Chapter 426 Final Battle

"It turns out that breaking through the legendary dual polar world requires heavy pressure from the outside world."

Mr. Peng San said to himself excitedly, and then looked at An Bochen and laughed: "Today, Peng can become like this and I would like to thank my Taoist friends for their help. Unfortunately, you use the Taoism of the dual polar world to compete with the cultivation of my dual polar world, and there may only be one ending."

An Bochen's face was stiff, and his eyes were surrounded by half-light and half-dark light. Suddenly, he smiled: "Have you forgotten to find out my heart just now?"

"What's the matter..."

Mr. Peng San smiled and said that his voice had not settled, and his expression suddenly tightened.

The black hole formed by the source of evil finally splits, revealing its terrible fangs. In the blink of an eye, a dark short arrow flew out of it, and a tenth of a flick of a finger shuttled through the void and shot at Mr. Peng San's lower abdomen.

Mr. Peng San, who has reached the dual polar world, reacted unhappily. He could clearly feel the huge power contained in the short arrow and the mystery that scared him. At the moment when the short arrow approached his lower abdomen, his figure disappeared from An Bochen's sight.

After brewing for so long, he finally shot the arrow. An Bochen's body was light and fell back, and his arms fell weakly.

The previous evil Zhou Tianyuan power was brought by his arrow. All the hopes of An Bochen were pinned on the third arrow of this nail head. Compared with the "soul nail-shaped" arrow shot by Haidu, the mystery in the third arrow can no longer be said at the same day.

However, the key is whether the arrow has been hit or not.

An Bochen clenched his teeth and stood up. Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the mountain in the distance, with a long sigh of relief.

The arrow is impartial, just inserted into the man's knee, deeply embedded in the scales.

There are many evils about the seven arrows on the nail head. One of them is that as long as it is shot, it can work even if it is not at the point.

"What is this..."

Mr. Peng San stared at the short arrow on his knee in surprise. He reached out and pulled it out, but as soon as his hand fell to his knee, he suddenly froze and couldn't move.

The breath of the dual polar world emanating from him no longer rises and suddenly falls.

An Bochen clenched his hands into fists, stared at Mr. Peng San, and waited for the nail arrow to attack.

The objects of the seven arrows of the nail head are the soul and the yuan god. Even if the other party is a monster and focuses on the body, the cultivation is inseparable from the yuan god. If the yuan god is injured, his strength will be greatly damaged. If the yuan god is destroyed, his good luck will come to an end. An Bochen will definitely not let go of this good opportunity to destroy his body and soul.

At the top of the mountain, Mr. Peng Sanzi struggled hard. He only felt that an evil force penetrated into the meridians from his knees, giving birth to a tentacle to probe into his genhen.

"It hurts!"

Mr. Peng suddenly raised his head, with a terrible light in his eyes and groaning in pain.

That evil power has spread into his yuan god and is constantly encroaching. He knows that if it goes on like this, his yuan god will definitely not be preserved.

"Well, do you think you can defeat me like this?"

Looking at An Bochen coldly, Mr. Peng San clenched his teeth, and the earth in front of him trembled slightly. In a blink of an eye, it suddenly pulled up. The dirt and sand and stones in the circle all flew in the air and rotated quickly.

What is he going to do? How can he cast spells when the yuan god is nailed?

An Bochen also observed Mr. Peng San motionless. He saw that the muscles of his whole body were shaking at an extremely fast frequency, and there was a fine texture between the scales, spreading in all directions, as if it would break at any time.

The night is dark and the stars and moon are lightless, but Mr. Peng San, who is shrouded in silver light, is particularly dazzling.

Mr. Peng San no longer shook. He looked straight at An Bochen, with a shocking smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Kunpeng Wuji!"

Looking up to the sky and roaring, Mr. Peng's arms vibrating, and his body rose in the wind.

"Can you still cast spells?"

An Bochen's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a little incredible. He wanted to fly to kill Mr. Peng San, but he found that his body was very weak and shook it twice. An Bochen had to sit cross-legged, quietly and try to restore his vitality.

Gradually, An Bochen understood that Mr. Peng San did not cast spells, and he could not cast spells even if he was nailed. The change in his body seemed to come from his instinct.

I don't know when a dark cloud came from the sky. There was lightning and thunder in the dark clouds, and the thunder tide drowned Mr. Peng, who had been as high as a hundred feet.

The wind and clouds are surging, and the thunder is roaring.

Mr. Peng San, who was in the thunder tide, began to change again. An Bochen looked around and his heart thumped.

This monster... Is there a ternary world? If this is the case, I will explain it here.

No, he broke through the dual polar world before. The thunderstorm came from his own body, but the current thunder tide came from the thunder cloud.

An Bochen stabilized his mind, but when the thunder dispersed, he opened his mouth wide and stared at the monster coiled between the broken mountains and rivers.

The monster is like a bird but not a bird. The color is gray and white, and its body is huge, covering the night stars and moon. When the wings fluttered, all the mountains and rivers were destroyed, and the turbid air exhaled from the nose was more like a terrible water dragon in the sea, rolling up the sand and dust on the ground and connecting to the sky.

How can An Bochen know that Mr. Peng San, who is dealing with him today, is standing at the top of the demon food chain after the ancient giant demon. In the classic history elsewhere, their names have long been mythical and spread by word of mouth.

There is a fish in Beiming, whose name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. It turned into a bird, and its name is Peng. I don't know how many thousands of miles the back of Peng is. Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds in the sky. It is a bird, and the sea will migrate to Nanming. Nanmingzhe, Tianchi is also...

"It turns out that this is his demon body, Kunpeng... If he came out early in the morning, I would have no hope of living until now... No."

An Bochen's face showed deep thought. The breath of Kun Peng climbed to the point of fear that made An Bochen's heart in extreme time, and then fell quickly. Obviously, his arrow caused him a lot of damage.

Up to now, An Bochen has also guessed the other party's intention to change into the original form.

The monster's body is huge, more than a thousand miles. In the same way, the Yuanshen has also become bigger. No matter how evil the nail head arrow is, in the face of such a huge thing, I'm afraid it is difficult to continue to make a difference.

Sure enough, Kunpeng flapped his wings, and the dark and lightless short arrow detached from its body and disappeared in mid-air.

This seems to consume a lot of vitality of Mr. Peng San. He looked at An Bochen, and the demon body gradually disappeared. In a blink of an eye, Mr. Peng turned back to the peak of the sixth heaven.

Standing naked on the peak, Mr. Peng looked at An Bochen with shame and hate, and then rolled up half of the branches to block his lower body and meditated cross his knees.

The battle is not over yet, but both of them have consumed a lot of vitality. Whoever can recover first can win the final victory.

The moon rises to the sky and gradually shifts to the west with the passage of time.

The moon sets and the sun rises. When An Bochen opens his eyes, the dawn has arrived.

At the same time, Mr. Peng also opened his impermanent eyes.

Without saying a word, the two instantly moved to the middle of the mountains and rivers and fought together again.

An Bochen's body and soul fit, and both the speed and the use of source force are better than before. Unfortunately, his innocence has been broken, and An Bochen can't use his gun skills. Although Mr. Peng's injury is much more serious than that of An Bochen, he has excellent blood and talent. He has recovered more than half of it in one night. Although he can't break through to the extreme world, he is not inferior to An Bochen at all.

It was another hard fight, and the two fought inexperable.

The sun rose to the middle of the sky, and it was noon. Both of them were full of white air on the top of their heads, and they were exhausted.

At this moment, a strong breath came from most of the collapsed hole in the distance.