Mangjiao has a tall body and is dressed in heavy black iron armor, like an ancient sacred mountain.

He stepped on his foot, the earth trembled, and his whole body exuded a strong will to fight, like an ancient god of war resurrected!

The giant hammer in his hand smashed downward, and hit Ji Yuan's head with the momentum of an eagle hitting the sky!

"All things have spirits, and they will fight!"

Ji Yuan heard Mangjiao singing, only to feel that the air seemed to explode, tumbling and rolling, enveloping himself up and down.

A desolate, quaint, primeval breath violently oppressed over.

The thick arms covered by the reckless horns and iron armor swung the giant hammer and smashed it again and again, like a pillar of heaven across the sky, breaking the eons of eternity, and a mournful cry came out of his mouth.

Hatred, unwillingness, like the tide of the four seas pushing, wave after wave, the strength is getting stronger and stronger.

"Some people are born slaves, cattle and sheep in pens, and the meaning of their existence is only to sacrifice flesh and blood, and their life and death are only for the needs of some people!"

The voice was desolate, sad, sombre and majestic, as if the years had accumulated, and millions of years of grief and indignation had only erupted at this moment.

The black demon scale horse neighed with a long neck, raised its iron hooves high, and its scale armor was blood-red, which seemed to resonate deeply with the reckless horns!

Ji Yuan was stunned, and his heart was shocked.

The scorching sun, the war horses, there are warriors who break the shackles and erect the battle flag, for the injustices in this world!

"But shouldn't the world be like this? Right! ”

Giant hammers and iron hooves fell like torrential rain, as if they were about to drown this merciless world.

Ji Yuan clenched his fists, but there was no battle intent in his heart. His figure flickered again and again, like a rabbit falling like a falcon, avoiding the sharp edge of the reckless horns.

"Wait! Why do you and I have to be enemies? I agree with your reasoning, you have to control your own destiny and find your own life, and I am not the one who stands in your way! ”

The ground was smashed out of deep ravines, dozens of feet in length and width, and the dust was filled, like beacon fire and wolf smoke.

The tall body of the horns emerged from the dust, and his gaze was firm: "It's useless! My destiny is sealed from the moment you set foot on this land! ”

He roared, "Remove your armor!" ”

The heavy black iron armor on Mangjiao's body fell off like scales, revealing his scarred, powerful bronze body.

Ji Yuan's pupils vibrated: "This is?!" ”

On the chest of the reckless horn, there is a burning golden Peng bird, with a majestic expression, as if it is about to fly for nine days!

Mangjiao's eyes shone brightly, his whole body seemed to be breathing, and a wind-like air flow was blowing out of his mouth: "Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles!" And you and I are the wind under his wings! ”

The golden bird spread its wings, like a golden flame, as if it was about to fly out of the body of the reckless horn.

Mangjiao's body withered, like a pile of burning firewood. He opened his arms, like a bird bathed in fire, and the flames on his body were blazing: "The sacrifice of Mang Village is about to begin!" ”

Ji Yuan muttered, "Didn't you use a hundred beasts as a sacrifice?" ”

Mangjiao laughed loudly, and his voice was like thunder: "Isn't everyone in this Mang Village one of the hundred beasts?" ”

The black demon scaled horse neighed in pain, shedding two lines of blood and tears, as if saying goodbye to its old friend.

Mangjiao stroked the cloud-like mane on its back, and his eyes were soft: "Old man! If I burn only one of today's sacrifices, it will be the most satisfying outcome for me. ”

The black devil scaled horse was restless, and its hooves trampled on the ground, and the ground shook.

Mangjiao dotingly pressed its head: "Okay, okay! I know you can't bear me, but there is no banquet in this world that will never be dissolved, and no one can accompany anyone forever! My road is coming to an end, and you are not a free horse, heaven and earth are the frontier of your gallop! ”

He looked at the people of Mang Village who were lying down on the ground, and buried his face deep in the mane of the black demon scale horse: "It's just that my people are ignorant, and I will trouble you in the future!" Forgive me for breaking my promise and putting the reins on you in the end! ”

In the eyes of Mangjiao, the monster-like black devil-scaled horse seems to have turned into a foal. He closed his eyes and seemed to recall, how long ago was that?

Then, Mangjiao turned around and opened his arms, facing Ji Yuan, facing the heaven and earth and making a long shout: "Only at this moment can I become the one who has no scruples and belongs to me completely!" Please fulfill me with all your might! I want to see how much power and how powerful it is to be free! ”

Ji Yuan felt the flame on Mangjiao's body, which was the light that the immortal primordial god was about to condense, and used Mangjiao's flesh and blood as nourishment.

He felt pain and couldn't help but let out a long howl: "Who is it?" Wantonly play with people's hearts! Play with fate! ”

Mangjiao suddenly felt that Ji Yuan was very much like himself, the fierce and immature self he used to be.

He smiled knowingly and said to Ji Yuan, "Come on!" Show me your power! Step over me and find the guy who manipulated your destiny! If you can, beat him up for me! ”

Mangjiao's tall body cast a thick shadow, stretching and lengthening on the ground until it covered Ji Yuan's body.

Ji Yuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he seemed to have turned back into a stubborn teenager, fighting the heavens and the earth, fearless.

Mangjiao nodded with satisfaction, the flames on his body rose, and a dark golden, demon-like shadow behind him rose.

This is the martial arts of the reckless horn, tearing the cage and pursuing the fist intent of freedom!

"Kill!"

He roared wildly, like a god of war who would not die in a hundred battles, using the simple martial arts of the ancients, with great power, as if the ancient ancestors had overcome thorns and thorns, fought with wild beasts, and had the will to kill heaven and earth!

Ji Yuan's eyes lit up, and the tragic fierceness on Mangjiao's body was indomitable, which made him sigh, and boundless battle intent rose in his heart.

"Good!"

He suddenly felt that his soul seemed to be strong!

It's a wonderful experience, as if the soul has a feeling of soaring between breaths.

At the same time, the universe seems to have become an infinitely huge, wriggling living thing, recording the strong will of the last moments of infinite time and space and endless life throughout the ages.

"Is this the experience of fugue out of the body and understanding the universe?"

With all his thoughts in mind, the martial arts moves he learned seemed to have generated spirituality and poured into his body.

Ji Yuan moved slightly, and cast the Tiger Demon Instant Killing Punch.

"Tiger Demon Luck Spine!!"

"Tiger Demon Climbs the Mountain!"

"Tiger Demon Roar Kill!"

……

One move and one style is like a big river, rushing violently, venting, and endless.

Ji Yuan's fist intent was condensed, as if possessed by a god, and the murderous aura between heaven and earth, like a long whale absorbing water, gathered on him.

The air flow swirled, and a roaring tiger demon condensed, full of spirituality and charm, no longer the formless and godless body of the past.

Ji Yuan condensed the strength of his whole body, and it seemed that he could gather into a ball, hug the feeling of a ball, and then continuously draw vitality and will from the universe!

"The iQue is too void, it is not just about absorbing the cosmic vitality, changing the life form, and making the physical body not bad!"

"It's still the will to absorb all things in time and space, and condense the soul into immortality!"

"The soul is more prone to necrosis than the body! The so-called walking dead, muddy and nightmarish, are all mistakes in self-will, and only pursue food and clothing all day long! ”

"What is the difference between these days like cattle and sheep and death?"

"Only by pursuing a strong way of self and getting nourishment from the will of all things can we constantly maintain the will to fight and make the soul strong!"

Ji Yuan looked up at the depths of the sky again, his gaze transcending time and space: "There are all things in this universe, there are their thoughts, and their confusion, which makes them like living creatures!" ”