"Still want to run?"

Wang He chased after the pseudo-heavenly dao and said.

Hearing this, the pseudo-heavenly dao glanced back, and when it saw Wang He chasing after him, it laughed and said, "I can leave if I want to, what can you do to me?" ”

"What can I do to you?"

Wang He muttered, he suddenly increased his speed, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between him and the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao was about half closer.

The pseudo-heavenly dao would look back from time to time, and when it found that Wang He was getting closer and closer to himself, it didn't dare to slack off, but accelerated desperately.

"You can't run away."

Wang He accelerated again.

The current speed is not his limit, although the limit speed will consume the power of Hongmeng very much, but with such a rare opportunity, it is impossible for him to let the pseudo-heavenly path escape, because the pseudo-heavenly dao has already obtained the demon heart, once he misses this opportunity, even if he has the afterlife mirror, it is useless, because the demon heart will completely hide the breath of the pseudo-heavenly way, and it is impossible for the afterlife mirror to detect any information of the pseudo-heavenly path when the pseudo-heavenly path has a demon heart.

So, this is Wang He's only chance.

He must stay in the False Heavenly Dao.

Otherwise, he will have trouble sleeping.

It is precisely because of such persistence and refusal to give up belief that Wang He's speed skyrocketed again and again, and when the power of Hongmeng was burning wildly, he gradually caught up with the pseudo-heavenly way.

"Stop!"

After Wang He chased closer, he suddenly burst into a shout, and at the same time, a punch was blasted out, only to see a nearly transparent air mass flying towards the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao.

After the pseudo-heavenly dao flying in front felt the crisis, of course it would not continue to fly, it had to stop and catch the air mass.

I saw that the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao almost stopped in the next second when Wang He's words fell, and then stretched out his hands to condense a gray-yellow airflow defense in front of him.

"Poof!"

The Hongmeng power that Wang He bombarded fell on the gray-yellow airflow defense, and there was a soft sound at first, and then there seemed to be no movement.

However, would Wang He's attack be defused so easily?

Of course not.

After the air mass touched the airflow defense, the pop seemed to disappear, in fact, the air mass was scattered and integrated into the airflow defense, and in the blink of an eye, the airflow defense made a 'bang', and then, I saw that the airflow defense condensed by the pseudo-heavenly path collapsed.

In the end, Wang He's Hongmeng power successfully hit the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao.

Meanwhile.

Wang He's figure was close to the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao with a sigh.

Of course, it was impossible for the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao to sit still, immediately endure the discomfort in his body, and immediately fight with Wang He.

This time, the duel between the two was fought without anyone's involvement.

Wang He punched, and the pseudo-heavenly dao was also punching.

It's just that one of the two uses the power of Hongmeng, and the other uses the power of nature.

On the level of strength.

Wang He is even better.

After all, the power of Hongmeng is the most fundamental source power in this heaven and earth, and it is the source of all power.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two of them would dodge each other's attacks at first, but as time went by, the two gradually lost their patience, and the attacks became more and more irritable, so at present, the two of them basically didn't dodge anymore, and they were all hard-hitting.

In just a few minutes, Wang He felt that his body was about to fall apart, all kinds of violent forces were crazy and wanton in his body, especially the power of thunder and lightning, which made the muscles of his whole body tremble constantly, but even so, he didn't plan to give up or stop and truce for a few minutes.

He didn't have that intention at all.

He just wanted to take down the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao in one go.

Therefore, Wang He's attacks are getting more and more crazy.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang..."

"Bang bang bang..."

Wang He seemed to know the pain at all, and he was not afraid of death at all, he kept attacking, constantly attacking, and slowly, he occupied the initiative.

However, there is a fatal flaw in his way of attacking, that is, the speed at which Hongmeng's power is consumed is very fast, and it is astonishingly fast.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Wang He's fist landed on the chest of the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao.

The fist of the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao landed on Wang He's head.

"Buzz!"

Wang He only felt as if his head no longer belonged to him, in addition to buzzing, he was also dizzy.

He could have dodged, because the pseudo-heavenly dao was coming at his head, and the purpose was obvious, that is, to force him to dodge, to force him to stop, and to force him not to work so hard.

But Pseudo Heavenly Dao never thought that Wang He would be so crazy.

"You... Poof. ”

Pseudo Tiandao's chest was punched hard by Wang He, and it wanted to say something in a hurry, but the blood surged, and then opened its mouth to speak and turned into an open mouth to spurt blood, and as a result, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of its mouth.

After vomiting a mouthful of blood, his chest was a little more comfortable, but the power of Hongmeng in his body was not less.

"You... Is it necessary to work so hard? Pseudo-Heavenly Dao asked with a pant.

Wang He didn't reply, he just paused a little because his head was too dizzy, and when his head regained some clarity a little, he immediately attacked.

"Are you crazy?"

"You're going to lose both."

"Bastard!"

Pseudo-Tiandao didn't expect Wang He to be so desperate, except for using the word reckless man to describe Wang He, he couldn't find a more appropriate adjective.

"Heaven punish, rain comes!"

"Heavenly punishment, the wind comes!"

"Heavenly Punishment..."

In the face of Wang He's crazy and desperate attack, the pseudo-heavenly dao completely understood, tonight, only one of the two of them and Wang He could leave alive.

Since this is the case, he no longer has the heart of luck, but has taken out all his strength and wants to fight hard with Wang He.

In less than a minute.

Storms, thunder and lightning.

All the forces of nature are controlled by the pseudo-heavenly way.

The torrential rain was high in the sky, half of it turned into ice, half into a sharp sword, and then the wind suddenly rolled the ice and the sword together, and finally rolled towards Wang He.

At the same time, there was a thick thunderbolt that constantly bombarded from above the clouds.

And that's not all.

In addition to the power of nature, the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao itself also held a sword completely condensed from 'light', and when Wang He dealt with the power of nature, it looked for an opportunity to raid.

"Whew!"

The wind hits.

The light flickered, and the sword of light and shadow in the hand of the pseudo-heavenly dao easily slashed the space, and the power could be imagined.

It's a pity that Wang He is not to be kneaded.

He shuttled through the attacks of various forces of nature at great speed, hail, lightning, wind, and other attacks, all of which were scattered by him with his fists.

For a while, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the entire demon world trembled because of this battle.

Many of the strongest sensed the aftermath of the power that spread from them, and they came to find out.

But when they got up close, they all left, without exception.

Look at the excitement, but also depending on the situation.

Like the battle between Wang He and the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao, even the strongest would definitely not dare to stay on the sidelines and watch, because the aftermath of the terrifying power would be enough to destroy them.

In this case, unless they are bent on death, the fool will not stay.

Over time.

The battle between Wang He and the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao gradually entered a white-hot stage.

God, the color changed.

The earth collapsed.

And all of this was caused by the aftermath of the power that had spread during the battle between the two men.

The terrifying pit, the cracked earth, a hundred miles in circumference, like an abyss hell.

However, to Wang He's good fortune, this is the Demon Realm, not the Earth.

The battle between the two of them only destroyed a large area, and almost did not hurt any innocent people.

If this were on Earth, how many people would be killed or injured in such a big movement and such a large-scale destruction?

Wang He couldn't imagine it.

The two of them fought from dawn to dark.

After dark, due to the great consumption of both of them, the movement of the battle gradually became much smaller, and it was not as exaggerated as during the day.

Although Wang He has been forcibly fighting hard, forcing the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao to fight with him, the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao is not an ordinary monk, so let alone killing it completely, it is very difficult to defeat it.

Therefore, the two of them fought from dark to dawn again.

Wang He couldn't remember how many swords he had suffered, he only knew that there were wounds all over his body.

At this moment, Wang He was covered in blood, and all the blood on his body was his own.

As for the pseudo-Heavenly Dao, there was not a trace of blood on his body, and from the appearance alone, he was obviously much better than Wang He.

So, in this battle between the two that lasted for more than ten hours, was Wang He defeated?

Not!

Don't look at Wang He's bloodstains all over his body, it looks like he's miserable, in fact, the invisible wound is the most terrible.

There were no obvious scars or wounds on the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao's body.

However, his aura was disordered and weak.

At this time, neither of them attacked again, and it was also the first time in more than ten hours that the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao was able to take a good breath.

"You..."

However, just when the pseudo-heavenly dao wanted to speak, Wang He moved again.

Seeing this, Pseudo Tiandao's face changed suddenly.

It didn't want to fight Wang He anymore, because it could feel it completely, and Wang He's situation was obviously much better than its own.

If you continue to fight like this, the best outcome in the end will definitely be a lose-lose situation.

But it doesn't want to lose both sides with Wang He.

Especially now, excessive consumption has led to its current state being extremely poor, and the strength it can exert is only about one or two percent of what it was in its heyday.

This state gives it a sense of insecurity.

So it wants to stop.

It doesn't want to fight.

However, Wang He didn't give it a chance to stop at all.

So, the two continued to fight.

After a while, the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao found an opportunity and immediately said, "You have to fight to the death before you give up?" ”

"Wrong, it's you who die, I live."

Wang He replied, when the light and shadow sword in the hand of the pseudo-heavenly dao stabbed him, he did not dodge, but let the sword pierce his shoulder, of course, he did not suffer this sword in vain, because his fist also fell on the other party's face.

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