Time, minute by minute, the strength of the black throat and the first emperor Mo Feng is also rising bit by bit, always in a state of stalemate, sometimes, the black throat occupies a little advantage, sometimes, it is the ink wind that occupies a little advantage, but this little advantage is very small, and it is not enough for them to take the real initiative in the battle.

"The confluence of Buddhism and Taoism!"

Suddenly, the ink wind roared like a beast, and when it was, the two primordial gods of the golden body Buddha and the Taoist Dharma were like two yin and yang fish, entangled together, and merged into a rather strange Dharma Phase, both the tall and majestic Buddha and the chic and elegant Taoist masters, the two charms, perfectly fused together, standing on the top of his physical head.

At that time, Mo Feng's strength soared to a higher level, and above the breath, it comprehensively suppressed the black throat.

"When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and the truth is false and true!

Mo Feng roared again, and the world of the hundred-zhang ring suddenly began to shrink, and with the naked eye, it was obvious that the barrier of this side of the world was manifesting, and it was constantly closing towards the center.

The mirage that evolved into this illusion world saw this, that is, time, and the mirage smoke spewed rapidly, blessing the illusion world and blocking the control of the ink wind. However, it is of no avail, and there is no other effect. Seeing this, this mirage dragon no longer bothered, and directly chose to cut off contact with this magic world.

However, when the mirage set out to carry it out, he found that he could not do it at all, as if an invisible force had completely imprisoned it in this fantasy world, making it the provider of the power of this world.

In a blink of an eye. The illusion world barrier came to Mo Feng's body, as if it were illusory. In this way, passing through directly has no other impact. After passing through the ink wind, the world barrier instantly solidified again, and continued to shrink and squeeze towards the center.

"Borrowing other people's power is not a skill in the first place, not to mention, borrowing is still false power. That would be even more useless!" in the face of this. The black throat didn't care at all, with a cold snort, his hands moved together, and a magic seal came out, and the time was instant. The black throat is like the sun, and the pores around the body are all spewing out incomparably bright white phosgene.

This white phosgene, blazing incomparably, shone through the illusion world of mirage evolution, and when it was, it was like an illusory bubble, silent, and disappeared.

The mirage is spotted at this moment. The illusion world that shackles him is gone, but he is without shackles, and when it is, he quickly retreats away from this land of right and wrong.

Ink Wind. But he didn't expect that the black throat could break the killing move of his own Buddhism and Dao confluence so easily.

The two phases of the Buddha and the Tao of the ink wind are not the two phases of the ordinary Buddha and the Dao, but they complement each other, and the combination of the two is the third Heavenly Dao of Creation among the three thousand avenues, second only to the way of power and the way of destiny.

Of course, Mo Feng's strength is far from the level of exerting the true power of the Heavenly Dao of Creation, but he is also able to exert the power of Creation, operate the cardinal of heaven and earth, and create all things.

Just now, Mo Feng used the power of creation to make the illusion world, which was originally an illusory world, instantly turn into reality, forming a natural prison.

However, his comprehension of the power of creation is still too shallow after all, and this kind of creation seems to have transformed the essence of affairs, but in fact, it has not really been completely changed. Therefore, under the illumination of the power of the sun, the illusory essence was restored, and it was shattered.

"I didn't expect that you would be able to use the Demon Suppression Divine Seal to such a level, but with the help of the power of the magic weapon, it is also not a skill!"

Under the unpleasantness, Mo Feng also ridiculed each other.

The black throat did not return to his mouth, but after destroying the illusion world, it was like a fire meteor, crossing the sky and crashing towards the ink wind.

Mo Feng's brows furrowed slightly, but soon, he regained his composure, and at this time, his hands moved in unison, and dozens of magic techniques were played, synthesizing a strange magic seal.

As soon as the law seal is completed, that is, time, "snort-" A bright and snowy sword light burst out, like a river rushing, pouring for thousands of miles.

However, this sword light did not slash towards the black throat, but stood in the void above his head. That is, time, a crack that seems to be real and illusory, and seems to be virtual and real manifests in the sky.

"The power of the will, bless!"

The ink wind shouted again, and in the crack in the space, a flowing spring waterfall drooped down, directly pouring on the Dharma of the confluence of the Buddha and the Dao, that is, the time, the Dharma of the achievement of the Buddha and the Dao River, the breath of the water rose and the boat was high, faintly, and the breath of the peak of the golden immortal was revealed, showing a great coercion.

Invisibly, the speed of the impact of the black throat has been affected, as if the laws of the world they are in have been twisted and changed, and all of them are transforming in the direction of the ink wind.

"Great!"

Feeling this breath, not only did the black throat not have the slightest fear, but in his heart, he was very happy. Because, he has the Supreme Yang God, as long as he is really willing, he can break the suppression of some laws of heaven and earth at any time, so that his own combat power can soar to the level of the peak of the Golden Immortal.

Although, as far as the battle for the throne of the White Emperor is concerned, this kind of practice is against the regulations. After all, when they fight, it is not the real strength of the fight, but the size of the combat power under the same level.

Obviously, in this regard, the black throat is not as good as the first emperor Mofeng. However, he is a heavenly demon, and he only has hatred for the Lingkong Immortal Realm, for the West Heaven, and for Buddhism, and has no friendship, so he doesn't care about this at all. If it weren't for that, he was worried that if he did this directly, it might seem too abrupt, making people doubt his identity, and if he couldn't complete the next inheritance of the White Emperor's position, he would have already manifested the strength of the Golden Immortal's pinnacle, and there would be no need to bother so much.

However, if Mo Feng, the first emperor, can also make this breakthrough, then he will also make a breakthrough, which will seem much more "normal".

So, at this moment, so to speak. Black throat is the person who most hopes that Mo Feng will make a real breakthrough, this kind of hope. Even beyond Mofeng itself.

Because, Mofeng's own hope is also a little lacking in confidence. After all, such a situation can be said to be unprecedented and groundbreaking. At least, in the record, there has never been.

The soaring strength of Mo Feng made the Imperial Court's Supreme Elder Empty Appearance very happy. But. The elders of the various major sects of Buddhism were not very happy. Because, this is very likely, which means that their plan will be completely useless. Especially the initiator of the big coalition. Even more so. At this moment, he has always been calm, elegant and calm, but he has completely disappeared, looking extremely dignified and nervous. Faintly, you can see that there is a faint layer of water above his head. That's sweat.

The body of the golden immortal is flawless and unblemished. There is only one possibility for sweating, that is, you can't achieve perfect control over your body.

"Town!"

Mofeng's unique confluence of Buddhism and Taoism. Although the aura of the Golden Immortal Peak exuded was getting stronger and stronger, it was always impossible to truly break through to that level, as if there was an invisible barrier hindering him.

The body of the black throat that was watching flew in, but Mo Feng did not continue to impact, but chose to shoot.

The huge Buddha and Dao confluence phase shouted, and a finger of his right hand stretched out and pointed at the black throat in front of him.

This volley, when it was, the heavens and the earth seemed to be imprisoned, and the ball of the sun incarnated by the black throat was instantly frozen in the air. It's as if time has frozen at this moment.

"Whew-"

With a soft sound, in the confluence of Buddhism and Taoism, an incomparably cold sword light shot out, heading towards the black throat that was frozen in the void, slashing the past.

"When—"

There was a crisp sound like the resonance of gold and iron, and the chilling sword light penetrated into the sunlight. However, he was unable to cut through one of the swords, and only cut into a few zhang, and then he was weak and could not advance a single bit.

Mo Feng was about to withdraw his sword and replace it with a gold-ring Zen staff, but he suddenly sensed that a powerful and overwhelming force surged out from the ball of sunlight, and in an instant, the flying sword flew out upside down to the impact, and slashed towards him.

"How is it possible, what he is relying on is just a magic weapon, even if it is a top-level supreme treasure, with his cultivation at the beginning of the Golden Immortal, it is impossible to promote the power to such a level!

That's not right, if that's the case, then he would have already unleashed the power of the Golden Immortal Peak and blasted me out. That's not right, that's not right, so what's the reason?"

Mo Feng was puzzled.

It is precisely because of this incomprehension that Mo Feng's heart is entangled in all sorts of ways.

Because, Mo Feng does have a secret technique, which can break through this barrier with his own strength in a short period of time and reach the level of the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal. However, the cost of this secret technique is very large, so big that it is not a last resort, and he doesn't want to use it at all.

If he could determine why, he could have made a decision with ease. Because, if he determined the reason why the black throat was so powerful as the supreme yang power, he could judge how long the black throat's control of such a powerful power could last.

If it can last for a short time, then he can choose not to use those secret techniques, and continue to carry out such a stalemate, stalemate battle, and consume the black throat through hard consumption. If it lasts for a very long time, and it may even be longer than the blessing of his own origin power, then he will have nothing to worry about, and he will directly use the secret technique to achieve a leap in strength and crush the black throat in an instant. Because this is the only way to victory, the price is very worthwhile.

However, because of the uncertainty now, if he directly chose to use the secret arts, it would be better if he had to pay such a price. However, if he is not, then he will suffer a great sin in vain, and it may even cause a great obstacle to his future cultivation path.

In the midst of such entanglement, more than a moment of time passed.

In this matter, the black throat is still extremely violent, and even, in this kind of fighting, the strength has increased, and it has once again kept pace with it.

Because, the growth of the strength of the black throat is not soaring like Mo Feng, but little by little, piling up. Therefore, no one has any doubts about the growth of its strength. One by one, they all think that this is the natural potential explosion of the black throat in the battle.

"Now, both of them have reached the critical point of the Golden Immortal, either break through or not, it is impossible to be promoted above this level!"

"Yes, I really didn't expect it, we Xitian, this time we can actually come up with such two geniuses, now, our Xitian is going to be famous. It's just a pity that such a genius is not in our sect. ”

"It's okay if it's not anymore, if it's again, it's hard for you to sit on the Diaoyutai as firmly as you do now. If you are in it, it will be a catastrophe!"

"That's right, then, who do you think will win in the end?"

"Looking at the current situation, the key to winning for the two of them lies in who can cross this barrier and achieve the peak combat power of the Golden Immortal! Although, from my heart, I hope that the little monk Haiyin can win, but judging from the current performance, it is the first emperor Mofeng, which is more promising.

Because, Mofeng still has some strength left, but the little monk of Haiyin is already going all out. ”

Speaking of this, the elder of the great sect of Buddhism paused for a moment, and then said, "Of course, it may not be really like this, although the little monk of Haiyin has already exerted his full strength, but his own potential can still be excavated and unsealed layer by layer, if he can continue to unseal as before, it is difficult to guarantee, it is not him, he should rush into the level of the peak of the Golden Immortal first!"

"Isn't that the same as not saying that? In the end, there is still no conclusion!"

"Then you give me a conclusion!"

"I'll give it, according to me, the final winner must be the little monk of Haiyin!"

"Oh, why are you so sure!"

"Intuition!"

"Intuitively, this is a bit absurd!"

"Otherwise, my intuition is also based on evidence!"

"On what basis?"

"It's the judgment of so many of our elders before! Every time, our judgment that the little monk Haiyin is not good has been proven wrong. I believe that this time, it will be the same!" ......)

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