"You dare to accept my incarnation, my incarnation, is it so easy to collect?

That is, at that time, another arrogant shout came, and when it was, the Yin and Yang cylinders in Ye Bin's hand trembled violently. In the two cylinders of yin and yang, there was a clanging sound, and it was obvious that it was the black skull that was violently resisting.

In the face of this, Ye Bin did not have the slightest panic, in his eyes, the divine brilliance bloomed, and the power of the two gods of yin and yang in his body was drawn out at that time, turning into a big wave of the ocean, and rushing into the two cylinders of yin and yang. In an instant, the Yin and Yang cylinders quieted down, and there was no movement.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan's wings shook behind him, and he jumped down and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

"What kind of amazing character is my Dao, it turns out that he is just a little devil who can't see people! A guy who hides his head and covers his tail, and doesn't even dare to show his own face, is also doing nonsense here, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, you can also take my punch!"

Zhong Yuan leaned down, his eyes were bright, and after seeing the appearance of the person who made the move, he unceremoniously made sarcastic remarks.

The timing of Zhong Yuan's attack was very accurate, just when Ye Bin used the Yin and Yang two gas cylinders to kill his black skull incarnation, and he was also damaged. This masked demon cultivator, although the damage suffered by his own family was not serious, but the flow of qi was inevitably stagnant, so when Zhong Yuan's fist bombarded, he had no way to strike back immediately, and he could only resist passively.

The masked demon cultivator, a demonic qi on his body rushed into the air, and the void manifested and turned into a long banner that was a foot high. On top of the banner. Manifest the mud plough hell of all things. Especially the mud plough gate in the center. It's even more realistic, it's almost like it's about to be embodied.

This flag, called the Mud Plough Dementor Flag, is the natal treasure of the masked demon cultivator. Because of this, it can be instantly urged to defend against the enemy.

As soon as the mud plough dementor appeared, when it was the door of the mud plow, the immeasurable black gas washed down like a flowing spring and a waterfall. It becomes a barrier and protects its body from wind and rain. Immediately afterward, tens of thousands of fierce spirits and ghosts flew out, each of them turning into runes and blessings on the barrier to strengthen their power.

As soon as the shield was formed, Zhong Yuan's fist bombarded.

"Bang-"

In a loud earthquake mixed with the sound of an elephant roar, the black qi shield instantly shattered.

The strength of the fist is still the same, and the impact continues. However, at this time, the masked demon cultivator was relieved. Under the urging of mana, the mud plough dementor banner is a powerful array. In an instant, eighteen black lights fell down, and the Void Coach turned into a large array, surrounding his body.

Exactly: Eighteen Mud Plough Hell Array!

Zhong Yuan didn't care, the fist in his hand evolved into the essence of the White Elephant Battle Heaven Fist, and punched out one punch after another.

However, at this moment, the fist he blasted out smashed on top of the masked demon cultivator's body protection array, but it felt soft and powerless.

His eyes could clearly see that the power he blasted out was dismembered into eighteen realms at the moment when it hit the great array, and each of them turned into a hellish space. Eighteen hells, under the intertwining and circulation, in an instant, they will dissolve their own thunderous fist power.

Zhong Yuan knew very well that the monks who could enter this core continent would definitely be the best among the first-line Daluo, even if they were not first-line Daluo monks, their combat power would definitely be among the strongest among the first-line Daluo. In such a place, there is absolutely no way to show the slightest bit of decline. Because, once someone is identified as weak, then the next thing to face will definitely be the siege of countless strong people.

Because there is only one Daluo supernatural power, it is the wish of every monk to put forward other competitors as much as possible. The weak at this moment, there is no doubt that they are the first wave of candidates to be eliminated.

Because of this, after Zhong Yuan's several punches bombarded fruitlessly, that is, time, he urged the avenue of strength. Tens of thousands of laws of force rushed out from the aperture around the body, condensed in the void, and turned into a heaven-opening axe.

Then, Zhong Yuan held the axe in both hands and slashed towards the Eighteen Mud Plough Hell Array.

"Whew-"

It was like cutting tofu with a knife, and it was a breeze, and the eighteen mud plough hell formations were cut in half.

Not only that, but the masked demon cultivator was also affected by the sharp aftermath of the blow of the Open Heaven God Axe, and his clothes were torn, revealing his true face.

"Who am I? It turned out to be Sect Master Zhang, when did Sect Master Zhang give up the Dao Sect and join the Demon Sect?"

"That's it, thanks to his reputation as a heavenly master, it turns out that it's all superficial kung fu!"

"Zhang Daoling, in the future, if you dare to claim to be my sect inheritance, I will definitely destroy your Heavenly Master Sect!"

"Senior brother, you are too polite, you shouldn't give another chance to deal with people like him, after we go out, we should immediately destroy the Heavenly Master Sect!"

Talking and gossiping, in a short moment, countless voices came into Zhong Yuan's ears. Hearing those words, Zhong Yuanfang realized that the Demon Dao master in front of him was actually an acquaintance, one of the four great heavenly masters of the Heavenly Court back then, and Zhang Daoling, the founder of the Heavenly Master Dao.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would turn from a Taoist to a demon and become a peerless master of the Demon Gate.

"Hmph, now that you know, no one wants to get out alive!" Zhang Daoling heard everyone's words, and his face suddenly turned fierce, and he said sharply.

"Zhang Tianshi, I'll call you Zhang Tianshi again for the time being. As a Dao Sect senior I admire, this is my last respect for you, and in the future, I will not spare any more hands!" Zhong Yuan spoke again at this time. Between speaking, the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe in his hand reappeared sharply, and the sharp qi machine covered the Eight Desolations and Liuhe.

"It's just a small casual cultivation, if you have a little adventure, you dare to blow nonsense in front of me, today, I will let you understand, elder, why is it an elder!" Zhang Daoling snorted coldly again, and then, his body shook, his body collapsed, and the Yuan Shen was divided into three before Zhong Yuan's Kaitian God axe slashed down.

After three points, the primordial spirit, one point spontaneously burst into flames, burning, getting weaker and weaker, one point, like a wisp of green smoke, in the blink of an eye, it will disappear into the void. The last point was to disintegrate, turning into a rain of light, spreading out towards Mass in all directions, and attacking all the monks present.

These light rains, when felt, are not very powerful, but they have an inexplicable power that ignores the defenses of many monks and hits them, forming tiny imprints.

At this moment, everyone resounded from Zhang Daoling's roar just now. Originally, they were quite disdainful of Zhang Daoling's words, but at this moment, they couldn't help but have a little palpitations in their hearts. (To be continued.) )