Hearing Zuo Yue's implicit sarcastic words, Xu Qing was okay and realized that Zuo Yue was deliberately provoking.

So, he quickly returned to normal, not happy or angry.

Swish!

Unlike Xu Qing, Lei Zhong's face changed drastically.

Lei Zhong, who had a bad temper, could hold it after hearing Zuo Yue's sarcasm.

His body moved, and in an instant, he seemed to have turned into a goshawk, flying out and pounced on Duan Ling Tian, menacing, extremely fast.

Wow!

As the Thunder Bell flew out, a surging milky white flame rose from his body.

As soon as the milky white flame appeared, it turned into a fiery red flame in the sky, making the whole person seem to turn into a giant beast with a bloody mouth open, wanting to swallow Duan Ling Tian into his stomach.

Sou!

The thunder bell with flames wrapped up and down its body, like the 'God of Fire' descending into the world, smashed out with a punch, like a scorching fireball flying out, causing the air to squeeze and set off bursts of air explosions.

At the same time as the sound of the air explosion, the scorching waves of air dispersed in all directions.

Above the void above Lei Zhong's head, the power of heaven and earth was turbulent, converging into a vision of heaven and earth, first six hundred ancient horned dragon phantoms appeared, and then five hundred ancient horned dragon phantoms appeared.

Fourfold Realm of Illusion!

The artistic conception of the fourfold high-level fire!

Between the 'Fourfold Realm of Transformation' and the 'Triple Realm of Illusion' is a watershed that is like a chasm and difficult to overcome.

The Void Realm Triple Martial Artist has a full explosion of Yuan Power, which is comparable to the power of four hundred ancient horned dragons.

And the fourfold martial artist of the Void Realm, with all his Yuan power, is comparable to the power of six hundred ancient horned dragons, and compared with the previous one, it is a full two hundred more ancient horned dragons.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

......

The air squeezed and swept away, setting off bursts of scorching winds, blowing so that everyone present only felt that there was a wave of heat rushing towards their faces.

This feeling made them very uncomfortable.

Now, Lei Zhong made a lightning attack on Duan Lingtian, and he didn't even use his spiritual weapon.

Perhaps, in his opinion, a young disciple of a 'third-rate force' was not qualified to let him use a spiritual weapon.

As for Duan Lingtian's acquisition of the 'Mystery Fragment', in his opinion, it was purely Duan Lingtian's luck.

Sou!

Above Lei Zhong's head, one thousand and one hundred ancient horned dragon phantoms, his fists swept out like cannonballs filled with flames in the sky, and swept straight away from Duan Ling Tian, as if he was about to blow Duan Ling Tian with one punch.

"Brother Duan, be careful!"

In a hurry, Feng Tianwu reacted, his face changed greatly, and he shouted in surprise.

While reminding Duan Lingtian, her eyes flushed crimson, and bursts of terrifying scorching aura emanated from her body, constantly rising.

At the same time that Feng Tianwu's body rose up with flames in the sky, above the void above her head, the power of heaven and earth was turbulent, and it was about to converge into a thousand, or even two thousand, ancient horned dragon phantoms!

"Don't worry, I can handle him. ”

When the flames on Feng Tianwu's body rose, the thunder flashed, and a Yuan Force condensation sound came into her ears, making her completely relieved.

For the owner of the voice, she trusts unconditionally.

Immediately after, everyone was watching.

Duan Lingtian, who seemed to be distracted and defenseless, turned around in an instant, raised his hand and swept out with a punch, meeting Lei Zhong's menacing punch filled with flames.

Sou!

Duan Ling Tian smashed out with a punch, and the milky white yuan power skyrocketed, turning into a vast earthy yellow power in an instant, surrounded by deep purple lightning thunderbolts and a condensed cyan gangfeng.

And that's not all.

He smashed out this punch, and there was even a sword gang like a shadow, containing an extremely terrifying 'artistic conception of the sword'.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

......

When Duan Lingtian punched, the air was squeezed again, setting off bursts of thunderous explosions.

Not only that, but the wave of qi full of extremely strong impact spread in all directions, and also set off bursts of cold winds, constantly colliding with the scorching wind set off by the thunder bell.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of gas explosions, one after another, endlessly.

The robes of those present moved with the wind, and the sound of hunting.

However, no one is paying attention to everything.

Their eyes were tightly locked on the two people who were about to collide together, to be precise, the fists that were about to collide together!

Sou!

The flames on Lei Zhong's body swelled and raged, and a punch smashed out, like the anger of the fire god, tearing through the sky, setting off an overwhelming scorching aura, enveloping Duan Ling Tian.

Sou!

The purple clothes on Duan Lingtian's body were turbulent and swollen, and they smashed out with a punch, containing a body of Yuan Force, as well as the four 'artistic conceptions' mixed together, which swept out without reservation.

Rumble!!

The fists of the two collided together in an instant, and the two forces collided with each other, making a deafening loud noise.

Between the air, the clearly visible waves of air spread out like ripples, spreading out in all directions.

Huang Da Niu, Su Li and Zhang Shouyong, who were weaker in cultivation, changed color one after another.

They only felt that the blood was surging all over their bodies, and they were faintly affected.

"It's so strong!"

Seeing that Duan Lingtian smashed out with a fist and fought against Lei Zhong, without falling behind at all, Huang Da Niu and the three of them brightened up after calming down the qi and blood stirring in their bodies.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

......

Centered on the place where Duan Ling Tian and Lei Zhong's fists collided, a wave of qi swept out as ripples spread out, gushing out even more vast gusts of wind.

Smack!

In an instant, the headbands on Duan Lingtian and Lei Zhong's heads broke almost at the same time, and the two of them had long hair that swept and rose with the wind, like tiny black snakes dancing.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

......

At the place where Duan Ling Tian and Lei Zhong's fists collided, the power of the two continued to rush out, converging together, and continuing to set off bursts of deafening loud noises.

Neck and neck!

"How is that possible?!"

Seeing this scene, Zuo Yue's pupils shrank, and his face was full of incredulity.

He couldn't believe that what was in front of him was real.

That Duan Ling Tian, a young disciple in the 'third-rate forces', looked like he was only about twenty-five years old, and he was able to fight with Lei Zhong to a draw, evenly matched?

"This Duan Ling Tian is stronger than Lei Zhong?"

Xu Qing, who originally had a calm face, couldn't help but be moved now, and muttered to himself: "In the fight between them, Lei Zhong took the lead and struck first...... But even so, Duan Lingtian, who punched in a hurry, still took the punch of Lei Zhong!"

"The power contained in Duan Lingtian's punch is definitely stronger than Lei Zhong! If it was only on par with Lei Zhong, he would not be able to stalemate with Lei Zhong in a hurry. ”

Compared with Zuo Yue, Xu Qing saw the scene in front of him more thoroughly.

Duan Lingtian, even better!

It seemed to be setting off Xu Qing's self-muttering, and at the same time, above the void above Duan Lingtian's head, the rolling power of heaven and earth finally converged into a vision of heaven and earth.

The phantom of 1,200 ancient horned dragons, condensed and formed, meandered and fell, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Such a vision of heaven and earth undoubtedly tells:

Duan Ling Tian's punch that he threw out with his bare hands now contained the power of 1,200 ancient horned dragons!

Compared to the power of the 1,100 Ancient Horned Dragons contained in the Thunder Bell Fist, there is a whole lot more 'The Power of a Hundred Ancient Horned Dragons'!

The power of 1,200 ancient horned dragons!

Duan Ling Tian's 'Void Realm Triple' cultivation was comparable to the power of four hundred ancient horned dragons.

The artistic conception of the triple high-level wind is comparable to the power of four hundred ancient horned dragons.

The artistic conception of the ninefold mid-level earth and the artistic conception of the sword, taken together, are comparable to the power of two hundred ancient horned dragons.

Coupled with the 'Artistic Conception of a High-Rank Thunder' comparable to the power of two hundred Ancient Horned Dragons, it is the power of one thousand and two hundred Ancient Horned Dragons!

That's right.

Duan Lingtian's 'Artistic Conception of Thunder' has broken through!

On the same day that he killed Lei Zhong, he successfully completed the breakthrough, breaking through from the 'Ninefold Intermediate Rank' to the 'Nine-Fold High Rank' in one fell swoop!

Rumble!!

Another loud bang came, but at the same time as the vision of heaven and earth on the void above Duan Ling Tian's head condensed, in the power of his fist, the purple lightning thunderbolt became deeper and more profound.

At the same time, Duan Ling Tian recovered from the disadvantage of making a hasty move and losing the opportunity, and his strength exploded, carrying the power of 1,200 ancient horned dragons, and swept out!

The power of 1,200 ancient horned dragons, after reversing the disadvantage, against the power of 1,100 ancient horned dragons of the thunder bell, the result can be imagined.

Crush!

Completely crushed!

"Impossible!!"

The whole person was smashed out by Duan Lingtian's punch, and when there was a sharp pain in the hand of the punch, Lei Zhong did not let out a miserable scream, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't believe that everything in front of him was real.

A disciple of a mere third-rate force could overwhelm him in one fell swoop when he was preemptive and took the lead?

Whether Lei Zhong wanted to believe it or not, his strength was not as good as Duan Lingtian, and it was undoubtedly an undeniable fact that the whole person was blown out and even seriously injured.

"Wow!!"

Lei Zhong, who was blasted out by Duan Lingtian's punch, flew out for hundreds of meters before barely pausing his figure, and at the same time couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of dazzling blood.

"I ...... Wounded? Wounded by a young disciple of a third-rate force?"

Stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, looking at the bruises on his hands, Lei Zhong's pupils shrank, and his expression became a little wooden.

But soon, he seemed to sense something, and a stirring spirit suddenly came back to his senses.

Just because, he found that the disciple of the third-rate force Five Elements Sect, 'Duan Ling Tian', didn't seem to want to stop there after blasting him away with a punch.

Duan Ling Tian's eyes were cold, his face was covered with frost, and he stepped out of the air at a speed that was neither fast nor slow, and swept towards the Thunder Bell.

Between his eyes, there was a cold killing intent.

In his opinion.

Killing the first strong man of the contemporary young generation of the 'Izumo Sect' in front of him, not only did he have to make the other party pay for his impulses, but the most important thing was that he wanted to stand up!

Now, there are more people in this huge cave.

Among them, there are many disciples of the Impermanence Sect, the Northern Underworld Sect and the Izumo Sect.

Bang, bang, bang!

......

At this moment, the scene was so quiet and terrifying that every time Duan Lingtian stepped out, the air flow shook and a soft sound sounded.

Every light sound fell on Lei Zhong's ears, like thunder, making Lei Zhong's face more and more ugly