Two sticks of incense passed, and in the sky over the battlefield, Zhong Zihao and Jun Mo were sweating profusely, looking at each other and smiling.
"I always thought that apart from me, the demon race, only the god race can match our physical strength, and even most of the demon warriors are inferior. I didn't expect that the human race actually has monsters like you." Jun Mo said this.
It comes from feeling.
"I didn't expect that there are demon warriors who can always maintain their human form in combat. You are also a monster!" Indeed, Jun Mo's situation also broke Zhong Zihao's understanding.
"This...hahaha!"
"Shall we fight again?"
"good!"
Jun Mo took out his gloves and put them on, while Zhong Zihao also used the God-Slaying Sword. Both of them looked solemn, because they knew that this time they would fight, both sides would go all out.
Everyone in the audience almost held their breath. From the previous confrontation, it was easy to guess that the next confrontation between the two would definitely be earth-shattering.
Jun Mo's momentum suddenly increased, and the demonic power filled the air. He raised one hand with a gesture of holding up the sky. There were layers of fluctuations in the nine heavens, and several giant pillars with surging demonic energy suddenly appeared.
Then, he suddenly flipped his palms, and the huge pillar in the sky suddenly became pointed and elongated, like an ancient divine beast and bird with its iron claws spread out and flying towards the sky.
Zhong Zihao did not dare to neglect, he opened his sword domain, and all his true energy burst out without reservation. With one move of his right hand, he lifted the divine sword, and the shadow of the sky-covering giant sword came out of the air.
If you observe carefully, you can also find that the giant sword is more solid this time than ever before.
"The Sword of the Sky!"
An aura that intimidated the world swept across the sky and wreaked havoc on the world. Visible to the naked eye, the space around the giant sword was filled with cracks, extending in all directions like a spider web.
"Boom!"
The giant swords, claws and shadows clashed, and waves of space power were emitted from the tremors in the void. Everyone in the audience quickly retreated, fearing that they would be affected by this terrifying power of heaven and earth.
After one blow, the giant sword and claw shadows disappeared. However, the tense situation in the field not only did not weaken at all, but became more and more thrilling.
Jun Mo's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his hands, clasping them into claws, as if he had lifted up a world. The sky was suddenly shrouded in extremely rich demonic energy, crushing down on Zhong Zihao like an inverted barrier.
"Qiankun Formation Diagram, Start!"
Zhong Zihao stood in the sky, and the shouts resounded throughout the surrounding area. Along with an overwhelming and shocking pressure, a strange picture unfolded above his head.
The scroll is in black and white, and seems to have two yin and yang fish chasing each other in the center, connected end to end. On the edge of the scroll, there is the energy of heaven and earth compressed to the extreme, hanging upside down from the sky like a pouring Milky Way.
The giant claw phantom condensed by the demonic energy was disturbed by the formation, and its speed was greatly reduced. Zhong Zihao took this opportunity to use the God-Slaying Sword. His terrifying aura was instantly withdrawn, and the "God-Slaying" sword move that had not been used for a long time reappeared.
The sword came out, and the world seemed to freeze at this moment. This sword move was silent, like an antelope hanging its horns, and the horse moved freely in the sky, leaving no trace.
"Tao Realm!"
The expressions of the heirs of the hidden family who were watching the battle from a distance changed drastically. How could the Taoist meaning contained in the black-robed young man's attack be so pure? With his level of understanding, he only needed to accumulate true energy and reach a state of mind to advance to the immortal realm.
It's a matter of course.
Jun Mo's expression finally changed, and the majestic soul power surged out, and the entire space within a radius was completely controlled by him, as if he had become one with him.
"Netherworld Ghost Claw!"
As Jun Mo's loud shout resounded, suddenly, the void in front of him was torn apart with a "crash", and a terrifying claw mark flashed out.
This claw mark is so powerful that it is more than twice as powerful as the previous attacks that flashed into the void. Its whole body is shrouded in demonic energy, and it is ghastly and terrifying, like an ancient demon god breaking out of hell.
"Keng!"
There was a sound of metal clashing, and two fingers on the ghost claw suddenly broke, and Jun Mo was pushed back two miles away by a huge force.
He moved his hands away from each other and saw a gray mark on the gloves, which made him feel horrified. You must know that these gloves are also sacred objects, and they can leave traces on them.
, and what kind of terrifying power is needed?
He suddenly raised his head: "Very good, after all these years, you are still the first among the younger generation to leave marks on my gloves."
"You are also the first person who can escape unscathed after I performed two stunts at the same time." Zhong Zihao answered his gaze.
"Stop talking nonsense and take my strongest blow - Blue Falling Yellow Spring!"
As soon as Jun Mo finished speaking, his aura doubled again. Endless demonic energy surged out of his body, as if it was going to completely dispel the energy of the entire world.
"I won't hold back this blow!"
Zhong Zihao, who was standing in the void, slowly took a step forward. Strangely, as his footsteps fell, a red lotus bloomed in the void.
There were waves of demonic power and overwhelming pressure. At this moment, it seemed that the entire battlefield was within the realm of the two of them.
Jun Mo kept making seals with his hands, and a golden finger slowly emerged. The space around him kept shaking, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
Zhong Zihao's eyes widened. This was the first time he had seen so far that the black demonic energy could condense into a golden shadow attack. Feeling the increasingly terrifying power on the opponent, his steps became faster and faster.
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Everyone saw that as he stepped out, with every step he took, a lotus blossomed in the sky, with different colors.
His hands also kept flying, and obscure seals appeared one after another. After he took the eighth step, the seven-colored glow suddenly bloomed.
At the same time, the sky suddenly changed and thunder rolled.
"Boom... click!"
On the other side, Jun Mo had already finished gathering his momentum, and a giant golden finger that was thicker than an adult's waist and nearly ten feet long shot out of the air. The majestic pressure swept across the world, and the surrounding demonic energy seemed to have found an outlet.
Crazy gathering around the gold finger.
This scene seemed particularly weird. No one expected that Jun Mo could apply the demonic energy to such an extent and develop magical powers comparable to supreme power.
"Keng!"
A sword cry resounded throughout the world, and together with it, sword shadows gathered all around, and a force of energy that swallowed mountains and rivers surged with the God-Slaying Sword as the center, and the energy penetrated the rainbow, which was unparalleled.
Seeing the giant golden finger attacking him, Zhong Zihao waved the long sword in his hand, and the shadows of the eight giant swords moved together, as if locking the world. As the shadows of the swords swept out, the void began to shatter.
"Boom...rumble...crash!"
At this moment, the earth shook and the mountains shook, the sky and the earth shook, the void cracked like a mirror, and a pitch-black black hole appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
At this moment, all the warriors watching the battle were deafened and looked horrified. They had never dreamed that such a stable space within the Holy Sky Vault would collapse in the duel between two young monsters.