The sky and earth are gray and the desert is endless.

There were two figures facing each other hundreds of miles apart, with no trace of hatred hidden in their eyes.

To be precise, Zhou Qingmu had more hatred.

For Black Dragon Jiang Shen, he covets his "heritage" more.

From the first meeting, that is, the first battle, it has never diminished.

In such a world, regardless of whether they are human beings or monsters, monks from both races are walking for stronger "strength".

Therefore, in this world, Jiang Chen may not have many faults.

But in Zhou Qingmu's eyes, the seven-colored light ball left by Miss Lin in his body was naturally impossible to hand over even if he died.

Therefore, the two of them did not talk too much, and their momentum began to rise steadily.

Zhou Qingmu made a preemptive strike, raised the long sword in his hand, and without even the slightest pause, the sword fell like a celestial river!

This sword light continued to rise higher and higher, instantly covering the high-hanging sun.

And this already gloomy world becomes even gloomier at this moment!

A sword split the clouds and fell towards Jiang Chen's figure in an instant.

Jiang Chen looked at the billowing sword intent that had almost been defeated before, his face expressionless, but his body shook, and a spear immediately condensed in his hand.

War gun, Yuanlong!

Jiang Chen raised his spear and threw it towards the sword light that covered the clouds and the sun. The shadow of the spear was like a roaring black dragon. He was about to swallow the sword light with his mouth wide open!

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu was unfazed. He picked up the wine gourd at his waist and took a sip. After taking a deep breath, he immediately raised a fist. After the seven colors disappeared between the fists, a golden shadow of the real dragon suddenly came towards him again.

He followed Jiang Chen's figure and left.

Jiang Chen looked up to the sky and laughed: "What a good boxing technique! Let's look at my Prison Dragon Fist, so what?"

Immediately, he raised a fist and punched the oncoming golden dragon shadow almost without hesitation!

Between heaven and earth, there was a roar of dragons! Boundless black energy surged behind Jiang Chen, wrapping up the space between the two of them like a prison, and finally condensed into a purple-black thunder between Jiang Chen's fists.

The surging dragon shadow!

In just a short moment, two real dragons collided again!

The scenes of life between heaven and earth seemed to be suppressed by the battle between these two people!

Jiang Chen is at the eighth level of the Yuan Shen Realm, but like Zhou Qingmu, he is just a pure martial artist. Although he has an innately strong body, he is not as skilled as the previous Lei Wen of the Bear Clan who is also at the fourth level of the Yuan Shen Realm.

Reach the ultimate level of cultivation!

Therefore, when he fought against Lei Wen, the pressure he put on Zhou Qingmu was only a little inferior to that of Jiang Chen, who was at the eighth level of the Yuan Shen Realm!

However, after all, Jiang Chen is a genuine eighth-level Yuanshen realm demon clan. If it is just such a head-on fight, Zhou Qingmu will only be one level higher than before, and there is almost no chance of winning.

You know, when he was able to seriously injure Jiang Chen, it was the senior Qi Qing who swung a sword from thousands of miles away and gave him a glimmer of hope!

boom!

The aftermath spread out, and the figures of Zhou Qingmu and Zhou Qingmu, who were already close to each other, were further pulled apart by the aftermath!

Zhou Qingmu pressed his chest and kept panting. In the end, he couldn't suppress the infuriating energy that flowed back after being shaken by the aftermath. He spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant!

"This guy really spared no effort for this so-called inheritance." Zhou Qingmu murmured to himself.

However, how much stronger is Jiang Chen's physical body than his? The aftermath of this shock hardly had much impact on him.

Naturally, he would not hold back, but as soon as Zhou Qingmu straightened up, a tall figure came with fighting intent!

The tip of Jiang Chen's spear passed through the space and stabbed straight towards Zhou Qingmu's head!

Zhou Qingmu's heart suddenly became cold, he subconsciously bent down, and then struck at the tip of the spear with his palm!

The form and the mind will not retreat, uprooting the mountains and destroying the elements!

An unparalleled palm print instantly evolved. Jiang Chen's pupils shrank and he stepped back slightly, but the spear in his hand was instantly blown away by this palm!

However, even if Jiang Chen didn't have the spear in his hand, how could he retreat with his fighting spirit?

After he stabilized his body with one breath, he stepped down on Zhou Qingmu's head with the next breath!

Jiang Chen's kick came towards him, and in Zhou Qingmu's eyes there seemed to be a black dragon with its bloody mouth open, trying to swallow his head!

Zhou Qingmu held his breath and concentrated, then raised the long sword in his hand and handed it out!

The sword energy tore towards Jiang Chen's body like a tidal wave. At this moment, Jiang Chen, who felt the billowing sword energy, immediately withdrew the kick that was about to trample on Zhou Qingmu's head.

Fly backwards a few feet!

Jiang Chen landed in an open space, looked at the black-clothed figure holding a long sword, and said with a ferocious smile: "I wonder if you can find someone to help you escape today? You are so courageous! How dare you come to me alone?

Blackpool?”

Zhou Qingmu's face remained calm, he thrust the sword in his hand on the ground, and said indifferently: "Even if I am alone, I will definitely get out of your dark pool today!"

Jiang Chen looked at the young man in black robe with particularly determined eyes, and a strange emotion flickered in his heart for no reason.

But Jiang Chen didn't care. He just thought the loser was barking and laughed: "I want to see how you are going to get there! If you lose to me once, don't ever think about winning back again!"

After that, Jiang Chen waved, and the battle spear Yuanlong appeared in his hand again. He looked up to the sky and whispered: "Please, the dragon soul appears!"

As soon as he finished speaking, bursts of dragon roars emitted from the body of the battle spear Yuanlong. Immediately, the ancient dragon pattern secret spell carved on the body of the gun emitted red light.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely huge red dragon phantom appeared from the gun body, a pair of round eyes glared at Zhou Qingmu, and he let out a series of roars with his bloody mouth open!

"How are you going to take this shot? Since that day when I was defeated by your sword that came from nowhere, I have devoted myself to practicing the magical power of Zhan Qian Yuanlong, and now I can finally summon the dragon soul to help!

So, in this world, you are not the only one who can rely on external help!" Jiang Chen's smile showed his arrogance!

After this huge thing that completely covered the sky and the earth appeared, Zhou Qingmu's expression also condensed slightly. The strength of this dragon soul was probably far higher than him!

This time, Jiang Chen really wanted to eat him in Black Pool where no one would dare to help him!

Seeing Zhou Qingmu standing there indifferently, Jiang Chen didn't care. He raised the spear in his hand and swung it out without hesitation!

As if being ordered, the dragon soul instantly moved with the spear in Jiang Chen's hand and headed towards the young man in black robe!

Zhou Qingmu looked at the gun that carried the real dragon soul and it was impossible for him to take it. He clenched his fist slightly and made the final decision in his heart with a stern face.

At that moment, the dragon soul roared and attacked from the sky.

Zhou Qingmu moved, but he just raised his fist, a golden dragon shadow condensed between his fists, and he punched out!

The roar of the dragon rises up into the sky!

But compared to the giant red dragon that covered the sky and the sun, this golden dragon shadow seemed like an ant compared to a big tree!

In just a moment, the golden dragon shadow that was so powerful before was swallowed up by the red dragon soul!

In the eyes of the red dragon's huge head, it seemed as if it was declaring to Zhou Qingmu, a doomed loser, the weakness of the previous golden dragon shadow and the delicacy after devouring it!

Zhou Qingmu did not give up, he raised the long sword in his hand again, and handed it out with one sword. Now the Immortal Burial Sword, which was almost an immortal weapon, was actually divided into hundreds or thousands of swords. They were densely packed like a swarm and moved towards the arrogant and powerful one.

The dragon soul tore away!

At this moment, Zhou Qingmu's body moved instantly and he retreated towards the world behind him!

Again, in this brief moment, Zhou Qingmu was as small as a mayfly, while Jiang Chen stepped on the huge real dragon and the dragon soul was like a god!

Perhaps Zhou Qingmu gave up and ran away, but he actually stopped and ignored Jiang Chen who was stepping on the dragon soul.

A hint of joking flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he smiled coldly: "What? You want to beg for mercy? Weren't you quite brave before? Hahahaha, come on, if you hand over your inheritance to me now, I can spare your life.

Stay alive!"

Zhou Qingmu just stared at him indifferently but said nothing.

...

At this time, a young man in Taoist robes who had just broken into the hinterland of the demon tribe was heading further north without hesitation!

A swordsman in a bamboo hat with a long sword on his waist stood on a wall on the border of the human race. He seemed to see the current scene of the monster race at a glance. When a Taoist robe suddenly appeared in his eyes, the swordsman clicked his tongue and said: "These young people nowadays are really...

I don’t want my life, and I went to the demon clan one after another to die! Do you really think that life is like cabbage, and you can buy it back after you die? However, it may not be a good thing for my little junior brother to have such a brother. It’s just that, nowadays, little

The situation of the junior brother seems not to be good! Otherwise, my senior brother will take action on behalf of the teacher once? Does this mean that my senior brother has lived up to the legacy of his sect? Hiss... This is strange, how can my junior brother be like this?

Are you brave enough to go to Beiming? Alas, no matter what, young people must have some troubles!"

The swordsman looked at the northernmost point in the world, murmuring to himself, and finally disappeared on the city wall, leaving only the endless clanging of sword energy!

...

Zhou Qingmu's indifferent eyes fell on Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen saw an indescribable determination in his already somewhat turbid eyes.

Subconsciously, Jiang Chen's body trembled.

But being arrogant by nature, he quickly stabilized his mind and was not shaken by those touching eyes.

Zhou Qingmu slightly raised the sword in his hand, smiled sadly and said, "I'm sorry, but I will definitely leave from here today."

After saying that, Jiang Chen's look of surprise and suspicion instantly turned into horror and horror!

Zhou Qingmu actually pierced his own chest with a sword, and drops of blood fell on the sword in his hand, as if all the life in this young man's body had also gone with it!

Immediately afterwards, his hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, but at this moment, his aura was also rising!
Chapter completed!