The immortal mirror of the Red Immortal Ge Chen is hanging high, and the stars are flowing in the mirror.

The true energy of Du Mao and Ruan Muhan was invisibly locked, and the dazzling light of Di Cang and Xuan Cang suddenly dimmed.

They couldn't tell whether this was the mysterious immortal method of the immortal or the law of the Infinite City.

Seeing this, Changchou's eyes rekindled madness!

He slapped the sea of ​​clouds with his palms, and the entire mountain mansion veins trembled. Countless rock thorns suddenly emerged from the ground, carrying the turbid Huang Cang true energy to stab the two of them!

"Boom!" Du Mao shouted violently, his arms were as thorny as dragons, and he even crushed the rock peak with his bare hands.

As the gravel splashed, he jumped to Changchou's head, and his true energy squirted from all the orifices, condensed into a phantom of a mountain and pressed down on his head.

Changchou hurriedly blocked the knife, but the blade collapsed into pieces as soon as it touched. The seemingly solid mountain was actually a gathering of thousands of fist shadows!

"Old thief, you borrowed Huang Cang, I can't even catch my punch!" Du Mao's fist is like a tide, and every blow shocks Changchou's tiger's mouth blood seeps.

Changchou roared and slashed out the last blow with the entire earth aura as a knife. However, before Changchou could swing it, Du Mao grabbed his wrist with one hand.

"Impossible!" Changchou was extremely shocked. He didn't understand how Du Mao did it. His speed was incredibly fast. He could even see the moves he was about to use.

Huang Cang's breath was swallowed inch by inch. Changchou knew that his Gaowu true energy came from the immortals and was borrowed power, but he did not expect it to be so weak. This made Changchou feel that his true energy was injected with some other substance, which was a clumsy imitation. Otherwise, how could he be so unbearable when Du Mao was suppressed?

"You have indeed forgotten the essence of Zhenwu. No matter what true energy is, it is just a tool for us to reach the peak of martial arts. They are no different from a piece of armor or a weapon. For the god of Zhenwu who has shaped his body and soul to the impeccable level in every acupoint in the body, even if there is no so-called true energy, it is still in the realm of high martial arts. It is definitely not something that you can compare with if you put on a cassock and think you have become a Buddha standing on the ground!"

Du Mao's eyes were filled with anger, and he quickly waved his fist arms, and the terrifying fist arms drew a series of black shadows in the air.

A terrifying forest suddenly formed.

"Bang bang bang bang!!!"

Changchou crashed into the mountain wall like a broken sack, and bloody mist sprayed out of the acupoints all over his body.

This seemingly disorganized fist arm hit Changchou's hundreds of acupoints accurately. His qi holes were all blocked, and his meridians were all shattered. The face, which had finally recovered some youthful aura, suddenly turned into a withered yellow and old woody color, and his whole anger seemed to have been taken away by this terrifying boxing technique.

Du Mao seemed to be unhappy. He pulled out the powerful Vajra legs. Kong Wu's powerful Vajra legs swept across, and all the Yunshan Mountains in front were kicked to pieces like building blocks made of children.

Changchou was powerless to dodge, and he felt the sour and smelly scent of his legs.

The next second, he felt that he was hit by a dark dragon, allowing him to taste the pain of being crushed to pieces, but his vision was blurred and his hearing was lost.

Falling on Chixian's tower, Changchou had rehearsed countless times in his mind to fight with these younger generations. It would be a shaking earth and a swaying force. Finally, he narrowly won with his nearly sixty years of martial arts experience, but he would never have thought that he would be beaten like a sandbag. After a few moves, the winner was decided.

Changchou struggled to get up, and suddenly found that Huang Cang's true energy in his body began to collapse, and the acupoints that were forcibly opened were drying up like leaking skins.

"Save me by the immortal. I-..." He reached out and grabbed the red fairy, Ge Chen, and Ge Chen, and saw that the situation had become like this, and he began to sigh long.

If I had known that Changchou had become weak, I shouldn't have wasted my cultivation to help him.

It seems that this ten-year disaster is unlikely to rely on these idiots.

"You won, you take Changchou back and deal with it yourself." Ge Chen shook his sleeves and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Originally, the choice of Zhenwu Continent was decided by Ruan Muhan. You jumped down and messed up, which made the entire Martial God Academy smoky. Then you found that you didn't get what you wanted, and jumped back to the cloud to start watching the show. Do you really treat yourself as a fairy who is free from the Three Realms?" Wu Hen didn't plan to let the Chixian Ge Chen go like this.

"Otherwise? Hahaha, I will give these warriors who have not understood the realm of high martial arts. This is the blessing I have given to the world as an immortal. As for what kind of struggles occur within your Martial God Academy, what does it have to do with this immortal?" Ge Chen put on an arrogant attitude.

Wu Hen also understood who Ruan Muhan meant to be arrogant immortals.

It was this Chixian Ge Chen who had a huge nostril and a very narrow eye.

"Have you ever thought that the thunder disaster you are going to overcome will be reduced by your sincerity and kindness, and will also be increased by the evil you have done?" Wu Hen asked.

"It's ridiculous, what's wrong with me? What I did is just a bad thing for you, and what are you? You are obviously the most insignificant Nuwa human race, but you dare to regard yourself as a black immortal. We immortals are open-minded and unwilling to argue with wild monkeys like you in the mountains. Get out of my mansion and don't disturb my purity!" The red fairy Ge Chen also lost his patience and showed disdain and anger.

When Wu Hen heard this, his smile became brighter.

He slowly raised his hand, and his palm could cover the sky and the sun. For a moment, this city suddenly escaped into darkness.

The world was dark, and there was a terrible smell.

"You may not have figured it out. If you offend me, I will be a hundred and a thousand times more terrifying than the ten-year thunder tribulation you have to survive!" Wu Hen said this.

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden thunder suddenly tore apart the dark world. The lightning of the scorching eyes was like a crack that exploded in the sky. The cracks were torn from the head sky to the earth. All the mountains above the Infinite City buildings turned into ashes in an instant. All the thousand-year-old pine and fir in the Chixian Mountain also became coke in an instant. A golden divine axe of the Heavenly Opening Axe thunder catastrophe rushed towards the Chixian Ge Chen.

Chixian Ge Chen was shocked.

As an immortal, he even forgot about his body skills and escape skills, and he rolled and crawled. He finally avoided the thunder tribulation of the sky axe that was struck from the sky, but saw dense golden thunder and lightning forming a majestic thunder drum. The thunder drum fell directly and imprisoned him in the center of the thunder drum. Then the rumbling drum sounded. The red fairy Ge Chen suddenly saw thousands of thunder god generals holding drum hammers and hammering at him in an orderly manner!

"What a familiar magical power of thunder!" Du Mao looked at the golden thunder, and couldn't help but miss the days when he was a brother in the world of painting scrolls.

Unlike the thunder that had just obtained from the thunder that Taipeng, Wu Hen's thunder is still in charge of the Jade Emperor Qilin. The thunder power is definitely far beyond the thunder tribulation that these mortal immortals need to endure in ten years.

"Look at your virtue, I do a lot of troublesome things on weekdays. I will give you your ten-year disaster to God!" Wu Hen said coldly.

How could the name of the Black Immortal become a joke in the Infinite City?
Chapter completed!