Xing Zhen's body was nailed straight into the ground, smashing out a bottomless hole.

Xingzhen sank all the way, and came into close contact with the snow and ice-covered soil. After eating a mouthful of frozen soil, you can stay hungry for a long time.

The Seven Realms Divine Cultivation is indeed difficult, this is the rhythm of being buried alive.

However, although Jiao Wushuang didn't chase down, he didn't want to give Xing Zhen a chance to breathe.

Without waiting for the punishment to really relax, the aura similar to the dragon's breath irrigated the pit.

The area of the pit was more than doubled, and the aura filled the entire pit with aura.

The punishment at the bottom of the pit is unavoidable, and it bears all the aura attacks strongly.

Just now, when the fists collided, I only felt the terrifying killing power of the Seven Realms Aura, and now I have to compete for the strength of the aura, and I have to compete for the depth of the heritage of both sides.

Jiao Wushuang is the first person in the five realms of the Black Jiao Clan, and his background is not weaker than the strongest Xingzhen step by step.

The advantage of a higher realm is undoubtedly revealed, and it has almost become a crushing situation to push the release of the true punishment.

The oppressed Xingzhen Martial Dao Gangfeng had to move within a certain range of his body, and as time went by, the space for the Martial Dao Gangfeng to move became smaller and smaller.

The two seem to be competing, and they want to suppress each other simply with their background.

But the two of them were not very authentic, and the Jiao Wushuang pill on the ground was like jelly beans and stuffed into their mouths frantically.

Xing Zhen at the bottom of the pit poured one sip after another of the wine in the gourd, who called Xing Zhen poor, there are no jelly beans and only wine.

The recovery effect and value between the two are disproportionate, and no matter how good the elixir is, it can't compare to the wine in the gourd, which is a great tonic to restore all the internal strength in one sip.

In addition, in order to maintain the battle outside of physical strength recently, the matter of turning into a powerful ghost has been put on hold for a while.

I ate a lot of Jiaolong meat again, and the essence was almost replenished.

The internal force of Xingzhen is constantly replenished, and there are slowly signs of anti-suppression.

Jiao Wushuang's complexion on the ground changed again and again, he only knew that there was a murderous aura hidden in the gourd, and he didn't know that the wine in the gourd had a magical effect.

The pill is mainly medicine, and it is a three-point poison that will inevitably have side effects, which cannot be compared with the effect of instant full blood of wine.

Jiao Wushuang, who doesn't know why, just thinks that Xingzhen is winning with his own strength, which is too terrible.

He himself has always claimed to be the pride of the clan, but he was defeated by a warrior of a lower realm.

If he is Tianjiao, then what is the guy who turns defeat into victory below? Tianjiao in Tianjiao is still a Tianzhong character who is trapped in the dragon world once in 10,000 years.

The more such a person grows, the more terrible it becomes, and now he only has the assets of a real genius, but if he doesn't grow up, he can only be regarded as a genius rather than a strong person.

If Xing Zhen is really allowed to grow to the Upper Five Realms, its true combat power will make people desperate.

Jiao Wushuang couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when he thought of this, and he had a grudge against such a person, he had to die endlessly, and there was no room for relaxation.

If Xing Zhen is allowed to grow up, he will be liquidated in the future, not to mention, I am afraid that even the Black Jiao Clan will be implicated.

Jiao Wushuang didn't think that a genius was qualified to shake the Black Jiao Clan, but it was okay to bring some trouble to the clan.

His murderous intent became more and more intense, and he was no longer thinking about simply killing the other party with his background.

Jiao Wushuang grinded his teeth: "I heard that the punishment has the power of an artifact, but today I want to see if your artifact is strong or my demigod is powerful." ”

After that, the yin spear in Jiao Wu's hands became illusory, and after a beast roar, the spear was not there. A large silver dragon pit protruded, and the king's power rippled as if everything had to surrender to the feet of the dragon.

"Go, destroy the true punishment. Jiao Wushuang shouted in a deep voice, and the silver dragon fish jumped up and flew straight into the deep pit on the ground.

A moment later, the bottomless pit was clear, and the roaring sound of concussion was endless.

The aura turbulence in the pit was raging, and the power of strangulation was everywhere. As long as you are in the pit, you can endure life, and if you can't bear it, you will die.

The earth shook for ten miles, as if it was about to sink.

Jiao Wushuang at the edge of the pit was full of confidence, and the demigod soldiers in his hands had killed the martial artists of the Eight Realms.

The criminal truth is only one of the six realms, even the Tianjiao of Tianjiao cannot be compared with the eight realms.

After a quarter of an hour, calm returned to the pit, and the spear in Jiao Wu's hands was dim.

Obviously, this outbreak is extremely expensive, and it is difficult for the demigod artifact to continue to support without spiritual energy replenishment.

Jiao Wushuang was very satisfied with the power of the demigod weapon this time, and it was even stronger than the last time he killed the Eight Realms martial artists.

However, he is cautious by nature and doesn't want to give Xing Zhen a chance to turn over. I also heard the elders of the sect say that the two utensils of the small gourd and the punishment are strong and abnormal.

It is impossible for the strength of the Middle Five Realms to cause damage to them, even if they are powerful in the Upper Five Realms, they are not sure to destroy the two treasures.

After making a decision, Jiao Wushuang opened his mouth to highlight a crystal bead.

Like the Jiao Dragon Ball spit out by Jiao Invincible, it was crystal clear, and there were eight golden dragons wandering inside.

The aura that overflowed was extremely powerful, more than a hundred times stronger than the invincible Jiao. This is a gap in the realm, and it is also a gap between different foundations and different backgrounds.

Jiao Wushuang is known as the first person in the five realms of the Black Jiao Clan, not so simple.

Eight golden dragons leaped out of the dragon balls and scurried into the pit one after another.

Jiao Wushuang was cautious and abnormal, worried that the power of the eight great dragons was too strong and hurt him.

It was not enough for Jiao Dragon Ball to levitate above his head to protect himself, and his body slowly took off from the ground.

There was chaos within a radius of ten miles under Jiao Wushuang's feet, the snow had long since melted, and the earth and rocks were tumbling like boiling water.

At this moment, even the Guangming City, which was fighting fiercely, felt the existence of a vision, and had to give up their respective opponents and turn back to protect the low-level military forces.

In this way, the Japanese people smiled happily, but Guangming City was extremely unhappy.

With the help of five bed crossbows, although there were sturdy men who came back to help, Yang Qi and Yu Sanxing still had the upper hand.

The waves are turbulent, and the protection of the city protection cannot be opened. After all, the purpose of the battle ahead was to protect the City of Light, and the city walls were broken and the people were slaughtered, and all the efforts were in vain.

Therefore, it is necessary to do your best to destroy the enemy's high-end combat power while the enemy is weak.

There is not much time left for Yu San to wake up, and he can't quickly kill the city lord of the Japanese tribe. After Yu San woke up and went crazy, he couldn't help, and Yang Qi didn't have any good fruit for himself.

The vast army of the Japanese people attacked the city, and the tiger and snake tail could not be stopped. For them, if they don't win, they lose, and this battle is enough to humiliate.

In addition, a pile of siege equipment was destroyed in the rear, and some of the grain and grass were burned.

The people in the know of the Japanese army are all full of hatred. But their strength is still there, and they still have a huge advantage in the face of Guangming City.

The sturdy young man even showed his strong side, evolving a hundred-zhang tall golden body, like a giant standing up to the sky.

Fa Xiang stood behind the Wa clan, a pair of fists kept swinging out, and the converging void was unstable.

The law stands up to the sky and the earth, blocking all the aftermath alone.

Yang Qi, who was standing on the city wall, saw this scene with a heavy heart, and secretly thought that this was the real strength of the Japanese people?

If the law minister personally attacked the city, the protective array of the bright city would be able to block a few rounds.

After a while, Yang Qi understood, and the sturdy young lover was immediately weakened after casting his hair.

It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't want to use the law to attack the city, but that he didn't want to pay such a price until he had to.

The two armies of Guangming City confronted each other and knew where the turmoil was coming from. However, at this time, the slightest mistake will give the enemy a chance, so no one dares to go to the fierce battle place to wait and see.

But said that the corners of Jiao Wushuang's mouth twitched, if it weren't for the protection of Jiao Dragon Ball, he really couldn't bear such a terrifying fluctuation.

A strong Seven Realms Great Demon is still like this, and there is no demigod fluctuation below at all, which means that Xingzhen is resisting all bombardments.

Jiao Wushuang didn't think that Xing Zhen had a chance to survive, so he just waited for the loot to be collected after the peace below.

As for another foreigner of the Wa tribe, the sturdy young man spoke of equal division.

Jiao Wushuang is just a joke to listen to, and the strength is only counted if it is divided equally or not.

Captured a gourd of unknown rank, a punishment with the power of an artifact, and a demiartifact of its own.

Looking at the entire sleepy dragon world, I am afraid that there is no one who can fight with such a lineup. There is no need to continue the so-called promises, and it is better to swallow them privately.

Without the support of Jiao Wushuang, the energy turmoil below lasted for a short time and then stopped.

The snow was pierced, and a brand-new pit appeared in a radius of 100 feet.

When the snow melts in spring, it may turn into a hupo.

At the bottom of the pit, in the uneven soil that had been bombarded, a two-foot-long coffin lay quietly.

Jiao Wushuang was full of doubts, what is the situation, the punishment and the little gourd? Could it be that there is no scum left that was destroyed by the fluctuation just now.

No, the great power of the clan has made it clear that two treasures are not something I can destroy.

Whether it was a mistake in the observation of the clan power, or other changes is unknown. But the coffin that can be preserved in this energy fluctuation must also be a great treasure.

Jiao Wushuang's heart was moved, and he was a little envious of Xing Zhen's rich family background. The treasures on his body are endless, and they are even more beautiful than his own Tianjiao of the Black Jiao clan.

Fortunately, now that the punishment is nowhere to be found, I am afraid that there will be no scum left after being bombarded.

Jiao Wushuang's heart was moved, there was no owner, and another guest of the Wa tribe didn't know that there was this coffin.

God unknowingly took it into his pocket, and the treasure became his own.

His cautious personality is absent all the time, and even if he can't see the enemy now, he doesn't dare to rush forward.

The dragon ball above his head rippled out wisps of mist like a dragon's breath, surrounding him tightly.

For fear that the coffin would have an immeasurable backhand, he made all preparations before he landed cautiously.

When he was close to the coffin twenty zhang away, Jiao Wushuang's hairs suddenly stood on end.

The coffin is still calm, but the perception of danger is real. The soul of the Seven Realms Divine Cultivator is not a joke, there is no so-called insanity,

The cautious Jiao Wushuang suddenly came to his senses, and said secretly: "It's not good, all the magic weapons of Xingzhen have not been used, is he still alive?"

As if to verify Jiao Wushuang's guess, a crack opened with a "click" coffin.

At the same time, a thunderous roar sounded in the coffin, followed by a black thunderbolt.

The speed of the thunder was too fast, only twenty zhang away, and there was no time to dodge in an instant.

The black thunder was unmistakably accurate, and it hit the dragon ball directly.

Jiao Dragon Ball is afraid of thunder, not to mention that this time it is black thunder, which is much stronger than silver thunder.

The sound of porcelain shattering kept coming out, and in an instant, the cracks on the dragon ball were dense.

Jiaolong Ball is equivalent to Jiaolong's demon pill, and Jiaolong Ball is damaged Jiao Wushuang will inevitably be implicated.

With a muffled snort, he coughed up blood, and his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

At this time, a figure chased after him, and it was the young man with a slightly pale face.

Kaishan Zhenhai style is the same, the indomitable momentum and the fist as calm as water, but the diametrically opposite existence of the two appears in a person.

Each punch was accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, superimposed on the fourteenth punch, Rao was a demon who prided himself on being physically strong, and his chest was also smashed out of a transparent hole in the front and back.

If others want to kill themselves, there is no need for the punishment to be merciful. The flaming fists kept coming out, flesh splattered, and the muffled grunt became smaller and smaller.

Divine cultivators and martial artists in the Middle Five Realms, if their hearts are broken, they may not necessarily die. Xing Zhen is too familiar with this, and he is such a person who has come to life.

Only when the head is shattered and the soul in it is gone, can a person be truly killed.

Jiao Dragon Ball was no longer powerless to ripple out of the white mist, and Jiao Wushuang's head was no longer defenseless, completely exposed to Xingzhen's fist.

Feng Shui takes turns, and now it's time for Xingzhen.