"The second level of the killing war realm!"

The hostility that Wei Ran kept rushing out of his body rushed out like a flood that broke through the dam. He gathered behind him, and faintly, a huge afterimage of the God of Death appeared.

The whole body of the God of Death exuded a terrifying aura, and a sharp blade on his right hand flashed with cold lights. The God of Death could vaguely see countless souls with blood in his body wandering back and forth, making painful wails.

The God of Death waved the blade in his hand and slashed it away. A blue soul was cut off in an instant and filled into his mouth. The next moment, a whine sounded, and the afterimage of the God of Death behind him became blurred like smoke, turning into a ray of blue smoke and sank into Wei Ran's body.

The next moment, Wei Ran wrapped around his body, which was like a black dragon, and the demon god was rapidly moving. The dragon's body expanded rapidly. In a trance, it expanded as much as twice as before. The strong wind suddenly rolled up, and towering trees seemed to be invaded by powerful demonic energy. The branches became sharp, as if they were about to transform into monsters.

The muscles around him were bulging, forming an ellipse like an eye socket. In the middle of the ellipse, a horizontal crack like a red line gradually appeared, looking like an eye waiting to be opened. The eyes were constantly squirming, but there was no sign of opening.

The second level of the killing war realm!

Zheng Shiyi sucked into his body with a breath of cold air, which was the second level of the Killing War Realm!

This is completely incomparable to my own killing battle realm. The gap is too big, and it can even be said that the two are not on the same level at all!

What's even more strange is that Wei Ran's eyes on his forehead, but they seem to have unfathomable hostility. It seems that they will not open it for a short time, but once it is opened, it will release a trembling ability.

Wei Ran slowly clenched his hands, and a look of unconcealed aura appeared on his face: "There are not many people who can see me in the Killing War Realm. I admit that you are very strong, indeed very strong, but everything is over. You are definitely not my opponent."

Wei Ran suddenly clenched his right fist, and his whole body rushed towards Zheng Shiyi like a movie. Rocks and dust were flying behind him.

Under the killing battle realm, Wei Ran's speed soared, but in less than a blink of an eye, he rushed to Zheng Shiyi's body. His right arm was tense, his fist was clenched, and his shoulders were pushed forward, and his right arm was instantly hit.

Under one punch, the air around suddenly twisted, and the space seemed to be instantly bombarded under this punch!

Without any fancy punch, it is fast and violent!

Don't understand the demon!

Four rays of body-protecting true energy burst out from the body, wrapped around Zheng Shiyi's body, crossed his arms in front of him, and the black lights on his arms seemed like a shield.

"boom!"

Wei Ran's fist fell heavily and a loud bang like a mountain exploded!

Zheng Shiyi felt his arms as if they were hit by a giant hammer from outside the sky, and his whole body began to tremble.

A powerful impact force instantly pushed his body out, his feet stuck in the land, and quickly slid backwards, leaving a sag of more than ten meters long on the ground. Pieces of gravel in the land crossed his ankles, leaving blood stains, and scarlet blood slowly left behind.

Before he could stand firm, a black shadow flashed in his sight, and Wei Ran's figure appeared in front of him again. He raised his right arm, and a ball of black air continued to expand. In a trance, the demonic energy turned into a black head, and an extremely hot flame emerged from the seven orifices of the head and smashed down suddenly.

In an instant, a strong wind that seemed to be rolling up people came, and the entire space seemed to explode in an instant. The scorching flames seemed to ignite the air completely, making a sound like a burst of beans in the air.

Zheng Shiyi's heart tightened. When he was unable to express himself, a yellow light lit up from his right arm.

A series of thunder sounds in the air were almost connected, and it was as if it could flatten the giant mountain with one blow, and the thunder that was blown dry by the lake fell, making people's heart tremble.

Amid the loud thunder, there were even a series of sharp auras that seemed to be able to cut through everything.

Zheng Shiyi had no intention of avoiding it at all, and his right arm suddenly burst out and punched him down.

**Divine power!

Under one punch, the magic sword Wuji, the thunder sword breaks through the air, the dragon-slaying demon, the thunder strike, the Earth Demon Barbarian Palm, and the Six Yang Demon Finger are all integrated into it.

In one punch, the golden light, brown light and dark demonic energy blended together, giving people an extremely gorgeous feeling in an instant, but the splendor was filled with endless murderous intent.

"boom!"

A loud sound that seemed to penetrate the world. The two of them brushed their fists and fell heavily on each other's chest. A wave of air that could be seen in the naked eye suddenly rushed out. On the ground, dust rose instantly, and cracks more than one foot wide cracked rapidly from the surroundings like spiders' webs.

The entire earth seemed to have been completely lifted up, and the rolling smoke and dust completely dispersed in this space.

As the smoke and dust rolled, two figures flew backwards in the opposite direction, each of which was thirty or forty feet away before they stabilized their bodies.

Wei Ran was lying on the ground, his body was filled with blood, and a wisp of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth. He supported his body with his right arm and looked at Zheng Shiyi in the distance with a ferocious look. His eyes were full of surprise. He, he actually had such strong power, and he actually blocked his attack!

My first punch just now was to make an empty block to pave the way for the killing moves of the second punch. The second punch he hit just now when he was not stable, with the speed of his killing battle realm at the second level, Zheng Shiyi should be completely unable to react!

How could he react? How could he still launch a counterattack!

Zheng Shiyi leaned on the tree trunk behind him, covering his severely injured chest with his right hand, his face turned pale, and the Dragon Yancao Martial Spirit in his body was beating wildly, quickly repairing the injuries in his body. After ten breaths, the blood color gradually recovered on his face, and he sighed in his heart. If it weren't for the Dragon Yancao Martial Spirit, he would definitely not be able to bear the attack just now. However, it seems that Wei Ran was also seriously injured, and the next attack could completely determine the outcome.

For a moment, the two of them looked at each other and quickly recovered from their internal injuries. The scene showed a moment of tranquility until Wei Ran stood up again.

"You are really beyond my expectations, beyond my expectations of being beaten." Wei Ran seemed to have recovered almost, and he flashed and rushed towards Zheng Shiyi again: "Now, I think you can still withstand my blows."

Wei Ran gathered the little demonic energy left in his body on his right fist, his body's center of gravity sinks, and his feet suddenly kicked the ground, jumped up like a tiger pounced towards him, and his right fist raised high was instantly hit.

"Is that so? As before, this is what I want to ask you!"

Zheng Shiyi felt that the injuries inside his body were almost completely healed. He suddenly stood up and looked at Wei Ran who was not as good as before. He smiled slightly on his face. It seemed that there was not much spiritual energy in his body, and this should be the last blow.

Unfortunately, he is far behind when it comes to recovery.

The eight wild steps under Zheng Shiyi's feet suddenly moved, and his body turned into a black shadow and flew out in an instant. His right arm stretched out quickly, like a poisonous snake with extremely tightness in his chest. He grabbed Wei Ran's neck and then suddenly swung it to the ground. Wei Ran's entire body instantly lost balance and hit the ground heavily.

With a shock, an endless shock instantly rose from his heart!

How is it possible! How could Zheng Shiyi still have such powerful power!

His back was injured by his spear, and his continuous attacks were filled with blood, and he even knelt on the ground and almost lost his ability to resist. It is said that his injuries were much heavier than his. Why did his movements become so fast for such a short period of time, completely as if he was not injured?

What exactly is going on? What method did he use to recover his body!

How many secrets do this kid have?

I can't continue to fight anymore. At this time, I am seriously injured. If I continue to fight, I will definitely suffer.

run!

Wei Ran's heart moved, and suddenly turned around and quickly retreated toward the rear.

"Do you still want to run?" Zheng Shiyi's eight wild steps came to Wei Ran in an instant: "Do you think you can still leave?"

He caught up with him!

Wei Ran looked at Zheng Shiyi who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his heart trembled and suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, I am willing to provide you with clues about another heir."

"I can get what I want if I use it if I use it." Zheng Shiyi's expression on his face was very cold. He had said before that he wanted to take away half of his cultivation. Now he seems that he is not his opponent and starts to please surrender. How can such a good thing happen in the world?

"If I'm useless, you must never know the other party's situation." Wei Ran coughed lightly as if he was calm: "It's better to do this. As sincerity, I'm willing to tell you one thing first, and another person will swallow the demon skills."

"The Devouring Demon Art isn't your Demon Art? In order to become the most likely heir to the Demon Sect, you want to rely on the Devouring Demon Art to extract the essence and blood from my body." Zheng Shiyi fell into a response. At that time in the Zheng family, the three old monks said that Benhuan's body of blood was drained, and he was the mastermind behind the whole matter. It must be Benhuan's essence and blood that he used the Devouring Demon Art to drain.

"I really don't know how to swallow the Heavenly Demonic Art." Wei Ran shook his head: "I know, but another magic skill evolved based on the Heavenly Demonic Art, the Heavenly Demonic Art, just looks like the Heavenly Demonic Art.

The Demon Swallowing Art is to absorb other people's power for one's own use, while the Demon Burning Art can only burn other people's essence and blood, but cannot take it for one's own use."

The Demon Burning Technique?

Zheng Shiyi became curious. Although he was one of the heirs of the Demon Sect, he still knew too little about the Demon Sect's affairs, and he was completely unaware of many Demon Sect's martial arts.

Wei Ran and Zheng Shiyi looked at each other, as if they suddenly thought of something, and raised their voices and said, "Otherwise, let's do it. You and I will work together to deal with him. I have no intention of killing you, but I just want to conquer you and deal with another heir together."
Chapter completed!