As the gravitational and repulsive forces within a radius of several miles all converged on Du Kang's hands, the surrounding clouds and airflow began to become turbulent.

The unconstrained air and moisture mixed together chaotically, stirring up a chaotic cloud composed of tiny water droplets and strong winds, and derived a complex sky.

The ball of stance was thrown out, dragging colorless light, and met the purple true fire of Samadhi in mid-air.

"You look like you have two brushes. My time is precious. I hope I won't drag on meaningless people for too long."

In Xue Yingjun's murmur, dazzling light was released in the sky, and the purple sun turned the night into day.

The expanding True Fire of Samadhi and the ball of stance that remained unchanged in size continued to annihilate each other. After being eroded by nearly half of its volume, the True Fire of Samadhi exploded directly.

The raging shock wave blew away the dark clouds covering a radius of more than ten miles, forcing the monks to stay away from the endless fighting nearby.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The two parties that created this big scene looked at each other several miles apart, and they were all intact.

At this point in the fight, Xue Yingjun already wanted to quit. After all, he came to the Dragon Palace to recruit a son-in-law, not to compete with others.

Since the two sides are similar in strength, there is no point in continuing to fight. It is better to call it quits and make peace, and each looks for new prey.

But just when Xue Yingjun wanted to say a few words and then retreat, three golden blades of sword energy suddenly appeared from behind him, cutting through his body like cutting through grass and mustard.

In Xue Yingjun's disbelieving look, his body broke into several pieces along the cutting marks of the blade, collapsed and scattered into a pile, falling on the broad back of the three-headed demon dog.

Taoist Yaizhen appeared silently behind Xue Yingjun, grabbed his broken arm, took off the three rings, and put them on his fingers.

The three-headed demon dog just noticed something strange on its back and wanted to turn around to see what Xue Yingjun was going crazy about. However, the three collars around its neck suddenly vibrated violently and zoomed in and out several times before stopping.

This is a phenomenon that occurs only when the demon-proofing circle changes hands. Is Xue Yingjun crazy?

It was only then that the Yin Shen Xue Yingjun, holding a golden shield and looking like a pot-bellied ghost king, flew out of the corpse's sea of ​​consciousness.

Unlike his younger brother Xue Yingwei who followed the path of the Bull Head, Xue Yingjun practiced the Path of the Ghost King in the Shi Fang Yin Shuai Dharma.

This ghost king is different from the ghost king in the realm of cultivation. It is a kind of ghost that is born with the ability to control ghosts. It is the most superior ghost form and is known as the ghost type that is easiest to break through to the ghost king realm.

At this moment, the reserve ghost king was holding a shield weapon, trying his best to resist the destruction of the Yin God by the Qi of the Jiajuan Blade, while running away quickly, wanting to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible.

How could Du Kang let him go like this? He used his mind to communicate with the ring in his hand and issued his first command to the three-headed demon dog.

"Have you seen this monk who has been enslaving you? As your new master, this is a gift I want to give you. I believe you will like it..."

The six eyes of the three demon dogs looked at each other, and they quickly understood the current situation. Their eyes looking at Xue Yingjun were full of ferocious joy...
Chapter completed!