Deep in the universe, the most intense confrontation since the arrival of the era of extraordinary collapse is taking place.
The standing statue of Qitian is in hell, surrounded by broken arms and remains, the black earth is covered with dark clouds, and there is no end in sight.
He was like a demon coming out of hell. All the so-called attributes of being relegated to immortals and Kong Ming were gone. He was wearing black armor, covered in blood, and his violent aura was rising into the sky.
He turned the void of the universe into a battlefield of hell. The feathered flag in his hand became hazy, as if it had turned into a long black knife. The black light surged, the heads of evil ghosts rolled, and behind him there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Wang Xuan stared at those visions, were they the past events that Qitian had experienced?
The super matter rolling in like a mountain and sea, the most powerful rule, broke through at this moment, erupting between the two masters. Wang Xuan took advantage of the power of the supreme treasure, cut through the black hell, and killed him out, with blood stains behind him.
After the battle reached this point, both of them were gasping for breath, and naturally they were both seriously injured.
Qi Tian stood in the half-light and half-dark place, as if he was being chased from the exit of hell. His eyes were dark and even slightly black, as if he wanted to devour people's souls.
He couldn't calm down in his heart. This "similar" from later generations became stronger and stronger as he fought, as if he was releasing some unforeseen potential. Both his soul and body were undergoing qualitative changes.
Wang Xuan's body was covered with wounds, with bones exposed in many places. After beheading the opponent's black phoenix, the two fought fiercely for a long time, and he paid a heavy price.
He walked all the way, leaving bloody traces in the void. If it were on the ground, it would be one bloody footprint after another.
He did not hold back and was releasing the power of the three light spots corresponding to his spirit, body, and interior scene, but he did not dare to release it directly with a single slash.
He was afraid of damaging his own foundation, but gradually opened the door to the spirit, the door to the body, and the door to the interior, allowing them to come to the real world step by step.
Therefore, the feeling he gave Qi Tian was that he was getting stronger as time went by!
Both of them were "breathing" loudly. Of course, it was super matter, and what it swallowed was the original energy. It was colorful, including silver matter, purple matter, and also strange and rare substances from the higher spiritual world.
"ah……"
Qitian suddenly let out a long howl, like hundreds of millions of ghosts and monsters in hell crying together, shaking the extraordinary world and impacting the present world. This was a spiritual storm.
He and the Feathering Flag condense into one body, blessing this spiritual mystery, infinitely improving and amplifying it, forming a black torrent that sweeps across the starry sky.
Behind him, endless ghosts and various monsters emerged. He stood in the center of hell, roaring to the sky, and all kinds of ghosts followed him and sent out spiritual storms.
Wang Xuan's complexion changed slightly, and many secret techniques emerged in his mind. The first thing that came to mind was a secret map - the Immortal Court Hundred Battles Map. He visualized it in an instant, and with great mental fluctuations, he began to fight against the spirit swallowers of hell ghosts.
Heavenly law.
Endless fairy light bloomed, Wang Xuan's body was like the scorching sun across the sky, especially the soul, which was particularly brilliant, illuminating a magnificent scene of hundreds of battles in the fairy court. Tens of thousands of immortals gathered together, gods arranged, holding weapons, suppressing, and thousands of people descended.
The immortal's spiritual attack breaks out.
Boom!
At the same time, Wang Xuan banged the furnace cover and furnace body together, as if beating a fairy drum to destroy the black hell map and counter the impact of the fine storm.
This is a confrontation on the spiritual level, like two battlefields bordering on each other, the fairy court and the hell, and the immortals and endless evil ghosts fighting, the war is raging.
At the end, the endless ghost shadows and the fairy light all over the sky disintegrated and exploded. Amidst the terrifying mental fluctuations of the two people blessed by the treasure, they exploded with a loud bang.
At this moment, Qi Tian stood in the dark place, as if he was really standing at the exit of hell, condensing the scattered spiritual storm and turning it into terrifying black arrow feathers.
"Heartstrings pluck arrows from the sky!" He said to himself, it was like an ancient mantra, blessing his own secret method. Seven black spiritual arrows took shape, using the light of his heart as the bowstring, and shot out one after another!
Each arrow feather has been blessed by feathered flags, and its power is immense. With the power of rules and spiritual power, it tears apart the void of the real world.
Wang Xuan's heart was palpitating, and he quickly dodged. He held the furnace cover and furnace body to block seven black arrows, but he had a hunch that even if he didn't get hit, he would still be in danger.
Sure enough, after he shattered the feathers of a black arrow with the furnace lid, the dissipated black light still invaded, specifically killing the soul, and the arrow's light was indelible.
As early as when Qitian used his spiritual storm to transform into the scene of boundless hell and ghosts, he was preparing for now. What he really wanted to use was the Heartstring Arrow.
Wang Xuan did not panic, his mental state of mind increased several times. What he immediately thought of was the spiritual coffin method. With a bang, after the blessing of the treasure, the light of his soul flew out.
Now, he is controlling the arrow, using his own spirit as a seed to invade the black arrow. In the final analysis, it is still an attack in the spiritual realm.
The black arrow feathers and the light of Wang Xuan's soul are constantly entangled, devouring each other, bursting into pieces from time to time, and condensing from time to time, turning into various spiritual images.
With a roar, spiritual thunder finally erupted here, and both of them staggered backwards, their respective secret techniques ineffective.
"kill!"
Qi Tian shouted and rushed over. Although he was holding a banner, what was actually operating was the Wanling Fist. The banner was used instead of the fist seal and he was blasting forward.
You can see that as he stretches his body, shadows emerge one after another, with blood flowing, as if they are sharing a long life with him.
They were the Golden Crow, Tianfeng, Taotie, Suzaku, White Qilin, etc. There were even other immortals who surrendered and stood with him, and followed him with their fist seals, hitting Wang Xuan.
The Wanling Fist wields the power of the blood of the most powerful races in the world, and the fist seal is powerful and boundless. Qi Tian has mastered many incredible secret techniques since ancient times.
Wang Xuan's heart moved. He had also read this scripture, but the record was incomplete and could only be regarded as a fragmentary scripture. The scripture mentioned that this magical power boxing technique was very terrifying, and it was fully displayed by Qitian today.
In response, Wang Xuan responded with the Feathering Fist in the golden bamboo slips, which was no weaker than the opponent's method. The furnace lid and body replaced the fist mark, and exploded violently.
In an instant, the place was filled with light and rain, as if someone was tearing apart the sky, and the light of flying immortals rushed up.
The two of them fought with their lives, and their muscles and bones were cracked by the shock, and their flesh and blood were torn. Extraordinary blood continued to splash in the starry sky, and the fight was extremely fierce.
The overwhelming blood energy surged between the two of them. In this special era, it was already very impressive that their flesh and blood bodies could perform like this.
Wang Xuan's three points of light are entering the present world. He feels that his old spirit is in severe pain and feels like it is about to be torn apart. His physical body also seems to be split apart. The same is true for the interior scene.
However, his Taoism has indeed increased significantly, making Qi Tiandu feel the pressure. The latecomer in front of him was suppressed by him earlier. Is he going to make a comeback now?
Boom!
He activated the Feathering Banner, controlled the spiritual imprint obtained from Jiang Siyuan, and interfered with the health furnace. It was indeed effective at this juncture.
Wang Xuan stumbled, and the furnace body in his hand shook violently, almost causing him a heavy loss. The feathered flag fell down against his body, and he was almost hit, and there was only a thin line between it and being exploded.
Even so, the remaining fluctuations from the treasure still tore off large pieces of his flesh and blood, exposing some of his bones. The scene was bloody and horrific.
"Stove, be steady. If you want to leave after I kill the dragon, let's go our separate ways so we can get together!" Half of Wang Xuan's body was covered in blood, and he turned into a bloody man again.
Chi!
A purple sword light struck, and Jiang Qingyao took control of Zixiao Hedao and took action!
boom!
The feathered banner swept across, struck the Broken Sword, and erupted into a terrifying treasure wave, leaving the area filled with fragments of rules.
"Don't come over, I can stop him!" Wang Xuan said. After releasing the potential of the three light points, his current combat power is higher than that of the Sword Fairy. He is afraid that something will happen to Jiang Qingyao. After all, her realm is higher than that of the Earth Fairy.
The sky should be lowered. If it is hit by the feathered flag, it may be the end of yin and yang.
The health-preserving furnace and the Feathering Banner collided. Wang Xuan and Qi Tian fought to the death, blood splashed into the starry sky. When the furnace body shook again, Wang Xuan almost had another accident. His face became gloomy. This treasure was not used very well.
It went smoothly.
In the distance, everyone in the spaceship said nothing and watched the battle quietly. The shadow couple's hearts were raised. Wang Xuan had several accidents, and it was really thrilling to watch.
At this time, Fang Yuzhu, who was reciting the "Jie Yin Sutra", suddenly stopped. Around her, the feathered sacred bamboo was still rustling and dripping golden liquid.
On the altar, the broken bones came to life, and most importantly, the broken soul that was about to be extinguished started to dance with fire and truly revived.
"Siyuan!"
"Jiang Siyuan!"
Several people spoke out at the same time. Some were curious about this person, some admired him, some sympathized with him, and of course some were indifferent or even ignored him, such as Sword Maniac.
"Am I... in a dream?" After he regained consciousness, his spirit was swaying, and he stared at Fang Yuzhu, a little lost in thought. Then he sighed softly and looked around.
He knew that he had recovered and saw the beautiful face from his youth that he would never forget. Jiang Siyuan was deeply surprised and thought of many old things.
As for the other people, he had seen portraits of some of them, and he didn't know many of them at all, but they were all very strong, probably even better than him back then.
"Siyuan, you're awake, don't think too much, have a good rest, everything will be fine." Fang Yuzhu comforted.
Jiang Siyuan nodded. The vague figure of Yuan Shen was extremely weak and would be extinguished at any time. More than two thousand years had passed, and the jade face in front of him had left a deep impression on him throughout his life, making his heart agitated and unable to calm down.
At that time, he was willing to fight for her without any reservation, and died twice. Although he was unexpectedly resurrected, he spent the rest of his life suffering between life and death, and he lives hard to this day.
But as time goes by, life is ups and downs, and the feelings of his youth have gradually faded away. He is a practitioner with a strong will, and he was a genius back then. There is nothing he cannot let go of, and time can dilute everything.
At that time, he already knew that Fang Yuzhu was pursuing the Dao in this life. From the moment he expressed his intention and was declined, he knew that this life was only suitable for him to stand back and watch her, paying attention to whether she could succeed in pursuing the Dao.
He understood that she wanted to break the barriers that could not be crossed in one mythical era after another, to dispel the cold winter, and to truly illuminate the eternal night of the extraordinary world.
After so many years, he is no longer young. After more than two thousand years, what else can he not let go of?
He had already decided to do this since he escaped from difficulties, lived a difficult life, and lived in seclusion alone.
It was not that he didn't know that Fang Yuzhu had already met a rare opponent in the immortal world, and personally ended the era of ancient emperors to avenge him. However, he did not send any news, never took the initiative to contact her again, and did not let anyone send a message. Until his deterioration in recent years,
The fire of life is about to be extinguished, and he just wants to finish his life quietly in a no-man's land.
He knew that Fang Yuzhu was determined to pursue the high road, and he did not want to cause her any trouble.
He also looked back at that era, and with his natural talent, if given time, sooner or later he would be extraordinary and become an unparalleled master. It was not impossible.
Does he regret it? He also asked himself, if he could live his life over again, what would he choose? Would he still risk his life to save Fang Yuzhu?
Jiang Siyuan believed that he would probably have made the same choice at that time. Although he was rejected, he still didn't want her to die and couldn't help but risk his life to save her.
"Who has never been young and frivolous, thinking that they can change the whole world? That was the expression of my sincere emotions at that time. No matter what, I would take action back then without any regrets."
This was his inner voice. He had no regrets about the past and always moved forward in life. That was his truest choice in the past.
He seemed to have remembered something, looked at Fang Yuzhu, and said weakly: "No matter when the time comes, never believe in the Xuan Ling, even if you are in a desperate situation, don't make a contract with them."
"What have you experienced?" Fang Yuzhu looked at him. The Jiang Siyuan in front of him and the high-spirited man who looked down on the world looked like two different people.
"A hooligan rescued me, who still had a glimmer of vitality, and happened to see the health furnace passing by. We returned to the world with the treasure..."
The contract of the evil spirit is to eat people without spitting out their bones, and you can never get rid of it. Once you sign it, your soul will no longer belong to you in this life, you will become a prisoner, you will get lost, and you will even be eaten.
Even if Xuan Ling himself has an accident and is about to die, the signer will be unable to escape and will still be trapped in boundless darkness.
When Jiang Siyuan understood all this, it was already too late, but he also waited for the opportunity. When the evil spirit was dying, he tried his best to resist, even at the cost of destroying his Taoism, giving up the treasure, and escaped from that strange place.
His brilliance, his life, his moral foundation, etc. have all almost collapsed.
But in the end, he used great perseverance to get rid of everything arranged by Xuan Ling and returned to himself, but the price was too high.
He saw Qi Tian standing aside, thoughtfully.
Then, he stared at the six treasures and discovered the essential problem. He couldn't help but look at Qitian and said: "You brought me out, intercepted part of my spiritual imprint, and wanted to control the health furnace?"
Then, he looked at everyone present, and quickly understood some of the situation, and said: "Take part of my spiritual imprint, want to control my former treasure, and kill that young man?"
He sighed softly: "If I have caused trouble for future generations and you, then let me go back and return to silence."
His broken soul began to turn into light and was about to be shattered and disappear into smoke. He was already in his twilight years and did not want to cause trouble to anyone.
Back then, when he was overlooking the world and shining in the immortal world, he could calmly put aside life and death. What's more, in this era, his remaining soul is wandering and he doesn't want to drag anyone down!
He is turning into light and is about to disappear.
"Can't!"
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Deep in the universe, Wang Xuan took advantage of the slight silence of the health furnace to explode with all his strength. Three light points broke free. His whole body was in severe pain and bloody. He felt that his "old self" was torn apart. However, he
It has indeed become very powerful. Has the Fourteenth Stage of Great Consummation been achieved?