I said Dongli in adversity

In the ghost forest and swamp, the master of Taixue showed his power of death, and the four levels of death were transformed into a situation. Shi Yanwen, Shulou Longsu, Master Yasengfo, and Taishihou were each trapped in their own karma predicament.

Looking at this scene, the Supreme Master felt the pleasure of manipulating life and death and playing with the fate of others, and his wild laughter echoed throughout the ghost forest and swamp.

However, before the Taixue Master could be proud for too long, his originally arrogant and joyful expression suddenly stagnated. The Confucian robe on his body began to exude the aura of the pure saint. body, and started a fierce conflict.

"you again!"

Seeing this scene, the Supreme Master sat down cross-legged, holding "The Year of the Dead Kingdom" in his hand, and escaped into the sea of ​​consciousness in his heart. He saw another Supreme Master, wearing a yellow and white Confucian shirt, standing with his hands behind his back in an upright manner.

"Dian Feng Que, give up your useless struggle."

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, I saw the figure of the Supreme Master in black robes changing like smoke, losing the disguise of the Supreme Master, and condensed into a tall figure in black robes, holding a book "The Age of the Dead Kingdom", If Bai Yuheng comes again, his identity can be revealed at once.

grim Reaper!

Moreover, the aura emanating from this god of death was dozens or even a hundred times stronger than the remnant thoughts of the god of death that Bai Yuheng had come into contact with before in Luohu Jiexi.

If the will of death above Luohu's Ring Seal is just a stream, then what is confronting the Grand Master at this moment is a surging river.

The two are totally incommensurable.

"Hmph, is it me or you who should give up?" Master Taixue said, facing the tall God of Death in front of him, with his hands behind his back.

"Your will is powerful. Even the God of Death cannot completely wipe out your will, but..." The God of Death floated in the air and looked at the Supreme Master condescendingly, "The result is determined, you will not be able to escape the God of Death after all. Take control, your life is destined to become the puppet of death."

"Repent, it was your desire to know everything that brought you to this point."

Facing the bewitchment of the God of Death, the Supreme Master just responded with a sneer.

"Regret? God of Death, did you underestimate Feng Que? Or did you underestimate humans?"

"The desire for knowledge and curiosity are the cornerstones of our race's development step by step from ancient times to the present day, so why should we blame them?"

"On the other hand, you can only deceive the world with word games. You think you are the god of death in games. Facing the human race, you will face defeat sooner or later. Dian Fengque has never doubted this!"

The God of Death's tone was as cold as ever. Faced with the Supreme Master's rebuttal, the God of Death just said lightly: "A clever tongue cannot change the outcome. If you are going to die today, so will they."

"Haha, it's just a moment of Tao and demon dissipation, but one day, the clouds will disappear and the sky will be blue."

As the words fell, Taixue's main force was full of energy, and he would fight against the will of the God of Death. With one step, Confucianism spread all over the place, and the holy light shone. It was the supreme holy seal of the Confucian sect. The next moment, the supreme move in the Confucian sect's legend was seen again. !

"The three unique skills of Wuding·The wind sweeps the mountains and rivers in all directions!"

Both palms flew, and in the brilliant light, a huge hexagram appeared, gathering the mighty energy, turning into a statue of the mountains and the sky, with one blow, the sound was so powerful that it shook thousands of miles.

The will of death remained motionless, but he raised his right hand, and black smoke suddenly condensed around him. After a moment, it turned into a huge black scythe and slashed down.

The two poles collided in response, and in an instant, the auras of Confucianism and Demons vibrated, devouring each other.

"After fighting for so long, don't you know that such an offensive will have no effect at all?"

"Dian Fengque only knows that where there is a will, there is a way. How can a mere god make people bend their knees!"

"It's not allowed by Feng Que, Confucianism is not allowed, and the ancient sages are not allowed even more!"

The sound is so loud, why should I be afraid of being on the battlefield? Every move is a symbol of Confucianism, a symbol of human beings who are unwilling to surrender and cannot surrender.

"Dian Feng Que, the God of Death really did not misjudge you. You are indeed the most suitable candidate!" The huge black-robed figure was running vast and unpredictable terrifying power. The sickle was swung, and black brilliance fell down. , to challenge the Supreme Master.

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Within the environment of the four realms of Death, the Jade Saint confronts the culprit of all evil again in another life, the pure Yang fights against the waterfall, the sound is violent, and the aftermath all symbolizes the two people who are incompetent.

Not long after the fight, during the collision, Shi Yunwen noticed that the aura of the man hiding in front of the mirror had changed. Although he didn't know the reason, but seeing that the opponent's offensive was showing signs of fading, Shi Yunwen opened and closed his hands, and the pure yang shone in the world, reappearing the pure yang palm move. .

"Pure Yang Yi Qi!"

A Qi penetrates the pure Yang, reappearing extraordinary power, and the power of Haoyang permeates the air, pressing on the person hiding the mirror.

"Falling Waterfall Tide!"

The power of pure Yang Qi is astonishing. The Hidden Mirror Man's steps are firm, and his whole body is moving with all his energy to perform a move. In an instant, the waterfall surges and impacts the pure Yang palm energy.

The two poles collided, it was the yin and yang energy that collided, and the pure yang shook the waterfall, but the pure yang was slightly better, and the Hidden Mirror Man was forced to retreat a few steps.

Seeing this, Shi Yanwen strengthened his suspicion.

"As expected..."

"Although I don't know why, the power to build this world has been weakened. This is a good opportunity to break through this situation."

Even though there was a familiar figure in front of him, an old friend, and a blood relative, Shi Yanwen felt extremely clear in his heart. The person in front of him was by no means the mirror-hiding man he was familiar with. It was just a remnant of an illusion constructed by the demon in his image. film.

Shi Yanwen can't indulge in using blood relatives to commit evil.

With a certain thought in mind, the Pure Yang Palm came out with great force, and then took out the man hiding the mirror.

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The same scene also happened in Shulou Longsu's duel with his own mirror image. Zilongying and Yuhuang came out with both swords. The Confucian Dragon Head displayed his sword cultivation. Similar figures, completely different auras, between the two dragons. The battle is getting more intense.

"Sure enough, you are the one who took away the blood essence of the bloodthirsty in my mind."

In the past, bloodthirsty people were the cause of disaster. Out of consideration for his own strength, Shulou Longsu also made a plan to steal the blood essence of bloodthirsty people and achieve his own immortality. However, the plan could not be carried out in the future because of Bai Yu. Declared bankrupt due to Heng Heng.

But today, seeing the state in which he was contaminated by the power of the bloodthirsty, even with Shulou Longsu's character, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Such a self is really not worthy of the word gorgeous!

"However, it is precisely due to fate, otherwise how could I see myself in this state."

Shulou Longsu smiled coldly, condensed his Qi, and faced the pair of sharp claws again.

The sharp claws connected with the sword's edge, the air surged, and the aftermath swept in all directions.

"Although I don't know why, you seem to be weakening, so this farce should end here."

Immediately, Shulou Longsu's eyes flashed, and Confucian Yuan was full of joy, announcing the end of the battle.

"Eternal mountains and rivers are red!" (End of this chapter)