Behind the fantasy world, a huge one-eyed shadow appeared, and the whole person exuded a mysterious and strange aura. Multiple illusions were cast one after another, leading Silk Road into each of the strange illusions.
The battle between the two became more and more intense. On the ring, huge explosions continued to be heard, and pieces of stone exploded, causing the surrounding ground to shake crazily.
They are rivals, and have lived together in Zheng Shiyi's Ling Jiaohou Mansion for a long time. They are the opponents who know each other best in the Shenhou Conference.
With Mo Xing using all his strength, Huan Shi gradually became more and more crazy as they fought, and the wounds on their bodies continued to increase.
Mo Xing's body was shining with light, and black demonic energy gathered under him, layer upon layer, as if converging into a black ocean current. The demonic energy rotated, and slowly condensed into a black demonic dragon shadow. Mo Xing lowered his hands, Drops of blood fell from his body and dripped into the shadow of the demon dragon.
In an instant, a dragon's roar resounded.
A streak of blood-red color flowed over the black demonic dragon's shadow. The shadow seemed to have completely turned into a real ancient demonic dragon and came to life.
The bloody dragon's eyes are cold, its claws are sharp, and its horns are crystal clear. You can even vaguely see the scales on this black dragon.
"Blood Dragon... This is one of the ten most evil spells in the religion. It uses one's own essence and blood to flow into one's own demonic energy, thus causing the demon dragon's power to skyrocket, just like the demon dragon is resurrected."
The Six Desires Demonic Dragon suddenly stood up from his seat, with a look of surprise in his eyes. As far as she knew, she was the only one among the younger generation who had mastered the top ten evil arts. Mo Xing, an ordinary boy, actually He has mastered one of the ten most evil arts.
In the madness of the fantasy world, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes that always showed a trace of calmness. Then the aura in his body surged, and a huge unicorn silhouette appeared behind him.
The unicorn is all green, as if carved from jade, with a faint glow under the sunlight.
"Qilin's evil technique! In the fantasy world, he has also practiced it and become one of the ten most evil arts in the sect!" The eyes of the Six Desire Demon Dragon were full of shock. This is one of the ten most evil arts in the demon sect. In addition to talent, it requires talent to practice. The biggest requirement is the character of mind.
The ten major evil arts are based on the power of ancient evil beasts. The ancient evil beasts are violent and violent, and they are most likely to go crazy when practicing.
I thought that among the younger generation of the Demon Sect, I was the only one who had practiced the top ten evil arts. Unexpectedly, both Huan Shi and Mo Xing had practiced the top ten evil arts!
The bloody dragon's shadow and the green unicorn's shadow continued to grow, the overwhelming ferocity spread from the arena, and the boundless wild atmosphere enveloped the entire venue.
In the venue, everyone suddenly felt as if the air around them had solidified, and the terrifying ferocity spread, making it almost difficult to breathe.
The martial arts treasure in Mo Xing's hand turned into two short knives and slashed down.
Blood-red light poured into the daggers. The two daggers seemed to be giant claws of a dragon, shining with a strange black-red light. When the claws fell, they seemed to shatter the scorching sun in the sky, and the whole world fell into darkness. among.
On top of the fantasy sword, demonic energy surged, seemingly burning like crazy, and streams of light filled with destructive energy continued to erupt and shine.
The next moment, the two collided suddenly.
In an instant, extremely terrifying air waves rose into the sky, surging towards the surroundings, and the void seemed to twist.
On the ground, hard stone bars continued to explode, rising with the air waves.
The huge blood dragon phantom shook suddenly, and the pair of dragon claw phantoms seemed to have broken.
On the green unicorn shadow, the horns of the unicorn seemed to be broken a lot.
Above the arena, rays of light continued to shine.
The long sword of the fantasy world was swung, and every strike of the sword was like the hoofs of a unicorn crashing down. The light sword seemed extremely heavy, as if it was falling from the weight of a mountain.
It’s light but heavy!
It is a higher state than lifting a weight with ease!
Demonic energy surged around Mo Xing's body, and the weapons in his hands changed rapidly. Sometimes they were as heavy as a dragon's tail, sometimes as sharp as a dragon's claws flying down...
In mid-air, the sword energy and sword light continued to explode and bloom, releasing terrifying power, and the cold murderous aura continued to surge around.
The martial arts treasures in the hands of the two men collided continuously, and every time they collided, they made a loud noise like a mountain exploding.
The clothes on both of them had been torn to pieces by the force of interest, and the exposed flesh was covered with bloodstains.
Their eyes were scarlet, and they seemed to have lost consciousness long ago, leaving only a fighting instinct.
Zheng Shiyi clenched his teeth and clenched his hands urgently. The nails in his hands had sunk deeply into the flesh of his palms without even noticing it.
Tragic!
The fight between Mo Xing and Brother Huanshi was really fierce. The strength of the two of them was between equals, and they understood each other extremely well.
And Mo Xing was so focused on revenge that he didn't even care about his own life or death. If the fight continued, both of them would definitely suffer losses.
"about there."
Mo Xing stuck out his tongue, licked the blood on his lips, kicked his legs on the ground, jumped into the air and floated into the air, a crazy look flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the fantasy on the ring below with a ferocious expression. At this time, the weapon that turned into a long sword in his hand suddenly retracted and stabbed towards his abdomen!
Below the ring, everyone in the venue suddenly widened their eyes and looked at Mo Xing in shock.
"Is he crazy? Why would he stab himself?"
"What is this... this kind of breath!"
"What a terrifying smell..."
The martial treasure in Mo Xing's hand passed through his abdomen. The martial treasure had turned blood red, as if it was condensed from blood. A terrifying aura that made people tremble emitted from the martial treasure, and the aura seemed to be majestic. It is as if the whole world will be shattered.
Mo Xing's black hair was flying in the wind behind his back. Slowly, his black hair turned blood red, and his whole aura changed drastically. He seemed to be a completely different person, making people feel like he was floating in the sky. The one who was trapped was no longer a person, but a murderous god from the Blood Hell. Every move of his hands and feet made the whole world tremble!
Slowly, he raised his hands upwards, like a devout believer holding up the martial arts treasure. In his body, streams of bright red blood flowed rapidly into the martial arts treasure in his hands.
"Blood Sacrifice Martial Treasure!"
Zheng Shiyi's expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly in the direction of Mo Xing from a distance: "Mo Xing, stop quickly!"
Blood sacrificial weapon.
When he first came to this world, the people of the Cang Yue family were using blood sacrifice methods to refine the Blood Hell Pagoda.
It's just that their blood sacrifices are made with the blood of others.
But Mo Xing, he is now using his own blood to sacrifice his weapon!
Blood sacrifice with one's own blood requires blood sacrifice year after year without any pause.
And once the blood sacrifice is activated, the power unleashed will inevitably destroy the world.
The pious look on Huanshi's face has slowly turned into a look of madness, and the aura of his whole person has risen crazily again. The aura is so strong that it completely suppresses the aura of Huanshi in the distance.
The aura of boundless violence came down like a stormy sea.
The blood-red weapon kept vibrating, and the light was dazzling, making it difficult for everyone in the venue to open their eyes.
Buzz…
In the air, bursts of loud sounds came out.
The blood-red weapon suddenly split and turned into eight sharp magic weapons, floating above Mo Xing's head.
Stick, spear, sword, knife, hammer, axe, halberd, dagger!
The eight-handled divine weapon clanged in the air, blood-red light shone, covering the void, and endless murderous intent spread toward the earth below.
These eight magic weapons were just floating in the air and had not yet flown down. The people were already frightened and their hearts were shattered.
The red pupils in Huan Shi's eyes suddenly shrank, and an instinctive sense of crisis arose in his heart.
unstoppable!
This kind of aura, this kind of attack, I can't stop it, I must break Mo Xing's attack!
Big Heart Magic!
Huan Shi's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange red light, just a ray of light that seemed to contain the entire world.
The magic of swallowing demons - the demons are dancing wildly!
It seemed like endless demonic energy surged out of his body, and the demonic energy was so powerful that it enveloped everyone below the ring.
Below the ring, everyone suddenly felt a terrifying tremor coming from their souls. In just a moment, their hearts were filled with demons and chaos!
"not good!"
Zheng Shiyi raised his hand and slapped hard on the railing of the high platform in front of him. The railing in front of him broke with a sudden sound. His face was extremely nervous. His senior brother used the magic of swallowing demons again.
Back then, when Senior Brother Huanshi fought against Qingwenjiao Guiyuan, because of Guiyuan's relics, Senior Brother performed a dance of demons, absorbing the inner demons of everyone below the ring, thus turning defeat into victory.
But everyone has different inner demons, and senior brother has swallowed up so many inner demons this time.
When the senior brother uses it, there are probably only two consequences, either the senior brother himself cannot bear it and goes crazy, or it makes Mo Xing go crazy!
no!
We must not let the two of them kill each other like this!
Zheng Shiyi watched as the black ghost-like shadows of resentful souls flew out of the bodies of the people around him and jumped crazily into Huanshi's body.
He suddenly stared at the ground and jumped out from the high platform.
Stop them, we must stop them, we can't let them continue fighting like this!
Zheng Shiyi's whole body was like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the ring.
Around the ring, everyone felt a flash of light and shadow before their eyes, and Zheng Shiyi had appeared in front of the ring, ten feet away.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came out, and two imperial city shadow guards stopped in front of Zheng Shiyi and looked over with solemn eyes.
"Step aside!"
Zheng Shiyi shouted violently, and the black demonic energy surged on his hands. His left and right hands seemed to be two demonic hands, and he slapped the two imperial city shadow guards in front of him, and the vast and boundless aura surged up.
Before his hands fell, the violent wind was already blowing up.
Wherever the strong wind passed, the spectators watching the battle were immediately swept away by the terrifying force and fell far away.
The falling of these palms was like dark clouds falling from the sky, as if they wanted to completely crush this space.
The two palms fell, but they were no weaker than the auras of the fight between Huan Shi and Mo Xing on the stage.
(End of chapter)