The deafening explosion of "boom boom" was heard in the endless starry sky. The entire galaxy was covered with white light, and the people who were stabbing couldn't open their eyes, burning and hurting.

The faces of the monks under the ring were pale, this power was too great, right?

Zheng Zheng was shaken by the churning of his qi and blood, and the Yuan Shen was displaced.

Damn, it's so tough.

He forcibly suppressed a mouthful of reverse blood, his eyes were firmly fixed on the silver light that was getting closer and closer, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

"Sky splitting. ”

The Sword of Love flew back to the top of his head and circled around, turning into a three-legged golden crow again. This time is different from before, this golden crow is three hundred zhang long, and its whole body is burning with rolling real fire, and as the flames flow, countless smaller golden crows are formed outside the body, and finally like an unmanned strong fighter plane, holding the explosives all over the body, and going straight to the light of the stars.

Explosions rang out one after another.

The three-legged golden crow is like an inexhaustible immortal bird, and like a divine beast that never stops laying eggs, it continuously creates small golden crows and carries out uninterrupted, non-stop bombardment.

This Heaven Splitting Style is the third form of the Love Sword.

Zheng Zheng has realized it since he reached the Jindan stage, but there are too many magic weapons in his hand, and he has no chance to use them at all. This move is extremely strong and fierce, as long as the true element in the body is inexhaustible, the three-legged golden crow will continue to transform until the other party is killed.

Therefore, the higher the cultivation of the sword-wielder, the greater the power it will exert itself. Because in the Sword of Love, there is the son of the real ancient demon emperor: the three-legged golden crow demon soul.

Since the fall of the great god Pangu, the Great Dao has descended immeasurable merits to open the heavens. The true fire of the sun fused with the merit of opening the heavens, and successively turned into two three-legged golden crows, which were born. The first fierce and violent, exuding domineering Jin Wu Dijun, has the Innate Spirit Treasure River Tuluo Book in his arms. The second emperor is noble, with one of the innate treasures, the Chaos Bell, and turned into the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

The leader of the ancient demon clan, the ruler of the Heavenly Court of the Flood Desolation, and the first Emperor of Heaven is the Demon Emperor Jun. He had ten sons under him, all of whom were of the Golden Crow. They live in OOCL, perched beneath the branches of Fuso, and take turns shining on the earth. But then the east rose on the 10th, causing disaster to the people, and the river dried up and the soil was torn for thousands of miles. Hou Dawu Hou Yi shot angrily and shot down for nine days. Only the last golden crow remains, the sun rises in the east and the night sets in the west.

And in the ancient flood years, no matter which big demon made a move, he could turn over the mountains and seas, move mountains and take mountains, and just a magical power, where is what the monks can resist now.

Zheng Zheng's strength is insufficient, and he can't give full play to the full strength of the ancient demon spirit, and the gap is more than 108,000 miles, otherwise the power of a sword will be thousands of miles away, and the rivers and lakes will be exhausted.

"Ahh......h

The golden light and the silver light slammed together again.

"Boom" and another explosion like Mars hitting the earth, as far as the eye can see, it is all dazzling white light, and all the hot air waves are churning.

The sun was full of darkness, and the starry sky exploded in a row, finally blowing up the starry morning shock wave. Zheng Zheng has certainly consumed some true yuan dramas, but Mu Yuan is also not much better.

A slight sound of "click" was particularly dazzling in the short silence after the storm, and then the starry sky in the ring dimmed, and finally disappeared without a trace, a total of twenty-eight black and white chess pieces appeared from the void, and fell down, making a crisp sound, not only the aura on it was completely lost, but several of them also appeared slight cracks.

"Wow. Mu Yuan opened his mouth and spit out a bloody arrow, and his face instantly turned extremely pale. He pointed at Zheng Zheng with one hand, and his eyes were full of disbelief expressions.

Zheng Zheng stood there proudly, his hands behind his back, and his eyes showed the eyes of a victor looking at all beings.

The immortal cultivators under the ring were in an uproar, and their eyes were full of worship when they looked at Zheng Zheng.

The seventh layer of Jindan, the challenge of the eighth layer of Jindan was successful, and it was so neat.

Zheng Zheng looks extremely sassy on the outside, but in fact, his Yuan Shen True Yuan consumes a lot. If you are a careful person, you will definitely be able to see that his palms are hidden in the sleeves behind his back, and they are still trembling slightly. If he hadn't tried his best to suppress the churning qi and blood, maybe he would have spurted blood out like Mu Yuan.

The two stood silently facing each other.

After several changes in Mu Yuan's eyes, he finally showed a bitter smile and said, "I lost." But I didn't lose to you, but to your sword. ”

Hard mouth!

Don't you know that magic weapons are also one of the symbols of strength?

Zheng Zheng was disdainful in his heart, but fortunately, after these time buffers, the mouthful of blood was swallowed alive. Then he was very chic, so he made a gesture and said: "Accept, accept." ”

Mu Yuan retreated gloomily, and the applause below the ring was thunderous. Especially the immortal cultivators who belonged to the imperial capital were even more joyful, and they greatly vented the evil anger in their hearts.

Zheng Zhenghu glanced around, confined to the heights, and a heroic feeling rose in his heart, and he couldn't help but say refreshingly: "Which other Taoist friend wants to come up and have a discussion." ”

All eyes on the patrol.

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Look." ”

Immediately after, a dull voice rang out from another ring.

It's finally begun.

Zheng Zheng looked up, just in time to see the dark moon escape from the void, turning into a dark ghost-like light, and slamming into the opponent.

"Haha, can you finally not help it?" The golden snake spirit whip rolled in the air, and countless spirit runes surrounded the whole body, instantly forming a golden storm, enveloping themselves in it, and preventing a drop of water from being revealed.

"Die. Cultivating for a cruel laugh, the golden storm swam like a golden dragon, straight to the direction where the dark moon bullet disappeared, and a series of eighteen whip storms, forming eighteen air vortices, directly intercepting the void retreat.

"Dangerous. The monk's heart tightened, and his hands couldn't help but wring a cold sweat.

Countless black petals floated in the air, scattered in all directions.

This petal is very weird, jumping back and forth in space, like being swept up by a golden storm, strangled by golden light, it can also resist for a while, and after eating away at the mana, it turns into nothingness.

"Not necessarily. ”

With a cold sound, the petals flew and gathered towards a certain point in the void, and then I saw at least a hundred dark moon figures, spreading out in four directions, each with exactly the same true element fluctuations, and it was impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

History.

Zheng Zheng couldn't help but praise, although this doppelganger incarnation, although it has no attack power, it has enough confusing power. If you really want to practice to the fullest, you can't be an ontological clone.

"Insect carving skills. A trace of disdain flashed in the monk's eyes, and the snake-shaped golden whip was thrown into the air, and immediately turned into a hundred-zhang golden dragon snake, and with a swing of his body, ten thousand rays of light shone brightly, and all the dark moon figures melted in the air, and finally turned into petals and fell again.

No, there was another figure almost touching the ground, like a floating light flashing, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of the monk again.

PS: There's one more chapter later.