"Seventy-two Hells?"

Chen Zhuo's eyelids trembled, his thoughts turned sharply, and in the moment of his mind changing, the seventy-two murals in his mind that he had almost forgotten all reappeared in front of him.

He opened his mouth and swallowed, the wind and rain entered his throat, and with the jin liquid, he was wrapped into a round pill by the tip of his tongue, rolled into the mouthpiece, and sank into the dantian.

Thunder suddenly sounded in the chest and abdomen, resonating with the thunder.

Tiangang strength, earth brake pile.

Meng Chixing saw the situation and made a move, one foot on the ground, one foot bent his legs and sitting, posing in a strange posture, like a Buddha but not a Buddha, like a demon but not a demon, his whole body was immediately filled with a layer of obscure black light, and the black light in his eyes was shining, and the evil spirit was soaring.

This person is now entering the supreme demon path, under one thought, the spirit is introverted, the form and the spirit are one, and he completely blesses his lifelong wish and mind power in his body, if he becomes a Buddha, he will become a Buddha, and if he becomes a demon, he will become a demon.

In terms of spiritual miracles, the two of them are afraid that they will be inseparable in a short time, but now that the form and spirit are one, and the means are exhausted, this is going to fight for their lives.

Chen Zhuo could not be afraid, he took a deep breath, and the power of thunder in his body rioted, and he rolled wildly, completely blinding himself to the ability of foresight, and greeted the rolling thunder, avoiding the sense of oppression brought by heaven and earth.

As soon as the knife eye was raised, Chen Zhuo's eyes were shocked to see Lei Mang swimming, and the muscles and flesh of his body were constantly squirming and agitating, the tendons were expanding, the qi and blood were boiling, the muscles and bones were stretched one after another, the majestic body grew a little longer, and the tragic and vicious evil qi immediately swept in all directions.

If there really are three disasters and six tribulations, is this method of avoiding disasters also true?

Try it and find out.

Feeling the two earth-shattering qi machines climbing layer by layer, those Mongolian elite soldiers had subconsciously retreated.

As soon as the battle circle expanded, there were many charred corpses scattered by lightning strikes.

Ignoring the thunder in the sky, Meng Chixing strode forward, just like the powerful Bodhisattva who grabbed the dragon and threw the elephant, trampling the earth with both feet, the earth and stones were deeply sunk, cracked and sealed, like a lotus blooming.

It's a lotus.

At the same time as Meng Chixing was pressing, his hands were clenched, and the rain in the sky gathered, and suddenly turned into spears and spears, which became tangible from invisible, and were thrown out, as fast as lightning, piercing through Chen Zhuo.

Chen Zhuo's eyes wandered, and he dodged sideways, and a fist smashed fiercely.

As soon as the fist passed, the wind and rain only seemed to set off a hurricane on the flat ground, blowing flying sand and stones, and the wind and rain flowed against the current.

"It's good to come!"

Chen Zhuo roared, bent his arms and elbows, and was already catching up.

Pure physical power, flesh and blood collide.

The fists and elbows met, and at the intersection of the two forces, the wind and rain dispersed out of thin air, as if they were erased, and the void trembled like water, setting off layers of ripples, and the most amazing thing was that under the elbows, a small crack was born like the surface of ice.

The rift closed in the blink of an eye, but it couldn't escape the eyes of the two.

"Kara!"

Thunder again.

Now Meng Chixing and Chen Zhuo are fighting fiercely, their qi is contaminated, and their thunder attacks their bodies, and they have also become the target of heavenly thunder.

I think it's because the two of them are attracted together, and the sky thunder is stronger.

The thunder burst into flames, and suddenly there was a huge scorched pit on the ground.

And in the thunder light, the two bodies that far exceeded the world's cognition, like mountains rushing against each other, collided fiercely, and in an instant it was like the earth was flat and dusty, the mountains and rivers shattered, and a huge shallow pit collapsed.

Chen Zhuo suddenly changed his posture, stretched out his ape arm, turned into a monkey-shaped hook hand, kicked the ground and jumped vertically, stretched and contracted, and was already full of fierce eyes towards Meng Chixing's vital death point.

Neijiaquan is now blessed by his divine thoughts, and has the physical control of the world, and unconsciously, it has been refined to the point of perfection.

From a distance, it is only like a thousand arms transformed, and the magic is endless.

He made moves in his hands, his body bones were also changing, and one by one strange postures and movements were pulled by his muscles and muscles, and they were presented; accompanied by thunder in the chest and abdomen, but see Chen clumsy or swim like a fish and dragon; Or like the Buddha who stumbles and turns over into a rectum; or like a goshawk hovering in the air; or like a bodhisattva with low eyebrows; Or become King Kong's angry eyes, strange appearances.

One phase is not endless, and it seems to be strange and evil, but it is all the same, and it is smooth.

Seventy-two piles of earth evil.

His breath was swallowed, his body and bones were fully spread, and under the scorch marks of his skin and flesh, the originally scorched flesh and blood were actually squirming wildly.

Chen Zhuo's heart was shocked, and he felt that every inch of his muscles and flesh seemed to have come to life in the thunder of the sky, slamming left and right, and jumping one after another.

Feeling the changes in his physical body, his eyes suddenly opened, as if he understood something.

No, this day, Raegar is not bringing the miraculous effect of healing his injuries, but tempering his physical body. With that stake to mobilize the muscles, bones, flesh and blood of the body, with the breathing method, so that the thunder energy can travel on the limbs and hundreds of remains, just like those horizontal kung fu, when the rough and shallow, you must have external force to add to the body, thousands of blows, so that it is tempered thousands of times, and this thunder is more profound, with invisible qi, hammer and forge the inside, from the superficial to the subtle.

The physical body is stronger, so the injury recovers faster.

I see, Chen Zhuo's heart is hot, this is already a ...... The road ahead.

The two sides exchanged dozens of moves, and suddenly saw Meng Chixing's eyes condensed sharply, his eyes spit sharp, and slashed towards Chen Zhuo's neck.

"Hah!"

Chen Zhuo also spit out a flying knife and hit the other party's heart.

The fists rose and fell, and each of them was punched in the chest.

The two retreated.

But I saw a thread of blood floating on Chen Zhuo's neck, and Meng Chixing's chest also had an extra blood hole.

It's just that when they retreated, the figures of both sides shifted, flew and pounced again, like a dragon fighting for a tiger, and they all strode wildly, straight up.

This time, they simply abandoned the technique, clenched their fists with each other, and smashed them wildly towards each other's chests, their faces were hideous and fierce, and their qi was extremely tragic.

When both sides have come to this point, they are both great martial arts masters, how can they be willing to fall behind, let alone admit defeat.

What's more, the stronger the thunder is on this day, and if you don't distinguish the winner or loser, you have to die.

"Bang ......"

The two sides only attack but not defend,-for-tat, like two bulls wrestling, as if they want to see who falls first.

The fists and shadows are staggered, the fists are fisted to the flesh, and the flesh and blood are flying.

Chen Zhuo's chest was already blurred with blood, and the splashes of blood stained his pale cheeks and stained his black and white eyes; And Meng Chixing is not much better, his physical body has already reached the point where King Kong is not bad, and he is not afraid of water, fire and sword soldiers, but now he is exposed with white bones, which is shocking.

"Hahahaha...... Looking at the opponents I have met in the past, you are the only one who can fight against me in the flesh, and you are happy!! ”

Chen Zhuo didn't seem to feel the pain, his madness was revealed, he had encountered an enemy over the years, not to mention fighting, even if he was spiritual, few people could break through, just a glance, either his heart was lost, or he had no will to fight, and he fell into an infinite illusion, only this person, let him show his strength and feet, hearty.

There was no winner in his hand, and Meng Chixing did not admit defeat on his lips, "This is also what this sect wants to say to you." ”

The sky was lightning and thunder, and those Mongolian elite soldiers retreated again and again, looking from a distance, only two tall figures stood in the wind and rain of heaven and earth, fighting each other's fists, direct and bloody.

"Boom!"

Until another thunderclap fell.

The eyes of the two of them were sharply condensed, and the strength of the fists was all in unison, and suddenly with a "boom", both sides were covered in smoke and flew out one after another.

Chen Zhuoqiang stabilized his center of gravity, turned over and fell, the murderous intent rose in his eyes, and he was about to make a move, his eyebrows tightened, his face changed slightly, his mouth, nose, eyes and ears were dripping with blood, and he was coughing up blood in his mouth.

Suffered, the thunder is too strong, and the power of the thunder in his body rushes, this disaster, originally for the inner and outer heaven and earth, the air to connect the heaven and the earth, but now the two are yin and yang, like water and fire are incompatible, rushing against each other.

Meng Chixing sensed that he was wrong, and his body spread, his voice was like gold and iron rubbing, and he hissed: "One move determines the victory!" ”

The two of them are now exposed to the wind and rain, soaking wet, with both thunder and fire marks and fist injuries, which is really embarrassing and miserable.

Chen Zhuo's heart trembled, this guy obviously came with the same way of fighting, and he had to be left behind when he died.

Even if he wins now, I am afraid that he will not have the strength to carry the thunderstorm again, and there are those Mongolian elite soldiers who are eyeing him...... The road ahead is hopeless, the road back is dead, and today is not going to be buried here......

It's just that as soon as this thought arises, it was swept away by Chen Zhuo.

His eyes were fierce, his breath was swallowed, his right hand was standing into a knife, and his entire right arm suddenly swelled in a thick circle, and under the crazy wriggling muscles, countless gray thunderbolts spread out, vaporizing the blade and clinging to the hand knife.

Meng Chixing made a decisive move, and the tattered big man was raised, and his body was like a bat soaring into the air, rising horizontally, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded by an earth-shattering edge, and he swept away.

In an instant, the wind and rain broke off, and there seemed to be a thin black line between heaven and earth, cutting off the wind and rain, and it seemed to cut off the heaven and earth, and the mountains and rivers were fleeting.

Wind and rain poured down, thunder and lightning made a big blow.

Fixing their eyes again, the two stood with their backs in the rain.

Meng Chixing's eyes lit up, and he said expressionlessly: "Okay! ”

With that, a blood line appeared on his neck, and his head bounced up in the air.

Also at the same time.

"Boom!"

The thunder fell, and a flying severed arm exploded in the air.

The next chapter may end tomorrow

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