c_t;Outside the Ding Territory, the battle continues. -79xs- The battle between Jia Ming and Tu Ling has reached a fever pitch. Blood was flowing all over his body, but Jia Ming still persisted. With his Tiangang realm cultivation, he fought with Tu Ling, who had already become a master, for a full hour. It is enough to show that Jia Ming's fighting power is not weak, especially with the magic weapon left by Qi Sheng, Jia Ming really killed Tu Ling back and forth. Panting heavily, Jia Ming didn't even have the energy to speak. Tu Ling looked at Jia Ming again, his eyes no longer filled with contempt, replaced by anger and solemnity. The taunts from the demonic cultivators have also completely disappeared. They can mock a Jia Ming who is weak in cultivation unscrupulously, but they cannot mock the Jia Ming in front of them who has an unyielding fighting spirit and would rather die than retreat. "Jia Ming can't survive!" The leader of Dingyu Kingdom sighed. With such unyielding fighting spirit and being able to fight such a young man in the monster in the magic repair. Wherever you put it, it is worth protecting. But war will not show mercy to anyone, it will only determine the winner and the loser, as well as life and death. Tu Ling raised his bone hook again and said with a ferocious face: "Boy. (Advertisement) I have to eat you alive today. Otherwise, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in my heart!" Jia Ming was speechless, just full of contentment. With a bloody face, he smiled at Tu Ling. This smile was full of ridicule, showing his disdain for Tu Ling. Tu Ling is obviously a person who is easily angered. When he saw that Jia Ming dared to look at him like this, he immediately yelled: "What are you looking at? Try another one!" After saying this, Tu Ling threw his bone hook directly. Jia Ming wanted to hide, but he really had no strength. Unable to dodge at all, he was immediately hooked by Tu Ling. Blood was flying, and in Lu Fan's eyes, half of Jia Ming's vitality disappeared in an instant. Tu Ling directly dragged Jia Ming in front of him. Opening his mouth, Tu Ling spat and said: "Boy, despair! Tremble and beg for mercy like me. I will let you die happily!" Jia Ming slowly took something from his waist. come out. It was only then that Lu Fan and others saw clearly what magic weapon Jia Ming had been using. Concentrating and holding his breath, Lu Fan saw a dragon-shaped jade pendant in Jia Ming's hand. It¡¯s not big, it just fills the palm of your hand. There is a strange character condensed on the dragon-shaped jade pendant. Jia Ming gave it a firm squeeze, and a stream of gray and white power immediately flowed into his body. Immediately after putting the jade pendant on, cracks began to appear. This is obviously a sign of collapse. Jia Ming himself is frantically absorbing the power of the jade pendant. With his current physical condition, it is simply self-evident what he wants to do. Lu Fan had narrowed his eyes slightly, and the leader of Dingyu Kingdom and others also noticed it. Similarly, Tu Ling, who was about to bite Jia Ming to death, felt the crazy power surge in Jia Ming's body. Tu Ling screamed and ran back immediately. He reacted quickly and quickly, but he just forgot to take his hook back from Jia Ming. As soon as he moved, he dragged Jia Ming directly in front of him. Jia Ming used his last strength to force out a voice from his throat: "Let's die together, demon cultivators!" Tu Ling yelled: "Madman, a righteous madman, who wants to die with you!" He said this , Tu Ling threw out the hook and threw Jia Ming into the distance. But the moment it was thrown, the jade pendant on Jia Ming exploded. That¡¯s right, it was the jade pendant that exploded, not the body. Lu Fan saw it clearly, and immediately there was something else in his eyes. The huge explosion formed a black hole, condensing a whirlwind of power in the void and sucking Tu Ling into it. Seeing this, the demon cultivators retreated one after another. Except for the Dark Yuan Saint, their faces changed slightly. In their view, Jia Ming is a lunatic who would rather blow himself up than kill the demon cultivator. He represents the fighting spirit of the Western Alliance, although Jia Ming did not win. But it can be clearly seen that in the void, whether it is the Western Alliance Army or the people brought by Lu Fan, Tang Hui and others, they all have expressions of the same enemy. At this moment, everyone present lost all fear, and their momentum rose to its peak! Seeing this scene, the Dark Yuan Saint's face remained as calm as ever. Frustrated in the first battle, the demon cultivatorThe momentum of the Western Alliance Army was not suppressed, which made the Dark Origin Saint a little unhappy. It¡¯s just that in her bottomless eyes, no one can see her true emotions clearly. Gently raising his hand, all the demon cultivators around him stood on both sides. The Dark Yuan Holy Lady stood in the void, her body slowly floating forward and moving forward. "What is she going to do?" When the Holy Lady of Dark Yuan moved, the leader of the Ding Domain and others all became nervous. Lu Fan clenched his fingers slightly, and he probably guessed what the Dark Yuan Saint was going to do. The Dark Yuan Holy Lady floated to the front of the formation and waved her hand. Immediately, all the forces that were still rioting fell silent. The black hole disappeared, and two mutilated bodies floated out from the center of the explosion. It¡¯s Tu Ling and Jia Ming! The vitality disappeared, and Jia Ming and Tu Ling were spinning gently in the void like garbage. The leader of Dingyu Kingdom said: "We have to get his body back." The other leaders nodded lightly. And the demon cultivators didn¡¯t even look at Tu Ling. ??For the demon cultivator, a draw and a loss are the same. Tu Ling's cultivation level was a level higher than others, and to be beaten like this, he had already lost the face of Dao Xin Demon Sect. Even if he is still alive, he will be ridiculed. It would be best to die now. The demon cultivators who were interested in his corpse only wanted to refine his corpse into a puppet. Dark Yuan Holy Girl suddenly said loudly: "A mere Western leader of the coalition forces dares to use a boy to humiliate our Dao Heart Demon Sect. I can't bear it! I am standing here now, who dares to come out and fight with me?" Dark Yuan The saint's voice was not loud, but it made the Lord of the Ding Territory and everyone else's expressions change with shock. They thought that the demonic cultivators would attack directly, and they also thought that the demonic cultivators would send out masters to fight. But I never thought that the Dark Yuan Saint would stand up and demand a one-on-one battle. Behind the leader of the Ding Territory, a red-haired old man said: "Dark Yuan Saint, the three demon kings of demon cultivators. She is the leader of the demon cultivators' army this time. She is brave enough to dare to stand up and ask for a fight. Let me come and meet him!" The leader of Dingyu just nodded, but at this time Lu Fan said: "Senior, please don't go. Let others do this kind of great work. "Sage, it's your turn. Isn't this opportunity just what you want?" Seeing Lu Fan directly pointing the finger at Qingfeng Sword Master and others, the leader of Dingyu Kingdom and others showed expressions of sudden realization. Qingfeng Sword Master frowned slightly, and behind him, Tang Hui's lips moved slightly, and he immediately sent a message: "Don't fall for the 'provocative' generals, you can't fight!" Lu Fan saw that Qingfeng Sword Master didn't speak, and continued: : "Why, is Qingfeng Sword Master unwilling, or is he unable to defeat him?"