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Dangdangdang......

Even this blocked space, just shaken by this invisible momentum, is making a sound of collapse, and even endlessly begins to spread, one mile or two, or even beyond this folded space, everything is in fragments, this scene, as if the heavens are destroying the world.

The opposite of that!

At this time, Ren Yaoyao is as small as a drop in the world, and in this boundless energy, it is fluctuating at any time.

However, his handsome face showed an extremely confident smile.

"It's really good, but it's still far from beating me!"

Ren Xiaoyao also looked at Weng Tatian with excited eyes!

This is the strongest person he has ever encountered on this star!

The so-called celestials, the kind of hooking for the vastness of heaven and earth, this kind of oppression, forced out the deepest fighting spirit in his heart, not the kind of realm crushing before, this time, he must go all out.

is like yesterday's Hua Yunfei, who claims to be a celestial, but has not really reached the realm of a celestial!

It's barely a pseudo-celestial!

Compared with the Weng Tatian in front of him, it is simply not worth mentioning!

Ren Xiaoyao can block Hua Yunfei in one thought, but if he wants to suppress Weng Tatian in one thought, it is extremely difficult!

"Defeat you, I'm afraid I'll kill you with one blow!"

Weng Tatian smiled coldly!

The Dream Eater Butterfly under its feet flapped its wings, stirred off the endless wind, and even jumped up directly and rushed to Ren Xiaoyao!

And Weng Tatian is floating seal on his hand, drawing a cross shape, and suddenly two vertical and horizontal rays of light floated in the void.

Just like the cross vine frame nailed to Jesus in Western mythology, it came towards Ren Yao's suppression, one step is a huge point, and ten steps is to become the edge of the sky, completely dividing the void into four pieces, and killing it in an instant.

And Weng Tatian himself was carrying his hands behind his back, looking coldly at the cross.

"In the realm of heaven and man, every move can mobilize the momentum of heaven and earth, and how can you and other ordinary people understand the mystery. ”

How magnificent is the power of creation?

Legendary!

Ancient monks, one palm is enough to split a mountain, one palm is enough to cut a river, relying on the power of creation, in the eyes of mortals, this is the means of immortals.

And the realm of heaven and man is a threshold, and when it is crossed, it is like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, soaring above the nine heavens, using the power of creation to kill people invisibly.

"What about the creation of heaven and earth?"

Ren Xiaoyao grinned, looked at the edge of the cross, and didn't even move his steps at all, he also carried his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining, and his posture was like being above the blue sky, and he burst into tears.

"Broken!"

Stop!

His divine sense was like a knife, and the glow gushed out all around his body, and the cyan blade collided with the white cross, making a shocking explosion, and an endless roar came!

For a while, it was up and down!

With the interweaving of two sharp edges!

This void, which had been sealed by Ren Yao, was once again beaten into a vacuum, and the blood and qi in it had already been emptied of the Golden Butterfly body, and it was shattered violently.

Dragon Kingdom Martial Arts Realm, this is already the most brilliant battle in a hundred years!

The Great War broke out in an instant!

The two contemporary supreme beings began a battle of blood and Taoism.

How could there have been a major war of this magnitude before?

It was eighty years ago that the Holy See and the Dark Council were dispatched together, and the supreme combat power was just a collision in the divine realm, which had already made all beings tremble, and it had not yet involved the celestial beings.

In the vacuum, the killing intent was still majestic, like a slaughter with a cold wind, Ren Yao's long hair like ink, shaking down on his shoulders, his white clothes were floating and sinking, and his divine consciousness came out of the mud palace pill, shattering the void, and instilling into the blade, which was also turned into a cross, facing the white cross edge.

Dangdangdang......

This sound, like the horn of a beautiful battle, is slowly blowing.

In the sound of this horn, the gravel, the debris of the trees, the lake in the distance, the air, and the blood, burst out at the same time, and were pulled by the two crosses, turning into monstrous killing intent, spinning and colliding, not up and down, but above the void, re-forming a whirlpool against the current.

The earth is shaking!

The unnamed lake is pouring in, and the void is screaming!

If it weren't for Ren Xiaoyao's extremely strong seal, not to mention that the entire Beijing University had collapsed into ruins at this moment, it would be an unprecedented turmoil in the entire capital!

But even so, the Golden Dragon, a powerhouse in the Divine Realm, was swept away by this residual power, and his heart was hot, and he almost vomited red blood.

As for the others.

I was already under the impact of the Dream Devouring Butterfly, and I fell directly into a fainting!

"These two people are beyond the extreme of martial arts in this world!"

Jin Long secretly estimated in his heart that even if he poured the power of the entire dragon group, it was to mobilize the legendary heritage, and those legendary powers would be overshadowed by the two of them.

The cross edge dissipated, and in the light revealed, the two people with their hands behind their backs looked at each other with excited eyes, and their handsome faces showed excited smiles.

The first blow is a temptation for each other.

To prove his strength, he is also considering this opponent.

But this result made both of them satisfied.

The master is lonely and equal, this is the real battle!

"I'm not going to spare this blow. ”

Standing on top of the body of the Dream Devouring Butterfly, Weng Tatian slowly moved the white bone flute in his hand!

As if to play the mourning music of the end of the world, the world is silent!

Ren Xiaoyao didn't speak, just stood there, his body radiating streamers, his eyes seemed to reflect the stars in the sky, the corners of his mouth drew a beautiful arc, the inky black was like a saint, and his hair could be cut off.

"My generation of warriors, what a pity!"

This thought is overwhelmingly rolling.

Two bright figures confronted each other.

Cross confrontation, this first blow, Weng Tatian turned out to be equal to Ren Xiaoyao.

As a matter of fact!

This is the first time since the two of them reached the pinnacle that such a fierce and hearty battle erupted with a violent instinct from the blood.

Since one blow does not determine the winner or loser, then ten blows, one hundred blows!

Between the electric sparks, the two of them shot sharply.

I saw that Weng Tatian's face was solemn, blowing the bone flute, and the desolate meaning swept out from it, turning into a black mang, shrouded in the Dream Devouring Butterfly at his feet, and suddenly the surrounding spiritual power gathered violently, surging towards the Dream Devouring Butterfly!

In just an instant, the Dream Eater Butterfly turned into a golden cocoon chrysalis!

At this time, the cocoon chrysalis, under the catalysis of the bone flute, slowly cracked!

What came out was a raging dragon!

"Dream Dragon?"

Ren Xiaoyao also narrowed his eyes!

At this time.

became the golden butterfly of the raging dragon, swept the dragon's tail, spit out the dragon's breath in the bloody mouth, turned into a cold sword, and carried Weng Tatian towards Ren Xiaoyao to kill.

There is a dragon ambush below, and there is a heavenly man to kill.

For Ren Xiaoyao.

This is a peerless murder!

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