When Wang An heard this, he was furious and his eyes were full of anger, and he wanted to tear the other party apart immediately.

Wang An snorted coldly, and the momentum of his whole body rose steadily. With a domineering, wilderness, and sacred and heavy aura spreading around, Wang An's skin instantly turned into a vicissitudes of bronze, and the momentum pit on his body was as high as the foundation building.

Wang An moved and appeared directly in front of the three foundation-building demon cultivators the next moment. The three of them felt a powerful aura flashing by, followed by countless huge fists of yellow Cancan.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Click!"

The weapons in the hands of the three of them instantly turned into fragments under the violent piercing fist. With the sound of cracking, their ribs were instantly broken by Wang An.

"Ahhh, I'm going to kill you!" Those demon cultivators underestimated Wang An for a moment, and were directly injured, and were immediately angry.

"They've left it to you!" Wang An murmured to Xiao Jin on his shoulder.

When Xiao Jin heard this, the next moment, he turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the three people in a mess.

Wang An rushed towards the false pill monk led by the demon cultivator without looking back.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I, Du Jiuyin, would have missed my mistake today." The fake pill monk saw Wang An's violent attack, and his eyelids jumped slightly, but he still said calmly.

"Haha, old dog, today I will take your life!" Wang An fell, raised his arms, and countless attacking talismans appeared on the other party's head.

Du Jiuyin's face remained unchanged. When he flipped his palm, a dark three-foot sword appeared in his hand. The sword was covered with mysterious runes, and each rune was squirming.

Du Jiuyin was muttering something, and the long sword instantly surged with murderous aura, and the bone-black cold swept across the surroundings; Du Jiuyin's aura also changed tremendously, and there was a black gale lingering around him, and an evil aura spread all over his body.

"Hehe!"

Du Jiu smiled sinisterly, and the long sword in his hand transformed into millions of sword shadows. All the demonic sword shadows formed a large array of demonic energy and rolling demonic energy blocked Wang An's Fist.

"Boom!"

The spiritual energy and demonic energy collided together, and a terrifying aura swept across the surroundings.

Wang An shook his body, sneered, and went up.

Together, we shot out a series of sacred and domineering Pidi Fist, with yellow light flashing and a heavy momentum. All the demonic energy encountered this group of Wu Chaos Jue and Pidi Fist, and seemed to have vaguely stagnated, which always made Du Jiuyin have a strong force to hit the cotton, and there was nowhere to use it.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to be a physical practitioner!"

Du Jiuyin's eyes flashed and he said to Wang An impatiently.

"Hehe, there are more you who you can't imagine. Look at that side." Wang An smiled and pointed his finger at Xiao Jin's side.

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On the other hand, the other demon monks were in a mess under Xiao Jin's attack and fled everywhere.

"Uncle Master, please help me!"

"This little turtle is actually a third-level peak spirit beast."

I saw that Xiao Jin seemed to be omnipotent, with extremely fast speed. With a wave of his little claws, he could pick up all kinds of spells at will. What was even more terrifying was that a light silver flame would spew out of his mouth. This flame seemed to be composed of countless runes the size of rice grains.

"Ah, help me!"

The demon cultivator on the tenth floor of the foundation building could not dodge for a moment, and was shot out by the flames spit out by Xiao Jin. The flames were like fires that met the fiery fire, and instantly bulged and burned, as if they were burning directly from inside their body.

The other party's expression changed drastically. With a twist of magic, a sensation of rain suddenly scattered on his body, but the flames were still spreading.

"Ahhh, it hurts so much! Help me!"

The heart-wrenching pain penetrated into the bone marrow, and the demon cultivator rolled on the ground with a shrill sound.

When Du Jiuyin saw the miserable appearance of his disciple in his sect, his face became stern, and the next moment, the disciple who was entangled in silver flames appeared.

Du Jiuyin's ghost spirit was so fierce that he did not directly contact the other party. He only saw a little finger and a little bit of rain scattered on the other party.

The silver light swayed, and the shrill roar was still there.

Du Jiuyin's face looked very ugly. He tried several techniques in a row but could not remove the flames of this disciple.

"Ahhhh! Uncle Master, help...help me!"

The silver-white flames directly enveloped the other party's body. Amid the shrill shouts, the monk turned into ashes.

"Hmph, damn it, what kind of spiritual beast are you? This seems to be karma fire, but why is it white?" Looking at Wang An staring at him with a sneer, Du Jiuyin was so angry that his teeth itched.

The remaining two foundation-building magic cultivators were pale and stared at Xiao Jin floating in the air with fear. They had just looked at his junior brother of his sect and turned into ashes in the flames. The two of them were filled with fear, fearing that Xiao Jin would spit at them.

"Hmph, waste!"

Du Jiuyin cursed, and his demonic energy rolled on his body, and he pounced on Wang An again.

The demonic energy was overwhelming, and the yellow light flashed. For a moment, the two trembled together, and it was hard to tell the difference.

"Ah! Help, uncle!"

"What kind of flame is this, so why can't it be extinguished!"

Two sudden calls for help came, and the other two foundation-building monks were covered in silver-white flames, which turned into two ashes.

Ying Piaopiao and Dongfang Ruyi took Wang An's top-quality pills and had recovered a trace of spiritual energy at this moment. Seeing this scene, they were shocked. The cherry mouth was so open that it could swallow an egg.

When Du Jiuyin saw that the situation was hopeless, his eyes flashed.

"Go to die, little bastard, I fought with you today."

A powerful aura rose from Du Jiuyin's body, and the bursting aura made a hissing and sharp sound through the air. The sword in his hand instantly turned into a huge ink-colored giant python and rushed towards Wang An.

"Hey, this is the spirit of the weapon!" Wang An's pupils shrank and suddenly retreated backwards.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

When Ying Piaopiao and the other two saw the surging momentum of the demon sword, they were so scared that they lost their lust and shouted anxiously.

The moment Du Jiuyin flew out, his body suddenly retreated and shot behind him. When he saw that the situation was wrong, he turned around and ran away, and he was willing to give up his magic weapon.

"Boom!"

The magic sword passed through Wang An's overlapping fist shadows and suddenly penetrated into the ground. The earth suddenly cracked and the sky was filled with dust.

Du Jiuyin soon reached the edge of the magic circle, and a huge light flashed with a flash of spiritual light suddenly appeared in his hand, and the sword energy slashed directly on the magic circle.

The yellow halo of the magic array flashed, and the spiritual energy around it quickly gathered to block Du Jiuyin's accumulated attack.

"Advanced defensive magic array!"

Du Jiuyin's face changed and he raised the spiritual sword in his hand to attack the magic circle again.

"Hahaha, you can't escape today!"
Chapter completed!