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The killing intent on Peng Ming's body was almost about to evolve into a dragon, devouring everything!

He didn't hide it at all, wisps of barren power diffused from his body, and the terrifying power shattered the surrounding void, and that power was comparable to that of a monk in the middle of the incarnation realm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Ning's eyes, this Peng Ming is indeed much more powerful than his brother Peng Yi, and the power of desolation in his body is strong, Mo Ning estimates that he probably has the combat power of the late stage of the incarnation realm.

"It's finally time for me to wait for you, Mo Ning!" Peng Ming's voice was slightly hoarse, but his eyes were extremely hot and full of murderous intent, "I was really surprised that your strength has improved so quickly, but I don't believe that you can still defeat me!!"

Peng Ming walked step by step, and the killing intent on his body was almost substantial.

Mo Ning has a grudge against him, but his hatred for Mo Ning is even deeper.

When he was in the Demon Cave, Mo Ning almost almost killed him, and then returned to the Qingxu Sect, Peng Ming originally thought that his eldest brother, his father, would stand up for him and kill Mo Ning, but no one paid attention to him, and Peng Wushuang single-handedly suppressed him in a cold pool, suffering from the erosion of cold air day and night.

This also caused Peng Ming's psychology to begin to distort, and his hatred for Peng Wushuang and Peng Yi reached the same level as Mo Ning!

"I'll let you see, a more terrifying power than my dead eldest brother, this Qingxu Sect, sooner or later, it will be mine, and everyone will be prostrate under my feet!" Peng Ming looked like a mad demon, in fact, when he accepted the power of the desolate beast and became a desolate slave, his mind was already consumed by hatred and resentment.

In order to get more terrifying power, to kill Mo Ning, to make his father, Peng Wushuang regret it, Peng Ming has given up everything, and does not hesitate to sell his soul.

"Mo Ning be careful, this person's body contains an extremely strong desolate power, which is far from being comparable to the previous Pengyi. Pangu Banner probed, but found that the desolate power in Peng Ming's body was excessively strong, not at all like the level that a desolate slave should have, almost comparable to some ordinary desolate beasts.

"Kill!"

Mo Ning hadn't taken a closer look, and the next moment he found that Peng Ming had already rushed over.

"Dark Thunder Desolation!"

Peng Ming's body was still entangled with true qi one moment, and the next moment the true qi in his body completely dissipated, all transformed into a stream of pitch-black barren power, the aura was terrifying and amazing, full of destructive power, and wherever it touched, the void was shattered.

I saw Peng Ming shout angrily, and the barren power in his body gushed out, converging into a mysterious and complex rune, and a terrifying thunder and lightning burst out in an instant, which was also pitch black and seeping, and the rolling netherworld aura permeated out, containing death-like power.

This rune rushed up, in the sky, evolved into a large area of dark clouds, a dull thunder sound came out, and then, a thick black thunderbolt hole pierced down, it was towards Mo Ning split, this black thunder and lightning on it, wrapped around the power of the netherworld, accompanied by the breath of death, and even had the effect of corroding the true qi!

"Immortal Golden Body!"

"Tai Chi Yin and Yang Body!"

Mo Ning was not afraid, nor did he dodge, he shouted loudly, and two dazzling Buddha wheels and a pair of yin and yang diagrams were presented behind him.

He mainly uses the yin and yang diagram, and the yin and yang qi falls, while the two golden Buddha wheels surround the yin and yang diagram, swallowing out wisps of Buddha power and integrating into Mo Ning's body.

At this moment, every inch of Mo Ning's flesh and blood was rendered golden yellow, shining brightly, and thousands of golden lights rose from the ground, and the whole person turned into a golden god of war, with the yin and yang diagram behind him turning, and the two Buddha wheels were like the sun in the sky.

Mo Ning's aura was extremely powerful in an instant, reaching the level of the peak of the incarnation realm.

He just stood in place, his dark eyes showed an astonishing battle intent, his long hair fluttered, and the momentum of the world was revealed, and his body was like a golden spear that could not fall, and the edge went straight to the nine heavens!

Thundered!

The thunder and lightning of the Netherworld were about the size of a single split, and as soon as they fell, they enveloped Mo Ning's entire body, and the dense power of thunder and lightning wanted to burrow into Mo Ning's body, causing terrible damage.

However, under the immortal golden body that Mo Ning urged with all his might, how terrifying was his physical body?

"Zha!"

In Mo Ning's mouth, a sudden burst out of a broken drink, in an instant, the entire central platform surging in the wind, the sound of the tiger roaring and the dragon's groaning was endless, the wind blew the banquet, the clouds and mist covered the ground, and the heavy rain was sprinkled.

The mystery of the three seals in the Heaven Turning Seal was perfectly evolved by Mo Ning at this moment, and the terrifying power rushed out, and the ghostly thunder and lightning were directly dispersed, and even the dark clouds derived from the sky were also dispersed.

Mo Ning's eyes flashed golden, and he suddenly reached out with his big hand, his whole body was golden, and if the gold was cast, he grabbed the sky.

It was a rune, which was condensed when Peng Ming released the Dark Thunder Desolation Technique.

"Dark Thunder Desolation!I didn't expect Peng Ming to be desolate!" Mo Ning really didn't expect that Peng Ming not only had the surging power of desolation, but also the desolation technique!

You must know that when Peng Yi became a desolate slave, he didn't practice any desolate arts, and even Mo Ning still relied on Heiding to get the enslavement desolate art and the true dragon desolate art.

"This Dark Thunder Desolate Technique is a low-level Desolate Technique, but it is enough to be comparable to an ordinary immortal art. Pangu said to Moning.

He had been fighting with the Desolate Clan for many years, and he also knew a little about the Desolate Arts, and he could see the quality of this Dark Thunder Desolate Art at a glance.

"That black-scaled dragon is actually just an ordinary desolate beast, nothing special, so the desolate art cultivated will not be much stronger, this dark thunder desolate art, it is estimated that the black-scaled dragon passed on to Peng Ming. Pangu said in the sea of knowledge.

Now, Mo Ning and Pangu Banner have almost already found out that in the Qingxu Sect, there are two desolate beasts, one is the king-level desolate beast that was suppressed by the Qingxu Ancestor under the land of the Qingxu Sect, and the other desolate beast is the black-scaled dragon that Mo Ning saw at the beginning, although the strength is strong, but it is still in the realm of the mortal realm, according to Pangu Banner's inference, between the half-immortal level and the earth immortal level.

Airplanes!!

And at this time, the black tripod in Mo Ning's body moved, as if most of the things related to the wild beast could make this black tripod resonate.

A buzzing sound sounded in Mo Ning's body, and then, Mo Ning felt that in his body, an invisible force gushed out, and he immediately sucked in the rune condensed by the Dark Thunder Desolate Technique in his hand.

Mo Ning looked inside, but found that the black tripod bloomed with a blazing glow, eighty-one five-clawed golden dragons hovered over it, trembling slightly, the rune was swallowed into the black tripod, the transparent divine fire flashed away, and the rune was completely refined.

Snort.

The next moment, thick black thunderbolts flashed out on the black ding, and these thunderbolts contained a rolling netherworld aura, which was exactly the same as the Dark Thunder Desolation Technique that Peng Ming had cast!

"Could it be that the Black Ding can absorb the power of all kinds of absurd arts?" Mo Ning's face was puzzled, and then he found that the dark thunder on the Black Ding rushed out and transformed into scriptures in mid-air, as if it was some kind of exercise.

"It's ...... Dark Thunder Desolation?!" Mo Ning's face was shocked, and he found that the scriptures were none other than the Dark Thunder Desolation Technique!

However, before Mo Ning could react, a five-clawed golden dragon roared, swallowing the blazing glow, opening its bloody mouth, and swallowing the scriptures of the Dark Thunder Desolation in one bite.

Hei Ding fell silent for a moment, without any movement.

However, Mo Ning felt that something had changed in his body, in the black blood in his body, there were mysterious scriptures flickering, flowing along the black blood, and the connection between his true dragon desolation technique and the eighty-one five-clawed golden dragons had become more profound.

"True Dragon Desolation!"

Mo Ning wanted to know what was going on, and hurriedly cast the True Dragon Desolation Technique, the black blood in his body was burning, and a steady stream of barren power surged, which was purer than Peng Ming's, the quality was more powerful, and the breath was more noble!

Rise!!!

In an instant, beside Mo Ning, a hideous black dragon soared into the air, this time, Mo Ning cast a true dragon desolation technique, and actually summoned ten black dragons, all of them roared, deafening, wanting to shatter the void.