Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Wei Tuo's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he stared intently at the stunned people in front of the [Demon Transformation Pond], with a hint of anticipation in his heart.

The Qing Dynasty lacked talents like him, and having Pang Ban, who was completely demonized, would be even more powerful.

At this moment, Pang Ban only felt that his whole body was full of power, and there was endless power rushing around in his body.

He stood in front of the [Demon Transformation Pond] and stepped forward lightly with his right foot. Suddenly, a gap opened in the ground.

The sky also made a faint sound of thunder, which was transmitted into the Bronze Palace.

At this moment, all his clothes suddenly flew up, making a wild noise.

The black water in the entire [Demon Transformation Pool] was mixed with demonic energy and was sucked into his body through his pores.

After about a stick of incense, he exerted force on his feet, his body was filled with demonic energy and he flew into the air, punching out.

There are no words to describe the power and speed of that punch, a punch without any skill or warning.

Just hearing a "boom", the three bronze statues in front of the hall fell to the ground, broken and mutilated.

Wei Tuo's eyes changed and he walked half way forward: "Okay! As expected of [Magician] Pang Ban, he was completely transformed into a demon so quickly."

Pang Ban turned his head and looked straight at him, showing a strange smile: "I, Pang Ban, am back!"

On the other side, Murong Fu looked around and finally found the location of the three magic eggs.

He didn't dare to delay for a moment and flew directly in the direction of [Changbai Mountain].

However, just when he arrived, he felt that the spiritual energy in his body was stagnant and his blood was surging.

His face was a bit pale, his eyes were slightly narrowed, his pupils were constricted, and he clenched his fists tightly.

In the past few days, he had fought too many times with people, and the spiritual energy in his body could only escape, and most of it had been consumed.

I'm afraid, he can't hold on for much longer, and there isn't much time left for him.

He stood there for a long time, holding his breath and concentrating, and a scarlet blood mist seemed to be reflected in his eyes.

Immediately, he searched in the direction of the strong demonic energy, and soon found the location of the three magic eggs.

Although he had already expected it, when he saw that scene, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Compared to the scene in the dead forest, this place is simply a purgatory on earth.

I saw rivers of dark red blood rushing upwards along the Changbai Mountains, all the way to the bottom of the magic egg.

The source of the blood river is in a mass grave, covering an area of ​​several miles.

Skulls and bones were stacked on top of each other, human skin and flesh were rotten and mixed into the mud and dust, and there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and the stench was unpleasant.

A steady stream of blood provided nutrients to the three devil eggs, nourishing them until they were filled with devilish aura.

And around the three devil eggs, rows of bloody corpses stood strangely, with black mist exuding from their bodies, floating in the direction of the devil eggs.

Murong Fu walked that way step by step and came to the front of the deviled egg, carefully examining the patterns on it.

I saw that the devil egg was completely black, surrounded by mist, and could be vaguely seen covered with dark purple iron patterns.

It seemed like some rare and exotic animals were standing on it, fighting desperately, their sharp mouths and fangs exposed, biting each other.

While he was looking at it in ecstasy, he heard a "whoosh" sound that broke through the air.

A sharp arrow surrounded by demonic energy, wrapped in a strong wind, flashing with a sharp cold light, flew straight towards him.

Among the blood corpses, they shuttled through like lightning.

There was no trace of warmth in Murong Fu's eyes. His hands suddenly exerted force and he swung out suddenly, smashing the sharp arrow into pieces.

He looked over intently, and saw Pang Ban and Wei Tuo walking over slowly, one behind the other.

He was suddenly shocked: "Pang Ban, how come you are still alive?"

A strange look flashed on the latter's face, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Murong Fu, you are still alive, how dare I die first?"

"You killed me in front of you, and you killed my master in the back. I, Pang Ban, will not avenge this blood feud, and I will not be a human being!"

"Today, I will send you to the west!"

Murong Fu stared at him, unable to believe what he saw.

At the beginning, he clearly beat Pang Ban to death with one punch, and there was no way he could survive at all.

But now, the man was standing in front of him intact, even completely demonized, and his strength had increased dramatically.

He yelled: "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Pang Ban faced him, showed a cold smile, and said slowly: "Have you ever heard of the [Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Technique]?"

Murong Fu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes: "Could it be? Is it to seize the body?"

"Hahaha, as expected of King Yan, he is indeed smart." Wei Tuo clapped his hands and walked forward, laughing.

A glint flashed in his eyes, and he continued: "I don't know, why do you want to come to my [Qing Kingdom]?"

"Of course, these three devil eggs were destroyed!" Murong Fu shouted angrily, and then attacked behind him.

He knew that his spiritual power could not deal with the two people in front of him at the same time.

For the current plan, we still need to get rid of these three devil eggs as soon as possible to prevent them from causing harm to all living beings again.

On the opposite side, Wei Tuo's face suddenly changed when he saw his offensive, and he suddenly took action to stop it.

However, it was still a step too late.

With a "bang" sound, Murong Fu slapped one of the devil eggs with his palm, and immediately the devil energy surged out and swept through the entire Changbai Mountain.

Just when he was about to land a second palm, Wei Tuo's figure had already circled behind him and punched him hard.

Murong Fu had quick eyes and quick hands. He turned around and received his punch forcefully, held his hand tightly and kicked him out.

It hit him right in the heart, kicked him away, and knocked down dozens of bloody corpses.

Wei Tuo felt that the situation was not good and quickly shouted: "Pang Ban, it's time for your revenge!"

"Kill him and avenge you and your master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Ban's demonic energy suddenly surged, and black mist surrounded him.

I saw black shadows constantly emerging from his body, crawling with twisted limbs.

"Let you see my [Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique]!"

After that, dozens more black shadows were summoned and attacked Murong Fu at the same time.

But when he saw Murong Fu swaying, his figure suddenly dwarfed, he lifted one foot into the air, jumped up, and dodged.

Seeing that the attack failed, those black figures planned to fight back again. Each one was covered in black mist, and the wind was blowing under their feet, and they let out low roars.

Murong Fu felt a pain in his chest, and the spiritual energy in his body was draining away rapidly.

But the situation in front of him did not allow him to think too much. He could only grit his teeth and fly towards the group of black figures.

He kicked them out, and the bodies of the black shadows slid on the ground and flew out until they hit the bloody corpses and were swallowed up by the demonic energy.

Soon, the demonic energy transformed from the [Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique] was absorbed by Pang Ban again.