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Chapter 1638

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On one side is a three-headed, six-armed demon god, holding six divine weapons: the Evil God Sword, the Wailing Knife, the Heart-pounding Stick, the Lost Mind Long Silk, the Burning Sky Halberd, and the Soul-Calming Bell. With a shake of his arms, a magical power falls down.

The power is enormous.

Hundreds of miles were covered, and every strike had the power to change the world.

On one side, a figure flies through the air, sometimes strolling, sometimes leaping, sometimes spinning, as if dancing with the wind, but triggering regular rhythms, and extraordinary following, between movement and stillness, it is like a painting.

Traveling between heaven and earth, cruising in destruction.

Sometimes he would strike out with his palm, which would rise up with the wind and stir up huge waves. The power of his palm was like a dragon wave that flowed endlessly for thousands of miles.

Two figures were fighting, wielding the peerless magical powers of their respective sects.

Their spirits are like the sun in the sky, scorching hot and powerful.

The extraordinary matter between heaven and earth is evaporating, and the rules and laws are colliding.

With one impact, the earth was torn apart, and billions of grains of sand were stirred up by the two of them. The charm of the Yang God was displayed to the fullest at this moment, and it was extremely terrifying.

Watching the battle, Li Su's eyes flickered.

It has to be said that when it comes to the Yang God level, Taoist magical powers have really entered a whole new height. With the perfection of the Tao texture, its power is simply incomparable. With a wave of the hand, it has the power to destroy the world. Even the vast space can no longer remain stable, and under the impact of this terrible force, it keeps vibrating or tearing apart.

Thunder is like a snake, running in all directions.

The underground fire rolled back and blood rained down.

A fierce battle turned the land thousands of miles in diameter into a scorched earth.

The fighting has lasted for more than a day and a night.

The two people's spirits still shine like the sun.

The destructive power and endurance have completely surpassed the scope of what mortals can understand. For ordinary creatures, a war of this level can be regarded as a natural disaster.

Although he himself was already at the Yang God realm, looking at the fight between the two people in front of him, Li Su asked himself that it would be difficult for him to win before his soul was unsealed. Unless he used the two skills of the Divine Cauldron Zhenshi Sutra and the Yi Mu Immortal Sutra, he would barely have the strength to fight. Otherwise, once he was dragged into a protracted war, he would most likely still be defeated.

Sure enough, time is really a huge trouble.

The longer you live, the more trouble you get into.

There is almost no simple one among this group of people. Each of them has mastered at least five to eight top-level magical powers, which they have mastered through years of accumulation, forming an extremely unusual situation.

A late bloomer!

Most of the Yang Gods of the three sects were not geniuses, and some of them were not even famous at all. In the beginning, they could only be described as mediocre.

But just by walking steadily, he moved forward and stood at the pinnacle of Yang Shen.

Let’s put it this way, even if a Yin God of the super-peerless level breaks through, he won’t be able to defeat this old-school existence in a short time.

Even though the probability of them becoming immortals is very low, they have relied on the perseverance of water dripping through stone to hone themselves to a height that cannot be easily reached.

Of course, although this kind of late bloomer is powerful, it is a different story when facing an unreasonable super-powerful person, especially one who also has a lot of time to accumulate his own experience.

Tilting his head, Li Su looked at his cheap senior sister, An Ruotong, who was not far away.

Although she is still at the Yang God level, she is still very strong. At least Li Su has no way to deal with her at the moment.

Not only did he master as many magical powers as him, but he had also cultivated each one to more than 95%; he was simply an extraordinary monster.

In fact, their opponents, except for each other, are all immortals.

That’s right, the peerless Yangshen level is not only possessed by the Demon Refining Palace, but also by the Xiaoyao Sect and Tianwuzong.

Xiaoyao Zong is a young man with white hair and even white eyebrows. Although he has not mastered dozens of magical powers like An Ruotong, he has practiced his own sect's Great Xiaoyaoyou to a quite incredible level, reaching the terrifying height of body and soul wandering.

Even when facing the magical powers of others, he can even roam among them without his body and spirit being restrained.

As for Tian Wuzong, he is similar, looking like a boy, specializing in one thing, and has practiced to an unimaginable level, or it can be said that he has already entered the realm of immortals. He is so powerful that it is impossible to find his whereabouts. He can escape into the void and become one with the heaven and earth.

Of course, as expected, Li Su also ended up in the situation.

After all, the main purpose of the three sects' competition is to hone the Yang Gods and improve their experience through the battle.

If you want to improve in this aspect, opponents of the same level but in different situations are undoubtedly very important.

However, since Li Su had just made a breakthrough, after all, although he was a Yang God at the moment, his strength was not much stronger than that of a Yin God. If a real fight broke out, it would not have any tempering effect on the veteran Yang God.

Therefore, he was not allowed to fight directly.

However, it aimed at his sobbing nerve.

As the only one in the Demon Refining Palace who has cultivated the Weeping Nerve to the level of Yin God without relying on any external force, the Weeping Nerve is not only extremely powerful, but also extremely challenging. This kind of pure mental attack is rare.

Looking at the entire Jiuzhou, only Shangyin Palace has similar skills.

So after letting Li Su improve his Crying Nerve, he directly used the Crying Nerve to sharpen everyone's mind.

Using the Golden Robe Sutra as a carrier to amplify the effect of the Weeping Nerve undoubtedly played a very good role, especially for the two people in the battle, whose minds were severely shaken and greatly affected.

The battle, which could have lasted for several days, stopped after one day and one night.

Although Li Su's tear nerve was not strong, it was still very uncomfortable if it was continuously affected. An indescribable sadness continued to grow in his heart.

Faced with this scene, someone immediately shouted.

"Brother Wang, why did you stop? Go get him. We were about to win, but now it's a draw. How can we determine the winner if this goes on?" This is the Yangshen cultivator from the Demon Refining Palace.

"Junior Brother Li, what's wrong with you? You're so unsupportive? What's the point of a draw? Before you came here, didn't you say you wanted to win nine games? So far, you've only won seven." This is a Yangshen cultivator from the Xiaoyao Sect.

"Yes, yes, we haven't even broken a sweat yet, how can we even begin to understand this?" This was the Yangshen cultivator from Tian Wuzong, who was making a fuss.

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Faced with this situation, the two people who were left just rolled their eyes and walked back without paying any attention.

Continue playing?
God damn it, keep fighting!
If we stop now, it's a draw. Although it's not very satisfying, at least we still have our manners and face. If we continue and wait a little longer, it's hard to say what will happen.

Taking a deep breath, the two of them couldn't help but look at Li Su, and ignored the words of the guys who spoke.

At the beginning, when faced with Li Su's joining, no one thought much about it, nor did they think that he was of any use. They just wanted him to join in to feel the atmosphere of a Yang God-level powerhouse, so that he could understand how big the gap was between himself and a real veteran Yang God even if he broke through.

Then, the two of them couldn't help but glance at the scriptures above each other's heads, their eyes full of fear.

Anyone who has not personally experienced it will never know how troublesome this scripture is.

More than two thousand years!
I thought that by the time I had lived to this point, my tears had dried up long ago, and my emotions had been worn away to the point of being almost gone.

The results of it?
The sadness and loneliness in their hearts at this moment not only made them uneasy, but also caused their tear glands to show signs of revival.

I couldn't help but think back to a few days ago, when those stubborn guys, the ones who were making a fuss at this moment, didn't believe in evil and didn't think there was any use in crying. As a result, halfway through the fight, they started to urinate all over the place and cried so hard that anyone who heard it felt heartbroken.

The old man, who was almost three thousand years old, cried loudly while holding the only relic left by his beloved who had died long ago. He cried so hard that his eyes became blind and his hair turned white. In the end, his liver even broke from crying. He cried for the whole night.

When I came back to my senses, I almost died on the spot.

Look, it’s been almost three days and I still don’t dare to come out. I’m too embarrassed to see anyone.

From that moment on, everyone's vigilance against Li Su reached an unprecedented level. Indeed, this scripture cannot kill people, but it can really make you feel embarrassed and want to dig a hole to bury yourself.

This lethality is far greater than being unable to defeat the opponent and being beaten humiliatingly by him.

With the end of this war, the scenery in the cave was restored, but the Yang God was no longer there.

In fact, Li Su also retracted his crying nerve as the two men died, and no longer released the power of sadness and loneliness.

"almost!"

The one who spoke was the extraordinary young man from Xiaoyao Sect, the one with white eyebrows. His name was Yu Hua, and he was only one step away from becoming an immortal.

On the side, An Ruotong and Tian Wuzong's Chao Juesai also nodded.

As the three people talked, the Yang Gods present also took a deep breath, put away their joking thoughts, and became extremely serious.

That strange world is indeed extraordinary, especially the ability to allow people to obtain innate textures, which is beyond imagination. However, it has nothing to do with safety. It is very dangerous. Monks from the three sects have died there, including an immortal.

It can be said that every time you enter it, you must be extremely careful, because any carelessness will result in life or death.

Li Su couldn't help but take a breath, a serious look on his face. His cheap senior sister told him a lot about the situation in that strange place, including the issue of crisis.

Once you enter, you must not die until the story inside is over.

Once you die, you are really dead.

As for what kind of story it is, well, it is a school, or a place where powerful forces train disciples!
The story happens at a certain point and goes through a plot.

That is, the school assessment.

Then, it will be destroyed, and the whole story ends here.

As for why it suddenly destroyed, no one knew, and it was because of this that the three sects were completely stuck, and the innate texture could not form a complete texture.

And this time, if there is any difference from the previous time, it is that this time we will explore the key location again, the core place where an immortal and five yang gods died silently.

Tianjiao Hall!