Chapter 902

Soon, everyone present felt the momentum of Zheng Yuan.

They felt that Zheng Yuan's momentum was like the boundless sea, which made them feel breathless.

They exclaimed in their hearts: "what a terrible momentum. Has he really reached the middle stage of the golden elixir? It's incredible. "

"He did, and I knew he would." Zhao Ziying sent out a burst of cheers.

Tan Xiong praised: "he actually did it again. He is not a genius, but beyond the existence of genius."

However, he immediately thought of something, sighed: "but even in this way, it is impossible to defeat yuan baby."

Even if Zheng Yuan has reached the middle stage of Jindan, there is still a big difference between his strength and that of Yuanying.

So tan Xiong also thinks that he has no chance of winning.

"Damn, he really did it. Who is this little bastard? Why can he always do impossible things again and again?"

But Murong couldn't calm down.

Not only because he was shocked by Zheng Yuan's action, but also because Zheng Yuan's strong momentum made him feel a little hairy.

It can be something that never happened.

Before that, not to mention the generation of Jindan, even in the face of Yuanying perfect strong, he has never been afraid.

So, for a moment, apart from feeling a little shocked, he was more angry.

As a strong yuan baby, he should be afraid of a golden elixir. It's an insult that can't be washed away for a lifetime.

"Asshole, even if you reach the middle stage of the golden elixir, you are still a garbage in Ben Shaman's eyes. Ben shaman will let you know the gap between you and me now."

He said, bursting out with all his strength.

He planned to crush Zheng Yuan's momentum completely, and he must make Zheng Yuan no longer arrogant.

He had confidence in his momentum and believed that he could easily suppress Zheng Yuan's momentum.

However, soon, Murong found that Zheng Yuan's momentum was not generally strong.

No matter how hard he tried, he could only force back half of Zheng Yuan's momentum.

"Damn, this boy is just a golden elixir. Why can he have such a strong momentum?"

Murong is very unconvinced to kill demons.

"Murong kill the devil, your arrogant time is over."

Zheng Yuan slowly raised pitch black's right hand and pointed to Murong to kill the devil.

Murong immediately felt that Zheng Yuan's momentum rose again.

All of a sudden, his momentum was reduced by a third.

And his body was shaking a little.

Murong was angry when he killed the devil: "boy, don't be too arrogant."

As he spoke, he took a strong step.

This step is not fierce. It's like a huge stone falling from the sky, shaking the whole area within kilometers.

His momentum also rose to the highest, and then frantically counterattacked Zheng Yuan's momentum.

However, even so, his momentum can only get back to the previous territory, and finally equal Zheng Yuan's momentum.

Murong finally had to admit that Zheng Yuan's momentum was not weaker than his own.

So it's almost impossible to suppress him with momentum.

Zheng Yuan pointed to Murong's right index finger: "well, Murong is crazy. Don't waste any more time. Hurry up."

Murong kill devil a face disdain of way: "to fight yuan baby below generation, this kill devil will never first move."

"If you don't, I'll be out."

Zheng Yuan said, then waved the hand of hell to attack in the past.

Seeing Zheng Yuan's attack, Murong killed the devil with a sneer: "boy, you can't fight with Ben in your whole life. Now Ben killed the devil and let you know this fact."

Even though Zheng Yuan has now reached the fourth level of the golden elixir, he still firmly believes that his strength is not enough to fight against himself.

Murong didn't think much about killing the devil. He waved the blood devil's hand to fight it.

In the blink of an eye, their fists collided with each other.

With a loud noise like thunder, a fierce and incomparable air wave, with two people as the center, madly rampant around.Suddenly, all the people on the scene were shocked and their Qi and blood churned, and nearly ten steps backward.

Some people with low accomplishments can't even support vomiting blood.

At this time, Murong felt an inexhaustible force like the waves coming from Zheng Yuan's fist.

He couldn't help changing his face.

In a flash, he felt that Zheng Yuan's strength was not weaker than his own.

How could that be!

He did not expect that Zheng Yuan's power was so terrible after he reached the middle stage of the golden elixir. He was almost as weak as he was.

In fact, Zheng Yuan's four levels of power of the golden elixir is better than Murong's.

Now he mainly relies on the power of hell's hand to draw with Murong's power of killing demons.

The power of the hand of hell will continue to increase with the improvement of Zheng Yuan's cultivation.

Murong didn't hesitate to kill demons any more, and immediately increased his skill to 90%.

And the moment he improved his power, Zheng Yuan's power also increased.

In the end, the two were shocked to spit blood at the same time, and went back seven steps.

In this fight, the two are on a par.

However, the impact on their mentality is totally different.

Murong's killing demons was extremely depressed.

After all, as a strong yuan baby, he was tied by a golden elixir.

This is a very shameless thing.

And Zheng was very comfortable.

Although the blow just now did not occupy the top completely, it let out all the frustrations in his heart.

From now on, he is no longer suppressed by Murong.

All the initiative will be in his hands.

Zheng Yuan Long smile: "Murong crazy, not finished, come again."

He said, and then he stormed up again.

"Boy, you don't have the qualification to kill the devil. Look at my blood and soul."

Murong killed the devil with a roar, and quickly met him.

This time, he used his own killing tactics.

Originally, he never used killing tactics to deal with people under Yuan Ying.

But now I know that Zheng Yuan is not simple, so I don't dare to trust him any more, otherwise I will capsize in the sewer.

His blood devil's hands were covered with countless pieces of real Qi like silk thread, and then tightly wrapped around Zheng Yuan.

Zheng Yuan's mouth flashed a sneer: "you have blood to eat soul, that brother also has ten thousand soul to suck blood."

He said, with a wave of his hand, the hand of hell would release countless ways of death.

The black Qi of death turned into innumerable hell spirits, making a shrill cry, and then rushed to the blood of the blood devil's hand.