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Martial Palace, one of the halls.

The shape of this hall is rough, and on the walls of the hall, a picture of light and shadow emerges, recording a kind of boxing technique, the momentum is wild, and it is full of domineering momentum.

"Hahaha...... I am indeed a man of great luck, and I have comprehended such an amazing boxing technique in the trial of the Martial Palace! This time, I want to see the younger generation, who can compete with me!?"

In the center of the hall, Meng Yifist sat cross-legged, looking up to the sky and laughing, his voice was broken gold and jade, extremely powerful.

At this time, a light and shadow appeared, and it was the same as the figure engraved on the wall.

In this light and shadow, a thought was transmitted, informing Meng Yiquan of the shocking changes that were taking place in the martial arts group.

"Give me two choices? One is to exhaust your strength and send me away? The other is to temporarily infuse your mental strength with my mental strength and fight that bastard of the ghost clan?"

Meng Yi's thick eyebrows stirred, Huo Ran got up, and laughed: "What is the best choice?

Rumble!

In the center of Meng Yi's fist, a spiritual light shot out, merging with this light and shadow.

In an instant, the light and shadow shone brightly, and the originally vague form gradually became clear, and with a whoosh, it had disappeared and swept towards the place of the battle.

......

At the same time.

Another temple.

This temple is very vast, the earth is like a python, shuttling in the temple, exuding a majestic atmosphere.

"The Martial Palace Group has been attacked by the Ghost Clan, and it may be destroyed at any time?"

The bald-headed young Emperor Yanzong stood in the center of the hall, and his body was surrounded by a golden true flame. Stand three feet on your feet, suspended in the air, and put your palms together in front of your chest. Constantly sealing, is performing a mysterious and terrifying palm technique.

Beside him. Sitting cross-legged was a light and shadow, talking to Emperor Yanzong with the power of his mind.

"Since my creation has been obtained from the Martial Palace, I must be rewarded! Go ahead, and divide half of my mental strength with you. ”

As he spoke, Di Yanzong's forehead was flushed. A ray of spiritual light shot out and poured into that light and shadow.

Suddenly, this body of light and shadow became real, and its momentum continued to rise, filling the heavens and the earth, and it was incomparably majestic.

"Plus, inject you with another weapon!"

Emperor Yanzong said, his closed eyes suddenly opened and closed. A crack was revealed, and in an instant, the temple was boiling. Brilliant and incomparable.

Bang!

The endless flames of light converged and condensed into a short vajra pestle, only two feet long, but it had a terrifying aura.

This weapon, even the martial spirit of this martial hall was also surprised, conveying a kind of surprise and shocking thoughts.

"Go ahead, I hope this weapon can help!" said Emperor Yanzong.

Airplanes......

This martial spirit no longer stayed, holding the vajra pestle. As soon as the figure moved, it was already out of the palace. Disappear.

......

Meanwhile.

In another temple.

Jian Yueji sat in the air, and the bones in her body rang. Incomparably sharp, but also very harmonious, countless fine knives shrouded the delicate body, as if it was a sword armor, both powerful and beautiful.

Behind her, the phantoms of six knives were suspended, the color of each knife and the font engraved on the blade of the knife were different, vibrating with each other, as if they were resonating.

And on Jian Yueji's lap, there was a black saber across her, which was also constantly vibrating.

Call......

The black blade suddenly appeared a piece of firelight, as if the image of a divine bird swept up, spreading its wings, incomparably majestic, and the momentum covered the sun and the moon.

The shape of this divine bird is ninety percent similar to the legendary phoenix that disappeared from heaven and earth, and in its beak, six rays of light suddenly shot out and submerged into the six knives.

Bang bang bang......

The blades of the six knives suddenly shone brightly, and the words engraved on them were also shining, as if they had been re-tempered.

"This time the ghost clan attacked the Martial Palace Group, the layout has been for a long time, and when it comes to the battle between the martial spirits, there is nothing we can do! Jian Yueji said softly, and her beautiful face was apologetic.

Buzz Buzz...... , six knives hummed, conveying the emotion of gratitude, and then shot out one after another, as fast as lightning, towards the place of the great battle.

......

At this time, in an open place in the Wudian Group, Qin Mo and Yin Cheng also woke up.

When he opened his eyes, a ray of blood burst out, shooting through the void, like a blood-colored thunderbolt, only to see Qin Mo's eyes, two rays of blood were uncertain, enough to be long.

The intense blood surging all over his body, flowing between his skin and intestines, was very strange, adding a kind of bloodiness to his whole person.

"The core outline of the [Blood Demon Transformation Shadow Technique] turns out to be like this!" Qin Mo muttered to himself.

"Only with such an encounter and such an obsession can you create such an amazing martial arts. Yincheng also sighed, this fox has always been blind, but this time, he also sincerely admires the "blood".

Qin Mo sighed lightly and said, "The last wish of the bloody demon predecessor before his death is to create a martial palace and pass on the [Bloody Demon Shadow Technique]. Since we have received his favor, let us try to help him fulfill this wish. ”

Hearing this, Yincheng snorted lightly, but did not refute. This time, its harvest was no smaller than Qin Mo's, not only did it make up for the shortcomings of the innate realm, but it also cultivated such an astonishing mastery as the [Blood Demon Transformation Shadow Technique], which should indeed be expressed.

The demon clan is more than the human race, in fact, they believe in the cycle of cause and effect, one drink and one peck, if this favor is not repaid, there will be consequences in the future.

"Let's get started. The fox snorted, and it was also very crisp, waving its paws, and began to cast the [Blood Demon Transformation Shadow Technique].

Qin Mo was the same, the bloody qi around his body surged, condensed in his chest, and finally began to take shape, turning into a humanoid silhouette.

Bang!

At this moment, this empty place shook, and the power of endless leylines surged, sweeping towards the place where one man and one fox were meditating.

I saw that in front of Qin Mo and Yincheng, the bloody clones of one person and one fox kept moving, grabbing the power of the leylines one by one, condensing them into almost transparent bricks and tiles, and began to pile up a temple.

In the clearing, the pillars of blood also trembled, emitting a buzzing sound, exuding blood-colored brilliance, spreading in all directions, blending into the transparent bricks and tiles, making the temple gradually solidify and present a real texture.

At this time, neither a person nor a fox noticed that around this clearing, a gray gas swept in, wanting to erode in.

However, when the gray qi invaded nearly a hundred zhang, it was dispersed by a blood-colored spiritual light, just like a yin soul meeting the sun, it was evaporated in the blink of an eye, and there was a faint wail of resentful souls.

......

In the martial arts group.

In front of that hall, the strong man of the ghost clan roared again and again, and his body rose with gray qi, forming the shape of a three-headed ghost beast, and attacking the three major martial spirits.

At this moment, on the body of the strong man of the ghost clan, countless strange textures appeared, exuding a gloomy and cold brilliance, extremely terrifying, overflowing with a terrifying aura.

"The martial spirit in charge of the ground-level mid-level martial arts, just want to compete with the [Ghost King Advent Map]?

With this roar, the three-headed ghost beast's body skyrocketed, its size expanded several times, the momentum of the attack doubled, the yin wind roared, and it rushed over, colliding with the three martial spirits again.

A violent sound came out, and the three martial spirits flew out upside down, and it was difficult to resist the power of the three-headed ghost beast, and they all let out angry roars.

"Hmph, do you know the gap now? I just wanted to save some strength and easily destroy the Martial Palace, but you three remnants came to get in the way and forced me to use my real power. Why is this the origin?" The strong man of the ghost clan spoke softly, and his words were filled with a kind of mockery.

Suddenly, there was a burst of breaking sounds, which were slight at first, but by the time they were heard, they were already resounding in the sky.

A martial spirit stepped into the air, extremely burly, and smashed it down with a huge glowing fist.

In an instant, the space was smashed open, showing countless cracks spreading, and the fist was already close.

Rumble!

The violent collision spread, and the strong man of the ghost clan spurted blood from his mouth and flew out upside down, unable to withstand such a domineering fist.

"What's going on? With such a tyrannical fist, could it be the martial spirit in charge of the ground-level upper-level martial arts!?"

The face of the strong man of the ghost clan was covered with gray gas, but it was faintly visible, revealing a look of horror, and he exclaimed.

Immediately followed by-

Another body of light and shadow rushed in, and a martial spirit held a short pestle in the air, driving into the air, without stagnating, and the head was swept over.

This pestle, as if containing the power of ten thousand jun, directly knocked the strong man of the ghost clan away, slammed into the wall of the temple behind him, and slid straight down, leaving a gray blood mark.

"Another ground-level martial spirit, how is it possible?" the ghost clan powerhouse exclaimed in shock, unable to believe this fact.

For the martial arts trials in Xiling Battle City, the ghost clan explored quite clearly, in the previous martial arts trials, there were only a handful of ground-level upper-level martial arts births, no more than three in total.

This situation is also normal, you must know that among the hundred sects in the main city of Xiling, there are less than ten percent of the forces that can possess the upper level martial arts at the ground level.

If a sect holds a prefecture-level upper-level martial arts, as long as it can develop smoothly for hundreds of years, it is likely to soar to the sky and rank among the ranks of the five-rank sects.

However, in this martial arts trial, not only did the ground-level middle-level martial arts continue to appear, but even the earth-level upper-level astonishing martial arts actually appeared two at once?

"No way! That being the case, I can only urge the natal ghost crystal and trigger the full power of the [Ghost King Advent Map], it seems that this time, even if I complete the task, I will be greatly injured, and within a hundred years, I will not want to recover." The strong man of the ghost clan muttered to himself, and his tone became fierce and fierce.

At this moment, a burst of sword roared, and six sword lights came across the sky, and in an instant, they splendoured the heavens and slashed through the gray ghost mist.

"It's ...... To be able to comprehend this kind of sword technique, could it be Jian Yueji of the Jian family!" The strong man of the ghost clan screamed, and when he mentioned the name of [Six Extremes Phantom Moon Slash], he was filled with incomparable fear, as if he had seen a ghost.

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