Swordsmanship!

That kid knows how to swordsmanship?

And his swordsmanship is even more powerful than the double horns of the swordhorn antelope!

Where did the monster come from?

What else would he not have?

Before the light curtain, the green ape's face changed, and he looked at Meng Nan's god-of-war figure, and he faintly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Could it be that kid can really win...... Seventy Wars?

Bai Ling was excited, looking at Meng Nan, who was full of might, as if he saw the hope of winning the gamble, and his charming face was full of energy.

Both of them were staring at the light curtain, but their moods were completely different.

After defeating this wave of sword-horned antelopes, in the next few battles, Meng Nan brazenly rushed into the herd of beasts, and used the simplest and most direct fight to solve it extremely violently.

Soon, Meng Nan advanced a long way forward, and the outline of the oasis in the distance was already clearly visible.

And by this time, he had successfully passed the Seventy Wars!

is seizing the rare opportunity to rest after winning ten consecutive battles, sitting cross-legged on the desert and closing his eyes to breathe, recovering the righteousness in his body.

The green ape in front of the huge light curtain had already become like ashes, and Meng Nan's outstanding performance made him lose the gamble with Bai Ling very easily, although he was a little unwilling, he could only take out the box containing the blue crystal spirit fruit and hand it over to Bai Ling with a painful face.

Bai Ling took the blue crystal spirit fruit, and even through the jade box, she could feel a faint fluctuation of the water system vitality, which made her spirit lift, and her eyes narrowed with satisfaction.

Aquamarine Spirit Fruit, get it!

The green ape gritted his teeth and looked at Meng Nan's figure, a trace of hatred in his eyes.

His trip is completely planted!

Not only were the preparations made for the Dark Demon Temple in advance in vain, but now they had also lost the Blue Crystal Spirit Fruit.

If Meng Nan can't pass the trial in the end, then his trip to the Dark Devil Hall may really be empty-handed.

At this time, the green ape no longer hoped that Meng Nan would be able to break through a hundred battles, and only hoped to see the latter's defeat soon, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Above the desert, it suddenly changed from day to night.

The light of the silver moon fell from the sky, and the earth turned white.

After Meng Nan finished pranayama, his state had already recovered to seventy-seven eighty-eight, and he didn't get up immediately, but took out the corpses of fierce beasts from the spiritual void ring.

He used the rough bone sword, infused with Haoran righteousness, and began to peel the skin and bones of these corpses, refining the spirit runes he needed with the beast bones one by one.

Meng Nan's movements were like flowing water, as if he didn't need to think at all, and one after another palm-sized bone runes were sent by him to the Spirit Void Ring, and after a while, a large number of basic spirit runes were piled up in the Spirit Void Ring.

After a long time, he stopped refining, stood up, and continued to move forward.

Seventy battles!

Meng Nan walked slowly on the soft sand, raised his head, and the moonlight fell on his delicate face, slightly cool.

He didn't know how many battles would await him next.

However, if it was only by doubling the number of fierce beasts to increase the difficulty, then this test would have lost its meaning to him!

With a perfect foundation formation cultivation, he has a large number of basic spirit runes in his hands, if it is only a third-order fierce beast, no matter how many there are, it is just to bring him food.

After dozens of battles in a row, Meng Nan already knew how to fight with the simplest moves and the most labor-saving way.

Compared to before entering the Dark Devil Palace, he not only made a breakthrough in cultivation, but his combat power has improved by leaps and bounds.

Meng Nan looked ahead with burning eyes, a little under his feet, and flew out quickly.

Next, let's fight to the end!

Under the light of the silver moon, Meng Nan once again threw himself into battle.

As expected, the next herd of beasts he encountered had become one hundred and twenty-eight in each wave.

More than a hundred fierce beasts stopped in front of Meng Nan, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and the violent momentum that spread out made people feel suffocated unconsciously.

Meng Nan was not afraid, his mind was full of thoughts, and the boiling battle intent mixed with murderous aura rose to the sky, forming a red cloud like fire above his head, the evil cloud was constantly churning, changing the form of various fierce beasts, and the tyrannical fluctuations swept away, and even faintly suppressed more than a hundred fierce beasts in front of him.

Haoran was spinning, and Meng Nan's eyes were clear.

He raised his hand and stood up, and at some point the trapped killing spirit arrays arranged in all directions rose into the sky, and then, countless combination bone talismans of ice and fire burst open in the midst of the beasts.

The terrible wail of the giant beast resounded through the four fields.

In an instant, the area ahead became a Shura slaughterhouse, a hell on earth.

At this time, Meng Nan seemed to be from hell and death, and with a wave of his hand, he took the lives of countless fierce beasts.

The laws of this desert world also continue the law of suppression of martial arts cultivation in the Spirit Void True Realm.

In the case of suppressing the cultivation and not being able to appear a fourth-order fierce beast, the number is completely no longer challenging for Meng Nan!

It doesn't matter if it's a hundred, two hundred, or even more, the result is the same.

How many come, how many die!

Under the dark night, Meng Nan suddenly began to speed up, starting from the eighty-first battle, every time he encountered a battle, he was full of firepower.

Without any suspense, I fought until the eightieth game!

This time, Meng Nan did not rest, and the endless righteousness in his body could still support him to continue fighting.

In the eighty-first battle, the number of fierce beasts that appeared doubled again, and the number of third-order fierce beasts became two hundred and fifty-six.

Meng Nan sneered, such a result was exactly what he wanted!

He's had enough of staying in this damn world, and at this moment, he just wants to break out quickly and leave the Spiritual Void True Realm.

Kill!

Meng Nan incarnated as Shura and began the bloody killing again.

After dozens of battles, Meng Nan was already numb to this endless killing, and above his head, the violent and ferocious cloud became thicker and thicker, as if the actual murderous aura swept in all directions, and even the air was slightly distorted wherever he passed.

Under the Enlightenment Tree, the two people, Qing Ape and Bai Ling, felt the sky-high evil qi condensed from Meng Nan's body, and they were also shuddering.

It's a devil!

Don't mess with him easily!

This is an idea that involuntarily arises in the hearts of the two.

Meng Nan solved one battle after another devastatingly, and understated his ease of appearance, which made the two completely dumbfounded, and they couldn't understand it even if they wanted to break their heads, how could the battle become simpler and simpler the more they went to the back?

Meng Nan tirelessly rushed forward, and the battle continued.

When the silver moon disappeared and the blazing sun hung overhead again, Meng Nan had already won the 99th battle.

There is only one last battle left!

Meng Nan looked at the oasis that appeared in the line of sight in the distance, and it became clearer and clearer.

Soon!

He has already seen the dawn of victory!