The battlefield environment arranged by Evil Shura is very special.
Not a single plant, not a tree, not a flower, not a bird, even the entire world's excess breath has been purged.
What you are stepping on is a solid and flat piece of land, which looks more like a large rock supporting the sky upon closer inspection.
And above that, apart from a small sun for lighting, there is endless blue color.
Similarly, there is not a cloud or a trace of fog, it is as clean as if a raindrop dropped randomly can make this world no longer flawless.
At this time, this spear light is the first strong ink stain added to this painting!
The evil Shura did not draw his sword. Faced with the sudden blow, he just stretched out a finger, a finger that seemed to be easily wiped out by the light of the gun!
There was not a trace of breath left on his fingertips, and there was no trace of the movement of the avenue. He just pointed out a finger very casually, and it was this finger that made the black line reveal its true appearance!
This is a gun, a ferocious gun with a ferocious shape and a strong demonic aura!
The collision between the tip of the spear and the fingertips triggered turbulent waves of air, but this air did not damage the boulders below or affect the sun above. It only lifted a corner of the evil Shura's gray robe.
Immediately, the evil Shura retracted his finger, and the magic gun recoiled at an extremely fast speed until a powerful palm tightly grasped the gun barrel!
The slightly noisy sound suddenly added a second color to this world.
"Xiao Xuanzi, you can't do this, you didn't even force the opponent's sword out!
And the old devil, you can't do anything. You boasted about being the best weapon in the world, but you were easily beaten back by the opponent's finger!
It seems that in the end it will be up to me, Lord Yaya, to turn the tide!"
At some point, a second figure appeared on the boulder. His lavender robe with red stripes looked mysterious and exuded a murderous aura.
His aura exudes a sense of arrogance and arrogance, and his dark pupils are deep and calm against the backdrop of his fair skin.
It wasn't until I heard the chatter of the three-eyed strange bird standing on my shoulder that some subtle fluctuations occurred.
The person who came was none other than Ming Moxuan, the supreme king whose reputation spread throughout the demon world.
From the moment he appeared, his eyes never left Evil Shura, and the fighting spirit deep in his eyes had almost turned into two arrows.
"Too early."
A faint sigh came from the young version of Evil Shura. He shook his head slightly, as if he was dissatisfied that his opponent in this battle was Ming Moxuan.
Also on the cliff terrace watching the battle.
The Tao Demon who had just comforted the Evil Tathagata frowned slightly and said:
"I thought the person who appeared in this battle would be Juezun, but why is it the brat Ming Moxuan?"
"Because he is the most suitable person."
As the apricot petals appeared inexplicably, Ouyang Chili and the other Four Wisdoms appeared again in the sea of flowers.
Takenaka Arashi said angrily:
“I think it’s better to divide this Yaping into two parts, since it is originally composed of two mountains.
If Nie Fansheng hadn't reacted quickly just now, we might have been wiped out by the aftermath of these great masters."
Sima Hongyi took a deep look at Zhu Zhonglan and said with some guidance:
"It would be interesting if you died so easily."
Takenaka Lan curled his lips, waved the white feather fan in his hand, and looked at the battlefield:
"Actually, what Evil Shura said is not wrong. It is too early for Ming Mo Xuan to join this battle."
Ouyang Chili chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with meaning:
"It's not early."
"As far as I know, the last time Ming Moxuan took action was half a year ago. Although the strength he showed was good, he could barely kill the late-stage magician in the Heaven and Earth Realm.
If it were in the first game, he could indeed be used as a trump card to determine the outcome of one side's battlefield, but this is the second game."
Although Dao Demon did not say it clearly, his words still showed his unique pride. Even though they were called projection clones, even though they seemed to be struggling to survive in order to retain their self-knowledge.
But after all, they are also strong in the Shattering Sky Realm!
The false ten stars are also ten stars! When it comes to combat power, some of them are even stronger than the complete ones who have just broken through to the ten stars!
But now that the other party lets such a brat fight, it seems that they don't take them seriously.
Then he remembered the figure he saw above the waterfall, and a hint of haze flashed in his eyes.
"Ouyang Chili, you should understand that the first battle you won doesn't mean anything."
Ouyang Chili waved the Suzaku feather fan in his hand gently, nodded and said:
"You are right. The first battle really doesn't prove anything, so the next few battles can prove our strength."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw new changes on the battlefield.
Faced with the contempt in Evil Shura's words, the most proud Jue Jun rarely showed his usual madness.
As soon as he took a step, his body shape changed greatly. His original long black hair turned into dazzling purple hair, and strange devil horns sprouted from both sides of his forehead.
The muscles are taut, but his height has not changed at all, but the power contained in his body seems to have increased nearly a hundred times!
What's even weirder is the black gas emanating from his body, which looks like countless little snakes wrapping around him.
All those watching the battle felt the meaning contained in this black energy at this moment. It was an extreme evil, evil to the sky, evil to humans and demons, and evil to the world!
This kind of emotion should not exist, because this evil seems to be born to destroy the world. Once it appears, it will be punished by heaven!
"It's still too early."
The evil Shura who said these words also had some changes in his body shape. The devil horns on both sides of his forehead, his long purple hair, and the black energy filled with boundless malice were exactly the same as Ming Mo Xuan.
But when the black energy of both sides began to entangle with each other, Evil Shura suddenly frowned slightly because he found that his own black energy was being assimilated by the other party, and even his own power was being plundered by the other party!
"The bloodline of the demon clan is very interesting. Depending on the concentration of blood, the superiors will naturally oppress the inferiors.
The fundamental reason why the former Thirteenth Young Emperor was particularly wary of the young master Li Xianxue, and why so many people advocate the bloodline theory, is that the advantages of bloodline are tangible in the demon world."
Ouyang Chili said calmly.
Dao Mo shook his head slightly:
"I understand blood better than you do, and I understand the advantages and disadvantages of blood better than you do, but you think that relying on this alone can make Ming Moxuan better than Evil Shura.
Then I can only say that the five wise men in the world are nothing more than this."
Ouyang Chili smiled slightly and said calmly:
"Of course, this alone is not enough, or even far from enough.
From the beginning to the end, Ming Moxuan's advantage has not been here, and you have also looked down on this so-called younger generation.
You must know that they are a generation born in response to the disaster, and they have the greatest advantage here that you do not!"