There was a loud "boom", and the whole earth trembled. Several figures leapt and moved in the flying dust.

The terrible battle has completely begun.

Even though Zhuang Lin was hiding hundreds of meters away at this time, the shock wave generated by the battle between the two sides began to affect him. The shock wave like a sharp sword hit him, and it was

It made him feel waves of stinging pain.

He was also glad in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't lean forward. If he came closer, not to mention whether he would be discovered, the shock wave from the fight between the two parties alone would be enough for him to drink a bottle.

Wumu Corpse King put his feet on the ground and jumped up from the ground with his whole body. This leap was tens of meters long. The moment it rose into the air, the Yanyue Sword in its hand slashed downwards, and a black light and shadow emerged from the Yanyue Sword.

Zhongfei shot out and rushed directly towards the middle-aged Taoist on the ground.

The air in the entire area fluctuated violently. In the huge black light and shadow, the dazzling light pillar seemed to dim, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply again.

On the ground, the middle-aged Taoist stood with his head raised, his eyes shining brightly, and above his head, the strange red sword floated.

With a long roar of "cut", the crimson sword instantly grew in size. In the crimson light that filled the sky, with a sharp sword energy, it soared into the sky against the black light and shadow.

"Boom" was like a heavy bomb exploding in the air. The crimson sword, several meters in size, collided with the huge black light and shadow. The terrifying explosion wave swept across the entire world, everything within a radius of several hundred meters,

All suffered disaster.

Those tents were instantly turned into ashes, and the grass and trees on the ground were instantly burned. Even the five young monks were shaken by the explosion wave. One of the women was even knocked out and suffered severe injuries.

A serious injury.

Even in Zhuanglin, a hundred meters away, he was not immune. The terrible explosion wave also visited the place where he was hiding. The two big trees next to him were uprooted. He himself also felt a dull pain in his chest and almost squirted.

Blood.

The battle at this level is too terrifying. With all your strength, there is almost no grass growing within a hundred meters. This is not a human battle, it is simply a superhuman battle.

"Pfft" Zhuang Lin suppressed the pain in his chest, lay on the ground, raised his head and looked into the distance. The middle-aged Taoist on the ground covered his chest with his right hand, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out. It seemed that he had fought hard this time.

In the fight, he did not take advantage.

On the other hand, Wu Mu Corpse King in the air fell from the air after controlling the huge light and shadow to complete an attack. At this time, a fist-sized hole suddenly appeared on the left side of its chest.

In this head-on fight, both sides can be said to be losers. However, in comparison, Wumu Corpse King finally took advantage. After all, as a thousand-year-old corpse, its physical strength and recovery ability are much stronger than that of the middle-aged Taoist.

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In the fist-sized hole on the left side of his chest, black flesh and blood squirmed and healed itself at a terrifying speed. Looking at it like this, it would take less than half an hour for this huge wound to completely heal.

"Flesh and blood regeneration, you, you have grown to this point. Before, you have been hiding your strength." Looking at the rapidly growing flesh and blood on the chest of Congwu Mu Corpse King, the middle-aged Taoist could no longer remain calm.

With a look of horror on his face, he looked at Wu Mu Corpse King and shouted in surprise.

The middle-aged Taoist was so focused on plotting against the Wu Mu Corpse King that he did not expect that from the beginning to the end, the Wu Mu Corpse King was also plotting against him.

Wu Mu Corpse King fell to the ground. His emotionless eyes looked at the middle-aged Taoist coldly. His hairy palms slowly raised the Yanyue Sword in his hand.

Directly aimed at middle-aged Taoists.

war!

The Martial Saint was born for fighting and died for fighting. Even after his death, for thousands of years, his terrible fighting spirit could not disappear. When his body was resurrected, his fighting spirit was so high that he wanted to defeat all powerful enemies in the world.

"Okay, okay, in that case, I have no choice but to use that treasure, Wu Mu, just die." The middle-aged Taoist wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a cruel smile on his face, then raised his right hand,

Said word for word.

Zhuang Lin opened his eyes wide and looked at the middle-aged Taoist's raised right hand. He saw a purple ball of light appearing out of thin air in the middle-aged Taoist's hand.

The purple light faded in and out, and the purple ball of light gradually expanded. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to the size of a basketball. At this time, Zhuang Lin finally saw clearly what was in the ball of light.

It was a purple cauldron, and the entire cauldron was filled with purple brilliance. The walls of the cauldron were densely engraved with many characters that looked like ghost drawings. At this time, these characters lit up one after another, and the lights intertwined, which was really strange.

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"The cauldron rises." The middle-aged Taoist turned back his hand and dragged the cauldron between his palms.

Following his voice, the cauldron slowly broke away from his palm and broke away from the ball of light. In Zhuang Lin's eyes, it floated and flew up to an altitude of more than ten meters. Suddenly

, grows to several meters high.

"The tripod holds the universe." The middle-aged Taoist opened his mouth slightly and squeezed out four words from the gap in his mouth. His voice was slightly hoarse and reverberated throughout the world.

The huge cauldron hanging in the air, and the countless characters on the cauldron wall all lit up. In this area, the entire world was illuminated, and the vicissitudes of ancient atmosphere filled the air.

While everyone was watching, the huge cauldron fell down and hit the ancient corpse of Wu Mu on the ground heavily.

Zhuang Lin had never seen such a magical scene before. Even if he thought about it, he would never have imagined that there is such a magical thing in this world that can grow and shrink in an instant, and can defy the gravity of the planet and float in the air.

Is this the monk's method? It's so incredible.

On the ground, Wu Mu Corpse King stood proudly, holding the Yanyue Sword tightly in both hands, looking up at the huge falling cauldron, without any flinching, with a violent roar, it raised the Yanyue Sword, and the sky was filled with black.

The energy gathered and went straight towards the cauldron.

The loud "boom" sound was like a bomb exploding next to the ear. Even people hundreds of meters away were knocked unconscious.

Although Zhuang Lin had expected a terrifying vibration wave, he did not expect that it would be so terrifying. He tried his best to ignore the outside sounds, but after being affected by the loud noise, he was still completely drowned in it.

in.

He felt as if his head had been hit hard with a stone, and a black mist filled his eyes. At the critical moment, he bit hard on his tongue to prevent him from fainting.

"Pfft", my chest felt tight for a while, my throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Chapter completed!