The demon race is cultivated from small to large, with monsters, small demons, big demons, and fierce demons. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

------ Demon cultivation level that has appeared

Mo Li's body was glowing, and the powerful golden light runes were entangled with the terrifying demonic roar, blocking the sharp sword, and the big demon struck a blow, shaking the void.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and it seemed to shake here.

The tip of the sword bent, and it was already shocked, and Fang Zi was shocked back!

"Hey, this guy Fang Zi is actually defeated. ”

"He is an honor student in the academy, and he understands the sword technique, but he was actually shocked back?"

"It's actually a demon cultivator, who can get close to Dade and shake off Fangzi. ”

The brief confrontation aroused the attention of their companions, and they all showed different colors.

Apparently the clashes here attracted crowds of passers-by, who gathered around.

Dade and Fangzi are angry, and they will be on top.

"Stand down!"

"Overlord..."

"Stand down!"

The two of them retreated to the crowd without doing anything.

The man who drank the two of them walked forward with his eyes like torches like flames, which was challenging his majesty.

"You hit my dog, are you provoking me?" he was surrounded by blue rings, the corners of his mouth curled up, with a hint of sneer, indifferent, high-minded, and looking down at Mo Li.

"If the two of them are your dogs, you can think so. Moli responded.

The man lit a cyan flame, his breath was terrifying, and the smile on his face was even stronger, but it was very cold, and he teased: "There is a kind of person who has not survived today, and that kind of person has generally offended me. ”

"Coincidentally, arrogant people are usually killed by me. Moli spoke.

"Hahaha...... If you want to kill me, I'll send you on your way first!" The man laughed, and in an instant, cyan mana erupted. The green rings are intertwined, like a volcanic eruption, and the area is scorched by cyan flames, violently shaking.

Mo Li's body was slender, and the black Carlos brother's vest was wrapped around his body, highlighting the muscle lines, and his eyes were as clear as water, staring at this person and responding with practical actions.

"Seven Wounds Fist!"

In an instant, the Seven Wounds Fist Bully blasted out, and the blood and qi all over his body were like a demon dragon lying down, and the eight or nine Xuangong permeated from his body, as if the demon dragon suppressed the Nine Heavens!

The arrogant man was high up, looked down at Mo Li, and sneered: "In Chaoge City, I am a young generation, and since my debut, I only kill geniuses, and you are the most unworthy one." ”

The words ridiculed Mo Li, which was only enough for him to reluctantly make a move.

"A dog that bites, never barks. "Mo Li compared the other party to a dog, if you want to provoke me, I'm afraid I'm going to be disappointed, he wants to kill people.

The man was bathed in green flames, his sword was not unsheathed, he jumped into the air and stepped down in one step, the speed was extremely fast, bringing up a cyan afterimage, and he was about to crush Moli's skull when he raised his foot.

The Blue Flame Burning Void sounded with an explosion, and with his downward step, the green ring swirled and stirred the Blue Flame like rolling magma, and the momentum in the air was amazing.

Contempt, naked contempt, domineering, domineering. It is necessary to smash the lowly offenders alive and show their supremacy.

Mo Li's pupils shrank, he didn't expect that the scene of stepping on the ghost hand would be repeated today.

"Kill!"

Mo Li drank sharply, and his fist mark was terrifying, blasting towards the sky. The demonic aura was pervasive, the infinite golden light runes were shining in the sky, and the seven wounded fists were wrapped around the demon dragon illusion. All impact men.

The other party dared to be so arrogant and domineering, Mo Li was furious, seven injuries and one blow, he wanted to destroy that foot.

"Boom!"

The two collided, brilliant points of light were everywhere, and the ancient sky was full of runes, densely packed, this was the duel of Taoism and the confrontation of exercises.

I have to admit that the leader of the Tsing Yi crowd, the arrogant man, is very powerful, and the power of one foot is enough to smash the steel and make the ground collapse.

Such a strong blow, stepping down in the air, you can imagine how ferocious, once hit, the body of the big demon will be shattered, and the flesh foam mixed with blood mist will fly out.

The powerful pressure hit Mo Li's nerves, and the demon dragon phantom on the Seven Wounds Fist fought with Qingyan, and he wanted to blast open the Qinghuan and launch a lore.

"Break, break, break!"

The man was high in the air, his foot was burning and glowing, evaporating and deforming at high temperatures, it was a face, covered with cyan symbols, this was the ancient method of expounding the door, constructing the emotions of the gods, and the soles of his feet appeared, as if a god suppressed them.

Madmen have their own proud capital, and they are indeed powerful enough to torture and kill their peers.

Mo Li's eyes are deep, and his fist style remains the same, but Mo Li is blessed with ten percent of his strength, and the Nine Turns Demon Sutra runs at high speed, but he does not use demon power, for fear of being recognized as a demon. The Demon Sutra is mysterious, from two mystical badges that are combined into one, and every blow requires a magic illusion. The demons around the body were roaring, wrapped around the Seven Wounds Fist, bringing up dark energy, and the waves were turbulent.

The big collision between the two, the onlookers could feel the horror and gloom of the fist, and the surrounding space was constantly distorted, and it was about to burst.

"That green flame face, the coercion of the gods, that's the little overlord Chongbai!" someone recognized the arrogant man.

"Since his debut, Xiaobawang has not been defeated and is known as invincible. ”

"You can kill that demon cultivator. ”

While they were talking, there was a loud bang. The terrifying seven-wound fist filled with black gas pierced through that emotion, like a piece of flesh being torn apart, and then burned to ashes, shedding blue teardrops, which made people sad.

This is the ultimate combination of physical strength and magic power in the Great Demon Realm, and the Seven Wounds Fist Seal is like a rainbow, shattering the high sky and hitting the sole of that foot.