Chapter Fifty-Seven: Hatred Is Overwhelming

A strong wind shrouded, the incomparable true qi crit, Ding Chunqiu came with a wave of anger, Pan Dao comforted Ah Zi, he stood up with a long body, put two drops of purple thunder liquid into his body, and suddenly felt that the qi in the meridians in his body was chaotic, and he rushed to the acupoints violently.

"Star-pickers. Suddenly struck out with a palm, the protective body true qi of Pan Dao Jiuyang True Scripture turned into a gang qi to protect his body, and he slapped Ding Chunqiu, the internal force of the two intersected, and the strong wind overflowed.

Ding Chunqiu's figure turned over and swirled, his skills ran Zhou Tian, and he came back again, "Boy, hand over the remaining purple thunder liquid, the old man will spare you from death." Otherwise, the old man will let you taste the torture of the Nakshatras. ”

Pan Dao drank coldly, and the power of the purple thunder liquid in his body quickly recovered and increased his true qi, so that he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, "Ding Chunqiu, go die." "There is no friendship at all, Pan Dao hatred is holding anger, the third form of the Great Dao Divine Fist, the infinite future.

The vanity has long since been shattered, the truth is incomparably cruel, but the future is infinite. As long as there is love, with a protective and unyielding heart, then you can create a zĂ o miracle.

Ding Chunqiu narrowed his eyes, the cold killing machine moved, Ling Bo's microwave body jumped, and the ghost palm directly slapped it. Domineering and awe-inspiring, the monstrous demon power shocked the void.

The fist and palm competition turned out to be evenly matched, Pan Dao's true qi was increased by the purple thunder liquid, and his strength rose sharply between the angry fists, but Ding Chunqiu had just survived the Grandmaster Thunder Tribulation, and he did not get the casting foundation of the purple thunder liquid, but his skill was greatly reduced. Although Ding Chunqiu absorbed the internal force of others, it was worse after all, and he couldn't run it easily.

Pan Dao and Ding Chunqiu fought with each other's internal forces, sparks sparked in their eyes between the two, and the true qi in their whole bodies continued to skyrocket, and they suddenly shouted, a burst of power, and crazy energy swept around.

Murong Dragon City, Heavenly Demon Ancestor, and Evil Monarch jumped at the same time. The big hand reached out and grabbed Pan Dao, and said unceremoniously, "Boy, hand over the purple thunder liquid." ”

Pan Dao's expression changed wildly, he retreated in the air in a moon step, Ding Chunqiu saw this and shouted in a deep voice, "Where to go." "The bones and palms are transformed, and the domineering coercion kills.

"If I don't give, no one will think of it. Pan Daoyun used ingenuity, and the internal force encouraged to send out the remaining purple thunder liquid. Momentum is flying fast. "Li Qiushui, Xuzhu, and then, give Wu Xingyun and Qiao Feng respectively to them, maybe they can save their lives. ”

"Dare. "Murong Longcheng's body was fast, like a shadow swept out, and the internal force of the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift waved his big hand, and slammed towards the purple thunder liquid that was shooting.

Li Qiushui Lingbo jumped up slightly, and the Netherworld God Palm turned out. She came first, and her huge palm skills and Murong Longcheng brazenly attacked, and at the same time, she directly probed again.

Murong Longcheng's face was ugly, and his anger suddenly appeared. Several fingers break through the air. Moreover, he rolled his sleeves again, and a stream of true qi turned into a body, snatching the purple thunder liquid in the air.

Blood flowed out. Li Qiushui was injured hard, she grabbed a drop and retreated directly. Murong Longcheng also grabbed a drop, opened his mouth and swallowed it in his stomach. Allowing the true qi in the meridians to run, but soon he frowned, this power could not allow him to recover to the peak of sitting and forgetting, so Murong Longcheng waved his attack regardless of it.

"You're all going to die. "The stars are moving, the domineering spirit is coming, Murong Longcheng clapped his hands again, and the light martial arts and body methods came, and he snatched it with the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, and the terrifying qi was shrouded.

The expression of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor changed greatly, Murong Longcheng got a drop of purple thunder liquid, and his skill had already increased a lot, if he was allowed to get another drop, then who else could control him.

"Heavenly Demon Fist. The Heavenly Demon Ancestor punched, the fist wind shook the void, Murong Longcheng was not afraid at all, he swung his fist even more domineeringly, and the two of them collided with each other with their fists, only to see the Heavenly Demon Ancestor's body spit out and fly upside down.

Murong Longcheng sneered disdainfully, his big sleeves rolled, and he was about to collect the drop, but the evil monarch made a move, and with a punch, Murong Longcheng's clothes exploded, and the liquid was destroyed at the same time.

Murong Longcheng watched as a drop of precious purple thunder liquid was bombarded by the other party's true qi, and the killing intent of the qi was like substance, "You should be damned." "Fist to, murderous condensation.

The void bamboo jumped up in the air, and his big day was extremely skillful, and he grabbed the purple thunder liquid that flew in. But something happened suddenly, and You Tanzhi's figure rushed in, and a supreme yin and soft fist force hit the palm of Xuzhu's protruding hand, knocking the treasure liquid away.

Xuzhu's expression was slightly stunned, his internal force surged, and the true qi in his hand trembled and slapped the purple thunder liquid high into the air. The big day is like a fierce wave of the palm, the Buddha's light appears, the Buddha moves the mountains and rivers, the Buddha asks Jialan, and the three moves are done in one go.

You Tanzhi was furious, the Northern Shengong operated the true qi, the fist broke through the void and turned into shape, and countless fist shadows shook the Buddha's palm, and then took the initiative to attack, and the fist power of the Zhigang Yang hit the heart of Xuzhu.

"Second brother, you take the treasure liquid. I'll deal with him. Duan Yu's body method jumped, he took You Tanzhi's attack, and the six-vein divine sword shot several times, extremely sharp.

Xuzhu nodded, and the internal force was a little longitudinal in the air, grabbed the treasure liquid and fell down, and went straight to Qiao Feng. You Tanzhi was blocked by Duan Yu, he was angry, and Ling Bo performed it in small steps, wanting to bypass Duan Yu's pursuit.

Duan Yu couldn't help but be stunned, but soon he reacted, Ling Bo micro-step gossip shifted, the phaseless divine skill operated, and the phaseless robbery finger preemptively blocked You Tanzhi's way.

You Tanzhi was furious, and he recognized Duan Yu's body and martial arts, "Ling Bo is micro-step, and there is no phase divine skill." You actually know these two masters?" "What is your relationship with the Loose Sect, and what is your relationship with Daozi?"

At the time of the attack, Li Qiushui had already found the seriously injured Wu Xingyun, she didn't have time to think about it, and sent the purple thunder liquid into the other party's mouth, only to hear a muffled snort, Wu Xingyun's body trembled involuntarily.

Xuzhu came to Qiao Feng's side, he injected internal force, and at the same time fed Qiao Feng the purple thunder liquid, and his expression suddenly showed joy. Qiao Feng's internal strength was working, the injuries on his body were improving rapidly, and the true qi in his body was constantly deepening, which actually made up for the lack of grandmaster realm for him, which showed how precious the purple thunder liquid that Murong Longcheng had obtained by sitting on it.

Qiao Feng had decades of penance all at once, he looked up to the sky and laughed, the internal force in his body rolled, and in a few breaths, his injuries were all recovered. "Second brother, you go and help the third brother. I want to meet Ding Chunqiu again and settle all grievances. ”

All eight drops of purple thunder liquid were seized, two drops of Pan Dao, one drop of Ah Zi, one drop of Wu Xingyun, one drop of Qiao Feng, one drop of Murong Longcheng, and one drop of Ding Yiyun. Murong Longcheng was supposed to get five drops, but he only got one drop, and his strength was greatly reduced, while Qiao Feng, Ding Chunqiu, and Li Canghai each crossed the catastrophe, and they should have three drops, but they were taken away and destroyed one drop.

Everyone's faces were extremely ugly, and Murong Longcheng burst out with an infinite murderous aura, he stared at the Heavenly Demon Old Machine and the Evil Monarch, "You two take advantage of the fire to rob, and death will not be able to eliminate the hatred in the old man's heart." ”

Murong Longcheng's whole body was running with strength, and the Douzhuan Star Shift was transported to the extreme by him, and he already wanted to take revenge regardless of it. The domineering fist power shook back the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, and he fought with the Evil Monarch with a palm, and then his body chased after him, and he waved his fingers and shot dozens of sword qi.

Ding Chunqiu also shouted, his heartache was already gloomy, he stared at Pan Dao, and the ghost palm slapped it directly, "Rebel, the old man wants you to die a thousand times." ”

"Ding Chunqiu, take your life. With a loud shout, accompanied by the monstrous black true qi transformation, the huge palm force shot down fiercely, Ding Yiyun rushed over, facing Ding Chunqiu, he did it with all his strength as soon as he came up.

Ding Chunqiu was furious, and turned around with a palm, "I almost forgot, and you are a traitor." Ding Yiyun, don't forget, your Five Poisons Divine Skill is still taught by the old man, just with your martial arts, you also want to kill the old man, dream of it. But since you want to die, then, let's die with Daozi. ”

Seeing Ding Chunqiu forcing back Pan Dao, turning around and fighting with Ding Yiyun, Ding Chunqiu's body couldn't help but take a few steps back, and a trace of cyan toxin appeared on his face. "The old man underestimated you, not only the five poisons have achieved great achievements, but also other internal forces. However, that's all there is to it, go die. ”

Ding Chunqiu was domineering and flamboyant, he Ling Bo microwave recoil came, and the Netherworld Ghost Palm shook Ding Yiyun with one move, and then the Northern Pluto Divine Skill was absorbed, "Northern Pluto Divine Skill." ”

Ding Yiyun was grabbed by Ding Chunqiu's palm, and he couldn't break free, but he didn't panic at all. Pan Dao rushed to the side of the moon, and the Great Dao Divine Fist suddenly transformed, forcing Ding Chunqiu to retreat.

Pan Dao and Ding Yiyun stood together, the two of them stepped forward at the same time, Ding Chunqiu's face was slightly surprised, but he also smiled clearly, "I want to join forces, but I am doomed to die after all." ”

Ding Chunqiu's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and the power of his whole body was running Zhou Tian, and the Dafa of Transformation Gong was integrated into the Northern Shengong, and for a while, his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

"Ding Chunqiu. Kill. Pan Dao shouted angrily, stepped out of the moon, and patted the star-picking hand. Ding Yiyun didn't say a word, he walked away with the Heavenly Demon Step, and also bombarded with the star-picking hand, and the two palms turned into shapes, instantly blocking the sun and the moon. (To be continued......)