Cang Ji sneered, he found that this kid didn't know what to say and was really overconfident.

The demon fox stood firmly opposite Taoist Cang Ji, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

The fat monk was torn from the inside, and then his body rolled outward from the inside of his belly, turning into a complete Cangji Taoist.

This kind of trick of transforming a living person from the inside out is even weirder than seizing a body with the right hand, and after the transformation, you can't feel the slightest breath of the original owner.

The methods of Mahayana monks are immeasurable. Chen Xinghe was able to establish his authority with the help of Mahayana Dharma bones before. Now facing a real Mahayana monk, because the difference in cultivation level is so big, he naturally does not understand the opponent's methods.

After saying a few words, the two immediately started fighting.

Even though Chen Xinghe was chatting and laughing, he was actually very scared in his heart.

He is a Mahayana monk, and he has achieved Mahayana three times. Even a bastard who has been cultivating for such a long time has mastered Xuanwu.

After all, he is just a quick monk. No matter how magical the dragon vein is, no matter how solid his foundation is, how can someone else be as solid as someone who has practiced hard for thousands of years?

First the sword energy collided, then the fists and kicks clashed, and the two figures showed off their mysterious skills.

The fights at the same level turned out to be evenly matched.

Chen Xinghe was overjoyed. It seemed that he had gained something from wandering between life and death all these years, and he was not at a disadvantage when fighting against such an expert.

Cang Ji was very surprised. With his level of cultivation and experience, he could not compete with an ant-like brat. Is this possible? However, the reality was in front of him, and he couldn't help but not believe it.

"Haha, old man, please show some strength!"

"Hmph, do you really think that these two brushes of yours can compare with my skills?"

"Old man, Taoist priests all call themselves poor Taoists, but you always call yourself the Taoist Taoist. Can we be more open-minded? I don't know how you have cultivated to this day."

"Idiot, if you can become an immortal and a Buddha if you are open-minded, why would the immortal world be shattered until the thirty-third heaven is shattered?"

"Kill!" Chen Xinghe suddenly burst out with fierce murderous intent. He is not a good person. He has been in the wind and rain for so many years. How can he be a weak person?

I was a little unconfident before and felt that I was not as good as the other person, but when I really started to reach out, I found that being on the same level was nothing!

With great courage, he gathered the power of his arms to form a Tai Chi cyclone and pushed it forward with a rumble. Cang Ji was so shocked that he had to raise his hands to counteract it.

"Bang..." The two figures stepped back at the same time.

One took ten steps back, the other took seven steps back, and Chen Xinghe actually had the upper hand.

Cang Ji's face was extremely ugly. If he hadn't focused on devouring immortal corpses, how could he be at a disadvantage?

Chen Xinghe was unyielding when he gained the upper hand, and moved forward to meet the opponent head-on.

This series of collisions made Cang Ji's face look even harder, and his eyes changed from surprise to disbelief. How could this kid be so strong? If he didn't use a special secret method, he would probably be defeated later.

"Immortal magic..." Cang Ji was a little dumb. Although he could use immortal magic, the level of using it with this body was much lower.

"Immortal method... Juque..." Chen Xinghe understood the principle of striking first to gain the upper hand. He opened the golden bubble with a slight flash of his body, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden sword shadow and shot towards Cang Ji.

"Crowing secretly..." The crowing of the cock appeared. It was also an immortal technique, and it was also used in the middle stage of transformation into a god. The technique used by Cang Ji was indeed superior.

Chen Xinghe's mind was buzzing, and he stepped back step by step. Although he recovered quickly, he lost the best opportunity to suppress the opponent.

"It turns out...it turns out that your magical power is not an undercurrent, but a sound wave."

"You..." Cang Ji was a little frightened. This kid is too sharp. He will expose his background when he hears a rooster crow. If he practices all the way up, is it okay?

The two people were fighting each other again, sometimes fighting each other, sometimes colliding with each other, and the swordsmanship and magic were at their fingertips.

Fighting to the point of jealousy, the Light and Dark Avenue and the Taiji Avenue come and go, which has exceeded the normal level of the Divine Transformation Stage.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if a monk enters the scope of a duel between two people in the early stages of integration, he will be affected and even seriously injured and dying.

Chen Xinghe laughed loudly and became more and more energetic as he fought.

He found that at the same level, Mahayana monks were just like that, not any more brilliant.

Youdao brings great joy to sorrow. Just when Chen Xinghe was full of energy and wanted to defeat the opponent with his strength, Cang Ji suddenly smiled and took three steps back.

At this moment, the immortal corpse produced a huge suction force, and the fox demon's vitality suddenly fell to the bottom. He staggered and almost fell down.

Cang Ji had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and stepped forward to brush out the whisk.

Chen Xinghe felt chills all over, knowing that this body was about to die. Seeing Fu Chen approaching, he launched a fatal blow without hesitation.

"Boom, boom..." A decisive blow is no small matter.

The back and forth between the two collapsed, your body bulged, my body was dented, one of your bones was broken, and mine was shattered three inches. Both sides were more ferocious than the other, and each was more violent than the other.

Finally, in the roar of Cang Ji, they both perished.

Cang Ji never expected that this bastard would still be able to perish together with him after losing so much of his vitality!

Die together! He is back to his original state, sitting in the center of the altar.

No, his condition had declined, which made him very annoyed.

Chen Xinghe changed into another substitute, this time it was a ghost.

When the Heavenly Ghost wandered to the altar, Cang Ji's face turned pale, as if he had eaten a bucket of flies. He secretly resented that all the fire corpses around him were freeloaders.

Those fire corpses have been fighting each other for many years, but there are actually not many of them anymore.

In addition, Cang Ji had traveled a while ago and fought with these fire zombies in the process of resisting the fall, so the fire zombies suffered heavy casualties.

The most important point is that he triggered the Mahayana Heavenly Tribulation and invited the immortal corpse to the altar to suppress it. Therefore, the world of Jingmen seemed dark, but to the monks it was not as dangerous as before.

Chen Xinghe stood on the shoulders of giants and caused trouble for the giants. Naturally, it was much simpler and easier. After figuring out the underground situation, he became more and more comfortable.

The Heavenly Ghost substitute stepped onto the altar and smiled slightly: "Since the immortal corpse absorbs vitality, I think this Heavenly Ghost corpse should not be affected."

"Hmph, even if you have thousands of substitutes, ants are just ants and cannot shake the Mahayana monks in the slightest." Taoist Cang Ji sat upright, the fly whisk in his arms flickering slightly.

"I am an ant, but aren't you always dealing with immortal corpses? You can still make trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xinghe took out a ghost seal and patted it without any delay.

"Pa..." Cang Ji was caught by the ghost mark, and all the ghosts poured out, biting the Taoist robe crazily.

At the same time, the whisk moved.

This time, Chen Xinghe didn't even know how he died. The moment the ghost disappeared, he hurriedly cut off the passage to seize the body and fled.

Cang Ji's face was so ugly, and he couldn't catch the boy's spirit. He was too slippery, like a loach.

What made his face even more ugly was that these ghosts on his body actually ignored the pressure of the Mahayana period and ignored the gnawing impact. If they couldn't chew any more, they would self-destruct and become extinct.

Chen Xinghe stood up. This was the last substitute, a male succubus.
Chapter completed!