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Chapter 102: There is no way to fight the demon, the target of the attack is wrong, and the depressed Yang Ji(1/2)

Yang Ji opened the gap in space, followed the guidance given by Gu Xinghua, and flew straight to the Palace of Life and Death.

Speeding all the way without stopping.

Below, the gray-black ruined earth kept flashing by, and the dark sky kept pulling in.

The closer we get to the Palace of Life and Death, the more chaotic the atmosphere becomes, and all kinds of vitality are raging, like swords and swords, going back and forth, extremely wild and wild.

The atmosphere became more and more dull and depressing, as if there was an ancient ferocious beast lurking in front of it, giving people invisible oppression.

Why is the vitality here so chaotic? Even the space is shaking slightly, like ripples on water, as if it is about to collapse at any time. Li Yinxue said in surprise, obviously seeing all this in the world of mountains and seas.

A quasi-immortal king fell in front of him. Such powerful immortal kings follow the path of enlightenment infinitely. After death, the path does not dissipate, affecting a certain time and space, which is why the vitality here is so chaotic. Fortunately, it has been so long,

A lot of Taoism has dissipated. If it were before, as soon as we approached this place, we would probably be killed by the remaining Taoism. Yang Ji said calmly and continued flying forward.

Senior brother, look, the void ahead is filled with clusters of tiny lightnings? Suddenly, Shangguan Wu said in surprise.

Everyone looked around and saw that tiny lightnings were constantly emerging and dying in the misty void. The flashes of lightning made the dark sky look magical.

That was not an electric light, but a flower of law produced by the collision between the way of life and the way of death. Yang Ji sighed, that quasi-immortal king has been dead for countless epochs, but his law of life and death still remains, and he is worthy of it.

He is a supreme figure who almost merged with the Tao. He almost achieved the immortality of the Tao. It is a pity that he is immortal.

Seeing the remaining principles of life and death, Yang Ji opened his eyes and looked forward as far as he could. He also saw a series of broken palaces in front of him.

And, a huge stone bridge spans the sky and covers it.

Bridge of Life and Death! Yang Ji's eyes immediately flashed, and the two children quickly turned gray. With a low roar, endless evil energy burst out from the evil crystal stone, and quickly penetrated into every inch of his body like a snake and a snake.

In an instant, his body was covered with evil marks, lingering with a strong evil spirit, like an evil god.

He stepped in the air, quickly approached the Bridge of Life and Death, and punched the temple under the Bridge of Life and Death with all his strength.

This fist not only condenses ten times the combat power blessed by the original evil energy, but also blesses the Three Immortals Formation and the infinite power of the world.

This punch was so powerful that the space it passed was shattered into pieces.

Yang Ji has pushed his potential to the extreme.

Buzz!

The Bridge of Life and Death sensed the incoming crisis and trembled, shaking down a protective light curtain.

But the protective light curtain of the Bridge of Life and Death couldn't block the punch at all, and it shattered instantly with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the Bridge of Life and Death shook, the light shone brightly, and the projection of a huge stone bridge came down.

But the moment it touched the fist, it also shattered.

At this moment, Yang Ji was firing on all cylinders, revealing all his secrets without any reservations. He was simply too strong.

In the past, a single projection from the Bridge of Life and Death could blast him, but now.

It instantly shattered in front of him, unable to stop his punch.

Oh my God, who is that person? He actually shattered the projection of the Bridge of Life and Death with one punch!

The strong men in this area felt the violent fluctuations of vitality in the distance. They opened their eyes and looked around. They happened to see Yang Ji's invincible scene. They were so horrified that they almost suffocated on the spot.

They knew very well how powerful Mo Wudao was, and they knew that he was able to take over the inheritance of the Quasi-Immortal King because of fighting.

Many geniuses on the Immortal List had fought against him in order to compete for inheritance, but they couldn't even receive a single projection and were directly bombed.

But at this moment, there is someone who can blow up the projection of the Bridge of Life and Death with one punch. How can they not be shocked, how can they not be horrified?

At this moment, Yang Ji was like an evil god, with overwhelming power, roaring to the sky, frantically sucking in the evil energy from the evil crystal stone, and spitting out three feet of gray flames from his eyes.

He raised his fist and hit the temple directly.

This punch was too fast, tearing through the air like an arrow missing. The endless pressure it contained shook the ground below. The endless dust was torn apart by the strong wind. The temple was also shaking, and it was about to burst.

open.

Huh? Looking for death! Suddenly, a roar of rage erupted in the temple, a black lightning flashed in the sky, and a figure appeared strangely on the temple.

This man's domineering face revealed sharp edges and coldness, his deep eyes were like a starry sky, and his majestic figure was like a tall mountain, unmoving, and his whole body exuded an aura of a king that shocked the world.

This person was so powerful that the moment he appeared, murderous aura swirled around him, forming a terrifying tornado.

It turns out it's you, an ant! I've sent you here looking for death. Just in time, just in time! Mo Wudao was as angry as the sea and his murderous intent was like a cloud. With one move with one hand, the bridge of life and death quickly shrank and fell into the palm of his hand. He waved the bridge and struck hard at Yang Ji.

Come smash it.

This blow was truly earth-shattering.

The space exploded, and the loud sound spread throughout the sky.

Kill! Yang Ji screamed wildly, without any fear, this punch that had been brewing for a long time hit the bridge of life and death hard.

boom!

An explosive force came from his fist, and instantly penetrated his whole body. After only a moment's pause, the power exploded, and Yang Ji exploded and turned into powder.

Sure enough, no one can take this blow. The top-grade magic weapon is too powerful. Even if it only activates one thousandth of the power, it is not something that the gods can resist. In this area of ​​​​the sky, the genius watching the battle shook his head.

Hey, him! Suddenly, someone screamed.

No one can kill me. The best magic weapon is nothing more than this. Is this all you can do? A cold voice came out from the blood mist. In an instant, the blood mist gathered. Yang Ji's

The figure appeared intact.

After taking this move, he was determined, knowing that although Mo Wudao could suppress him, he could not suppress him.

This is Dacheng's immortal body. Oh my God! He actually possesses Dacheng's immortal body. He can recover in an instant without any time gap! Everyone was shocked again.

The immortal body, also known as the body of the Dao, requires endless Dao Qi, endless time of nourishment, and slow condensation before it can be formed.

Generally, only in the Mahayana period can one have the great immortal body.

The cultivator of the Transformation God absorbed the Tao Qi and transformed his body into the body of the Tao. Although he initially possessed an immortal body, it was a world of difference compared to the immortal body of Dacheng. The gap was too big.

Being beaten into a bloody mist like this, ordinary gods can only die miserably, how can they still stand and talk?

Immortal body? Ant! Mo Wudao's expression was extremely cold, and he swung the bridge of life and death down again.

Yang Ji roared angrily, revealed all his secrets, and punched again, but there was still a bang and he was exploded.

The ghost's soul is wandering, and the bridge of life and death is on the road of reincarnation! The devil has no way to activate the bridge of life and death. The light flashes, and the black and white colors on the bridge turn into two black and white impermanences wearing high hats, with ferocious faces and skinny bodies.

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They held ghost whips, and before Yang Ji could recover, they whipped his blood mist, locking his soul.

Immediately afterwards, the Bridge of Life and Death extended to the feet of the ghosts. They wanted to drag Yang Ji onto the Bridge of Life and Death and drive him into reincarnation.

Who can control reincarnation, who can determine the fate of life and death! My soul is immortal and my body is immortal. How dare you decide my life and death and sentence me to death? Yang Ji let out a low roar, and eighteen immortality paths suddenly appeared behind his head.

The holy light suddenly burst out with endless pure Yang power, bursting the ghost whip and scattering the ghosts.

The moment his body recovered again, the yin and yang energy rushed out of Yang Ji's eyes, and the killing move activated by the soul with all his strength made even Demo Wudao change his expression slightly.

However, when the Yin and Yang Qi entered his sea of ​​consciousness, they were actually blocked by a translucent ancient bell, which disintegrated with the sound of a bell.

A top-grade Taoist artifact, a soul-protecting bell? Yang Ji's eyes narrowed and his expression sank.

Mo Wudao is worthy of being the descendant of the Demon Ancestor. His background is so strong that he even has an ancient bell to protect his soul. His soul-killing move can't do anything about it.

Ant, you surprised me! Mo Wudao's expression changed, and a trace of "irritability" appeared on the top of his head. Suddenly, his murderous intention increased. Ant, let me see how many times your body can recover!

Kill! Yang Ji had no extra words, knowing that Mo Wudao had exhausted all his cards and there was nothing he could do against him.

Although Mo Wudao is compatible with the Bridge of Life and Death, with his cultivation of becoming a god, it is already the limit to be able to activate such a powerful weapon from a top-quality magic weapon.

At this moment, Yang Ji felt certain that this demon could not kill him or suppress him.

In this way, even if the first true inheritance cannot be achieved, this true inheritance.

He, Yang Ji, was determined, even if the Immortal King came, he wouldn't be able to stop him!

Death is coming! Demon Wudao roared angrily, activated the bridge of life and death, locked a large area of ​​time and space, and hit Yang Ji hard.

boom!

explode!

boom!

Exploded again.

Time and time again, the two kept colliding.

The momentum was earth-shattering, and more and more geniuses gathered around them.

Damn it, this kid is really a pervert. Even adults can't kill him like this? How can his spirit and body be so powerful? If we were to withstand such a blow, wouldn't our souls be shattered on the spot? Wouldn't it be impossible to die any more? A vicious type.

The others appeared out of nowhere and were horrified when they saw this scene.

What a pervert, this guy is really a big pervert, and he has become stronger again! Xu Yan rushed over from the horizon, and when he saw Yang Ji fighting with Mo Wudao, his eyes almost bulged out.

This guy, I just thought he was timid and didn't dare to go in. Why is he so violent? Whose subordinate is he? No, what kind of genius is he? The strong man holding the Overlord Hammer was stunned.

When other geniuses from all races saw this scene, they were not only shocked but also gloomy.

The strength of Yang Ji and Mo Wudao exceeded their imagination.
To be continued...
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