After another three or three nights, both of them (shēn) were wounded!

Between the grounds, there is also the smell of bloody (yīn) owls!

At this moment, the quicksand corpse demon has fallen into an irrepressible rage and madness!

Zhan Mufeng was also sweating profusely, the whole (shēn) was red, and the fighting spirit had burned to the highest peak.

It's clearly two strange people who have no brains and only one (shēn) brute strength fighting each other.

Even, there were a few spiritual senses of the powerhouses of the Spirit Emperor Realm passing by, and when they saw this (qíng) scene, they all avoided it one after another, for fear of provoking these two stunned people who didn't know the height of the height!

It's just that no one noticed that when Zhan Mufeng and the quicksand corpse demon were fighting each other, in Zhan Mufeng's body, the Abyss Purification Spring had quietly operated, constantly transforming the quicksand corpse demon's attack over the Yangtze River into a steady stream of pure energy, continuously replenishing the (shēn) body essence consumed by Zhan Mufeng.

In the body of Zhan Mu Feng (shēn), within the particles of the two pit cells, the spiritual power reserves as deep as the sea are speeding up, storing, and transporting, and there is no sign of fatigue at all!

Finally, by the time the high-intensity battle reached the ninth, the millions of steps of earth spiritual power around Zhan Mufeng and the Quicksand Corpse Demon had been consumed.

The battle that follows is more of a contest between the two sides between Zhan Mufeng and the quicksand corpse demon (shēn)!

"Damn ants, now that the spiritual power of the earth has been exhausted, see how long you can hold on!"

The Quicksand Corpse Demon was far better than the twofold cultivation of the Spirit Emperor Realm of Zhan Mu Feng (shēn), and it was only because of the external force that Zhan Mu Feng relied on to support him before he barely resisted his attack.

Now, with the help of external forces, the pure competition is self-(shēn) heritage, and the quicksand corpse demon is confident that he will be able to completely show the pastoral style!

However, the quicksand corpse demon never expected that he had miscalculated again!

A stick of incense time has passed, and half a effort has passed!

Zhan Mufeng is still as tenacious as ever!

And the quicksand corpse demon energy actually began to appear as if it was not continuous!

Even, in the never-ending battle of life, Zhan Mufeng became more and more courageous, and the strength and domineering of his spiritual power were far from being comparable to the first!

In the eyes of the quicksand corpse demon, it finally changed from anger at the beginning to doubt, then from doubt to surprise, and then from surprise to fear, until now there is an irrepressible fear from the heart!

Zhan Mufeng's combat power is so strong that it is like a pervert, which makes the quicksand corpse demon feel cowardly in his heart that he doesn't want to fight anymore for a moment!

"This young man, this king still has important business! Let this king go! This king promises you that he will never trouble you from now on!" The quicksand corpse demon said in a tone that was almost pleading.

The title of Zhan Mufeng has changed from "damn ant" to "this young man".

"Oh, it's a word!" Zhan Mufeng smiled slightly.

The punch that had been punched was powerful and cracked, but it was easily taken back by Zhan Mufeng.

"Self-nature counts!" said the quicksand corpse demon's hollow eye sockets were sunken, and he gasped for breath while palpitating.

"Okay, it's a deal, let's go!" Zhan Mufeng shrugged his shoulders pretending to be useless, and the sun was setting, his face was tired, and he seemed to be infinitely tired and sleepy.

At this moment, under the oblique light of the setting sun, Zhan Mu Fengquan (shēn) was stained with blood, as if a peerless killing god had just stopped killing, without a trace of procrastination.

It's just that it seems that the victory is in hand, and the face of indifferent Zhan Mufeng still has some slight and imperceptible shaking on his body.

However, with a slight shake, Zhan Mu Feng Zhuan (shēn) was about to leave.

But it was this barely imperceptible shaking that made the corners of the quicksand corpse demon's mouth reveal the last evil smile!

"Die to the ants!"

At the very moment of the shēn, the quicksand corpse demon unleashed his most ferocious, and surviving—oh no, last attack on this world since his resurrection!

But at the moment when the quicksand corpse demon attacked, the quicksand corpse demon regretted it!

"Oops, it's a trap, damn it..."

It's a pity that it's too late to regret it!

Zhan Mufeng never gave the quicksand corpse demon a chance to regret it at all!

The quicksand corpse demon felt an aura that was enough to destroy the earth!

It was an aura of terror that made him tremble with fear beyond measure!

It was a breath of death that made him so desperate from the bottom of his heart that he couldn't raise the slightest will to resist!

That was the supreme grandeur of the god-level spiritual power exercises from the Supreme God Realm!

Boom - stab -

The sound is not loud, even a little dull!

"Ah-impossible-this king is not reconciled-ah..."

After the terrible scream, the quicksand corpse demon was directly pierced by the arrow of the Great Thunder God of Destruction, and he was dying.

Between the earth, there was peace again.

A huge spirit core, quietly suspended in the night sky in the gust (yīn) wind of the Corpse Mountain Range, exuding a breathtaking turquoise magic light!

"You're not a human, you're a god! God of War! God of Plague!"

The quicksand corpse demon was lying there with a dying breath, looking at Zhan Mufeng's eyes, full of fear and disbelief.

At this moment, in the last moment of the quicksand corpse demon, he finally woke up suddenly, the young man in front of him was not a human at all, but a god of war who was extremely smart and powerful enough to be called terrifying and perverted, or, the god of pits!

To the opponent, it is no different from - the plague god!

This young man is not only a miraculous cultivator, but also seems to be able to directly see through the opponent's mental activities, and seems to be able to calculate the opponent's next and next two moves.

Then, according to the opponent's moves, set the trap in advance, dig the pit, and lay out the game.

As a result, the seemingly exquisite number of paths of the opponent's every step was actually just falling into the pit in turn according to the layout of this young man.

With the god of war in front of you, or, the god of the pit, you can't be too happy if you win - there must be a bigger pit waiting for you later; don't be convinced if you lose, this pit may not have used the real strength to dig a pit!

Or, when the boy appears in front of the enemy and prepares to fight him, the enemy is likely to have fallen into the pit he dug!

This is the god of pits!

Those whose strength is not as good as Zhan Mufeng can only be suppressed by Zhan Mufeng and beaten violently.

Once the strength is stronger than Zhan Mufeng, once it falls into the pit - or, if it falls into the pit, it will also be scattered by the soul of the pit!

This has also created the real prestige of Zhan Mufeng-pit god!

A pit god who can't be beaten or provoked!

This is also the surprisingly unanimous evaluation of Zhan Mufeng by many opponents of Zhan Mufeng later!

The quicksand corpse demon was full of sorrow in his heart, and a thought in his heart roared wildly.

"Heaven, earth, you are so unfair, why let this king meet such a strange opponent, you can't beat it at all..."

The quicksand corpse demon recalled the scene of confronting the young man in front of him twice, and his heart was even more shocked and desperate, as if no matter what he did, he fell into the pit dug by the young man in front of him!

For the first time, the strength of the quicksand corpse demon was completely crushing Zhan Mufeng, but it was a simple battle that seemed to trample an ant to death, and the quicksand corpse demon who fought had doubts about his strength.

This time, the quicksand corpse demon cultivation is still far superior to Zhan Mufeng, but it still ends up in a tragic situation of defeat (shēn) death!

The quicksand corpse demon held back the fear in his heart, retracted his dying breath, looked at the lazy young man in front of him in disbelief, and asked tremblingly, "This king... I have a question, please tell me?"

Zhan Mufeng still looked harmless to humans and animals, and smiled indifferently: "Corpse King, please speak." ”

The quicksand corpse demon smiled bitterly and said, "I feel like you have seen through me. You seem to know what I'm going to do, how I'm going to do it, why?

Zhan Mufeng smiled slightly and said: "Corpse King, because you are stupid! You just want to kill me, but you don't know, I know what I will do after you want to kill me, and then, what should you do, after that, what will I do, what should you do..."

The quicksand corpse demon shook his head and smiled miserably, as if he had exhausted his last breath, as if returning to the light, and said, "Forget it, I don't understand." Last question, what do you call Shaoxia?"

"Show the herding style!"

The quicksand corpse demon actually nodded, and the god (qíng) said solemnly: "Defeated in the hands of Zhan Shaoxia, although this king does not want to admit it, he is indeed convinced." In terms of wisdom, in the entire Nine Separation Continent, except for the Buddha Tu Wulei of the Holy Pearl Academy, it is estimated that no one can match the young man!"

"What?Buddha Wulei?" Zhan Mufeng was taken aback.

"That's right, Fotu Wu Lei is the person with the highest cultivation and wisdom in the entire Jiuli Continent, and the achievements of Fotu Wu Lei (rì) will definitely surpass the Demon Voice, the dean of the Holy Zhu Academy, who is now in the (shēn) Pearl Realm, and the actual ruler of the Jiuli Supreme Dynasty, the Jiuli Great Emperor!"

The quicksand corpse demon Zhengsedao seemed to be extremely determined about this.

"Of course, Zhan Shaoxia's achievements are also unlimited! However, between the two of you, there will be an amazing ultimate battle! This battle will finally determine the ownership of the Dragon Ding that carries the inheritance of the Nine Separation Continents..."

"What ultimate battle? What is the dragon tripod that inherits the inheritance of the Nine Separation Continents?

Zhan Mufeng never expected that this quicksand corpse demon would come out with such unheard of news, this news was too shocking, too shocking, this was not at all like the information that a skeleton lurking in this corpse mountain range could grasp.

It's just that before Zhan Mufeng waited for an answer, the quicksand corpse demon didn't say anything anymore.

Zhan Mufeng was silent.

It's just that what Zhan Mufeng didn't know was that before the quicksand corpse demon died, he was learning and selling now, but he also dug a big pit for him to die!

"Ignore him for now, calculate the time, there is not much time left before the duel between my father and the Chen Mansion, I have to meet my father as soon as possible. ”

Zhan Mufeng decided to temporarily eliminate the complicated information of the quicksand corpse demon.

"It's been two months since I got the news from the bearded man, and I still don't know anything about my father's (qíng) situation, how can this be good?"

Zhan Mufeng stretched out his hand (cāo), and a large spiritual energy hand grabbed it in the air, grabbing the spirit core of the Spirit Emperor Realm Fivefold Realm of the Quicksand Corpse Demon in his hand.

Then, the shape of (shēn) moved, centered on the five steps of Zhan Mu Feng Zhou (shēn), and a sharp sledgehammer like a substance went straight down, and the surrounding dirt and hard stones broke open instantly.