"What a well-trained body. Your fleshy body is full of flesh and blood, and it is actually the best ginseng material!"
The monk from Taiyin Demon Sect said to the bronze giant. Judging from the meaning of his words, he obviously regarded the bronze giant as a dead person.
The bronze giant remained silent and did not speak. His aura was already weaker than the opponent's.
"It seems that you are the ancestor of this sect? It's normal for me to use your sect to establish my authority and make you feel dissatisfied, but after you have lived for so long, you should have some eyes. The gap between you and me is too big!
"
The demon monk said leisurely, he turned the storage ring on his hand, and a cup made of skulls appeared in his hand.
He waved his hand and the cup was immediately filled with blood.
"Drink this glass of blood wine and enter my Taiyin Demon Sect obediently. You have good strength and your future will not be bad."
He handed out the skull cup, and the cup flew to and stopped in front of the bronze giant.
"You are already in the late stage of the divine transformation stage. You have been stuck in this realm for a long time, right? You must be very depressed living in such a small place, right? But now you have one more choice and more opportunities.
"
The bronze giant seemed a little moved, and reached out to hold the bone cup.
The Demon Sect monk smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes! Those who understand current affairs are heroes! You can understand better than those stubborn low-level ants in your sect that we immortal cultivators are cultivating immortality, and our own lives are the most precious.
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The bronze giant finally spoke: "You are right. I have always cared about my own life. Over the past thousands of years, I have suffered a lot of humiliation in order to survive. This time is nothing."
He handed the skull cup to his lips, Muchen's heart tightened when he saw it.
Damn you, you are so sloppy. I thought you had so much backbone that you gave in before you even started fighting?
Although he was scolding like this, Muchen also knew in his heart that the opponent must be far stronger than Chu Jianquan.
"but."
The bronze giant suddenly stopped and did not drink the blood wine.
The Demon Sect monk's smile froze, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"I told people before I came here that no matter who you are, you have to die. I have always been a man of my word."
The bronze giant squeezed hard, and the skull cup exploded.
Ding, ding, ding.
The large holes on the bronze giant's body lit up one after another, like bright lights in the dark night.
"More importantly, how can you guarantee that you will be my opponent even if we fight with all our strength! I am the Martial Saint of the Southern Ming Dynasty! Chu Jianquan!"
Three hundred and sixty light points lit up on the bronze giant. These light points were connected to each other to form an armor covering the bronze giant.
The Demon Sect monk chuckled:
"Is it the one who is coming to transform into a god that makes you change your mind? Or was it that you had the idea of stalling for time from the beginning and never thought about throwing yourself under my Taiyin Demon Sect?"
A crazy and perverted smile immediately appeared on his face:
"That's great. I can't bear to let you live with your fine meat and ginseng. Now I have a reason to take action against you! Jie hahaha!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bronze giant's fist had already hit him.
A brilliant halo of light burst out in the sky!
Muchen felt a stinging pain in his eyes. This was not from the flash of light, but from the astonishing energy erupted from the fight between two monks in the transformation stage.
The fighting skills of monks in the transformation stage!
Muchen used his eyesight to look at the sky.
Their fight in the Emperor's Secret Realm could be said to be dominated by grotesque and cunning skills, and could not be considered a serious fight at all.
Moreover, Muchen didn't understand the realm at that time. The realms of Gui Mochou and Hedao stage ghost cultivators collided with each other, and he couldn't understand them at all.
But now there is a formal battle between high-level monks. This is a feast for Muchen, which can quickly replenish his combat experience.
The two streams of light in the sky were constantly colliding at several times the speed of sound, and the entire sky was filled with their phantoms, criss-crossing each other.
With a bang, the two streams of light collided together again, and then quickly separated, but this time neither of them launched an attack immediately.
Chu Jianquan roared, an invisible realm immediately unfolded, and the light spots on his body shone brightly again.
"Is this the domain of the Nanming Martial Saint?"
Muchen narrowed his eyes. This domain that was polished in the later stages of becoming a god was indeed extraordinary. This domain should have given Chu Jianquan the power to greatly enhance his physique, allowing him to maximize his physical skills.
The Demon Sect monk was still sitting on the throne, with a crazy and sick smile still on his face.
He roared and also opened his own field!
When Muchen was delving into fields, he once classified the fields into categories.
The types of fields are roughly offensive, defensive, and functional.
The saying in the world of cultivating immortals is called breaking, guarding, and strengthening.
As the name suggests, the offensive type focuses on attacking. Generally, after the domain is expanded, the domain owner is usually given the power to directly harm the opponent.
The domain of the ghost cultivator in the previous Hedao stage was attack type, which was the spiritual attack that Muchen hated most.
Defensive fields focus on defense, and the powers obtained by the field owners are generally immunity and avoidance of various harms.
The functional type is more complex, and it is also mainstream. It has both offense and defense, and can also increase itself.
Now it seems that Chu Jianquan's domain is functional, while that of the Demon Sect monk is offensive.
The Demon Sect monk pointed his finger, and a huge skull appeared in the air, biting the bronze giant in one bite.
There was a heart-wrenching sound, the skeleton dissipated, and a large piece of flesh and blood had been bitten off the bronze giant's shoulder.
The bronze giant snorted coldly, and the flesh and blood at the wound immediately began to grow sprouts and began to be repaired continuously.
"This is what you look like now! Trash, why do you want me to bow down!"
The bronze giant roared and punched the Demon Sect monk again.
The Demon Sect monk's face turned cold, and he flicked his fingers, biting the huge skulls one after another towards Chu Jianquan.
The bronze giant's two iron fists produced the sound of wind and thunder as he swung them, blowing away all the flying skulls one after another.
The fighting method of the cultivator is a battle of realms. Even if your cultivation and magic weapon are weaker than the opponent's, if your realm is strong enough to disperse the opponent's realm, then you will be invincible before the realm dissipates.
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At this moment, the bronze giant had exploded dozens of skulls in one breath and bullied himself into the presence of the Demon Sect monks.
"Zap, what are you so arrogant about?"
The bronze giant punched the Demon Sect monk in the face. Once the fist as big as an iron pot hit, the opponent's skin would be peeled off even if he died.
Muchen's heart moved, but he had an unpleasant feeling.
Phew!
The moment the bronze giant's fist hit the Demon Sect monk, a bone spur penetrated his chest and penetrated from his back.