Wen Ren Jingling's change did not stop, but became even more crazy, his height rose five feet in just a moment, and his body became even more swollen, and his muscles were even more inflated, which seemed extremely explosive.

And under the rampant demonic energy, its cultivation is also constantly climbing, reaching the peak of the early stage of the god transformation, and it is only a little short of breaking through the middle stage of the god transformation, but it looks like it gives people a different feeling, not the difference in the realm, but the fundamental change in that temperament, and its power is even stronger.

For monks, realm is the only criterion for measuring their strength, but this is not necessarily the case, some monks cannot judge them with common sense, such as people like Ye Chen and Wenren Jingling.

Wen Ren Jingling from the transformation to the end, the whole process seems to be very long, but in fact, it is only a matter of a moment.

The middle-aged man not far from Wenren Jingling looked at his transformation directly, and did not make any moves, not that he didn't want to, but that Wenren Jingling's transformation was too fast, and it was too late.

Seeing the changes in Wenren Jingling, the middle-aged man was also slightly stunned, his brows were tightly locked, as if he was thinking about something, this kid's appearance and breath are so familiar, by the way, the demon clan, this kid is a demon clan.

Hey, it's not right, just now it clearly showed the breath of the human race, how could it be possible to transform into a demon, could it be that it is because of the cultivation of the demon clan's exercises that it will change so much? But this is not right, even if the demon exercises are magical, it is impossible to change the breath of the whole body of the human race, strange, really strange.

However, the middle-aged man didn't pay attention to the changes in Jingling, no matter how he changed, so what, even if he broke the sky, it would be useless, the gap between the god and the god refining could not be made up by a transformation, it was just an appetizer just now, it was time for him to try it, and the time had dragged on long enough.

Thinking like this, the middle-aged man shouted violently, and a golden light burst out from his body, and then rose to the sky, and the middle-aged man's figure also moved at this time, rushing towards the transformed Wenren Jingling, whose speed was as fast as lightning.

The momentum was like a mountain pressing towards Wenren Jingling, and the air was constantly shaken by its might, and there were faint signs of shattering, of course, this was just thinking, and the broken space was not something that ordinary people could do.

As he walked forward, the middle-aged man slapped his hand at Wenren Jingling.

When the big palm was sent out, it instantly expanded, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura poured into it, making the palm become thicker, as if it was a real palm, exuding an amazing aura, and covered it towards Wenren Jingling.

Seeing the other party attacking, Wen Ren Jingling's blood-red eyes emitted a strange light, and then his hand was raised slightly, and the palm facing the sky was split.

After it fell, a brilliant light shot out from the Heavenly Spirit Treasure in his hand, this light was as thin as a cicada's wings, but it showed a trace of cold light.

Under that huge palm, this cold light as thin as a cicada's wings seemed extremely small and insignificant, as if it would be extinguished by the big hand in the next moment.

However, the next moment, the two struck together, silently, as if nothing had happened, but as if something had happened, the big hand that was falling in the air stopped in the air, and there was no drop after the exchange.

If you look closely, you can see that there is a very small mark in the palm of the big hand, as if it has been scratched.

And the cold light just now also disappeared, and it seemed to be really extinguished by the huge palm.

However, an unexpected situation appeared, the palm that was still powerful just now was like broken glass in the next moment, and there were cracks, and then a violent energy spread out from the palm, and a shocking explosion broke out, and the wind blew in all directions, and the surrounding area became a vacuum because of its explosion.

Seeing that his attack was blocked so easily, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and his eyes glared at the boss.

Some looked ahead in disbelief, and muttered to himself, "How is that possible!" ”

The attack just now seems ordinary, but it is one of its secret skills, the huge palm condenses the spiritual power of half of its body, coupled with the infusion of heaven and earth aura, its strength is needless to say, but even so, it did not hurt Wenren Jingling at all, but was easily cracked by Wenren Jingling, is this still a god-transforming monk? Even a monk of the same rank had to deal with his blow carefully, but he was broken by this person's sword.

The figure of the middle-aged man also stopped at this time, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the wings behind Wenren Jingling's hands, and the next moment the middle-aged man seemed to remember something.

Hearing that Jing Ling didn't care so much, his right hand moved, and his Heavenly Spirit Treasure was raised by him again, and a trace of cold light flashed on it, obviously he was about to do it again.

"Don't worry, boy, I have something to ask you!" The middle-aged man said loudly with a wave of his hand.

"Something to ask me? What do I have to say to you, it's rare that if I say let you let me go, will you let it go? Although Wenren Jingling said this, the Tongtian Spirit Treasure in his hand did not move again, but was on guard, ready to do it at any time, of course, he also wanted to hear what the old man had to say.

"To tell the truth, even if your current change is very weird, and your whole body is full of demonic energy, but after all, your realm is still in the god transformation period, and the gap between the god and the god refining must be clear to you, even if your strength is improved, it can't be the same, even if you can hurt me desperately, but so what, the final outcome is still death, I don't want to leave early, cultivating immortals is for immortality, who would want to die if you can live, if you can answer some of my questions, I may let you go, and no longer kill you!" The middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and said with a look of sincerity.

"Well, you say, if I can answer, I will definitely say!" Wen Ren Jingling was slightly stunned, and then spoke.

"Did you kill a group of Mo monks before you came in?" The middle-aged man said slowly, his question was quite similar to what the white-haired old man asked Ye Chen.

"Yes, I killed it!" Wenren Jingling said bluntly, he is not as scheming as Ye Chen, otherwise he would not be played by Ye Chen, to be honest, Wenren Jingling is still too honest.

"Why did you kill them?"

"Why? There's no why, it's just unpleasant to watch! Wen Ren Jing Ling snorted coldly.

"Unhappy? That is, there is no revenge? So why kill it? Just because it's upset? Isn't there any other reason? ”

"I said old thing, are you annoyed, you said that it looks unpleasant, if you kill it, you will kill it, can't you kill it if you don't have a grudge? Can't I just want to kill? You have a lot of control, if you want to do it, don't grind around here, are you still a god cultivator? Wen Ren Jingling rolled his eyes and said.

In the face of the question of the god refining monk, Wen Ren Jingling's answer was completely different from Ye Chen, one was as cunning as a fox, the other was straightforward, and he dared to be so scared in the face of the god refining monk, I am afraid that there was no one, but from this point of view, it can also be seen that Wen Ren Jing Ling's identity is not simple, if it is an ordinary god transformation monk, how can he have this courage, he is scared to death.

The middle-aged man didn't speak immediately, nor did he get angry when he heard Jing Ling's reply, but stood there and groaned, as if he was thinking about something.

"Old fellow, I also told you what you asked, whether to let me go or continue to fight, you give me a happy word!" Wen Ren Jingling asked loudly.

"And one last question, you shouldn't look like a monk from the small interface of the Red Leaf Sea, what is your relationship with the Demon Clan's Heaven Shaking Demon Emperor?"

Jingling was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he was a little surprised.

Leaving aside the situation on Jingling's side for the time being, the two have already stopped fighting, and the battle situation on Ye Chen's side has also entered the most critical moment.

After launching the supreme blow, Ye Chen felt dizzy, the weakness of his body made his face pale as paper, and he launched so many great moves in a row, I am afraid that he would have been squeezed dry by other god-transforming cultivators, if it weren't for the 10,000-year-old spiritual liquid, even Ye Chen would not have been able to use these tricks.

Fortunately, it was all over, Ye Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the apocalyptic scene in front of him, even he couldn't help but shudder, and silently mourned for the old man.

It's finally over, and the God Refining Cultivator is nothing more than that, not killed by his buddies, Ye Chen thought with a slight smile.