Chapter 620

Kuncheng punched Li Daochong in the face with his flaming arm, and the flames rolled and rotated.

At that moment, a scorching heat wave surged up in the whole confined space, and the ground was burned and melted.

Everyone looked at Li Daochong with dead eyes.

Kuncheng's fist was filled with powerful magic Qi, like a meteor.

Li Daochong raised his lips slightly, stood still, and didn't mean to attack.

Boom!

A solid fist hit Li Dao on the door.

At that moment, many monks did not turn their faces and could not bear to look at it. The monks who were still watching subconsciously shrunk their necks and showed an expression that could not be looked at directly.

The magic fire swallowed Li Daochong in an instant.

"Young master." the silver bottle hissed.

"Dao Chong." Ye Feiyue's body suddenly shook.

"Brother Li." Huang jiaran cried desperately.

Hongyang fairy stared at the flame with regret.

"Alas, what a miserable death." a monk in the crowd sighed.

"This is the end of overestimation," someone followed.

Buzzing

The magic fire was burning fiercely.

"Eh, No." soon a monk made a suspicious voice.

"What's wrong?"

"Kuncheng's fist is so powerful. Why did he hit the young man? He didn't fly, but burned in situ. Did Kuncheng not exert any force, but just want to burn him with magic fire?"

As soon as these words came out, some demon practitioners with higher accomplishments jumped at the corners of their eyes.

Kun Cheng, the initiator of the terracotta warriors, felt numb in his arm when his fist hit Li Daochong's face, and then lost consciousness.

Kun Cheng stared at Li Daochong, who was still smiling in the magic fire, unbelievably.

"No, it's impossible." Kun Cheng stammered with his eyes protruding.

After a few seconds, the magic fire gradually subsided.

At this time, the monks around found that Li Daochong was still standing, and Kun Cheng's fist was against his face.

But Li Daochong's head didn't even move a nanometer, as if it was just hit by a mosquito.

Not only that, the magic fire did no harm to Li Daochong at all. Even a silk thread on the blue martial suit made of ordinary cloth was not burned.

As long as the friars who have spent some time on the black prison star know, Kuncheng's magic fire is enough to burn Tianxuan magic weapons into slag.

The monks looked at the scene with their mouths open, and there was no sound in the audience.

The magic fire disappeared faster and faster. After two or three breaths, it was completely extinguished.

As the battered party, Li Daochong stood unharmed with his negative hand.

Kun Cheng's arm suddenly lost its support and dropped down. Then the skin on his arm was broken inch by inch, the blood gurgled out, and the bones inside turned into powder.

Li Daochong looked at Kun Cheng silently, raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and slowly raised it to the center of the latter's eyebrows.

"Leaving your whole body is my greatest kindness. It's a pity you don't want it."

Kun Cheng looked at Li Daochong in fear. At this time, he found out what a terrible existence he was facing.

Kun Cheng wanted to escape, but the evil Qi in his body was not controlled by him at all. Demonizing the yuan God was like being imprisoned, and he couldn't even get out of his body.

"No, don't kill me." Kun Cheng begged.

Li Daochong didn't seem to hear it. PA, his fingers flicked, Ho, a flash of lightning.

Kuncheng was hit by an ancient beast and flew backwards like a shell.

It slammed into the wall, bounced back and hit the ground again, fell into the ground for a few meters, rebounded again, flew up and fell on the edge of the pit.

Kun Cheng rolled on the ground in pain, like a snake splashed with sulfuric acid. The sharp pain made him want to roar, but he couldn't make any sound.

Kuncheng's skin fell off from him bit by bit and turned into a blood man.

From time to time, an electric current flows through Kuncheng's body. Every time he swims away, Kuncheng's flesh will spasm once, and an extremely small explosion will appear on the surface.

This process is much longer than expected.

When everyone looked back at Li Daochong, he was no longer in place and returned to the center of the nether array space.

Bang bang.

Just when all the monks were surprised, there was an explosion in their ears.

The demon friars who followed Kun Cheng exploded without warning, turned into a blood rain and fell from the air.

When the magic Python clashed between Li Daochong and Kun Cheng, he just looked at it in the air.

He thought Kuncheng was enough to clean up Li Daochong, but Kuncheng didn't even stir up a ripple.

Li Daochong was suspended in the air. His aura was no longer bound and climbed rapidly.

From the early days of Yuanying to the period of turning into God.

This kind of leap is nothing at all in other monks, and the God turning friars are not rare on the black prison star.

However, the majestic aura released by Li Daochong made Lian Xu friars feel strongly oppressed. They wanted to surrender and seemed to face an old demon.

The aura of the explosion instantly filled the confined space of the whole nether array, and the strong dead gas was suppressed.

While releasing his aura, Li Daochong slowly turned his face to Chikuang and asked, "you sent wenmuyan to Blizzard star?"

Chi Kuang was stunned by the sudden question, but he quickly reacted and looked at Li Daochong with different eyes.

"Do you know Wen Muyan? Where is he?" Chi Kuang narrowed his eyes.

"Dead." Li Daochong said two words calmly.

"How did you die?" Chi Kuang's face changed.

"I killed him," Li Daochong said lightly.

"What?" Chi Kuang was surprised for a moment. He didn't believe it, but he immediately realized that the young man had this strength. Wen Muyan was no better than Kuncheng.

"You know, the biggest mistake of your demon sect is that you shouldn't provoke me."

Li Daochong's face was light and calm. He glanced at several people in the silver bottle in the distance, and the killing became more and more intense in his eyes.

"Hahaha, do you think the second kill Kun achievement can be nothing?" Chi Kuang laughed on his back. Suddenly, the laughter stopped and looked at Li Daochong gloomily. "To that extent, my Lord can do it."

While talking, Chi Kuang's demon body gradually grew larger, and the magic Qi surged out.

Miso!

Almost at the same time, a dark light flashed by.

The dark fire in the eyes of the magic Python jumped violently.

Chi Kuang's ferocious face had not had time to express his anger. His eyes had been wide and stared at Li Daochong unbelievably.

A blood line appeared from the center of Chi Kuang's eyebrows. The demon lord, who was pretentious and wanted to be the first master and the only ruler of the black prison star, never dreamed that he would be killed by a knife the moment before he was about to realize his wish.

Chi Kuang's separated half body and two farther and farther eyes were full of amazement. He didn't believe it was true.

Chi Kuang was separated not only from the flesh, but also from the yuan God.

While splitting the flesh, this knife directly blasted Chi Kuang's yuan God out of the body.

Lei Li tore the Yuanshen into pieces without leaving any residue.

The separated flesh, from the inside to the outside, exploded, turned into a rain of blood and fell on the ground.

Chikuang, the demon sect, fell.

At the far end, the monks of the black prison star opened their mouths and looked at this scene. The second kill of Kuncheng was amazing enough. The second kill of Chi was too rebellious.

Father Tianfeng is a fit friar, and he may not be able to kill him in one move. After all, friars in the later stage of practicing emptiness have many life-saving cards and have magic skills. Where is it so easy to kill.

However, the impossible happened so suddenly without any omen.