One by one, the magic talismans that bloomed with green glow merged into Peng Ming's body, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body, soaring into the sky.

Peng Ming's body was full of clear energy, and the power of lightning in his hand appeared, and then a cyan lightning spear was formed, which was extremely condensed, and there were spell charms on it.

He was dressed in gray, standing in front of the ten-zhang tombstone, holding a cyan electric spear, his own aura had almost reached its peak, and vaguely, it seemed that he wanted to surpass the peak of the Condensation Realm.

"What a terrifying breath!" Bai Qingfei's black robe blows, and his eyes are extremely solemn. Between his eyes, two sword-shaped runes loomed.

From Peng Ming's body, he felt a very strong deadly threat.

"Dare to go against me, you will regret it sooner or later. A sinister smile appeared on Peng Ming's face, and his whole body was shrouded in a surging green glow.

Peng Ming's cultivation method is the top practice in the Qingxu Sect, which is the same as the practice practiced by the owner of this ten-zhang tombstone. With the help of the same kind of energy, Peng Ming can resonate with the ten-zhang tombstone and get the infusion of magic rune energy.

Even, the current Peng Ming can already be regarded as a powerhouse in half of the Fa Fu Realm. There were cyan talismans all over the body, flashing with electric light, and the cyan spear in his hand was swallowing the brilliance of Qingxia.

With a "whoosh", Peng Ming's figure flashed, and he took the lead in making a move, and the cyan spear in his hand waved violently, slashing through arcs in mid-air, and piercing towards Bai Qingfei.

A large number of talismans spawned out of the void, smashing down with a thousand momentum. As if to destroy the surrounding space, the terrifying aura escaped, and the strong wind pressure blew.

The wind invaded, and the black robe on Bai Qingfei's body danced wildly, and the strands of hair fluttered. A glint flashed in his eyes, and then his body shook violently, and wisps of terrifying sword qi appeared around him, exuding a sharp sword intent, enveloping all around.

At Bai Qingfei's feet, the ground was cut by an inexplicable force, and gullies three inches deep appeared.

The momentum of his whole body had reached its peak, and the two sword-shaped runes in a pair of pitch-black eyes erupted into a large area of blazing white light, like two divine rays rushing out.

Bai Qingfei pointed forward, and all the suspended sword qi around him condensed together, turning into a divine sword, which was more than a zhang long. There are pale golden runes all over the body, and the fog is filled.

This divine sword condensed from countless sword qi trembled slightly in midair, and then slammed towards the distance, slashing through the void with a pale golden light.

The divine sword was surrounded by pale golden runes, and a large area of sword qi erupted from it, and the sword intent was blessed, drowning away like an ocean.

Peng Ming was secretly surprised when he saw the power displayed by Bai Qingfei, and he had to admit that he was stronger than himself in the cultivation realm, but Peng Ming did not have any fear on his face.

Now, he not only has the energy blessing of the Ten Feet Tombstone. Moreover, there is still a terrifying third-order magic weapon in his body, once it is displayed, his strength will almost double.

And Bai Qingfei, Peng Ming knew a little about him in the past, he was a genius, he belonged to the core disciple of Diyin Peak, and his status was equal to Luo Yi. However, in Bai Qingfei's hands, there was no third-order magic weapon, after all, it was a magic weapon that would only be used by the powerhouses of the Dharma Rune Realm.

Only a person like Peng Ming, who has a strong backing behind him, will have a third-order magic weapon in this realm. As for Yu Shi, his own luck was amazing, and he had obtained a great opportunity in the forbidden land of the Qingxu Sect, not only directly breaking through to the early stage of the Condensation Realm, but also obtaining a third-order magic weapon.

It is precisely because of the preciousness of the third-order magic weapon that very few people possess it. Therefore, Bai Qingfei has always used pure true qi and sword intent to fight the enemy, it is not that he does not have magic weapons, on the contrary, he does not know how many second-order magic weapons there are in his storage bag.

However, for Bai Qingfei's cultivation at the peak of the Condensation Realm, the realm of the entire person has almost stepped into the Fa Fu Realm with one foot. The second-order magic weapon, the strength that can increase him is getting smaller and smaller.

"Boom!!"

The cyan spear in Peng Ming's hand smashed down from the void, and the cyan talisman power was blessed on it, and the mist spread, falling the power of cyan thunder and lightning, turning into a sea of thunder, confronting the sword qi, the surging energy exploded again and again, and the strong wind blew out.

Bai Qingfei controlled the divine sword and fought fiercely with Peng Ming. In just a few breaths, the two of them bombarded dozens of times in a row, and the huge force was vented, and the ground around them was full of potholes and a mess.

In the distance, more than twenty Qingxu Sect disciples watched the two of them come and go like lightning, and their hearts were extremely shocked. Among the crowd, there are many masters in the late stage of the Condensation Realm, but in the face of this scene, there is no chance to step forward and intervene.

Not only is it because Bai Qingfei and Peng Ming are too fast, but their strength is too terrifying, even if the monks in the late stage of the Condensation Realm enter the battlefield between the two, they will be blown up within a few moves.

As for the monks in the late stage of the Condensation Realm, not to mention. The aftermath of that energy alone could not withstand it, and as soon as it approached, it was about to be seriously injured.

"Buzz!!"

The spear in Peng Ming's hand was released, and it directly turned into a dragon hole and pierced out, entangled with the divine sword in mid-air.

However, at this very time. Peng Ming's eyes suddenly burst into a cold light, and a strange smile appeared on his gloomy face.

In the distance, Morning stood in the crowd watching the battle. But after catching the strange smile on the corner of Dao Pengming's mouth, an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and the cold hairs on his body exploded.

"Die for me!!"

The next moment, Peng Ming's face turned hideous. The tombstone of ten zhang behind him erupted like a mountain torrent, gushing out streams of cyan light, and a large number of magic talismans merged into his body, and a terrifying energy escaped from the air holes all over his body.

He burst into a mouth, and his hands were sealed to cast palm thunder, a purple thunderball condensed in the palm of his hand, and countless lightning bolts swirled, among which there were faint magic talismans emerged, and then this purple thunderball exploded suddenly, turning into a blazing purple beam of light and bombarding the past.

The aura on this purple beam of light was terrifying, with a devastating aura of death. Even Bai Qingfei on the other side felt a trace of palpitations, and his soul seemed to tremble.

But, to everyone's surprise. Peng Ming's palm thunder was not bombarded at Bai Qingfei, but instead blasted into the crowd in the distance, and the blazing purple beam directly pierced the chests of the two Qingxu Sect disciples in the early stage of the Condensation Realm, and blasted towards a figure.

This figure is Mo Ning!

Almost at the moment when this purple beam of light burst out, Mo Ning had already sensed the terrifying aura of death. His face changed suddenly, and then the true qi in his body gushed out wildly, and a yellow spring behind him spewed out endless rays, turning into a layer of light curtain and shrouding the surface of his body.

Even, the void behind Mo Ning began to twist. A Xuanyin Yuan God appeared, with a crown of stars blooming with brilliant divine light on his head, gushing out endless Yin and evil power, forming a barrier.

The energy that permeated that purple beam was terrifying. It was already beyond the scope of the peak power of the Condensing Truth Realm, and it was far from something that Mo Ning could resist.

"Poof!!"

The purple beam of light bloomed with a scorching energy breath, and it bombarded directly, and a light curtain formed by the water of the Yellow Spring broke, and the rolling yin power was blasted away, and then the purple beam pierced through Mo Ning's abdomen, and the huge power was vented in an instant, bursting into a cloud of blood mist.

Mo Ning's pupils shrank, his face distorted, and he only felt a pain that penetrated deep into his soul coming from his abdomen. He staggered and retreated, his right hand clutching his abdomen, but a steady stream of viscous blood gushing out like a fountain.

He looked down and found that a palm-sized transparent hole had been blasted out of his abdomen, dripping with blood, and the white clothes on his body were soaked and dyed blood-red.

"Poof!!"

Mo Ning's face turned pale, and he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his vision began to blur. There was a very difficult energy in the purple beam, and the moment it hit Mo Ning, a bolt of lightning gushed out, destroying his meridians and flesh.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Mo Ning summoned a mouthful of Huangquan and Xuanyin Yuan Shen Protector, otherwise that moment just now would have exploded his whole person.

You must know that Peng Ming's original cultivation has already reached the peak of the Condensing Truth Realm, and at this moment, with the help of the power of the Ten Zhang Tombstone, the strength of the whole person has reached the half-step Fu Realm. It's not at all something that Morin can resist.

"Huh, you're not dead?" a look of surprise appeared on Peng Ming's face.

In fact, he had already discovered Mo Ning's figure. Whether it was Mo Ning who offended him before, or Mo Ning who had a treasure, it made Peng Ming greedy. After seeing it here at this moment, he suddenly made a move while he was fighting with Bai Qingfei, wanting to bombard Mo Ning to death.

However, what Peng Ming didn't expect was. Mo Ning's reaction speed is very fast, and he has a lot of means, and he reacts in the first time. But even so, it has been hit hard.

"Peng Ming, are you just going to make a move on a little monk who expands the Dan Realm?" Not far away, Bai Qingfei's black robe fluttered in the wind, and anger appeared on his handsome face.

Although Bai Qingfei was surprised in his heart that Mo Ning, a cultivator of the Expanding Dan Realm, could resist the blow of a powerhouse of the lower half step rune realm. But no matter what, when Peng Ming was fighting him, he bombarded a Expanding Dan Realm cultivator in front of him, which was undoubtedly a contempt for him.

However, after Peng Ming heard this, he glanced at Bai Qingfei with disdain and did not make any answer. Raising his hand, a bolt of lightning struck him.

His action made Bai Qingfei even more angry in his heart.