"A war is not impossible. Tian Nongxiang said and glanced at the headless corpse, "This guy is in the way!"

The dark shadow of the underworld stared at him and sneered, "Little Qi Cultivation Realm, you dare to argue with me, you really think you have a long life!"

Tian Nongxiang's face was gloomy, and he met the gaze of the dark shadow of the underworld, "You are just in the middle stage of the Benefit Realm, and you are just a big level above me. ”

As soon as his words came out, the crowd around him was dumbfounded. For a monk, if he crosses a major level, he is not qualified to play at all. Even among monks of the same rank, the early monks can fight against the middle stage at most, and if they meet the late monks of the same level, they will only be ravaged, not to mention what they have crossed the level and fight, it is only a rumor for thousands of years. Because whether it is the comprehension or control of spells, it is not the same at all. However, today, a child of six or seven years old actually challenged a Hades monk who had surpassed him by a big step, which was too unbelievable. A group of people looked at him with great worry.

But Jiu Po has a different idea. Because she had seen with her own eyes that when this child had just built the Fa Foundation, he had challenged Xiong Luan, who was already in the late stage of the Enlightenment Realm, and Xiong Luan had not been able to get a little bargain from him, and he was robbed of the Soul Ding. At this time, this child had advanced to the Enlightenment Cultivation Realm, and she couldn't figure out how strong his combat power was.

It should be said that Tian Nongxiang is not talking nonsense. As early as when he first built the Fa Foundation, he had been ravaged by the higher realm, the monk of the Scattered Return Realm, the White and Black Sha Nagan people, although he had no power to fight back at that time, he was only a passive defense of the "saint" talisman in his body, but he was always well-informed. At this time, encountering a dark shadow of the underworld in the middle of the Sorrow Realm, there was no reason to retreat.

"How many levels higher than you?" the Shadow of the Underworld laughed angrily, he felt that this guy in front of him must have lost his mind. He laughed for a while, then suddenly suppressed his laughter and shouted at the headless corpse, "Stand down!"

The headless corpse was also in order, turned and retreated, and stood in the distance.

As soon as the headless corpse was gone, Tian Nongxiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Because whether it's this guy or the headless corpse, he still hasn't figured out what it is, and he doesn't know how to deal with it.

"Do it!" the dark shadow of the underworld looked at him gloomily.

At this point, there is no room for manoeuvre. Tian Nong Xiang silently used his mana, the air flow in his body surged, and a dragon faintly rose and fell in his body. At this time, he suddenly felt that at this time, he was not like before, always "sage" characters were fighting against others. Suddenly, his heart moved: the runes, the ice stones, and his own divine soul have merged, is my divine soul beginning to dominate?

At this moment, the crescent shovel suspended on the side of the black shadow of the underworld drew an arc and broke through the air.

Tian Nong poured his arms into his arms, took two steps forward, and smashed his fist at the crescent shovel. And the crescent shovel was like a living thing, and suddenly it spun in the air, and the blade of the shovel fell upside down, allowing the farmer to swing his fist, and then swept towards his head with a snort. Tian Nongxiang hurriedly lowered his head, and the crescent shovel grazed his scalp and roared, startling Tian Nongxiang into a cold sweat. Kick your feet on the ground and fly out on your side. At this moment, the crescent moon shovel made a half-circle in mid-air, rushing with a gloomy mist, and instantly reached his front door.

"Ah......h

Tian Nongxiang didn't expect the speed of this shovel to be so fast, he didn't hit the ground, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, so he hurriedly stretched out his palms and clamped the blade. However, the crescent shovel came with amazing momentum and great force. The strength of Tian Nongxiang's palms together could not weaken the momentum of the crescent shovel at all, and he was pushed backwards and flew backwards.

Seeing that the shovel blade was about to split the head of Tian Nongxiang, the people around him shouted anxiously, but they were suffering from their own cultivation and being controlled, and they couldn't help it, and some people had closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Bang!

Tian Nongxiang's back hit the cave wall, but the crescent shovel was still impulsive, straight through. Tian Nongxiang clenched his fine teeth, gathered all his strength to pour his arms, and suddenly turned his head sideways, and slammed his shoulders against the cave wall behind him with a crescent moon shovel between his palms.

At this time, the Qiankun pan that was originally on his shoulder shouted "Wow Wow" and fled into the distance, constantly shouting: "Scared grandpa to death!"

The dark shadow of the underworld, which had been standing in the air, glanced at it coldly, "I'll clean you up later!"

Hearing this, Qiankun Pan rushed out to the side again, trying to distance himself from the black shadow of the underworld.

At this moment, Tian Nongxiang's palms were still holding the crescent shovel, and he was stretched two feet away on the cave wall, and where he passed, dust and stones flew, wrapping him tightly, and the people outside couldn't see what was going on inside at all, and they all stared there in horror and anxiety.

At this time, Tian Nongxiang suddenly felt the "Saint" character in his body slowly rise, and then began to swim rapidly in his body. The feeling of being lost for a long time made Tian Nongxiang happy: this guy finally moved. He continued to scratch the wall of the cave with the crescent shovel in his hand, and the force on his arms increased rapidly, although he didn't notice this in a hurry, but the impact speed of the crescent shovel obviously began to stagnate.

The dark shadow of the underworld in the distance suddenly frowned, because the crescent moon shovel was made by him from a special material and with hundreds of soul sacrifices, which was connected to his divine soul, and he could sense the slightest changes around the crescent shovel. At this time, Tian Nongxiang's palms suddenly increased in strength, which surprised him. He originally thought that a little thing that had just been promoted to the Enlightenment Cultivation Realm would definitely be crushed into mud after a round of crescent shovel bombardment. I didn't think that guy could dodge the attack of his crescent shovel for so long, and at this time, he consciously or unintentionally began to restrain the crescent shovel, which is incredible.

His face sank, and his body moved and rushed towards Tian Nongxiang. The black shadow of the underworld came very quickly, and it reached Tian Nongxiang's side in an instant. And Tian Nongxiang suddenly turned around as if he had eyes behind him, and swept at him with a crescent moon shovel in his palms.

The black shadow of the underworld grabbed the handle of the crescent shovel, dragged Tian Nongxiang into the air with his arms, and then smashed it to the ground.

At this time, Tian Nongxiang, the "saint" character in his body had been rushing around like crazy, and the air flow in his body had been pulled by it to converge to the extreme, and his breath soared, only to feel that the dragon was flying and gathering his whole body. He let go of his hand abruptly, swept past the crescent shovel, and swooped down on the dark shadow of the underworld.

Seeing this, the dark shadow of the underworld raised his hand and slapped at him. Boom! The two palms collided, and with a loud bang, Tian Nongxiang flew upside down along the cave wall. And the dark shadow of the underworld actually shook slightly in midair.

The two of them stood up, staring and pondering each other, and at the same time, they were silently gathering the true flow in their bodies, waiting for the next round of fighting.

The dark shadow of the underworld was secretly shocked, and he couldn't figure it out anyway, this little guy's cultivation was extremely low, but he could resist himself. Why does it have such combat power? This is too subversive cognition, is the law of "high-level crushing low-level monks" not applicable to this doll? What is he?

This, this......

The people around him were even more shocked for a long time. This little guy is obviously only in the Enlightenment Realm, how can he have the strength to resist the monks of the Boyi Realm? Is it wrong? Could it be that he is also in the Boyi Realm? This, this is incredible.