In the crack in the void, the battle between Xiao Buchong and Wen Gu Bi Ling has reached a fever pitch.
The two of them went from a competition in celestial arts to a battle of celestial power, and now they are entangled in their minds.
The long river of the abyss disappeared, replaced by a huge bronze mirror.
It is nine feet high and three feet wide. It is completely gathered by the mind, like water and air.
Xiao Buchong was in ragged clothes, with scarlet blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He was controlling a green gourd, his steps were shaky, and his breath was messy...
He was tired, indescribably exhausted, and seemed likely to collapse at any moment.
But he knew that he couldn't fail, and he couldn't be timid in the slightest, lest he waste this supreme good fortune that he had fought for with his life.
Belonging to his own creation, he understood the semi-sacred laws and tempered the semi-sacred treasure body.
From the 19th level of true immortal to the semi-sacred realm, it is just one step away, and the achievement is comparable to a carp leaping over a dragon's gate.
It is not only an improvement in cultivation, but also a rebirth that is superior to the way of heaven.
"Huhuhu."
He was breathing heavily and his eyes were a little distracted.
In terms of realm, he can indeed suppress Wen Gu Bi Ling, but in terms of subsequent supplements, he will never be able to defeat the opponent.
Because of this, he left the mental confrontation until the end.
It was a fatal blow deliberately designed by him, and it was also his helpless choice to risk his life and survive.
Whether he would succeed or not, he had no idea at all.
In a 50-50 situation, we can only say that everything is left to fate.
"Buzz buzz buzz."
When there is no wind, there is a buzzing sound, like locusts pressing down on the surrounding area.
On the bronze mirror standing between the two of them, a ripple rose in vain.
Xiao Buchong's calm and relaxed face changed, his bent index finger straightened out again, and he pointed forward fiercely.
"Boom."
The bronze mirror trembled and rippled in circles.
"Hey, hahahaha, I'm having a hard time, and you can't relax either."
Wen Gu Bi Ling's hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot and he said: "The worst case is that the fish will die and the net will be broken. I will die and you will be buried with me."
"I'm not at a loss, I'm really not at a loss. With you, the first person among the semi-saints, to back me up, what do I have to regret?"
"But remember, you ruined my master's life today. If you die, none of your old guys who are as close as brothers will be able to escape."
"You can't kill them openly, but no one can protect them secretly."
"The world is vast, and my master will always find an opportunity."
Xiao Buchong said calmly: "In addition to the fairy world, there are two worlds of demons and monsters in this world."
"Eight thousand years ago, Chao Wendong betrayed the Martial Palace and joined the demon world. Who can guarantee that the second one will not appear after eight thousand years?"
"My three brothers are all at the 17th level of the True Immortal. If it weren't for their obsession, they would have already broken through to the 18th level of the True Immortal."
"The fairy world cannot tolerate them. I believe the black bones and blood types will be interested."
"Don't look at the monk's face, look at the Buddha's face. Suning, who is a demon disciple, and Dao Huo'er, who is a devil's disciple, connect each other and win the three supreme beings in one world. Who wouldn't be tempted?"
Wen Gu Bi Ling said with a gloomy face: "So, you insist on making an enemy of our Wen Palace."
"I forgot that your master Jiang Lin'an was born in Wen Palace, and forgot how many benefits you four gained from Wen Palace."
"Xiao Laizi, others are cheating, but you are ungrateful."
Xiao Buchong said coldly: "So you still remember that my master was born in a literary palace?"
"Heh, I thought you forgot."
"Not just you, including Duan Ziqian, you know that Suning and my master are inextricably linked by cause and effect. Even if he is not the reincarnation of my master, considering the past friendship, you should take good care of him.
.Instead of dealing with him again and again and deliberately."
"Wen Dian has not been benevolent in the first place, why should I be benevolent and righteous?"
"Don't worry, if I don't die, if I can become a semi-saint by chance, I will find a way to find out what happened six thousand years ago."
"If it was really Wen Dian who did it, if it was Duan Ziqian who set up a trap to cause my master to end up in Taixu Mountain in anger, then I will get this debt back bit by bit, and I want everyone involved in this matter to die.
The burial place, I want their souls to perish in front of my master’s grave.”