Murong Yuanlai's ribs extended from the sides of his body, making him look like a strange spider. The two arms www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion are the two longest legs of this spider, and it looks more like a demon beast than a demon beast at this time.

An Zheng failed to injure Murong Yuanlai with two punches, and this person's body had completely mutated. Some people have succeeded because they are obsessed with one thing, such as the one-word sword that An Zheng encountered, and now Murong Yuanlai. These two people, one of them specializes in swordsmanship, and they only practice one word of swordsmanship. The other one has refined his own body into a magic weapon.

A total of eight ribs shot out from Murong Yuanlai's body, and the eight spears arrived in front of An Zheng in an instant.

An Zheng's eyes lit up, and he punched eight times in a row.

His fists were much tougher than ordinary steel, and eight lightning-fast punches shook eight ribs apart.

And with the help of this moment's gap, Murong Yuanlai had already drawn a spell in mid-air.

Many of the people of the Youguo Divine Society practice the art of runes. Maybe it's because the Divine Society's Leader Punishment Nameless is a rune master, so his subordinates also do what they like, even if they don't like the complicated and trivial runes, they force themselves to practice. However, most of the time this kind of practice has not been successful. The art of runes has stricter requirements for physical fitness, and it is not something that can be practiced by any cultivator.

A pentagram appeared in mid-air, followed by a huge black phantom behind An Zheng. The phantom quickly solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into another Murong Yuanlai.

【Spell: Clone】

Two huge and weird Murong Yuanlai, who were exactly the same in front and back, surrounded An Zheng, and in an instant, countless bones shot out of the bodies of the two Murong Yuanlai smashed towards An Zheng like a rainstorm. And these bones have been sacrificed, and each one is comparable to a magic weapon.

An Zheng summoned the Holy Fish Scales back, and now An Zheng has a total of twenty-seven Holy Fish Scales, nine of which remained in Changdeng City, and now the remaining eighteen around him spin like a windmill, blocking those bones from flying out.

However, the original cultivation power of An Zheng was already very little, and now it was suppressed by the two Murong Yuan of the Little Manchu Realm, and there was almost no hope of victory.

It wasn't difficult for An Zheng to get out, but An Zheng didn't think about leaving. Having experienced two lifetimes of peace, he understands better than anyone that if he wants to grow, improve his realm, and strengthen his combat effectiveness, the best way is to keep fighting. There are not many secret realms in this world, and there may not be a second tempering like the Thunder Pool. And every battle can be seen as a secret realm experience.

Especially in adversity, it is the most capable of refining a person's mind.

An Zheng temporarily used the defense of the holy fish scales, and he looked at the dense smashed bones around him, and his brows furrowed slightly. Murong Yuanlai was a strange enemy, and after refining his physical body, he possessed absolute defense and powerful offensive means. His two hands are heavy hammers, and those bones are thorns.

An Zheng observed for a while, looking for the connection between the two Murong Yuanlai. But it seems, there is no difference between the two men. One strikes first, and the other follows. Moreover, the two Murong Yuan are constantly changing positions, and it is easy for people to confuse which one is the main body and which one is the clone. The fierce attack baptized the surrounding earth, and the dust stirred up and flew high.

In the dust and smoke, An Zheng was like being besieged by two monsters.

"Scatter!"

After defending for a minute without fighting back, An Zheng finally began to move. The light of the blood bead hand string mountain flickered, and countless magic weapons shot out from An Zheng's body towards the two Murong Yuan. Those magic weapons were all collected by An Zheng over the years, and most of them were mutilated. In Du's slender words, An Zheng does not have the consciousness that he is a treasure master, but more like a rag picker.

Du Shousian's original words are that An Zheng is greedy and not taboo, and eats everything. He wants good treasures, and he wants defects.

Over the years, An Zheng has collected a huge number of such ritual artifacts that make the scalp tingle. When he was with Huo Ye, An Zheng would also ask for some things about making weapons, and for those low-level magic weapons that could be repaired by himself, An Zheng would try to do it himself.

He even built a stove, but gave up because he couldn't condense the flame.

Countless magic weapons began to fight back, and the number was more than the bones that two Murong Yuan had shot over. Above the sky, it seemed as if there were countless miniature warships of the two hostile countries attacking, and the bones and magic weapons shuttled by, and they were full of brilliance.

An Zheng observed while fighting fiercely, and then suddenly attacked all the magic weapons towards a Murong Yuan.

The bones of Murong Yuanlai's body all stretched out, forming a dense defensive net, and the intersecting bones looked like a messy but dense fence, which was extremely eerie and terrifying. Almost all of the magic weapons were blocked, and the defense didn't seem to have the slightest flaw.

But at this moment, An Zheng's body suddenly appeared in front of another Murong Yuanlai, and he punched it over.

Murong Yuanlai, who was attacked by An Zheng, was obviously a little sluggish, although not even a tenth of a second. Seeing that An Zheng's fist was about to smash into him, the bones extended out again to form a defense.

But An Zheng disappeared again, and the two twin trees sent An Zheng to Murong Yuanlai on the opposite side, and smashed his fist on Murong Yuanlai's face. This time, no bones stood in the way.

Murong Yuanlai's body flew backwards, as if he had suddenly lost his reaction. An Zheng naturally would not give up such an opportunity, activated the Twin Tree of the Two Worlds again, and then summoned the Broken Army Sword, and pierced the heart of this Murong Yuanlai with a sword.

I thought it was over, but An Zheng teleported out again, returning to the previous Murong Yuanlai, and the broken army sword swept out, cutting off the neck of Murong Yuanlai, and the huge head flew out with a stream of blood, like a meteor falling from the sky.

Yes!

A wail appeared, and Murong Yuanlai, who had been pierced through the heart before, quickly shrank and changed back to his original appearance.

An Zheng rushed over with his sword, and Murong Yuanlai quickly retreated.

"You've seen through to me. ”

An Zheng chased after him, and this time it was Murong Yuanlai's constant evasion and dodging, and he didn't dare to confront An Zheng. His heart was wounded, and although he had sacrificed his body, his heart was no longer the deadliest place, but such an injury was still unbearable.

"Your reaction time is indeed fast, and your doppelganger is also a real doppelganger, but you only have one primordial god. Unlike other people's doppelgangers, you control two bodies by means of Genshin transformation. This time is one-tenth of a second. ”

An Zheng cut off one of Murong Yuanlai's arms with a sword: "Since you have discovered this, what you have to do is to distinguish which is your body." ”

An Zheng sword was faster than a sword, and Murong Yuanlai became embarrassed.

"Help me!"

Murong Yuanlai roared, his face as pale as remnant snow.

Originally, the remaining cultivators of the Divine Society hid far away for fear that they would be killed by mistake. At this time, when they heard Murong Yuanlai's call, they rushed over one after another.

An Zheng frowned slightly, took out a golden pill from the blood peizhu bracelet, and swallowed it with one mouth.

I don't have the power to cultivate, and I don't have a helper, so now I can only rely on this way to recover some strength. That golden pill was refined by Quliuxi, and there were almost no side effects. In fact, all pills cannot be absolutely beneficial and completely harmless. There are very few people like Qu Liuxi who can minimize the damage in order to fight for safety.

After eating a golden pill, An Zheng's body instantly regained some of its strength.

The speed of the fight became faster and faster, and Murong Yuanlai could only rush into the crowd under his command to dodge. Where are the remaining cultivators who are Anzheng's opponents, and Anzheng is almost crushed all the way. Fight your way through the crowd and chase after you.

"Talisman: Bone Dungeon!"

Murong Yuan, who was in the midst of a violent retreat, quickly sealed his two hands, and then a rune conjured out from in front of him, and a golden light flashed. However, there was no skeletal presence in the body. An Zheng had already reacted when he saw Murong Yuan coming to seal the seal, but nothing happened. Just when An Zheng was slightly surprised, countless bones came out of the earth around him.

Each of the bones was as thick as a tree trunk, but the tips were extremely sharp. These bones extended from under Murong Yuanlai's feet, and then passed underground, eventually forming a prison like a prison, surrounding An Zheng.

"Spell: Ghost Flame!"

When An Zheng was surrounded by those thick bones, Murong Yuanlai's hands were sealed again. On the bones that surrounded An Zheng, dense runes instantly appeared, and spider webs were all over the place. Then a grimace appeared on each bone, and the grimace had no eyes, nose, ears, and only a bloody mouth. All the grimaces opened their mouths and spewed black flames towards An Zheng.

At that moment, the breath of death struck again.

When An Zheng first started to fight with Murong Yuan, he felt this breath of death. Now seeing those ghost fires erupting, An Zheng finally reacted...... It was a real ghost fire, and it was also a power from hell. It is rumored that there is a pool of fire in hell, and all those who are guilty of sins will be thrown into the pool of fire and burned beyond recognition. But after all, it was just a rumor, and An Zheng suspected that the ghost fire that Murong Yuan came from was produced by refining the dead.

"Sorcery!"

An Zheng's two hands stretched out at the same time, and the pure yang of the righteous path appeared on both hands.

When all the darkness and all the evil are illuminated by the scorching sun, there will be nothing to hide. There were two suns in An Zheng's hands, and under the blazing light and temperature, the ghost fire could not advance. However, the Righteous Path Pure Yang is second only to the Jiugang Heavenly Thunder, not only is the power second only to the Jiugang Heavenly Thunder, but the consumption of the power of cultivation is also the same. The ghost fire continued to spew out, and the pure yang of the righteous path of Anzheng continued to irradiate and disappear the ghost fire.

It seems to be on par for the time being, but the power of An Zheng's cultivation is decreasing dramatically. The power of cultivation supplemented with Jindan is not the power of one's own cultivation after all.

"See how long you can last!"

Murong Yuanlai roared, then opened his mouth and spewed out a black fire towards An Zheng.

An Zheng raised his left hand, and the righteous path pure yang in his hand formed a round ball of light, blocking all the black fire. The Righteous Path Pure Yang in his right hand retreated outward, and the Righteous Path Pure Yang turned into countless arrows of light, which were not shot out scattered, but aimed at a point.

The first arrow of light shot a meter out and was burned by the black flames. The second continued along the same line, advancing to two meters, and the light arrows vanished. The third, fourth, and fifth arrows finally broke through the black fire and shot through a hole.

An Zheng shook his hand and shot out a green light, which shot out from the hole of the cave. Murong Yuanlai immediately dodged, not knowing what An Zheng had fought.

It was the Twin Tree of Two Worlds, and Anzheng's cultivation power was no longer enough to support his free passage, so he could only rely on the Twin Tree of Two Lives to set the coordinates to teleport out with him. When the green light appeared outside, An Zheng also went outside, and then slashed down with a sword.

A bone wall appeared in front of Murong Yuanlai, layer by layer of bones densely piled up, at first it was like a shield, and gradually the number of layers increased, forming a wall that was still getting bigger and thicker. An Zheng's broken army sword slashed at the bone wall, because An Zheng's strength was about to run out, he failed to split the bone wall, and the broken army sword was stuck in the bone wall.

Murong Yuanlai laughed: "You still don't have the strength after all, kill you, I can go back to my life, and those magic weapons of yours are all mine." ”

An Zheng sneered: "You want it, just give it to you!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Murong Yuanlai's head buzzed!