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Five hundred and twentieth chapters with the body of a mortal, standing shoulder to shoulder with go

Jing Tian looked at this scene. His gray-black eyeballs had already shrunk to the size of a pinhole. There was a sense of disbelief in his eyes. He just stared at Long Junchen. The black dragon's devil halberd was still moving across his chest. The extremely powerful pressure made him feel very uncomfortable. He took a breath and then slowly spit out. The heavy breath was like a dragon's breath. The black smoke was like black clouds covering the black dragon phantom behind Jing Tian. The black dragon soared into the clouds and the dragon's beards were flying. The black dragon's eyes became even hotter. This was the excitement of meeting the opponent, and this was the fighting spirit of competing.

?The sharp gun light and strong wind stood beside Jing Tian with a cold air. The body, which was like a black iron tower, became more upright, with majestic weapons, one red and one black energy burst out again. Counting the romantic figures, it is still clear that these two leaders in the Taoist world are finally going to decide the outcome. Everyone looked at the field with fiery eyes, while both parties involved were staring at each other with awesome eyes.

Long Junchen smiled loudly, not intending to keep it at all. He stepped forward with his right foot and the Demon Dragon Fallen slightly poked out. At this moment, all the energy almost exploded out of Long Junchen's meridians. He had a very clear feeling. This feeling was very strange and thumping. Long Junchen was shocked to find that the Demon Dragon Fallen in his hand began to be beating! It was not an illusion, the vibration from the blade was not a metal beep, but it seemed like a heart was beating inside.

The Demon Dragon Falcon seemed to have a sanity. On the surface of its scepter, the dark red light flowed faster and faster, and the vibration became more and more powerful. Long Junchen simply suspected that he was holding a knife, but a dragon! The light on the Demon Dragon Falcon scepter became more eye-catching. Apart from the complex and profound patterns, a dark blasting light radiated from the sharp edge of the Demon Dragon Falcon. The condensed lines of the body of the scepter were like a wandering fire dragon, with the wonderful dragon scales on it, which were as exquisite as the movement of a mechanical watch. The fiery red light flowing at high speed was like a dancing elves.

Long Junchen felt his whole body hot at this moment, as if the world was controlled by the fluctuations in his palms. This feeling seemed to have finally broken through his cultivation level, and he finally reached the demigod realm. His current feeling just confirmed the words that were exclusive to the powerful man in the demigod realm - with the body of a mortal, he was comparable to the gods!

The next second, a low dragon roar suddenly came out, and the red light around it made a crackling sound like red lightning. The air was crushed into nothingness. A strange dark red like black blood attached to the entire demon dragon's body. Long Junchen shouted rebelliously, "Blood Shadow Wind Rider, the surname Jing, please die for me!"

?As the shout fell, Long Junchen's arm suddenly shook, and the blood dragon behind him was like a demon god reincarnated, roaring hideously. The Demon Dragon's Fall pointed straight into the sky, like a black sun, cruelly sprinkling the afterglow of the doomsday to the earth. At Long Junchen's feet, there was a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Immediately afterwards, the Demon Dragon's Fall with a whimpering sound of breaking the wind, Long Junchen stepped on his feet, laughed wildly, and stepped on the waves of the blood sea, and stabbed hard at Jingtian.

"Haha, please feel free, let's try my Black Soul Sky Killing Slash for you!!" Jing Tian seemed to face Long Junchen's attack without any intention of retreating, and his dark pupils became deeper. The black dragon behind him was invisible in the endless black fog. In the eyes of everyone, Jing Tian had no intention of retreating at all. He took a firm step forward, his clothes were shattered. The two arms as thick as a tree trunk were now bulging, like small snakes squirting. The next second, Jing Tian's Black Dragon Demon Slayer raised above his head, kicked hard with his feet, and swept away at the blood shadow in front of him. The black dragon behind him also bit the blood red dragon phantom like reborn from the clouds and mist, with an unprecedented terrifying aura, and bit the blood dragon phantom!!

?The screams of surprise sounded one after another. Unfortunately, no one cared about who made it, and no one cared about what they said. Everyone's breathing seemed to have stopped. No one could stop it. It was like a meteorite colliding, and the two energy tangled together like the yin and yang of Tai Chi.

?The Demon Dragon Fallen and the Black Dragon Demon Sphur collided with a powerful aura. Long Junchen shouted loudly. The Demon Dragon Fallen, carrying an incomparable blood-red light, swept across the Jingtian. The overflowing energy completely turned the already dilapidated hall into ruins. The gravel was crushed into powder. The powder was directly burned into nothingness. The mice hiding underground and stole corpses were all burned to ashes.

?In the sky, two tangled blood-red and dark black energy eroded and expanded, like a balloon that was being inflated, and could burst out at any time. Long Junchen's face was pale, his throat was dry, and his eyes were protruding toward the outside with some exaggeration, which was a sign of losing strength at first glance, but Long Junchen had no intention of stopping, and Jing Tian, ​​opposite, grinned his mouth half a step, revealing his blood-stained white teeth, and the aura of his whole body was scattered like a black dragon that broke through the sky.

?"boom!!!!!"

A suffocating energy storm spread out with the focal point of the explosion. The entire hall was directly lifted up, and the ground turned into piles of rotten meat like chopped melons and vegetables. The strong men, Yang Kunlun, Cui Liehun, and Mu Beixin, who were still fighting in the field, were not allowed to stop attacking, and circulate the energy in their bodies to start protecting them, so as not to hurt them by the terrifying energy ripples!

?The two people in the field lost all their strength like a kite with broken strings, and fell heavily on the ground, stirring up smoke and dust. The audience around them could not say a word at this moment, swallowing secretly. I don’t know if it should be happy to see this peak duel or smile bitterly, there would be such a despicable existence. Mu Beixin looked at Jing Tian and was defeated, and was beaten into this miserable appearance by the other party, as if he was struck by lightning. He stood on the spot, not believing in his eyes at all for a moment.

Everyone outside the hall looked at each other. They widened their eyes, opened their mouths wide, and stood like countless toads, as if they didn't know how to use a shocking expression to express their inner feelings at this time! Are these two people still human?...
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