The huge wind that blew from the wind god wings behind Chu Tian came from the sigh of the Nine Shadows, and there was a ghost crying wolf howl in the colorless realm.

The small enchantment formed by the falling star sand rumbled and exploded under the wind burial, and countless falling star sand collided with the colorless realm to form a little ripple, which burst one after another and lost its spirituality, turning into ordinary sand and falling to the ground, becoming dust blown by the wind, not under the control of Menghu.

The tightly untraced sand armor in front of Menghu also collapsed in an instant, spilling all over the ground with a bang.

Meng Hu's face under the steel helmet was extremely gloomy, although he had only used five percent of his strength in the Falling Star Sand in Meng Hu's hand, but it was broken by Chu Tian so easily, it still made Meng Hu quite shocked.

Under Chu Tian's lightning lightning, Meng Hu gritted his teeth and urged the falling star sand again.

This time, the Falling Star Sand only covered a few tens of meters around Meng Hu, and the density of each place was amazingly large, and the mana consumption of these Falling Star Sand was also much larger.

As soon as Meng Hu gritted his teeth, he took out three mana-restoring pills from the storage ring and stuffed them into his mouth.

Chu Tian, who was consuming Menghu's mana, knew that it was impossible to delay as soon as he saw Menghu's formation, and Menghu intentionally or unintentionally opened the space ring to reveal this kind of Jinyuan Dan that would make the Jindan monk's mana full of dozens of bottles.

The Wind God Wings on Chu Tian's back wrapped Chu Tian's entire person, breaking through Menghu's falling star sand as thick as a tortoiseshell, and a layer of heavy water droplets on his arm turned into a light blue glove, and punched Menghu in the chest with a whistling sound of breaking through the air.

"Tiger King Overlord. Meng Hu was wearing a magic weapon-level thorn armor, and he had to carry the magic body by surprise, and the strength of his muscles was three points above the second strongest, and he fearlessly met his chest against Chu Tian's fist.

Chu Tian, who had taken the lead, slammed his fist on Meng Hu's chest, and a "click" sound was heard. Dozens of spikes on the thorn armor on Menghu's chest were shattered by Chu Tian's blow, and then a huge force was transmitted from the thorn armor to Menghu's tiger king body, "Hmm. ”

Meng Hu groaned, and ninety percent of Chu Tian's strength on Chu Tian's heavy fist was weakened, and the remaining one percent of the strength hit Meng Hu's skin and flesh and blasted into Meng Hu's internal organs, making Meng Hu couldn't help but take a few steps back, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Before Meng Hu could make a move, Chu Tian fell into the air under the effect of the anti-shock force on Meng Hu's body, and kicked his toes at the weak point where Meng Hu's chin was in contact with the helmet.

With a "bang", Meng Hu was knocked away, and Chu Tian's palm with light blue gloves flicked off, and the thorn spikes that pierced into the flesh were suddenly thrown out by Chu Tian, and they were ingested through the gaps such as the bare eyes and mouth of the steel helmet.

The wound on the corner of the mouth of the nine-section whip still kept transmitting the painful and numb feeling to his mind, and as the thorns shot into the wound stretched and cracked again, Menghu, who was in pain, gasped, his steps were messy, and he kept retreating.

Taking the lead, Chu Tian pursued the idea that you have no power to fight back, and will not give you any chance to turn the tables, as the hair gradually turned red, the scorching sun on Chu Tian's hands turned into the scorching sun, and then turned into two dazzling sparks of the burning sun, which catapulted towards Menghu's eyes.

At this time, Menghu was still retreating backwards, and if he didn't do anything, I was afraid that most of the magic weapons on his body would not need to be used to say goodbye to his life in advance.

Immediately, his eyes were certain, and the steel helmet and thorn armor on his head suddenly erupted, and he took the initiative to cut off the relationship with them and flew towards Chutian.

This is a gesture of self-detonating the magic weapon to force Chu Tian to stop by burning jade, and the upright Yang conspiracy depends on whether Chu Tian dares to accept it.

Meng Hu also had no choice, he didn't succeed in his sneak attack, but as soon as he came on the field, he suppressed Chu Tian and beat him, and a feeling of powerlessness had already made Meng Hu a little skilled.

Qin Aolong, who was outside the Five Colors Realm, was covered by dust and couldn't see his face clearly, but Meng Hu knew that he must be watching, as long as his performance made Qin Aolong lose face, even if he won in the end, Qin Aolong's punishment was indispensable.

"Boom. The two delicate sparks contained in the earth-shattering or explosive explosion, and the two sky-rushing flames that surpassed the limit of Jindan's full force swept away the two magic weapons, forcibly erasing the traces left on them.

In a mansion with a rockery in the Jade Underworld City, two men and a woman in the courtyard have three kinds of light on their heads, the sun, moon and stars, which are really refining their magic power.

Among the blonde men and women, the man and woman with the sun and the moon suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Receive. "The two magic weapons in front of him that have no owner are flying towards him, although they are a little scorched, but Chu Tian can sell them or exchange favors for others without using them, and there is no gift to accept them.

Meng Hu, who threw out two magic weapons not far away, really didn't have the courage to detonate these two magic weapons, once they were detonated, facing the angry Yuanying Monk, even if he didn't die under the protection of Qin Aolong, he would be stripped of his skin.

Looking at Chu Tian, who was collecting two magic weapons, with a very angry face, Meng Hu smiled secretly in his heart: "Take it! You can take it away! You don't want to control these two magic weapons in such a short period of time, and I will still take them back when the time comes." ”

Meng Hu scolded angrily: "Junior, do you know that the thorn armor and knight's helmet are the magic weapons of the Sun Knight and the Moon Knight, and they should not be returned quickly, so that you can have less sins."

Without the restraints of the armor helmet, Menghu was much faster in speed, with five fingers and one finger, and the surrounding falling star sand made a sand gun and shot at Chu Tian, wanting to shoot Chu Tian into a hornet's nest.

The red-haired Chu Tian looked disdainful, and glanced at Meng Hu like an idiot, and the red hair on his head suddenly changed.

"Roar~~~. With a long roar, Chu Tian's flame red hair quickly turned purple, and the sand spear with a handle close to Chu Tian burst apart, the purple-haired Chu Tian pierced through the sand, and the purple lightning in his eyes flashed between his fists opened and closed, and the thunder snake's energy was intertwined and rotated with each other, and he roared and pounced on Menghu.

A hideous wound on the corner of his mouth was even more terrifying when Menghu opened his mouth, and a series of blood beads rolled down, stretched out his long red tongue and licked the wound, and roared: "Tiger roars." ”

Like the lion's roar of the Buddha Gate, it resisted Chu Tian's roaring qi waves, and a phantom of a white tiger appeared behind him, raising a huge fist and rushing towards Chu Tian.

"Dreadnought Lion Fist." Two phantoms of male lions with condensed mana appeared in Menghu's hand, and they bit the two electric dragons with fearless roars, and they were entangled with each other.

At the same time, the two fists of the electric dragon and the lion's owner, Chu Tian and Meng Hu, also collided at this moment.

The two of them are also extremely powerful body cultivators, and they are rare opponents among monks of the same level, and at this moment they actually have the taste of sympathy, but this feeling is soon covered by the purest ** touch that is dripping with pleasure.

The two punched fist to fist and foot to foot and intertwined at an extremely fast frequency, but in a matter of moments, the two of them threw thousands of punches and kicks, leaving countless afterimages in the air.

In the five-color realm, there was no place to leave the wind and sand dancing wildly, and the monk's vision outside was a little clearer, and under the wind of the fists and kicks fought by the two, it was several times more violent than before.