The young man in the Chinese costume spat blood from his mouth, flew out sideways, and wiped a long blood mark on the ground, fainting, and the blood stained the green grass under him.

"Defeated?"

The eyes of the crowd widened, and they couldn't believe it, was the monk on the other side really strong enough to be this point?

Without the blessing of divine magic, the power of the flesh alone can smash over a Lifespring monk.

"After reaching the realm of the other side, the monk will transform one after another, and the flesh and viscera, as well as the bones, will repeat the process of withering and rebirth."

"During this period, there will be nine successive blood exchanges and bone rebirths, and the body will be reborn."

Ji Qingshu said that the fragments of the "Tao Sutra" wheel sea scroll he practiced were full of vitality and were very familiar with this kind of transformation.

"It's too careless, the physical body of the monk on the other side is far stronger than the previous small realm, and Ji Quan is the hegemon of the mythical era, and the holy body is not trivial."

Ji Huang stood there, his battle suit was shining, exuding a dazzling divine radiance, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid, suppress him with magic and treasures, this is our advantage!" ”

Everyone's eyes lit up, as if a skylight had been opened, and their hearts suddenly opened up.

"Let me go next, I can hold him back." Ji Qingyan said confidently.

Ji Qingyan stepped forward cautiously, deliberately kept a distance, and circled Ji Quan, reciting secret texts while walking, one divine power after another gushed out from the life spring, and three swarthy shields appeared around him.

With the sound of his chanting, the bitter sea also rippled, and one after another divine patterns flew out, submerged into the shield, and the swarthy shield began to glow with a faint brilliance, and the surface had a kind of black gold texture and luster.

This is a terrifying ancient technique, which does not use one's own body to nourish the artifact, but sacrifices the divine pattern that nourishes the weapon, so that the weapon can awaken and sublimate in a short period of time, and reach the "strongest" at the current moment.

Cultivating to a high depth, you can summon ancient primitive demons and attach them to weapons, the more powerful the artifact, the more it can reflect the horror of this ancient technique, and it can be able to drive the "holy" weapon with the "mortal" body and cross the realm against the enemy.

"Click", "click", "click".

The shield was raised, revealing three statues of the beast king, with hideous appearances and dark teeth, exuding a chill.

Ji Quan stood with his hands in his hands, his black hair fluttering, this kind of magic technique he had read before, but he did not choose to practice, although he could raise his combat power to an extremely high level in a short period of time, but he gave up the infinite possibilities of the future.

There is no divine pattern, he does not seek his own body, and he does not nourish his own "instrument", but pins his trust on the ethereal "god", which is not the way he wants.

Ji Quan was expressionless, looking at him quietly, waiting for Ji Qingyan to push this sacrificial technique to the highest point of the current realm.

"Ahhh

Ji Qingyan roared, sweating profusely on his forehead, and the divine power gurgled and flowed into the unknown place along the divine pattern, and was regarded as a sacrifice.

He pressed his hands on the shield as if he were touching a piece of cold iron, and he could feel the chill of the chill through the air.

"This kind of secret technique is also too terrifying, almost like summoning a demon god as a god as a weapon!" Ji Qingshu's face changed.

"It's a psychic weapon given by the elder not long ago, it's a weapon that can only be used by a strong person who surpasses the Wheel Sea Secret Realm, Ji Qingyan will actually be able to drive it and resurrect it to this extent!" The others were amazed and beamed with joy.

"It's really unseemly, if you summon a strong man from the Dao Palace Realm to fight, it seems that you don't need to go out lightly!" The delicate girl looked happy.

"It's just a dead thing, it hasn't really reached that realm, but it's enough to defeat the monks of the other side realm, Brother Quan is too arrogant and arrogant, and he actually let Qingyan push this secret technique to the extreme."

Ji Huang said coldly, his tone was very confident, as if he had foreseen the upcoming victory.

"Whew!"

The Beastmaster opened his mouth and spewed out dense black light, rushing towards the mortal in front of him like a black rain of light.

Ji Quan finally moved, and waved his fist again, his body exuded a dazzling brilliance, as if it had turned into a sharp divine sword, the sword was sharp, the sword light was bright, and thousands of black divine lights were slashed in an instant.

"I didn't use the Void Sutra!" Ji Huang's pupils contracted sharply, staring at the figure deadly.

"It's too arrogant, just relying on the physical body to cross a big realm to face the enemy, and the Eastern Wilderness Divine Body can't do it!"

Ji Qingyan sensed this through the "demon god" sacrificed, showed a look of ecstasy, and shouted.

He poured the last of his divine power into the dark shield, and the beastmaster buzzed like a buzz, and the demon god possessed in it seemed to be about to recover, exuding an aura of destruction, and the black light that erupted became more and more condensed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, everyone hurriedly pulled up the unconscious Ji Qingxuan and fled into the air.

Immediately after that, a dense divine light arrived, covering the entire land, drowning everything, like a dark tomb, burying Ji Quan, who was full of divine light.

"Hahahaha, I smashed the overlord with my own hands!"

Ji Qingyan laughed wildly, his hands spread, as if he was enchanted, and he looked extremely crazy.

On another ancient mountain, an old man with a fairy wind and bones stood in the wind, and with a gentle flick, the light flowed, and all the black light that rose to the sky was wiped out.

"Grandpa......" Ji Qingyin's eyes turned red and he lost his voice.

The old man waved his sleeve again, hooked the power of the void, and moved her to his side.

Ji Qingyin looked aggrieved, hugged the old ancestor's thin arms, howled, and said, "Grandpa, woo woo, I'm sorry for your teachings!" ”

Ji Changsheng stroked her hair with a kind expression.

He was one of the most powerful Supreme Elders of the Ji family, and he was only one line away from becoming the tenth Ancestor back then.

But when facing Ji Qingyin, he is no different from an ordinary old man, all the harshness that used to be has passed away with the long years, and only the love of licking calves remains.

In the auspicious clouds, in the jade chariot pulled by the cyan dragon, a man's whisper came out:

"It's not over...... The strength of the hegemon is more than that. ”

As if to prove what he said, on the ground covered by black light, a brilliant sword light lit up, and the edge turned, as if opening the heavens and the earth, cutting everything.

"Zheng!"

Ji Quan waved his fist, like a top swordsman pulling out his sword, and the sword slashed the sky and the earth, smashing all the black light that blocked the way, and slashed out a Yangguan avenue!

"Whew! Swish! Swish! ”

The Beastmaster statue sensed the crisis, buzzed, and spit out a black light, and the demon god who lived in it almost condensed into an entity, opened its bloody mouth, and when it was close to it, it could even smell the disgusting rancid breath.

"Zheng!"

Ji Quan pointed like a sword, squeezing out a wisp of blood, the sword light infiltrated purple, and a breath of self-respect in the sky and on the ground emanated.

The man in the jade chariot finally changed color, the jade jue in his hand shattered, and two divine rays shot out of his eyes.

"Boom!"

The statue of the Beastmaster shattered, the psychic shield shattered into countless pieces, and the gods inside let out a terrible wail, and with it shattered.

The sword qi soared straight into the sky, swept away the layers of clouds and mist, slashed in front of the jade chariot, and crashed into a hazy light mask before disappearing.

"You're the second."

Ji Quan's calm voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.