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The first thousand four hundred and twenty-four chapters below

"What is that?"

Many old monsters stood up and narrowed their eyes.

Long Aotian frowned and saw a portal suddenly appear in the cyan light.

The portal quickly enlarged, it was ancient, vast and majestic, and the vicissitudes of countless years came to the face. When it appeared, a strange and gloomy aura immediately appeared, vast and majestic.

"It's out." The Vatican said in a low voice.

Someone else said one after another: "That is the gate to hell!"

"Is that the gate to hell?"

"Sure enough, he cultivated into the "Thirty-Three Heavens". That day, the vision in the sky was caused by him."

Everyone was excited.

They came here just to have a glimpse of the "Thirty-Three Heavens". Now that they finally saw this rumored technique, you can imagine how excited they were. They flew up one by one, wanting to get closer.

Watch.

"Is that the Gate of Hell, one of the thirty-three gates of heaven?" Long Aotian looked unhappy and clenched his fists. Even so, you are just a mortal. It is impossible to compete with the power of a monk.

Arrived.

At the moment of life and death, Zhang Cheng finally used his trump card. In an instant, all the internal energy in his body was exhausted, and his face became increasingly pale and weak.

If it weren't for the last moment, he really didn't want to use the Gate of Hell. With his internal power, he could only consume it once. As long as he used it, all the internal power would be drained. This Gate of Hell seemed like a super sea beast absorbing internal power, with no limit.

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Zhang Cheng stood inside the Gate of Hell, on the doorframe, with a tired face and sweat like rain.

At this time, the cyan light enveloped the Hell Gate, which was the power of the monk's virtual realm. It did not destroy the Hell Gate, but was continuously absorbed by the Hell Gate.

The cyan light kept pouring into the gate of hell. Once it entered the gate of hell, it went nowhere and disappeared without a trace.

Lu Yue's expression changed, how could this happen?

After Zhang Cheng took a breath for a moment, he started to activate his skills, and the Gate of Hell once again spewed out billowing internal energy.

With internal energy in his meridians, Zhang Cheng suddenly felt better, and his pale and weak face became much rosier.

"The Gate of Hell can actually spit out internal energy! Incredible!"

"If it can continuously emit internal energy, wouldn't it mean that its internal energy is infinite?"

"No wonder Zhang Cheng didn't fall down even after it took so long."

"It's really amazing. The "Thirty-Third Heaven" actually has this kind of ability. No wonder Zhang Nitian is so terrifying."

Not to mention ordinary people, even the old monsters in the world of cultivation were amazed. This technique of condensing the heavenly gates and spitting out internal energy was unheard of.

"Go to hell!"

Lu Yue yelled that continuing would be detrimental to him. He must be killed as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Zhang Cheng felt greater pressure. As Lu Yue recovered his cultivation and was blessed by the talisman, his strength increased every moment and would not stop until he returned to his original state.

The cyan light became more and more dazzling, and the runes flickered, turning into mountains and slowly pressing down.

Zhang Cheng's eyes were cold, and he urged the Gate of Hell to collide with the mountain. The Gate of Hell trembled slightly, while the green mountain continued to shake, and the runes continued to shatter, became dim, and were about to disperse.

Seeing this, Lu Yue's face was stern, and he performed a secret technique to stimulate potential. Then, he made a secret technique with both hands and shouted: "Thunder Mountain Technique!"

As soon as the words fell, the green mountain turned into a mountain-like thunder and lightning. The thunder roared and electric snakes flew, drowning the entire Hell Gate and Zhangcheng.

"Soil strangulation!"

With another spell, the ground rolled, and a giant hand made of rock emerged from the ground and struck Zhang Cheng fiercely.

"The stars are falling!"

Countless stars appeared around, flying towards Zhangcheng like dense bees, exploding with a bang, filling the air with the aura of destruction.

"The last one, the explosive force of the mountain-opening attack and the mountain-opening finger!"

This is the famous magical power of the Kaishan Sect driven by the explosive power of Kaishan, Kaishan Finger, a huge finger phantom shot towards Zhang Cheng.

Four consecutive kills, all of which hit Zhang Cheng.

Lu Yue smiled, now, you are dead. The four attacks just now were all his best magic powers, especially the last mountain-opening finger, which has killed many monks. Even if you are a mortal, you have mastered "

Thirty-three Heavens" will definitely die.

"Is this the power of a monk? I've seen it, but it's just mediocre."

Zhang Cheng's voice suddenly came out from the dust, which made Lu Yue unbelievable and felt his heart tremble. Is he not dead yet?

The dust dispersed, and Zhang Cheng's figure reappeared in front of everyone. Unscathed, the Gate of Hell protected him like a halo. If all attacks wanted to fall on him, they had to break through the Gate of Hell first.

Although the fierce attack just now made the gate of hell tremble, it was of no use at all.

"How is that possible?"

Lu Yue felt that his palms were wet and sticky, and his chest and back were equally wet.

"It's my turn now."

Zhang Cheng took the opportunity to recover a little and gather his inner strength. This time he did not use the explosive power of Kaishan, but chose "Ninety-nine Heavens"!

"Fifth floor, turn it up." Zhang Cheng roared and turned with all his strength. The internal force was no longer black as before, but transparent. It contained extremely terrifying power, like a mountain or a sea.

It was no worse than Kaishan's explosive force, which made Lu Yue's scalp shiver.

Zhang Cheng punched the opponent.

This punch was so powerful that it made the mountains roar and the tsunami shook the sun and the moon. Just from the breath, Lu Yue felt the smell of death.

Lu Yue knew that this punch was extremely dangerous and attacked frantically.

However, it was useless. All the attacks hit the gate of hell and could not get close to Zhang Cheng. Zhang Cheng punched him. Lu Yue resisted with all his strength, but he was still vomited blood from the terrible punch.

"I will never lose to a mere mortal. He is so powerful!" Four golden suns lit up on Lu Yue's body again, and his terrifying punches continued to hit Zhang Cheng.

Under the continuous bombardment, the gate of hell also dimmed a little. The attack finally penetrated and hit Zhang Cheng. Lu Yue was overjoyed.

Zhang Cheng coughed up blood.

Similarly, Lu Yue was also coughing up blood. Zhang Cheng's fists were terrifying and extremely lethal. They were completely unlike ordinary people's kung fu and could hurt even a monk like him.

The two sides fought fiercely, fighting fiercely, their eyes were red, and they fought for dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye.

A bone was broken in Zhang Cheng's chest, and there was a deep wound on his right shoulder. Blood stained half of his body red.

On the other hand, the other party was not much better. He was covered in blood, both from Zhang Cheng and from Lu Yue himself.

"It is impossible for a mortal to defeat a monk." Lu Yue roared angrily and fought with Zhang Cheng again.

"Who says it's impossible, I'm going to do it today. I will go against the will of God, and my fate is up to me and not to God!"

After more than a hundred moves, the injuries on both sides became more and more serious, and the consumption became more and more serious. With as much internal energy as Zhang Cheng, it felt like the gate of hell could no longer spit out the internal energy, and the opponent's talisman was also consumed and almost disintegrated.

"Go to hell!" During the fierce battle between the two, Zhang Cheng suddenly appeared behind Lu Yue with his miraculous martial arts skills. He formed a seal with his hands. It was not a mysterious seal, but the fifth layer of "Ninety-nine Heavens"

, Tianyin.

It is the Heavenly Seal transformed from the Mysterious Seal!

boom!

This time, half of Lu Yue's shoulder was shattered with one punch, and his entire right arm was shattered. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and blood fell from the sky.

"We have won. Here is another guy who can defeat the enemy and go up against the sky." The Vatican Saint said in a low voice with a flash of his eyes.

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