Cover the sky

This is not contempt, but a kind of true temperament. In such a situation, she is calm, as if she stays out of the matter, aloof.

Pangbo stepped forward, surrounded by black mist. He didn't walk very fast, and he was majestic. Every step he landed on the ice field trembled. He was like a demon god standing upright.

"Snapped!"

Pang Bo made a move, pinched the seal with his right hand, like a dragon and like a rook, with just a light blow, the void collapsed.

The thick black mist surged, and Pangbo's big hand turned into a real dragon, hitting the Saintess of the Purple Mansion. The dragon's head was raised high, and the dragon's body was like a great steel wall, full of power and crushed.

"boom!"

The saintess of the Zifu faced each other calmly, her bare hands were as white as jade, and her ten fingers were slender, crystal clear like water onions, with a light flick, they intercepted the real dragon.

It seems that the clouds are calm and the wind is light, without any anger, and without the surge of divine power, but everyone has changed their colors, and the ten jade fingers have the breath of Tao, and the void is blurred.

"Snapped!"

When the real dragon met the jade finger, it was broken all of a sudden, and it gave out a dragon cry, which dimmed.

"Buzz!"

With a shake of the void, Pang Bo's right hand changed into a seal, and the real dragon turned into a roc bird. The golden light was shining brightly, singing the heaven and the earth, and a great roc bird swooped down like gold.

The Saintess of the Purple Mansion remained calm and unfazed, she flicked her slender jade fingers lightly, as if she was waving the avenue, and fell down, making it difficult for the Miraculous Bird to come close.

"boom!"

Pangbo took a step forward, the ground trembled, and with each step, his aura increased by one point. When he took the fourth step, the ice sheet cracked and rocks pierced through the air.

He is like a demon god, with jet-black hair fluttering in a mess, eyes like knives, extremely sharp, and bronze-colored skin shining with precious brilliance.

"You enter the Dao Realm, and I will break it too!"

Pang Bo played the monster race's unique skill and fought against the saintess of the Purple Mansion, which caused both the ice field and the sky to go berserk.

"boom!"

A real tornado rolled into the sky, a hundred-foot-long dragon rushed out, swung in front, swept across the saintess of the Zifu, and the dragon chant soared into the sky.

The saintess of the Purple Mansion is in a wonderful state, united with the heaven and the earth, waving the avenue, and although there is no smoke and fire, it is extremely terrifying.

Where the bare hands pass by, the void is distorted, containing the breath of Tao, as long as it is blown, it will be smashed to pieces, and the body and spirit will be destroyed.

This is a kind of battle between the tip of the needle and the wheat awning. One is heavy and powerful, opening and closing, and the other is calm and breezy, not eating fireworks. Two different auras are evenly matched.

Pang Bo did not use the Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes, because he was not sure of a successful blow, and the opponent's map of mountains and rivers was hanging in the air, so he had to be on guard at all times.

"Eight Demon Eight Forms, Heroes of the Demon Clan." The saintess of the Purple Mansion finally opened her mouth and said these eight words calmly.

The secret method exhibited by Pang Bo is indeed the best knowledge of the monster race, not a unique secret method, every monster master knows it.

The Heavenly Demon Eight Forms are the supreme secret art, inherited from the ancient times, not weaker than the magical art in the Yao Emperor's ancient scriptures, with unparalleled power, showing the word power to the extreme.

The eight demons of the sky, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, he is resurrected like a demon god, like a great emperor coming to the world, breaking the way with strength!

His fist almost pierced through the void, his masculinity soared to the sky, and with one step, he moved in all directions.

"Snapped!"

Pang Boyong was unstoppable, his right fist pierced through the purple mist, and he came close, his left hand formed a seal to block the soaring purple light.

"Chong!"

The saintess of the Zifu was like a flowing cloud in soft water, dodging the fist that could pierce through the mountain peak, flicked past, drew the path of Tao, and sealed it to Pangbo's hands.

"Snapped!"

Pangbo shook violently, while she condensed a Dao map in the void, sweeping towards her, her attack power was terrifying.

"boom!"

Pangbo pinched his seal and hit Daotu, and the void suddenly became violent. This was a fierce collision, and both of them flew upside down.

However, then they fought together again.

Pang Bo is like a big furnace that can smelt the world, extremely masculine, open and close, full of energy and blood, brave like a god, and wants to break the way with strength.

The Saintess of the Purple Mansion was transformed into a celestial being, one with the ice field, one with the sky, she transformed into nature, and became more and more elusive.

The charms of the two are diametrically opposed, and the competition is becoming more and more intense, making it difficult to tell the winner.

"I heard that the Saintess of the Purple Mansion was born close to the Dao, and she was very talented. She hadn't fought a few times. The only record was that the Saint Son of the Purple Mansion was defeated by her. The Saint Son is not as good as the Saint."

When Tu Fei said this, he sighed again and again, and was even more surprised at Pangbo's strength.

The big black dog murmured: "This woman is indeed extraordinary, she is a natural talent for cultivation, and she will become more terrifying in the later stage. After reaching a certain level, the body and the Tao will unite. Even if your magic power is overwhelming, you will also be suppressed."

Pang Bo shouted loudly, squeezed seals with both hands, covered the ice field, and shook the sky. True dragons, divine phoenixes, and Kunpeng appeared one after another, driven by him between his hands.

At this moment, the world was in motion, and Pang Bo was reborn like an ancient demon emperor, and his majestic figure made the world tremble.

"boom!"

With one after another of big collisions, the battle between the two reached a fever pitch and became more and more intense. The surging force caused an avalanche on the ice sheet.

The heavy snow was like a tsunami, rumbling and turbulent, like ten thousand horses galloping, and the earth burst into endless cracks, devastated everywhere.

"Brothers, go ahead and capture the saint alive to be his wife!" Suddenly, Tu Fei groaned, and rushed forward first.

"Whoever snatches it belongs to him." The big black dog barked ghostly.

This is a psychological tactic. They want the Saintess of the Purple Mansion to not be able to maintain an ethereal state of mind, and they want to destroy her realm of unity with heaven and earth.

"boom!"

In the world of ice and snow, an extremely terrifying aura appeared. Tu Fei's magic pot was suspended in the air, like a black hole, with a deep mouth, and one could not see the bottom at a glance.

This is an incomparable devouring force, a black beam of light is directed at the maiden of the Zifu, trying to put her into the pot.

"Crash..."

The scroll above the head of the Saintess of the Purple Mansion trembled, and a big mountain rushed out, crashing into the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, exuding an immemorial aura.

"This is really an immemorial magic mountain, it can crush thousands of mountains!" The big black dog screamed, was startled, and immediately backed up, pushing Tu Fei up.

"Dead dog!"

"Buzz!"