Duan Yiyun did not directly join the battle, but flew into the sky. As for Zhao Qiming, he rushed into the battle group. He came to Xiao Jin's side and looked at the two Zhenyuan Palms blasted forward by Mo Zong with a solemn expression.
I saw his arms crossed in front of his chest, and four light blue force field vortices emerged from the cross-shaped forks of the arms, blocking the front of the demonic palm of his left hand.
Although he has half-stepped into the early stage of bone transformation, the radiation range of the source force field at this time is only six inches. To display the source force vortex magical power, he must use the superposition of the force fields of both arms.
"Boom" a loud noise.
Zhao Qiming immediately felt a terrifying power impact, and the cyan vortex of source power on his arms only lasted for half a breath before completely shattering.
Excitement flashed across the demon's blood-red eyes, and the scaly demon hand turned into a fist, and the bone spurs at the finger joints hammered hard on the flesh and blood of Zhao Qiming's forearm.
"when!"
A crisp sound came out, and the bone spurs easily pierced the flesh and blood, but when they hit the bones, they were unable to move in. At this time, a black liquid exuding a greedy smell spurted out from the bone spurs.
Zhao Qiming had no time to resist, and his body was blasted away by the bone-spurred fist. He felt the magic power of Qi and blood left in his body, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and rays of precious light shone in his body.
The five colors of red, cyan, blue, yellow, and gold lit up on the torso and limbs, condensing into a five-color light film, and poured into the wound on the forearm crazily.
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On the other side, Xiao Jin snorted when he saw Zhao Qiming blocking Mo Zheng's Zhenyuan Palm. The monkey's paw that originally used the Zhenyuan Palm was reversed, the palms of his hands were closed, and the fingers were interlocked, leaving only a Align your index and middle fingers facing forward.
The one-foot multi-source force field in the palm of the hand squeezed inward, and rippling streams of light poured out, finally turning into a dazzling silver cone-shaped vortex, suspended on the fingertips.
At this moment, the little monkey transformed the Zhenyuan Palm into the Whirlpool Heart Finger, and pointed forward fiercely.
The power of penetration fights the power of shock to destroy the face! Break the palm with your fingers!
"laugh……"
A sound like air leakage came out, and the concussive ripples outside the magic palm were pierced by the vortex of the little monkey's fingertips, and the fingertips touched the purple-black scales at the bottom of the magic palm.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze for an instant, and the next moment the scales cracked, and Xiao Jin's monkey paw with terrifying penetrating power penetrated hard.
"Roar!"
Demon Zombie had just swallowed Zhao Qiming's flesh and blood, and before he could get excited, Xuan Xinzhi broke through his defense. He let out an angry roar and a million kilograms of source force field exploded, knocking Xiao Jin away.
A blood hole appeared at the bottom of his right hand's demonic palm. The wound was connected to the forearm bone. The astonishing spiral penetration power seemed to penetrate into the demonic bone.
At the same time, the invisible source force field also surged out of Zhao Qiming's body after being knocked out, squeezing out the qi, blood and magic power that had invaded his body.
After the black liquid came out, it immediately turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the blood hole in Mo Zhan's right palm. The flesh and blood inside squirmed, and the energy and blood rolled around, seeming to be repairing the wound.
Suddenly, a five-color spiritual light surged out of the blood hole, making a corrosive sound, and a terrifying force of destruction erupted.
"ah!"
Mo Zhan let out a scream. He reacted extremely quickly. The invisible force field surged rapidly. A ball of five-color flesh and blood, much larger than before, spurted out from his palm, scattered in the air, and turned into a ball of multi-colored smoke. A putrid smell filled the air.
Not only was the wound on Mo Zong's right palm not repaired, it actually expanded a bit.
Seeing this, Zhao Qiming breathed a sigh of relief, and the essence and blood surged in his body, repairing the flesh and blood on his forearm.
Since he dared to fight Mo Zhan up close, he was naturally prepared. After the magic power of Qi and blood entered his body, he immediately mobilized the magic power of the five poisons and concentrated it into the flesh and blood essence of his arm.
Hong Yuntian didn't notice it for a moment and inhaled the qi and blood magic mixed with the five poisons into his body.
This poisonous mana with the attributes of the five elements has an energy level no less than that of qi, blood and magic. The mana attributes conflict with the magic. After the explosion, not only the corrosive power but also the destructive power surge out, causing secondary damage to the opponent internally. .
After a few breaths, the wounds on Mo Zong's palm recovered as before, but his size was obviously much smaller than before, and everyone couldn't help but feel refreshed.
Li Qianfeng's judgment was correct. Hong Yuntian's flesh and blood clone magical power consumes a lot of the flesh and blood essence of the demon zombie carrier.
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The demon's blood-red eyes stared at Zhao Qiming, seemingly extremely angry, and he turned into an afterimage and rushed out.
However, he only has one hand that condenses the source power fluctuations of the Zhenyuan Palm, and the other hand has two fingers close together. The source force field outside is distorted, as if he wants to simulate the magical power of the Xuan Xin Finger.
Xiao Jin's figure flashed and stood in front of Zhao Qiming.
With the help of the six-eared macaque's unique bloodline magical power, it can easily learn any of Lu Kun's magical skills, and the use of the Xuanxin Finger is extremely easy.
The reason why the little monkey put his palms together just now was to cover up the changes in the source of power in the palms. Mo Zheng only observed the cone-shaped vortex on the fingertips, which was not enough to use the Whirlpool Heart Finger.
Sure enough, when the fingertips of Demonic Zombie approached, the cone-shaped vortex was still not condensed, and the power was not as powerful as the Zhenyuan Palm. The little monkey easily caught it.
Then it joined forces with Zhao Qiming and fought with Hong Yuntian, the demon's zombie clone.
Mo Zhong suffered a loss and became cautious, while Zhao Qiming and the others were also on guard against the opponent's special magical powers and did not dare to let go of the fight.
Due to the disparity in strength between the two sides, one person and one monkey are still at a disadvantage.
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At this time, Duan Yiyun was suspended above the battlefield. Her eyes were fixed on Mo Zou's body. Her whole body was emitting an astonishing treasure light. Terrible sharp power was flowing in her body. Golden threads were flowing along the bones. towards the arm.
Duan Yiyun's palms faced each other, half-clenched fists placed in front of his chest, a dazzling golden light emitted between his fingers, and a terrifying sharp aura gradually emanated from his body.
Her whole body was like a terrifyingly powerful sword, suspended in the sky, as if it could unleash a shocking blow at any time.
The demon zombie below seemed to be aware of it, and its offensive slowed down a bit.
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In the other direction, Dugu Yiming and four other sword cultivators stood in a unique formation. Each of them had strong sword power surging in their bodies, especially Dugu Yiming, who exuded a trace of the uniqueness of Yuan Ying stage sword cultivators. The sharp power.
Four flying swords of several inches shuttled among the people, traveling in some mysterious route. As they intertwined with each other, sharp power appeared in each sword cultivator's body.
Li Qianfeng stood in the center of the four people, with hundreds of magic treasures emitting light from his body. Dark spiritual lights surged crazily from various parts of his body and converged on his right magic arm.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the palms of his magic arms were held up to the sky. A ball of blood-red liquid energy gradually gushes out from the palms, with a layer of flames faintly on top.
The moment this energy appeared, the purple-black scales outside Mo Zombie's body couldn't help but become tighter. This physical body seemed to feel a hint of fear instinctively. Mo Zombie's blood-red eyes couldn't help but look over...
