A loud crash, accompanied by a strong destructive force, made the entire dungeon shake.

In the smoke and dust, the two figures stood still.

Yan Ruosong's eyes were dull, looking at his hands, the fingers that were already mutilated, and now only the bare palms remained. Blood kept pouring out, and he didn't realize it, and even the black mist on his body gradually dissipated.

The Xinghang Sword in Ruan Ruan's hand was on the ground, supporting his heavy body without falling.

There was a bloodshot streak from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were brighter.

The meridians in his body have been broken, and the collision just now also made him suffer.

However, on the surface, the other party was not injured less than himself.

The Jindan Great Perfection is nothing more than that.

For the first time, he was confident in his own strength.

The power of the three-color golden pill is indeed beyond everyone's imagination.

In the middle of Jindan, we will strive for the great consummation of Jindan.

The gap between the two realms is comparable in quality.

Ruan Ruan couldn't help but look forward to the complete state of his comprehension of the Five Elements Dao.

All along, he has used his own strategy to fight his opponents, even in Soul Eater City, he has not let go of his hands and feet.

In the melee among thousands of people, only he is at ease. However, those who are much lower than themselves have no understanding of him. The water is too shallow for the fish to swim up naturally.

The battle against Yan Ruosong, who was extremely powerful, gave him a new understanding.

Like a sword that has been sharpened for many years, after a thousand tempers, it finally shines brightly.

This battle is bound to move the world.

Nothing is invincible, even if the opponent looks incomparably stronger.

My heart is incomparably strong, and my ambition is incomparably ambitious.

I will use the sword in my hand to sweep away the ghosts.

I want the mountains and rivers to be shrouded by the shadow of the devil again, and I want the heavens and the earth to be pure.

As the belief in his heart became stronger and stronger, a realization arose.

If the heart is big, then the heaven and the earth are big. If the heart is strong, the road is wide.

His state of mind has finally been elevated to the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and he only had some understanding before, but now he has truly stepped in.

The elements around him all became clearer in his eyes.

He constantly felt two elements that he had not yet mastered, one was fire and the other was wood.

Fire represents passion, blazing, and can burn everything.

Wood represents vitality, vitality and nourishes all things.

He had only been in contact with these two elements before, but he didn't have a deep understanding of them. At this time, the mood broke through, and slowly some preliminary outlines emerged in my mind, and I was only a little bit close to grasping it.

Yan Ruosong was a little dazed by Ruan Ruan's blow, and he saw the young man in front of him, like a mountain shrouded in mist.

This guy is damnable.

His current realm is obviously lower than himself, and if he grows up, who can control him.

Unless it's the top guard around the demon lord, it can match it.

The man must die.

Including all the people here are going to die.

His fighting spirit gradually burned, and the black mist on his body slowly condensed.

You can't underestimate your opponent anymore, even if it's a lion fighting a rabbit, you have to do your best.

His hands could no longer clench into fists.

This is the boy who has ruined my hand, and I will use his blood to feed the wrath of my heart.

Just as he was about to pounce on the opponent in front of him.

The practice of Wutong has been brewed, and this blow represents the supreme glory of Buddhism, with the will of all Buddhas, just to defeat the demon in front of him.

"Golden Light Rotation Light Sword Slash!"

Wutong's true qi was running to the extreme, and the golden pill in his body had swelled to the peak, and with the continuous roar of his golden true qi, he finally used the strongest blow of his life's strength.

Yan Ruosong felt danger coming behind him.

He turned around and saw a huge golden lightsaber in front of him, dazzling. It is like the scythe of death, slicing through the air with a magnificent tail of light.

Oh no, this old guy still has such a trick.

Yan Ruosong saw the huge golden lightsaber coming towards him, and he also continued to condense his black mist.

"Nether Poison Dragon Diamond!"

A jet-black dragon collided with a giant lightsaber.

The golden lightsaber was entwined by the black dragon, and a blazing mist rose up.

The black dragon formed by the black mist opened its mouth and bit the blade, and the lightsaber was corroded by the black mist, and the light slowly dissipated.

The black dragon kept rolling, more and more mist engulfing the lightsaber, and Wutong's strongest blow was not able to exert its due power.

Wutong covered his chest with his hands, this supreme practice of Buddhism could not even break the magic of evil demons.

Blood spurted from his mouth, and his spirit languished.

Yan Ruosong didn't continue the pursuit, and took the black mist back, after all, this old guy still had some use.

The secret here hasn't been revealed from his mouth yet, and it's obviously better to kill him than to keep him.

Wutong no longer has the strength to fight, and the blow just now is already doing his best for him.

He was now like a dying old man, who looked weak and staggering, ready to fall at any moment.

Yan Ruosong only has Ruan Ruan, a tough opponent in his eyes.

That kid must have been injured a lot just now.

After all, the realm is there, even if he hurts himself, he can't afford his own tricks.

Is the little guy next to him healing him, this battle is getting more and more interesting.

Let's die together.

The black mist in Yan Ruosong's hand condensed into the appearance of a poisonous dragon, although he couldn't continuously perform the same big move as just now, but it was enough to deal with these little guys in front of him.

Zhu Zixin saw the blood on the corner of Ruan Ruan's mouth, and hurriedly used the Wood True Qi to heal him.

The silky green element surrounded Ruan Ruan's body, jumping happily along his meridians. That refreshing moisturizing allowed his broken meridians to heal continuously, making every cell in his body rejoice.

That's how it feels, like a spring breeze.

Yan Ruosong's black dragon had already made a move, although it didn't have the power of devouring the lightsaber just now, but it was not something that flesh and blood could compete with. The black dragon roared and lunged at the two of them.

Zhu Zixin's healing is nearing completion, and he currently uses this method once a day. Unlike casting spells, healing does not deplete one's own combat power, but the level of the realm determines the number of times you can heal you.

The head-to-head confrontation between Ruan Ruan and Yan Ruosong gave everyone hope of victory, even if it was just a little bit, so it was particularly crucial to ensure Ruan Ruan's combat effectiveness.

Zhu Zixin's shot is undoubtedly timely, and this one-time opportunity can only be left to Ruan Ruan.

He was still constantly running his True Qi, guiding the wood elements to repair Ruan's soft meridians. The black dragon had already pounced on the two of them, and his only reaction was to push Ruan Ruan away.

The black dragon roared and slammed into his right side, knocking him into the air.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and the heart-rending cries of Wu Changli and Yuqing faintly came from his ears.

Wutong's eyes were full of tears, and with a wave of his hand, a group of disciples behind him pounced on Yan Ruosong.

There is no chance left, and it is better to fight to the death than to be slaughtered.

There is dignity in the death of those who die.

This demon, he wants to ruin everyone's hope, and we have to delay for a while, if we can't stop it.

Those disciples whose cultivation is not yet at the Jindan stage are like ants to Yan Ruosong.

He just waved his hand, and the black mist enveloped those disciples.

The poisonous black mist caused those disciples to let out a constant wail and roll on the ground.

You can't do anything but make some noise.

He felt a pang of joy in his heart, as long as he solved that kid, the rest of the matter would be much simpler.

Ruan Ruan was still immersed in his own feelings.

As the meridians healed, there was another green line on the golden pill. Although it was only a shallow imprint, it also represented the recognition of the wood elements for him, and the four-color golden pill was finally formed, and the realm was also improved.

The Jindan rotates more dazzling and colorful, and the four blue, golden, and green colors drive the flow of the four true qi in the body, making the Jindan more powerful and condensed.

Is this what it feels like in the late Jindan period?

Ruan Ruan's whole body exuded a proud aura, and the elements of heaven and earth around him were all flying lively, and the heavens and the earth were filled with various colors, which were the colors of the elements.

His spiritual sense has also reached 100 meters. The scene in this dungeon is deeply reflected in my mind, and everyone's expressions, including their breathing, can be felt clearly.

What happened to Zhu Zixin? And those disciples of Fanyin Temple, what happened.

"Idiot!"

He called out to Zhu Zixin.

Zhu Zixin couldn't answer anymore, lying motionless on the ground, half of his body was soaked in blood.