With the advent of the black light, calm was restored on the island, and everyone held their breath and waited for the next big battle. [Full text reading. 】***

"Brother Chen, today you and I are fighting, life and death depend on our ability, I don't know if Brother Chen will dare to fight." Zeng Hao carried his hands behind his back, his robe fluttered in the wind, his face smiled, and he talked slowly.

"Brother Hong is talking about that, I have been looking forward to fighting with Brother Hong for ten years, last time Haojie's kid was here, so you and I can't fight with all our strength, let's divide the winner today." Chen Cangjun paused, wiped his lips and said.

Zeng Hao covered his mouth, and the black mist on his body began to churn violently, enveloping him in an instant.

A dragon voice came out, and the Canglong Sword circled, appearing above the black mist around Zeng Hao, and the sword body began to become blurred, one illusion three, three illusion six, and six identical Canglong swords circled around the black fog.

At the same time, a large amount of black mist also emerged from Chen Cangjun's inner body, enveloping the period, and a flying sword with a black body slowly flew out of Chen Cangjun's body, hovering around him.

On the surface, the supernatural powers of the two are very similar, but those who have advanced cultivation can see at a glance that the black fog on the two of them is ghost mist, but it is obvious that Zeng Hao's ghost mist and ghost energy are insufficient, and the ghosts in them are obviously a lot less than Chen Cangjun.

However, what is strange is that whether it is the black mist on Zeng Hao's body or the six flying swords around him, the degree of qi is very high, just like the natal magic weapon, which makes it impossible to tell that the one that fell to the ground is Zeng Hao's natal magic weapon.

"Go." Zeng Hao slowly pointed his hand, and the six-fingered Canglong Sword roared and flew out, one circled, scattered, disappeared into the surrounding void, and disappeared.

At this time, the crowd had long since left the island and scattered around.

"Brother Sima, can you see what kind of sword formation this junior is using? I can't even see it at all, it's too wonderful. An old man with a goatee frowned, and asked another strong-looking old man beside him.

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be Haoxu Lao'er's magical powers." Another sturdy old man shook his head with a wry smile and said.

Zeng Hao used the ** sword formation in the Ten Thousand Laws Returning Yuan Array, this magic power was created by Qing Yunzi, and they naturally couldn't see the history.

Chen Cangjun shouted, the black mist began to churn violently, and a powerful ghost ten zhang away slowly generated from the black mist, and a huge foot slowly stretched out from the black mist, stepped forward, and walked out.

Zeng Hao's face was a little ugly, Chen Cangjun was so powerful, he was trying to find a way to crack it all the way, but the best and most direct way was the golden statue of Ruobo.

It's just that Zeng Hao doesn't dare to use it now, once he uses it, most of his true qi will be sucked away, and he still has the strength to fight again.

Zeng Hao took a step forward with one foot, pinched it with both hands, and the black qi on his body rolled violently again, gathering into a black mist that was seven or eight feet high.

The black mist slowly solidified, and finally condensed into a monster that was seven or eight feet long, looking like Zeng Hao, and this monster was the true body of the demon clan in the Ten Thousand Demons True Body Battle.

As soon as the true body of the demon clan was formed, he let out a roar, and the absolute black in his hand slowly became bigger and longer, until it was eight zhang away, and then it stopped growing larger.

The real body of the demon clan carried the big black spear, and rushed towards the ghost in a big stride, and the ten-zhang high ghost turned over with a big hand, and a big knife appeared, which also met the real body of the demon who rushed forward.

From this moment on, the battle between Zeng Hao and the two officially kicked off.

And the people around were also dumbfounded, especially those monks in the foundation building period, who couldn't help but feel inferior in front of the momentum of the two.

Even a large number of Jindan period monks frowned, and their hearts were drumming, thinking about how much chance they had of winning against the two.

However, all this is just the preparation of the two before the battle, and it does not mean that they have all their magical powers.

Boom, a huge metal collision sound came, and the absolute black in the hands of the demon real body and the big knife in the hand of the powerful ghost collided together, and the two behemoths officially fought together.

I saw that the real body of the demon raised the absolute black spear and swept it fiercely towards the ghost, but the ghost not only did not dodge, but instead raised the big knife and slashed at the real body of the demon.

The demon real body raised his hand and grabbed the slashing broadsword, the absolute black spear was a little harder, and the fierce ghost also raised his hand to grab the stabbing absolute black, and the two behemoths kicked at each other at the same time, and both of them retreated out at the same time.

Although the ghost is much higher than the real body of the demon, it can be the strength of the demon, but the domineering of the black gun, both sides are fighting well, and it is difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Zeng Hao didn't care about the fight between the demon real body and the powerful ghost, and still looked at Chen Cangjun with a smile on his face, he was very confident, even if the real body of the demon clan would be defeated, it would definitely not be this time, as for making the powerful ghost completely lose his combat effectiveness.

And what he has to face is Chen Cangjun's next supernatural power, and the spirit rune of the power of the primordial old monster on his body.

Chen Cangjun's face was expressionless, he raised his hand and pointed lightly, and the jet-black flying sword hovering beside him roared and slashed towards Zeng Hao.

This powerful ghost and magic power is the magic power that the old demon specially passed to Chen Cangjun after learning about Zeng Hao's existence, which is used to deal with the true image of the demon race, Chen Cangjun is naturally very confident in his grandfather the old demon.

In the face of the flying sword, Zeng Hao just raised his eyebrows slightly, slapped the storage bag with one hand, and Haotian Sword let him summon it out.

In terms of sword competition, Zeng Hao was confident that his Haotian Sword was absolutely powerful, and a one-ton flying sword was slashed on top of a flying sword that weighed only a few catties, and there was no doubt about the result.

However, at the same time as Zeng Hao had just summoned the flying sword, Zeng Hao was not right, the black qi on Chen Cangjun's body was getting thicker and thicker, and his momentum was getting higher and higher, as if he was exerting some kind of powerful supernatural power.

Zeng Hao's sixth sense told him that he couldn't let the other party continue to perform, otherwise he would be in danger.

As soon as he thought of this, Zeng Hao didn't dare to be careless anymore, he was still polite to Chen Cangjun, and the Canglong Sword was churning, and it turned into six identical Canglongs, and rushed towards Chen Cangjun with a roar.

Facing the six green dragons ten meters away, Chen Cangjun only frowned slightly, and did not stop the law decision in his hand, and the sound of the spell was even higher.

The black mist on his body rolled even more violently, and more than a dozen green mao zombies slowly walked out of it.

As soon as the green mao zombie walked out of the black fog, it roared like thunder and roared, and then faced the rushing green dragon.

Zeng Hao frowned, and his face became ugly, the green mao zombie was a zombie in the foundation building period, and the cultivation of each one was no worse than his own fifth-order green dragon.

Qinglong blocked two with one low, and he was already down, and it was impossible to have time to stop Chen Cangjun from continuing to cast spells, so it seemed that he could only use other magic weapons to stop the other party.