82_82410 Sacrificial Bone Cliff.

A fierce afterimage flew out steeply, rushing straight towards the fierce figure of the prison cow.

"Bang!!" a fierce fist, carrying a mysterious, breezy smoke, bombarded out. As a result, the prison bull only raised one arm, spread his palm, and firmly grasped his fist!

"Boom !!!"

In front of the cliff, Ye Qingcheng struck with his fist, and the prison cow raised his hand to resist, and the power generated by the blow suddenly shook the ground under their feet into a deep criss-crossing crack!

Ye Qingcheng's body was emitting a breeze and smoke, but the body of the prisoner cow was a terrifying blood-colored smoke. They all possess earth spirits, and they all possess the heavy power of the earth of the earth system, so every impact of the fist power is very fierce. On the ground, the round pupils in the eyes of the imprisoned cow contracted silently, grabbed the palm of Ye Qingcheng's fist, and used force sharply, directly throwing Ye Qingcheng's body towards the sky.

At the moment when Ye Qingcheng's body was thrown away, the prison bull suddenly raised his foot and kicked Ye Qingcheng in the abdomen heavily. Ye Qingcheng folded his hands and blocked his abdomen, accurately blocking this kick. However, the power of the prison cow is very strong, and it directly kicks him into the air!

"Bang!!" Ye Qingcheng's body flew rapidly, the prison cow didn't leave the slightest chance, he was like a cannonball of a spirit cannonball, he rushed up fiercely, and the earth was immediately trampled and splashed with countless rubble!

In mid-air, a white cloud was hit into a hole by Ye Qingcheng. When the prison cow flew to the white clouds, he suddenly found Ye Qingcheng's figure and disappeared.

Suddenly, he sensed that there was a dangerous aura behind him, and he spun his body violently, swinging his fist and blasting it out!

"Bang !!" a blood-colored fist immediately exploded in the air, a hideous blood-colored ghost head, it was like a meteorite, ferociously slammed into the southern sky. However, there was only a crippled figure of Ye Qingcheng in front of the prison cow, his head, neck, and chest were shattered by the bombardment of the fist shadow, leaving only a twisted figure like smoke, and wisps of clear smoke wafting there. There is no bloodstain, it is just an illusion of Ye Qingcheng!

"Are you really a bull brain, can't even tell the difference between phantoms?" Ye Qingcheng's voice suddenly came from behind him.

It's not that the prison cow can't tell the phantom, but Ye Qingcheng is taking the path of "Empty Lotus Potential" cultivation, and his spiritual breath is very ethereal and faint, almost imperceptible, so his phantom is also similar to the spiritual breath of his real body, which is easy to confuse.

Hearing the sound, the prison bull turned abruptly. As a result, he was greeted by a fierce fist shadow.

"Tom !!" bombarded with a punch, hitting the door of the prisoner cow, and his figure flew out quickly. At the same time, his nasal bone was also broken by Ye Qingcheng, and the blood sprayed out immediately!

Below, on the beach near the sea, a little girl born on Tienu Island looked up at an expanding white cloud on the sky, her clear eyes were full of pious prayers, as if she was praying to the heavens. On the ground, Ye Qingcheng's figure fell down rapidly, and it hit the ground in front of the sacrificial bone cliff like lightning, and a huge dent was suddenly knocked out. Immediately after, the figure of the imprisoned cow carried blood smoke, and with a swinging fist, it slammed down rapidly.

"Bang !!" The terrifying blood-colored fist bombarded the dent that Ye Qingcheng's body knocked out, and the terrifying fist power suddenly shook, and the earth cracked with blood-colored traces. At the same time, the sacrificial bone cliff was also shaken violently, and large pieces of loose rubble and the bones of those young men fell with a clatter.

The little girl's eyes widened in horror as she stared at the huge dent in the distance.

After the prisoner bull punched down, he found that this was another phantom of Ye Qingcheng! In anger, his figure suddenly rushed up. As a result, at the moment when he flew up, a flashing lightning bolt immediately exploded in front of him.

"Click!!" Ye Qingcheng's figure suddenly appeared, and the silver needle-like thunderbolts shot on his body. He spun his body sharply and kicked out his right foot, carrying a murderous aura that struck the bull in the chest with ferocity.

In an instant, the silver foot shadow swelled into a half-moon-shaped silver ray in the air, and against the strong body of the prisoner cow, it slammed into the sacrificial bone cliff.

"Boom !!!"

On the majestic sacrificial bone cliff, a huge hole suddenly exploded. The silver moonlight, which contained the power of the earth thunder spirit, smashed through the sacrificial bone cliff against the prison ox, and blew up a thorough cliff hole several miles long!

However, as soon as the cliff cave appeared, a terrifying blood-colored fist shadow turned into a hideous blood-colored ghost head, crashing into Ye Qingcheng at the speed of thunder.

"Shattered!" Ye Qingcheng shouted, his fists crossed in front of his chest, and a transparent guardian shield, in the shape of a circular arc, appeared in front of him. The blood-colored ghost-headed fist shadows that followed suddenly shattered on the transparent guardian shield and exploded into flying fragments of blood smoke.

The strength of the prison cow was on par with Ye Qingcheng, and in the case of the sword that Ye Qingcheng did not use, he even had a slight advantage. As a result, Ye Qingcheng looked young, but he had a lot of combat experience. In a short fight, he was hit twice in a row, while his own two attacks were dodged or defused. He suddenly became angry, as if he was an enraged beast, and at the moment when Ye Qingcheng resisted his fist shadow, he frantically rushed back from the giant cave of the mountain cliff.

"Bang!

As soon as he neutralized the attack of the prison cow, Ye Qingcheng withdrew his shield and shook his fist violently. In an instant, a blood-colored fist and a silver fist slammed into the opponent's chest at the same time. The prison cow was knocked back again, and Ye Qingcheng was also shot south.

After a while, the prison cow quickly flew into the air, adjusted the disordered blood qi a little, and then became a big fight. Ye Qingcheng, on the other hand, clutched his chest and rolled painfully on the Southern Sky Dome.

Normally, this kind of punch exchange only caused minor injuries to the opponent, and it was impossible for Ye Qingcheng to be more seriously injured than a prison cow. As a result, he was a hundred times more painful than a prison cow.

However, what caused him this pain was not the fist power of the prison cow, but the strange soul power damage carried by the fist power of the prison cow. Like the undefeated Earth Demon, the fist of the Prison Bull also hides a strange ghostly power.

Ye Qingcheng's pain did not originate from his body, but from the depths of his soul, not even his own soul pain. This is a kind of excruciating pain for others, appearing in his soul, very eerie. In his mind, there seemed to be a figure of a teenager who had been bled out, exposed to the sun, and finally screamed to death. The pain of those teenagers was transferred to him, and he became miserable.

The prisoner bull raised his fist with a bloody aura, stared at Ye Qingcheng fiercely, and said, "This is called the Wailing Fist. If you are hit by it, you will see the unjust soul that died tragically in my hands, and you will feel the pain of the unjust soul, and it will torture you to the point that life is worse than death! The kinder the state of mind of the hypocrite, the more miserable the death will be when he is hit by Lao Tzu's fist!"

"Whew!" Ye Qingcheng let out a sigh of relief, got up from mid-air, covered his chest with one hand, and a line of tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

"Bear this pain, and cry?" Prisoner Niu sneered: "The show has just begun! Lao Tzu's methods will be 10,000 times more cruel than the second child's torture methods! This is the destruction of the soul, haha!"

Ye Qingcheng touched the tears on his cheeks, and even his own wondered why he was crying. In a moment ago, he seemed to see those teenagers who died tragically on the cliff, their vigorous appearance when they were alive, he could hear their laughter and crying, and he could also feel their extreme suffering. These tears are his soul, weeping for those unjust souls, not from him.

"Thank you for letting me know their pain. Ye Qingcheng clenched his fists, his bones and teeth gurgling with hatred. He shouted in a deep voice: "But this kind of pain will only make Lao Tzu even angrier!"

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