Staring at the huge sword falling from the sky, Wu Xie naturally would not sit still and wait for death. He united his thoughts and thoughts, pointed out the mysterious formula, and pointed his hand sharply, and the demon dark thorn came like a flying boat, tearing the sky and splitting the earth.
"Rumble..."
A huge roar resounded through the sky, and the two divine soldiers collided with each other in the air with their arrogant sword intent. In an instant, a dazzling light spread out, turning the entire void world into white.
The vast expanse looks like the scorching sun descending from the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the terrifying energy ripples stagnated slightly between the two divine weapons, and then spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye like a stormy sea. The ferocious energy fluctuations impacted the Youri Fantasy Ruins, and dust and smoke billowed from the earth.
The sky and the earth were overwhelming, and the ground was cracked and disintegrated. In just a few moments, the entire Youri Huan Ruins was completely razed to the ground.
All the abundant vitality disappeared in the Youri Huan Ruins in an instant, and no grass grew, leaving only the bare flat ground, which was like a mirror.
In the sky, the collision of two divine weapons shattered the void, like a huge black curtain, riddled with holes by sharp blades. Ruthless wind blades and void storms crowded together and roared out from the cracks in the void, sweeping the heaven and earth, shaking the world.
, simply more terrifying than the destruction of the world.
Such a terrifying scene is not common even in the world of disorder where there are many powerful people. It instantly stunned the practitioners of the Tianhe Star Realm who had escaped from Youri Huanxu but were not willing to leave.
"It's so scary. What kind of magic weapons are these two magic weapons? They are so powerful. Even Youri Fantasy Ruins was destroyed."
"Looking at the methods of these two seniors, I'm afraid they are not even in the semi-divine realm, and they have reached the stage of perfect Taoism and martial arts. And those two divine weapons must be first-class divine treasures."
"A first-class treasure that inherits the gods? The state of perfection? I dare not think about it..."
"..."
The dozen or so cultivators who were lucky enough to escape were talking about it. However, although their cultivation was not weak, they could not understand the essence of the fighting spirit of strong men like Feng Jueyu and Wu Xie.
The collision between the Skyfall Sword and the Demonic Ghost Thorn was certainly devastating, but for the two of them, this was not the end, on the contrary, it was just the beginning.
The rumbling sound gradually subsided and the light faded. Just when everyone thought that the two were about to decide the winner, suddenly, two figures disappeared on the spot like ghosts, and in the next moment, they were several feet high in the air.
Encountered again.
"Bang!"
Feng Jueyu, who jumped up, did not take back the Sky Drop Sword that was knocked away by the demon ghost stab. Instead, he killed Wu Xie with his bare hands. His cold eyes shot out with a sharp and superior cold light. Feng Jue Yu swung his arm and punched Wu Xie.
After passing by, his inner breath was rolling, like the Yangtze River, with great waves and endless flow. All the divine power from all the veins and apertures poured into his right fist, and he punched Wuxie's face.
"Evil God Palm!"
Naturally, Wuxie was not to be outdone. At the same time as Feng Jueyu jumped up, he also flew towards the latter. As his body shook, the void space became blurred, and Wuxie's afterimage still stayed in the original place.
However, its body had escaped several feet away from the ground and collided hard with Feng Jueyu's fist in the air.
"Peng!"
A dull sound exploded in the clouds. The two of them each took a step back in the air. Feeling the terrifying power coming from Wu Xie's palm, they immediately nodded with solemn eyes. Over the years, they have been looking for luck everywhere.
Studying the Dao of Heaven, he was lucky enough to find Burning Sea, the place that represents the beginning of the entire grand world of Dao. From Lao Jiu, he realized many philosophies of cultivation, devouring luck, mastering the secrets of heaven, and his strength is almost as good as sitting still.
The rocket flew upwards. With my current level of cultivation, regardless of what the Tianhe Star Realm is like, if I were to only be in the grand world, I could count the number of people who could compete with me in one slap, almost to the point where I would have few opponents.
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However, although Wu Xie's cultivation back then was much higher than his own, he still couldn't compare with Cheng Guang, Ji Tao and others.
In just over a thousand years, Wuxie's strength has improved so much, it's really incredible.
In any case, the fact that Wu Xie has made such great progress under Mo Ling's hands probably has something to do with the old demon who has done all the evil. From this point of view, Mo Ling has some merits, at least.
, his understanding of cultivation is better than his own, otherwise how could Wuxie Cult be so powerful.
Withdrawing his fist, Feng Jueyu glanced at Wuxie solemnly, and couldn't help but feel his blood boiling. He said in a long voice: "There are few people in the world who can catch my sixth-grade lotus sword. After I cultivate this sword, you
You are still the first person who can block it head-on, Wu Xie, you are indeed extraordinary, in that case, let us forget about Mo Ling for now and have a good fight."
Wu Xie clasped his hands behind his back, and behind him were the images of three evil gods. The power of the evil gods was continuously surging out, and the area within a hundred miles was filled with an awe-inspiring evil energy.
But at this moment, Wu Xie's hands were shaking. Even though the palm he just received had caught Feng Jueyu's fist, it was not easy. Feng Jueyu's fist was like a hammer. Not only was it incredibly powerful, but it was also
There is a metallic texture that has broken the meridians in the palm of the hand. Until now, it has not completely recovered. It can be seen that Feng Jueyu's cultivation level far exceeds his expectations. Looking at him like this, it seems that he has not used all his strength.
, how is this possible?
The last time we met, we were still in Huanshan. Although this boy's talent is amazing, it has not reached such a perverted level. In just over a thousand years, it would not be too big for any Dao Martial Realm strongman.
Promotion, but in just over a thousand years, he has become the top powerhouse in the great world. This person's cultivation is probably outstanding among the three major hidden forces. Maybe in addition to the three major hidden forces,
Master, there is no one who can match him.
Thinking of this, Wuxie's thoughts suddenly returned to the Yan Island, and he remembered what Mo Ling once said to him: "Wuxie, you and Fenlong are the people I value most. You have been together for nearly a thousand years.
Your cultivation level has improved very quickly. If what is expected is true, in addition to me, only Qing Quanzi, the Holy Palace and Gu Mo are the only ones in the world who can stabilize the two of you. The rest of the people are as good as you.
When the two of them fight, they will definitely lose. Compared with Fenlong, you and Fenlong each have their own advantages. Fenlong has made rapid progress over the years, so he has made rapid progress over the years. It seems that he is slightly better than you, but his rash advancement will bring huge consequences in the future.
Hidden danger, but you are different. You tend to be steady and take steady steps step by step. If I am not wrong, in less than three thousand years, you will be as famous as Qing Quanzi and others. Work hard and don't let me down."
Thinking of these words, Wu Xie's blood boils. It's really not easy to hear compliments from Mo Ling's mouth. However, today's battle has been a blow. The little guy who broke into Huan Mountain back then is no longer there.
He is a self-righteous young man, but he has grown into a towering giant. This person's cultivation seems to be above his own. How can he bear this?
"Feng Jueyu, you have such an arrogant tone. In that case, I will let you see my innocent true strength."
After finishing his words, Wu Xie said no more, clenched his fist twice, struggled to dispel the damage caused by Feng Jueyu's punch to the meridians of his hand, and used all his strength to activate the divine power in his body.
The inner breath rushed up, and Wuxie's body soon spread a powerful aura. When wisps of blue-black demon power overflowed from the body, his body was quickly wrapped by the blue-black mist. The demon power contained in the mist
The majestic, rampant, and awe-inspiring evil spirit actually made the three-faced evil gods behind him inexplicably more than double in size, standing tall and arrogant.
"Demon Underworld Thorn, come..."
Wuxie roared loudly, and the Demonic Sword covered with spikes appeared out of thin air again, turning into a gurgling liquid of sword intent, and fused with his arm. The next moment, Wuxie's left hand disappeared, replaced by the Demonic Dark Thorn.
It has grown above the wrist and fits perfectly, as if it is one body.
"Boom, boom boom boom!"
When the aura sublimated to the point where it was overwhelming, Wuxie's body exploded with waves of demonic power, like meteorites suddenly exploding in the air, causing all the demonic spirits in the Liukui Demonic Formation surrounding his body to move towards him at the same time.
It gathered inside his body and left.
"Buzz..."
The violent trembling sound was getting louder and louder. Only the Wuxie of the Supreme Realm, in just a few breaths of time, the aura had been sublimated to a level comparable to the Perfect Realm. The demon god looked down, Wuxie's eyes were gushing.
The blue-black brilliance was like two electric pillars, crackling and bursting into flying sparks, which was so scary.
"Feng Jueyu, come and fight..."
Just a moment later, Wuxie's momentum exploded again, and this time, he finally used all the strength he had practiced for tens of thousands of years. The black robe fluttered and made a fierce sound. Wuxie escaped from the light and walked away, relying on his own speed.
, it was like a sharp blade tore through the space, and his left arm was swung out sideways, and the dark blue dark thorns full of long thorns suddenly turned into a long whip full of barbs, facing Feng Jueyu's
The head was slapped.
"Do you want to use all your strength? You'd better not hold back, otherwise, you will definitely die."
Seeing Wu Xie's sudden shot, Feng Jueyu's mouth curved up with a hint of contempt. After finishing his words, Feng Jueyu disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was no longer covered by the thorn whip, but appeared in Wu Xie.
Behind Xie's body, there were flashes of auspicious light, purple air, golden spots, red rainbows and emerald clouds, all flowing around him. Under this huge and mysterious momentum, Feng Jueyu summoned the Heavenly Falling Divine Sword Holder
In the hand, it cuts through the air with one sword strike.
"Nine Lotus Sword Flower!"
Wow!
The sword light danced wildly, and fell with one slash. When the falling sword fell on Wuxie's head, countless sword intentions with various colored lotus petals on the handle rushed out, like ten thousand swords returning.
1. The lotus grows forever, and the sky is full of colorful purples and reds that instantly tear apart the space around Wu Xie, directly placing him in a shattered black hole.