"You dare to accept my incarnation. Is my incarnation so easy to accept? Blow me!"

At that time, another arrogant shout came. When that was the case, the Yin-Yang Qi bottle in Ye Bin's hand trembled violently. There was a jingle among the Yin-Yang Qi bottle. Obviously, it was the black skull that was resisting violently.

Facing this, Ye Bin was not panicked at all. In his eyes, the divine luster bloomed, and the power of the two great gods in his body was drawn out at that time, turning into a vast wave, rushing into the Yin and Yang Qi bottle. In an instant, the Yin and Yang Qi bottles became quiet and there was no abnormal movement. The fastest update, the full text was typing

At this time, Zhong Yuan's wings were shaking behind him, and he jumped down and rushed towards the place where the sound came from.

"I said what a great person he is. It turns out that he is just a shameful little devil! A guy who hides his head and tail and doesn't even dare to show his own face is also here to brag. He is really ignorant of life and death. You should also take me a punch!"

Zhong Yuan jumped down, his eyes were filled with divine light. After seeing the person who took action, he spoke unceremoniously and sarcastically.

Zhong Yuan took the opportunity to take action very accurately. It was just when Ye Bin killed his black skull incarnation with the Yin and Yang Qi bottle and was also damaged. Although this masked demon cultivator was not seriously damaged, his energy flowed, and he could not help but stagnate. Therefore, when Zhong Yuan's fist came, he had no way to attack immediately and fight back, and could only passively resist. See the latest chapter

The masked demon cultivator, a demonic energy surged into the air on his body, and the void appeared, turning into a long banner about a meter high and below. On the banner, it manifested the mud plowing everything in hell. Especially the mud plowing door in the center, it was even more realistic and almost revealed.

This banner is called the Nili Soul-Surfaced Banner, which is the natal treasure of the masked demon cultivator. It is precisely because of this that it can be activated immediately to defend against the enemy.

As soon as the Mud Plough Soul-Seeing Banner appeared, at that time, in the Mud Plough's door, infinite black air washed down like a spring and a waterfall. It turned into a barrier, making the wind and rain protected by its body impossible to penetrate. Then, millions of evil spirits flew out, each of them transformed into runes, blessing them on the barrier, and strengthening their power.

As soon as the shield was formed, Zhong Yuan's fist hit him.

"Bang"

Amid a huge shock mixed with the sound of a roar, the black gas barrier instantly shattered.

The strength of the fist continued to attack. However, the masked demon cultivator recovered. With the urging of magic power, the Nili Soul-Surface Banner was a powerful formation. In an instant, eighteen black lights fell down, and the Void Coach turned into a large formation, surrounding his body.

It is: Eighteen Mud Plowing Hell Formation!

Zhong Yuan didn't care. His fist in his hand evolved into the divine essence of the White Elephant Battle of the Sky Fist, and punched out one punch after another.

However, at this time, the fist he blasted out hit the masked demon cultivator's body protection array, but he felt soft and unbearable.

His eyes could clearly see that the power he blasted out was dismembered into eighteen paths at the moment when he hit the formation, and each turned into a first-level hell space. The eighteen levels of hell were flowing together, and in a flash, he completely eliminated his thunderous fist power.

Zhong Yuan knew very well that cultivators who could enter this core continent must be the best among the first-line Daluo. Even if they are not the first-line Daluo cultivators, their combat power will definitely be among the strong among the first-line Daluo. In such a place, they will definitely not show a slight decline. Because, once they are considered to be weak, they will face the next siege of countless strong people.

Because there is only one magical power of Daluo, it is the wish of every monk to propose other competitors as much as possible. At this moment, the weak are undoubtedly the first candidates to be eliminated.

Because of this, after Zhong Yuanshu's punch failed, time immediately activated the great way of force. Tens of thousands of power laws rushed out of the holes all over his body, condensed in the void, and turned into the magic axe of the sky.

Then, Zhong Yuan held the axe in his hands and suddenly slashed towards the Eighteen Mill Plough Hell Formation.

"Swish"

It was as easy as cutting tofu with a knife, and it was easy to cut into two halves when the Eighteen Mud Plows Hell Formation.

Not only that, even the masked demon cultivator was affected by the aftermath of the attack of the Tiantian Divine Axe, and his clothes were shattered, revealing his true appearance.

"Who am I? It turns out to be Master Zhang. When did Master Zhang abandon the Taoist sect and join the Demon Sect?"

"That's right, thanks to him, he still has the reputation of a master of the Heavenly Master. It turns out that all of them are superficial kung fu!"

"Zhang Daoling, in the future, if you dare to regard yourself as the inheritance of our human religion, I will definitely destroy your Tianshi Sect!"

"Junior brother, you are too polite. You shouldn't give any chance to deal with people like him. After we go out, we should immediately destroy the Tianshi Sect!"

With a few words and tongues, countless sounds came into Zhong Yuan's ears in a short moment. After hearing the words, Zhong Yuan realized that the master of the devil in front of him was actually an acquaintance, Zhang Daoling, one of the four great masters of the Heavenly Court, and the founder of the Heavenly Master.

However, he didn't expect that he would turn from Tao to demons and become a peerless master of the Demon Sect.

"Hmph, since you know, no one can go out alive!" Zhang Daoling suddenly turned fiercely and said with a stern voice when he heard everyone's words.

"Zhang Tianshi, I will call you Zhang Tianshi for the time being. As the Taoist senior I admire, this is my last respect for you. Next, I will not hold back at all!" Zhong Yuan spoke again. While speaking, the sharp axe in his hand appeared again, and the sharp aura was covering the Eight Desolate**.

"Just a little casual cultivator, after having a little adventure, I dare to swear loudly in front of me. Today, I will let you understand why elders are elders!" Zhang Daoling snorted coldly, and then his body shook, his body was destroyed, and his soul was divided into three before Zhong Yuan opened the heavenly axe and slashed down.

After three points, the soul of the soul burst out with flames, burning wildly, becoming weaker and weaker. In the blink of an eye, it scattered into the void and disappeared. The last point disintegrated, turned into a rain of light, and drove towards the mass in all directions, and attacked all the monks present.

These light rains are not very powerful when they feel, but they have an inexplicable power that ignores the defenses of many monks and hits them, forming tiny marks.

At this moment, everyone heard Zhang Daoling's roar just now. Originally, they were quite disdainful of Zhang Daoling's words, but at this moment, they couldn't help but feel a little palpitations in their hearts. (To be continued.)
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