The wriggling swamp mud suddenly surged and rushed towards Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming shook his head and said, "Boy, you can fight this kind of thing yourself, which is also a bit of a benefit."

After saying that, Zhang Deming's face changed quickly, but his power did not fade. As the power at the peak of the Heaven Realm surged, he used magic.

Development technique: Grow vine forest!

With the use of magic, strange fluctuations began to spread throughout the space, and countless seedlings emerged on the wriggling swamp, growing and expanding rapidly.

In a moment, the swamp environment became a forest, well, it was all strange wood forests like vines, and all like jade.

Zhang Deming looked around, clapped his hands, and said, "**, who can't do it!"

The doll looked cold when facing Zhang Deming's words, her face turned cold, her whole body began to expand, and she turned into a soil giant about five meters, rushing towards Zhang Deming directly.

Zhang Deming stretched out his hand and a long sword appeared in his hand. He raised the sword with both hands, took a deep breath, and slashed at the rushing doll with one sword.

"That..."

Feeling the locking and the growing sword, the doll paused, raised his right hand solemnly, and made a punching position in the direction of Zhang Deming.

Rune magic: Mountain Fist!

A huge mud fist rushed towards Zhang Deming. Because it was quite huge, it collided with the huge jade sword that was cut down halfway.

"Yeah..." The doll shook on the spot for a moment, and the earth fist exploded.

"boom······"

The long sword that collided with the earth fist was also broken into a light of inspiration in the sky. Zhang Deming was even more knocked away by a huge force, breaking through the forest, and drew a long tunnel on the ground. It stopped until it hit the shield light shield. The huge force made Zhang Deming's entire light shield earth shake.

"Pooh······"

Zhang Deming stood up, vomited mud and sand that did not exist, looked at the doll who was planning to pursue the victory but was constantly blocked by the trees, and said, "It seems to be more serious."

Development technique: Ancient ape transformation!

As his mind moved slightly, the bloodline runes of the ape transformed into a few runes were entangled together, and Zhang Deming also quickly expanded and turned into a huge ape.

A breath of a prehistoric alien species spread throughout his body, and it penetrated his body.

The doll who rushed over felt a unique aura, and she was froze and said in surprise: "Seventy-two blood-changing magical powers cultivators?"

As he spoke, his tone was surprising and his eyes were dodging.

Among the bloodline changes magic, only seventy-two transformations require the entry of the prehistoric alien species. Therefore, if there are changes in the prehistoric alien species, this direction will generally be considered.

Of course, the seventy-two transformations are not a technique, but a series. The most typical three representatives are the Eighteen Golden Cicadas, Thirty-six Tiangang, and Seventy-two Earth Demons.

Zhang Deming, who turned into a giant ape, ignored the doll, but smiled and reached out to his ear with a bad taste. He took out a mini jade stick and quickly became bigger.

When he held it in his hand, the jade stick had become normal size. Zhang Deming grabbed the stick and rushed towards the doll without hesitation.

Rune magic: Earth and rock gun!

The doll stretched out his hand with a serious expression, and a dirt spear appeared in his hand, and the two of them fought each other in close combat.

"when······"

"boom······"

The moment each stick and shot were handed over, the doll's expression changed, and there was no time to react. The spear in his hand was slightly bent by the huge force, and then he flew out and followed Zhang Deming's footsteps.

Zhang Deming didn't miss such a good opportunity, so he lifted his breath and slapped the doll at the end of the tunnel with a stick.

The long stick lengthened rapidly in the downward slashing movement and became larger rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it became a giant stick to slash towards the doll in the smoke and dust.

Rune magic: Rock-Tiu Cage!

The surrounding jungle ground disappeared, and a hemispherical rock and earth fortress quickly condensed around the doll, covering himself like a confinement.

"boom······"

Another loud noise, accompanied by a slight shaking.

The rock and earth fortress hit by Zhang Deming with a stick flew, and the soil exploded for half, but it finally survived.

As the giant stick dissipated, the dirt fortress also slowly dissipated, revealing a figure that was half-kneeling in it and was breathing.

"You can develop the power ape transformation to such a level, so you are really a 72-transformed magical cultivator?" He stared at Zhang Deming with a rather ugly expression and spoke.

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "Why, I answered that you are yes. Do you have to consider surrender?"

"If I surrender, can you wait here for two days?" the doll panted and spoke.

Zhang Deming said: "Your logic is a bit weird. Shouldn't you let me surrender?"

"Hmph, so what about the monks of supernatural powers? Who will win and who will lose? It's still unknown! It's such a big tone for you to let it go." The doll said with a cold expression.

Zhang Deming spread his hands and said, "There is no way. Now his cultivation is so strong. I can't be humble even if I want to be humble..."

"It's now!"

"You are waiting for it!"

The two people who were chatting amiably before, the cold light in their eyes flashed, and the half of the doll's body, which was half kneeling on the ground, melted directly into the ground.

Zhang Deming also had a flash of inspiration in his eyes at the same time, and turned the long jade stick in his hand and inserted it into the soil in front of him like lightning.

As Zhang Deming penetrated, the soil in front of him squirmed, a huge dragon mouth bit towards Zhang Deming, as if trying to swallow him in one bite.

But as soon as the dragon mouth appeared, it happened to meet Zhang Deming's long stick, which was inserted into the other party's throat by Zhang Deming. As the jade stick expanded rapidly, it directly stuck the dragon mouth that was about to bite.

"Um······"

In the distance, only half of the doll with her body was left, and she let out a muffled groan. With his muffled groan, the big mouth of the earth dragon in front of Zhang Deming was about to shrink back.

"Since it's delivered to you, don't leave!"

As Zhang Deming said, his spiritual power surged all over his body, and the long stick stuck in the dragon's mouth swelled again and grew rapidly.

"Wait..." Only half of the doll with her body on the ground was left. She felt Zhang Deming's movements, and she looked panicked and spoke.

"puff······"

But he didn't say anything. As soon as he spoke, his throat felt sweet and blood spurted out.

As his blood was spit out, the earth dragon head in front of Zhang Deming was burst by a long stick that expanded rapidly and exploded into a light of inspiration in the sky.

"hold head high······"

Accompanied by the explosion of inspiration, there was also a faint dragon roar.

"I thought I was a local genus tendency to practice art, but I didn't expect it to be a single-summoning beast-taught monk. Unfortunately, you are practicing the plank road and secretly crossing Chen Cang. It's a bit bad under my eyes!" Looking at the bursting light of inspiration, Zhang Deming said sarcastically with a faint smile.

"You actually killed Xiaotu, I want you to die!!!" The doll who groaned muffled, looked at the exploded dirt dragon head and was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes were red, and his whole body was surging with spiritual power. As he roared, his lower body condensed again. When he stood up, he patted his chest without hesitation.

"The water is broken, and the mud is muddy, and the soil is buried. The souls of the world are buried. The towering mountains are tilted, and the world is no longer renewed! I want to ask for my heart, and from now on, my fingers will not be stuck in mud. Rune magic: Xirang's funeral!"

As the doll's whole body surged, after the palm slapped her palm on her chest, the soil on the doll's body instantly solidified, and the whole person turned into a pottery pupa in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the pottery pupa shattered, and a handsome neutral monk fell out of the pottery pupa. He fell out and spitted several mouthfuls of essence and blood at the fragments of the pottery pupa on the ground.

The essence and blood meet the pottery and turn into water, and the pottery pieces turn into mud, and instantly surge and surging. Countless soil swells, rushing towards Zhang Deming.

"Damn!!!"

Zhang Deming had only time to speak such words, and the entire protective space was buried in the blink of an eye.

The area covered by a huge hemispherical shield was instantly filled with brown and yellow soil. Zhang Deming, who had nowhere to hide, was directly buried in it.

It was not until the soil filled the entire hemispherical shield space and cracked the shield and disappeared, the soil encountered the fresh air outside and stopped expanding and solidified into a mountain-like rock ball.

The battlefield, which was quite disturbing, became quiet in the blink of an eye, suddenly and strangely.

"Paiji..."

After a long time of quietness, it had solidified into a corner of the mountain rock ball, and a pool of soil that looked like blood mud fell out of the rock ball while it was squirming.

As the blood mud slowly wriggled, it condensed into the appearance of a neutral monk. His body was covered in blood at this moment, and his aura was extremely weak, like a mortal.

When he turned to look at the huge rock ball that looked like a small mountain, his mouth suddenly cracked.

"Ha ha······"

The whole person was like crazy, and he burst into laughter. There were still tears in his eyes in his smile. I don’t know if he was laughing and crying happily.

"Puff..."

"Forehead······"

When the neutral monk laughed, an emerald thorn appeared behind him like lightning, completely piercing it.

His smile froze on his face, he slowly lowered his head, and saw that the emerald vines on his chest were rapidly turning blood red.

He was already extremely weak, but because of the blood-red vines, he slowly closed his eyes and fell into the darkness with endless reluctance.

In a moment, the ruby ​​vines absorbed all the vitality of the other party.

The newly-dead neutral monk's body turned pale and as if he had died for hours, he began to appear zombies.

The surroundings fell into silence again, rock balls, corpses, and blood-red vines seemed to form a scroll.
To be continued...