The roar echoed in the space with the fighting spirit soaring into the sky.
All the disciples looked at the mountain in shock. At this moment, they were involuntarily affected by the fighting spirit, and they couldn't help but burst out from their hearts, and the fighting spirit soared into the sky even more shocked them.
Is this the real strength of Zong Zhan? With such momentum, even the mid-stage strong people in the Transformation Realm are not as good as those in the mid-stage strong people.
"It turns out that this is the true strength of the sect madman. He was forced to use all his strength by a nine-generation disciple in the late stage of gathering spirits. I don't know if it was to be glad or smile bitterly. If it weren't for this battle, who would have thought that there would be such a powerful person among the nine-generation disciples? But the war god of the Crazy Sect sounded familiar." A young disciple who was proclaiming his aura looked at the mountains ahead and couldn't help but say.
"For the Burning Heaven Ruins, they are all hidden very deeply. I wonder how many dragons there are in the huge Tianyun Sect and how many tigers are hidden among the many disciples. But no matter whether it is a dragon or a tiger, on the day of the disciple competition, if it is a dragon, it will be a dragon, and if it is a tiger, it will be a lie for me." A young man with animal skin stared at the front and murmured.
"The disciple competition is becoming more and more exciting. Perhaps that day will be the day when a hundred flowers contend, and that day will always remember the records of the Tianyun Sect." A young man in black smiled indifferently.
"The God of War in the Mad Sect? What a familiar name..." An old man stared at Dashan and whispered. Not only the old man, but even the top strong men of Tianyun Sect were confused.
At the same time, I think about the peak.
"The War God of Crazy Sect? Crazy Sect, is it... that Crazy Sect? Is this son his descendant?" The old man on Siguo Peak became solemn, looking ahead, silent.
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It has to be said that today's battle shocked too many disciples. Perhaps this battle is just a behind-the-scenes look at the disciple competition. On the day of the disciple competition, we can see how many young powerful people are hidden in Tianyun Sect. Looking at the mountains ahead, many disciples are becoming more and more excited. They want to see who can laugh to the end in the end, and some people hope that both sides will suffer losses. Only in this way can two places be vacant.
When everyone was surprised, a sound of explosion came from the mountain, and a bronze light and shadow rushed out of the mountain with the surging fighting spirit.
In an instant, everyone was shocked again. The bronze light and shadow turned out to be a huge battle halberd that was hundreds of feet long. The battle halberd pointed directly at Lu Jiang who was standing on the ground and roaring.
If someone could see Lu Jiang's spiritual sea at this time, he would definitely be surprised to find that Lu Jiang's spiritual sea was like a sea of ​​demons, with the sound of demons singing, and the surging demonic energy rolling in it, as if something was brewing. The great demon scripture that had been floating in his mind in Lu Jiang's mind was actually blooming in black, and countless dense black patterns formed complex and ancient words, which looked very strange.
"Roar!" At the moment when the Hundred-foot Battle Sphur attacked, Lu Jiang suddenly let out a roar of a beast. He took a step back with his right foot and protected his chest with his fists.
The loud "Boom" sound shook the sky and the earth. The giant halberd attacked, and instantly dispersed the demonic energy emitted by Lu Jiang's body. After this powerful blow, Lu Jiang was bombed away like a sandbag and fell heavily a hundred feet away. Lu Jiang's hands were already covered in blood and flesh, and the white bones mixed with flesh and blood, which looked very terrifying.
The giant halberd disappeared, Zong Zhan showed up in his hand with a bronze halberd. He put on a bronze armor again, stood in the air like an invincible god of war, staring at Lu Jiang below with majestic appearance. Seeing that his attack only injured Lu Jiang's hands, Zong Zhan showed an incredible look on his face. He took a deep breath, and the shock in his heart was hard to calm down.
When he saw the demonic energy in Lu Jiang's body gushing out again, Zong Zhan's pupils shrank sharply, and then he shouted unwillingly: "The Dragon-turning style of the Crazy Sect." Before he finished speaking, Zong Zhan held the battle halberd in both hands, and his aura was very strong. At this moment, the light he burst out was bronze. In addition to the bronze battle halberd and bronze armor, Zong Zhan was like a bronze war god.
As Zong Zhan waved his halberd, his light became dazzling.
"Roar!" A sound was like the sound of an ancient dragon roaring from the deserted ancient dragon resounded throughout the world. At this moment, the bronze light blooming from Zong Zhan formed a bronze ancient dragon about ten feet. Although this dragon was only ten feet long, its shape was exactly the same as the ancient dragon recorded in ancient books. How could this not shock many disciples?
"Oh my God, it's really an ancient dragon, the bronze ancient dragon that claims to have unparalleled combat power."
"What kind of sect is that Kuang Sect? Why have you never heard of it before?"
"What a terrifying combat power. At this time, Zong Zhan may not dare to touch his edge in the middle stage of the God Transformation."
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Exclamation was repeated. Not only many disciples, but even the powerful Tianyun Sect whose spiritual sense enveloped this place was shocked. They did not expect that there were such a heaven-defying person in the Tianyun Sect. They saw at a glance that Zong Zhan turned into a bronze ancient dragon and used a certain combat skill. What they did not expect was that Zong Zhan had such an ancient and powerful combat skill.
When Zong Zhan burst out his strongest attack and came fiercely, Lu Jiang lay on the ground, roaring in his mouth. At this time, he was already confused. His mind was filled with the sound of the demonic chanting. Lu Jiang's murderous thoughts and demonic intentions continued to expand. Finally, this murderous thoughts and demonic intentions formed a substantial transformation, integrating into the rolling demonic energy in the spiritual sea. The words formed by the black lines floating in Lu Jiang's mind instantly poured into Lu Jiang's spiritual sea.
Looking at the bronze ancient dragon that was about to swallow Lu Jiang, many disciples felt nervous. They both hoped that Lu Jiang could bring miracles, and wanted Lu Jiang to die tragically. If Zong Zhan could not kill Lu Jiang at this time, then how many of the young generation could kill these nine generations of disciples?
At the same time, at a certain mountain in Tianyun Sect, the King of Berserks stood on the top of the mountain. He stared at the direction of the market. When he saw that the bronze ancient dragon was about to swallow Lu Jiang, his muscles pounded and his aura was uncontrollably emerging. He suddenly stretched out his hand and wanted to explore the direction of the market. But as soon as he stretched out, he paused suddenly, looking at the direction of Siguofeng, showing a hint of hesitation. Finally, he sighed and his aura was restrained.
Thoughts on the peak.
"It is worthy of being the Crazy Sect fighting technique that dominated the heyday. Unfortunately, the bloodline is too thin to burst out the Crazy Sect fighting technique that makes the world tremble." The old man looked at the direction of the market and said slowly, and a hint of expectation appeared in his eyes.
At this moment, the old man's expression suddenly changed, and a sharp elf burst out from his turbid eyes. He stared at the direction of the market and murmured: "What... what demon is this?"
When the old man was shocked, the market was already silent, and only the buzzing sound of powerful momentum echoed in the entire space, and everyone stared at the scene ahead in shock.
I saw that when Lu Jiang was about to be swallowed by the bronze ancient dragon, a giant hand formed with demonic energy actually poked out from Lu Jiang's eyebrows and the magic hand clenched into a fist, forming a huge fist that was ten feet tall, and it punched the bronze ancient dragon extremely fiercely.
"Boom!" The entire space shook violently, and a terrifying shock wave spread wildly. The bronze ancient dragon, which was bombarded by the demon fist, disappeared instantly, and the mountain that was previously hit by Zong Zhan shook again.
Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. They didn't see Zong Zhan's trajectory flying backwards. If it weren't for the shock of the mountains, they would have thought Zong Zhan was completely wiped out by this punch.
Many low-level disciples were completely shocked when they saw this scene. The battle in front of them had subverted their cognition. Is this... or a battle between the Spirit Gathering Realm and the Spirit Gathering Realm?
Before everyone could digest what they saw, suddenly there was another fighting spirit coming from the mountains. A dragon roar sounded throughout the world, and only a roar exploded: "The Dragon-style of the Crazy Sect."
Everyone was as stupid as a wooden chicken.
Can Zong Zhan still fight?
"I am worthy of being a clan madman." One of the disciples in the crowd was amazed.
"Is this your strength? However, if you can't even erase a nine-generation disciple, you are not worthy of becoming my opponent." The beast-skinned green said in a young voice.
"Demon, this is a top-level demon. What kind of inheritance have you obtained? No, no matter what kind of demon you are, you still can't compare to my deceased son." Cang Sheng clenched into a fist and made a gloomy sound. At this moment, the strangeness on Lu Jiang's body had already made Cang Sheng feel a great threat, although Cang Sheng did not want to admit it.
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When everyone was shocked, a dragon roar resounded throughout the world. Everyone saw a bronze dragon head suddenly appearing, with the power of destruction, and blasting towards Lu Jiang below.
At the same time, the demonic energy rolling in the spiritual sea of ​​Lu Jiang was like a rolling cloud, and a dark right hand gradually appeared in the demonic energy. With the rolling of the demonic energy, I vaguely saw a pitch-black little man sitting cross-legged in the demonic energy. The little man was floating in the body of the little man, which were actually the words on the Great Demon Sutra.
"Man...scroll...gives...demons...screws...man...demons." A vicissitudes of words suddenly rang out in Lu Jiang's mind.
Chapter completed!