At this time, above the auction hall, a deep voice sounded, like a dusk drum and morning bell, echoing in the ears of the crowd, causing many people to spurt blood and recover from the demonic state. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What just happened?"

"It's like I've been in a legendary hell, it's terrible!"

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Outside the venue, many people were shocked, their faces were as pale as paper, and it was terrible to fall into a magical barrier just by watching this battle.

On the other side, in the auction hall, the faces of the powerful people present were different, and many peerless powerhouses did not look good.

"This person from Qingxi Sect is cultivating that forbidden demon skill, and there are still people practicing this kind of exercise, which is really dry and harmonious. ”

"This forbidden technique requires a person who has returned from a stillborn child to be able to practice. This kind of cultivation method is extremely vicious, and the Qingxi Sect even uses it for people to cultivate. ”

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The faces of the heroes of the Western Regions present were ugly, and they recognized the origin of the pale young man's cultivation exercise, which was a forbidden exercise of the Qingxi Sect, and thousands of years ago, it had made both foreign and human races feel fearful, and it was called a kind of magic skill.

Thousands of years ago, the people of the Qingxi Sect who cultivated this demonic skill can be said to have shaken the ancient and secluded continent, and since they were born, they have all crossed a great realm challenge, and they have never been defeated, and their opponents have never survived.

Such a strong man should have shaken an era and become a symbol of the Qingxi Sect. However, in the Nage era, the world would only be afraid of this world-strong man of the Qingxi Sect, including the Qingxi Sect itself.

Because, there is a legend that the opponent who was killed by this magic skill was extremely miserable after death, and the soul was dragged into hell, and the body was occupied by evil ghosts, becoming a corpse puppet warrior, killing everywhere.

After that era, this kind of practice never appeared again, and the world thought that it was lost, but they could not imagine that it would reappear in the world today.

"This demonic skill is too weird, it can easily lead cultivators to fall into demons, the more profound the cultivation, the deeper the demonic barrier, and in the end, they can't extricate themselves. The Qingxi Sect may become a generation of demons in the future. Someone muttered with a worried look.

Elder Mo of the Heavenly Teng Sect sighed and shook his head slightly, he could see just now the origin of the pale young man's cultivation exercises. It's just that between Qingxizong and the young man surnamed Wang, there is already a lot of power, and he can't come forward to mediate.

Now, the strong people from all sides present are shocked by the birth of this magic skill, and as for the result of this battle, many strong people already think that there is no suspense.

The cultivation of this pale young man is already in the middle stage of the adversity realm, and he is facing the battle with this magic skill, even if he is a strong person in the early stage of the heavenly realm, he may not be able to take advantage of it, let alone a young man in the late stage of the earth realm. Countless black flame blades fell, and the young man surnamed Wang may have already become a meat foam, or a corpse puppet as the legend suggests.

"It's really boring! I thought that this battle could bring some fun, but when I thought of the immortal genius of the Western Regions, it was like this. The woman surnamed Qi said lightly.

Next to them, the powerhouses of the Western Regions present were expressionless, and they were ridiculed by a woman, which really annoyed them in their hearts, but they couldn't do it. The outcome of this battle is decided, and nothing can be changed.

Bang!

With a bang, one foot stepped out, rushed out from the blade of black flames in the sky, and stepped in the air, and suddenly, the sky was filled with brilliance, and there was a mysterious meaning of the power of heaven and earth echoing, and the blades of black flames in the sky were extinguished.

Qin Mo rushed out, his feet flashed with light, and as soon as he stepped out, countless light patterns spread, covering in all directions, like a glorious cloud, caged to the entire ring.

The pale young man's body shook, and he took a few steps back, and Mu Ran's face showed surprise for the first time, "Broke my ghost flame and slashed the sky?"

The surprise on his face disappeared for only a moment, and his arms shook, and two black flame spears condensed, the tips of the spears were crystal clear, glowing with strange lines, and they vibrated into terrifying fluctuations.

With a bang, the two black flame spears stabbed straight and collided with the Ruiguang cloud, immediately emitting a huge roar, and the black flame and Ruiguang were entangled, like two natural enemies fighting fiercely.

In mid-air, Qin Mo swooped down, alternating with his fists. After he broke the Black Flame Blade with [Qilin Tarui], he no longer used this ancestral array technique, and still used his physical body to fight the enemy.

Brush...... , Qin Mo's speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, he came close, and a punch blasted out, smashing straight towards the pale young man's chest.

"Do you think your physical body is very strong? In fact, your behavior like this is the real death. ”

The pale young man spoke in a low voice, threw two black flame spears, stabbed them into the clouds of light in the air, and then moved his arms and swung his fists to meet them.

The most terrifying killer of the martial artists who cultivate this kind of magic skill is their physical body, which is comparable to the lava beasts of hell, and their defensive power is extremely amazing, and it is difficult to shake at all.

Boom!

The two fists collided together, and between heaven and earth, suddenly the black wind roared, gushing out boundless black gas, turning into a terrifying black flame mist, enveloping the entire ring.

A dull thunderous collision sound came out of mid-air, shaking countless people's ears, and some people's ears were bleeding continuously, and they were directly deaf.

This kind of collision is not like a fist, but like the collision of two peerless divine weapons, which makes people smell and change.

Then, in the mist of black flames in the sky, a pale gold fist mark rushed out, like a pillar of heaven, rushing up to the sky.

The void shook, and a figure flew out of the black flame mist, blood spurting wildly from its mouth, and the figure's face was extremely pale and glowing with wisps of black gas.

At the auction venue, the powerhouses of the Qingxi Sect originally smiled, and they were extremely looking forward to the moment when Xiao'er surnamed Wang was killed and blood was splashed in the air. However, at this moment, their smiles froze in unison, frozen on their faces.

The one who was knocked away was actually the pale young man of the Qingxi Sect, the inheritor of that terrifying demonic skill?

At this moment, the faces of the powerhouses of all parties present changed, they could never have imagined that this collision was actually the pale young man of Qingxi Sect.

In mid-air, the pale young man roared under his breath, like the roar of a demon, and he spurted blood, trying to stabilize his body, trying to fall back into the ring and continue the fight.

Brush...... , A figure swept over, Qin Mo chased after him, and still punched out.

The fist wind like angry thunder exploded, and the power of this punch was even more blazing than the punch force before, piercing the void holes one by one, and the endless energy spread in a circle, chasing the pale youth.

The pale young man changed color, and in the fist collision just now, he realized that he was wrong, and he was ridiculously wrong.

However, the body of this young man surnamed Wang was far superior to him, comparable to the late stage of the King Realm, and even close to the body of a martial saint.

The body of the saint, what a terrifying fact, even if this demonic skill is cultivated, the power is monstrous and shocking, it is difficult to shake the defense of the body of the saint.

With a low roar, the pale young man kept coughing up blood, and the dark true flame erupted under his feet, turning into a pair of black flame wings, cutting through the void and rushing towards the sky.

This kind of speed can be said to be as fast as lightning, and it is beyond the limit of the strong in the adversity realm.

"That's [Ghost Stepping on Hell Mountain]!" someone looked solemn and said the origin of this body technique, which was a body martial art that matched this kind of magic skill, and he didn't expect that the pale young man had also practiced it.

This kind of body technique is extremely terrifying, and when it is performed together with this kind of magic skill, it complements each other, and the power of each other can surge by more than three percent.

However, although the pale young man's speed was fast, Qin Mo's speed was even faster, and the [Evil Shadow Sword Step] that merged into the [Qilin Tarui] was like a glimpse of floating light, the last hair came first, and a few flickered flickering, and he was already chasing behind the pale young man.

Rumble!

A punch blasted out, vibrating like a mountain, hitting the pale young man's back, shattering his body on the spot, turning into a dense black mist that overflowed.

Roar Roar Roar ...... In the black mist, there was a terrible ghost screaming, which made people smell the creepy, and many people were shocked, did the martial artist who cultivated this kind of magic skill really be possessed by evil ghosts? Otherwise, how could there be such a terrible scene.

Qin Mo stood in the air, did not perform other martial arts, still as before, punch after punch blasted out, injecting Zhengang energy, and his fist moved like the sky.

Thousands of fist marks penetrated into the black mist, blasting away this black flame mist, and finally nothing was left, completely turning into a cloud of light smoke.

The pale young man of the Qingxi Sect, who cultivates peerless demon skills, may become a generation of demons in the future, and become the existence feared by the strong people from all walks of life in the mainland, just like that, in this ring, he was killed by Qin Mo.

"Ah...... , little brute surnamed Wang, you should be damned!"

The protector of the Qingxi Sect screamed miserably, his face was distorted, and he wanted to rush into the air and kill Qin Mo into slag. (To be continued.) )