The white wolf, whose hair was like snow, was biting together with a corpse soul path cultivator who transformed into a dragon triple heaven, and his huge wolf claws slapped the corpse into the ruins with a single blow, and then a bloodshot flashed in the white wolf's eyes, and with a snap of his teeth, a silver-white divine light slashed out, slashing at the corpse.

With a loud bang, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the waist of the cultivator of the Corpse Soul Dao was cut in half, relying on the flesh and blood to link it, so that it was not directly split into two.

Although his body was constantly repairing, it was not fast, and the white wolf approached step by step, intending to write a dead word on this corpse completely.

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind whistled in his ears, and although the white wolf's body was huge, his movements were extremely agile, and he quickly turned around, and he was caught with a very hard fist.

The speed of Soul Seven was a step faster than that of most Dragon Transformation cultivators, and at this time, it roared like the wind, and a punch hit the white wolf's body, directly knocking him out dozens of feet away.

Although he was not Old Man Jiang's opponent, he was still somewhat sure of facing a cultivator like the White Wolf who had just entered the Dragon Secret Realm.

After all, his physical body is placed here, even if his perception of the Dao may only be the Dao Palace or the Four Poles, but he is already strong enough with the strength of his physical body alone.

This punch directly broke several bones of the white wolf, although this injury was not serious, and the time of half a pillar of incense was enough to fully recover, but it delayed the time it took for the Blue Demon Palace Demon Clan to resist these Corpse Soul Dao cultivators.

In the air, the hundred-zhang long cyan dragon surged, the speed was faster than that of Soul Seven, he was covered with a white mist, and a flick of his tail was pumped on Soul Seven's back, and once again he was directly pumped out a hundred feet away, and smashed to the ground.

A deep pit more than a zhang wide appeared directly on the ground, and in the midst of the smoke and dust, Soul Seven got up, unscathed, still making that kind of gloomy and sharp laughter, and continued to shuttle among the demon beasts, blasting out a few punches from time to time, although they were not fatal, but they disrupted the rhythm of the demon beasts.

The sharp laughter of the Seven Souls resounded throughout the battlefield, and the blonde girl's face was full of anger, wielding her golden light sword, and shouting, "I'll kill him!" ”

Before she could move, Lei Yinsong on the side grabbed her: "Yan'er, don't be impulsive, you are not his opponent!" ”

Soul Qi turned his head and saw Jin Yun'er, with a strange smile full of desire on his face: "I didn't expect that there are such wonderful girls among your demon clans." ”

Soul Seven was the only one among the corpse soul path cultivators present who could still turn into black mist, and he transformed into a thick and gloomy black mist, surging towards the direction where Jin Yun'er was.

"Fuck off, boy!"

Chu Ziheng was fighting with a corpse in the early stage of the dragon, the other party's physical body was far inferior to him, and once his thunder power was activated, it could cause extremely fatal damage to this corpse like corrosion.

Just as Chu Ziheng was beating his opponent, an eerie voice sounded behind him, which made him feel creepy all of a sudden.

"Fights are fights, why are they so scary!" Chu Ziheng was taken aback, and a spirit was stirred all over his body, and then he became angry.

"Scary is scary, why are you scolding?"

Chu Ziheng's eyes narrowed, the power of thunder surged, and the fiery divine power accumulated in his right hand, looking back, it was a punch to kill the past.

"Ahh A scream and a crackling sound reverberate, and the black mist that Soul Seven had turned into trembled, as if it had endured some terrible pain.

Old man Jiang was rushing towards here, and he was slightly stunned when he saw this scene, this Soul Seven couldn't even hurt the other party with his offensive in the slightest, why could this kid make Soul Seven so painful with one punch.

Chu Ziheng was also stunned for a moment, he looked at the black mist in front of him, and remembered that this seemed to be the leader of the Corpse Soul Dao who was at the peak of the dragon?

However, at this time, it doesn't matter if you are at the peak of the dragon! Just hit the special ones!

Chu Ziheng's whole body divine power surged wildly, and the power of thunder was unprecedentedly strong, all gathered in his arms. Chu Ziheng's physical body is also good enough to be called the pinnacle of the fourth-level secret realm, the strength of his physical body is fully opened, his fists are surging with purple gold light, and his fist speed is soaring to the extreme.

Except for Old Man Jiang and a few big demons present, everyone present couldn't see Chu Ziheng's fist clearly. I could only see a cloud of purple gold light and shadow circling continuously, and the extremely high-frequency, almost piercing sound of heavy blows!

In just a few seconds, Chu Ziheng directly blasted out more than two thousand punches, after all, this was a cultivator at the peak of the dragon, and he had to go all out.

The divine power seemed to be boiling in his body, making Chu Ziheng's whole person now feel as if he had been bathed in molten liquid, and his nose, ears, and mouth were spewing hot steam outward.

In such a short period of a few seconds, his divine power had directly evaporated by as much as a few, but the effect was also very significant, and the size of the black mist that Soul Seven had transformed into had shrunk by more than half, leaving only the size of a basketball.

As Chu Ziheng's last punch blasted out, the dozens of zhang land where he was directly burst into hundreds of huge cracks, sinking down more than a meter deep.

Chu Ziheng felt as if he was about to catch fire, but he still forcibly suppressed this irritability, stood up straight, put on a posture of earth martial arts, and then said lightly.

"Wing Chun, Black Emperor."

In front of him, the black mist twisted and wriggled continuously, and there were silver-white arcs crackling and flashing on it.

After a long time, this black mist returned to a human form, and the soul seven breath stood in front of Chu Ziheng with a sluggish breath, the black hole's eyes stared at Chu Ziheng, but the cold aura he exuded could not get close to Chu Ziheng within three steps.

Soul Seven's gloomy and hoarse voice contained a bit of anger, and he roared in a low voice: "Junior, you must die today!" ”

In an instant, countless black rays of light burst out from his body as cold and hard as steel, as if it was about to swallow everything around him, and thousands of black lines extended from behind him, extracting the aura in the surrounding space.

Just now, Chu Ziheng's set of Wing Chun boxing knocked out seventy percent of his corpse soul origin, which is why he was depressed.

All the black light was attached to his right fist, and his right hand seemed to have turned into a black hole, exuding a tearing destructive power, and this kind of heart-palpitating fluctuation was still increasing at this time!

This punch was the most terrifying offensive he could achieve, even if Senior Jiang received this blow, I am afraid that the result would be either death or injury!