Nangong Sheng holds a white Go chess piece and fights against Ye Qingcheng's Immortal Killing Sword.
Immortals are immortals after all, and their magnanimity is enough to surpass hundreds of millions of mortals. When the army is approaching and ambushed from all sides, they still deal with it calmly, being strong yet elegant.
Ye Qingcheng held the sword and looked at Nangong Sheng solemnly, as if he was a little afraid.
"One Immortal Formation, just because of your formation skills, in the world of the world, no, even in the underworld, you are worthy of being the first master of formations. There are already thirty-four, and I have cracked them one by one. How can you still do it?"
Is it okay?" Ye Qingcheng looked at Nangong Shengdao solemnly.
"The Immortal Killing Sword is indeed worthy of its reputation! Ye Qingcheng can conquer the city with one sword, and he is a flying immortal from the sky. He is indeed a good swordsman. However, your swordsmanship is not as good as mine, Netherworld. My Netherworld is the current god, Jian Ao, and he is the best swordsman.
Nangong Sheng said with a smile.
"Oh? Really? If given the chance, Ye Qingcheng would ask for advice in person. But, what about you now? Can you still make a move?" Ye Qingcheng said in a deep voice.
"Since you are so impatient, well, this is the thirty-fifth son, named 'Self'." Nangong Sheng said solemnly.
Nangong Sheng's words fell, and Ye Qingcheng suddenly stood up solemnly, staring at the white chess piece in Nangong Sheng's hand.
In the distance, Zhong Shan and others also looked solemnly, looking at Nangong Sheng's indifference.
"This is the 'Yitian Immortal Formation'." Gu Qianyou said suddenly.
"Oh? Yi Tianxian Formation?" Everyone looked at Gu Qianyou in confusion.
"I once heard the Holy One say that this is a kind of attack and killing formation created by Nangong Sheng. It is like a Go game. When one piece is dropped, the chess game changes suddenly. Every time one more piece is dropped, the power of the formation increases exponentially. It's really
An extremely powerful formation. When the Holy Emperor faced Nangong Sheng, Nangong Sheng had just created the thirty-second formation, which was thirty-two doubling attack and killing formations. Unexpectedly, he had already created the thirty-fifth formation.
In the distance, Nangong Sheng smiled faintly, and the white chess piece in his hand fell gently. Suddenly, a chessboard-like white Go piece appeared in front of Nangong Sheng, and it fell gently.
"Pa"
The chessboard suddenly disappeared, and at this moment, Ye Qingcheng became more solemn, holding the Immortal Killing Sword tightly in his hand, and became very cautious.
When the chessboard disappeared, on the sea of blood, countless islands suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea, and countless islands floated up again strangely.
The number of islands in the floating blood sea suddenly more than doubled, and at this moment, Zhong Shan was shocked to discover that this square floating blood sea was like a huge chessboard, with countless dark islands being chess pieces, regularly falling on the chessboard
Above the intersection, countless islands pulled together, suddenly forming a huge formation.
For a moment, the red light on the sea soared into the sky, reaching into the distant sky.
A powerful aura came forcefully and rushed straight into everyone's mind. It was a powerful aura, like the powerful aura of the anger of heaven and earth. Many people retreated in fear.
At this time, in the red light above the floating blood sea, the space was slightly distorted. Together with the huge formation, the entire space shook.
The shaking space was not difficult for Ye Qingcheng. What Ye Qingcheng was wary of was a cloud of blood mist in mid-air.
That mass of blood mist seemed to be completely formed by a large formation. It gathered more and more, and countless spatial powers gathered into it. Slowly, it gathered into a person's height. Then the mass of blood mist slowly solidified, and became more and more...
The more solid it is, the clearer it becomes.
"Ye Qingcheng?" Xianxian exclaimed.
Not only the immortals, but almost everyone's eyes widened, because everyone saw that the body formed by the blood mist was exactly the same as Ye Qingcheng.
An identical Ye Qingcheng slowly solidified, then the Immortal Killing Sword, and even the Immortal Killing Sword actually solidified into an identical one.
High in the sky, Ye Qingcheng looked at the opposite figure in horror. The figure opposite had the same aura as his own. Everything was the same. Even the Immortal Killing Sword in the opponent's hand had the same aura as his own.
The thirty-fifth son, self?
Is this a battle with oneself? Ye Qingcheng naturally knows that it cannot be him, it is just a space body simulated by the Yi Tianxian Formation based on himself. However, the indicators may be exactly the same as his own.
The space body opposite was staring at Ye Qingcheng. As long as Nangong Sheng gave the order, the space body would definitely kill Ye Qingcheng with the sword.
Exactly the same as himself? Ye Qingcheng didn't believe it. He didn't believe that the strength of this space body was exactly the same as his own.
The Immortal Killing Sword in his hand moved slightly, and a powerful sword intention rushed straight away. When the Immortal Killing Sword passed by, a huge crack in the space was filled with darkness, bringing out a terrifying power.
The space body on the opposite side also waved the 'Immortal Killing Sword' in his hand. He swung the sword exactly like Ye Qingcheng's, bringing out an extremely terrifying power, even worse than Ye Qingcheng, cutting open the broken space and slashing towards Ye Qingcheng.
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Ye Qingcheng was testing, but the space body opposite him that was exactly the same as himself used all his strength.
"Ding~~"
The two immortal swords collided powerfully. Where the sword tips touched in the sky, a huge black hole of about a hundred feet was shaken out. With such a terrifying collision, the space body was so powerful.
“Pfft~~”
Ye Qingcheng spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards for a hundred feet, but the space body remained standing at the same place without any retreat.
"How is that possible?" Almost everyone was shocked.
This space body is so strong? That was Ye Qingcheng, and he even lost with the Immortal Killing Sword?
"If you don't try your best, it won't be polite to you. He will be as strong as you are!" Nangong Sheng said with a faint smile.
The thirty-fifth son, self?
Everyone on the periphery took a breath, this formation was too exaggerated!
"How can it be so strong? That's just a simulated dummy." Xianxian said in surprise.
"In the past, the Holy Master once said that the Yi Tian Immortal Formation was designed with a wide range of formations that was astonishing. It not only involved the power of space, but also some phantom formations and even some heart formations in it. The space body in front of me was indeed exactly the same as Ye Qingcheng's strength.
At least in the eyes of Ye Qingcheng, they are absolutely the same. If you don't defeat yourself, you can't break the formation!" Gu Qianyou thought for a while and said in horror.
"In other words, as strong as you are in your heart, your spatial body will be as strong as you are?" Yin Luoru frowned.
"So, those who are arrogant will definitely die, but those who have low self-esteem can easily break the formation?" Zhong Shan said with a weird smile.
The strong people inside fought, the onlookers outside entertained themselves, and Zhong Shan and others kept thinking of ways to crack it.
"That seems to be the truth!" Everyone said to Zhong Shan strangely.
"But is Ye Qingcheng a person with low self-esteem?" Zhong Shan shook his head and asked.
Obviously that is impossible. Ye Qingcheng is the master of a holy land, how can he feel inferior?
Ye Qingcheng was defeated with a sword, and immediately stood ready for battle, looking at the space body in the distance with full vigilance.
With a twist of his wrist, the Immortal Killing Sword passed through a space and slashed towards the space body again.
The powerful Ye Qingcheng slashed out the Immortal Killing Sword with all his strength. The space in all directions suddenly shook, and the internal scene was distorted and shapeless. Only a little blurry shadow and the deep black hole could still be seen.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Perhaps there was also the sound of heavy impact, the attack of an absolutely powerful man, countless sword marks all around, and in the twisted space, space cracks were torn in all directions like broken glass.
Terrifying attacks, this is Ye Qingcheng's strength.
"Boom~~"
During the battle, a huge black hole with a diameter of thousands of feet stood erected in the sky. The black hole did not get smaller, but the space ripples around the black hole swayed in all directions. The black hole did not get smaller because of the constant movement of the two people inside.
The battle, the terrifying battle impact.
This is the battle of the strong. Countless strong people watching from the outside retreated one after another. Even Zhong Shan and others quickly retreated. The battle was too exciting.
"Ding~~"
With another sword strike, Ye Qingcheng and the space body finally separated, standing on both sides of the black hole, and the black hole slowly shrank.
The two faced each other again with swords. There were a lot of sword marks on their clothes, and they both suffered the same injuries.
"It's amazing!" Xianxian exclaimed.
"Unfortunately, it is not easy for Ye Qingcheng to defeat the space body!" The old man frowned.
"No!" Zhong Shan suddenly shook his head.
"how?"
"Don't you think Ye Qingcheng is scary?" Zhong Shan frowned.
"Oh?" Everyone looked at Zhong Shan. Only Gu Qianyou suddenly understood and looked at Ye Qingcheng with a solemn expression.
"If Ye Qingcheng is arrogant, his opponent will become stronger because of his state of mind. If he is inferior, his opponent will become weaker. But now, they are clearly evenly matched, so what does that mean?" Zhong Shan said solemnly.
"He is neither proud nor inferior!" The old man thought for a while and said.
"Yes, you are neither proud nor inferior. You can deceive others with your appearance, but you can't deceive yourself on the inside. As long as you don't have inferiority complex, who would think you are inferior? A little pride in your heart is inevitable, or everyone will be dissatisfied with themselves.
He feels proud of his current achievements, but the Ye Qingcheng in front of him does not, not at all. He controls his emotions so finely, such a person is terrifying!" Zhong Shan said solemnly.
After Zhong Shan finished speaking, everyone fell silent for a while.
In the distance, Ye Qingcheng showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he raised the Immortal Killing Sword and attacked the space body again. The two collided strongly, and the swords and swords touched each other, causing a large amount of space to be broken. The powerful battle left countless people outside.
People were dazzled, and the terrifying aftermath shook the clouds in all directions.
However, there is one thing that is very strange. Nangong Sheng, the sea of ups and downs where Nangong Sheng is, only makes waves. And at this moment, Nangong Sheng, on his right hand, there is another black chess piece strangely appearing at some point.