One hundred Venerables shot together at the beginning, only to see the hundred palms breaking through the air and hitting the three of them, and the attacks of the three were quickly defused by all of them.

After stepping into the Transformation Source Realm, Yang Hong's Ten Thousand Shadow Heavenly Scripture also made breakthroughs one after another, and finally reached the ninth level, which means that he can now transform into countless shadow clones, provided that he has enough Yuan Power.

Facing the shadow clones of the early stage of the Venerable One hundred, it was simply a nightmare for the three of Mo Qingluo, ordinary attacks had no effect, and the opponent's movement speed was very fast.

[Oh my God, what kind of monsters are these, so difficult?] Mo Qingluo shouted loudly, as he unleashed three attacks at the three shadow clones besieging him, but to no avail, which made him a little frightened.

[These guys seem immune to some attacks, and we seem to be in trouble.] Zuo Xiangyang said, and as he spoke, he dealt with the entanglement of the shadow clone.

[What to do, I realize that we just made the wrong decision.] The Cold Blood Venerable was scared.

[Yes, I didn't expect that Yang Hong's methods were so powerful, it seems that these are his clones, but I don't know what method he is practicing, and he can actually turn into such a powerful clone.] Zuo Xiangyang said.

[Okay, let's talk about that later, what do we do now?] The Cold Blood Venerable was a little anxious, because he found that the strength of these shadow clones was getting stronger and stronger, and on the contrary, they were getting weaker and weaker.

[Zuo Xiangyang, how do I feel that my strength is getting weaker and weaker, while the strength of these monsters is getting stronger all the time?] Mo Qingluo sacrificed a cup of Venerable Sword and slashed down at a shadow clone in front of him, and the sword turned into a streamer. Instantaneously out, instantaneously absent. This sword was effective, because the three shadow clones were knocked out with a single sword. But these shadow clones are too strong. The wounded areas were soon intact, and the breath had not weakened.

[It's not that their strength is getting stronger, it's that our strength is weakening, and our Yuan Force consumption is too great.] Zuo Xiangyang said.

[So what to do?] We can't hurt these guys at all, these guys are so tough that I don't know what they made of. The Cold Blood Venerable was accidentally hit by the supreme power of the thirteen shadow clones, and the whole person was shocked by the power of the shadow clones, and the qi and blood in his body surged, and the yuan power was consumed a lot. He has lost four layers of combat power.

[Damn, what kind of monster is Yang Hong, why does his strength seem to have improved a little, could it be that it wasn't all his strength before?] After colliding with each other for dozens of rounds in a row, Tianyang Venerable could only be speechless, because he found that the other party was too strong.

With the successive battles, the monks of Sansheng Mountain were all stunned, and some of the Cun Zài who had seen Yang Hong widened their eyes, they didn't expect Yang Hong's strength to be so strong. Others are getting bigger and weaker. But Yang Hong is getting stronger and stronger, and in the end, he even described it as coming in by leaps and bounds.

The fists and swords cooperated with each other, and they carried out a ruining blow against the Tianyang Venerable from the top and middle lanes, and there was nothing to say about that kind of appearance. Yang Hong's pair of iron fists blasted down towards the Tianyang Venerable like a violent storm. Tianyang Venerable could only dodge frantically, and the Yuan Force in his body was running to the extreme, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Although Venerable Tianyang had also practiced the body refining exercises. This exercise is also a work called Dragon Elephant Demon Suppression Gong, which is a Buddhist body refining exercise. It's a pity that he has only cultivated the Dragon Elephant Demon Suppression Skill to the sixth level now, although his physical defense is already extremely terrifying. But if you really want to be hit by a perverted fist like Yang Hong, even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

The monks on Sansheng Mountain have begun to retreat in all directions, you must know that now they originally had three or four hundred thousand, but now there are only one hundred thousand left, and almost two-thirds of them have died.

[Tianyang Venerable, break it for me.] Yang Hong suddenly gathered the strength of his whole body, and then injected the power of the Bright Origin Law and the Blood Dao Origin Law into the Taiyi Chaos Fist Seal, and then unleashed a powerful fist, which was like one wave after another crushing towards the Tianyang Venerable.

[The group of Black Mangfist is as wild as a tiger!] Tianyang Venerable also burst into a shout, and then the terrifying fist power was like a star falling from the sky, suppressing Yang Hong.

Burst!

The two fists collided with each other, and then the invisible force centered on the two of them, oscillating in all directions in a wave-like form.

Two terrifying forces overturned the entire Sansheng Mountain in an instant, only to see the gravel flying on the Sansheng Mountain for a while, and finally these gravel were shattered by the invisible air waves, and these shattered stone dust filled the air, mixed in the air, turning this space hundreds of miles into a world of dust.

I saw that in the smoke and dust, two phantom shadows kept flickering, it was Yang Hong and Tianyang Venerable, their figures were extremely fast, and their shots were like lightning, constantly attacking each other. Every move they made was an extremely clever supreme supernatural power, and they all contained the power of the Origin Law.

Poof!

The two of you attack me and hide, you avoid me attack, and there is no way for anyone to take anyone for a while.

When they reached the three hundred and first round, Tianyang Venerable suddenly found an opportunity to counterattack, and then a terrifying fist blade left a striking scar on Yang Hong's legs again, and some dark green faintly appeared on this scar, which was obviously some poison.

[Damn!] Yang Hong gritted his teeth and said.

He didn't expect that this black reckless fist blade was still highly poisonous, and the opponent's defense was too strong, although it was not as strong as his defense, but its hair, skin and muscles were extremely hard, with Yang Hong's current strength, although he could traumatize the opponent, but if he wanted to kill, it would take some time.

However, even if the Tianyang Venerable left an inch-deep scar on its body, compared to Yang Hong's strong physique, it was basically equivalent to scratching an itch.

[Heaven Killing Sword, kill without mercy, kill me!] Although he was injured, Yang Hong also seized this opportunity, he controlled the Heaven Killing Divine Sword, and a brilliant sword light instantly came to the eyes of the Tianyang Venerable like a meteor. Yang Hong's divine personality controlled the Heaven Slaying Sword and constantly bombarded the Tianyang Venerable, but the supreme sword light of the Tianyang Venerable could not even cut his skin, because the sword light could not even get close to the Tianyang Venerable.

The power of the Yuanhuang-level godhead control zhì's Heaven Slaying Divine Sword is naturally not as powerful as the Yuan Force attack, but it is also equivalent to a venerable's mid-term full force blow.

Just when the Tianyang Venerable was entangled by the sword light, Yang Hong's eyes suddenly shrank, his legs kicked hard, and the whole person rose into the sky, and at the same time he shouted: [Good opportunity!] ]

The distance of several meters was instantaneous, and the chaotic qi on his almost one-meter-eight body escaped, and the chaotic fire swallowed and spit out, absorbing the vitality between heaven and earth, and the terrifying coercion pressed towards the Tianyang Venerable like a terrifying boulder. (To be continued......)