The invisible Dao rhyme spread out in circles, the inky black jade pen body slowly fell, there was a little golden light on the pen, the sword intent was slim, the pen turned slightly, and fell on the yellowed thin book-

Liu Qinghuan's three Dao weapons, the Sword Intent of Life and Death, the Thousand Autumn Reincarnation Pen, and the Book of Cause and Effect, merged into one at this moment, and in an instant, the whole world seemed to be disappearing rapidly, and the ruins of Lingling, which had been silent for tens of thousands of years, the big pit full of blood and water, and the broken peaks that only half of them were all scattered like phantoms, and the heavens and the earth changed suddenly!

In the blink of an eye, the dove found himself standing on a narrow path, with no one around him, not only his men who had run far away were nowhere to be seen, but even Mu Yinyin, who had turned into a ball of flames, and Jiang Nianen, who was unconscious, were also gone.

He instantly understood that he had entered someone's Dao realm, and the abyss on both sides of the road that could never sink to the end, and a closed giant door standing in the darkness in the distance, were all familiar as if he had returned to the Yin and Yang Ruins Heaven of the past!

And the culprit who caused the destruction of his Dharma body and the burning of his cultivation was now standing at the other end of the path, holding a pen......

The dove's face twisted in rage, turning into a black wind and swooping down on the man opposite. At this time, the two of them were in an endless ending, and they didn't even bother to say anything to each other.

However, before he could pounce, he heard a soft "bang", his body trembled suddenly, and when he looked down, he saw that there was an extra hole in his right shoulder for no reason, and the flesh and blood at the entrance of the hole were smooth as a knife, and not a drop of blood flowed out, but a dazzling golden light burst out of it, burning him to the sharp pain that even his soul was torn apart.

The dove was so painful that it almost didn't roll into the abyss from the narrow path that could barely accommodate its feet, and hurriedly took out a Chu Se Pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and the pure demonic qi surged to his right shoulder, but he found that he couldn't block the hole at all.

Liu Qinghuan glanced up at this side, his expression extremely indifferent.

Every True Immortal Text contains the power of the mysterious and vast law, ordinary healing spells cannot repair the wound, and the cause and effect book in his hand, the three words "Fang Rongzu" have a few more golden lines on it at this time, these golden lines look intermittent, each one is as sharp as a sword, making those words cut into pieces.

In the years in the underworld, Liu Qinghuan was just a small document on the Evil Mirror Platform, and a true god-like existence like Yan Luo could not be reached, but he had some origin with the judge Cui Guijun, and he was fortunate to have seen the excerpts annotated by the other party, and followed to learn a few true immortal texts.

What he wrote at this time was one of them, and as soon as this word came out, even the most vicious soul would be gone!

"Poof!" Liu Qinghuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood quickly stained his clothes, but there was no wave in his heart, and the hand holding the Qianqiu Reincarnation Pen continued to write very steadily.

It's still a little reluctant, the dove's cultivation is higher than him, and if he wants to kill the other party, he must pay a heavy price.

What's more, the dove would not be willing to die obediently like this, so he heard a loud roar from the opposite side, and a large area of black light flew towards him!

The wind was howling, and the dark sky was long, but Liu Qinghuan just raised his eyes, lowered his head again, the wind puffed up his robe, and the surging spiritual power of his whole body poured into the pen of Qianqiu Reincarnation like a flood.

One stroke, one stroke, one stroke, life and death in the world, the reincarnation of the world, the cause and effect of heaven and earth are all written, each stroke is powerful through the back of the paper, every stroke is his way, and this world is now his master!

Whispers sounded in the abyss under the path, as if countless pairs of eyes were quietly watching the two people on the road, and there was a faint sound of surging water, and the golden light flames burst out, and the stripes of light rippled like waves, and the black light that flew from them faded away like shadows that could not see the light.

At the same time, there were a few more banging sounds, and there were a few more big holes on the dove's body, blood splashed, and golden light burst out!

"Ahhh

If this continues, will the scene in the Yin and Yang Ruins be repeated again?!

The flame of hatred rolled in his heart, and the dove endured the severe pain from the divine soul, and quickly and tenaciously calmed down, and two beams of light shot out from the yin and yang pupils, one black and one white, and landed on a black and white crystal pill in his hand, and the crystal pill flew out, but instead of flying towards Liu Qinghuan, it flew into the air.

"Boom!" the crystal pill burst open, the originally dark sky seemed to be split in half, half of it rose a bright moon, the surrounding stars were bright, and the soft and cool moonlight sprinkled down, and the other half was full of light, the scorching sun hung high in the sky, and the sunlight dispelled the darkness of the abyss layer by layer.

The sun and the moon rise together, the world changes again, with that path as the boundary, half of Liu Qinghuan's body sank in the moonlight, only to feel cold to the bone, and the meridians were about to be frozen, but the other half of the body was scorched by the scorching sun, and the burnt smell of skin and flesh gradually filled his nose.

His heart was full of awe, the extreme cold and the extreme heat made him show a painful color, and there were two qi in his body alternating and fierce confrontation with each other, as if his body was used as a battlefield, and the mana was running through the air in the meridians, gradually disordered......

"It's not just you who can open up the Dao realm, I also have it, and my realm is higher than yours, hahahaha!"

The dove's wild laughter came from the other side, and although he had several holes of light in his body, like a leaky sieve, he was as frantic and proud as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

At this time, a strange scene appeared between heaven and earth, bounded by the path where the two men stood, and the upper part of the sky was divided into two halves, half day and half night, the sun and the moon shining together, and sometimes swapping places. In the lower part, there was an endless black abyss, and the sound of rolling waves could be heard, as if a large river was flowing from below.

And as the sun and moon in the sky became brighter and brighter, the darkness of the abyss was gradually dispelled, and Liu Qinghuan's Dao realm was gradually being swallowed up, encroached upon, and cracks bloomed......

Liu Qinghuan's hand holding the pen also began to tremble, he remembered the time in the underworld, it was the same scene, the other party was just a wisp of remnant soul at that time, and he was almost defeated, and then the book of cause and effect was completely opened, so that he could snatch back a glimmer of life and completely reverse the situation of the battle.

Now it is still a battle between the Dao Realm and the Dao Realm, who lives and who dies, what will be the result?

Liu Qinghuan raised his head, a smile slowly bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly said, "Dove, how did you come back?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he said to himself: "You can't take it above the empty level, not to mention that the person who was robbed of the Dao body by you is a Mahayana monk, so where is he now?"