The demonic energy surged and instantly merged into the ball of light under his palm.
But he couldn't get closer to the half of the grasp, which was cut off by that white jade hand.
"Boy Chu, are you crazy? Master Jian, I don't know why this person appears here. Why he calls himself Feng Jingjie, and why he doesn't recognize you."
"But her aura and appearance are indeed the same as that one. She is indeed the Immortal Master. Unexpectedly, the Immortal Master actually left behind several means. There is a response passed away."
"Her appearance will undoubtedly overturn the structure of all realms. She is truly invincible. Your cultivation is even weaker than hers. Do you want to go to a dead end by fighting with her?"
Master Jian scolded loudly. Although it was also shocked in its heart, it was only anxious in the face of the demonic clone that was willing to go to a dead end.
"If you were someone else, then Master Jian should help that person. But you are inherited by my master. Although Master Jian is not willing to admit it, you are indeed my second master, Master Jian."
"Once that person takes action, she never shows mercy. Three taboos died in her hands back then. How can your cultivation here be as good as taboo?" Mr. Jian persuaded him hard, and then said.
"It's better not to have this most powerful supernatural power in all the worlds. This thing originally belonged to that person, but now it just returns to its original owner. You might as well follow her like my lord. Maybe she will be happy, I’ll give this to you.”
The words of the sword spirit fell clearly on the ears of the demonic clone and the white clothed man.
His eyes fell on the sword hilt behind the demonic clone.
"This sword is interesting. What nonsense is this sword spirit talking about? Is this thing mine? I just treat these as jokes. But one thing is right. In a real battle, I will never show mercy. .”
"Your current cultivation level is weaker than mine. With such pure demonic energy, it seems that your other body is not here. You don't have another body, and you are weaker than me. But, it doesn't matter. I can suppress your cultivation level and fight with you. It’s also the Tao realm.”
"If you win, then this thing will be given to you."
The man in white spoke again, with a smile on his face. Although before, the thousands of red strands of cause and effect made him feel a little confused.
But for him, he must not be distracted before a fight. This is a sign of respect for his opponent.
Although, he thinks he will win. Although he believed that even if he was suppressed to the Dao level, the opponent was still no match for him with just a few moves. Still need to be treated with caution.
He's always been like this. But no one could make him take two shots. With just one shot, the opponent was defeated.
Therefore, he was looking forward to someone showing up to have a hearty battle with him.
Feng Jingjie felt that the person in front of him was from Mochen. Maybe it will be a little different from others.
"Will it be different? Or is it still as vulnerable as those vulgar people? Vulnerable?" The man in white held half of his hand without making any movement.
His breath was falling layer by layer. That wonderful breath is descending. However, in the eyes of the demonic clone, even if the mountain collapses on its own accord, it is still difficult to leap over it if it temporarily restrains its power on the peak.
This is the most amazing person in the world. No matter what state it is, it is still a thousand or ten thousand times more brilliant than those ordinary people and those so-called geniuses.
"Tao realm...it seems that you are also from the Mochen system." The demonic clone spoke softly, with black flames flashing in his eyes.
The purpose of this fight is not to have the strongest magical power in all the worlds.
As long as the person in front of him says a word, the demonic clone and even the original self will voluntarily give in.
But the demonic clone is still ready to fight. His purpose is to prove himself. Let Senior Xue Yao know that he is no longer the same person as before.
He has become a man who can stand upright in the world, destined to become famous in the sky and the world, and can compete with her.
"Take the demon in your heart and turn it into a real demon in the world. Escape into the three realms and take me as the master. Do you dare to be an enemy of Wentian?" The black fireworks in the eyes of the demonic clone became stronger and stronger. His aura was different from that of the person opposite, and It’s layer upon layer.
Behind him, there was an illusion coming out, a huge vortex appearing in the black mist, and a pair of scarlet eyes appearing.
The appearance of these scarlet eyes instantly made the sword spirit tremble and speak excitedly.
"My Lord..."
This is the most powerful magical power of the demon lord in the past, and now it has reappeared in the hands of the demonic clone.
Those scarlet eyes were like the return of the devil. There is only coldness and ruthlessness in his eyes.
At this moment, the trembling heart of the demonic clone began to become covered with snow and ice.
When the demonic clone faces the person in front of him, he can only let himself fall into ignorance, so that he can put down everything and fight with him.
This is a pair of eyes that sees the world as nothing, and that is a pair of eyes that sees everything as a stupid dog.
The two pairs of eyes seemed to overlap, and at the moment they overlapped, they were ruthless and meaningless.
"How many dead souls are contained in a pair of eyes. The strong resentment has become the essence. Are the dead souls who died in the battle mainly resurrected in a different way to become the dead generals under their command?" The man in white saw this scene and also felt A soft eh.
Because in the whirlpool, he saw figures one after another in those scarlet eyes.
There are only tens of thousands of these figures.
There are tens of thousands of figures, each with a different aura. Some of them can't even gather energy in the first step.
These are all monks who died in the hands of Chu Cheng, both human and demon.
Between the two races of humans and demons, the demon race holds the majority. There are only about a hundred human monks.
At that time, tens of millions of lives were buried in the hands of Chu Cheng. Just in the rolling world of mortals. Those wronged souls chose to forgive him. Even more so, Zhou Zhiruo, the leader, was willing to use the power of his soul to help him achieve his ultimate goal.
Those who have ascended with no resentment are no longer the resentful spirits that are invisibly entangled in the body. Otherwise, it must appear here.
The resentment condensed by tens of millions of resentful spirits is undoubtedly terrifying and can shock the world.
These tens of millions of creatures are not in the whirlpool or in these scarlet pupils, but they are still black rainbows rolling into the sky.
"Tens of thousands of dead generals, but two of them are second-steppers. I've underestimated you. If it's not just tens of thousands, but hundreds of thousands or millions, then I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you today." Bai Yi spoke softly again, With a slight flick of the fingers, a jade light appeared between the fingers.
At the snap of a finger, there was a huge movement in the world. Those eyes suddenly stopped for a moment, and the undead souls that seemed to have escaped from the underworld retreated instantly. That layer of ice also has the intention of melting away.
In every move, the strength and weakness of the two people can be clearly seen.
"Do you dare to be an enemy of Wentian? Even if you are not enemy of this day, I, Feng Jingjie, can be an enemy. Because this sky is the same as this earth. It can only be under my feet. Even you are the same. All the powerful people in this world are the same. So true!”
As soon as Bai Yi stepped on it, the pavilion shook violently, and a jade light swept away all the darkness.
The next moment, a big dragon flew across the sky, and seven immortal platforms rose up layer by layer. They emitted golden light and stood in the black and yellow immortality.
A surge of atmosphere and momentum broke through the jade light like a broken bamboo, which made the pair of dim eyes shine again. One after another figures walked out of it, all of them stretched out their hands.
In the moment when these hands came out, they turned into phantoms layer by layer and were held in the palms of the demonic clones, causing the vortex behind them to spin greatly, their strength rising again, and the demonic rainbows on their bodies multiplied layer by layer.
Feng Jingjie exclaimed again. He felt the strength in the opponent's arm, and he actually let go of it for a moment.
But he only took half a step forward in an instant, and soon stopped his body.
In Feng Jingjie's eyes, there was a red line connecting to the sky, which made all the magical powers of the demonic clone show signs of collapse.
But this scene quickly disappeared.
Bai Yi shook his head and laughed: "You actually want to compete with me in strength, so come on."
As soon as he finished speaking, the red line in his eyes disappeared. The Way of Qi Xiang was no longer displayed, and he relied entirely on his own strength.
A jade hand, without any radiant crown, is so powerful that it is unparalleled. No matter how the devil's clone pulls it, the white clothes will still stand still.
"The Way of Qi Xiang... it is indeed the Immortal Master..." Sword Spirit exclaimed again when he saw the red line.
"The way of Qi Xiang is to be invincible. No one in the world, except the emperor, can break it. Other taboos are nothing more than physical resistance, or fighting with the magic of destiny in order to delay time. But again How can you compare with the Immortal Master? You will lose in the end."
"My master's magical power, if it is blessed by hundreds of millions of strong dead souls, will definitely be superior to the magic of gods and demons. But back then, he was defeated by the immortal master with one move, and he only relied on this Qi Xiang style."
"But my lord clearly understands in his heart that even if he doesn't rely on Qi Xiang, that person in the state of suppression can still defeat him with his own strength."
The two of them turned a deaf ear to Sword Spirit's exclamation.
Both of them were focused on that ball of light.
Thousands of dragons are surrounding the demonic clone, all of them are stacked, curled up, and held in the palm. Under the stacked golden halo, the power is majestic. But at this moment, his veins were bulging and he was sweating profusely.
There were lightning flashes all around, and as the ripples of flying snow spread, the entire Immortal Pavilion shook violently.
Whether it is outside the Zhuxian Pavilion or inside the Zhuxian Pavilion. All the monks were shocked.
Throughout history, there has never been such a shocking change. The fireworks surrounding the tower walls were already billowing into the sky.
Finally, with an explosive roar, the entire Immortal Pavilion was split into two, and the layers collapsed into the sky.
The whole world was shocked. This Immortal Pavilion, which could not even be shaken by the great powers of destruction, actually collapsed at this moment.
At the moment when it was about to crack and collapse, the fireworks in the ten thousand towers rose again. In the extremely dazzling fire light, they shrank sharply, and finally became one foot high, and actually merged into the two bodies.
At this moment, nearly a hundred figures were floating in the air. These were the monks coming out of Zhuxian Pavilion. They all looked confused.
Not only them, but also the hundreds of people outside suddenly stood up and looked into the sky.
They saw two figures standing thousands of feet above.
Lightning and thunder rolled through it.
They were a white-haired man in black robes and a black-haired man in white clothes.
At this moment, their eyes all fell on the white-clothed figure.
He used the sky as a disguise, waved his sleeves in the wind and clouds, and the sky was deafening.
His body is like the sky, standing in the heavens, wrapping up Qingxiu, and controlling everything with the wave of his hand.
