Two figures were rolling in the sky, wrestling.

Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, when fast, without a trace, when slow, as if still, fists and feet are indescribably free and easy, but there is no trace of beauty.

The sky and the ground are tumbling at will, this moment they are still intersecting their fists on the black soil, and the next moment they are already fighting with their legs at a height of thousands of feet, the ground is shaking, and the fluctuations of the hands extend to tens of thousands of miles, and even a trace of air has been forced out.

The space has long been distorted, and the sunlight shows a strange beauty, like a fairyland on earth, and extraordinary people can go.

One day and one night, the fists were to the flesh, the feet and feet were really hit, the fight was very simple, you punched me, I kicked you, the prodigal son feather's hands floated with a layer of bruises, Jiuying's knees were also extremely swollen, no one was willing to admit defeat, they were all strong.

The surrounding void has reached its limit, the heaven and the earth are all discolored, the four seasons are disordered, the sun and the sky are yin and the stars are competing for brilliance, the rare sun and moon are together, and the stars are dotted with scenery, which is really beautiful and painful.

Until Jiu Ying's punch accidentally hit the face of the prodigal son, and then the prodigal son feather's kick accidentally kicked the lower body of the nine infants.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts to the heart, and the nine babies who are in pain all bend over and give up the punch that the prodigal son feather is coming at him.

The nine babies shot out like a cannon, shot very fast, and flew very quickly, drawing a standard straight line between the upper and lower squares, very fast, very standard.

It's so fast that the prodigal son feather can't catch up, the prodigal son feather kicks very coolly, the fight is very cool, the only unpleasant thing is that the nine babies were shot out too fast, so fast that he couldn't catch up with the nine babies back, the prodigal son feather was already very fast, even Feng Zu admired, it can be seen how fast the nine babies are.

The prodigal son feather hit the sandbag as much as he could, until it was boring and tired, and then he stopped.

Seeing that the white robe woven by thousands of years of silk on his body has become a strip of cloth, the prodigal son Yu is a little distressed, this is given by Concubine Mi, his hands waved to the strip of cloth, a blue light flashed, and it was a brand new white robe.

The Taoist canon is really wonderful, varied, all-encompassing, prodigal Ziyu is very glad that he has learned well, and the technique of 'sewing the heavens and cultivating the earth' with one hand is even more perfect, after a blue light, not only the white robe has been restored to new, the bruises on the hands, the swelling of the knees, and the fatigue of the body has been gone.

It's the unrestrained, dashing prodigal son feather again, with a graceful demeanor. Even heaven and earth can be repaired, not to mention this little thing, although the prodigal son has never repaired heaven and earth, but presumably Hongjun dares to use this name, it is still possible.

Looking at the embarrassed Nine Infant Prodigal Ziyu, he smiled proudly:

"It's good to learn more, especially Hongjun's Taoist classics, which are very practical. ”

Punched the master to death, Jiuying was a little blind, and after a moment of breathing, Jiuying said angrily:

"You're so mean. ”

Although he was afraid of getting rid of the nine infants, the prodigal son did not use much force, but the nine babies were also red and swollen, and none of them were intact, and they were a little angry.

The prodigal son said innocently: "You hit me in the face first, you don't hit people in the face, I have always paid attention to my image." ”

This is true, even if he is wearing rags and rags, he cares about the image very much, he is a chic and smiling prodigal son, no one in the Three Realms knows.

Jiuying said angrily: "I was careless. ”

The prodigal son Yu said: "Then I was also careless." ”

Jiuying said: "You have provoked me, I will take your soul and put it under the fierce water, and I will be attacked by all the ferocity, and I will not relieve my hatred for ten thousand years, hundreds of millions of years." ”

No matter who it is, the lower yin is the most vulnerable, and Jiuying is still a little unstable and angry.

The prodigal son Yu smiled: "You and I have developed feelings, at least I will no longer let my soul fly away." ”

Jiuying said: "I'll see how long you can laugh." ”

The prodigal son feather looked at the nine babies who had grown up in front of him, they were really big, not smaller than the original candle yin, and there were nine heads, but the nine babies had already appeared as prototypes.

The Nine Babies were born at the beginning of the division of heaven and earth, when the aura of heaven and earth was as thick as substance, and I don't know how many powerful spirit beasts and monsters were produced. This nine-life old demon is in the deep mountains and Daze, the vitality of yin and yang is intertwined, and it is born out, it is the body of a hydra, and it is called the nine infants. Every head is a life. Because it is directly produced by heaven and earth, there is no soul and no soul, the body is strong and abnormal, it is close to the immortal body, and there are nine lives, as long as one life is still there, it can be recovered by collecting spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Prodigal Ziyu said: "It seems that the eight heads you were pinched and exploded by the Shennong clan have been repaired well, and you have nine lives, no wonder you dare to run out." ”

Jiuying's voice was as delicate as a baby: "Even if there is only one layer of power left, it will be easy to kill you." ”

Shennong's nine babies were seriously injured, and now although they have recovered their nine lives, their strength has not yet been raised, and now they are only seventy or eighty percent left, and they can only rely on time to slowly recuperate, which is really impossible to achieve overnight.

The prodigal son said lightly: "I also want to try to pinch a few." ”

Jiuying said angrily: "It depends on whether you have such a ability." ”

Under the rage, it has skyrocketed tenfold, and it has reached a height of 100,000 sheets, and the prodigal feather is not even as good as an ant, even a hair is bigger than it.

The body was like standing up to the sky, and a large mouth spewed out endless water and fire power to surround the prodigal feather, and the remaining eight heads slammed towards the prodigal feather.

The prodigal son Yu didn't dare to slack off and said: "Bully me small, do you think you can be big?"

As soon as the words fell, the prodigal son's body was straight, and in an instant, it was no smaller than the nine infants, and the power of water and fire was stretched out.

Jiu Ying exclaimed: "Impossible, how can you know Shennong's method of 'standing on the ground and supporting the sky'." ”

He has seen amazingly, and he has already seen that this is the most authentic technique of standing on the ground and supporting the sky, the exclusive secret technique of the Shennong clan, there is no semicolon, but it is not the coaxing magic of the Daomen, and he has already withdrawn his head in shock.

Standing on the ground to gather the strength of the earth's veins and growing, flesh and blood, Shennong's clan is rampant in the Three Realms, has never encountered an opponent, Daozu Hongjun is probably also coveted for a long time, and actually created the art of the law of heaven and earth, but unfortunately it is a virtual appearance, and it is difficult to have the essence of standing on the ground.

Prodigal Ziyu teased: "It's too deep, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten." ”

Jiu Ying said: "Even so, you are not a Shennong clan, see how many layers of power you can use." ”

Although the tone is still fierce, it is also a little violent.

Prodigal Ziyu said: "Anyway, you can't take my head." ”

The nine babies don't distinguish either, they don't touch the water and fire, this is useless, the nine songs come out together, and they attack the prodigal son.

Nine songs come out together, each of them is tens of thousands of zhang long, the momentum is heavy and the force is violently touched to die, rubbed and injured, the nine songs are staggered, sealing the prodigal son feather up and down, left and right.

The speed of the prodigal son's body method was also unexpected, and he had already grabbed a long neck without moving, and after a loud shout, he waved it left and right, and it was the sound of head bumps for a while.

Jiuying couldn't break free from that big hand even if he tried his best, as if the past was repeating itself, but he was not comparable to the past, he was caught by the head and turned around and bit the prodigal son, and a sharp tooth emitted bursts of cold light that could bite through all the golden body.

The prodigal son feather didn't dare to let it bite, the four fangs on the left and right were so sharp, and they contained highly poisonous, they really wiped it to death, and they hurriedly let go of their bodies and grabbed a long neck again, but this time they were also smart, and they grabbed it directly at seven inches, so that they couldn't bite back.

One of the nine babies said sharply: "I wanted you to die or live today, I originally wanted to use it on the Shennong clan, but I didn't expect you to suffer first." ”

After finishing speaking, the nine songs spewed out poisonous flames in unison, and the turbid currents were intertwined into a pair of water, fire, and poison nets, trying to wrap the prodigal son.

The flame is the most poisonous flame, the nine babies have been refining for many years, and it is difficult to resolve it with the energy of the Shennong clan, and the water is the most filthy turbid water mixed with the fierce breath of the nine babies who have been practicing for many years, which is more essence than the weak water, and the two sides are intertwined, so that people can only be corroded and die.

Since being humiliated by the Shennong clan more than 600 years ago, Jiuying has taken the opportunity to heal for many years to participate in this web of water and fire, and the poisonous and filthy qi attached to it has been turned on by the Shennong clan.

The prodigal son's eyes were shining, with a hint of laughter, and he went directly to the net, regardless of it.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, after eight loud bangs, the nine babies also became one baby, and he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have returned to heaven and earth.

Jiu Ying said in disbelief: "This ...... How is this possible, why are you not afraid. ”

Just when he was still in the air, he was knocked down in an instant, thinking that the victory was in his hands, and the prodigal son was already inevitable, but he didn't expect to be seriously injured under carelessness, and eight of his nine lives had gone.

Prodigal Ziyu sneered: "People are old, their thinking is slow, and they have studied countermeasures for so long, but they have forgotten the foundation of Shennong's family. ”

Jiu Ying said: "No, I won't lose, even the Shennong clan can't escape, how can you fight back." ”

The prodigal son Yu said: "Don't you still understand? Shennongbu is famous for tasting herbs, what kind of elixir and poison in the world he will not know, Shennong's fusion of herbs and creation of this work, the most feared is these poisonous things, you want to deal with this, it's not too stupid." ”

Jiuying's heart was as dead as ashes, and he said blankly: "How could this be, why did I forget, such a simple thing, I can't forget, why." ”

Prodigal Ziyu said: "You are old, so you forgot, you are guilty of heinous crimes, and it is time to pay it back today." ”

Jiuying said: "Even if I only have one life left, who can kill me, if I want to leave, you can't stop me, even the Shennong clan didn't stop me." ”

Prodigal Ziyu sneered: "If it weren't for the Shennong clan's inadvertent intention to ask for your old life, how could you be allowed to live for more than 600 years." ”

Jiuying said: "I don't believe it, although you are strong, you are far worse than Shennong's clan, and you can't kill me." After saying that, he turned around and retreated sharply, and flew north in an instant.

A ray of light passed in an instant, and the last song of the Nine Babies had also burst, and the body of 100,000 zhang shrank into 10,000 zhang in an instant, falling down, completely dead, and difficult to recover.

Prodigal Ziyu flew to the corpse of the nine babies and said with a smile: "I'm really dizzy, it seems that today is the day to kill you, and you will actually show the enemy in the future, when the calamity comes, who can escape." ”

Jiuying's ability is extraordinary, if it weren't for his unpreparedness, the prodigal son Yu really couldn't take him, relying on the power of the drug net to get carried away, and was pinched and exploded by the prodigal son Yu.

After all, the prodigal son is not the Shennong clan, but he really doesn't have the ability to lower the ten guilds. After all, Jiuying is an ancient power, and if it weren't for his own death, he might not have lost.

But if there is no if, the prodigal son Yu also has some sadness in his heart, what can he do in the world, if he loses his courage, he is not far from death, and Feng Zu is the same, but unfortunately he has been awakened by the prodigal son.

From the moment he wanted to become a god, he was doomed to today's defeat and his fate.

The prodigal son Yu sneered at the sky, and he was a little happy in his heart.