Chapter nine hundred and eighty third waved his sleeves
The demonic energy surged and instantly merged into the ball of light under his palm.
But he couldn't get closer to the half of the grasp, which was cut off by that white jade hand.
"Boy Chu, are you crazy? Master Jian, I don't know why this person appears here. Why he calls himself Feng Jingjie, and why he doesn't recognize you."
"But the aura and appearance she exudes are indeed no different from that one. She is indeed the Immortal Master. Unexpectedly, the Immortal Master actually left behind a back-up, several means. There is a response
passed away."
"Her appearance will undoubtedly overturn the structure of the world. She is truly invincible. Your cultivation is even weaker than hers. Do you want to go to a dead end by fighting with her?"
Master Jian shouted loudly. Although it was also shocked in its heart, it was only anxious in the face of the demonic clone that was willing to go to a dead end.
"If you were someone else, then Master Jian should help that person. But you are inherited by my master. Although Master Jian is not willing to admit it, you are indeed my second master, Master Jian."
"Once that person takes action, she never shows mercy. There were three taboos who died in her hands back then. How can your cultivation here be as good as taboos?" Mr. Jian persuaded her hard, and then said.
"It's better not to give up on this most powerful magical power in all the worlds. This thing originally belonged to that person, but now it just returns to its original owner. You might as well follow her like my lord. Maybe she will be happy.
I’ll give this to you.”
The words of the sword spirit fell clearly on the ears of the demonic clone and the white-clothed man.
His eyes fell on the hilt of the sword behind the demonic clone.
"This sword is interesting. What nonsense is this sword spirit talking about? This thing belongs to me? I just treat this as a joke. But one thing is right. In a real battle, I will never show mercy.
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"Your current cultivation is weaker than mine. With such pure demonic energy, it seems that your other body is not here. You don't have another body, and you are weaker than me. But, it doesn't matter. I can suppress your cultivation and fight with you
It’s also the Tao realm.”
"If you win, then this thing will be given to you."
The man in white spoke again, with a deep smile on his face. Although before, the countless red strands of cause and effect made him feel a little confused.
But for him, before a fight, he must not be distracted. This is a sign of respect for his opponent.
Although, he believes that he will win. Although he believes that even if he suppresses him to the Dao level, the opponent is still no match for him. He still needs to be cautious.
He has always been like this. But no one can make him take two shots. With just one shot, the opponent is defeated.
Therefore, he was looking forward to someone showing up to have a hearty battle with him.
Feng Jingjie felt that the person in front of him, from Mochen, might be a little different from the others.
"Will it be different? Or is it still as vulnerable as those vulgar people? Vulnerable?" The man in white held half of his hand without any movement.
His aura was falling layer by layer. That magical aura was falling. However, in the eyes of the demonic clone, even if the mountain collapsed on its own accord and the strength of the sharp peak was restrained in a short period of time, it would still be difficult to step on it.
This is the most amazing person in the world. No matter what state he is in, he is still a thousand or ten thousand times brighter than those ordinary people, those so-called geniuses.
"Tao realm... It seems that you are also from the Mochen system." The demonic clone spoke softly, with black flames flashing in his eyes.
The purpose of this fight is not to have the strongest magical power in all the worlds.
As long as the person in front of me says a word, the demonic clone and even the original self will voluntarily give in.
But the demonic clone is still preparing for a fight. His purpose is to prove himself. Let Senior Xue Yao know that he is no longer the same person as before.
He has become a man who can stand upright in the world, destined to rise in the sky, become famous in all the worlds, and can compete with her.
"Take the demon in your heart and turn it into a real demon in the world. Escape into the three realms and take me as the master. Do you dare to be an enemy?" The black fireworks in the eyes of the demonic clone became stronger and stronger. His aura was different from that of the person opposite, and
It’s layer by layer.
Behind him, an illusory world came out, a huge vortex appeared in the black mist, and a pair of scarlet eyes appeared.
The appearance of these scarlet eyes instantly made the sword spirit tremble and speak excitedly.
"My Lord..."
This is the most powerful magical power of the demon lord in the past, and now it has reappeared in the hands of the demonic clone.
Those scarlet eyes were like the return of the demon lord. There was nothing but coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes.
At this moment, the demonic clone's trembling heart began to become covered with snow and ice.
When the demonic clone faces the person in front of him, he can only let himself fall into ignorance, so that he can put down everything and fight with him.
This is a pair of eyes that sees the world as nothing, and that is a pair of eyes that sees everything as a stupid dog.
The two pairs of eyes seemed to overlap each other, and at the moment they overlapped, they were ruthless and meaningless.
"How many dead souls are contained in a pair of eyes. The strong resentment is already the essence. Are the dead souls who died in battle mainly resurrected in a different way to become the dead generals under their command?" When the man in white saw this scene, he also felt the same.
A soft eh.
Because in the whirlpool, he saw figures one after another in those scarlet eyes.
There are only tens of thousands of these figures.
There are tens of thousands of figures, each with a different aura. Some of them can't even gather energy at the first step.
These are all monks who died in the hands of Chu Cheng, some of them are human beings and some are demons.
Among the two races of humans and demons, the demon race has the majority. There are only about a hundred human monks.
At that time, tens of millions of souls were buried in the hands of Chu Cheng. But in that rolling world of mortals, those wronged souls chose to forgive him. Headed by Zhou Zhiruo, they were willing to use the power of their souls to help him achieve his ultimate goal.
Those spirits have ascended with no resentment and are no longer the resentful spirits that are invisibly entangled in the body. Otherwise, they would definitely appear here.
The resentment condensed by tens of millions of resentful spirits is undoubtedly terrifying and can shock the world.
These tens of millions of creatures are not in the whirlpool, but within these scarlet pupils, black rainbows still roll across the sky.
"Tens of tens of thousands of dead generals, but there are actually two second-steppers. I have underestimated you. If it is not just tens of thousands, but hundreds of thousands or millions, then I am afraid I won't be able to keep you today." Bai Yi spoke softly again,
Flick your fingers slightly, and a jade light will appear between your fingers.
At the snap of a finger, there was a huge movement in the world. Those eyes suddenly stopped for a moment, and the undead souls that seemed to have escaped from the underworld retreated instantly. The layer of ice also seemed to melt away.
In every move, the strength and weakness of the two people can be clearly seen.
"How dare you be an enemy of Wentian? Even if you are not enemy of this day, I, Feng Jingjie, can be an enemy. Because this sky is the same as this earth. It can only be under my feet. Even you are the same. All the powerful people in this world are the same.
So true!”
As soon as the man in white clothes stepped on it, the pavilion shook violently, and a jade light swept away all the darkness.
The next moment, a big dragon flew across the sky, and seven immortal platforms rose up layer by layer, with golden light rising again, standing in the black and yellow immortality.
A surging atmosphere broke through the jade light like a broken bamboo, which made those dim eyes shine again. One after another figures walked out of it, all of them stretched out their hands.
In the moment when these hands came out, they turned into phantoms layer by layer and were held in the palms of the demonic clones, making the vortex behind them spin greatly, their strength rising again, and the demonic rainbows on their bodies multiplied by layers.
Feng Jingjie exclaimed again. He felt the strength in the opponent's arm, and he actually let go of it for a moment.
But he only took half a step forward in an instant, and soon stopped his body.
In Feng Jingjie's eyes, there was a red line connecting to the sky, which made all the magical powers of the demonic clone show signs of collapse.
But this scene quickly disappeared.
Bai Yi shook his head and laughed: "You actually want to compete with me in strength, so come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, the red line in his eyes disappeared. The Tao of Qi Xiang was no longer displayed, and he relied entirely on his own strength.
A jade hand, without any radiant crown, is the most powerful thing in the world. No matter how the devil's clone pulls it, the white clothes will still stand still.
"The Way of Qi Xiang... it is indeed the Immortal Master..." Sword Spirit exclaimed again when he saw the red line.
"The way of Qi Xiang is to be invincible. No one in the world can break it except the emperor. Other taboos are nothing more than physical resistance, or fighting with the magic of destiny in order to delay time. But again
How can you compare with the Immortal Master? You will eventually lose."
"If my master's magical power is supported by the souls of hundreds of millions of powerful dead souls, it will definitely be superior to the magic of gods and demons. But back then, he was defeated by the immortal master with one move, and he only relied on this Qi Xiang style."
"But my lord clearly understands in his heart that even if he doesn't rely on Qi Xiang, that person in the state of suppression can still defeat him with his own strength."
The two of them turned a deaf ear to Sword Spirit's exclamation.
Both of their attentions were focused on that ball of light.
Thousands of big dragons around the demonic clone are all stacked up and curled up in the palm. Under the stacked golden halo, the power is majestic. But at this moment, the veins are bulging and the bean is sweating.
There were constant lightning flashes all around, and as the ripples of flying snow spread, the entire Zhuxian Pavilion shook violently.
No matter whether they were outside the Immortal Pavilion or inside the Immortal Pavilion, all the monks were shocked.
Throughout the ages, there has never been such a shocking change. The fireworks surrounding the walls of the ten thousand-foot-long tower have already set the sky ablaze.
Finally, with an explosive roar, the entire Immortal Pavilion was split into two, and the layers collapsed into the sky.
The whole world was shocked. This Immortal Pavilion, which could not even be shaken by the powerful powers of destruction, collapsed at this moment.
At the moment when it was about to crack and collapse, the fireworks in the ten thousand towers rose again. In the extremely dazzling fire light, they shrank sharply, and finally became one foot high, and actually merged into the two bodies.
At this moment, nearly a hundred figures were floating in the air. These were the monks coming out of Zhuxian Pavilion. They all looked confused.
Not only them, but also the hundreds of people outside suddenly stood up and looked into the sky.
They saw two figures standing thousands of feet above.
Lightning and thunder rolled through it.
They were a white-haired man wearing a black robe, and a black-haired man in white clothes.
At this moment, their eyes all fell on the white-clothed figure.
He used the sky as a disguise, waved his sleeves in the wind and clouds, and the sky was deafening.
His body is like the sky, standing in the heavens, wrapping Qingxiu, and controlling everything with the wave of his hand.