Thunder Martial

Seeing that light, purple eyes could not help but shrink.

Purple is too familiar with the energy contained in the light.

That is the power of God, but not quite the same as when he first saw it in the world of thunderstorms.

Meng Jianfeng's sea of awareness began to emit light, and countless channels of color lasered out.

On Meng Jianfeng's body, the energy kept pouring, trying to suppress the colored light energy.

After a few breaths, the colored light disappeared.

The aura of Meng Jianfeng became obviously weak.

Zijuan did not escape because Tianfeng said a word.

At a critical moment, Meng Jianfeng blocked the attack for him.

He turned around and saw a native beast flying from the sky.

It's surrounded by colorful light, floating breath, like the divine power of the Gods.

Purple came to this Gods and Demons Battlefield, but this native beast was clearly closer to the Gods.

It's the Native Divine Beast!

In comparison to the spiritual and demonic tribes, the superiority of the divine tribe is divinity.

Shuā

The Native Divine Beast saw the purple beast and immediately flew out a light.

That light fell into the purple sea of awareness and then formed a sharp blade, trying to completely grind the purple soul.

Whistle!

In the purple sea of awareness, the soul sparkles, forming a layer of defense.

Blade forward, breaking one defense after another.

The sharp blade is constantly consuming, eventually completely dissipating, the purple sea of consciousness defense, and many others are not perforated.

When the attack vanished, his figure vanished from sight.

Thunder flash!

The next moment, he reached the side of the Native Divine Beast and punched it out.

On his fist, the demon clan's palms lit up, and the thunder rays flashed down smoothly.

When the roar sounded, the lights of Thunderclap splattered.

The body of the native god beast flies upside down, and the whole head is already fleshly blurred.

Being able to stop Zizheng from using his demonic bones without dying is powerful enough to witness each other.

It can be said that any native beast must exceed the three Divine Demon Spirits of the same rank.

At the same time, the power they are good at is equivalent to being the best of the three clans.

Purple flashed, approached again, punched again.

The earthquake shook, a deep crack spread and stretched out for miles.

Native beast lay there, body twitching constantly, blood gushed along the vague seven tricks, its breath immediately decayed until it disappeared.

Meng Jianfeng stood in the distance, and when he saw the scene, his face was also full of shock.

So far, he has encountered three different native beasts, which according to the powerful power of purple, can be swept across.

Instead, he encountered native warcraft that could barely be fought, native spiritual beasts that could be killed, and in the case of native godbeasts, only fled.

Zijuan started collecting loot, or according to the old rules, half a person.

Meng Jianfeng shook his head and refused directly. This time he did nothing.

Purple threw half a beast crystal and said: "Just the moment you help the wind block the attack is enough. ”

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Above the mountain peak, the flames soar and the fleshy scent overflows.

Zi Chen is barbecued.

This is his best move, fire is the fire of energy, otherwise ordinary flames are simply impossible to cook the flesh of these native beasts.

The flesh of these native beasts is also good for cultivating nature and not insignificant.

Purple and Meng Jianfeng ate the great pleasure, the sky wind and the glitter just tasted some, they are still refining those magic crystals while feeding on raw meat.

After all, even if purple rice is always at their service, it is not enough for them to eat.

After eating the barbecue, the purple senses a warm stream in the body that then enters all parts of the body, as well as a warm stream straight into the sea of knowledge.

In the flesh and blood, there are three kinds of energy: body, energy, and soul.

Next, he kneels on the mountain peak, refining these energies.

The next day, move on.

On this road, Purple did not encounter anyone else. Indeed, although the native beast is a treasure, the attack power is too strong, each of them is equivalent to a demonic messenger with a magic knife. In this case, whichever party encounters it, if no strong person sits in town, it is necessarily a dead end.

Just as Zixuan and Meng Jianfeng hunted the native beast all the way deep, the demonic leader returned and led the demonic people to a second encirclement of the spiritual tribe near the camp.

This time, the spiritual tribe lost a great deal.

Once again, Meng Huai, who was afraid to come out of the camp, issued a summons order to assemble the departed teams to return quickly.

Most of the teams that left were not used to seeing Meng Huai as pies. They left directly and naturally could not come back.

Therefore, Menghua travellers were blocked in the camp for two months.

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Two months later, outside the camp, where the Demon leader was, a Demon said: "My lord, the location has been determined. ”

The demonic leader nodded and said, "Hasn't the purple one heard from yet? ”

“Not yet, but according to the clues we found, he should have gone deep. Sir, do you want the knife to look for it? ”

“No, the knife is all with me. As for the others, let them all disperse and look for the opportunity. ”

“Yes!”

Thereafter, the Demon Clan withdrew completely.

After hearing the news, Meng Huai in the camp remained somewhat frightened and stayed for a few more days, sending several teams out to investigate before relaxing.

The moment he walked out of the camp, he wanted to cry.

This time he was the chief, so long as he didn't make a big mistake, he would naturally get many rewards for his resources when he returned.

And in order to avoid this terrible mistake, he came here to address many of the factors that could cause problems.

But I didn't expect that the Demon Nation would come out like this.

At the moment, the people here get out early, and the gains are minimal, and he's already one of the faults.

“Damn Demon Clan! ”

Meng Huai bit his teeth and immediately looked behind him at the hundreds of beings and said: "Now, let me kill everyone, kill the Demons all the way, don't let any of them go! ”

With enough resources, Menghua leaves the camp with all those who can fight and starts fighting to earn points.

Since then, the Land of the Gods and Demons has been opened for more than six months.

The Demon Clan leader took the Demon Knife, and the next Spirit Clan will be able to compete with the Demon Clan.

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Shuā

The razor-sharp knife came down from the sky with a powerful aura and fell on a native beast.

With a shout, the native spiritual beast was divided into two parts and landed dead.

The purple sword cut out, the figure flashed again, came in front of the second native beast, another knife cut off.

Meanwhile, behind him, a sword appeared, chopping the third native beast out.

The sky wind and the underworld, in the other direction, trapped the fourth native beast.

This time they found four at a time.

The battle was soon over after Ziqin had used his full strength.

Four native beasts, all turned into corpses.

Then distribute the spoils of war, then refine the crystals and devour the native flesh.

Purple fleshly body power, thunder energy, and soul power are all growing rapidly.

A few months later, the sky wind and the underworld broke through and reached the middle.

And the power of Zixuan is also increased several times.