Xing Zhen said four words to the puppy, "The soul is refining for hundreds of times."

The puppy was also beaten by the farmer and didn't take the trauma seriously.

After Zheng Zhen knew about it, the puppy immediately understood.

A roar is not a dog barking but a dragon roar.

The dying little guy suddenly became energetic, and one jumped into a white firefly.

Although its fist is small, it is not as big as an egg. It hits the purple gold head, and it still makes the latter stagger.

The fun just now disappeared in an instant, and the purple gold was confused. It was obviously a dead dog that was dying, but why did it suddenly start to attack?

Just as he was thinking, he was punched twice in his head.

The puppy thought of using the flying sword to penetrate the other person directly, but at the last moment he gave up.

The opportunity for the flying sword is too strong, and Zijin, who is two levels higher than his own, is very likely to wake up and notice it.

If you fight alone, it is not the case. The puppy is not a warrior. If you don’t have internal strength, the opportunity will naturally be weak.

The fist is not very lethal. If it weren't for the fact that the big monster was born with a strong body, it would be nothing more than tickling it.

If you can't kill yourself in one blow, the next fight will be very difficult. Instead of doing something you are unsure, it is better to kill the morale of the other party with two punches first.

The puppy is not in love with the fight. It understands that there is a big gap between its underage body and purple gold.

After three punches, he retreated neatly. He did not forget to put his inner armor on his body, just to fight against the thunder that was chasing him.

The inner armor is made of snake skin and is processed by Xiao Nian's special means. Not only can you resist beating, wind, fire, thunder and lightning can be protected.

The sixth realm of the divine transformation realm is already the strength of the noon realm. The inner armor can protect the bombardment of the lower five realms, and it is quite difficult to fight against the middle five realms.

With a force of resisting purple lightning, the puppy grinned in pain. The gap between the two realms is too big and cannot be compensated by blood alone.

The puppy's hatred for Zijin almost burst out of his body, but it suppressed it very well and was not overwhelmed by anger.

After experiencing the power of purple thunder, he simply turned into a firefly and shuttled through the thunder. The little puppy who was lazy and ate on weekdays finally burst out with the strength it should have as a noble blood demon.

If you don’t have the physical strength, you can get along with the speed of the thunder. Occasionally, you can succeed in sneak attacking and punch Zijin two times.

The purple electric rat is known for its speed, but after seeing the speed of the puppy, even Zijin sighs that it is worse than that.

Strength can be compensated for the day after tomorrow, and combat power can be continuously tempered. It is difficult for human power to change such a wonderful thing as bloodline advantage.

The puppy's fist hit Zi Jin's body without much pain, but this humiliation really made it unbearable for the great demon of the Divine Transformation Realm.

Zi Jin shouted: "Dungeon Cage."

I saw purple thunder as thick as arms covered the sky and the earth within ten miles of the radius, interspersed horizontally and vertically.

He made up his mind to kill the puppy and did not find the rules to avoid.

The outer periphery is even more dense, like a pouring waterfall.

The way out around was blocked, and the thunder cage was constantly compressed. It eroded the puppy's movement space step by step until it was unavoidable.

Finally, he saw the hope of victory again, and Zi Jin, who was standing outside the cage, laughed excitedly.

Suddenly, a tender and crisp voice came from the Thunder Cage: "Your brother Zigang is dead."

Purple gold is like being struck by lightning, and it is the more terrifying black thunder.

He couldn't believe his ears. How could the bad news come from his younger brother who just separated yesterday?

Suddenly I remembered that the human meat buns were not delivered to the iron roll door at night, and a bad premonition arose.

Zi Jin suppressed his anxiety in his heart and shouted angrily: "It's impossible, you lie to me, don't try to hit my mood."

In fact, his mood was already shocked and uneasy, but he was forced to suppress it.

A melodious bell sound was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The extremely arrogant purple gold suddenly appeared for a moment of stagnation.

It didn't take long, only about three breaths. After Zijin came back to his senses, he found a big bell half black and half white standing in the thunder.

Zi Jin was happy: "Hahaha, it turned out to be a threat to me. My mood was damaged, and the thunder cage was particularly there. I want to be a turtle to help you."

"It's just a magic weapon, not a magic weapon, but it's ultimately limited. I think you can last."

"Today, I will break all the conceits of your clan, starting with the breaking bell you trust."

"Thousands of spears penetrate the heart and appear."

As the words came, countless thunder spears hung upside down in the sky. The arcs circled around, and the thunder spears were even more purple and black.

Each thunder spear has the power to open mountains and crack rocks. It is staggered in the air, with lengths and lengths intertwined in no less than ten thousand pieces.

With the command of Zijin, thousands of thunder spears shot out at the same time. It was like a purple meteor shower, and it shone brightly in broad daylight that was even more vigorous than the sun.

Then Zi Jin began to doubt what the hell was the Black and White Bell.

It is obviously not a magic weapon, but it is unscathed under a wave of thunder spears. Only if it is a perverted tribe can one have perverted magic weapons.

He gritted his teeth: "I don't believe it anymore. If you can't do it, come again."

The spiritual power around Zijin was rippling regardless of the consequences, and the thunder spear shot towards the black and white clock one after another.

The scene is extremely spectacular, and it gathers together like a hanging thunder mountain.

Next to the Purple Thunder Waterfall on the outside, a pair of little guys with big black eyes rumbling around were grinning and enduring the thunder.

It's not someone else, it's just the little puppy that has escaped from the shell.

Looking at the ever-increasing thunder spears, the puppy smiled heartlessly.

Then, as if he made up his mind, he suddenly crashed into the Thunder Waterfall. The thunder was too dense, and the puppy that rushed out of the waterfall was crackling around the body, and the surrounding electric arcs were crackling.

The puppy was in pain and was happy, and quietly rushed out of the thunder cage.

Zijin's methods were all used, and it was his turn to show his power for the rest.

But it is said that Zijin is a great demon in the Divine Transformation Realm, and his soul is amazingly keen.

I was proud and found something was wrong, and my body didn't turn around. My hands, covered in lightning, suddenly grabbed my back.

Two golden ropes were jumping hard in Zijin's hands.

Zijin was surprised, where did the two ropes come from?

The next moment, his hair stood up, and he didn't bother to think about it, and hovered in front of his eyebrows with his palms.

A flying sword as big as a palm struggled desperately in both palms.

"Damn it, I ran out sneakily."

Zijin's sense of crisis was still there, and he subconsciously turned his head. Another flying sword was wiped away by his scalp.

The dodging speed was a little slower, and a deep blood groove was left on the scalp.

"Two flying swords, with its realm, it should be the limit."

Zijin, who had just relaxed, suddenly felt her throat was cold and then it was hot.

The third flying sword came and went, ahead of the sword box that came out of human favors and accidents. Instead of attacking and killing directly, he hid in the dark and waited for an opportunity to move.

Finally, I found Zijin for a moment of relaxation and silently penetrated Zijin's throat.

The sword hilt is inserted vertically, and the female finger-sized hilt remains outside the skin. The flying sword rotates and turns vertically into horizontal.

Then he moved around the arc and turned around and returned to his original position. The purple gold head rolled to the ground and his body collapsed with a loud bang.

The puppy made a thank you action in the direction of Xing Zhen.

Wen Chengzhi and Qu Mu breathed a long sigh. The puppy was too thrilling. It was a little late to wake up and the consequences would be unimaginable.

As for why the puppy can be resurrected from the dead, the two people in their respective spaces can't understand.

They also began to wonder why there were only Xing Zhen and the puppy's space that had enemies.

It’s not that I don’t want to send more disciples to surround and kill them together. Even if you can’t kill Wen Chengzhi and Qu Mu, it’s better to get rid of more than a thousand military martial arts.

Instead, the iron scroll door is powerless and has the best array that cannot be used.

The formation left by the upper fifth realm is naturally necessary to fully activate the strength that is required to match it.

The strongest thing in the Iron Scroll Gate is just the sixth level of divine cultivation. The battle to open two spaces at the same time is the limit.

A total of four people can be sent into the space to play. No matter how many people want, Tieying can't do it.

Behind Zijin is the more powerful Beijiao tribe. Whether it is fear or compliment, the Iron Scroll Gate agrees to Zijin's request to kill the puppy and Xing Zhen first.

The puppy ended a war, and there was no decent strong man found in the iron scroll gate.

Even if there are strong people, Tie Ying, who controls the formation, is even more powerless.

The dark fist that came towards him was a little sympathetic. He punched Tie Ying's eyebrows, and then he made another kick.

After landing, Xing Zhen resisted the knife from his left shoulder. The blade penetrated into his shoulder and cut and pulled out diagonally.

Xing Zhen frowned, ignored the ghost-like Tie Xiao, and rushed forward with all his heart.

A palm was pushed straight ahead, Xing Zhen did not dodge or avoid it. His chest was sunken and his bones were broken one after another.

This time, Xing Zhen did not frown and continued to rush forward with his palm on his chest.
To be continued...