Looking at each other across the boundary, everyone was anxious, and the black and green death qi had spread to the root of Zhang Mochen's neck. Tears began to roll in Miao Xin's eyes, and her heart hurt even more inexplicably.

The footsteps of 'dong dong' were getting closer and closer, and the fierce fist wind was even more surging, and there was a huge muffled sound, Zhang Mochen flew away, breaking several waist-thick old trees, and finally smashing the ground into a deep pit.

However, the brutality was not over, I saw Huang Yi follow closely, grabbed Zhang Mochen's clothes with one hand, pulled him out of the pit, and after his feet left the ground, he punched him in the chest again.

This kind of crushing in strength, in the past, Zhang Mochen was the person in charge of the knife, but now, the person in charge of the knife has become meat under the knife. There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people.

The sound of broken ribs came from his heart, and Zhang Mochen spewed out a mouthful of blood mist, like a kite with a broken string flying upside down in the air. However, Huang Yi obviously didn't plan to stop, and after pulling out a long golden light behind him, he kicked it out again.

The incomparable kick hit Zhang Mochen in the abdomen. Before he fell to the ground, Zhang Mochen bowed his body again, rubbed the ground and rolled away. Suffering heavy blows one after another, Rao is body, which can resist the strength of 500,000 catties, also issued a dangerous warning to his mind.

Zhang Mochen has become an out-and-out bloody man, with his hair scattered and his clothes torn. Everyone was sad and stared, but the enchantment couldn't be broken at all, even if they could get out, what was the use of facing such a strong Huang Yi? The current Zhang Mochen was like a big meal in Huang Yi's mouth, and they were at most just small cold dishes that stuffed their teeth.

However, although his body was severely injured and his aura gradually withered, the eyes on his bloody face maintained a spiritual light. Just the next second when he was holding his body to stabilize his inertia, Zhang Mochen showed a very inappropriate sneer, and at the same time, the fists that were clenched together slowly spread out, and the two balls of powder were blown away by the wind, if you look closely, you will find that it is the residue left by Yuanjing after it was absorbed.

The breath changed abruptly, and the golden vitality on Zhang Mochen's body was like water that had not been boiled in the last second, and it was boiling in the next second. Although it is still the strength of a mid-level Yuan Master, it can make people feel a strong sense of fear.

"This...?"

Zhang Mochen's sudden change made the worried people in the enchantment suddenly feel a little confused.

"Could it be that he has been stalling for time before?" Miao Xinmei asked herself in disbelief.

Looking at Zhang Mochen, who was completely different after the sudden increase in breath, although Miao Xin's words were difficult to convince, everyone couldn't help but shake their throats. By being beaten to get Yuan Li replenished, is this guy a madman?

Miao Xin's speculation is not wrong. Zhang Mochen had already held the four third-order spirit crystals in his palm, and the reason why he didn't have any power to fight back was not that his strength had weakened, nor was it that Huang Yi had reached an irresistible level of perversion after merging, everything was to fight for time to devour the spirit crystals.

In addition, Zhang Mochen also has a purpose, that is, to take risks and thoroughly find out Huang Yi's path. However, when he found that there was a trace of death in the latter's Yuan Li, his heart couldn't help but tighten. Because he had seen this kind of death qi when he was at the bottom of the Wuji Cliff, the body lying on the bed was still tormented by this death qi.

The enemy's eyes were red when they saw each other, Zhang Mochen slowly stood up, and a cold voice was forced out from the corner of his mouth, as if it was a yin wind blowing from the land of the Nine Secluded Places, making people's cold hairs stand on end.

"Have you had enough?"

The dead fish turned over, and the shocks brought by Zhang Mochen came one after another, Huang Yi's face became serious, and the breath of his whole body reached its peak.

"That's enough, so, you can go and die. ”

After speaking coldly, the vitality came out, Huang Yi's arms made a sky-supporting shape, and after a strong drink, he swung forward violently, and after that, a black wind visible to the naked eye appeared instantly, the wind was like a knife, and the yin sound was bursting, as if it had devoured countless lonely souls and wild ghosts, and it sounded miserable and infiltrating.

"Ten thousand ghosts wail, go!"

In mid-air, the black wind turned into countless skeleton faces, people and beasts, all of them extremely hideous, screaming, roaring, and roaring towards Zhang Mochen.

"Ground Level Elementary Exercises!!"

Even across the enchantment, Huang Yi's attack made everyone still feel suffocation and fear, this kind of coercion is only worthy of earth-level exercises, and at the moment, the eyes that looked at Zhang Mochen were all full of solemnity and deep worry.

The fierce ghost opened his teeth and claws, screaming piercingly, but Zhang Mochen was in danger and did not move, only to see his eyes were steep, and his rapidly churning breath swirled a small hurricane around him.

Zhang Mochen in the hurricane slowly stretched out his two fingers, and with each finger, his white lips squirmed, seemingly plain, but with a hint of vigor and ancient charm.

"One finger to open the mountain!"

......

"Two fingers to open the river!"

......

"Go ahead!"

After a deep groan, the hurricane suddenly burst into the sky, forming a monstrous tornado. Lang Lang Qiankun, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the dragon pond that was originally in the day immediately fell into darkness, and the air directly above the pool of water was even more dark clouds, forming a black vast swirl in the blink of an eye.

The vast swirl slowly rotated, lightning and thunder roared one after another, and with the deafening rumbling sound, two giant fingers fell from the sky, as if they were heavenly pillars falling from the sky, exuding irresistible coercion.

Under the overwhelming pressure, the old trees were uprooted, the boulders were splashed everywhere, the pool water seemed to be boiling, and the bubbles were several meters high, and even the indestructible barrier began to shake slightly.

Everyone looked at the two giant fingers that fell from the sky, and even forgot to breathe, all because they were too shocked.

Under the terrifying gaze of everyone, two giant fingers crushed down, the index finger went straight to Huang Yi's body, and the more powerful middle finger suppressed the ten thousand ghosts.

"Boom, boom!"

The sky is shattered, the remnants are all over the field, the ghosts are dissipated, and the characters are empty.

In the pit dozens of meters above the ground, Huang Yi tried to get up, but after struggling a few times, he could only collapse softly on the ground.

In a desperate gamble, forcibly urging the second finger, Zhang Mochen was also seriously counterattacked, and a mouthful of blood mist could not be suppressed and spewed out violently.

Seriously overdrawn, his body shook unsteadily, but Zhang Mochen still had his teeth tight, and rushed into the pit with a brisk step, carrying Huang Yi's chest, his eyes were angry.

"Tell me the solution to the dead air!"

Facing Zhang Mochen's angry question, Huang Yi let out a sneer.

Zhang Mochen, whose right fist was raised, suddenly contracted his pupils, and then fled towards the ground without looking back.

Just as he climbed out of the huge pit, a strong aura swept from behind him, and Zhang Mochen was like a flat boat in a wild wolf, being pushed forward violently, and finally slammed into the enchantment.

Squeezing potential, highly poisonous attack, coupled with Huang Yi's final self-explosion impact, Zhang Mochen finally couldn't hold on, and after the black blood with shattered internal organs was spurted out, he fell to the ground on one knee with a pop.

This time, Zhang Mochen didn't do it on purpose, but... I really can't stand it!