"Boom ......"

A huge explosion rang out, and the entire sky suddenly became dark, as if the end had come.

"Haha......"

Fu Qian wiped a trace of bright red blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Yu Cheng on the opposite side and laughed: "Fellow Daoist, you are old, this world is no longer under the control of you old and weak people, only the strong can do whatever they want, what about you if I want to slaughter the Demon Hunting City today?"

Yu Cheng raised his head and glanced at Fu Qian on the other side, as if he had no anger, and said in his mouth: "Fellow Daoist, your murderous aura is too heavy, be careful that the road will not be smooth in the future!"

"Phew—"

"This is something that only you humans can say, as long as I am strong enough, whoever dares to stop me, my life is up to me, and I ......am not up to God."

"Is there really no room for maneuver? Yu Cheng raised his head and said kindly.

Hearing this, Fu Qian glanced at Yu Cheng seriously, and seemed to have a hint of appreciation, but the movements in his hands were not slow.

A pair of huge blood-colored hands struck from Yu Cheng's back and went straight to his vital parts.

Yu Cheng seemed to have expected this hand, and with a slight jump of his body, his figure disappeared in place.

Holding a feather fan in his hand, the color on it was plain and plain, but no one dared to underestimate the power of something in the hands of a god-transforming monk.

I saw Yu Cheng appear on Fu Qian's side in an instant, and as soon as he slashed out, a huge blade went straight to Fu Qian.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Cheng clasped the feather fan in his hand, sprayed a mouthful of blood on it, kept pinching it in his hand, and finally shouted.

"From—"

A noble and gorgeous phoenix suddenly rose, looking at the gloomy Fu Qian below, he roared, and a natural bloodline suppressed aura suddenly attacked, even if he was a god demon, this was unchangeable.

"Hmph......" Seeing this, Fu Qian snorted disdainfully.

It's just a feather, and this is not enough to make him succumb to a great demon like a god, but the little demon below is not so good, the lower the cultivation, the more profound the feeling, and some even tremble.

Seeing this, taking advantage of this opportunity, the counterattack of the human monks entered a wave of climax.

"Humph......"

Fu Qian snorted coldly, he naturally saw the situation below, although these low-level demon beasts had nothing to do with him, but he would not die without help.

Glancing fiercely at the phoenix opposite, a blood-red bat suddenly appeared in front of the phoenix, trying to open its bloody mouth and go straight to the phoenix's neck.

"Ho ......"

The phoenix roared, as if it was a little angry at the attack of the bats, and a pair of sharp claws shone with five-colored light, and the two sides fought in close quarters.

"Old man Yu, you can use any other means! If you drag it out, you won't have a chance!" After that, Fu Qian smiled bloodthirsty.

"Fu Daoyou, I admit that I am not your opponent when I am young, but I am not a vegetarian in Xia, but because of this lifespan, I can't use all my strength. ”

"But you have repeatedly forced each other, only to fight......"

Before the last word was finished, Yu Cheng raised his head and looked at Fu Qian opposite, his eyes were glazed.

Suddenly, the surrounding wind was fierce, and the wind and clouds changed.

At the same time, Yu Cheng was a little lonely, and his helpless voice sounded all around.

"In the next life, it is now more than 1,800 years old, 300-year-old Dan, 800-year-old baby, 1,300-year-old god, and then 500 years of Zhengrong to seek the Tao, but the road is difficult to find, 500 years is only the peak of the middle stage of the god, but the limit is approaching, I want to sit and turn old. Nai, Nai......"

Hearing this, all the monks below stopped their hands one after another, and a god power could only sit and die in the end, so what would happen to these low-level monks?

However, it was only a matter of moments, and some of the monks had already begun to smell some of the others, and their bodies flew towards the edge, intentionally or unintentionally.

Looking at Yu Cheng talking to himself, Fu Qian didn't mean to interrupt his words, Yu Cheng was talking about himself, but why wasn't it the result of every cultivator? Although the lifespan of their demon clan is longer than that of human clans, but the avenue is hard to find!

How many monks in ancient and modern times are chasing the avenue, but how many people have died on the way, hey......

Although Fu Qian sighed a little, he did not completely relax his vigilance, the reason why he didn't do it was because he had absolute confidence in himself, and second, he also wanted to see the results of Yucheng's lifelong cultivation.

Wait, what's the matter......

My monks, what a battle!

Bang......

"Pick up the ......" Yu Cheng raised his head seriously, looked at Fu Qian, who was in his prime opposite, and said majestically.

"Boom-"

With a loud bang, the whole heaven and earth instantly turned and the stars shifted, the sun and moon were dark, and the gusts of wind were raging, and there was nothing else.

"Is this the artistic conception you comprehended? The way of the wind is still too weak!" Fu Qian commented disapprerovingly.

"Humph!"

Yu Cheng snorted coldly, "Just try it and you'll know." ”

"The wind, formless, shadowless, godless. Extinguishing form, extinguishing shadows, extinguishing gods, is called - wind. ”

"Booming ......"

The three gusts of wind came to Fu Qian's not far away in an instant, silently, and went straight to Fu Qian.

Seeing this, Fu Qian's pupils shrank, and every Avatar Cultivator really couldn't be underestimated, and the movements in his hands were not slow, and a ball of blood was constantly agitating.

"Hmph, bloody rain and bloody wind, see if your bloody wind is strong, or my bloody rain is strong......" Fu Qian roared angrily.

Before he could finish speaking, a blood-colored cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and it became bigger and bigger.

"Falling ......"

Blood droplets fell like rain hitting plantains, and the first thing to bear the brunt was to extinguish the form and the shadow.

Not only did they extinguish the form, but they also had spirits such as the extinction of shadows, and they turned into two white tigers, the clouds from the dragon and the wind from the tiger.

The wind that turned into a white tiger opened its mouth and roared, and the rain of blood that was about to fall on it was pushed away by an invisible force.

Seeing this, Fu Qian didn't dare to be careless anymore, and hurriedly acted in a hurry, and the blood rain that had originally fallen suddenly gathered into three blood bats, and his fierce eyes swept around and headed straight towards the white tiger.

Immediately followed by the battle of the six giant beasts, at the same time, the entire sky was also divided into two halves, half of the wind was raging, half of the blood rained, Fu Qian and Yu Cheng were fighting, and Dao Nian was fighting.

The bird that accidentally flew into the realm of the Blood Rain Road instantly turned into a blood-colored bird, like a ball of blood, and then accidentally entered the realm of the Wind Path and turned into a wind bird, with a speed of thousands of miles, and finally quietly left this place, only to change back to the original state with palpitations.

After all, this is no longer an ordinary battle between the two, the second is the collision of the two people's intentions, which cannot be avoided, and a winner must be decided, the winner will go further, and the loser will ......

It's a pity that the old Yucheng has finally fallen behind, looking at Fu Qian who is in his prime opposite, he sighed helplessly, but in a blink of an eye, he recovered, I don't know what he thought, his expression suddenly froze, and burst out with a trace of brilliance that he hadn't bloomed for a long time.

Life can be without, but their beliefs can't be without, taking advantage of the six giant beasts to fight inseparably, Yucheng escaped from his own primordial god, and quietly drilled into the god-destroying white tiger giant beast.

"Aang—"

Three high-pitched sounds, the three white tigers went straight to Fu Qian, with the help of the wind, the speed was extremely fast, and they came to Fu Qian's body in an instant, opening their bloody mouths.

As early as when the white tiger's movements suddenly changed, Fu Qian noticed that something was wrong, and the movements in his hands were not slow.

I saw a blood curtain depicting a huge bat suddenly appear between the two, and then Fu Qian shouted, and turned into a bat that covered the sky and the sun.

Glancing fiercely, he swooped down on the Shape-Destroying Tiger that struck first.

"Hoarse ......" The roars of bats and white tigers resounded in the sky.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

Seeing that the form was destroyed and the shadow was destroyed, Fu Qian didn't think about it, and went straight to the last God Destroying Tiger.

The two giant beasts used the most primitive battle square city, but no matter what, Fu Qian, who was born from the demon beast, was even more powerful, and it didn't take long for the white tiger to be a little unable to support it, but the ferocity in his eyes did not change in the slightest.

"Ang ......"

With a shout, the white tiger possessed by Yu Cheng suddenly went straight to Fu Qian's head, and just as Fu Qian stopped him, the white tiger suddenly turned into an invisible wind and went towards the center of his eyebrows.

"Ahh

After a howl of pain, Fu Qian's expression was hideous, and then he closed his eyes, and his mind was immersed in the sea of knowledge.