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"Oops, run away!"

A cultivator shouted out first, wanting to escape with the spirit treasure, but the endless dark world opened very fast, covering the entire mountain peak in the blink of an eye, as if thick clouds from the sky had fallen on it. ()レ.773buy.?レ

Since it is the human heart, it is impossible to get rid of the innate sense of fear. Whether it is for certain people or certain things, no one can be fearless in their hearts. At most, they are suppressed by strong willpower , However, in the endless dark world, even a small thought that has been hidden for a long time will be completely magnified.

Some people couldn't suppress the sense of fear that surged in their hearts, and fell to the ground, rolling with hideous faces, but they couldn't say a word from their opened mouths.

The dark element is the biggest trump card of the kingly way, and the true meaning of this trick was comprehended during the hard work in the sea area. It can not only seal off the five senses of the practitioner, but also greatly restrain the true essence. Most practitioners can't even operate the golden core in this state.

The bright yellow figure of the emperor walked steadily, with his hands on his back, domineering, staring at the silent old monk of the Six Paths in front of him, and then calmly threw a punch.

Domineering punch!

The pure and powerful true energy in the state of returning to the gods turned into a crystal-like substance on the surface of his fist, like a glove made of black iron, bursting out black-colored whirlwinds, and some practitioners around were shocked by the whirlwinds. When it hits the target, it is instantly swallowed up, not even the bones left, one can imagine how powerful it is.

Suddenly, Wang Dao felt that the endless dark world was suddenly turbulent, and a murderous aura condensed between his brows. When he looked up, a long dark golden stick appeared silently a few inches above his head, and he was about to knock it down.

Wang Dao let out a heavy muffled snort, and with a flash of his fist, he slammed towards the front end of the long stick, but as soon as he touched it, his heart was shaken. This kind of supreme power that does not belong to the world, if it is really calculated by weight, it may have already reached the order of billions.

An unimaginable stick directly shattered the dark essence condensed by Wang Dao, and opened an extremely deep hole in the endless dark world. The old monk of the Six Paths walked out of the crack, holding the stick with one hand, the corner of his mouth With a smile, he asked mockingly, "How strong are you?"

"Strong!"

Wang Dao's body sank, and the pure black primordial energy spread out like a tide again, transforming into dozens of fist shadows as big as millstones in the void, rumbling towards him.

The old monk of the Six Paths waved the long stick slowly and steadily. Once it touched the shadow of the fist, the dark essence condensed on it would suddenly wither like a black lotus in full bloom. It was so easy He blocked this ultimate move that contained true meaning.

Wang Dao's face was very gloomy, and the evil spirit between his brows was getting heavier and heavier. When he was about to attack again, the long stick had already struck mercilessly, and there was only a bang, as if it had been poked on an indestructible steel plate.

The old monk of the Six Paths said calmly: "Is this your real ability?"

Wang Dao smiled proudly: "I have a perfect immortal body, and I am a strong body refiner of dark elements!"

"So that's how it is." The old monk of the Six Paths finally had some interest in him, so that this battle of returning to the gods would not be too boring, but he saw his skinny wrist turn suddenly, and from the end of the long stick , a bright hot golden light burst out, tearing apart this endless dark world without obstruction.

puff!

The long stick sank into the chest and pierced out from behind, with sticky black and red blood stains on it.

The endless dark world was stained with hot golden brilliance, and it was dispelled in an instant. Those practitioners who had their five senses closed gradually recovered, and the fear in their hearts quickly subsided.

Elder Xuanyuan shook his head, trying his best to keep himself awake, but when his vision became clear, he saw the scene where Wang Dao's physical body was penetrated, and he couldn't help saying in amazement: "How is it possible! The perfect immortal body was actually broken."

During the period of returning to Shushan, Elder Xuanyuan also understood the strength of the kingly way in the space spirit treasure, especially the perfect immortal body, which is the ultimate sublimation obtained by the body refiner after reaching the state of returning to the gods. Its pure defense Its strength is even stronger than that of the Tongtian Defense Spirit Treasure, even comparable to the Supreme Level, but it never expected that it would be broken by the weird long stick that is not even a Spirit Treasure at this moment.

After the long stick was stabbed into the chest, it did not burst out with the expected destructive power. After all, it is not a spiritual treasure itself. In front of the old monk of the Six Paths, the perfect immortal body is like a piece of thin paper, which can't play the slightest defensive role at all.

This is the most desperate!

The old monk of the Six Paths said: "Your physical defense is really weak."

"Weak?" Although it is also in the state of returning to the gods, there is still a gap between the initial stage and the peak, Wang Dao said in a deep voice: "I have worked hard for 200 years, and finally reached the state of returning to the gods, and sublimated the elemental body to a perfect immortal body , its defense level is close to that of a defense-type Supreme Spirit Treasure, how could it be weak."

"I'm just stating the facts, and it's indeed much weaker than I thought. It's far worse than the demon king's body, even worse than the devil's bones of the Heavenly Demon Sect Master. And your dark true meaning, for me It doesn’t work at all.”

After Wang Dao heard these words, he immediately understood what was going on, and said in astonishment, "It's the light!"

"Everyone in the world knows that I have a chaotic spiritual treasure. The innate power of chaos can evolve all things without restriction, but before I got this spiritual treasure, my major was light."

While speaking, on the aged and wrinkled forehead of the old monk of the Six Paths, a blazing imprint appeared, just like a raging sun, but it revealed a kind of true power.

Wang Dao felt the black energy all over his body being suppressed, and he began to understand how powerful the person he was going to face was.

"Hahahahahaha!"

He raised his head, shaking violently all over his body, and laughed wildly: "200 years ago, when I met Shushan Yishen, I felt like an ant. I can't see his back, I never thought that after 200 years of painstaking training, I finally set foot on the highest level, but facing you, it's still the same ending... Is this my fate?!"

Wang Dao, to him, seems to be just a surname Wang Mingdao. God gave him extraordinary talent, but in the end it was just a joke.