The Road to Martial Arts BOSS

Chapter 1101

In the dark magic palace, a figure drifted past like a ghost, and entered a hall behind the magic palace.

"Lan Cang, what are you doing here?"

A ball of fire ignited, reflecting a gloomy face and a pair of deep eyes, silently looking at the blue-robed Taoist whose whereabouts were discovered.

Su Fengzhuo, the master of Fudian of Zunmo Palace, is the person in charge of guarding the secret palace of Tianmo Palace.

Lan Cang was not flustered when he was called to break his track by this person, but just showed a somewhat simple and honest smile, and said: "It's nothing, I just want to find a treasure in the secret palace."

"To enter the secret hall, you need a warrant from the Demon Lord. Lan Cang, you should be clear about this."

Su Fengzuo seemed to be talking casually, secretly mobilizing his hand in his sleeve.

It's really weird that Lan Cang sneaked here quietly. Although Su Fengzhuo has worked with Lan Cang for many years, he still needs to be vigilant when he should be on guard, and he should be suspicious about what should be suspicious.

"Don't tell me, Lao Su, you and I have worked together for many years, and your grandson, Ah Xie, is still following me in the world. Why do you have to make such a difference?"

Lan Cang didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior at all, and he still smiled authentically.

"Tell me, I saved several lives of your grandson back then. If it weren't for me, Lao Su, you would have given away a gray-haired person to a black-haired person. Oh, no, your hair is not white..."

"boom--"

The air wave swept across, and the fireball disappeared in an instant. Lan Cang, who was still chattering just now, pressed the palm of his hand that was slanted from below, and there was no trace of frivolity on his face, only calm and indifferent.

"Why bother? Old Su, you and I have been friends for so many years..."

There was a pale breath brewing in Lan Cang's palm, "Why do you have to come to die?"

"Lan Cang, you really have rebellious bones in the back of your head."

Su Fengzhuo's dark color flowed, adding a hint of evil, "Whoever trespasses in the secret palace will be killed without mercy!"

"Battle of all evils, kill!"

Darkness enveloped the whole body, Su Feng's turbid palms were like thunder, his fists were like lightning, his whole body turned into weapons for attacking the enemy, pouring down on Lan Cang like a violent storm.

"Boom boom boom..."

Like a broken drum, Lan Cang kept making dull noises, and was beaten repeatedly by Su Fengzhuo, making him back again and again.

The obsidian ground was like mud, and Lan Cang stepped on nine footprints in a row, one deeper than the other, and in the last step, Lan Cang's feet didn't even go into the ground.

At this moment, Lan Cang paused, his true energy surged, and he pushed Su Fengzhuo back a step.

"Battle of all evils, it's really not bad." Lan Cang brushed his chest and abdomen, brushing off the non-existent dust, "And the palm strength against corpse energy, Demon Lord is really very wary of the corpse palace. "

If the group of indestructible bones under his hands were accidentally hit by this palm force, although they would not be injured immediately, they would still miss the opportunity.

Sometimes, the end of losing the opportunity may end in defeat.Su Fengzhuo's series of attacks just now, with the power to dispel corpse energy, was obviously aimed at killing Lan Cang.

"Why are you okay?" Su Fengzhuo looked at Lan Cang, who was safe and sound, and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course it's because... I'm different."

Pushing horizontally with gray and white energy, in the seemingly ominous palm strength, there is a corrupt energy that can't be broken, but there is a sense of peace.

"Ascension to Immortal Transformation."

The scene of a fairyland evolved from the ominous colors, as if the master was not a product of unborn corpse refining, but a living person.

But this fairyland turned into a sneaky and stern, and the vicious palm force made Su Fengzhuo, who was fighting against each other, stagnate.

Just at this moment of stagnation, the sword energy formed threads, and came out from Lan Cang's back, with deadly palm strength, and struck from the side, as well as knife energy, fist strength, and in an instant, Liu Dao's energy was full of corpse energy. Attacking from all directions, Su Fengzhuo was hit hard in an instant.

"you······"

Lan Cang didn't wait for Su Fengzhuo to talk nonsense, and smashed his sky spirit with a palm, extinguishing his vitality.

"Go, go into the secret hall and find some treasures to defend yourself."

Lan Cang took out the token from Su Fengzhuo's arms and shot it at the gate of the secret hall, "Mozun most likely brought the Yuanmo Heart Crystal with him, but it may also be stored in the secret vault. Even if you don't have it, you can find it." Some treasures will be used as help."

Several shadowy figures walked around, standing behind Lan Cang.

"Is this the Corpse Dissolving Immortal? Get rid of the shortcoming of not turning into bones, and have a life span that is difficult to achieve with a human body."

Someone saw Su Fengzhuo's death and whispered to himself.

"It's still a little short of consummation," Lan Cang said, "Only when the restriction of spirit and soul is broken can we truly achieve consummation. By then, we will all have a way forward."

The gate of the secret hall opened slowly, and Lan Cang entered first.

"Without the Demon Lord's warrant, we can only forcibly break through the restrictions inside. Let's make a quick decision."

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On the border of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the battle between man and beast is still going on.

The Mozun grasped the universe with his palm, and with a palm supporting the sky, the demon figure pushed the beast Tianlu into the ground, causing countless sand and stones to explode.

Logically speaking, this palm should be a mountain that should be shattered, but War Beast Tianlu still roared fiercely, drumming up the magic energy and wrestling with the demon phase.

'This evil animal is connected to the earth's energy, so it can't be killed. ' Mozun's face was gloomy, very annoyed.

Zhan Beast Tianlu only has brute force and doesn't know how to move. If he wants to avoid the fist that is not much different from Wang Baquan, it is actually quite simple.

However, what Zhan Beast Tianlu relied on was never his moves, but his body that was close to immortality.

The air of the earth is endless, and the beasts of war will not die.As long as the connection is not broken, even if the head is lost, it can still be connected. This is the immortality of the war beast.

To Mozun, this magical beast is as annoying as brown sugar, it can't be killed, and it's unwise to fight it recklessly.

'time to go. '

Mozun is no longer obsessed with killing this monster, and has the intention of retreating in his heart.

However, I just want to leave now...

"late!"

A black-robed and white-haired figure came across the sky, and the war beast Tianlu broke out from the ground, roaring in a low voice and kneeling down.

Xuanyin Jiansu and Xiao Qiye also saluted from afar, calling them "Dao Monarchs".

Daojun Qingyu, who defeated the demon king in the imperial city of Shendu and fought fiercely with Daozu, here he is.

"Mozun, your life, as well as Yuanshi's devilish energy, must be kept."

Qing Yu pressed down with one hand, raging waves and whirlpools, the whole world is like being in a deep sea whirlpool, everything will be crushed, "God's whirlpool."

"The primordial demon shakes the sky."

The Demon Venerable urged the Yuanshi demon body to merge with the Heaven Supporting Demon. With all his strength, a pair of huge demonic hands penetrated into the vortex, and the demonic energy raged, as if to explode the vortex.

but······
"too weak."

With a sigh, the devil's hand was crushed in an instant, and even the sky-supporting devil's figure was torn apart inch by inch in the vortex.

Daozu once took over Qingyu's divine move, and Taishang Daoist also took over.But Mozun is not the above two. Compared with the ten thousand-year-old strange Taoist ancestor, the supreme Taoist master with the power of heaven, the difference in strength between Mozun and Qingyu is too great.

"Bam—"

The huge demon image burst open like a balloon, and a specter flew out of it.

The Mozun wanted to escape, but was defeated by Qing Yu again, the Mozun no longer had the will to fight, and only had the idea of ​​running away.

However, running away in front of Qing Yu is undoubtedly a very extravagant idea, at least for Mozun, it is very extravagant.

Boundless forever.

That figure was everywhere, appearing in front of the phantom in an instant, using Reverse Demon Source, the phantom's attack returned the same way.

"Wow--"

The Mozun was wounded again, and his mouth turned red.

Qing Yu raised his hand again, the vitality flowed back to his palm, and he charged his strength again with a strong move.

Unlike Daozu and Taishang Daoist, Mozun could not prevent Qingyu from using the vitality of heaven and earth, so Qingyu's combat power at this time had a considerable increase compared to before.

"The scene of divine change."

The divine character appeared on the fingertips, and the intertwined Qi was bundled into a strand, piercing the demon's chest.

At the same time, Qingyu stretched out his other hand, and the myth of doomsday appeared, striking with the sword energy that pierced through the air.

"Sword God," Qing Yu looked sideways at the sudden figure, "Do you want to snatch my spoils?"

"nature."

The sword god raised his talent, and the sword light fell, like a catastrophe from the sky, "Heaven punishes the sword."

After not seeing him for a while, the sword god's skill has increased again.The rising catastrophe gave birth to a large amount of catastrophe, and these catastrophe became the foundation of the doomsday myth and the sword god.

And compared to the doomsday myth as a weapon, the strength of the sword god who is the demon of the myriad calamities has grown even more impressively.

If Qing Yu hadn't created the doomsday myth, the strength of the Sword God would have been even higher at this time.

"Auxiliary wheel sky burial."

The bloody sword qi drew a scarlet demonic fire in the air, one after the other with the sword qi, and cut the demon king in the middle into four pieces.

"puff--"

The blood rained like a canopy, but it was dried up by the demon fire in an instant. The Demon Lord, who had been in the demon way for nearly a hundred years, was chopped into four pieces by Qing Yu and Sword God before he even said a last word.

"Qiangqiang-"

The remaining energy of the sword clashed with each other, Qing Yu and the sword god dodged at the same time, the swords clashed, the two divine soldiers, the genius and the myth of doom, full of murderous aura, clashed three strikes in an instant.

"bass--"

The sword god pierced through Qing Yu's palm strength with the finger pointing to the sword, and captured Yuan Shi's demonic energy that had lost its host, but Qing Yu also captured a portion of the demonic energy at the same time.

Both sides exert their strength at the same time, and the magic energy is divided into two sections.The four eyes looked at each other, the awe-inspiring killing intent and sword intent were facing the wheat light like a sharp point, making the sound of breaking and whistling.

Under the powerful state, even the invisible will becomes tangible, just like the real thing.

"One Thought of Killing Tribulation·Sword Defeating Tianfeng."

The sharp sword body soared into the sky, and the sword of killing and calamity rolled down like a mountain of swords, and slashed towards the figure who seemed extremely small compared to the sword body.

"Don't ask about the years, let the wind sing."

The hurricane swept across, and the knife gas turned into layers of wind blades, and when they clashed with the sword of killing and robbery, only the clanging sound could be heard in the ears, which was both chilling and very pleasant.

"Land of God."

The hurricane evolved, the haze turned violently, the sky and the earth were vast, and all the scenery was blurred and shattered under the haze.

The sword god reversed his talent, his figure swirled, and his murderous aura instantly swelled. With a single sword, he cut through the raging haze, broke through the space, and retreated directly into the crack in the space.

"Qingyu, this half of the demonic energy, let's take it as compensation for your past forging the robbery weapon."

"It's not that easy."

Subconsciously, Qing Yu was about to cast Wujie Yong Chasing, but the sword energy bursting out from the void told him that it was really that easy.

After this delay, the sword god fled away.

(End of this chapter)