After urging the immovable body of the underworld essence iron body, the power of this punch reached a terrifying 500,000 catties, Zhang Mochen was shocked by the reaction force, the monster that looked like a dragon and not a dragon can be imagined, and escaped into the underground river after a scream of pain, but a pool of black blood flowed on the bank of the river.

Wu Xie and the three of them quickly pulled Zhang Mochen out of the pit in the wall, and the force of this impact would have been broken by others, but the latter had nothing to do except grin for a while.

"Are you okay?" Miao Xin asked worriedly, plus the time in Longtan, she owed Zhang Mochen two favors.

Waving his hand, he tasted his strength for the first time, even if it was just a lot of weakening the anti-shock force, Zhang Mochen raised the corners of his mouth bitterly, and even sympathized with those who fell under his fist.

"It's okay!" Zhang Mochen twisted his neck and let out a crisp click.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, if Zhang Mochen had any accidents, it would undoubtedly be a heavy blow, or rather, a fatal blow.

Wu Xie cast a strange gaze at Zhang Mochen while being relieved, and kept touching his hands up and down.

"Are you really a fleshy boy?"

Pushing Wu Xie away, Zhang Mochen's face had a speechless expression, when was this, and he was still in the mood to joke.

"What's that?"

"Daddy has a miscellaneous book of strange things, I peeked at it once before, and there is something on it that is a bit similar to the one just now, the white-veined snake!" Tan Xuan replied after thinking for a moment.

The white-veined snake, the most yin and poisonous thing, lives in deep mountains, abysses and other damp and cold places, and its strength is not low, and the worst of the adult white-veined snakes can also reach the late second-order stage, comparable to the high-level master of humans.

"The snake has turned into a dragon for a hundred years, and the dragon has risen for a thousand years. This white-veined snake has already turned into a dragon, and it is not far from Shenglong!" Zhang Mochen's face was extremely solemn, and the head-on collision just now made him understand the strength of the white-veined snake more clearly.

Zhang Mochen's words were not exaggerated in the slightest, the dragon scales on the white veined Jiao's body were ironclad evidence, and the faces of Wu Xie and the three of them were extremely serious.

"The white-veined snake is suspicious by nature, your punch can only scare it away temporarily, hurry up!" Tan Xuan exclaimed, but Zhang Mochen's gaze at the river told him that it was too late.

The waves on the surface of the river rolled and tumbled, and a stronger aura became more violent because of the anger, and when a snake head with a large grinding plate rushed out of the water again, a strange dragon groan enveloped the audience, and the reason why it was strange was because it looked like a dragon and not a dragon, and a snake and not a snake.

The snake's head was raised high, more than ten meters high from the ground, and in the cold yellow eyes, two erect flat black pupils made people's backs chill, and the dragon scales on its body vibrated rapidly, making a rattlesnake-like sound while throwing the water droplets away.

Judging from the current aura, this white-veined Jiao has reached at least the third order, and is about to break through to the fourth order, in other words, it is equivalent to the realm of the human Yuanjiang.

"I'll stop this beast, you guys hurry up to the exit!" In a low voice, Zhang Mochen walked forward slowly, the strong Yuan Force was running rapidly in the meridians, and the aura of the high-level Yuan Master was rolling and surging on his body, which was the accumulated strength before the Great War.

"I'll accompany you!" Miao Xin didn't hesitate, her jade hand held the soft whip tightly, and a stream of yuan force continued to be injected, and the yellow light was really like a bolt of lightning.

"No, you go first, I'll let go alone, and when you enter the exit, I'll follow!" Zhang Mochen refused simply.

In the same situation, in the same tone, Miao Xin and the others clearly remembered that Zhang Mochen in Longtan also asked them to go first and then followed, but was pierced through the chest by Shi Shun with a sword.

"No, this time, I can't leave you alone!" Miao Xin said firmly.

"If you want me to die, you will stay!" Zhang Mochen shouted.

Being drunk by Zhang Mochen, Miao Xin felt a sour nose, Tan Xuan immediately stepped forward and pulled her arm, comforting: "Don't worry, he won't break his promise this time, we will really hinder him if we stay!"

"Let's go!" Zhang Mochen took a few tentative steps forward and shouted in a deep voice.

"Brother, the exit is waiting for you!"

Teeth clenched, Wu Xie suddenly turned around and ran towards the exit with Tan Xuan and Miao Xin, which also broke the deadlock between the two sides, the white-veined Jiao raised his head and roared, and a powerful energy spurted out from the bloody mouth, completely distorting the air along the way, looking like a steaming air flow galloping from a distance, but this air flow was yellow.

"Brute, your opponent is me!"

Zhang Mochen burst into a shout, slammed his right foot on the ground, and while jumping high with the help of his strength, he condensed a yellow shield.

Although the Giant Dragon Dance is a low-level exercise, Zhang Mochen has become a high-level Yuan Master, and compared to the beginning, the shield condensed by Yuan Force is much thicker now.

'Boom!'

The loud bang came as scheduled, and the crystal pillars above his head broke one after another, and in a crisp cracking sound, the Yuanli shield collapsed.

Although the shield was shattered, it also weakened the attack of the white vein Jiao somewhat, and in the scattered Yuan Force aftermath, Zhang Mochen's small figure directly passed through the shock space, and then collided impartially on the still strong energy wave.

The strongest defense is the flesh, but Zhang Mochen's seemingly brutal method is the most certain.

The energy wave seemed to collapse on the thousand-year-old Xuantie, and Zhang Mochen flew upside down like a kite with a broken string again, but this time, when he was about to hit the wall, his feet kicked back hard, and with the help of the reaction force, he pounced on the white veined Jiao again.

Most of the demon beasts whose strength has reached this level have produced a little spiritual intelligence. If the first punch was somewhat taken lightly, then this attack was disintegrated, and the forest pupils of the white-veined Jiao finally flashed with a trace of solemnity that should only be possessed by humans, and then let out a long roar and bit Zhang Mochen head-on.

The disgusting stench came to his face, Zhang Mochen's sword eyebrows tightened, and the strength of his whole body was based on his right fist, like a rapid meteorite smashing towards the snake's head.

Hand-to-hand combat has always been the advantage of demon beasts, seeing that Zhang Mochen took the initiative to send it to the door, the momentum of the white-veined Jiao was even more fierce, however, just as it was about to swallow Zhang Mochen in one gulp, a sluggishness crossed Sen Leng's pupils.

Zhang Mochen double-piped it, charging power while awakening the purple electric pattern at the Heavenly Spirit. The disparity in strength between the two sides, coupled with the fact that the power of the purple electric pattern has not increased, the sluggish time of the white vein Jiao is not even a thousandth of a second, but it is enough.

When the white-veined Jiao came to its senses, Zhang Mochen had already dodged the frontal attack and jumped onto the top of its head.

The thick snake head made it impossible for his legs to fix his center of gravity, but Zhang Mochen still desperately smashed down one punch after another, but the strength was much less.

The white-veined Jiao shook violently, trying to throw Zhang Mochen away, but every time it was about to succeed, the latter could grasp it steadily, and finally could only jump high and hit the crystal pillar on its head, even so, its body still did not completely expose the surface of the river.

The speed of the rise was too fast, Zhang Mochen was dizzy for a while, if he was hit, it would be light to become a meatloaf, and at that moment he bit his teeth and jumped from the snake's head, but at the same time as he fell, he swept away with a whip leg to the jaw of the white-veined Jiao.

Kicking the white veined Jiao's jaw, the powerful reaction accelerated the speed of Zhang Mochen's fall, his robe trembled, his long hair danced, and Zhang Mochen's body became a 'bow' shape. However, Bai Wenjiao directly resisted this powerful and heavy leg, turned his head and swooped down towards Zhang Mochen.

At this time, Wu Xie and the three of them had already run to the exit, and when they saw Zhang Mochen falling, they were all shocked.

The soft whip was thrown horizontally, and the explosion was like thunder, Miao Xin's willow eyebrows were tightly clasped, and she was about to rush back, but she was stopped by Tan Xuan.

"You guys go first, I'll help Mochen!"

Wu Xili shouted, and the aura of the junior Yuan General exploded instantly, like a cheetah bursting out, and his feet slammed on the ground while running, and when he reached the limit of his ascent, his hands were sealed, and a powerful Yuan Qi turned into a real giant wolf and rushed out.

The giant wolf roars the moon, the four hooves are running, and the ferocity is incomparable, this is Wu Xie's stunt, the advanced technique of the Xuan level - the golden wolf swallowing the moon, which can be described as a great show of power in Longtan.

'Boom!'

The loud bang shattered the already devastated space, and the wolf's hideous fangs visibly bit the snake's head, leaving not even a trace of blood in its wake. And the giant wolf itself exploded after a little resistance due to the counterattack of the white-veined Jiao, like sparks splashing from the red iron, splashing everywhere.

The attack was destroyed, Wu Xie's face turned pale, but fortunately, a stream of heat was suppressed in his throat, but he still fell from the air fiercely after losing his center of gravity.

Wu Xie's full force was tickled, but it also temporarily stopped the white veined Jiao's pursuit of Zhang Mochen, who leaped up again the next moment when he stabilized his figure, but this time it was not a fist that tore the air, but a black giant sword.

The heavy sword has no edge, and it is not skillful, although there is no sharp blade, but there is a kind of heaviness of Mount Tai. Zhang Mochen held the sword in both hands, raised it above his head, and smashed it at the head of the snake with a loud shout.

With the strength of 500,000 jin and Wu Feng's own weight, even a high-level Yuan General would not dare to fight head-on with this blow.

The white-veined Jiao obviously also felt the power of Zhang Mochen's sword, and at that moment, the dragon chanted and shook, and a layer of yellow dragon scale-like light instantly emerged, looking like he was wearing a suit of armor from a distance.

'Bell!'

The loud sound of a bell spread instantly, and countless sparks splashed from the collision between the blade and the dragon scales, like two iron rods slamming into each other.

Zhang Mochen continued to roll backwards in the air, his arms trembled violently because of the huge anti-shock force, the tiger's mouth on his hands was already bloody and blurred, and he was unable to hold it anymore, and the latter fell vertically with a bang, deeply inserting into the ground.

Compared with Zhang Mochen's defeat, the armor on the white-veined Jiao's body was also much darker, but the body was not affected at all, and the shaking snake letter continued to chase after him at the moment.

has used all his strength, but he still can't compete with the white-veined Jiao, Zhang Mochen who was falling sighed, what is the use of more means, strength is the fundamental factor that determines the height.