The next moment, the fist mark fell!

Dong--

The muffled sound was like a drum shaking, and the shadow of the square tripod trembled, and layers of ripples appeared on the surface, but it blocked the punch's killing power.

Luan Xiong's face changed slightly. Facing the golden square cauldron, he felt a little uneasy. He just waited for a while without counterattack. His thoughts couldn't help but calm down and sneered: "I want to see when you can block it!" There was a ferocious feeling on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand and punched him again.

"Overlord boxing, crack the ground!"

"Overlord boxing, breaking the sea!"

"Over King's Fist, Destroy Life!"

...

Dong--

Dong--

Dong--

There were loud noises one after another, and the monks who were originally surprised by the golden square cauldron showed ridicule on their faces.

"I thought it was some amazing magical power, it turned out to be just a hard turtle shell."

"No matter how hard the turtle shell is, it will not last long."

"It won't take too long. I think this old guy will not be able to hold on now!"

Xingcai could no longer hear these rumors. Blood was overflowing from his mouth and nose, his face was pale, and the stars were flying in front of him. The phantom of the golden square cauldron between his hands was extremely dim, and it seemed that it would dissipate at any time.

"Grandma, it's not that easy to kill you, Mr. Xingcai! Mr. has many tricks, so how could he die here!"

"But this fist is really powerful. I seem to remember that the tripod has the means to counterattack, but why can't it be used?"

"Damn it! Mo Yu's evil star won't have run away, right? Yes, he must have run away. Such a good opportunity, how could he stay with me to die!"

"I won't really fall here today, right? No, Uncle Xingcai hasn't lived enough yet. There are so many beauties in the world who have not enjoyed it, and I'm not willing to die!"

"Mo Yu, who was killed by a thousand swords, you really left me behind. I curse you and will be beaten to death in the future!"

Xingcai had a confused thought in his mind, and the blood from his mouth and nose dyed his chest red, and his body gradually shaking. But he didn't know that Mo Yu, who he thought he had already escaped, was still standing not far away, looking at the golden square cauldron in front of him, and a flash of splendor in his eyes.

This tripod... extraordinary!

This feeling appeared in his mind when he first saw it. Mo Yu had seen this nearly eternal aura of time before, which was the eternal altar summoned by the monks of the Barbarian Holy Sect to suppress Qin Qing'er in the bloody plain many years ago! However, compared with the phantom of the golden square cauldron in front of him, the eternal altar summoned by the summoned a large size, but the aura is far from comparable to it.

But the aura of time the two carry is almost exactly the same.

His eyes swept over Xingcai. His miserable image is definitely not a false one. Could it be that he is thinking too much, or is there something else in it?

Mo Yu thought for a moment and suddenly took a step forward.

At the same time, the phantom of the golden square cauldron in front of Xingcai collapsed.

"Die for me!"

Luan Xiong's face was gloomy. The time he had been dragged by this unknown old man for so long was nothing in line with his previous idea. If he delayed it any longer, he would be afraid that he would not show his face in front of the girl he loved, and would be embarrassed.

With a low growl, his figure suddenly approached, spread his five fingers forward and grabbed it hard, but he wanted to crush the old thing blocking the way!

"Kill my servant, have you ever asked Mo what he meant?"
Chapter completed!