c_t;Dingyu abroad, the battle continues.-79xs-

The battle between Jia Ming and Tu Ling has reached a heightened level.

Blood was flowing all over his body, but Jia Ming was still persevering.

With his cultivation level in the Tiangang Realm, he fought with the Tu Ling who had already entered the throne for an hour.

This is enough to show that Jia Ming's combat power is not weak, especially with the magic weapon left by Qi Sheng, Jia Ming really went back and forth with the Tu Yi Ling.

Gasping heavily, Jia Ming didn't even have the strength to speak.

Tu Ling looked at Jia Ming again, and there was no contempt, but instead it was anger and solemnity.

The sarcasm of the demon cultivators also completely disappeared. They could unscrupulously mock Jia Ming, who had a weak cultivation, but could not mock Jia Ming, who was unyielding and would rather die.

"Jia Ming can't do it!"

The king of Dingyu sighed.

With such unyielding fighting spirit, and being able to fight against such a young man in the supreme realm among the demon cultivators.

Wherever you put it, it is worth protecting.

But war will not pity anyone, it will only distinguish between victory and loss and life and death.

Tu Ling raised his bone hook again and said with a ferocious face: "Boy. (Advertising) I have to eat you alive today. Otherwise, it will be difficult to relieve my hatred!"

Jia Ming couldn't speak, but just smiled at Tu Ling with blood on his face.

This smile, full of mockery, showed his disdain for Tu Ling.

Tu Ling is obviously a person who is extremely prone to being "incited" and angered.

When he saw Jia Ming dared to look at him with such a look, he immediately shouted: "What are you looking at? Try another one!"

After saying that, Tu Ling threw out his bone hook directly.

Jia Ming wanted to hide, but he really had no strength. He could not dodge at all and was immediately caught by Tu Ling.

Blood was flying, and in Lu Fan's eyes, Jia Ming's vitality instantly dissipated halfway.

Tu Ling directly pulled Jia Ming in front of him.

Opening his mouth wide, the Tu Ling said with a spit on his face: "Boy, despair! Trembling, like I beg for mercy. I will make you die happily!"

Jia Ming slowly took out something from his waist.

It was not until this time that Lu Fan and others could see clearly what magic weapon Jia Ming had been using.

Concentrating and holding his breath, Lu Fan saw a dragon-shaped "jade" pendant in Jia Ming's hand.

Not big, just filled the palm.

A strange character was condensed on the dragon-shaped jade pendant. Jia Ming grabbed it hard, and immediately gathered the power of gray and white "color" and flowed into his body.

Immediately afterwards, cracks began to appear on the "jade" pants.

This is obviously a sign of collapse. Jia Ming himself was crazy about absorbing the power of "Yu" Peinei. With his current physical condition, what he wanted to do is self-evident.

Lu Fan had already narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Lord of Dingyu and others could also see it.

Similarly, Tu Ling, who was about to bite Jia Ming to death, felt the power that was surging wildly in Jia Ming's body.

Tu Ling screamed in shock and immediately ran backwards.

He reacted very quickly and was also very fast, but he just forgot to take his hook back from Jia Ming.

He moved and pulled Jia Ming directly to him.

Jia Ming used all his last strength to make a voice from his throat and said, "Die together, demon cultivator!"

Tu Ling shouted: "Madman, the righteous madman, who wants to die with you!"

As he said this, Tu Ling threw the hook out with his hand and threw it into the distance with Jia Ming.

But the moment he threw it out, the "jade" puppet on Jia Ming's body exploded.

That's right, it's because the jade pendant exploded, not the flesh body exploded.

Lu Fan saw it clearly and immediately had something else in his eyes.

The huge explosion formed a black ‘hole’, and a whirlwind of power condensed in the void, which involved the Tu Ling.

Seeing this, the demon cultivators retreated one after another.

Except for the Dark Yuan Saint's "Girl", all their complexion changed slightly.

In their opinion, Jia Ming is a madman who would rather self-destruct than kill the demon cultivator.

He represented the fighting spirit of the Western Leadership Alliance. Although Jia Ming did not win, it can be clearly seen that in the void, whether it was the Western Leadership Alliance, or the people brought by Lu Fan and Tang Hui, all of them showed the expression of unity of hatred and unity.

At this moment, everyone present went out of tune with their fear and their momentum rose to their peak!

Seeing this scene, the dark Yuan Sheng’s “Girl” still had a calm face as usual.

The first battle was frustrated, and the demon cultivators did not suppress the momentum of the Western Leadership Alliance, which made the Dark Yuan Saint's "Woman" a little unhappy.

However, in her dark eyes, no one could see her true emotions clearly.

He raised his hand gently, and all the demon cultivators around him stood on both sides.

The Dark Yuan Saint's "Girl" stood in the void, and her body slowly floated forward and moved forward.

"What is she going to do?"

The Dark Yuan Saint's "female" moved, and the Lord of the Ding Realm and others became nervous.

Lu Fan clenched his fingers slightly, and he probably guessed what the Dark Yuan Saint's "Girl" was going to do.

The Dark Yuan Sheng’s ‘Girl’ floated to the front of the formation and waved her hand.

Immediately, all the forces that were still rioting became quiet.

The black hole disappeared, and two broken flesh bodies floated out from the center of the explosion.

It was Tu Ling and Jia Ming!

The vitality disappeared, and Jia Ming and Tu Ling both rotated gently in the void like garbage.

The Lord of Dingyu said, "We have to take his body back."

The other kings nodded slightly.

The demon cultivators didn't even look at Tu Ling at all.

For demon cultivators, a draw is the same as losing. Tu Ling, who is one level higher than others, and even beats him like this, has lost the face of the Daoxin Demon Sect.

Even if he is still alive, he will be ridiculed. It is best to die now.

The demon cultivator who was interested in his corpse just wanted to refine his corpse into a puppet.

The Dark Yuan Sheng 'woman' suddenly said aloud: "I dare to use a boy to insult my Daoxin Demon Sect! I am standing here now, who dares to come out to fight me?"

The voice of the Dark Yuan Saint's "Woman" was not very loud, but it made everyone else's expression change with the faces of the Lord of the Ding Realm.

They had thought that the demon cultivators would launch a large-scale attack, and they had also thought that the demon cultivators would send masters to "fight" again.

But I never thought that the Dark Yuan Saint's "Girl" would stand up and demand a one-on-one battle.

Behind the Lord of Dingyu Kingdom, a red-haired old man said: "The Dark Yuan Saint's 'female', the three demon kings of the demon cultivator. This time, she is brave enough to stand up and ask for battle. Let me meet him!"

The Lord of the Dingyu Kingdom just nodded, but at this time Lu Fan said, "Senior, don't go. Let me give it to others for making great contributions. Qingfeng Sword Saint, it's time for you to take it. Isn't this opportunity just right for you?"

Seeing Lu Fan pointing his finger directly at Qingfeng Sword Saint and others, the Lord of Dingyu and others all showed a sudden enlightenment.

Qingfeng Sword Saint frowned slightly. Behind him, Tang Hui's lips moved slightly, and immediately sent a voice: "Don't attack the general's technique, you can't fight!"

Seeing that Qingfeng Sword Saint did not speak, Lu Fan continued, "What, Qingfeng Sword Saint is unwilling to do so, or can't he beat it?"

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Chapter completed!