In the broken void, an endless river flowing with the power of the abyss flows.
The sharp aura of vicissitudes and decay permeates all directions, enough to kill any seventeenth-grade true immortal to ashes.
At this moment, at both ends of the long river, two vague figures stood faintly.
A man is tall and thin, standing with his hands behind his back.
One man was lame, short, and hunched over.
The two of them looked at each other in the air. They didn't use any of their magical power, but they pulled up huge waves on the long river.
"Xiao Buchong, as I said, we are both nineteenth grade true immortals. No matter how long we quarrel, you will never be able to kill me."
"This is a fact. You can admit it or deny it. I want to leave, but you can't keep me at all."
"True card?"
"At our level, the so-called semi-saint's trump card is nothing but a mocking joke."
"I don't know how to take it, and I don't bother to do it."
"Of course, you must have the trump card that Jiang Linan gave you when he was alive, at least at the seventh level of Semi-Saint or above."
"But that doesn't determine the outcome between us. At most, it's the continued consumption of trump cards."
"I may not be able to defeat you with my trump card, but I bet that the moment you launch your killing move, the two seconds when the two meet for one breath are enough for me to escape first."
"How many trump cards do you have that you can use?"
"Are you sure there will be more than me?"
"I'm afraid those are the few thoughts Jiang Lin'an has left for you. Are you really willing to use them?"
After asking three times in a row, Wen Gu Bi Ling said calmly: "There's no point in continuing the fight. Why don't we stop here and let you and I each give in."
"I don't care about Suning. Let him return to the demon world. This is his personal destiny, and I really can't stop him."
"But if a traitor appears in our Wen Palace, I must personally capture her and bring her back to the master for punishment."
Murderous intent arose. He squinted his eyes and looked at Phoenix Mountain outside the void and said, "As a matter of stance, our Wen Palace will never allow our disciples to collude with demons."
Xiao Buchong drank by himself, shaking the green gourd and saying nothing. No one knew what he was thinking.
Wen Gu Bi Ling's expression was gloomy, and his smile gradually faded as he said, "Why, do you really want to use me as a whetstone to try to touch the true threshold of a semi-saint?"
Xiao Buchong replied: "Why not?"
Wen Gu Bi Ling was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Cripple, lame, it's not that I underestimate your talent. In China, one of the three thousand small worlds, even if you have some understanding, do you think this is the way of heaven?"
Can you help you condense the semi-holy law?"
"No, we can't."
"After all, this is the animal world in captivity and is controlled by the fairy world. The way of heaven here is fake."
"Fake do you know?"
"Ha ha ha ha......"
Leaning forward and backward, I am overjoyed.
Wen Gu Bi Ling seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He was laughing with unsteady steps and said: "Are you going to achieve the Holy Body by pretending to be enlightened by the way of heaven?"
Xiao Buchong poured another mouthful of strong wine into his mouth, swallowed it in large gulps, and a blush suddenly appeared on his face and said: "The way of heaven in the other two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine small worlds is indeed fake. You don't need to come to this one."
Reminder, I know it very well."
"However, China is different. From the day Suning and Su Xinglan ascended to the Immortal Realm, I secretly guessed that the way of heaven here has long since escaped the control of the Immortal Realm."
"Otherwise, how do you explain the extraordinary Dharma image that should not appear in the small world?"
"Those are not ordinary low-grade Dharma signs, they are the famous Dragon and Phoenix on the Taixu Creation Monument, and the legendary Fate-Knowing Tree."
"If the false law of heaven is not broken, where will the supreme Dharma come from?"
Wen Gu Bi Ling's expression suddenly changed, and his pupils shrank unconsciously.
He knew that he might have overlooked something that he shouldn't have overlooked, but it was too late.
Xiao Buchong continued: "It wasn't until I truly stepped into China and understood the way of heaven with the semi-sacred laws that I have not yet completely condensed."
"Oh, everything is as I guessed. The false way of heaven no longer exists. It has returned to the past inexplicably and merged with the true way of heaven in the eight hundred immortal worlds."
