The fire clouds were like a burning ocean, flooded by the fat man. The three-meter-long drought bars were pressed down from the air and attacked the fat man.

The Fa Tianxiang Earth rose. The fat man roared, and his figure soared to about three feet. As the fat man's cultivation improved, the fat man's magical power of the Fa Tianxiang Earth had reached the second level. His figure shrank from the original ten feet to three feet high, but his defense and attack increased by more than three times. For a moment, a demon god with a ferocious appearance and a black flame all over his body, a fat man with ordinary appearance and sword energy crisscrossed all over his body, two were like two prehistoric giant beasts, holding each other in the air.

With a roar, Mao Xiaofang's transformation of Hanba took action first, and in one move, the mountain-sliding palm in Bajiquan brought a flame that soared into the sky with his right hand, and slashed towards the fat man with a fierce force. The fierce and violent fist energy swept across the blood-red flame, which was very meaningful to slash the fat man with one palm in half.

The fat man did not use the flying sword, and fought hard with Mao Xiaofang. Mao Xiaofang used the fighting style of Xingyi Liuhe Fist, which was popular in the early Qing Dynasty. The fat man used the fighting style of Huo's Bajiquan, which was learned from his own godmother. Both methods of boxing were in a strong and unparalleled way. The Bajiquan method was said to have Tai Chi in the world and the martial arts had the saying that the Baji had the world to stabilize the universe. Xingyi Fist even had the momentum of shaking his arms and stomping his feet to shake Jiuzhou. The two of them let go of everything, fisting to the flesh, and fighting like an angry wave.

The two sides gradually exhale their anger. Mao Xiaofang's progress in Xingyiquan was about to be beaten out and he made all his strength. Hanba's perfect cultivation was used with all his strength. This punch hit the essence of Xingyiquan and the momentum to exterminate everything in the world. The fat man's cultivation was fully opened. A move of the eight Vajra styles stood up to face the opponent's Bengfu. The sword energy was circulated with all his strength, and countless small and sharp sword lights were clearly entangled in the fat man's fist. With a shocking loud noise, the fat man was blown away by Mao Xiaofang's punch and landed in the red and surging magma flow a hundred meters away.

"You are not my opponent, kid, among humans, your cultivation should be considered top-notch. It is normal for my daughter to fall in love with you, but you have no chance. Today, either you die or I die. Show your true skills. I know that you are the legendary sword cultivator, let's use the sword cultivator." Mao Xiaofang laughed a few times, and looked at the struggling fat man shouting loudly, asking the fat man to use the sword cultivator's means.

As you wish, the fat man jumped into the air from the magma stream and wiped a handful of blood. With the power of his soul, the Qingping sword turned into a stream of light and rushed to Hanba in the blink of an eye. The innate Gengjin sword light that had been warmed up in the Fat Man's purple mansion for more than half a year was destroyed with all his strength, turning into invincible lightning and slashing towards Hanba.

"Hey, the innate Geng Jin sword light, boy is good, but the sword light of this strength wants to break my defense? You should underestimate my cultivation too much." Hanba raised his claws and resisted the sword that the fat man slashed with the power of the soul. He laughed at the fat man with disdain.

The feeling of being despised was so uncomfortable. The fat man's heart was furious. The power of the soul moved again. He withdrew the sword and used all his strength to spread the soul power. The three swords came out at the same time. Three lights turned into three different forms, a white tiger, a blue dragon, and a red Vermilion Bird. Three morphological sword lights flashed from three different directions and attacked Hanba hard. The tiger claws, dragon pounced, and the Vermilion Bird breathing. The three different attribute attacks burst out with colorful fireworks on Hanba. After the fireworks, Mao Xiaofang, who was unscathed, appeared in front of the fat man again.

"Three native flying swords, simulating the physical transformation, almost the sword light can be differentiated. Boy, it seems that you have inherited it as an ancient sword cultivator. What a pity, you met me today, so what about the sword cultivator? It's the end of the world, between heaven and earth, the weak are prey, and strength is the most respected. I am lucky to be a drought-ba. I am destined to be the enemy of your mankind. Boy, I will take your life. I will die for me." Mao Xiaofang said this, his ferociousness was erect, killing me."

The air leaked out and rubbed it up. The bear-shaped body in Xingyiquan turned around and elbows to hit it out. A thick and sharp bone spike appeared out of thin air on the thick elbow. A elbow hit the fat man's chest with the bone spike. The bone spike flashed into the fat man's heart. A blood-red hell blood flame was sent into the fat man's chest with the bone spike, burning in the fat man's body. He stopped the dry bar and kicked it out, kicking the fat man into the magma flow a hundred meters away.

Brother, Wu Fatian screamed in pain. What was not easy behind him. Yun Zhongtian and Kong Wuming all looked sad. Why did the situation suddenly change to this point? The six people knew that it was their turn next. We all went to fight it together. After Zheng Jingren shouted this sentence, he rushed towards the drought-ba where Mao Xiaofang transformed. While rushing, he silently recited the spell in the Jade Emperor's Skill. The magic tricks in his hand continued to be shot, and he shouted loudly: "Change". A starlight shot from the stars in the sky, transforming into a commander of the heavenly soldiers, five feet high, covered in fairy armor, and a big gun in his hand stood at the clouds toward Zheng Jingren.

The chapter on the Summoning Gods in Zheng Jingren's Jade Emperor's Secret is divided into twelve realms. Each realm can be transformed into different gods by borrowing the power of the stars and stars in the world to create different gods for Zheng Jingren to drive or merge.

Level 1, Yellow Turban Strongman, flying in the clouds and fog, with infinite power,

Level 2, Heavenly Soldiers of various divisions of Heaven

Level 3, the heavenly generals of various divisions of the heavenly court

Level 4, commander of various heavenly soldiers

The five-level generals commanded the heavenly generals

Level 6, major star constellations

Level 7, Four Heavenly Kings, Marshals, etc.

Level 8, the gods of the heavenly tribes

Level 9, Heavenly God of War

Level 10, Four Heavenly Masters, Magical Array

Level 11, Six Emperors of Heaven

Level 12, summoning the Jade Emperor's clone

Zheng Jingren has now reached the third level of cultivation and can transform into the commander of the heavenly soldiers in the ancient heavenly court. Zheng Jingquan said with the word "combination", the commander of the heavenly soldiers turned into a stream of light and combined it with Zheng Jingren into one, and Zheng Jingren became the commander of the heavenly soldiers, which was comparable to the first-class power of the earthly immortals. He danced his big gun in his hand and fought with Hanba.

The other five people also rushed to join the battle circle, all of which used their strongest moves and combat power. For a moment, various attack lights and magical magic spells kept flashing in the air and bursting out, and finally turned into nothing in front of Hanba's body. It disappeared silently. Only the arrogant laughter of Hanba Mao Xiaofang was left in the air.

Mao Xiaoling had just completed the conquest of the twelve flying blood corpses when he saw the fat man being pierced by his father's elbow, and a large mouthful of blood was spurted out of Lao Gao, and he fell into the magma powerlessly. Fat Brother, Mao Xiaoling exclaimed, rushed over, lowered his head and gently carried the fat man into his arms, touched the fat man's arms with one hand a few times, found two bottles of top-quality life pills, and tried hard to feed the fat man's mouth. While Mao Xiaoling was feeding medicine, the tears of blood in his eyes turned into a broken bead, which kept dripping onto the fat man's face, and the fat man's mouth was constantly calling.

The six saviors over there used their own means to fight against Hanba. The power of thunder, the ghost king of the Yinsi, the commander of the heavenly soldiers, the Buddhist apologist Galan, Kong Wuming's five thousand five-element flying sword, the dragon musket used by Wu Fatian's Nine-Turn Yuanli, and all the gorgeous ultimate moves were revealed in the world, and they fought a great battle with Hanba.

In the dark, the fat man felt warm water drops falling on his face, and a warm feeling was emitted from his whole body. He woke up slowly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mao Xiaoling's tears on his face. The fat man called Xiaoling gently, reached out and gently wiped away the two blood and tears that were about to fall from Mao Xiaoling's eyes.

"Brother Fat, you are not dead, it's great, you're fine if you're fine." Mao Ling burst into tears and smiled happily.

At this time, the battle in the field was decided again. Several saviors were beaten up by Hanba, and they rolled and fell out of the circle. They all vomited blood, which seemed to be seriously injured. Seeing this, the fat man struggled to get up to meet the enemy. Mao Xiaoling gently put the fat man next to Wu Fatian and said, "Brother Fat, I will come, to eliminate the demons and protect the people, and protect the people, which is the responsibility of our Mao family for thousands of years. I, Mao Xiaoling, get rid of this Hanba with you today."

Speaking of this, Mao Xiaoling floated gently and flew into the air. The purple bamboo in his hand fell to his mouth. A general's order was played. In the thrilling Xiaoyin sound, the twelve flying blood corpses suddenly changed from a statue to a living twelve demon gods. According to the direction of the formation, they rushed towards Mao Xiaofang with the Jiuyou Xuanhuo. The field turned into a zombie battle. The battle between Hanba bravely fought against the twelve flying blood corpses was staged. With the blessing of the twelve demon gods Red Lotus Against the Heavenly Formation, although the twelve blood corpses could not defeat Mao Xiaofang, Mao Xiaofang could not destroy the twelve blood corpses. The two sides burst out brilliant battle fireworks in the air again and again.

Fatty, rush up and take advantage of the good opportunity of these twelve blood corpses entangled with the drought bar to rush into the pillar of fire in the middle of the formation. Use your Jue Xian Sword to absorb the essence of the earth vein fire borrowed by Mao Xiaofang, and completely sacrifice your Jue Xian Sword. Although there is no innate Lihuo essence, the red lotus karma fire transformed by the earth vein fire is also OK. Go quickly." The old man in his consciousness sent such a sentence to the fat man.

The fat man looked at the six saviors who had taken their own healing medicine and were using their own powers to regulate their breathing. He felt relieved. After he had done so, three flying swords turned into sword light to protect themselves, and stood up with the sword, and flew towards the fire pillar at the top of the mountain in the middle.
Chapter completed!