Wu Jie once visited Tianwaitian. At that time, it had blue sky and white clouds, warm sunshine, green grassland at its feet, and high mountains and flowing water in the distance. There were villages and towns on the grassland, with countless cattle, sheep, and livestock, and many people living there.
But at this moment, there is only darkness outside the sky.
The dark sky and the dark ground. The former grasslands have turned into withered and decaying dust, and the prosperous cities have turned into empty ghost realms - no, this is not even a ghost realm. At least you can still see some ghosts.
, but there is nothing here
"What's going on?" Wu Jie didn't expect that Tianwaitian would become like this in just one day, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
"It's nothing, it's just that some demon harvested what he had sown for tens of thousands of years." Han De said nonchalantly, "I remember you were born in the countryside, so you should have seen farmers setting off a torch after harvesting the fields in autumn.
Burn the remaining straw and leave the dark fields in the end?"
"Isn't this different?"
"There's nothing different." Han De, who had been leading Wu Jie slowly forward in Tianwaitian, stopped and turned around. His bright eyes shone with an eternal and cold light like stars, "Farmers plant
The five grains are cultivated by the devil. This outer sky is the field it cultivates. What you see is the remains left after it harvests."
Wu Jie was silent for a while and then said regretfully: "I thought just now that we might be friends..."
"No, you are a member of the Taoist sect, and I am a member of the Shenmen sect. We are destined to be enemies." Han De smiled, and a black aura slowly rose from his body, pure, majestic, and upright.
Wu Jie sighed softly, and golden-red flames shot up from his body.
The golden-red flame illuminated the night, illuminating the outer sky that had turned into a ghost realm, but it could not shine into the black air around Han De.
"The demon refining fire can restrain the demon gate, but for me, it is not a special effect." Hande's voice came from the black air, "If you want to defeat me, use your nine-turn body."
What is the true power of the golden elixir? Let me see the power of your golden elixir."
After saying that, his fist roared out, shaking the entire sky.
This punch was not fast, but it brought an unimaginable shock. When the punch hit, the air exploded layer by layer, forming waves in circles, and Hande was like a light boat cutting through the waves. From these rapid
It passed through the spreading waves and went straight to Wu Jie's face.
Wu Jie had no doubt that if this punch hit, even if it only missed a little bit, his whole head would explode like an overripe watermelon, with red and white explosions all over the floor.
After achieving the Nine Transformations Golden Elixir, he no longer has any vital points in the ordinary sense. Even if his head is blown off, he can recover quickly. But the head is the most important organ of the human body after all, and it still takes some time to recover, and in
During the recovery process, the body's coordination will inevitably be affected in some way.
Han De can't let go of such an opportunity. He will never have a chance to save the defeat.
Therefore, he could not tolerate this punch falling on him. His eyes widened, his feet suddenly exerted force, he did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards Han De.
The demon-refining divine fire turned into a sharp blade, got in front of Hande's fist, and stabbed him in the chest.
Even if the Demon Refining Divine Fire cannot restrain Han De's Shenmen Kung Fu, the power of this fire blade is comparable to the magical flying sword, and it is backed by Wu Jie's pure magic power. Han De's fist may be able to block it, but his chest certainly cannot.
Even if his chest is broken, it won't work
Of course Hande was not capable of crushing boulders from his chest, nor did he try to see which one was stronger, his own chest or the opponent's knife. At the critical moment, his body turned sideways, and even though the flaming blade scratched his waist and ribs, his fist still blasted.
Xiang Wu Jie’s head.
What greeted him was the second knife that appeared on Wu Jie's left hand.
A sweeping sweep of the knife, cutting him in half from shoulder to hip
Which is more serious, being shot in the head or being quartered? Neither Han De nor Wu Jie wanted to try it.
Therefore, the two of them changed their moves in a tacit understanding. The iron fist and the fire blade collided fiercely. The two figures separated to the left and right, and each retreated far away.
At the place where they had just clashed, with a terrifying roar, a bottomless canyon opened up in the ground.
Since the test in Baidi Pavilion, they have all restrained their power and will not explode it until the last moment, but at the moment when the fist and the knife meet, the power is still leaked.
Just the little bit leaked caused huge scars on the earth outside the sky.
"It seems... the history of Tianwaitian will come to an end today." Wu Jie stared at the canyon that looked like a scar on the earth and couldn't help but sigh again.
"Anyway, this place can no longer be inhabited. Don't you feel it? This place is already full of death. Apart from you and me, I'm afraid no one can survive here." Han De said lightly, "In this way
It’s the perfect battlefield for you and me to have a decisive battle.”
Wu Jie was silent for a moment and nodded.
Hande is right. Since their battle is inevitable, fighting in a place where they don't have to worry about the consequences is of course the best choice.
"Wu Zhifei, stop being a mother-in-law and show your aura." The black aura on Han De's body became thicker and thicker, turning into the shadow of a tiger behind him, "I don't believe you are better than that woman with wings, show your aura."
Come with real skills”
Wu Jie watched him quietly, and then, little by little flames appeared out of thin air.
The color of each flame is different, but they all flicker with an unsettling light. Even looking at one of them will make people feel dizzy and almost unable to control their minds.
This is the power of Wu Jie's golden elixir, the flame that reflects everything in the world. Every bit of flame symbolizes looking at the world from a certain angle, whether positive or decadent, bright or dark, hopeful or disappointing... No matter what you hold
Anyone who thinks deeply will find in this flame the light that corresponds to his or her own soul.
Hande's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but laugh.
"That's right! This is the power of the Nine Turns Golden Pill."
He laughed, and the phantom tiger roared and rushed forward against the endless firelight.
Wu Jie's eyes were clear and calm, as if a clear stream of water had no ripples. Even the imminent roar of a tiger could not move his expression.
Because his thoughts have been placed in these flames, these flames symbolize his mood.
When Hande rushed in front of him with the black tiger, the fire suddenly lit up and turned into a huge fist, and he rushed forward.
With a loud bang, the outer sky and the earth that had existed since ancient times suddenly broke apart. The aftermath was not over yet, and turned into countless cracks on the broken earth, extending in all directions.
After Wu Jie and Han De each showed their true skills, they broke Tianwaitian in half with just one blow.
