Collided by the huge demonic beasts, the disciples of the 100,000 families suddenly became a mess, crowded and trampled, and the weight of dozens of tons of demonic beasts crushed away, pressing out six spacious avenues. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The six-headed demonic beast disappeared far away, and the Red Pond Square was in shambles.

Mo Pan had already returned to the ring, looking at the underworld coldly, his battle intent boiling, and the bones of his whole body rattled, "Okay, now it's time for you and me to compete."

With a raised eyebrow, he pulled an arc in the air, and landed on the ring, and with a bang, the floor of the ring cracked, "It's not a competition, but a life-and-death contest, only one person can walk off the ring alive!"

Mo Pan's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't think about fighting for life and death in his heart.

"I want to see, what kind of tyrant is the Shura body that the Earth Clan's Shura Dao has cultivated?" As he spoke, his body shook, his whole body shook, his body was ten inches high, and his arms were raised, like lifting the backbone of the sky, full of shocking power.

Mo Pan's fist squeezed, like a huge hammer, and the sound of gold and iron resonated, "Since you want to separate life and death, it's no wonder that I Mo Pan", as soon as the words fell, Mo Pan's body jumped, like a cheetah, towards the underworld.

With a frustration of his footsteps, he set off a deep groove in the ground, and also rushed towards Mopan, like a tiger descending from a mountain.

"Boom!"

The two iron fists collided together, making a thunderclap sound, the attack of the underworld was like the wind, the ink was as steady as a rock, and the two fists collided. Like a giant hammer smashed on the Great Wall of steel, it is impregnable.

The two of them didn't move, but their feet were deeply immersed in the ring.

In the square, the hearts of the 100,000 family disciples were shocked, "The competition of strength and flesh is not mixed with the slightest Dao qi, but this punch is enough to easily kill the low-level Purple Banner." ”

"Come on, come again!"

Mo Pan smiled maniacally, and once again rushed towards the blood-robed man in front of him, feeling the relaxation of every inch of his body's skin and the explosive power.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

"Rumbling...... Buzz ......"

In the middle of the field, the two of them walked like the wind, fierce as tigers, and as ruthless as wolves! The fists rushed towards each other like raindrops, and the power of the bursts kept colliding together. Everyone in the audience could only hear the sound of steel pounding.

"Ah......" There was a long sigh, and on the ring, the red-robed man's legs trembled, but like a pillar, he held up the thousands of miles of the river, raised his arms, and lifted the ink pan, like an overlord lifting a crown.

Suddenly, the whole body shook, shaking Mo Pan's body in the air, dancing it, and then throwing it around.

"Boom!"

The screaming sound was extremely harsh, the hearts of the spectators trembled, and the ink pan in the air was like a bear, rushing towards the sculpture of Ying Xiangtian in the square, and with a bang, the two collided together, the ink pan's face was slightly flushed, and the bones in his waist were crisp, falling towards the ground.

The footsteps were a little on the ground, and the whole body bounced into the air again, like a divine help, and it rumbled on the ring, and the aura around the body suddenly became fierce and hideous.

Jun Qinghan glanced back at the sculpture, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Ying Xiangtian's sculpture, and felt a trace of shock in his heart, "The sculpture made of molten iron seems to have a crack."

"Crackling!"

Mo Pan's body made the sound of a long whip twitching, his breath suddenly became dead and gloomy, his eyes looked scarlet, his body swelled, and his clothes burst, revealing a blood-red Shura scale armor.

Jun Qinghan looked irritable, Shura fed on dragons, and when he encountered natural enemies, he was naturally uneasy!

On the ring, Mo Pan's body swelled to more than ten zhang, and he stepped towards the underworld, and with every step, everyone clearly felt that Hongchi Square was like an earthquake.

"Woohoo!"

Suddenly let out a long roar, his limbs became extremely thick, like a bucket, and his dark skin was full of demonic patterns, full of the majesty of a tyrant, and his fists were pinched, and the void trembled with a hint of trembling.

"Demon!"

The faces of the disciples of the various families changed slightly, "Demon, demonic beast." It is also called a demon! An ordinary demon can only transform after a thousand years of hard work, and a demon who incarnates into an adult is almost invincible in the same level!"

Mo Pan smiled, "I'll just say, how can you have such a strong physique?"

He didn't answer, his body was shocked, and he suddenly poked into the air and rushed towards Shura, like a comet hitting the moon, bombarding the solid Great Wall of steel with an invincible momentum.

"Boom!"

There was a thunderclap, like thunder.

Where the two fists touched, the smoke was filled, and he asked full of gunsmoke, "Dripping ......" Between the two fists, blood dripped down......

When their eyes met, the two of them raised infinite battle intent with each other, and they collided together in an instant, with an endless bang, and endless dust and sand were raised around the two of them, wrapping them, and everyone could only hear the sound of their bodies thumping.

"You can't kill me!"

In the dust and sand, Mo Pan scolded angrily.

"Hmph, if you can't kill it, you have to kill it, who told your grandmother to have the body of Shura, if you don't kill you, how can I face the emperor and queen earth?"

"If you can't kill me, what's the matter with the Emperor and the Queen of Heaven?"

"Just turn it off, what's the matter? You fucking use some force!" In the wind and dust, the sound of the two of them constantly scolding was heard, and at the same time, the wind and dust were getting higher and higher, and the body of Mopan Shura gradually expanded, and at the same time, there were more and more magic patterns around the body, and they became brighter and brighter.

The breath of the two eroded the Red Pool Square, and the floor flew up piece by piece, swirling with the wind and dust, enveloping the two people in the battle, like an ancient city wall that stood for thousands of years.

Suddenly, the scene fell silent!

The wind and dust as high as a hundred feet poured like a waterfall and, when the gray fog dissipated, the ring in the square had been flattened by the two, and the two looked at each other panting, and their bodies were bruised.

"Come again!"

Shen roared again, "Look at me if I don't strip your Shura body," he said, and his body flew out like a cheetah......

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

In the sky above Hongchi Villa, a pale yellow magic bell suddenly sounded, sonorous and agitated.

Everyone frowned slightly, looked up at the desolate furnace sent into the sky from afar, and saw the flames rising, and the pitch-black flames spread to the heavens and the earth. The void suddenly darkened, Jun Qinghan was faintly visible, the bright stars in the sky began to dim, and the demonic fire that was originally curled up in a ball eroded all directions, and the nightmare vision reappeared.

The boundless terrifying aura slanted down, pressing down on the 100,000 family disciples, and their hearts were terrified.

"Are you still fighting?"

Mo Pan looked at Ming and said breathlessly.

"Of course ......"

"Hades, come down!" Under the ring, Jun Qinghan's brows were tightly twisted together, and his heart felt infinitely terrifying, even the magic halberd in the ring was trembling, "Three days, it's about to pass!"

If the weak water is no longer there, the demon soldier will come to the world!

On the barren furnace, Beiying was invited to appear first. The handprint flipped, and then the elders of the Red Pool generation rose into the air, forming a large array with the invitation of the Northern Shadow as the center, and the breath that penetrated the heavens and the earth overflowed, suppressing the soaring flames in the desolate furnace.

"Groan...... Recite...... ......"

In the barren furnace, the divine soldiers groaned softly, Jun Qinghan's chest stirred, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, and he was a disciple of 100,000 families, no exception, and was attacked by wild sounds, and his ears were temporarily deaf.

Jun Qinghan's complexion changed drastically, his fingers trembled violently, and with a wave of his right hand, the magic halberd in the dark ring.

Under the pressure of the endless wasteland, the demon halberd trembled and whimpered. Creeping in front of the desolate furnace, humble as an ant, a trace of crack appeared in the entire halberd body, and then the crack expanded, and in a few breaths, the powerful demon halberd disappeared.

Not only the magic halberd, but all the divine weapons of Red Pond Villa were all smashed!

The Red Pond Villa, which has stood for thousands of years, now only has a wasteland and a divine soldier.

"Guan Yuchao, have they arrived?" On the desolate furnace, Beiying suddenly let out a long sigh, his blood surged, and his face flushed, obviously being violently resisted by the flames in the desolate furnace.

"Pavilion master, it's almost time, Tianshunzi will summon the message. It only takes a quarter of an hour to reach the Red Pond Villa!" Guan Yuchao said anxiously.

Suddenly, the foot of Hongchi Mountain was crowded like a sea, rushing towards Hongchi Villa, and three days passed. 100,000 families poured into Red Pond Villa again, but the number of people was much smaller than when they left.

God knows how many families were killed in order to compete for three thousand weak waters.

In order to obtain three thousand weak water, no matter how big or small the family is, they fight to the death, even the famous name of the peak twenty-two can't make them retreat by half a point, if they get the divine soldier, the only one in the world, what is the peak twenty-two?

On the barren furnace, Beiying looked calm and said indifferently:

"Blood Sacrifice, let's begin!"

As soon as the words fell, his eyes burst into flames, looking at the man in the Red Pool Square, and grabbing his palm in the air. Jun Qinghan suddenly felt that the boundless ocean was enveloping his body, and he didn't move at all, and between the lightning and flint, his body was already on the desolate furnace, and he was invited to hold it in his hand.

Invite Beiying's arms to shook, and immediately threw Jun Qinghan into the wasteland......