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Yuan Futu retreated uncontrollably, his feet sank into the ground, and his heels pressed hard against the dolomite, drawing two straight dents to weaken the retreat, and the innate chaotic essence also evolved into orange at this moment The demon power flowing through every part of the body connects those broken meridians and broken bones in an instant, but it is not so easy to recover.

The physical trauma did not have much impact on him, and he managed to stabilize his figure after retreating more than twenty feet. Yuan Futu looked at the fierce mirage king, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He made so many preparations just to force out Yuwen Xinghao's heaven and earth law.

Yuwen Xinghao slowly opened his arms, and said in a deep voice: "God gave me the Heavenly Amulet Mirage King, and I was destined to become the master of the Sea God Kingdom. Even if you understand the mystery of the seventh-order classics, you can't change anything."

Yuan Futu's face was solemn, he knew that this battle had reached the most critical moment, and he could not relax at any time in the face of the masters of the Tianmang realm who had cast their dharma, otherwise they might die suddenly on the spot.

Thanks to Yuwen Xinghao's one-month recuperation, this dharma image is now stronger than when he was in Zhanling Palace. As a top heaven-level amulet, its combat power is very strong. It is estimated that Yuwen Xinghao's His cultivation had only reached the mid-stage of Tianmang, but as long as he had this dharma appearance, it was enough for him to overwhelm his opponent at the peak of Tianmang.

Crossing the border is definitely a great challenge for Yuan Futu, but he must not lose this battle!

Yuwen Xinghao gave up the god-level spirit treasure, stuck the Zhanyue Knife in front of his face, then leaned slightly, and stuck out his pale palm in his sleeve robe, as if giving instructions.

Immediately, the Mirage King moved, let out a roar that shook the sky, and slapped his giant palm in the air, and a blue pattern appeared on the palm, bursting out dense and sharp ice spikes.

The light flowing on these ice thorns caused Yuan Futu's pupils to shrink sharply. He could clearly feel that each ice thorn was engraved with subtle patterns, so that the power of the ice thorns was far beyond imagination. He had already seen the methods of the heavenly form when he was in Zhanling Palace.

The thick soil array was broken, and the Hunyuan shield was useless, he had no defense strategy, so Yuan Futu didn't intend to retreat, but stepped forward.

Zhu Huangjian's sword body trembled, and four elemental sword shadows with different colors split out, roaring away, fighting with the hundreds of ice thorns.

There were several clangs, and as soon as the ice spikes touched the elemental sword shadow, the pattern inside exploded like a detonator filled with gunpowder. There are also mottled cracks on the body.

"Unbelievable!"

When Yuwen Xinghao saw this, he felt more and more how big the difference in strength between the two was, and he couldn't help showing contempt on his face. His tactics changed, and the Mirage King's fierce eyes opened sharply, pointing forward to kill.

Attack with one finger, piercing clouds and cracking rocks!

"Piercing the stone magic finger!" Yuan Futu did not expect that Yuwen Xinghao would use the power of the Dharma to cast the magic formula. He saw the mirage king's thumb loosen from his fist, and his fingertips seemed to accumulate unimaginable power, turning into a The extremely fine azure blue brilliance pierces through the void.

Yuan Futu stacked the broken four sword shadows in front of his body, collided with the finger force, and instantly shattered.

"The higher the quality of the Dharma Aspect, the stronger its talent. The lowest-level Dharma Aspect can only rely on brute force or superficial elemental power to deal with the enemy, but the heavenly Dharma Aspect can communicate with me and understand it easily. The mystery in the classics of exercises." Yuwen Xinghao said slowly, his words seemed to have a strong oppressive aura, and every word and sentence wanted to put Yuan Futu to death.

Hearing these words, Yuan Futu finally understood the difference between the three levels of Dharma of heaven, earth and human. In the final analysis, it lies in the word "root", which is the same as human's innate aptitude.

From Yuan Futu's point of view, Yuwen Xinghao is very strong, not only his cultivation level, but also his innate talent is unparalleled. It lies in the formation method. Only with the incomplete formation pattern in his mind, he can cause partial damage to the ninth-level large formation However, it is a matter of cultivation, but it can condense a heavenly appearance, and the "Sea God Jue" has also reached its peak.

Facing such a master, Yuan Futu felt like he was hanging on the edge of a knife, any mistake would cost him his life.

Around the square, everyone was watching this battle that would determine the future of the Sea God Kingdom. The Sea God people and the guards of the temple were all watching silently, but they didn't notice that above this land, the road was running. The magic circle that was more than a thousand years old seemed to be at the end of its strength, trembling constantly, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Shocking Wave Palm!"

Yuwen Xinghao let out a low growl, but it wasn't him who was waving his palm, but the Dharma Aspect Mirage King behind him.

Huge fleshy palms attacked violently, bursting out terrifying water element primordial energy, layer upon layer, surging, and the effect that Yun Mengxuan exerted at the beginning was nothing compared to him.

That palm shadow became bigger and bigger, at first it was the size of a thatched hut, but in an instant it became as strong as a mountain, covering the sky and covering the sun, Yuan Futu was as small as an ant in front of it.

At this moment, his eyelids closed, and his consciousness returned to Yuanshen Hai.

In the golden elixir, the power of innate chaos was surging, and evolved into pure water-type essence at an extremely fast speed, like a series of azure blue streams, gathering above the golden elixir, condensing a drop of chaotic crystals. Moist water drops.

This drop of water is only the size of a fingernail, but inside it hides the peak mysteries that Yuan Futu comprehended in the ruins of the Sea Emperor.

"The sea is boundless, and the true meaning is immeasurable!"

Yuan Futu's godless eyes suddenly flashed with energy, and the Zhuhuang Sword in his hand also raised high towards the sky, stabbing towards the infinitely vast palm.

The gigantic power contained in the giant palm is even stronger than the seventy times the Xuan epee, causing the void to collapse continuously, and even the sound of air squeezing and exploding can be heard in the ears.

The strong wind hit, forming an irresistible sense of oppression. Before the giant palm was pressed down, the ground collapsed, showing a huge palm print.

Yun Mengxuan's face was pale, she never thought that this kind of superficial move of "Sea God Jue" could exert such power, and she was also worried about Yuan Futu's safety at this moment, in her sight, that small body was like a drop in the ocean, but it was just blurred Suddenly seeing a vermilion jagged sword edge, he poked somewhere in the palm of his hand a little overwhelmed.

An imperceptible drop of water hangs from the tip of the Zhuhuang Sword, the god-level Lingbao. It has no edge or light, and it is precisely because of this drop that the power of this sword becomes immeasurable.