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However, Ling Tianyu can still feel it. The understanding contained in this palm, the abyss-like artistic conception, can't be compared by Young Master Moji.

If it was before he broke through, even if he tried his best to use the Xuantian Sword Canon, he would still say if he could resist it, but...

Ling Tianyu glanced at the system panel with a smile on his face.

The leader of Tongxuanmen has been fully focused at this moment, and if there is anything wrong with it, he will immediately take action.

Nothing can happen to this guy, otherwise, the Sect Master and the Supreme Elder can definitely tear him apart.

Ling Tianyu stepped forward, forming a mark on his hands, and behind him suddenly appeared an illusory Dutian, with the sky above and the ground below, presenting a complete picture of heaven and earth.

Covering a radius of hundreds of miles, it is no different from the real world except that it is somewhat transparent, showing an illusory feeling.

When the three thousand seals of Dutian, the upper, middle, and lower, are all practiced, a real world of Dutian can be transformed into a real world with one palm.

Even among the strongest sects, it is an absolute secret technique.

But even with such a secret technique, Ling Qinghai gave it to Ling Tianyu casually, and it was evident how much he valued and spoiled him.

Ling Tianyu slapped his palm upwards, and the illusion behind him flew to the sky.

The hand of the demon and the phantom collided for a while, and after a stalemate for a while, Mu Ran emitted a strong light.

The dazzling light caused countless people to close their eyes.

At the resident of Tianyin Temple, Pu Miao folded her hands together, with a strange look in her eyes, two huge magical powers stuck together in the sky.

"It's really a monster."

After a moment of stalemate, the dark hand of the demon that was photographed in the sky was smashed away, and the sky was filled with black mist, and then all these mists were suppressed and dissipated, and the phantoms were suppressed by the sky toward the devil without the sky.

Divine powers are invincible to the number of days, and the hands of the demons are invincible to the three thousand seals of the heavens.

Mo Wutian's face was very gloomy at the moment, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

It's hard to believe that when he is three small realms, he is no match for a person who is a dozen years younger than himself.

However, in the face of this falling illusory Dutian, although his eyes were full of solemnity, he was not desperate.

"Magic Transformation!!"

Yangtian roared, and the black energy on his body surged like black lava that erupted in an instant.

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Yangtian roared, and the black energy on his body surged like black lava that erupted in an instant.

A black phantom, behind Mo Wutian, slowly took shape, and in an instant, a chill filled the four directions, as if something extraordinary had descended at this moment.

"The magic of transforming magic? It seems that this guy Mo Wutian, the position of the holy son is stable."

In Jile Temple, one of the sects of magic, a young monk with big ears bare-chested, with a smile on his face, nibbled at a piece of chicken leg.

"Young Master Ling!"

The leader of the leader has completely lost his dangling look at this moment. Seeing this situation, his face changed, and he was about to enter the ring.

"Stop!"

At this moment, Duan Lingxin's voice entered his ears.

"Miss!"

Turning his head to look at the daughter of the sect master, there was a trace of doubt on the elder's face.

"No need, look at that guy's face, he's not worried at all."

Duan Lingxin looked at Ling Tianyu who was full of confidence on the stage, and a huge curiosity rose in her heart.

In the end, what kind of confidence made this guy actually face the magic transformation method that is three small realms higher than the peak of Tianmomen's fairyland, and he has no worries at all.

This is the secret method of Tianmomen that is not much different from the Xuantian Sword Canon.

Although Mo Wutian seems to have at most practiced magic transformation to the third level.

On the stage.

Ling Tianyu looked at Mo Wutian's appearance, drew out the system panel, and placed the 800 experience points obtained from the two magical powers he had just destroyed, plus his own experience points directly on the Dutian Three Thousand Seals.

Finally, he glanced at the information on the system panel and smiled slightly.

"Tiantian Three Thousand Seals lv5 (0/10000)"

Although he was a little speechless about the sudden increase from 1600 to 10000, but the understanding of the three thousand seals of the sky that followed, made him not consider these for the time being.

The experience points just obtained were instantly dissipated, leaving only 15 points.

He glanced at it, his body was full of black energy, and the shadow behind him exuded a terrifying and frightening Mo Wutian. Ling Tianyu directly slapped it with a palm. Du Tian, ​​suddenly appeared.

For a moment, the audience was silent, and countless people watched this scene with wide eyes.

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"Fuck!!"

If possible, Mo Wutian really wants to make a foul language like this.

Just now, he pretended to use the magic transformation method of Tianmomen, preparing to kill the monster in front of him that made him mad with jealousy at the moment, but who knows, he was just about to break the illusory world.