Behind the fantasy world, a huge one-eyed phantom appeared, and the whole person exuded a mysterious and strange aura. The numerous fantasy realms were displayed one after another, leading Mo Xing into one strange fantasy realm.

The two of them became more and more intense. On the ring, huge explosions kept coming, and stone strips exploded, causing the ground around them to shake wildly.

They are opponents, and they have lived together in Zheng Shiyi's Lingjiao Marquis' Mansion together for a long time, and they are the opponents they know best at the Shenhou Conference.

With Moxing's full force, gradually, Fantasy World became more and more crazy, and the wounds on both of them continued to increase.

Mo Xing's body shone with light, and black demonic energy gathered under him, layer by layer, as if it was gathering into a black sea current. The demonic energy rotated and slowly condensed into a black demon dragon phantom. Mo Xing's hands were down, and drops of blood fell on his body and dripped into the demon dragon phantom.

In an instant, a dragon roar resounded.

A blood-red color flowed over the black magic dragon phantom, and the phantom seemed to have completely turned into a real ancient magic dragon and came alive.

The blood-colored demon dragon's eyes are cold, the dragon's claws are sharp, and the dragon's horns are crystal clear. You can even see the scales on the black demon dragon clearly.

"Blood-colored demon dragon... This is the blood dragon ferocious technique, one of the ten most ferocious techniques in the sect. It pours into its own demonic energy with its own essence and blood, thus causing the power of the demon dragon to soar, just like a demon dragon resurrecting."

The Six Desire Demon Dragon suddenly stood up from the seat, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes. As far as she knew, among the younger generation, she was the only one of the top ten evil techniques. Mo Xing, who is just an ordinary boy, has also cultivated one of the top ten evil techniques.

In the madness of the fantasy world, a look of surprise appeared in the eyes that were always calm, and then the breath in his body surged, and a huge kirin figure appeared behind him.

The unicorn is green all over, as if carved from jade. It is shining with a faint halo under the sunlight.

"Qilin's evil technique! He has also practiced it as one of the ten evil techniques in the sect!" The Six Desire Demon Dragon's eyes were full of shock. This is one of the ten evil techniques of the Demon Cult. In addition to the talent required to practice, the biggest requirement for the mind and nature.

The ten most ferocious tricks are the power of ancient beasts. The ancient beasts are all violent, and they are most likely to get into devils when practicing.

I thought that among the younger generation of the Demon Sect, I had only practiced the ten major malicious techniques by myself. Unexpectedly, Huanshi and Moxing had both practiced the ten major malicious techniques by practicing!

The phantom of the blood-colored demon dragon and the green qilin shadow continued to grow, and the monstrous aura spread from the arena, and the endless wild aura enveloped the entire venue.

In the venue, everyone suddenly felt that the air around them seemed to have solidified, and a terrifying ferocity spread, making it almost impossible for people to breathe.

The martial treasure in Moxing's hand turned into two short swords and slashed it down.

A blood-red light surged into the short sword. The two short swords seemed to be the giant claws of a dragon, shining with a strange black and red light. The claws fell down, as if they had shattered the scorching sun in the sky, and the whole world fell into darkness.

Above the long sword of the fantasy world, the demonic energy surging, as if it was burning wildly, and a stream of light filled with destruction continued to burst out and shine.

The next moment, the two collided with each other.

In an instant, an extremely terrifying wave of air rose into the sky and rushed towards the surroundings, and the void seemed to be twisted.

On the earth, hard stone strips continued to explode and rose with the air waves.

The huge blood dragon phantom suddenly swayed, and the pair of dragon claw phantoms seemed to have broken.

On the turquoise shadow of the green unicorn, the horn of the unicorn seemed to have broken a lot.

On the ring, lights continued to shine.

The long sword of the Fantasy World swung, and every sword fell, it was like the foot of a kirin. The light sword seemed extremely heavy, as if it was a mountain falling down.

Take light as heavy!

A higher level than a lightweight move!

Mo Xing's body was surging with demonic energy, and the martial treasure in his hand was changing rapidly, sometimes as heavy as a dragon's tail swing, sometimes as sharp as a dragon's claws flying down...

In the air, the sword energy and sword light continued to explode and bloom, releasing terrifying power, and the fierce murderous aura continued to stir around.

The two of them kept colliding with their martial treasures. Every time they collided, they made a loud noise like a mountain exploded.

The two of them had already broken under the energy of interest, and their exposed bodies were covered with bloodstains.

Their eyes were scarlet and they seemed to have lost consciousness, leaving only a kind of fighting instinct.

Zheng Shiyi clenched his teeth and clenched his hands with his hands. His fingernails were deeply trapped in the palm of his palm, and he still didn't notice them.

Tragic!

Moxing and Senior Brother Huanshi were so tragic that they had the same strength as each other.

Moxing is determined to take revenge and even ignores his own life and death. If they continue to fight, both of them will definitely be defeated.

"It's almost done."

Moxing stuck out his tongue, licked the blood on his mouth, kicked his legs on the ground, jumped up and floated into the air, and a crazy look flashed in his eyes, looking at the fantasy world on the arena below with a ferocious expression. The martial treasure that turned into a long sword in his hand was suddenly recycled and stabbed towards his abdomen!

Below the arena, everyone in the venue suddenly stared at Mo Xing with amazement.

"He's crazy? Why did he want to stab himself?"

"What is this...this breath!"

"What a terrifying aura..."

The martial treasure in Moxing's hand passed through his abdomen. The martial treasure had turned blood red, as if it was condensed from blood. A terrifying aura that made people trembled out of the martial treasure, and the aura seemed to be shattering.

Behind Mo Xing, a black hair flew in the wind. Slowly, the black hair turned into a blood-red color, and the breath of the whole person changed drastically, as if it had completely changed. It made people feel that the person floating in the sky was no longer a person, but a killing god from the blood prison. With every move, the world was trembling!

Slowly, he raised his hands upwards, like a devout believer. In his body, a stream of red blood quickly flowed into the martial arts treasures in his hands.

"Blood sacrifice to martial treasure!"

Zheng Shiyi's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly in the direction of Moxing from afar: "Moxing, stop quickly!"

Blood sacrifice to martial treasure.

When I first came to this vast world, the people of the Cangyue family were refining the Blood Prison Futu by the method of blood sacrifice.

It’s just that their blood sacrifice is to use the blood of others to make the blood sacrifice.

But Mo Xing, he is now using his blood to sacrifice his martial treasure!

The blood sacrifice of one's own blood and blood requires a blood sacrifice for many years and there is no stop.

Once the blood sacrifice is activated, the power it bursts out will inevitably destroy the world.

The pious look on the face of Fantasy World has slowly turned into a crazy look, and the breath of the whole person has risen wildly again. The strong breath completely suppresses the aura of Fantasy World in the distance.

The boundless aura of tyranny fell like a storm.

The blood-red martial arts treasures kept shaking, and the light shone brightly, making it difficult for everyone in the venue to open their eyes.

Buzz...

In the air, bursts of sound came out.

The blood-red martial treasure suddenly split and turned into eight sharp divine weapons, floating above Mo Xing's head.

Stick, gun, sword, knife, hammer, axe, halberd, dagger!

The eight divine weapons clanged in the air, and the blood-red light shone, covering the void, and endless murderous aura spread to the earth below.

These eight divine weapons just floated in the air, and before they flew down, the shocked people were about to break their minds.

A pair of red pupils in Huanshi's eyes suddenly shrank, and an instinctive sense of crisis arose from his heart.

Unstoppable!

This kind of aura, this kind of attack, cannot be stopped by myself, and I must break the silent attack!

Big Heart Magic!

A strange red light suddenly flashed through the eyes of Fantasy World, but a light seemed to contain the whole world.

The magic method of devouring demons - the devils dance!

It seemed that endless demonic energy surged out of his body, and the demonic energy was soaring that it enveloped everyone under the arena.

Below the arena, everyone suddenly felt a terrifying feeling, and the trembling from their souls came. In just a moment, the heart was already in chaos!

"not good!"

Zheng Shiyi raised his hand and slapped hard on the railing of the platform in front of him. The railing in front of him broke, and his face was extremely nervous in an instant, and his senior brother used the magic method of devouring demons again.

At the beginning, when Senior Brother Huanshi fought against the Qing Wenshu Rebirth, because of the relics of Rebirth, the Senior Brother used a group of demons to dance, absorbed the inner demons of the people below the ring, and turned defeat into victory.

But everyone's inner demon is different. This time, the senior brother swallowed so many inner demons.

With the senior brother's use, there may be only two consequences, either the senior brother can't bear the crazy, or the one who makes Moxing go crazy!

no!

We must not let the two of them kill so much!

Zheng Shiyi looked at the black inner demon phantoms like resentful souls flew out from the bodies of the surrounding people and rushed into the body of the illusion world in a crazily way.

He suddenly glared on the ground and jumped out of the high platform.

To stop them, you must stop them, and you can no longer let them fight like this!

Zheng Shiyi rushed towards the ring like a bolt of lightning.

Around the ring, everyone felt a light and shadow flashing in front of them, and Zheng Shiyi had already appeared in front of the ring, ten feet away.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came out, and two imperial shadow guards stopped Zheng Shiyi and looked over with solemn eyes.

“Get out of here!”

Zheng Shiyi shouted violently, and the black demonic energy surged on his hands. His left and right hands seemed to be two demonic hands, slapped at the two imperial shadow guards in front of him, and the vast and boundless aura aroused.

Before his hands fell, the violent wind had already rolled up.

Wherever the wind passed, the audience members who were watching the game were immediately swept out by this terrifying force and fell far away.

The palms fell down, like dark clouds falling from the sky, as if they wanted to completely blow up this space.

The two palms fell, but they were no weaker than the aura of Huanshi and Moxing fighting on the ring.
Chapter completed!