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    "Presumptuous!" Luo Chan shouted, stretched out his palm and shook it towards the sky.  The space was shattered, but the power of the shattered space did not dissipate. Instead, it was blended together by a strange force and crushed away against the figure in mid-air.  "Chi!" There was another sharp cry, but this time it was not just the attack of the soul, but also the violent space storm rolling down from above, colliding with Luo Chan's power.  The two forces were stalemate in mid-air for a moment, and Luo Chan's power gained the upper hand, and this advantage quickly turned into a victory, destroying all the forces blocking his way.  An illusory fist composed entirely of the power of space soared into the sky, and a fat mouse appeared. It seemed a little at a loss at this moment. Its two small hands kept moving. The power of space was arbitrarily combined in its hands, but it could not be stopped.  This fist is nothing.  "Ancient treasure-hunting rat? How dare you appear in front of me with such a bloodline, seeking death!" After discovering the culprit, Luo Ji snorted coldly, and suddenly opened his illusory fist, grabbing the rat and trying to wrap his palm around it.  The space control that the mouse was proud of seemed a bit ridiculous in front of this giant hand.  "You know the sky is thicker, right?" A chuckle floated between the sky and the earth. The originally confined space exploded. The treasure hunter screamed and disappeared in the blink of an eye. When it appeared again, it had become  A mini mouse was nestled on the shoulder of a young man, staring at Luo Chan fiercely.  But coupled with this fat appearance and those small eyes, this look is really not lethal.  Luo Chan frowned and looked at the young man who had just appeared, feeling wary in his heart.  Breaking his spatial confinement was nothing, after all, Luo Chan didn't use all his strength.  But not everyone can do such an understatement. Even the other seven strong men with his name find it difficult to do this.  "Who are you?" Luo Ji said in a deep voice.  "Shen Cong." Shen Cong said calmly.  "Are you that monster?" The old man with a sharp shell struggled to stand up and looked at Shen Cong in mid-air, his eyes widening slightly.  The altar was not destroyed, it was still running at this moment, and the aura in it pointed directly at Shen Cong.  I thought it would be a monster that had lost most of its sanity, but it turned out to be a person like this.  Luo Chan narrowed his eyes. He still knew what the monster looked like. Shen Cong's current state was incompatible with the monster, but there was no mistake in the altar.  It is a bit incredible that he could be contaminated by the Dark Night Life Spring and still be safe and sound. What Luo Ji was even more curious about was how Shen Cong did it.  And among the strong men of the human race, there is no such person as Shen Cong. On the contrary, there is such a person among the closed disciples of Qingyang Tianzun. Combining his appearance and aura, Luo Chan actually guessed at once that Shen Cong was probably the one who caused the attack just now.  A man of heaven.  "The closed disciple of the dignified Qingyang Tianzun is actually a monster. I wonder what the scene will be like when this news spreads to the human race!" Luo Ji laughed softly.  "You can't pass it on." Shen Cong shook his head.  "What did you say!" The smile on Luo Chan's face disappeared immediately. He was going to tease Shen Cong, but he didn't expect Shen Cong to answer like this.  Luo Chan would usually take such an answer as a joke at most, but Shen Cong said it with extreme indifference and a kind of confidence that could not be concealed.  This kind of confidence stung Luo Chan.  However, a ninth-level Tianqi who has just advanced, although he is at the same level, there is a gap in strength. He is the eighth general.  What's more, this should be the time when Shen Cong is at his weakest.  Do you think that if you break through to the ninth level, you can ignore everything?  "You are as ignorant as your pet!" Luo Chan sneered. In Luo Chan's heart, Shen Cong may have just made a breakthrough and his self-confidence has skyrocketed, so he came here alone, thinking that he could solve everything.  This is simply a retarded approach, and I don't know how other strong human beings would agree. However, this is also an opportunity for Luo Ji. Killing Shen Cong can greatly demoralize the human race.  "You don't look smart either." Shen Cong chuckled.  "Death!" Luo Chan's eyes suddenly widened. For some reason, Shen Cong's words always made Luo Chan upset and angry.  Maybe it was because of the confidence he showed, and Luo Chan wanted Shen Cong to understand that this was not ignorance, but arrogance, and ignorance and arrogance had to pay a heavy price, such as life!  "Boom!" A war hammer appeared in Luo Chan's hand. Luo Chan's soaring aura surged again, and in Shen Cong's eyes, this war hammer became the center point of all spiritual energy.  "A ninth-level spiritual weapon? No, it's just half a ninth-level spiritual weapon!" Shen Cong was a little surprised. The aura of the war hammer was extremely thick, far stronger than that of a ninth-level apocalypse practitioner.  This is determined by the characteristics of the spiritual weapon itself.??Practitioners can better accommodate spiritual energy, and over the long years, they have also accumulated various fragments of heavenly principles in it.  In real battle, a ninth-level Apocalypse cultivator will definitely be better than a ninth-level spiritual weapon, but if a ninth-level strongman has a ninth-level spiritual weapon, it will far exceed the result of two ninth-level Apocalypse joining forces. This is why that many nine levels  A powerful person wants to forge a ninth-level spiritual weapon.  At this moment, the power in the war hammer exceeds that of Luo Chan himself, and as the controller, Luo Chan has the power to control this power.  Because of this, Luo Chan became the Eight Great Generals. Although this was not a complete ninth-level spiritual weapon, it was completely enough.  "Boom!" Luo Chan appeared in front of Shen Cong in one step and struck down with a hammer.  The space collapsed and the surrounding area turned into darkness.  The indentation of space forms a restriction that is far more powerful than the confinement of space.  Luo Chan didn't expect that this would really trap Shen Cong, but as long as Shen Cong was slightly affected, he would be able to reach his peak power with this strike.  If it were other veteran ninth-level experts, Luo Chan would not be so direct. After all, those people would be very cautious.  But for Shen Cong, since he dares to be so confident, he will pay the price.  And just as Luo Chan hoped, Shen never moved, waiting for him to hit him with the hammer, which made Luo Chan even more happy. This was simply a living target, and now he was about to smash the target into pieces.  Shen Cong watched the war hammer fall, feeling the influx of spiritual energy in it and the law of transformation, and felt enlightened in his heart.  God and Demon Body Refining is a huge treasure. Because the Barbarian King did not leave any specific moves, it gave Shen Cong countless possibilities.  The spiritual weapon's ability to absorb spiritual energy far exceeds that of practitioners.  If a practitioner has the ability to process spiritual weapons, the power can be increased by more than twice.  But this can only be imagined. It is impossible for practitioners to do it, or even to imitate it. Therefore, spiritual weapons have always existed and occupy such an important position.  But Shen Cong is different. Other practitioners cannot bear it, but the body of gods and demons can, and can even do it more perfectly.  Shen Cong punched out, which was unremarkable at first, but immediately, like an origin exploding in the middle, the aura of heaven and earth exploded in an instant, which was more terrifying than the aura emanating from the war hammer, even to the point of horror, Luo Chan  His face changed in an instant.  "Boom!" Huge cracks spread out in the void. The cracks were so thick that it was unbelievable. It seemed that if there was just one more crack, it would really break open. It was much thicker than the spider web-like traces that Shen Cong made back then.  It is much more conspicuous, even to the point of being visible to the naked eye.  Luo Chan's body flew upside down and crashed into the cave. The cave exploded, killing all the aliens inside.  None of them expected that they would be killed by Luo Jian.  "Poof!" Deep underground, Luo Ji opened his mouth and spurted out blood, which contained the fragments of the internal organs.  Luo Chan's eyes were full of horror and disbelief. Even Tianzun's power was not so terrifying.  Luo Chan has seen Tianzun, whether from human race or alien race.  Tianzun can crush the ninth level Apocalypse, but there is a limit to his power, and he will never reach such a level.  And after the real collision at that moment, Shen Cong gave Luo Chan the feeling of a huge ninth-level spiritual weapon.  The ninth-level spiritual weapon is not scary. What is scary is that it can swallow spiritual energy like that and compress all the power to a point. This performance surpasses all Luo Chan's imagination. How can such a monster exist in the world.  Shen Cong was still standing in mid-air. The punch just now did not satisfy Shen Cong.  The leakage of power was so serious that there was such a grand scene.  If it was really perfectly controlled, it would have been an ordinary punch, but in the end Shen never controlled it well, otherwise Luo Chan would be standing like this at the moment.  The little guy stood on Shen Cong's shoulders and kept waving his little arms, imitating Shen Cong's movements.  But he didn't do anything, but it caused severe pain in his body, which scared the little guy so much that he didn't dare to try again.  "You, come again!" After summing up the gains and losses, Shen Cong looked at Luo Chan.  Luo Xiang trembled without any hesitation. As soon as his body recovered a little, Luo Xiang immediately jumped into the void and ran away.  Shen Cong frowned, sensing the scene in the void, and punched out.  Quietly, but at the end, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rioted again. A huge black hole was punched out by Shen Cong, and inside the black hole, Luo Zhu fled frantically.  "Boom!" Luo Chan's body suddenly froze in the void. The next moment, it exploded into countless powders, and the powder turned into countless spiritual lights.  The war hammer blocked by Luo Chan suddenly broke, and the hammer head and hammer handle were separated. The hammer handle was first full of cracks, and then the cracks exploded, turning into a pile of scrap metal.  The handle of the hammer is only an eighth-level spiritual weapon. Luo Chan spent countless efforts to combine it with the hammer head to achieve the half-step power of a ninth-level spiritual weapon.  At this moment, the handle of the hammer was broken, even the head of the hammer was badly damaged, and the aura was dim.  Shen Cong made a move with his right hand, and the hammer flew up and fell into Shen Cong's hand.  Looking at the mottled marks on the hammer head, thisHammerhead has experienced countless years.  Putting the hammer head into the Qiankun Bag, half a ninth-level spiritual weapon like this is still of great use. What Luo Chan does is undoubtedly the most inferior.  Of course, for Luo Chan, that might be the most beneficial thing to do, because with Hammerhead, he has more terrifying power than a strong man of the same level, but now it's cheaper for Shen Cong, and Shen Cong has found a more suitable person.  His own fighting method, his strength was so violent that it could not be increased, you can understand it by looking at the cracks in the void at that time.  "It's time to go!" Shen Cong glanced around, and just as he was about to break into the void, he suddenly stopped. Hundreds of thousands of miles away, Shen Cong felt a strange fluctuation, and more importantly,  This wave is very familiar!  In the mountains, the blackness gathered together to form the surge, and a figure floated in mid-air, with the world centered on him.  The figure's eyes were slightly closed, as if sleeping soundly, but at this moment, not far from the figure, three figures were trapped in a black bubble. Purple light was swimming, the earth was roaring, and the water was weak, but it could not break the bubble.
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