At this moment, Chen Liu already knew why the blood-red man had become such a casual appearance.

This ring, which was comparable to the supreme magic weapon, was silent for many days, and then re-emitted divine power.

That Vajra statue seemed to be able to replicate anyone's cultivation, spells, and the treasures and magic weapons they had, and it would even be a little more agile than the original owner.

But this peerless magic weapon is not something that it can imitate at all.

Perhaps it was the scanned red light curtain that woke up the ring's spirituality and made the replica of it have such a shoddy appearance.

After all, Chen Liu himself can't summon this magic weapon master at all.

But at the same time, he also had a guess about the background of this artifact.

Since it can allow itself to use talismans without cultivating the spells, spells, and spells of the Dao Sect Fu Gong School, it is obviously the magic weapon of the Dao Gate.

If you guess down, it's at least a treasure of the big sect, and you don't dare to guess if you guess up......

Chen Liu didn't think about it for too long, because no matter how much he called out the ring at the moment, there was no reaction.

He had no choice but to abandon this thought and walked to the side of the blood-red man who had been shattered by the thunder dragon.

The Scarlet Man's body had been torn apart, but his head had not been completely shattered.

On his forehead, a crystal glowing red could be seen.

Chen Liu took the black slash and pried it hard, and the remaining head of the blood-red man was instantly shattered, and only the crystal rolled to the ground.

"What is this?"

Of course, no one answered him.

But the Vajra statue reacted.

Chen Liu's sixth sense instantly alerted, and he turned sideways and narrowly dodged the silver gun that flew over.

The silver spear missed a blow and flew back into the hands of its original owner in an instant.

I saw that on the statue of King Kong, there was a white-clothed young general standing on the shoulders of King Kong, not very old, but with a vigorous figure and heroic spirit, a bright silver gun in his hand, towering.

"You're pretty good, you actually know some Dao Sect Talisman Techniques in addition to martial arts methods. If you are interested in submitting to me, I can ensure that your future cultivation will be smooth. But...... I'm a little interested in your ring. ”

The young man in white spoke slowly, his voice was extremely clear and bright, and it was very attractive.

Chen Liu naturally had no interest, and the so-called temptation did not attract Chen Liu.

He just looked at the other party and asked:

"Is it the Blood Sacrifice you control?"

The young man in white did not shy away from it, nodded directly, and said:

"Sort of. A group of rural villagers and useless casual cultivators, killed and killed. Your two friends have some skills, but one is a disciple of Qintian Prison Supervisor, and the other is the inheritance of that person from the Daomen, and they are not the same as me. But you don't, and I think we might be able to be on the same page. ”

Listening to the young man's answer, Chen Liu didn't react, he just wiped the ring silently, and then took out the two talismans and pulled out the black slash.

"That's how you want to die? You are only a ninth-grade cultivator, and those two talismans can barely exert a seventh-grade blow. Are you sure you want to be my enemy? ”

Seeing this reaction, the young man in white was not in a hurry, and he didn't even have any preemptive thoughts.

If he wanted to, that first shot would have killed him.

Because this time, Chen Liu encountered another opponent who crossed the level, a martial artist with six grades.

In fact, this is no longer a cross-level battle, but a cross-level battle.

As we all know, martial arts practice, four practices and eight grades, until one grade is respected.

Among them, although the four exercises of skin, flesh, muscles and bones, spiritual sense, blood meridians, and artistic conception are implemented throughout, there is another set of general divisions in the realm of martial arts: nine to seven grades are for body training, qi refining, and forging gods, which are the three grades of low-level; The sixth to fourth grade is the strength, artistic conception, and no punishment, and it is the intermediate three grades; Above the three products and the three products, only the three products can know their names, called immortal, and the second and first products have been submerged in the long river of history.

At this time, Chen Liu was a low-level martial artist who practiced his body in the ninth grade, and he was not only three grades different from the young man in white, but also inferior in class.

However, Chen Liu only replied to him:

"Actually, I wanted to say a few words. But looking at your indifference to living beings, it feels too unstylish. What I'm talking about, at least the bad guys in some pattern have to hear...... Oh no, at least it's a person who can hear it. ”

Both sides shot instantly.

Chen Liu swung out the talisman, and two thunder dragons roared out, directly impacting the white-clothed young man above the statue.

"Oh, look for death."

Although the young man in white felt that the thunder dragon seemed to be a little extraordinary, he didn't take Chen Liu in his eyes, but felt that the ring in his hand was becoming more and more mysterious.

As soon as he moved his silver spear, he threw out the Dao spear flower, and then swooped down from the top of the idol.

The thunder dragon was caught left and right, and he only flipped his body and easily dodged it.

The tip of the spear picked left and right, and scraped off pieces of silver-white dragon scales from the thunder dragon's body.

With a roar that shook the sky, the two thunder dragons seemed to sense each other's strength, and instantly collided with each other.

An even thicker and more powerful brontosaurus was born again, and once again it was above the sky.

"Is there still spirituality? Odd. ”

In this case, even the well-informed young man in white was a little surprised and couldn't figure out the situation.

However, although this thunder dragon was indeed not much stronger than the original scattered power, it was not comparable to his own six-rank cultivation.

He also leaped into the air and speared the thunder dragon.

The thunder dragon let out a silver breath and smashed it into the white-clothed boy, and he himself distanced himself from him, intending to exhaust his physical strength with a kite flying style.

The young man in white also instantly understood the other party's thoughts, only to see him smile contemptuously and make a Dao curse seal with one hand.

In an instant, the statue of King Kong also moved.

The red pillar of light that rushed to the sky was once again partially separated, turning into a barrier, enveloping the space, and confined the thunder dragon in it, unable to exert its advantages in maneuvering.

The thunder dragon was also forced to have no choice but to fight him hand-to-hand.

The thunderbolts hit the young man's body, and even shattered the white clothes he was wearing, but under the white clothes, there was a silver armor that blocked the damage of the thunder and lightning from his body.

"Is that all there is to it? It doesn't match your tone! ”

The brontosaurus roared continuously, but the scales on its body were also constantly picked off, and then penetrated deep into the flesh and bones.

Fortunately, the thunder dragon was transformed by the spiritual power of the talisman after all, and there was no feeling of pain.

But this also means that it can't last long.

At this moment, the young man in white suddenly couldn't feel Chen Liu's trace!

The next moment, a golden fist struck him in the chest without him realizing it, and the silver armor could not fully resist its damage, and it caved in.

The young man in white was directly knocked away by this blow and fell to the cliff wall, splashing bursts of rubble and flying dust.

However, that fist was unforgiving, and before the young man in white could react, he instantly turned his fist into a palm and slapped it towards the right side of the young man's face.

The young man was naturally unable to block in a drowsy, and not only did he have a bright red palm print on his face, but he was also fanned out of the cliff by this palm, and he spun more than a dozen times in the air.

The golden fist continued to chase upward, first punching him in the chest and abdomen, causing him to fly straight into the sky, and then directly into the air, clenching his hands into fists, and slamming down.

The body of the young man in white instantly fell straight and smashed to the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

With the last kick that followed, his body knocked down trees again, and finally collapsed in front of a boulder.

At this time, not only did he vomit blood, but the silver armor helmet on his head had been fanned away, and he didn't know where it fell.

The whole person is disheveled, where is there still the arrogant appearance of a moment ago.

At this moment, a man covered in golden light also picked up his silver spear, stuck a shot in his chest, and said:

"What? That's all there is to it? It doesn't match your breath! ”

The ridiculous tone used that sentence to treat others in their own way.

At this time, the young man in white also reacted from his drowsiness.

"Arhat essence blood! Who the hell are you! ”

Wufu has the ability to use the Daomen talisman, which is already incredible.

At this moment, there is another drop of Arhat's essence blood, even a young man in white who is a noble person can't imagine.

Even he couldn't get the essence blood of a third-rank Arhat so easily.

It's something that has to do with the Arhat Fruit and Cultivation as a life, and asking for that thing is equivalent to asking for half a life of an Arhat.

"I, a little common man, is no different from the people you want to kill."

"Heh, for the sake of some untouchables, you are so not afraid of death? Even if you have the essence blood of an Arhat, with your nine-rank martial arts body, if you forcibly absorb and use it, you will inevitably burst your whole body and die. ”

Chen Liu was extremely calm at the moment, but in fact, he also knew how bad his current condition was.

As the young man in white said, the nine-rank martial artist absorbs the essence and blood of the third-rank Arhat, and no matter how long it is, it will not last.

Even if the Xuankong Venerable had eliminated all the irritable ingredients when he gave him the essence blood, leaving only the gentle energy, it was not something that a nine-rank martial artist could bear.

"That's nothing, anyway, it's not bad to have you to bury me with you."

Chen Liu pulled out the silver spear again, and this time he aimed it at the heart of the young man in white.

At this moment, the young man in white was not afraid, and said arrogantly:

"Do you really think you're the only one who has a magic weapon? The master is not interested in giving you a funeral. ”

He crushed a black and white bead that he had prepared in his hand.

This is a talisman prepared for him by his family, which can instantly break all obstacles and teleport to a safe place thousands of miles away.

"Hahaha, you're here alone and waiting to die."

However, there was silence.

After his laughter ended, nothing happened.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Obviously, his teleportation device was suppressed by something else.

Chen Liu no longer hesitated at this time, and with the help of the power of Luohan's essence blood, he stabbed a shot into the heart of the young man in white.

"No, no, no! I can't die here! You can't kill me! I am a ...... of Qinzhou pastor."

"You're a, you're a trash villain who can't survive an episode."

Chen Liu naturally didn't have the heart to care where he was from.

Even if he is the son of an emperor, there is nothing worth paying attention to a dying person at this moment.

This noble son with a mysterious identity probably would never have thought that his life would end so hastily.

"It's a pity that for such a small deflated third as you, I have to explain here. The family is estimated to have to cry for a while, Xiao Douding will definitely blame me, I just don't know if Xiao Yuan'er will be very sad...... The promise to the White Lotus Bodhisattva should not be fulfilled. ”

Chen Liu poured out his last strength and nailed a shot to the head of the King Kong statue.

The idol began to disintegrate inch by inch from its head, and finally the entire idol collapsed with a bang!

At the same time, the blood red people who fought against Bai Jiu and Tong Cheng also dissipated in an instant.

"Good sloppy...... But goodbye, this world. ”

Chen Liu's body, also under this blow, lost all its strength and fell into darkness.