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Eight hundred and sixteenth chapters lose both

"How is it possible? Your body is so strong. I was injured even when I used my blood power?" Lu San was suspended in the air and stared at his arm, looking like he had seen a ghost.

I saw the blood on my hands tickled and fell to the ground, and the violent power of the law lingered around the wound.

"Haha, the fusion monk is just like this." Wang An laughed loudly and looked at Lu San with disdain and said.

"Hmph, little kid, you have completely angered me! Today I will tear you into pieces!"

"boom!"

The next moment, Lu San's aura surged, and a strange black aura burst out from him, and strands of the power of the law spread around.

He directly turned into a monster with a size of a thousand feet, black all over his body, wings on his back, and a human, beast, and rat body.

"This is the essence of your spiritual race, but it is somewhat similar to the demon race!" Wang An's face changed slightly, and he flew backwards a thousand feet again.

"Hehe, little dear, you're dead today!"

Lu San smiled ferociously, suddenly raised his front paws, and ink-colored aura surged. In the blink of an eye, a pair of terrifying claws covering the sky and the sun appeared in the void.

Each claw is shining with a black luster, and the laws are lingering, as if it can easily cut through the sky.

"Good come!"

Wang An's expression became correct, and the ancestor witch's Chaos Art was activated, and Pangu Axe burst out with bright golden light again, reflecting the sky.

The momentum of creating the world soared into the sky. Wang An stood on the earth like an ancient god and demon, with dense axe intentions stacked layer by layer, like a surging tide, spreading around, and terrifying ripples appeared in the void.

"Boom!"

With an axe, the heaven and earth changed color, the laws were like tide, and a powerful force hit the sharp rat claws with violent momentum.

"Bang! Rumble!"

At the moment when the two collided, Wang An's arm suddenly exploded, golden blood flew, and the golden light on the Pangu axe swayed and flew backwards in an instant.

By the way, Wang An was like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood on his mouth and flew backwards.

Wherever the air waves pass, there are thousands of miles of flat ground, flying sand and stones, which is spectacular.

"Hmph, die!"

At the same time, Lu San's body shook, and a rat tail, which was like an ink-colored dragon, smashed Wang An's waist hard.

"Bang!"

Wang An spit out a mouthful of golden blood again, and the breath on his body suddenly became fluctuating.

He felt a thousand pounds of iron rod hitting him, and the protective energy around him was as if nothing had happened, shattered, and violent power rushed into his body wildly.

The bones were broken, the internal organs were shifting, and the ink-colored power of the law, with strange devouring power, wandered in the eight veins of his extraordinary meridians.

"Puchi..."

The moment Wang An was about to land, a rat claw shot in, leaving behind afterimages in the air, and directly leaped towards Wang An's abdomen.

"Get out!"

Wang An opened his eyes wide, barely lifted his strength, and punched him with a punch.

"Click!"

In Wang An's incredible eyes, the blood on his left waist was blurred, and the golden bones were clearly visible. Threads of black law power were wrapped around the wound, like a gangrene attached to the bone, stalemate with the chaotic force in his body.

Wang An flew backwards with a loud bang, countless rocks shattered, and the earth was dragged out a terrible gully of hundreds of feet deep and thousands of feet long.

"Hehe, little kid, do you know the difference between a fusion cultivator and a vindication cultivator? In my eyes, you are just an ant!"

A flash of light from Lu San's body, floating directly above Wang An's head, making a series of proud laughter. The laughter was very harsh, like two pieces of iron rubbing.

“Buzz!”

At this time, Wang An, who was lying on the ground, suddenly flashed an eight-colored spiritual light, and a trembling force of the heavens and the pressure of fear of the Great Dao burst out.

"No, what kind of aura is this?" Lu San's face changed drastically. His aura changed. He immediately raised his front paws and slapped Wang An suddenly.

The void was shattered, the power of space surged, and the violent power fell down like Mount Tai, rumbling down.

"call out!"

It's time to say it, it's time to go!

A force similar to the pressure of the Great Dao burst out from Wang An, and his whole body disappeared strangely on the ground.

Lu San's attack suddenly fell to nothing, landing on the ground, the earth was shaken and split into pieces, and the violent power filled the air and could not be removed.

"Is this the power of the fusion monk? So what if I take my move?"

Wang An had no expression on his face, and the wound on his waist had completely stopped bleeding.

At this moment, his aura was very strange, with a scattered Taoist rhyme and a rolling pressure, completely inferior to Lu San on the opposite side.

“Buzz!”

I saw Wang An's magic tricks squeezing, and the eight-colored spiritual light flashed, and a crystal ball containing the original aura of the eight-colored ones suddenly appeared in front of him.

The beads exuded a world's pressure, and wisps of Taoist rhyme linger around them. The beads are flowing with mountains, rivers, sun and moon, spring, summer, autumn and winter, like a reflection of a world.

The eight-color spiritual energy between heaven and earth is like the eight-color tide of vitality, pouring into the beads with a rush, and the aura emitted by the beads becomes bigger and bigger.

"go!"

Wang An drew a semicircle on his chest with both hands, and an invisible layer of air waves spread out first.

The beads rolled around and formed a spherical shape with a size of thousands of feet wide, with a scattered Taoist rhyme and a raging world power, and crushed towards Lu San.

At this moment, Lu San's heart was beating wildly, the spiritual energy around him stagnated, and a coolness suddenly rose from his heart, and a premonition of his about to fall lingered in his heart.

"boom!"

Lu San seemed to know that he had reached the point of life and death. He showed a trace of resolute expression on his face, and his aura suddenly surged.

A violent aura erupted from his body, and soon a faint blood lingered all over his body.

This layer of blood and ink are clearly distinguished, as if floating on the surface, but it seems to be perfectly integrated with the black aura.

"break!"

"Boom!"

A pair of rat claws that covered the sky and the sun suddenly appeared in the air with a faint blood mist. Countless powers of laws raged across the sky, the space was broken layer by layer, and the tyrannical power of space blew past, the earth flew sand and stones, and the sky and the earth were dark.

"Bang! Crack!"

With the blessing of the power of the Eight Desolates Worlds, the world figure condensed by Wang An hit Lu San's claws, and the claws directly turned into shattering. All defenses and qi disappeared invisible under this terrifying blow.

The violent world power rumbled on Lu San, and his body exploded, blood splattered, and suddenly flew backwards.

"roar…."

Lu San was in pain and looked ferocious, and a painful and depressing roar came out of his mouth.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

A faint blood-colored afterimage swept across the sky. He shook his tail and smashed it at Wang An again fiercely like an Optimus Prime.

"Bang!"

Even with the protection of the power of the world, he still could not resist the angry attack of a combined monk. Wang An also flew backwards like a kite that was broken, and violent aura continued to pour into his body.
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