The two mighty forces in the sky collided, bursting out with boundless brilliance, just like tens of thousands of artillery pieces exploding in the air, crushing layers of clouds and giving birth to layers of smoke clouds.

Yan Yu Zhenjun was dismantled, his halberd was angry, and the two divine lights in his eyes pierced through the dense clouds to find the opponent's figure, and suddenly hundreds of runes poured out, all of which turned into Ling Weichu's appearance, surrounding him!

"Think you can trap me like this!" Yan Yu consumed ten drops of essence blood to spawn the three karma spiritual fire planted in his body, which was claimed to be able to forge everything in the world, and was the treasure that refiners and alchemists dreamed of.

As soon as this fire came out, it swept around like a prairie fire.

The raging fire scorched the liver and gallbladder, Ling Weichu did not retreat for half a step as expected, and drew a talisman in the air, and as soon as he moved, the hundred or so "Ling Weichu" who surrounded Yan Yu also moved.

The runes seemed to be carved out of the same mold, forming together, and in an instant, like a hundred closed giant doors occupied all directions, the fire was trapped between the giant gate talismans, slamming left and right, and there was no way out.

"This can't be, I'm going to burn it all!" Yan Yu's dancing halberd rolled up flames and threw it again, and the mighty soldiers broke through the sky with the fire, dragging a trace that tore through the space and rushed towards Ling Weichu.

Ling Wei's first glance showed the vicissitudes of life, and as soon as his handprint changed, the huge door in front of him suddenly opened, revealing a dark and deep spatial crack, and suddenly had a suction force to roll the cross halberd into it, disappearing the trace.

Bang, the giant door closes.

The corners of Yan Yu's mouth were bleeding, his teeth were about to crack, and his connection with the cross halberd was forcibly severed, "Good method! Can you give it back to me?!"

"No, behind this talisman gate, there is a wild place that even I don't know where it is, oh, it could also be the void. Ling Weichu didn't let himself laugh, and gloomily took care of himself, and the hundred rune doors opened together, and the flames poured into it one after another.

Yan Yu was shocked, and tried his best to withdraw the spiritual fire into his body, "You dare!"

"Have you thrown in the towel!" Ling Weichu asked.

"Do you know who I am!"

Ling Weichu frowned and shouted, "Do you admit defeat or not!"

Yan Yu's eyes widened, as if he had found some trace on that old face, "It's you, Ling Dao!"

"Who is Ling Dao?" he calmed down, now offending Yan Yu is not good for the Sun Clan, "I am Ling Weichu. ”

Bang bang, the giant door closes and disappears.

Yan Yu was clutching the only small cluster of Sanye Spiritual Fire left, his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, he had to raise it for a hundred years before he could raise it back!

He looked at Ling Weichu, angry and confused, victory and defeat are commonplace, he can't target the opponent just because he lost the True Treasure Cross Halberd and most of the Three Karma Spiritual Fire, but as soon as he thought that this person was a bit like Ling Dao, he felt that he had deliberately designed himself.

"You're really not Ling Dao?"

"I don't recognize it. ”

Yan Yu nodded, "That's my mistake." ”

This Ling Zhenjun didn't use Fu Linmen's talisman, not to mention, he had only met Ling Dao once or twice, and he was not very familiar with Ling Dao.

That was more than a hundred years ago, Ling Dao was just like his name, he had shown extraordinary cultivation talent since he was a child, and he was far ahead in the rune path, he became a true monarch at a young age, he was in the position of a master of the rune path, and he was also an elder of the Fu Linmen, with a suave appearance.

It's a pity that because he snatched the treasure and killed a disciple of the Heavenly Monarch, under the pressure of the Heavenly Monarch, he was publicly executed by Fu Linmen, escaped halfway, and disappeared.

His brother was originally a good friend of Ling Dao, but he was also angry at his bad character and cut him off.

Yan Yu stared at Ling Weichu a few times, and was depressed, this battle loss was a big loss, "Count me as losing." ”

When the two true monarchs fell to the ground, Qi Huan's mood was not very good, and in this game, he actually lost.

"It looks like you and I are going to have a fight. Qi Huan said.

"Please. ”

Qi Huan's eyes were lightly closed, and the divine breath rose from him, and the boundless faith condensed into divine light, and the eight scenes of the sunset in the fishing village were conjured into Pingsha Guifan, Yuanpu Guifan, Shanshi Qinglan, Jiangtian Twilight Snow, Dongting Autumn Moon, Xiaoxiang Night Rain, Yansi Evening Bell, and Eight Scenes of Sunset in the Fishing Village.

The mysterious aura frightened everyone back.

"Jingyao Dynasty's Faith Exercises, Eight Scenes of Illusory World!" Luo Barley exclaimed, such a strong power of faith, it seems that he has many believers in the South Wind Continent.

Shen Buping doubted that he was really shallow in his knowledge, and he actually wanted to bow down to this sacredness.

Hearing that there is a true monarch fighting method here, the Marquis of Jinchi, who rushed to see the excitement, his eyes were blazing, yo, are the current dynasties all following the path of faith, don't they want to simply rule the astral boundary?

Compared to the Eastern Dynasty that had already moved to other star boundaries, Jing Yao was just starting out, and its beliefs mainly came from conquest.

Qi Huan can be said to have pacified half of the South Wind Continent, and the faith gathered must not be underestimated.

Zhan Changfeng didn't dare to despise it, and concentrated on it.

"Today, I will defeat you!" Qi Huan had no joy or anger, no expression, like a stone statue, with his voice, eight scenes surged, like eight small worlds circling together!

What he sets up is the king's land, what he sees as his people is under his control, and the eight scenes are under mastery everywhere!

Zhan Changfeng passed through the reeds, startled the falling geese, and the sails on the river in the distance were full of shadows, and the powerful thing was not the illusory world, but that each illusory world was full of the power of faith, so that you couldn't help but believe in him.

As soon as her idea came out, the Eight Extremes True Domain and the Void God Domain overlapped, and the heavens, earth, wind, thunder, water, fire, mountains, and zes all materialized into a world of their own, abandoning the sound of temptation in the power of faith.

"It's not real after all. Zhan Changfeng raised his hand, and the meaning of earth, fire, feng shui, and condensing spear ran through the eight scenes, as if the Xuanli that reshaped the universe penetrated through the eight worlds!

The shattering of every world is the sound of mourning, and the hearer is sad.

"It's too much, how can it be so excessive!"

"Can't let her go, teach her a lesson!"

A few monks next to him were greatly affected, and without saying a word, they attacked Zhan Changfeng, and threw their spell skills out without saying a word.

Zhan Changfeng drew a sword and swept them all aside, and the sword intent that covered the sky was close to Qi Huan.

Qi Huan's eyes sank slightly, he didn't want the Eight Scenes Phantom World to be able to stabilize her, this person's strength was beyond expectations.

"One scene, one world, all things must be changed. As soon as he spoke, the Eight Views of the Illusory World seemed to be frozen, and even the sword intent that passed through the Eight Scenes of the Illusory World was stagnant, and as he took a step, the world was alive again, and the sword intent had already brushed him down.

Zhan Changfeng smiled, "You can dodge one blow, but you can dodge tens of millions of blows." ”

The thunderclouds rolled, the heavens and the earth were dark, the river was rippling, and the thunderbolts were as hideous as dragons, swooping down from the nine heavens, and the sudden white light reflected the frightened faces, and the monks nearby fled one after another.

Qi Huan looked up to the sky, the divine light protected him, his brows furrowed, like an offended god, the Eight Visionary Worlds reunited beside him, and countless prayers and blessings resisted the thunderclouds, as if they wanted to ask the power of heaven to disperse them.

The monk who believed in the Tao was really troublesome, and under the thought of Zhan Changfeng, ten thousand purple gold thunderbolts slashed into the same illusory world, and the light was great!

The self-repair speed of the illusory world could not keep up with the destruction of ten thousand thunderbolts, and it shattered, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

Qi Huan's heart ached, his eyes wept blood, and a round of jade disk-shaped Heavenly Saint Treasure in his palm directly attacked Zhan Changfeng, "Those who blaspheme will eventually be desecrated." ”