"Song of righteousness - sigh and suffer every day!"

Chongming's eyes erupted fire, but instead of looking at the Son of Darkness, he looked up at the sky above the Son of Darkness, as if he wanted to look into the clouds in the sky, he stepped out step by step, the expression on his face was compassionate and compassionate, and together with the infinite anger, it turned into a strong feeling of war. Every time he took a step forward, there was a deep pit on the ground, and the momentum of Chongming Speed was rising sharply, and the tragic momentum of no turning back was like thousands of troops pressing towards the Son of Darkness in waves.

"Tut, don't you have to be so excited, isn't it just a dead person? Look at you, the strongest person in the dignified continent is excited like this, what it looks like. ”

The Son of Darkness smiled softly, as if it didn't matter, he was talking in his mouth, but the feelings in his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if he had no feelings, and seemed to enter the silent realm of the well water, which was the opposite of Chongming's strong feelings. He held a pestle in his left hand, and his right finger, which was as white as a woman, gently pulled an orchid finger, and his movements were softer than that of a woman: "Dark Demon Dafa - Nine Character True Formula, Pro!"

The thumb and index finger of the son of darkness are connected like water, the middle finger is straight, the two tail fingers are half-flexed and pressed against the palm, and the complex changes into the middle finger and index finger forward stab, thumb, The two tail finger rings are solemnly folded in front of the chest, and they change again into five fingers pointing straight to the sky, like the towering mountain peaks that do not move, the Son of Darkness moves quickly, and in an instant, countless fingers phantom fly, like a knot rope to form a dazzling mystical handprint, and finally there is a strange suction, which seems to absorb all the spatial light, so that the Dark Child's fingers are surrounded by darkness, and only the shadows driven by the fingers are floating.

When he stepped to the tenth step, Chongming speed's momentum rose to the peak, his whole body suddenly brightened with golden light, and the air around his body seemed to be covered with a layer of water vapor, uncertain, making his body look all covered by golden light, blurred, that was the speed of Chongming speed reached extreme speed, disturbing the performance of the atmospheric space, "Huh", Chongming speed's fist was like a meteor cutting through the sky, and the fist of Zhigang Zhiyang with a rumbling sonic boom flashed directly to the face of the son of darkness.

"What an impulsive reckless man! The Dark Child smiled softly, but the cold laughter only gave people a strange feeling. The black light in his left hand grew in vain, and all the black light was absorbed onto his handprint, and a huge halberd-like handprint phantom like a door panel slapped towards Chongming Su, just like the palm of the Son of Darkness was dozens of times larger in the blink of an eye, and the wind was awe-inspiring, and the dark light in it seemed to engulf the person completely.

"Break!" Chong Mingsu's fist with unparalleled momentum, after touching the big mudra of the son of darkness, it suddenly erupted like a volcano, the golden light was sheng, and a round of bright irregular circles of light bloomed on the surface of the big mudra like fireworks, and in an instant, no matter the momentum or the size, it overshadowed the big handprint of the son of darkness.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, the energy flow fluctuated rapidly, the sand flew away from the rocks, and a large pit three feet deep appeared on the ground, and the golden light buried the big mudra, and rolled away with a sharp turbulence. But after seeing the big handprint, the shadow flashed, and a sharp pestle whistled, piercing at the center of Chongmingsu's fist.

Chongming Su's fist was dazzling with golden light, as if it had a metallic luster, and it was actually a pure flesh fist that collided with the Dark Horror Pestle. "Dang!", there was a sharp thud, and both of them retreated, Chongming Su's fist unharmed. The Son of Darkness smiled expressionlessly, and suddenly disappeared, and dozens of phantoms appeared around Chongming Speed, wielding thousands of Dark Horror Pestles to attack Chongming Speed.

Chongming stood calmly, the son of darkness is famous for his speed, it is absolutely irrational to fight with him for speed, he can only brake with static, and drop ten times with one force.

"Dangdang......", in an instant, the son of darkness has been in front of him, behind him, on his side, under his ribs, on the top of his head, on his shoulders, on the front, ****, on his knees, and under his feet...... Towards Chongming, he quickly attacked thousands of moves, the dark frightening pestle is like millions of fluttering butterflies through flowers, and like a poisonous snake hidden in the grass, ten virtual and one real, virtual and real, weird and inexplicable, specifically attacking from an unimaginable angle, penetrating, has reached the extreme of 'technique'.

But Chongming Su slowly closed his eyes, "Song of Righteousness - Heaven and Earth Net!" only captured the movements of the Son of Darkness with that trace of mystery, and the water of the fist dance was impassable, and the last strike came first, blocking the attack of the Son of Darkness every time. His fist seemed to be coated with a layer of gold paint, and when it collided with the Dark Fright, it made a crisp sound of metal clashes, and it could smash the Dark Frightening Pestle of the Children of Darkness unharmed.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, the Dark Child suddenly flew out hundreds of meters, "Dark Demon Dafa - Demon Dao Yizhang!" His pupils suddenly became white, only two pentagonal black halos rotated like a big windmill, and suddenly, a pentagonal black aura appeared under the feet of the son of darkness, Dao Dao Guanghua rushed up from the land, surrounding the son of darkness inside, and the son of darkness suddenly threw the dark frightening pestle hard, only to see the dark frightening pestle spinning, and it turned out to be like a pentagonal black halo, and suddenly it was close to Chongming Su's body, and the sharp pestle tip wanted to leave a scar on Chongming Su's body.

"Bang", Chongming quickly flew the Dark Frightening Pestle with his hand, but after the Dark Frightening Pestle flew around once, it flew back again, and the speed was even faster than the last time, in an instant, the Dark Frightening Pestle flew around Chongming for eight thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine circles, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Gradually, Chongming's heaven and earth net also seemed to be unable to hold on.

Chongming quickly saw the state and shouted: "Righteous Qi Song - when will you see the blue sky!" Chongming suddenly stood still, his hands were folded, and then the energy in his body exploded like a torrent, venting out without reservation, and the golden light spread in all directions, suddenly disrupting the flight trajectory of the Dark Frightening Pestle, and flew out crookedly.

The Son of Darkness beckoned, the Dark Frightening Pestle flew back into his hand, and with a slight shock, the sharp pestle spun up rapidly, and in the shrill whistling, the Son of Darkness smiled, held the handle of the pestle with his big finger, and put three fingers on the tip of the Pestle of the Dark Frightening Pestle, raised his index finger, and suddenly shouted: "Dark Demon Dafa - the devil is born from the heart, hey!"

The two palms of the son of darkness are crossed, together against the pestle of the dark fright, the pentagonal dark aura in the two pupils rotates like a big windmill, through the pentagonal dark aura in his eyes, it seems that some kind of energy is injected into the dark frightening pestle, the dark fright pestle flickered weirdly, the dark fog is everywhere, the sky is dark, the soul is chirping for life, the ghost crying god howls in the son of darkness behind a statue of a fierce god with three eyes and six arms, naked and angry, the whole body is bronze, ten meters high, lifelike, and the fierce aura is overflowing.

The Son of Darkness, the Dark Horror Pestle, the Angry Fierce Statue, the three seem to form an unbreakable one, the momentum of the Son of Darkness rises straight up, straight into the sky, and there is even a dark whirlpool in the dark clouds in the sky above his head, the energy in the whirlpool echoes with the Son of Darkness, and a black pillar of light falls from the sky, enveloping the Son of Darkness, adding to the momentum.

The face of the son of darkness was dark and abnormal at this time, no different from the fierce god, he smiled fiercely, the thumb and middle finger of his right hand were tightly clasped with the dark frightening pestle, and his left hand was tucked together in front of his chest, and then he held the dark frightening pestle, as if he slowly sent out a demon removal seal towards Chongming. When he made these movements, the fierce god behind him made exactly the same movements as him, as if the fierce god and the Dark Child had joined forces to send a handprint towards Chongming.

Chongming's heart sank, the movement of the son of darkness seemed to be slow and fast, the space seemed to be stagnant, except for the handprint of the son of darkness, everything did not move, in the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth cracked, and the force that could not be resisted at all was already approaching, at this time it was too late to change his moves, he could only rise up to twelve successes, and shouted: "Song of righteousness - the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life!"

Chongming's swift and fierce fist power changed suddenly, divided into twelve layers of continuous strength, and although weak, but resolute, it faced the earth-shattering handprint of the Son of Darkness.

"Boom, boom, boom ......", Chongming's fist strength is like the big waves of the Yangtze River, surging upward, and every time he encounters the handprint of the son of darkness, he takes a step back, and at the same time resists a point of seemingly endless strength. However, the strength of the Dark Child's blow was unimaginable, after the strength of the twelve punches, "Bang", Chongming quickly snorted, his body was hit by a strong force, and he fell backwards in a straight line, "Bang", fell out of a thousand meters and then crashed into the soil, the depth was invisible, leaving a human-shaped hole on the surface.

The Son of Darkness flashed silently, appeared on the edge of the pit, with a joyless expression on his face, and made a handprint holding the hand of the Dark Frightening Pestle: "Dark Demon Dafa - Nine-Character True Formula, Seal!" The Son of Darkness bowed down and squatted slightly, and the Dark Frightening Pestle was gently inserted into the soil, and suddenly the black light meandered out along the pestle's body, like a black snake scurrying on the surface of the surrounding ten meters, and it was constantly rushing to the ground.

Suddenly, "Song of Righteousness - Light is not bad!" There was a loud bang in the depths of the ground, like a thunderbolt, and the ground within a radius of 100 meters suddenly shook, like a volcano buried deep in the ground roaring, and the surface of the ground faintly revealed golden light.

With a rumbling sound, a pillar of golden light suddenly erupted from the depths of the earth, touching the seal of the Darkchild. "Boom!" In the deafening explosion, not only did it cancel out the seal of the Son of Darkness, but it also rose to the sky with residual momentum, forming a pillar of golden body light that connected the sky and the ground.

The Son of Darkness flashed, silently retreated thousands of meters away, looking at the large crater that had exploded out of a hundred meters wide, where the golden light was overflowing, Chongming quickly rose from the center of the pit, the strong golden light on his body made him look like a small sun, behind him, a statue of King Kong with three heads and six arms, and twelve wings on its back was floating, with an expression of joy, sorrow, and anger, holding a sword, a stick, a halberd, a silk, a bell, and a bottle. This King Kong is three feet tall, wears a phoenix crown, is barefoot, and the treasure is solemn. The righteousness and compassion of the people are just the opposite of the fierce gods of the children of darkness.