"Cold Palm!" Sima Xin shouted angrily, the green tendons on his face swelled, as if coated with a layer of bronze luster, and his palm roared, and the cold air was pressing.

"Bang!" Mo Li ran his qi and blood, and the flames conjured by the fire barbarism moved with his heart.

"Bang bang bang!!" "Bang bang bang!"

The two of them struck each other nearly ten times in an instant, each palm condensed cold and fire, the strength was raging, like piercing through a golden cracked stone, shaking the earth and shaking, the sky became more and more dim, and even the whistling north wind rumbled in the whistling, cold and pressing, and the cold seeped people.

"Kill!" Mo Li wandered in this empty field, his hands quickly pinched out the seal, and the blood smeared his eyes, and shouted again and again: "Blood and fire are burning!!"

The momentum of the whole person rose sharply again, the beast clothes all over his body hunted, his hair fluttered, at this time he was like a demon god, full of indifference, full of killing, and full of the breath of destroying all things.

"Huh!" Mo Li rushed away, and once again engaged in the most tragic struggle with Sima Xin, layers of smoke rose from time to time on the field, and there were flying sand and rocks shooting through the air.

"Bang bang bang!" The raging shock wave destroyed the old and decaying trees, startled the crows in the distance and fled.

"Boom!" the two chased each other back and forth, and the powerful offensives were also one after another, which was shocking.

"Wow!" "Wow!" The sand and soil were flying, and the two of them attacked each other hundreds of times, still without a win, even though Sima Xin's cultivation had reached the seventh layer of blood coagulation, and even the eighth layer, but the combat experience of fighting with people was still insufficient, and on the other hand, Mo Li, although his cultivation was not as good as him, he could always have innate warnings when fighting with demon beasts, and avoided the vital points of his body.

"Cold barbarian technique, the first change!" Sima Xin roared, his body was caught off guard and attacked again, the strong strength made his body tumble with qi and blood, even in his current state, he couldn't be indifferent, and when his body suddenly retreated, he saw that the center of his eyebrows cracked, and two ghostly silk threads flew out and submerged into his eyes, and his pupils bloomed with a dazzling glow, vaguely with a breathtaking effect.

"Blood and Fire Change!"

"Blood and fire are combined!"

When Mo left the palm of his hand and slapped out, he went out to pour blood, and when he withdrew his hand, the blood smeared his eyes, like blood, thrilling, and the momentum of the whole person was also completely stimulated to the extreme at this moment, and a pair of scarlet pupils bloomed with a red light that seemed to be substantial.

"Boom!" The two of them fought each other instantly, like two rays of light full of different colors, carrying out the most violent attack, the strength was continuous, like a blade piercing a golden cracked stone, each attack was full of earth-shattering ghosts and gods, and the sand flew wildly.

And the onlookers on the side also urgently retreated, their pupils were filled with irrepressible shock, shocked by the attack of the two, their scalps were numb, is this damn the strength they showed, even the monk who was the seventh layer of blood coagulation was full of shock, and there was a faint look of fear.

"Boom!" After the two of them retreated, they launched a fierce attack again, their figures kept shuttling and attacking, but such a scene made Sima Xin's heart even more aggrieved, not only did his own cultivation reach the seventh layer, but it was still like this, not to mention that now he was possessed by a cold barbarian spell, and it was still like this!

"I am not willing to ......"

Sima Xintian roared, raised his hands and slapped them on his eyebrows again, a bead as big as a thumb emitted a cold and piercing glow, which was swallowed by him in one bite, and his momentum also rose again at this moment, and he actually shook Mo Li's attack with one punch!

"Cold barbarian spell, the second change!"

"Chilling Spell, the third change!"

Sima Xin's hair was fluffy, his hair was messy, and even his complexion became extremely pale, and the stimulation potential just now almost drained the remaining qi and blood in his body, but fortunately, his current aura had reached the peak of the seventh layer of the Blood Condensation Realm!

"Kill!" Sima Xin was like a mad beast, his strong arms kept swinging, and even the space became like a paper rattle.

"Huhuhu......"

The fist was like a bronze gold and iron bone, shattering the dead trees, smashing the rocks, and even the eagle that swooped down, its claw prints stabbed into Mo Li's back fiercely, splashing blood in the air, and blood dripping in the air.

"Bang!" Mo Li was like a heavy blow, and the whole person flew away again, his footsteps lightly stepped on the dead tree, but the corners of his clothes were covered with blood, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood and bones of Na Sensen could be faintly seen.

"Qian donkey skills are exhausted, what do you compare with me, and what do you use to fight with me!" Sima Xin's voice was as cold as gold and iron, indifferent as winter, and the pair of ghost-like pupils were exuding a ghostly luster, and the curled demon bat phantom could be faintly seen in his eyes, only to see him walking forward step by step, every step seemed light and light, but in the eyes of the people of the Desolate Ancient Tribe, it was like the demon god.

"Moli!!" the clansmen shouted, and several clansmen broke free from the siege and rushed towards Sima Xin as fast as they could, swords in hand, attacking Sima Xin from all directions.

"The pupil of the ghost eye!" Sima Xin looked back lightly, only to see that the pupils of one of the clansmen suddenly dimmed, the whole person seemed to be muddy, and like a delirium, waving a knife indiscriminately, like a mad beast, and the remaining several clansmen also fell down one after another in his palm and fist, the ribs were broken, the flesh and blood were blurred, bloody, bloody, and full of blood.

And at this moment, above the gloomy and bleak sky, the bright moon hanging on that round is becoming more and more rounded, and the luster is getting brighter and brighter, exuding a soft light......

"Just let me send you to hell!!" Sima Xin, who was calmly walking, kicked the soles of his feet, and the whole person suddenly jumped, and his hands were clenched into fists to raise a cold and cruel arc, as if he could imagine the excitement when blood splashed and flesh and bone separated.

Mo Li still stared at the figure that was gradually enlarging in his pupils with his eyes open, and at this moment, he seemed to see the shadow curled up in the pupils of the ghost eyes, which was the phantom of the demon bat.

He seemed to see these almost illusory magic bats flying from unknown places in the distant past, dwelling in that dense bamboo forest, and gradually dying in the dwelling due to the changes in the aura of heaven and earth, until they were frozen and frozen in the molten pillar, and were blown by wind and rain, and precipitated by the years, until they were discovered, picked up, and refined by people at a certain moment.

"Moonlit night, moonwing, resurrect me!!" Mo Li roared, his eyes stared at the moon fiercely, his red pupils were full of endless madness, his fists were getting closer and closer, his strength was getting more and more pressing, even the surface of his body began to crack, and the miserable star dome gradually condensed like a mirror reflection and fell into the moonlight......