"The afterlife is terrifying, the afterlife is terrifying!" Miyamoto Taro looked straight at Ye Tian and suddenly sighed softly.

His silver hair was shiny, he was dressed in an old Taoist robe, his eyes were as deep as the dark night sky, and his body flowed with the qi of a half-step earth immortal, shrouded in a faint chaotic mist, and he could even ignore the existence of the eternal night realm, the power of darkness could not bless him, and the power of suppression could not hinder his steps in the slightest.

His cultivation was even higher than Barlov, and of course above Ye Tian, and at the end of the Supreme God Realm, he took another half step, and the real half foot stepped into the gate of the Earth Immortal.

"Old Sword Saint, the Young Demon King is being counterattacked by the power of thunder, I will cooperate with you and fight quickly!" Barlov's voice sounded.

Taro Miyamoto ignored it.

"Old Sword Saint, if you remove the protection from your body, I can bless you with the power of darkness. Barlov said again.

Taro Miyamoto still ignored it as if he hadn't heard it.

He and Ye Tian were separated by a distance of thousands of feet, and after entering the realm, he did not suddenly launch a fierce attack on Ye Tian, but carried his hands behind his back, walked in the void, and walked towards Ye Tian step by step.

Boom Boom!

His steps were full of mysteries, imprinted step by step, disillusioned step by step, glittering brilliance, and the void rumbling.

It is a trace of heaven and earth avenue, and the rhyme that flows out.

"This little friend, the purity and vastness of your mana make the old decay breathtaking. The few Supreme Divine Realms who fought with you just now, of course, including the old decay, are better than you in terms of cultivation, but the purity and accumulation of mana are too inferior to you, so they will be defeated to you. The exercises you have practiced are far beyond any other practice in the world. Miyamoto Taro walked as he walked, not aggressive, his expression was surprisingly calm, giving people the feeling of leisurely walking, as if he was holding the victory, and he was determined to eat Ye Tian.

"Miyamoto Old Sword Saint, don't talk nonsense with him, the opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he recovers, you can't be his match. Barlov said anxiously.

At this time, Ye Tian was indeed a little embarrassed, after being slashed by Miyamoto Taro with a knife several chaotic chains, his body was like an inflated leather ball, and suddenly soared by more than a zhang, and became a giant more than ten meters high, his skin was cracked like porcelain, and the thunder overflowed out of his body like water, and the whole person was wrapped in a blazing thunder light, faintly, only a vague figure could be seen, and it seemed that he was suffering the most cruel thunder prison torture in the world, even worse than the last time.

The five thunder spirit fruits in his dantian are like five nuclear reactors, just now it was just the beginning of the reaction stage, and the overflowing thunder energy is considered to be small, but now it suddenly breaks through the seal, the reaction accelerates, and the overflowing thunder energy increases exponentially, which is why it is so terrifying.

If he hadn't been in the Chaos Gold Body, he wouldn't have died hundreds of times.

"Shut up!" Miyamoto reprimanded.

Barlov was dumbfounded.

"Knowing that the exercises you practice are not as good as mine, and your mana is inferior to me, why don't you get out of here and wait for me to kill you?"

In the blazing thunder, Ye Tian's voice came out, deafening.

As he spoke, a thick pillar of thunder erupted from his mouth, rushing out dozens of feet away, full of magic.

"Disrespect for teachers, disrespect for elders, lack of discipline! Young man, I see you as a peerless genius who is rare once in a thousand years, in order to prevent you from going astray and endangering society, I reluctantly accept you as a disciple and teach you the principles of being a man and doing things. It just so happens that my world-shattering Dao method still lacks a mantle heir. You can follow me in the future. ”

"Take me as an apprentice?" old man, do you know who I am, and dare to say that you are not ashamed to accept me as an apprentice?" Ye Tianjie almost couldn't help laughing.

With the level of a true immortal in his previous life, there were few people in the entire immortal cultivation world who were qualified to be his master, not to mention that there was only a nine-stream and half-step immortal on the wasteland earth.

"I think you're coveting the immortal method on me under the pretext of taking me as an apprentice, right?" Ye Tian said clearly.

"You are too young, you have too little experience, and you don't know right from wrong. As your teacher, any exercises you practice as a teacher will naturally have to check for you, so that you don't go astray. I see that you are full of demonic nature, and the killing aura on your body is too heavy, and you think that you are cultivating the immortal law, maybe it is the evil law. "Taro Miyamoto is not ashamed to speak and is serious.

Baroff and the Blood King are both sluggish, I didn't expect Miyamoto Taro to make this play, obviously he is seeking skin with the tiger!

They don't know where Taro Miyamoto got the confidence.

"Don't hesitate, follow the teacher. There is a secret realm for the teacher, which is a pure land, which is just right for you and me to practice. He attained the earth immortal together every day, transcending the mundane and being at ease. ”

Ye Tian sneered and said, "Old Bangzi, do you really think that you can eat me? I am being eaten by the power of thunder, and I can also turn my hand and kill you." ”

"It's not big, it's not small, it's full of nonsense, it's really a lack of discipline. After you go back, you will be confined for a year for the teacher to sharpen your temperament. ”

While speaking, Taro Miyamoto suddenly made a move.

Rumble!

A huge palm poked out of thin air, majestic and majestic, as if a mountain was in the sky, filling the heavens and the earth, and grabbed Ye Tian suddenly.

In the palm of this huge palm, a crystal clear pearl was suspended, showing brilliant colors, only the size of a ping pong ball, but it was filled with terrifying fluctuations.

Whoa......

Suddenly, as if it were raining, a curtain of water fell from the brilliant colored pearls, covering a wide distance. The space within the range was instantly frozen and condensed into an iron plate.

What's even more amazing is that in the water curtains, there are suddenly mirage-like mirages, one after another Qionglou Yuyu rises from the ground, wide streets, lively street markets, and the sound of selling is imaginary,......

The scene is so realistic, as if history is repeating itself, or traveling back to ancient times, and even the voices of the people inside can be heard.

"...... this?"

Barlov and the Blood King were stunned again.

This is a magic treasure that belongs to the Oriental Daomen, a thousand-year-old mirage, how can they know.

The mirage is a water system treasure, so it hangs out a water curtain. In fact, this water curtain is more like a light curtain, or light rain, which is extremely gorgeous. It is in the light and rain that a mirage is intertwined.

Ye Tian was first shrouded in the rain of light falling from the mirage, and then he "crossed" all of a sudden, entering the mirage of the water curtain and being on a street.

As soon as the move was successful, Miyamoto Taro laughed, and then the mana urged, and the mirage returned to the mirage, and Ye Tian would eventually be sealed in the mirage.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the void shook violently, and above the light curtain where the mirage fell, two large openings opened, and two golden pillars of fire rushed out, and the flames were soaring.

"Old Bangzi, your thousand-year-old mirage is very good, I'll laugh first. ”

As he spoke, the young man rushed out of the mirage illusion, and two golden pillars of fire bloomed from his golden pupil fire eyes, piercing through the void of the world, looking directly at the origin of everything, and scorching the void to the point of bursting inch by inch.

With a sharp outreach of his big hand, he grabbed the mirage in his hand. Then the halberd in his hand slammed again, bursting out of the air, smashing Miyamoto Taro's sky-covering handprint to pieces.