[Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry. There was no electricity for a day. The manuscript is in the computer, and I'm worried about whether I can update it today, but fortunately I finally called. In order to prevent accidents, today's update will not be divided into two times, and it will be directly on the 5000 chapters. Please enjoy. PS: It's really inconvenient that it doesn't update automatically. 】

"Hmph! there is no shortage in the next journey, enlighten!"

A cold light flashed in the Demon Dao Monk's eyes, and a black curved blade with a diameter of five feet and a crescent moon appeared in his hand, and the next moment it was thrown out by him. No matter what weirdness Mo Chong had, whether it was a monk in the Yudan period or not, but since he had already appeared here, he couldn't help but make a move.

The crescent-shaped curved blade was the magic weapon of the cultivator of the Dan Period, how fast was it? With Mo Chong's cultivation, he couldn't dodge it at all, so he didn't dodge, just stood quietly in place. The crescent-shaped curved blade arrived in front of Mo Chong in the blink of an eye, only to hear a soft "boom", and the sharp horn of the curved blade had already pierced Mo Chong's chest. Looking at the glittering cold light above, it is really not difficult to pierce a person.

But Mo Chong was not pierced. In fact, when the crescent moon blade stabbed Mo Chong's chest, it immediately stopped, and the position where Mo Chong's chest was stabbed was like the surface of the water where a small pebble was thrown, and there was a circle of ripples, and Mo Chong's whole person was also wrinkled like a ripple, and then slowly calmed down. Suddenly, it was like a being who had transcended this world and became another creature, or demon.

"You...... You...... You're ......!"

Cheng Buque, who was in mid-air, saw this scene, was stunned for a long time, and suddenly moved the crescent-shaped curved blade back, and then broke through the air a little under his feet. The scene in front of him was so weird, too terrifying, too unbelievable, he decided not to care. Whether it's a task, a sect, or a reputation, it's not more important than your own life. If you can cultivate to the stage of contamination, you will naturally not be an impulsive person.

Mo Chong watched Cheng Buqian go away, still staying in place, his eyes flashing. The reason why he didn't stomp just now was that in addition to knowing that he would never be able to dodge, he also had a vague feeling in his heart that he didn't have to stomp. Right now, seeing that Cheng Buquan's attack really didn't hurt him, and he broke through the air, Mo Chong was naturally relieved in his heart. It would be best for the other party to go by himself, he didn't think that with his current strength, he could really deal with a monk in the Yudan period.

'What the hell is this hedrome?'

Mo Chong lowered his head. Just now, when the crescent-shaped curved blade hit, the bright red spar that flew into his body appeared in an instant where the curved blade fell. The main reason why Cheng Buque's attack didn't work was this spar. Mo Chong remembered that he had been beating the golden toad before, but the golden toad was not injured at all, could it have something to do with this spar? It made its body temperature higher, its senses sharper, and it was able to resist external attacks, which was naturally a good thing, but I don't know what its side effects were? What is its harm? It must be harmful, otherwise, why would the golden toad spit it out?

"Click, click. ”

While Mo Chong was thinking about it, a crack suddenly appeared in his body, the bright red spar on his chest, and then the second and third paths...... Mo Chong had a bad premonition in his heart, but before he could think of any countermeasures, the bright red spar in his chest suddenly "banged" softly, burst open, and shattered into powder.

"Bear!"

It was as if a spoonful of hot oil had been poured into the flames. The restlessness in Mo Chong's body, which had already calmed down, suddenly exploded at the moment when the bright red spar burst. He didn't even have a moment to adjust to the change, one moment he was still sober, the next moment it became blurred, and his eyes were only a fiery red.

"Ao-!"

Mo Chong let out a wild roar when he looked up to the sky, and his voice sounded like that of a beast. Then, he half-crouched, clenched his hands into fists, like drums, and smashed one fist at the surface of the lava lake.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Once, suddenly, with a deafening loud bang. Many of the magma lakes in the lava field are connected underground, and when Mo Chong makes a fuss in one of the magma lakes, the magma lakes connected to the magma lake where he is around him are all boiling, and clumps of magma are constantly splashing around.

Cheng Buquan's face changed. The world in front of me was full of splashing magma at this time, as if it was raining magma. He was originally cultivating the Demon Dao Exercises, how could he dare to pass through such an environment? Moreover, he had already estimated that it was Mo Chong behind him who would cast a spell and not let him leave, and if he forcibly crossed it, he might encounter some powerful obstacles again. Therefore, after Cheng Buque's complexion changed several times, he suddenly gritted his teeth and flew back towards the magma lake where Mo Chong was.

Mo Chong had no idea what was going on. At this time, his eyes were red, and he looked like crazy. The eyebrows and hair began to slowly turn fiery red. The magma beneath him rose and fell rhythmically under the blow of his fist, and the waves of magma in circles kept pushing towards the shore, piling up as high as they were, and from a distance, it seemed as if a huge magma flower had bloomed on the ground.

Cheng Buqian saw the situation in front of him, and his complexion changed again. After nearly two hundred years of cultivation, he had never encountered such a strange situation, and he had never seen such a way of facing the enemy. But one thing he knew was that this was a land of magma, and magma was endless. If the other party can manipulate the magma to deal with him, his situation is very unfavorable, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be.

"Hmph, don't forget, I'm also a monk of the Dan Period! Even in this magma land, do you think I'm going to be killed!?"

Cheng Buqian snorted coldly. At this moment, he had already regarded Mo Chong as a monk of the Hidden Cultivation Period. After the words were spoken, Cheng Buqian suddenly grabbed the front of his clothes and pulled it hard. There was only a 'tearing' sound, and his clothes were torn off violently, revealing the skin on his chest. Out of his chest was a snow-white skull. The skull had been embedded so deep that it had sunk into the flesh and grown with his skin. And looking through the hollow eye sockets of the skull, you can even see Cheng Buquan's beating heart.

Seeing the skull and skull on his chest, Cheng Buqian seemed to be a little afraid of himself, but after looking at the ink chong wrapped in the magma flower, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and his left fingernail quickly slashed on his right wrist, and before blood flowed out of his wrist, Cheng Buqian immediately put the hand that was about to spurt blood in front of the skull's mouth.

Cheng Buquan's blood soon spurted out, flowed into the mouth of the skull, and also flowed down the corner of the skull's mouth. And as the blood continued to spurt into the mouth of the skull, the eyes of the skull, which was originally like a dead thing, suddenly emitted a faint green light, and the mouth, which was originally just powerless, began to suck the blood spurted out of Cheng Buque's right hand one by one, and later, the skull skull directly bit Cheng Buque's right wrist and didn't let go.

"That's enough!

Being sucked like this by the skull, Cheng Buqian's face quickly turned pale, and he couldn't help but snort. The skull was quite obedient, and it let go of its mouth shortly after Cheng Buqian let out a shout. At this time, the snow-white skull was covered with a layer of blood, and it looked like a skull that had just been stripped of its flesh.

"Quack, quack, quack!"

The skull skull, which was full of blood, let out a terrible laugh, and then, white bone buds grew on the skull, and the bone buds quickly grew into white bone vines, climbing along Cheng Buquan's body, and soon covered a layer outside his body. By the time the bone vines stopped growing, Cheng Buqian already had an extra layer of bone-like armor outside his body, and this set of armor had sharp bone spurs on his shoulders, fists, and knees, obviously this was a set of battle armor.

"Whew. Burst. ”

A large cloud of magma burst out of nowhere and suddenly hit Cheng Buquan's armor. The red-hot magma, which could have restrained the cold things, suddenly and rapidly dimmed in color when it came into contact with the white bone armor, and soon condensed into pieces of hard rock, 'crackling' and falling down. And the surface of the white bone armor was still snow-white, and it was not damaged at all.

"Hmph, stinky boy, I'm here!"

Equipped with the white bone armor, Cheng Buqian seemed to have regained his confidence, and after a flash of cold light in his eyes, he turned into a white light, and swept towards the ink in the center of the lava lake, and when he passed through the 'petals' formed by the stirred magma, the petals immediately condensed into black stones and fell into the magma lake.

Mo Chong, who was hitting the magma, seemed to sense Cheng Buxian's coming, and immediately stood up. But his reaction was still a little late, as soon as he stood up, Cheng Buqian had already arrived in front of him, only to hear a muffled "bang", and Mo Chong's whole person was beaten diagonally and flew out.

"Whoosh!"

Cheng Buqian was as fast as lightning, and he rushed to the back of Mo Chong who flew out, and with another "bang" uppercut, Mo Chong flew up, flashed to the top of Mo Chong's head again, and smashed him down with one punch. Demon Dao monks generally have the ability to temporarily increase their own attack power, and Cheng Buquan, as a Jiedan monk, has brought this characteristic into full play.

"Boom!"

Mo Chong's people smashed into the ground and were quickly buried by the gravel and limestone. Cheng Buque, who was floating in mid-air, stared at the location where Mo Chong fell, and the look of surprise in his eyes kept flashing. This kid is really in the Dan period? If you beat him, he has no power to fight back. Although this kid was not injured multiple times. But that's thanks to the armor he wears. With those punches just now, Cheng Buqian could already feel the armor shattering, and in the next blow, he was completely sure that he would kill the opponent with one blow. What about the other party's magic weapon just now? What about the calm and calm attitude just now? Also, what about the unfathomable eyes?

"Could it be that I looked away?Just now it was just that the other party was carrying some sharp talisman treasure, so he was not injured by my 'Black Steel Moon Ring'?" Cheng Bu Que carefully probed Mo Chong's mana aura. - It's still the early stage of foundation building, and although the mana seems to be very condensed, the characteristics of the early stage of foundation building are very obvious, and it doesn't look like some master deliberately covered up the original cultivation.

'However, the opponent's strong power to control the fire ......'

Cheng Buqian quickly remembered the situation just now when it seemed to be raining magma. It is absolutely impossible for a monk in the early days of foundation building to do this. Putting aside all the factors, just the fact that there are many magma lakes is connected, and the mana consumed is definitely amazing, but the mana of this kid in front of him has almost not decreased at all.

"Hmph, no matter what, as long as you kill him, it doesn't matter if he is in the Dan period or not, and what is weird!"

Cheng Buque's eyes flashed with coldness, and his body swooped down, rushing towards the place where Mo Chong fell. He wasn't going to be in this state for long, and it wasn't a waste of time.

"What else do you want to say?"

Cheng Buqian quickly fell to the ground and grabbed Mo Chong out of the pile of crushed lime soil. Mo Chong's expression was still a little dazed at this time, but his madness had disappeared, and the violent mana on his body had gradually converged. Cheng Buque's question came into his ears, and Mo Chong's mouth opened, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he first squirted out a mouthful of steaming black blood with a 'wow'.

"You can die!"

Cheng Buqian grabbed Mo Chong in his hand, and from the contact of his limbs, he was already sure that the kid in front of him really only had the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building. However, he still doesn't plan to leave Mo Chong's mouth alive, this kid is too weird, it's better to solve it sooner. However, a very strange thing happened. His raised fist in the air, along with one of his forearms, suddenly detached from his body, and suddenly 'thud' and fell to the ground.

Cheng Buqian had a strange expression on his face, like helplessness, like anger, like fear, but most of all, he was puzzled. He didn't understand what was going on. He seemed to have suddenly returned to more than a hundred years ago, when he first came into contact with the immortal cultivation world, he was puzzled. Why?why?why?

"Whoa, whoa. ”

There was a soft 'whoosh' sound. woke up Cheng Buqian in a daze. The voice came from his right shoulder. He turned his head to look over. I saw a black flame, which was burning happily, and the limbs from the elbow to the shoulder disappeared in his brief distraction. Cheng Buqian lowered his head a little stunned. The arm that had just fallen to the ground on the ground was now only half a palm, and there was also a black flame beating on the palm.

Cheng Buxian's face distorted. He suddenly came to his senses. It's black blood! It's black blood! He was splashed with black blood from Mo Chong just now. It's at the elbow. That's why the arms and bodies will fall off, and now ...... Now the flames of black blood are burning his body! Cheng Buqian showed a look of fear on his face, suddenly roared, threw Mo Chong out fiercely, and then slapped the flames on his right shoulder with his hand. But this time, the situation was even worse, not only was his right shoulder on fire, but even the left hand that went to shoot was also dyed with black flames, and suddenly, flames began to burn on the left and right sides of his body.

Cheng Buqian showed a look of despair on his face. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, a glimmer of hope appeared on his face, and he quickly opened it and began to chant some incantation. I don't know if it was because of the complexity of the spell, or because of the pain in his body, he pronounced it word by word, and the cold sweat on his forehead fell like a torrential rain. Finally waiting for the spell to finish, Cheng Buque's eyes dimmed, and then, a ball of green light larger than a fist flew out of his mouth and flew away into the distance.

It turned out that Cheng Bu was reciting the spell to let the Yuan Shen out of his body, originally, as long as he gathered his divine energy, and then broke the Heavenly Spirit Cover, the Yuan Shen could come out. It's a pity that his right hand is gone, and his left hand is stained with strange black flames, and he can only chant spells. Fortunately, he escaped before his body collapsed.

Cheng Bu, who was fleeing, let out a cheerful soft roar. This time, he was stealing chickens and rice. But in the end, the little life was saved. As long as he escapes from the primordial spirit, and after he goes back, he can find a monk with matching qualifications to take it away, and he can cultivate again. Cheng Buqian secretly decided in his heart that if he met such a weird guy again in the future, he would definitely not make another move, and he would run for his life as soon as possible. What Cheng Buqian didn't notice was that at the moment when his primordial spirit left his body, a little black spark fell on top of his primordial god. As his thoughts were tumbling, the black spark suddenly "beared" and burned. Cheng Buquan, who didn't have a physical body, didn't even have a chance to resist the black flames, and he was burned out with a 'flutter' and completely disappeared from this world.

"Bang!"

Mo Chong slammed into a black rock. Cheng Buqian obviously threw it very hard, Mo Chong felt a pain in his back, and he almost vomited blood, and there was a burst of blackness in front of him. But fortunately, thanks to this collision, Mo Chong woke up from his semi-confused state, but at this time, his body was full of meat and vegetables, and he couldn't stand up for a while.

After resting for half a day, Mo Chong's physical discomfort disappeared and he slowly stood up. He has a vague memory of what happened just now, and he can't remember the details clearly, but he can still remember the process. Therefore, as soon as his body regained his mobility, he immediately rushed out in one step. He vaguely remembered that something had fallen just now, and when Cheng Buqian saw it, he immediately threw him out. He wanted to know what had saved his life, and he wanted to know what was there that made a monk so fearful.

The dirt pit he had knocked out on the ground was still there, but Mo Chong didn't see what he wanted to see. The ground was empty, there was nothing. No, something, black, lumps of coal, like the remnants of burning metal, and like the rocks of magma that can be found everywhere here. Mo Chong grabbed a piece casually, it was heavy, it was indeed a metal block, and the material was very good. But why are there metal blocks here, and where did Cheng Buqian go?

'Forget it, it's better to get out of here, maybe he'll come back.' ’

After pondering for a while, Mo Chong couldn't think of a reason, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Pick up a few lumps of metal on the ground and put them away. Then he came to the road map carved by Fonda, peeled off a layer of stone skin, and dodged away.

Three days later. Mo Chong appeared on the edge of the Lava Lands, on the border of the Southern Liang Kingdom. Naturally, there will be no more demonic monks here. Mo Chong looked at a brand-new big city in the distance, shrouded in formation, exhaled lightly, and slowly looked back at the black and red earth behind him.