Chapter 623: Weird Realm

Thousands of feet high in the sky, the two of them were already in the middle of thick dark clouds. When they saw a ball of purple light hitting the door in front of them, Wei Zhongran's eyes widened suddenly.

"If you want to kill Wei, you have to see how much stronger you are than Teng Wuji?"

He also raised his hands violently, and two black lights suddenly appeared in his hands. , blocked in front of him in an instant.

Hearing a loud sound of "Cang!", Wei Zhongran's entire body flew backwards. After taking four steps back, he stood in the air again.

Following this loud noise, the surging dark clouds in the sky seemed to have heard the order, and in an instant, heavy rain poured down.

A fog suddenly rose within a hundred miles, and it rained heavily. The monks from both sides fighting below also put up spiritual shields.

But just for a moment, those foundation-building monks already felt that something was not good. The rain contained a bone-numbing force, as if they were struck by lightning.

And just when it felt wrong, screams started to come one after another, making people feel numb all over.

Many foundation-building monks fell into coma after just counting their breaths, or even died one after another while convulsing all over their bodies.

This situation not only happened to the foundation-building monks of Fengliang Mountain, but also to the Nanhai monks. There was no difference.

Even those golden elixir monks felt something bad after only holding on for a few breaths. Every drop of rainwater on their spiritual shield would splash a flash of purple light.

Seeing this, the golden elixir monks on both sides dared not stay here. After they stopped, they swept up their own disciples and hurriedly flew hundreds of miles away under the heavy rain.

The old demon cultivator simply turned a deaf ear to everything that happened below. He stared at Wei Zhongran opposite with a pair of blue eyes with a smile.

For those Nanhai monks, if they are dead, they are dead. If they catch more, he will not have any scruples.

If he hadn’t considered that there were demons and demon soldiers below, he would have struck harder. Just a drop of rain could kill those foundation-building monks. The golden elixir monks were too slow to hide. A large number of people will die, instead of being able to leave alive like now.

The old demon cultivator stared at the fat young man opposite him. He was not surprised that his attack was blocked just now. Before that, they had already had a quick exchange of about ten breaths. They have some understanding of each other's strengths.

At this moment, the fat young man was holding a black gold sledge hammer in each hand. Each hammer head looked very terrifying, the size of three or four adult heads.

A long spike protruded from the top of Wujin's hammer head, which was constantly emitting dark gold light. The sledgehammer looked so uncoordinated in the hand of the fat young man.

This was a weapon that was as tall as a giant of their demon cultivator clan, and only looked domineering when held in their hands, but it was just held in the hands of a fat young man who was not too tall.Like a simple and honest Confucian scholar, he is as uncoordinated as holding a sharp blade.

Wei Zhongran was dressed in a dark green robe, and he originally looked very gentle and elegant. At this moment, he had a pair of sledgehammers behind his hands, and a fierce and iron-blooded spirit burst out from his body.

Just now, these two black gold sledgehammers collided with each other, and they caught the quick collision of the small purple electric cauldron.

When the old demon cultivator who called himself Lei An Dao saw that Wei Zhongran was silent and his aura was getting stronger, he raised his eyebrows, clasped his hands together, and saw purple flames floating on the small purple electric cauldron in mid-air. With a "pop" sound, it suddenly expanded a few times.

In the heavy rain with dark clouds, it looked like a purple ghost with only its head left. The surrounding rainwater suddenly gathered with the purple flames, and it quickly gathered towards Xiaoding.

Then Lei An's sword crossed his hands, and with a fierce twist in the air, the small purple electric cauldron quickly spun, and the small cauldron rose higher and higher in the rapid rotation, rising above Wei Zhongran's head in the blink of an eye.

The raindrops that had just gathered in the cauldron seemed to be thrown out from the bottom of the small cauldron during the rapid rotation of the purple electric cauldron. The raindrops with purple flames covered Wei Chongran below. .

Wei Zhongran's eyes became even darker. He raised his hand and threw it, and a black gold sledgehammer came out.

As soon as the sledgehammer reached his head, it circled like a violent storm, forming a hoop-like loop that firmly protected Wei Zhongran below.

"Ding-ding-dang-dang-dang..."

A series of dense sounds suddenly sounded, as if someone was frantically knocking on a piece of metal.

After each raindrop with purple flames disperses, it hits the hoop-shaped loop, becoming denser and denser, and the purple flames on the raindrops become more and more strange.

There were elongated white-faced evil spirits in the flames, biting viciously at the black light on the hoop-shaped loop, as if trying to bite out a gap.

Wei Zhongran's expression below him became more and more solemn, and his free hand was constantly changing the magic formula.

Gradually, a trace of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, but his expression remained the same, neither happy nor sad. A little golden light slowly appeared in the center of the pupil between his dark eyes.

In the wind and rain, the small purple electric cauldron continued to collect rainwater from all sides while rotating. The next moment, it was thrown out from the bottom of the small cauldron, as if it was endless and never-ending.

More and more blood seeped out from the corner of Wei Zhongran's mouth, but he seemed to be unconscious and allowed the blood to flow to his chest and skirt, slowly dyeing the dark green clothes deeper.

"No wonder my unsatisfactory junior brother Fei Yihe lost his voice so quickly. The depth of Wei Daoyou's magic power is far beyond the peak of those fake babies I have seen. .

What kind of realm is this? To say that a fake infant is not a fake infant, and to say that a Nascent Soul is not a Nascent Soul is really surprising.There is such a realm that has never been heard of before. ”

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At this time, Lei Andao’s hands were like raindrops, constantly pointing at the small purple electric cauldron spinning in the air, and he Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, but his words were as calm as ever.

He spoke calmly, as if two old friends were chatting, but they were actually surprised in their hearts. To add to this, he has never seen such a weird realm between the fake infant and the Nascent Soul.

This realm should be able to crush all the golden elixirs, but it is slightly lower than the real Nascent Soul's early stage. But if you want to defeat him in the early stage of Yuanying, you may have to pay a lot of money.

Now that he is in this situation, it is also difficult to deal with the person in front of him. Teng Wuji is in the middle stage of Jindan. As Teng Wuji's senior brother, he has only been a demon general for thirteen years.

Thirteen years are not enough to stabilize a large realm, especially at their level of cultivation. After the news of his first visit to the Desolate Moon Continent reached Lei An Dao's sect, he immediately chose to leave seclusion.

Both he and Teng Wuji chose to become the first monks to fight in this cross-border war. An Dao wanted to sharpen his realm through this kind of battle.

Teng Wuji also had the same idea. He was only a few inches away from reaching the late stage of Jindan, but more than two hundred years later, no matter he. How to practice, except that the magic power is more solidified.

The realm is like a big mountain, which firmly stuck him at the peak of the middle stage of Jindan. The bottleneck is not loose at all. The fact is as they expected, when they arrived in the Desolate Moon Continent. In the end, we did get a lot of benefits.

But there was no news after Teng Wuji left more than a month ago. After getting the news, Lei Andao went to the valley to check it in person. After a long period of time, he finally obtained information about the monks from Fengliang Mountain and finally targeted Wei Zhongran.

In order to attack Wei Zhongran this time, it was necessary for Lei An Dao to come.

The magic power of Leian's knife is also increasing rapidly. Consuming, in this moment alone, about 30% of the mana was consumed.

And all he got was blood overflowing from the corner of Wei Zhongran's mouth, his body still as stable as a rock, standing motionless on the spot, and his breath seemed strange. How could he not be shocked by how long he still looked?

"How can a barbaric immortal cultivator like you who lives in a corner be able to comprehend my martial arts in the Desolate Moon Continent. . ”

Just when Lei An was attacking with his sword and chatting casually, what surprised him was that Wei Zhongran could also speak at this moment, but his words were only slightly slowed down and there was no pressure. To the point where he had no time to care.

As Wei Zhongran was speaking, without any warning, the giant hammer in his other hand suddenly appeared like a hidden weapon.Then with a flash of black light, it shot out from the rain curtain in front of me.

The sledgehammer went straight to the belly of Lei Andao, smashing countless rain screens along the way, like sharp arrows breaking through the waves. Looking at the dull sound of wind amidst the whistling of the sledgehammer, Lei Andao was surprised. Puzzled.

The opponent was clearly struggling against the purple electric cauldron above him, and even had internal injuries. His ability to speak surprised him, so how could he still have the energy to attack him?

"Pretending to be injured!"

As soon as this thought flashed, Lei Andao felt that something was wrong, and it made no sense at all.

Wei Zhongran’s attack at this moment was not a sneak attack when he thought the overall situation was settled, but an open and honest attack on himself while confronting the purple electric cauldron above. Everything was under his own control Happening right under your nose.

He couldn't understand Wei Zhongran more and more, but he couldn't understand it anymore. The Lei'an knife didn't move slowly. He freed up a hand, drew it in front of his chest, bent his wrist inward, and then moved towards it. With an outward stroke, a powerful force came forward from the palm of his hand.

The heavy rain in front of him turned into a big blue hand, half a person tall. The big hand was surrounded by blue and purple electric light, making a harsh sound of "ZZZZZZ...".

The giant palm faced the giant hammer and struck it.

With a sound of "Bang!", the two sides collided.

The collision caused heavy rain to fly in all directions, forming a rainless blank area in front of Leian's blade.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Andao's expression also changed. He quickly flashed towards Yiyi, and a long and pointed thorn suddenly passed through Youlan's big hand and hit his lower abdomen.

The big hand that Lei An Dao gathered just now was actually unstoppable. That palm condensed 30% of his mana, and also borrowed the power of thunder and lightning from heaven and earth.

With 30% of the mana of a Nascent Soul cultivator, even if it is lightly tapped on a giant peak, it will suddenly turn into a pile of rubble.

What stabbed his lower abdomen was the sharp spike on the front of Wei Zhongran's sledgehammer. It was as fast as a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole, and it only took a moment to penetrate the blue hand.

When something unexpected happened, Lei Andao was just startled and reacted quickly. If Lei Andao hadn't felt that Wei Zhongran was in a strange state, he was always on guard and did not underestimate the enemy. In just this moment, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

The Leian knife holds the chest and abdomen, exchanging distance for space. When contracting the abdomen, the body turns sharply to the right. With a "chi" sound, the sharp and long thorn pierces a series of raindrops, and also stabs a person. null.

Due to this hasty dodge of Lei An Dao, the magic technique in his hand was also delayed, and the small purple cauldron spinning in the air was stagnant for a moment.

The golden spots in Wei Zhongran's eyes suddenly lit up, and a strong smell of blood hit his face. This made even Lei Andao feel a little horrified. It seemed that a battlefield appeared in front of him. A sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses.

But he had extraordinary cultivation, and with a cold snort, the illusion in front of him had disappeared, and he also pushed it towards his lower abdomen.Catch that sharp thorn.

Wei Zhongran, who was on the opposite side, suddenly moved. He jumped up suddenly, grabbed the other sledgehammer flying above his head, and slammed it into the small purple cauldron in the air.

With the sound of "Boom!", the entire dark world was focused on the two fighting, and a strong wind blew up, and the layers of dark clouds in the sky were torn apart in an instant. , a ray of sunshine fell.