scars on his body than Zhang Tianjiu, because of the excessive bleeding for a long time, a thick layer of blood has even formed on the outside of the body, which looks like a red silkworm chrysalis that has been wrapped.

This level of injury is actually not too serious for a six-story building peak physical cultivator, he doesn't even need to swallow the healing pill, and he can recover in a few days after cultivation, but the key is that Jiang Tiankui is now in a battle of life and death, and he must use all his strength to kill the opponent before he keeps this breath from falling, and where will he have the spare time to recover.

The qi in the body is constantly consumed, and there is no opportunity to replenish the qi, so Jiang Tiankui's strength is not as good as once.

This made him tremble more and more as he frightened.

I really can't figure out what kind of monster this bald guy is, his body actually has such a terrifying recovery ability, he is simply an unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

Jiang Tiankui entered the Tao with physical cultivation, but when the ancient physical cultivation line declined rapidly, in order to pursue the eternal avenue, he resolutely abandoned his original intention, and instead devoted himself to the spiritual camp, in the long years, with his amazing talent and perseverance, he actually reached the peak step by step and became a member of the Kamigawa.

When he fell into the hands of Xuanyuan Ming, Jiang Tiankui was already a beginner-level god, a genuine god in the minds of hundreds of millions of monks.

But in the face of the terrifying old man, this god didn't even have the slightest chance to resist, and was casually caught into his small world by Xuanyuan Ming like an ant, and even his cultivation was completely sealed.

If Jiang Tiankui can use his spiritual power to fight against Zhang Tianjiu, he doesn't even have to sacrifice his natal magic weapon, and the bald guy will be killed without suspense in an instant.

But Xuanyuan Ming, an old madman, imprisoned all his mana, forcing him to fight against Zhang Tianjiu as a physical cultivator.

In the past tens of thousands of years, Jiang Tiankui has always shown his spiritual face, and the courage that belongs to physical cultivation has almost been exhausted, and there are at most tenths and twelve.

In the case of superior strength, Jiang Tiankui may be able to use the powerful state of mind of the Divine Spirit Cultivator to kill the opponent cleanly, but now he has been dragged into an endless war of attrition by Zhang Tianjiu, and he is getting more and more at a disadvantage, and a flawless Dao heart finally began to show flaws.

With every punch and kick of Zhang Tianjiu's attack, Jiang Tiankui's Dao Heart's loopholes were also enlarged, from less than the size of a mustard seed at first, and soon expanded dozens or even hundreds of times.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave can win.

Now Jiang Tiankui, whether it is qi or courage, has been suppressed by Zhang Tianjiu, and it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.

"Come again, scum!"

Zhang Jiuye became more and more courageous the more he fought, and with one foot he stepped on the ground and collapsed again, his body rose into the air, and he smashed down on the head with another blow.

Jiang Tiankui had just exchanged punches with Zhang Tianjiu before, but he didn't have the slightest advantage, but was beaten all the way backwards, and when the bald guy came to kill again, he didn't have time to fight back, so he had to raise his arms in a hurry and cross them in front of his forehead to resist this powerful punch.

"Click!"

Zhang Tianjiu's punch broke Jiang Tiankui's two arms on the spot, and the terrifying strength of the remaining strength smashed the middle-aged monk so that both legs were deeply sunk into the metal ground, leaving only the part above the knee exposed.

Zhang Jiuye succeeded in one blow, without mercy, his figure rose again, and then he swooped down quickly, stepped through the air with both feet, and stepped heavily on the top of Jiang Tiankui's head.

"Bang!"

This time, Jiang Tiankui's two thighs also sank into the ground, and only the upper half of his body was not buried, looking like a human-shaped green onion planted in the soil.

Without giving Jiang Tiankui any respite, after Zhang Tianjiu landed, he walked quickly to him, and his two fists were raised high, like a blacksmith striking iron, and a storm fell on the top of the opponent's head.

Jiang Tiankui was beaten without a backhand, his anger was like a gossamer, and the golden light on his body began to collapse continuously.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

In the cultivation room of hundreds of square meters, the dull explosion was endless, and with every punch Zhang Tianjiu, Jiang Tiankui's body was smashed into the ground by an inch.

It took more than ten minutes for Zhang Jiuye to finally stop the savage and rough hammer blowing, and after exhaling the breath that was holding in his heart, he suddenly felt his whole body weak, and he fell to the ground directly from exhaustion, so tired that he couldn't even move a finger.

And the primary-level god who had not been able to exert half a cent of mana from beginning to end had already been beaten to the point that the whole person was sunk into the depths of the earth, his head was sparse, his brain was bursting, and he couldn't die anymore.

In fact, even if the physical body of a god-level monk is damaged, as long as the primordial spirit is not destroyed, he can be reborn with the help of a body at any time, and it is far less difficult and dangerous than that of a low-level monk.

It's a pity that Jiang Tiankui was suppressed by Xuanyuan Ming's mana supernatural powers, and when his body was broken by Zhang Tianjiu, the Yuan Shen had no chance to escape at all, and they disappeared together.

At this time, the old man, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes and stood up, and with a wave of his wide sleeved robe, he picked up Zhang Tianjiu's body and threw it into the elixir pool.

"This time you won, and your performance is still barely strong, cultivate for one day, and continue to play the second one tomorrow. ”

After Zhang Tianjiu recovered a trace of physical strength, Xuanyuan Ming glanced at him with a very indifferent expression.

Zhang Jiuye suddenly said angrily: "Fighting like this can only be regarded as barely strong?"

Jiang Tiankui is more than a star and a half stronger than him, in this fight just now, he used all his strength without reservation, coupled with the implementation of tactics in place, in the end, he was lucky to defeat the strong with the weak, but in the old guy's mouth, he only got the evaluation of the four words "barely strong", and no one was convinced.

In addition to being angry, Zhang Tianjiu didn't even bother to bargain with Xuanyuan Ming about the fact that he would continue to fight the second opponent tomorrow.

Looking at the annoyed and angry Ninth Master, Xuanyuan Ming just smiled coldly: "When you can kill a nine-story building body cultivator within three punches one day, it is worth saying two good words from the old man." ”

Zhang Jiuye rolled his eyes.

The nine-story building body is cultivated, no matter what, it is also the same existence as the giant god-level boss, killing such a strong man with three punches, the old guy is really confident in himself.

Even if he returned to the peak state before the crossing, he didn't dare to pat his chest and say such big things.

Xuanyuan Ming flicked his fingers, Jiang Tiankui's body completely turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared, and then said with a smile: "Do you know what the identity of this person killed just now is?"

Zhang Tianjiu lay in the medicine pool and pouted: "Didn't you say it, a traitor with a body cultivation, you arrested him again, how do I know what his identity is." ”

The old man said bluntly: "This person is the first generation ancestor of the Burning Sun Sect of the Blue Dragon Sacred Domain, who condensed the godhead ten thousand years ago, if you meet him in other places, he only needs to move his fingers, and you will die without a place to be buried." ”

"What!"

Zhang Tianjiu was so frightened that he almost jumped out of the pool, and exclaimed with an incredible face: "The one I killed just now was a divine spirit cultivator?"

He never expected that Xuanyuan Ming would be so violent, daring to run to the top of the Kamigawa to catch prisoners and come back to practice for himself, which was really too extravagant.

Every god-level cultivator was an insurmountable peak in the cultivation realm, and he died in his hands so quietly.

Xuanyuan Ming said in a deep voice: "Do you know why you won?"

"You imprisoned his supernatural powers, otherwise I would have hung up. ”

Of course, Zhang Tianjiu wouldn't even understand this truth.

"Wrong!"

Xuanyuan Ming said categorically: " The main reason is that Jiang Tiankui is too dependent on things outside his body, once he loses these things, he will become a beast with his claws and teeth pulled out, and he can only be slaughtered by others, in the eyes of my generation's body cultivation, the spiritual power of heaven and earth is the same as the magic weapon, it is not his true power, only our body is the source of all power, it can only be defeated, but it will never be taken away, if he Jiang Tiankui has not given up the way of refining the body, and has given up his biggest reliance, even if the old man imprisons his mana today, you will still be defeated!"

The old man's words were eloquent.

Zhang Tianjiu frowned, thoughtful.