This is the first time I have been out of the cave, and the first time I have seen the environment here. The overall feeling is rough, wild, and cold! There are two unknown ferocious monsters lying on the two stone pillars at the exit of the cave.

The place they were standing on was just the mountainside of the mountain where the cave was located. Looking at it, they could see black mountain walls that looked like knives and axes. There were few plants and they looked as ferocious as ghosts. The evil energy was thick and drifted in the form of mist on the mountainside.

At Duan De's feet, there is only a platform of more than ten feet in front of the cave, and below it is a smooth cliff that even a fly with a cane cannot climb up.

Duan De can absorb demonic spiritual energy here, but it has to be filtered through his Dantian before it can be absorbed into the non-attributed spiritual energy that he can use, which is quite a waste.

The two of them did not choose any place, but faced each other in front of the cave, a hundred feet apart in the void, ten feet apart.

The middle stage of Moyero's golden elixir, the early stage of physical elixir, the early stage of Duande's golden elixir, and the middle stage of physical elixir. They have almost the same cultivation level, almost the same aura, almost the same fighting spirit, and very different looks!

Duan De's whole body was shining with purple lightning, and his eyes became two purple light bulbs. Moyero's beautiful face was cold and solemn, and there was nothing visible in his slim black robe, but his pair of fair jade hands were filled with scarlet flames, and his peach blossom eyes were dim and dull.

It's like trying to rip out a person's soul and suck it in.

Duan De grinned, and with an electric blast, he punched out flatly, vowing to smash that 'pretty face' that could no longer be called a pretty face! Moyello also raised his right hand lightly and made a fist to meet him, his movements were elegant and dusty.

Two fists of ridiculously different sizes exploded with a bang. One exploded with thunder and the other with magic flames. Brilliant fireworks and white air waves exploded. The two figures separated at the touch of a touch, and the shock force caused each other to push back.

Shoot away.

During the operation of Duan De's body technique, he flashed disorderly in the air for a moment like an electric snake, then turned into a straight purple light and rushed forward again. Moyero took advantage of the situation and floated backwards. He swung his left and right hands backwards to forcefully block the counter-shock, and his body also

The phantom met Duan De who rushed forward like a bull!

When they touched each other again, they greeted each other with fists and kicks, but they were not shocked again. At this moment, the two of them seemed to have found the true love in their hearts. Their fighting spirit rose to the limit, and their excitement was expressed in the heavier and heavier fists and kicks.

Purple electric light and dark magic flames filled the air where the two of them were. This was the first time Duan De had encountered a well-matched opponent since his training. In the past, he either killed his opponent instantly or was killed instantly by his opponent.

Only in the world of ferocious beasts and those beasts, Yuan Bao had a few fights like that. With an opponent who was as happy as today, Duan De would have wanted to catch this guy and kiss him a few times if he hadn't been in the fight!

The phantom-like fists and feet, the endlessly tumbling figures, and the loud clashing sounds resounded throughout the area for dozens of miles, and many Demon Sect monks watched from a distance.

Among them, a monk slowly condensed in the void in the distance. This man stood with his hands behind his back. He was eight feet tall, tall, with a domineering face and an evil smile. His appearance was 60% similar to Moyero. He was the Demon Sect.

The sect leader Modu Tian! Beside him is the demon ram standing with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle, is this the weapon-refining genius you picked up? Haha, okay, A Luo hasn't met a worthy opponent for a long time. Such an opponent is hard to find!"

"Sect Master, this guy is really good. I wonder if he can win over my Demon Sect?" Mo Hong said excitedly.

Du Tian stared at Duan De in the battle strangely and said: "Uncle, haha, it's interesting. Take a closer look at that kid's movement. Do you feel familiar?"

Mo Hong frowned and stared at Duan De looming in the purple thunder snake in the sky. After a while: "Chi Lian's old guy's special skills? Hehe, didn't you also participate in Chi Lian's plan? I didn't expect that this kid would have bumped into me if he hadn't bumped into me.

, Chi Lian is afraid that hundreds of years of effort have been wasted."

"Uncle, this is cause and effect. The wonder of fate is not accidental! Chi Lian still has some abilities, but it is not my Demon Sect's character to rely on a junior to break the situation. I can still give it a try when I see you today. I am not without hope for 10% more.

No!" Du Tian's calm analysis revealed strong confidence.

Mo Hong said worriedly: "Broken? Is it easier said than done? How many seniors have died on this path? In my opinion, the sect leader, Chi Lian may be right, but we will try to see if it can be done. What's more?"

There’s nothing wrong with being prepared.”

"Well, uncle, do it yourself." The figure disappeared, but the words remained calmly in the air.

"Try this? 'Electric Poison Dragon Diamond'!"

I saw Duan De's body spinning rapidly in the air, his feet stretched out in front of him, his hands clasped in fists and raised above his head. The true energy and fine energy in his body were also flowing through the veins at a high speed, looking for special routes.

The tip of his toes burst out and turned into a purple and red two-color pointed cone, bringing up a two-color black light and rushing to the other side, meeting a jet-black palm knife that was about to strike. Although Duan De seemed to be a physical skill, it was too fancy. From the book collection

I've seen it but haven't tried it.

The light of the two-color pointed cone crushing palm met a fist print that was also as dark as ink, and it was crushed in the same instant. Moyero's face was condensed, and his beautiful hands were dancing rapidly like butterflies through flowers. The luster on his hands was gone, and his chest was a little dark.

The light gradually expanded.

When Duan De was in front of him, he gently pushed forward with both hands. In front of him, only a dark light spot as big as his thumb met the sharp cone.

"boom!"

There was an unprecedented explosion, the brilliance of the two people's spells in the air, and the afterimages that had not dissipated were swept away together with their figures. What should have dissipated dissipated, and the only thing that did not dissipate was the two bodies that were shaken away.

Duan De's embarrassed mouth was stained with blood, his clothes were shattered and disappeared, leaving only a small piece of tattered cloth on his lower body that could not cover the spring sunshine and barely covered the bird.

On the exposed strong muscles, there are slender bloodstains with steaming black gas and purple electric light. From time to time, there is a "squeaking" sound of water dripping into boiling oil. This is the superficial Taoist intention, and the own thunder path is driving away the invasion.

The magic of wounds.

Half a moment.

'Wow'

Duan De spat out a mouthful of hot black blood, which burned into ashes before it even hit the ground. Duan De, whose face improved, let out a long sigh and looked maliciously into the distance.

In the distance, Moyero, whose slim black robe was also shattered, stood quietly in the void, revealing a well-proportioned and strong body, which looked like there was no trace of fat. He looked thin when dressed and had a muscular body when he took off his clothes. He had strong explosive power and a flexible body.

It's just that there are wounds all over, and the wounds are irregular burns like tears, and the purple lightning squeaks between the wounds. It's slightly better than Duan De. At least his pants are only in tatters, not like Duan De, who walks around with a calm expression.

Level of addiction.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood wrapped in electric sparks, he elegantly took out his clothes and put them on. He looked at Duan De's scrutinizing eyes and raised his slender eyebrows provocatively.
Chapter completed!