I originally planned to leave, because I saw that the loose people had given up, but because of the threat of Hanlian, the soul contract was special, and it couldn't be lifted without completing the process, otherwise the old guy would have been impatient to run away.

But now a young man suddenly walked out, and he felt very unique, especially the towering tree above his head, full of vitality and very powerful.

Cangxue said for the first time that it was a ginseng fruit tree in the East China Sea, which came from the inheritance of Zhen Yuanzi.

Chen Hao and I both gasped, when we were seven or eight years old, we often crowded into the village chief's house to watch TV, and we were no strangers to the name Zhen Yuanzi, which could easily suppress the existence of the Great Sage.

Jian Lingxiao and they naturally also know the origin of Zhen Yuanzi, whether Sun Monkey has it or not remains to be verified, but the name of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals, is too loud, and his inheritance is much stronger than Guangchengzi.

When the young man came out, even the overseas monks were a little surprised, and they talked about it, why did the people from Zhenyuan Island come, it seemed that they didn't see it a few days ago.

Someone covered his mouth with his hand and said that the people in the East China Sea had been unable to shrink back, and it was estimated that he was mixed with those people and was not recognized.

I also stopped, looking at the young man from the East China Sea, and I had to say which one of the melon eaters was more appropriate. The boy in the East China Sea was too ordinary, and if it weren't for the towering tree above his head, he wouldn't have been noticed at all in the crowd.

After a short discussion, the overseas monks said happily that Zhenkun is here, and there is a good show to watch now.

There are also people who are lukewarm next to them and say that the East China Sea has been dormant and is only coming out now, who knows what it means!

There was a reproach in his words, but no one would answer him at the moment, and it was a little self-deprecating.

Zhen Kun ignored other people's discussions, walked to the ring and said to Wang Fatzi, I just want to learn from Taoist friends, as for other things, it has nothing to do with me.

The Demon Shadow and the Ginseng Fruit Tree faced each other, each covering a side of the world.

And this kind of situation of running against a vision is extremely rare, this is no longer a mental anomaly, nor is it a magical anomaly, but a manifestation of strength.

Wang Fatzi put away the smile on his face, took it seriously, and distanced himself from Zhen Kun, and then nodded in response to Zhen Kun's previous words.

Zhen Kun politely replied with a thank you, and when the words fell, the momentum of the two of them increased sharply, and the demon shadow in the void collided with the ginseng fruit tree, and countless runes jumped, colliding with a gorgeous Xuanguang.

Roar.

The demon shadow of the fat man opened his mouth and let out a terrifying roar, which instantly became hideous and terrifying.

The ginseng fruit tree swayed, and every leaf on it was glowing, making a swishing sound, like the sound of a strong wind sweeping through the forest, completely unafraid of the shadow of the fat man.

Attention, I'm going on the offensive.

Zhen Kun opened his mouth, kindly reminded Wang Fatzi, and stepped out in the next second, like a walking tree, the entire void was shaking, and the endless vitality on the ginseng fruit tree instantly turned into Zhen Kun's power, and pressed down towards Wang Fatzi.

For a moment, the shadow flickered, as if it was about to be crushed.

Wang Fatzi shouted angrily, and then made a preemptive attack and punched out.

Bang.

The power of the two of them overflowed greatly, and the ground shook in the collision, and Wang Fatzi flew out directly upside down, spitting blood in the void.

Good.

Overseas people shouted, they had long been eager to clean up Wang Fatzi, but their strength was insufficient, and now when they saw that someone could clean him up, they immediately applauded.

The demonic energy on Wang Fatzi's body flickered, the magic mark in the center of his eyebrows was glowing, and he flew out of dozens of meters and stepped into the air to stop the retreat, the demon shadow swelled, manifested his hands and feet, and stepped back into the ring again.

Jian Lingxiao frowned slightly and said, No, there is a gap in cultivation, Zhenkun is about to step into the half-saint, it is the middle stage of the void break, and Wang Fatzi has just broken the void.

The higher the realm, the higher the realm, the more people like this have a good background, the gap in a small realm, it is an insurmountable gap.

Wang Fatzi's fat face became distorted because of his exertion, and he also fought hard. Back in the ring, punch again.

Zhen Kun doesn't look at people who look inconspicuous, but he is very decisive and domineering, seeing this, he punches again and collides with Wang Fatzi, the ginseng fruit trees are tilting, and he exours all his strength on Wang Fatzi.

Wang's fat body flew out again.

Good.

The cheers rang out again, and some people shouted to kill the dead fat man.

It can be seen that Wang Fatzi has provoked him in the past few days, and he is very unpopular overseas, and his popularity is very poor.

The shadow behind the fat man who flew out upside down was fat, one person and one shadow, like two fat gourds.

Zhen Kun did not pursue, but stood in the ring and said lightly, You are not my opponent.

His tone was calm and to the point. Wang Fatzi's strength is indeed not on the same level as him, if he continues to fight like this, it is better to admit defeat.

But what hurts people is often the truth.

When Wang Fatzi heard this, his face was shaking, his eyes turned purple, and the magic patterns covered his whole body, and he fell into the ring again, his fist was like a sea, and the void was rolled up with a wave pattern, and he punched out again.

Zhen Kun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had already noticed that the fat man's strength was getting stronger and stronger every time, and he didn't dare to be careless. The towering tree behind him trembled, the old tree was entangled, and the beard was wrapped around him, squirming like Zhenkun's blood, making his whole person strong.

Burst!

Wang Fatzi's blood spilled in the sky, and the demon shadow was bigger again.

The overseas shouting became even more harsh, and he began to shout abusively, dead fatty, wasn't he quite embarrassed just now, why is it cowardly now?

After saying that, he burst out laughing.

Chen Hao drooped his face and muttered dissatisfiedly, what is Wang Fatzi doing, why don't you fight back, if it goes on like this, those grandsons will laugh off.

I saw the fat man's intentions, he was a rare opponent, and he wanted to test the limits of the Shadow.

The power that the Demon Shadow can absorb now can be said to be several times that he used to absorb with his physical body, and it is absolutely terrifying to release.

My eyelids were beating wildly, and I thought to myself, when he casts it, it won't be the Holy Realm, right? Thinking of this, I was a little panicked, although the people in the upper realm could not interfere for the time being, but they were also afraid of accidents, and were about to let people go back and call Han Lian over, Wang Da Pang poked his head out of the crowd, grinned at me and said, Don't worry, even if he has the power of a saint now, he does not have the Dao fruit of a saint.

I was relieved and relieved when I heard this, but I was a little worried about Zhen Kun, this kid must have collapsed in his heart.

Fighting, the person who was originally suppressed by himself suddenly rises a few realms above himself, what kind of mood is that?

I was distracted by this kung fu, and Wang Fatzi was knocked away several times, and each time it was blood spilled into the void. The people on the Xuanmen side who didn't know that the Heavenly Demon Body was special had already covered their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

I haven't seen Wang Fatzi's fight overseas, thinking that he is just holding on to the death, and the cheers have been unified into the slogan of "kill him".

Zhen Kun saw that Wang Fatzi was knocked away several times, but every time he came back, his strength could be improved a little, and he frowned and reminded Wang Fatzi at the same time, even if you keep improving your strength, the gap with me is still too big, and if you continue, your body will collapse.

Wang Fatzi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a cruel smile, Don't say it's you, even the old man doesn't dare to talk to me like this.

Zhen Kun shook his head speechlessly, the bearded roots on his body glowed, and the five colors intersected, and every branch of the big tree was glowing, releasing vast vitality, and turning into a majestic power along the roots of the tree into Zhen Kun's body.

He wants to crush the fat man with one blow.

But Wang Fatzi's words are true, if the Xiaoyaosan people can't kill him in two rounds, after the demon shadow absorbs the power, I'm afraid it can really be a draw, if there is a holy pattern, it is enough to suppress the kill.

It's a pity that the change in the Heavenly Demon Body is only a swollen face and a fat man after all, and the Holy Realm can only improve the True Yuan, and it is impossible to have a complete Holy Pattern in an instant.

Even so, Wang Fatzi is also well-deserved, and he is also the strongest person of the Xuanmen Youth Generation.

Zhen Kun's fist hit again, exuding a five-colored light, a bit like the power of the five elements, but it was not obvious, while Wang Fat Man absorbed his power, he was beaten out again, only this time Zhen Kun did not give him a chance to become stronger, the five-colored light on his fist exploded, blurring a blurred shadow, and the glowing roots were entangled, forming a dark huge fist, chasing Wang Fatman, to give him a fatal blow.

At this time, the demon shadow behind Wang Fatzi had already cracked, reached the limit, and let out a roar violently, the fat body suddenly became slim, the demon shadow contracted rapidly, and the condensed power was instantly injected into Wang Fatman's body.

For a moment, the void around him was shaking and humming.

Boy, it's time for me to perform.

Wang Fatzi shouted angrily, and punched out, sure enough, it was the power of the saint, but the holy pattern was thin, only a few, which was built by Wang Fatzi in the past few days when he stepped into the void, which can be ignored.

But even so, the release of the huge magic element is still earth-shattering.

The slogan of the overseas monks came to an abrupt halt in the middle of the shouting, because by this time Zhenkun had already flown out upside down, and the ginseng fruit trees above his head were tilting, as if they had been swept away by a strong wind, and the leaves of the trees were all scattered.

Wang Fatzi is not as polite as Zhen Kun, and the Heavenly Demon Body can only support for a moment, he will not miss the opportunity to catch up, and he will catch up without grace, pinching Zhen Kun is a beating.

By the time he let go of Zhen Kun and retreated, Zhen Kun had a blue nose and swollen face, and the phantom of the ginseng fruit tree had been suppressed several times during this period, and it was almost wiped out.

But Wang Fatzi was also merciful and did not ask for his life.

A group of overseas monks opened their mouths widely, and after reacting, they all angrily scolded Wang Fatzi for being shameless and deliberately hiding his cultivation. However, soon someone saw the clue and said that this was the characteristic of the Heavenly Demon Body.

After the man explained in detail, the overseas monks all opened their mouths and scolded perverts.

Zhen Kun was cleaned up by Wang Fatzi, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but he still politely accepted the vision, bowed to Wang Fatzi and admitted defeat, and then left through the air.

In terms of demeanor, Wang Fatzi is a big step behind. With a big grin, he turned around and pointed to the carefree people and said, Xiaoyao Lao'er, dare to fight.

The carefree man twitched, very gloomy.

Wang Fatzi made a lot of nonsense on his lips, but his hands were trembling, and he said without waiting for the carefree people to respond, I don't think you dare either.

Then he looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees and said, it's a pity, the fat man, my skills are only half exerted, and you will have no one, otherwise the fat man can still experience the majesty of a little saint.