Repugnant Gateway

Murong Yuanlai's ribs extended from both sides of his body, making him look like a weird spider. The two arms are the longest legs of the spider, and they look like monsters at this time.

Anzheng's two punches failed to hurt Murong Yuan. This person's body has completely mutated. Some people have succeeded because they are clinging to one thing, such as the one-word sword encountered by An Zheng, now Murong Yuan. These two people, one specializes in swordsmanship, and only one word swordsmanship. The other one, refining his physical sacrifice into a magic weapon.

A total of eight ribs fired from Murong Yuanlai's body, and eight shots arrived at Anzheng in the same instant.

An Zheng's eyes flicked and eight punches were made.

His fist is much tougher than ordinary steel, and his eight lightning bolts shook eight ribs apart.

With the help of the gap at this moment, Murong Yuanlai had already drawn a charm in the air.

Many of the people of the You Kingdom Divine Society practice the art of runes. Perhaps it is because the unnamed version of the punishment of the Shenhui Society is everyone of the runes, so the people of the people also do their best. Even if they do n’t like the complicated and trivial runes, they force themselves to practice. But this kind of practice is mostly unsuccessful. The rune technique, which has stricter requirements on physique, cannot be practiced by any practitioner.

A pentagram appeared in mid-air, followed by a huge black phantom behind Anzheng. The phantom solidified quickly at a rate visible to the naked eye, and then became another Murong Yuan.

[Spell: Doppelganger]

Before and after, two huge and strange Murong Yuan, exactly the same, surrounded Anzheng. In an instant, countless bones blasted from the two Murongyuanlai's bodies stormed Anzhen. These bones are all sacrificed, and each one is comparable to a magic weapon.

Anzheng summoned the scales of the holy fish. Now Anzheng has a total of 27 pieces of holyfish scales, nine of which are left in Changdeng City. Now the remaining 18 pieces around him rotate like a windmill, turning those bones Block out.

However, there was little left for the vigorous cultivation of strength, and now it was suppressed by Murong Yuan of two small borders, and there was almost no hope of victory.

It is not difficult for Anzheng to get out, but Anzheng never thought of leaving. The struggle between the two worlds has been clearer than any other person. The best way to grow oneself, improve one's realm, and strengthen one's fighting power is to keep fighting. There are few secret areas in this world, and the refining like Lei Chi may not be the second time. Each battle can be regarded as a secret experience.

Especially in the face of adversity, it is the most able to temper one's mind.

For the time being, An Zheng used the defense of the scale of the holy fish, and he looked at the dense bones around him, frowning slightly. Murong Yuanlai is a strange enemy. After cultivating his own flesh, he possesses absolute defense and powerful offensive means. His two hands are heavy hammers, and those bones are thorns.

An Zheng observed for a while, looking for the connection between the two Murong Yuanlai. But it seems that there is no difference between the two. One shot first, the other followed. And the two Murong Yuan constantly change their positions, it is easy for people to confuse which is the main body and which is the split. The violent attack baptized the surrounding earth, and the dust stirred up and flew to a high place.

In the dust and smoke, An Zheng is like being besieged by two monsters.

"Loose!"

After defending for a full minute without countering, Anzheng finally started to move. The lights of Xue Peizhu's bracelets flashed, and countless magic weapons shot from An Zheng to two Murong Yuan. Those magic instruments were collected by Anzheng over the years, and most of them were incomplete products. In Du Shoujian's words, An Zheng didn't have the consciousness that he was a master of treasures, more like picking up tatters.

Du Shoushou's original saying is that it is not taboo to eat ardently and eat everything. He wants good treasures, and he wants defective goods.

Over the years, the huge number of such instruments collected by Anzheng is numbing. When he is with Huo Huo, Anzheng will also ask some things about the craftsmanship. For those low-level artifacts that can be repaired by himself, Anzheng will try to come by himself.

He even made a furnace, but he gave up because he could not condense the flames.

Innumerable magic weapons began to fight back, with more bones than two Murong Yuan lasing. Above the sky, as if there are countless miniature warships of the hostile countries fighting, bones and magic weapons shuttled through, and the lights were colorful.

An Zheng observed while battling hard, and then suddenly attacked all the magical instruments towards a Murong Yuan.

The bones of Murong Yuanlai's body all stretched out, forming a dense defense net, and the crossed bones looked like a messy but dense fence, which was exceptionally eerie. Almost all the magic weapons are blocked, and the defense does not seem to have a little flaw.

But at this moment, An Zheng's body suddenly appeared in front of another Murong Yuan, punching him with a punch.

Murong Yuan, who was attacked by An Zheng, apparently slowed his movement a little, though not even one tenth of a second. Seeing that An Zheng's fist was about to hit him, the skeleton stretched out again to form a defense.

But Anzheng disappeared again. The twins of the two worlds sent Anzheng to the opposite Murong Yuanlai. The fist banged Murongyuanlai's face. This time, no bones appeared blocking.

Murong Yuanlai's body flew backwards, as if suddenly losing his response. Anzheng will naturally not give up such an opportunity, and once again start the twin trees of the two worlds, and then summon a broken army sword, one sword pierces the heart of Murong Yuanlai.

I thought this was the end, but Anzheng once again teleported out, and returned to the Murong Yuan who came before him, and the Broken Sword swept out more, severing the neck of Murong Yuan's neck, and the huge head with a The blood flew out like a meteor falling from the sky.

what!

A wailing appeared, and Murong Yuanlai, who had been pierced through his heart, shrank rapidly and returned to his original appearance.

An Zheng rushed over with a sword, and Murong Yuanlai quickly retreated.

"You have been seen through by me."

An Zheng struggled to pursue, this time it was replaced by Murong Yuan's continuous avoidance and evasion, and he dared not confront An An. His heart and mouth were hurt. Although he sacrificed his flesh, his heart was no longer the deadliest place, but such injury was still unbearable.

"Your reaction time is indeed very fast, and your avatar is also a true avatar, but you only have a primordial spirit. Unlike other people's avatars, you control the two bodies in a metamorphic way. This time is very tenths A second. "

An Zhengyi cut off Murong Yuan's arm: "Since this is discovered, all you have to do is to tell which one is your body."

An Zheng is faster than a sword, Murong Yuanlai becomes embarrassed.

"help me!"

Murong Yuan screamed, his face pale like Can Xue.

Originally, the remaining god-cultivators were hiding far away because of fear of being killed by mistake. Hearing Murong Yuan's call at this time, rushed over.

Anzheng frowned slightly, took a golden pill from the Xuepeizhu bracelet, and swallowed a mouth.

There is no power for cultivation, and there is no helper. Now we can only restore some strength by this way. That Jindan was refined in a meandering way, with few side effects. In fact, no panacea can be absolutely beneficial and completely harmless. Such as Qu Liu Xi, for the sake of safety, the damage can be minimized, there are already very few.

After eating a golden pill, An Zheng's body instantly recovered part of its strength.

The speed of contention has also become faster and faster, Murong Yuanlai can only rush into the crowd under his own to avoid. Where the remaining practitioners are the opponents of Anzheng, Anzheng almost crushed all the way. Killed a **** path among the crowd and pursued it.

"Spell: bone prison!"

Murong in the retreat turned out that both hands quickly sealed, and then a rune emerged from him, and the golden light flashed. However, no bones appeared in the body of the tower. An Zheng responded when Murong Yuan came to seal the seal, but nothing happened. When An Zheng was slightly surprised, countless bones were drilled out of the ground around him.

Each of those bones is thick like a tree trunk, but the tip is extremely sharp. These bones stretched out from under Murong Yuan's feet, and then walked underground, eventually forming a prison, surrounding An An.

"Spell: Ghostfire burning!"

After An Zheng was surrounded by those thick bones, Murong Yuanlai's hands were sealed again. On the bones that surrounded Anzheng, dense runes appeared instantly, like spider webs. Then there was a grimace on each bone. The grimace had no eyes, nose and ears, only a big mouth of blood basin. All the grimace opened their mouths and sprayed a black flame towards Anzheng.

At that moment, the breath of death struck again.

When An Zheng began to play against Murong Yuan, he felt this breath of death. Now that I saw those ghost fires spewing out, Anzheng finally reacted ... That was real ghost fire, and it was also the power from hell. It is rumored that there is a fire pond in hell. Anyone who has sin will be thrown into the fire pond for nothing. But after all, it was only rumors. An Zheng suspected that Murong Yuanlai's ghost fire was produced by refining the dead.

"Evil magic!"

Anzheng ’s two hands stretched out at the same time, and a righteous and pure sun appeared on both hands.

When all darkness and all demons are shone by the scorching sun, there will be nothing to hide. There are two suns in Anzheng's hands, and under that blazing light and temperature, the ghost fire cannot advance. However, the right path of pure Yang is second only to Jiu Gang Tianlei, not only the power is second only to Jiu Gang Tianlei, but also the consumption of cultivation power. The ghost fire continually sprayed out, and Anzheng ’s righteous path, Chunyang, kept shining away the ghost fire.

It seems to be comparable for the time being, but the strength of Anzheng's cultivation is rapidly diminishing. After all, the cultivation force supplemented by Jin Dan is not his own cultivation force.

"Look how long you can persist!"

Murong Yuan came and screamed, then opened his mouth and sprayed a black fire towards An Zheng.

An Zheng raised his left hand, the right path of pure Yang in his hand formed a round light group, blocking all the black fire. The right-handed pure yang of his right hand retreated out, and the right-handed pure yang turned into countless light arrows, not scattered shots, but aimed at a point.

The first light arrow shot a meter away and was burnt by black fire. The second branch continued along the same line and advanced to two meters, and the light arrow disappeared. The third arrow, the fourth arrow, and the fifth arrow finally broke through the black fire and shot through a hole.

Anzheng shook his hand and shot out a green light, then shot out from the hole. Murong Yuan came to evade immediately, and did not know what was struck by An Zheng.

That's the twin trees of the two worlds. The strength of Anzheng's cultivation is no longer enough to support his free passage. He can only take the teleportation of himself by setting the coordinates of the twin trees of the two worlds. When the green light appeared outside, An Zheng also went outside, and then a sword fell.

A bone wall appeared in front of Murong Yuanlai. Layers of bones were piled up densely. At first, it was like a shield. Gradually, more and more layers were formed, forming a group that was still getting bigger and thicker. wall. Anzheng's broken army sword was cut on the bone wall, because Anzheng's strength was about to be exhausted, he could not split the bone wall, and the broken army sword was stuck in the bone wall.

Murong Yuan came and laughed: "After all, you still have no energy, kill you, I can go back to life, and all your magic instruments are mine."

An Zheng sneered: "Do you want it? Just give it to you!"

As soon as this sentence was finished, Murong Yuanlai's head buzzed!