Shang Jingxing and Moroqi roared wildly, and rushed towards each other at the same time.

The hatred of broken horns and the hatred of destroying soldiers completely ignited their anger.

The distance of 100 zhang was nothing, and the two heavy fists collided together, the light of the black armor fist gauntlet flowed, and the dark blue handguard dragon swam.

Rumble!

The ground caved in, and the air waves churned, blowing the surrounding giant trees away, and two crunching sounds came from the arms of the two men.

Stomp ......

Moroch took five steps back, and Shang Jingxing took seven steps back.

"The power of the Nine Dragons. ”

The two of them said in unison, both surprised.

Among the nine towers of heaven and earth, except for the three special tower realms, the remaining six have their own characteristics, and the three realms of immortals, demons and gods are particularly prominent.

Most of the exercises come from the Immortal Pagoda Realm, so those exercises are also suitable for the physique of people in the Immortal Pagoda Realm, and they are relatively easy to cultivate.

The innate powerful supernatural powers of the Protoss can be used from the forging body to the Mahayana, and the power increases with the increase of the divine pattern.

The Demon Tower Realm has a strong physique, even if it is an ordinary body cultivation, it is fifty percent stronger than the body cultivation of other Tower Realms, and among them, people with extraordinary qualifications can reach twice the strength.

And Mo Luoqi is such a person, because of this, even if he is not an extreme physical cultivator, he can still rely on the advantages of the demon race, and the monk Jingxing can fight more and even better.

The two glanced at each other, and their anger and fighting spirit were even stronger.

Boom! Boom!

A small pit appeared on the ground under his feet at the same time, and the figure disappeared in an instant, the sky exploded continuously, and the violent wind and waves blew away all the grass and trees within a mile, forming a huge clearing.

Spiritual Bonus!

Eighteen Dragons!

The power of the Walker!

Thirty-six dragon power!

Forging the body magic skill, the heavenly rank calamity body!

Jiupin black armor, Hualin handguards!

collided again and again, and both of their bodies were cracked to a certain extent, blood flowed sideways, and the fighting spirit was blazing.

After the one hundred and thirty-sixth collision, a dark blue figure flew out upside down, fell into the ground, and smashed a deep hole, even if the gauntlet had the blessing of the Hualin Poison Jiao, it was not a weapon after all, and it was extremely difficult to fight with the Jiupin Black Armor Fist at this time.

Moroki landed, he did not rush to attack, but bent over and gasped violently, and he was embarrassed by blood.

Syllable!

A pair of bloody arms stretched out from the deep hole, Shang Jingxing struggled to crawl out of the hole, his body kept shaking and shaking, as if he would fall down at any time, the clothes on his upper body had already been broken in the battle, and the whole person was like a bloody person, especially the black blood hole in the abdomen, which was particularly dazzling.

He laughed miserably and said, "Ahem, ahem, I deserve to be the Ten Demon Shuai, I have so many adventures, and I still can't compare to you." ”

For the first time, Shang Jingxing was deeply aware of the power of the demon commander, and he seemed to have a lot of useless means, but in fact, it was not that he didn't want to use it, but that he couldn't use it at all.

"Zetu Exorcism" requires a lot of essence blood, after the last use, he has not recovered, if he uses it again, there is only one way to eliminate the way of death, "Shenwu Crime" is a stick technique, without the ninefold Xuanyuan stick can not be used, it takes time for the soul coffin of a hundred soldiers and all kinds of reputations to be launched, and Mo Luoqi will definitely not give him a chance to release.

This is what the powerful physical cultivation makes the Fa cultivation deeply hateful, and Shang Jingxing is also the first time to fight with this level of physical cultivation, and he finally understands this.

Fighting with people like them, unless it is instantaneous, otherwise in close proximity, the fast-paced combat will make people not even have time to use magic weapons or exercises.

"I should be surprised, I didn't expect that there was such a Tianjiao ...... you in the Immortal Pagoda Realm" Mo Luoqi suddenly paused, grinning and said: "No, it's a bit rude to call you Tianjiao, only an ungrown genius will be called Tianjiao, with your strength, you are already a powerhouse without a doubt, if you go further, maybe you can compare to the magic marshals and god generals of the same realm." ”

Shang Jingxing was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that Mo Luo Qi would give himself such an evaluation, unlike the self-comfort of the West Layer Lord, he could see that Mo Luo Qi was completely appreciative from the heart.

'Go further...... his eyes flickered slightly, "Then go further!"

He took a few steps back, stepping through the hole he had just drilled.

Syllable!

The dirt was lined up, and the Hundred Soldiers Soul Pavilion came out of the hole, and the coffin lid was facing Moroch, opening five inches, and through the gap, there was a void that seemed to suck everything into it.

Suddenly, a pair of hands came out of the crack, bloodless and completely white, and the owner of the hand tried to break the lid of the coffin but could not move half a minute.

"Ahhh!!h

A crazy roar came out of the soul coffin, Shang Jingxing snorted coldly, and a dagger flew out of his storage bag, stabbing directly into it through the gap.

Burst!

A sound of entering the flesh sounded, the roar gradually stopped, the heartbeat of "plopping and plopping" appeared, and a power of infancy came out of it.

The corners of Moroqi's eyes jumped, his fists clenched, he immediately stopped treating the injury, and his body moved towards Shang Jingxing, even if he still had many back hands, he was not willing to fight one against two, let alone add a Yuan Infant Period.

Bang!

The lid of the coffin was closed, and the Hundred Soldiers Soul Pavilion floated up, adsorbed behind Shang Jingxing.

He gasped and said with a smile, "Just let him play with you for a while." ”

With that, he immediately disappeared in place, and just as Moroch wanted to chase after him, an unusually thick right arm poked out from behind him, grabbed his head, and then poured it into the ground.

Rumble!

A small crater was blown out of the ground, and only a miserable white figure stood in the pit, and Moroch was already ten feet away.

The miserable white figure pulled his hand out of the pit and looked at Moroch, his empty eyes emotionless.

This person was the assassination who was killed by Shang Jingxing not long ago.

Whoosh!

Eight black lights, three white lights, flew out at the same time, the two collided, the white light only delayed the three black lights, and the remaining five black lights shot straight towards the assassination.

As soon as the assassin's right hand was extended, the already thick right hand grew larger again, blocking in front of him.

Puff puff!

Five times in a row, the right arm was pierced with only a slight obstruction, but this did not stop the assassination in the slightest.

Painless and ruthless, with unlimited spiritual power, this is the state of being assassinated after being "resurrected" by the Hundred Soldiers Soul Pavilion, for him who has been suffering from the lack of spiritual power in front of him, there is no doubt that this is the strongest state at this time.

On the other side, taking advantage of the delay of the assassination, Shang Jingxing came to the Bodhi Cave, quickly pinched the three legal decisions, and entered it.

Xiao Yun and Xiao Demon had been guarding the door, and when they saw him staggering and running in covered in blood, they were shocked and immediately ran up to support him.

"Jingxing, are you alright?!"

"Brother, you beat you, I'll take revenge on you!"

Shang Jingxing shook his head and said, "It's okay." ”

Another pinch of the law, and the three of them appeared at the same time by the wooden house by the stream.

"I'm going to heal. ”

With that, he silently pushed the door open and walked into the cabin.

Taking out the futon, he sat down, although the other injuries on his body had been healed, but the bloody hole in his abdomen was eroding the entire body, and the sharp pain from the depths of his soul stimulated his nerves all the time, until now he finally couldn't hold on.

"It's really arrogant......"

His smile was a little bitter, since his cultivation, although he has not tasted defeat, but it is true that he has never been defeated by a person in the same realm, and today's battle is like a slap in the face, knocking him awake.

In the first layer, he was indeed invincible, and even the layer master couldn't kill him, but how many more layers would he go up to?

Now that Mo Luo Qi has not exerted all his strength, he has let him taste defeat for the first time, with such strength, what can he use to fight against the fifth-layer Demon Transformation Sect?