Pan Jialuo's provocative and mocking words, Li Daochong did not respond, as if he didn't hear it, but just tilted his back slightly and took a deep breath.

The corners of Li Daochong's lips raised a trace of arc, with cruelty in his coldness, since entering the Nine Xuan God Realm, he had not really shot with all his strength.

Now, he doesn't plan to leave any hands.

The breeze was blowing, and the soft smell of gunpowder smoke was carried in it, and the aftermath of the fierce battle just now did not dissipate.

The aura on Li Daochong's body suddenly changed, and the cyclone around his body continued to rise, and after a while, a spirit gang was formed.

The breath of the primordial infant dissipated in an instant, and the realm of the god was only a fleeting transition.

Without even the slightest pause at the peak of the Transformation God, he jumped into the realm of refining the void.

"What?"

Some of the monks in the crowd exclaimed at the same time.

This change made their eyes widen in shock, not only surprised that Li Daochong's cultivation could reach the realm of refining the void.

What made them even more unbelievable was that Li Daochong could actually converge his breath to the Yuan Infant Stage at the same time, so that they couldn't detect the slightest abnormality.

The terrifying thing is that the process of Li Daochong's aura being raised from the Yuan Infant Stage to the Refining Void Stage was outrageously smooth.

This shows that he has already entered the refining void period, his cultivation is profound, and he can be retracted and released freely, and at worst, he is also at the peak of the early stage of refining.

This kind of strength can be counted in the entire human domain, and many people think that Li Daochong's ranking on the Nankun Tianjiao list is too high.

Now it seems that the false component is too high, but it is not too high, but too low.

"Han Daoyou, didn't you say that An Ge was attacked by Li Daochong by despicable means and robbed half of his battle exploits? Say that this kid violates morality, so everyone should be punished? Yue Qinghe wondered.

"This." Han Po was speechless at this time, he was just acting according to orders, and as for how An Ge was killed by Li Daochong, he didn't know.

"With Li Daochong's current cultivation, there is no need to use despicable means against Shang Ange." Yue Qinghe continued.

Han Po was silent, with a bit of vanity in his eyes, and he knew best how many catties and taels An Ge had.

That guy is not very powerful except for the spirit rune.

Mo Chenxi's eyes flashed slightly when he looked at Li Daochong, and his interest in the latter became stronger and stronger.

Li Daochong's breath was still rising, and a purple shirt was windless, floating under the effect of Linggang.

For a moment, it gave people the illusion that the dust was descending from the earth.

Hey!

The Blood King Beast snorted lightly, with a look of surprise, he didn't expect Li Daochong to be so strong.

Li Daochong was as unaware of the reactions around him as before, and at this time he only had blood sacrifice in his eyes.

"So make a fool of yourself, reduce your cultivation to Yuanying, and now promote it to the original cultivation, what's the use, Li Daochong, I am no longer the original Pan Jialuo, I am a blood sacrifice, today I will imprison your divine soul here, and when I go out, I will blow up that Kanu into powder, sweep away all the remnants of the Li family, and double everything you have imposed on me to get it back." Pan Jialuo said frantically.

Airplanes!

Before Pan Jialuo finished speaking, the void seemed to be cut apart, and there was a shocking sound of breaking the void.

A purple light roared out.

Pan Jialuo raised the blood sickle in his hand to block it.

Rumble!

Pan Jialuo was blown away.

A long purple knife appeared in Li Daochong's hand at some point.

The purple sword came out, and the void was suddenly dyed purple, and the blood color was suppressed without any suspense.

A one-hit blast of flying blood sacrifice.

The contestants watched this scene with their mouths wide open, knowing that Han Po was almost unable to parry the blood sacrifice.

Li Daochong only swung a knife at will and blasted the blood sacrifice away, this stark contrast shocked everyone.

Even Mo Chenxi was moved, she constantly assessed Li Daochong's strength, and repeatedly raised Li Daochong's true strength, but when Li Daochong made a move, she found that she still underestimated him.

This blow directly blasted Pan Jialuo several kilometers away.

Bah!

Pan Jialuo spat out a mouthful of spit, stopped his body, and with a sigh, he walked through the air, and the blood sickle in his hand slashed towards Li Daochong with the terrifying Nine Xuan Demon Qi.

The entire space trembled and shook under the light of the blood scythe slashed in the wrath of the Blood Sacrifice, as if the end had descended.

Just the power visible to the naked eye is enough to make most of the contestants daunted and flee for their lives.

Li Daochong didn't dodge or dodge, and Zi Xuan slashed out with a knife.

Broken Yang Chop, the hand is captured, and you don't even need to charge your strength.

Scold!

The terrifying sword slashes the sky.

That round of purple swords turned out to be blood-colored swords, and there was a slight transcendence in it.

Purple overpowers blood red.

Two rounds of terrifying knives collided with each other.

There is no power to destroy the heavens and the earth, and the two sounds, cancel each other out.

Pan Jialuo couldn't believe this scene, Han Po used that Qiankun gun to exert his magical powers, and he couldn't help him at all.

Li Daochong can fight him to a draw.

Can Li Daochong be stronger than Han Po?

Pan Jialuo absolutely didn't believe it.

Just before he could settle his thoughts, a faint purple sword light pierced through the blood-red ripples and hit directly.

Pan Jialuo was taken aback, and hurriedly used the long handle of the blood sickle to block the knife.

With a bang, the knife dissipated, and Pan Jialuo's hands were numb.

When Pan Jialuo looked up at Li Daochong, where was his shadow in the original position.

What about people?

Pan Jialuo had a question in his heart.

"Here."

Li Daochong seemed to hear Pan Jialuo's heart, and responded lightly.

Pan Jialuo's back was cold, and he turned around suddenly, only to see Li Daochong levitating behind him with a cold smile.

Bang!

Li Daochong punched out, and Pan Jialuo didn't have time to react and was thrown out with a punch.

Bombarded the ground like a cannonball.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

The ground exploded into a terrifying crater, bottomless, and the dust that exploded rose into the sky, splashing up thousands of meters of earth and rock residue, which was even more terrifying than the explosion of a nuclear bomb.

Looking at it from above, the crater is dozens of kilometers in diameter, like a huge meteorite hitting the ground.

All the contestants looked down with their mouths wide open, their eyes wide open.

Everyone's eyes were full of shock.

Even Han Po and Yue Qinghe were moved, full of surprise.

With a blood sacrifice that is enough to crush the strength of the whole audience, how did he become such a weak chicken in front of Li Daochong?

Li Daochong looked down at the big pit, purple electric sparks flashed in his eyes, the Eye of Heavenly Thunder Technique, Thunder Punishment.

This supernatural power can not only attack, but also use it weakly, allowing vision to see through everything, like a fiery eye.

The dust was like nothing in Li Daochong's eyes.

Such an attack is naturally extremely lethal, and can definitely cause damage to ordinary demons.

But Pan Jialuo has become a blood sacrifice, and it is still a blood sacrifice with more strength under the Nine Xuan Laws.

Naturally, he was unharmed, he didn't even feel it at all, but was completely enraged.

The moment the bombardment hit the ground, without any pause, Pan Jialuo flew up and bombarded Li Daochong, and the blood sickle in his hand turned into a bloody ray.

This blow wasn't as powerful as the previous one, but it was piercing enough to penetrate all of a combined peak monk's defenses.

"Bloodsting."

"Be careful." Mo Chenxi reminded.

Li Daochong didn't mean to dodge at all, Pan Jialuo's every move was really seen by him.

The Eye of Thunder Punishment, which had already gathered momentum, burst out in an instant.

Boom!

His eyes shot out terrifying purple thunder, like a monk who had suffered the most terrifying thunderstorm in the clouds.

Two purple thunderbolts blasted down.

The thunder shook the sky, making everyone present tremble, and even the berserk blood beasts stopped roaring and were intimidated by the thunder.

From the bottom up, a blood-colored light hid in the dust and rose to the sky.

From top to bottom, two terrifying purple thunderbolts bombarded down.

Boom Click......

Woohoo......

Two purple thunderbolts were shining blood-colored in the middle.

At that moment, Pan Jialuo was shocked, and he had a sense of impending death, purple thunder poured into his body, and he was extremely painful.

It is like being scorched by the fire and pricked by ten thousand needles.

"What!"

The Blood King Beast, which was fighting intuitively, shook its body, and almost spurted out of its mouth with a mouthful of reverse blood.

The Blood Sacrifice was struck by lightning, and the blood soul was injured by the purple lightning, which affected the Blood King Beast itself.

"Ziyang True Thunder?"

Yue Qinghe's elegant and handsome face showed a look of surprise, and the eyes that looked at Li Daochong were already very different.

When Han Po heard the words Ziyang True Thunder, his tiger body was shocked, and his expression seemed unacceptable, such an immortal-level supernatural power was used by a nobody, no matter what, it was a little unacceptable.

Li Daochong, a despicable and shameless rat who violated morality in the mouth of Wan Miao Lingzun, actually used the top-level thunder magic power.

How is this possible?

Only a smile appeared on Mo Chenxi's beautiful face, and Nan Kun finally had another demon.

In recent centuries, the young monks of the Nankun Empire have been inferior from generation to generation.

In the past thirty years, Nankun has almost been out of gear, if it weren't for Mo Chenxi's birth.

Nankun's status in the Xiuzhen Empire may not be guaranteed, and it is inevitable that he will be squeezed by Qiancang and Yuqing Taixu.

Although Jiuxuan Lingzun is a Lingzun who belongs to Nankun, Lingzun does not have a strong sense of belonging to the region.

In a sense, each of them is an independent existence in the spiritual world.

The Nankun Empire has always been in the ascendant and declining, and is often ridiculed by the monks of the other two major Xiuzhen Empires.

As a native of Nankun, Mo Chenxi naturally doesn't want his hometown to be so unbearable.

Li Daochong's fall from the sky can completely reverse Nankun's decline.

How could Mo Chenxi not like it.

This blow.

Li Daochong didn't spare any hands, and Pan Jialuo didn't care what he became, he had to be erased.

Two purple thunderbolts blasted the blood sacrifice that rose into the sky into the ground again without any suspense.

Li Dao was impulsive, chasing after the blood sacrifice who was killed by the purple thunder like a meteor.

A thousand voices are wide open.

The extreme speed was like lightning, and it was only a moment to break through the air, bringing a fierce whirlwind.

Buzz.

It's like a hole has been drilled into the space.

The dust that filled the surroundings was blown away in the blink of an eye.

Rumble!

There was a loud noise below, and the dust in the pit was also blown away, and everyone could clearly see that Li Daochong stepped on the chest of the blood sacrifice.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the blood priest's mouth.

Bang bang bang......

The dull beating sound was like the beating of a war drum, and without a sound, it was a testimony of Li Daochong's fist bombarding the chest of the blood sacrifice.

The blood sacrifice, which was almost invincible in front of all the contestants, was beaten by Li Daochong and was powerless.

High in the sky, there was a dead silence.

The remarks of which onion you count are so ignorant and ridiculous at this moment.

A bead of sweat fell from the back of Han Po's head, and for the first time, he doubted Wan Miao Lingzun's words.

The Blood King Beast finally couldn't bear it anymore, and tried its best to hide the fear in its heart, and roared, "Children, enjoy your food. ”

Roar!

Ninety berserk blood beasts, stripped of their shackles, suddenly rushed towards the contestants with a roar like mad beasts that had been hungry for three days and three nights.