The Xin Deng's help to Mu Yi was like gluing the sand together bit by bit. Although it was still sand, it would obviously be more difficult for the wood to penetrate through it.
Mu Yi quickly adapted to the attack of the Ghost Clan Emperor, and gained more and more control over the Emperor's power. An evenly matched battle also unfolded in the chaos and darkness.
Compared with Mu Yi's gradual adaptation to the emperor's battle, the ghost emperor was more shocked. He originally thought that he had swallowed the will of the immortal tomb. Not only had he completely recovered, but his strength had also greatly increased. He should be able to suppress Mu Yi easily, but
Without even thinking about it, Mu Yi's strength skyrocketed even faster, and he was no weaker than him.
This is still the case when Mu Yi has not become a real emperor. Once he takes that step and becomes a real emperor, I am afraid that he will not even have room to fight back in front of him, and he may even be in danger of catastrophe.
The terrifying aptitude shown by Mu Yi even shocked the Ghost Emperor. Could it be that he could really become the Eternal Emperor?
Thinking of that terrible consequence, the murderous intention in the ghost emperor's heart became more intense. After all, even if he died, he could be resurrected in the long river of time and space in the future. But once Mu Yi became the Eternal Emperor, he could completely wipe out all his marks.
By that time, he will not even have the chance to be resurrected and will truly die.
That kind of consequence would be difficult for any great emperor to accept.
"Death, must die."
Unknowingly, the ghost emperor's eyes had turned completely black, and even his strength was stained with traces of black power. It looked particularly strange, but the opponent's strength continued to rise.
In the chaotic darkness, because there is no existence, the emperors can fight unscrupulously. If placed in the underworld, each of their blows can sink a hundred miles in radius. No matter how big the underworld is, it cannot withstand the torment of the two emperors.
And the emperor, in a sense, can really catch the stars and the moon.
This was also the rule made by Emperor Netherworld and Empress Houtu when they visited the underworld. However, as Concubine Huang said, they were a bit unlucky, otherwise they might have become the Eternal Emperor.
Now that he has the strength of the Great Emperor, Mu Yi can more clearly feel the power of the Eternal Emperor. Even at this time, the Nether Emperor and Empress Houtu, who have not yet succeeded, can easily suppress him.
"Die."
Suddenly, a dark scythe appeared in the hand of the Ghost Emperor. At that moment, Mu Yi felt a chill in his heart, and almost without thinking, he blocked the lamp in front of him.
With the ghost emperor's slight stroke, a thin black line spread, and then hit the lamp firmly.
"Swallow, consume."
Even the chaos and darkness could not stop the power of the scythe, and the lamp flew directly backwards with Mu Yi's body, leaving a deep mark on the originally hard surface.
Looking at the Great Emperor of the Ghost Clan, black flames were raging into the sky at this moment, and his face was distorted again, but his power had once again increased significantly, and in the final analysis, it was still because of the sickle in his hand.
This sickle gave Mu Yi an extremely evil feeling, and its properties seemed to be exactly the opposite of those of the Xin Deng, and even vaguely restrained the Xin Deng.
After discovering this, Mu Yi's heart sank. He never thought that the Ghost Clan Emperor had such a trump card. In other words, this trump card should belong to the will of the Immortal Tomb. However, now the Ghost Clan Emperor has taken the Immortal Tomb into his hands.
Devoured by his will, the sickle naturally fell into his hands.
But Mu Yi also discovered that the aura of the Ghost Emperor at this moment was not only his own, but also the will of the Immortal Tomb. It should be that the Will of the Immortal Tomb was unwilling to be swallowed up and had been waiting for an opportunity. Even the sickle was the descendant of the Will of the Immortal Tomb.
Hand, as long as the ghost emperor can't bear the temptation to use it, the will of the immortal tomb will get another chance.
"war!"
Although the Ghost Emperor was a bit terrifyingly powerful at the moment, Mu Yi had no intention of retreating. Instead, he aroused his fighting spirit even more. Now, what he lacked was such an opportunity. Even when he felt the threat of death, that
The Taoist fist started to move.
This made Mu Yi understand that this was probably his best and only opportunity at the moment. As long as he could seize it, he could break through and fully understand the meaning of the fist. If he failed, he would not lose his life.
But if I want to break through again, I don’t know how long it will take.
So Mu Yi looked at the ghost emperor with black flames and punched him directly.
"I have a punch that can open up heaven and earth."
Mu Yi's punch was done with all his strength, and the power of the small world was continuously extracted. Xin Deng was completely integrated with Mu Yi. The golden fist directly transcended the limitations of space and even traced back time.
"Qiang!"
At the critical moment, the Ghost Emperor held the scythe across his chest. Mu Yi's punch hit the scythe firmly. Suddenly, golden and black power erupted at the same time, and waves of destructive aura shook and destroyed.
Holding everything.
At this time, a ferocious head grew again next to the ghost emperor's head, and then opened its tail towards Mu Yi.
"Immortal Tomb Will!"
Mu Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.
At this time, a bloodthirsty and violent will struck out. Even though Mu Yi's mind was fused with Xin Deng, it shook for a while, and his fists dispersed.
But the Ghost Emperor seized this opportunity and slashed down with his sickle again.
Although Mu Yi tried his best to dodge, one arm still left his body and instantly turned into ashes.
After retreating to a distance, Mu Yi's face turned pale and his breath fluctuated.
Looking at the Ghost Clan Emperor, he seems to be a little uncomfortable with his two heads, but the two still reached an agreement immediately to kill Mu Yi first. After all, Mu Yi is the biggest threat to them. As long as he kills Mu Yi,
They have plenty of time to fight for control of their bodies.
That sickle seemed to have the ability to destroy all things. Even after just a slight contact, Mu Yi's broken arm turned into ashes. And the wound, if he hadn't hastily expelled the power of the sickle, would have been directed towards Mu Yi.
The body spreads, and when the time comes, there is no need for the opponent to take action at all, Mu Yi will be like the broken arm.
The other party possesses such a strange and powerful treasure, which is somewhat beyond Mu Yi's expectation.
"Third Holy Lord, today is the day of your death."
"Eat him, devour him."
The Ghost Emperor looked at Mu Yi with both heads at the same time and said.
"If you want to kill me, let's see if you have the strength." Mu Yi stood with one arm in the chaotic darkness and said coldly, with no fear in his expression. The Nine-turn Golden Body was constantly roaring in the body, and that fist
The intention is also rising. It can break through the final bottleneck and reach perfection at any time, but it may never be able to break through. (To be continued)