A hundred miles away from Dameng Valley, there are steep peaks and black rocks.

The light and shadow of swords refracted on the peak and scattered in all directions. Some broke through the clouds and flew through the sky, while others cut through the rocks.

After the sword energy passed by, large tracts of forest fell, and earth and rocks collapsed, making several nearby mountain peaks cratered, and even some holes that penetrated the mountain appeared.

The auras cutting from top to bottom make this peak become more and more steep.

With the help of the Huimeng relic, Liu Qiwen temporarily raised his power body and fought fiercely with Zhao Wuji. At first, they were evenly matched, but as time went on, the backlash of activating the Huimeng relic became more obvious, and soon he was surrounded by dangers caused by the pressure of the sword.

Hong Dong didn't care about the arrogance of any master, and supported him at the top of a nearby mountain peak.

Occasionally, there is a dragon subduing palm force that penetrates the mist and smoke between the two peaks, like a golden dragon roaring, with dragon scales and slender body, and it attacks.

But whenever this happens, Zhao Wuji only needs to turn his blade to slash the golden dragon in two, causing the whole body to collapse.

On another mountain farther away, White Copper and Gulan Xiang were observing.

"Strange!"

Gulan Xiang dripped and said, "This set of Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon has profound meanings. It takes the essence and uses macros, and coincides with the changes in the hexagrams. The backhand is endless. The person who created this set of palms must be

He is also an incredible person.”

"Even if Zao Wou-Ki has a higher foundation than Hong Dong, he shouldn't be able to easily show this feeling of outsmarting others and running out of ideas."

Bai Tong whispered and said: "Listening to what you said, could it be because his understanding of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon is even better than that of Hong Dong? After all, if the background of this world coincides with the works I have read, then

This Zhao Wuji should have been defeated by the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon hundreds of years ago. If he has lived for such a long time, he will definitely try to study it."

Gu Lanxiang took out a wine gourd, took a small sip, and said with bright eyes: "If that's the case, what he is using now must not be with full strength. Tsk tsk, Bai Xiaotong, let's go and fuck him together."

White Copper raised his eyebrows slightly, a few fine lines appeared between his eyebrows, and said, "Now?"

The two of them did not rush to take action, all because Zhao Wuji's sword was extremely powerful, and Liu Qiwen was able to defend Yuan Tingyue, forming a delicate balance.

Hong Dong and Liu Qiwen have an excellent tacit understanding, and it is relatively easy for them to intervene. However, it is different for White Copper and Gulan Xiang. If they do not observe it first and act rashly, there is a half chance that the situation will be unbalanced and a flaw will appear. Liu Qiwen will be the first to suffer.

Heavy damage.

But if Gu and Bai could keep their composure, wait until the balance was completely tilted, and then intervene in the battle, they would be able to make up for the disadvantage and regain the situation with a clear purpose.

"Since he is hiding his moves, our current observation cannot see the true appearance at all, and it is of little significance."

Gulanxiang Gudugudu took a few more sips of wine and said via voice transmission, "Moreover, if such a villain who hides his strength is not forced to reveal his true abilities as soon as possible, sudden changes can easily occur at critical moments, causing serious trouble."

Baotong muttered: "Then wait a little longer and see if there will be a change over there in the Dream Valley that is enough to distract him. If there is no big movement there after ten seconds, we will take action directly.

"

Gu Lanxiang nodded slightly and put away the wine gourd.

Under the mountains on the left and right, earth and rocks are rolling, smoke and dust are everywhere, and there is a lot of noise.

Above the clouds and mist, several peaks are tall and straight, but the atmosphere at the top is getting clearer and clearer. I can only hear the clashing of swords, and the dreamlike brilliance, cutting each other off, fleeting.

A hundred miles away in the Great Dream Valley, a wisp of purple-gold demonic energy suddenly floated into the sky.

All Demon Realm envoys will have a ray of Absolute Demonic Qi in their bodies, which has miraculous effects whether it is used to assist in practice, warn, protect lives, or explode.

For example, under Eunuch Chen's dead soldiers, King Wuxiang used the Wuxiang Divine Art to replicate some of the remaining demonic energy in his body. The products he cultivated were shoddy and shoddy. They only had the effect of stimulating potential and improving talents.

It will lead to partial emotional loss and life habits that are very different from ordinary people, and there is no need to mention them.

For a true envoy from the Demon Realm, the demonic energy in his body is a direct gift from the Lord of the Demonic Realm. Once the envoy dies, the demonic aura can also wrap the deceased's main consciousness, escape, and seize the reincarnation. This is very difficult for many middle- and low-level envoys.

practical.

But for high-level envoys, this life-saving effect is of little use, because an "enemy" who has the ability to fight with them or even kill them is also fully capable of eradicating such a wisp of evil energy.

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Sure enough, as soon as the purple-gold demonic energy flew up, the clouds in the sky were turbulent. A big golden hand condensed with Buddhist true energy stretched out out of thin air, tightly grasped the demonic energy, pinched it with five fingers, and took it away.

Zhao Wuji sensed the situation over there and turned his gaze slightly.

At this moment, suddenly a blazing sun fell in his eyes, almost occupying his entire field of vision.

The light of sunset, the divine arrow has arrived!

The intention of the King of Humans to shoot the sun turned into a strong light that occupied all the senses, and the Xuanyuan arrow walked with the light and came to the side of Zhao Wuji's neck.

It seemed as if it was about to pass through his neck and decapitate him with one arrow!

The sword in Zhao Wuji's hand was like autumn water, resisting the Xuanyuan arrow of white copper.

The swords and arrows collided, and the golden light was bright, like extremely long golden needles, emanating from the point where the two touched.

But the light of countless golden needles suddenly dimmed again.

Because there is a stick that shatters the air clouds and mist, shatters the light of these golden needles, and the stick is burning with gray flames of evil energy that are hard to tell whether it is light or dark, sweeping across.

The moment he pulled out the stick, the ordinary palm prints in Gu Lanxiang's palm emitted a shocking heat. The "Hegemon's Barrier" destiny power purchased from within the war group was blessing and increasing.

The arrogance of this stick.

The Tyrant blocks... Wuji Place!

This stick was drawn at the end of Xuanyuan's arrow, and the sound of the arrow was melodious. It drove the entire arrow like an iron nail towards Zhao Wuji's sword and towards the neck behind the sword.

There were slight cracks on Zhao Wuji's sword, and his whole body was slightly unbalanced.

But this is not the most fatal thing. The real threat to his life is in front of him.

Liu Qiwen also stabbed out with his sword.

The giant sword was handed out flatly. The sword seemed to be carrying the moral principles of the world, giving off the air of a gentleman. The sword was extremely powerful and had the power to clear the sky.

Zhao Wuji opened his eyelids, glared with thick eyebrows, and swatted away with his left hand, striking the famous sword through the ages.

This palm did not have the strength of a dragon, nor did the dragon roar move the sky, but Hong Dong, who was about to strike, clearly seemed to have seen one of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and was shocked for hundreds of miles.

No, the artistic conception of this palm is more simple than Shocking Baili, and more ancient than the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms passed down from the Tang Dynasty, but it is timeless and unbreakable.

Following Zhao Wuji's palm strike, the righteousness of the universe burst out, and the dangerous peak beneath his feet began to sink with a rumble.

The giant sword stabbed into his palm, and it seemed that the skin was broken a little, but no blood spilled out, so it didn't seem to be considered an injury at all.

The Xuanyuan arrow was deflected and shot through a nearby mountain peak with a bang.

Gu Lanxiang's long stick twisted and continued to sweep forward, but was held up by the cracked sword.

Zhao Wuji raised his arms, and the whole world was filled with righteousness, which spread to the sky and the earth.

Liu Qiwen and Gu Lanxiang were both shaken and flew away from the mountain peak.

However, Zhao Wuji did not pursue the victory. The purple and gold demonic energy in his eyes was manifesting in the bird, and it seemed that he was vaguely stimulated by the righteousness of the universe.

"Wuxiang has declined so quickly. He is so useless that it is not worth my delay for him."

Zhao Wuji glanced in the direction of Dream Valley and saw a skeleton rising into the sky over there, heading this way.

The aura on his body quickly converged back from the vast and boundless righteousness of the universe, and transformed back into the original peaceful and mellow innate true energy.

The purple-gold demonic energy hidden deep in his body became less and less stimulated and gradually calmed down.

"Everyone, this time, I respect my original sword years. The next time we meet again, I will use any means to eradicate you."

Zhao Wuji's figure flashed, and he actually didn't even care about the men he sent to the Dream Valley, and walked away on the spot.

"Bu Qingyun, or Yan Beifei, no matter what your name is in this life, cherish your last moments."

Liu Qiwen landed on another mountain and looked at the mountain where they had dueled before.

The mountain peak rumbled and sank down nearly ten meters. There was no one on the top of the mountain, only a cracked sword remained.

The breeze blew by, and with a clang, the sword broke from the crack.

"This guy……"

Gu Lanxiang fell next to Bai Tong, stabbed the ground with a stick, and the figure flipped down and whispered, "This guy is probably a six-star high-level one. No, we still didn't force him to use his true full strength just now. If he is beaten next time,

His surprise attack was very dangerous."

The golden skeleton flew closer, but was a step too slow.

"It's you?"

Liu Qiwen felt the aura of Guan Luoyang in Skull Gold, "No wonder he was able to defeat the Wuxiang Dharma King so quickly, but even you can't catch up with him."

Everyone was worried.

The most troublesome thing about Zhao Wuji hiding his strength is not only that it is difficult to determine the upper limit of his strength, but also that it is impossible to guess the reason why he does this.

If he is willing to be an envoy from the Demon Realm, with his strength, he can launch a large-scale counterattack before the reincarnations arrive and suppress the Huimeng Xinfa lineage.

Even if Hong Rixin is still there and Huimeng relics are there, they may not be able to stop Zhao Wuji, Yin Yang, and Wu Xiang from exerting their full strength.

But since Zhao Wuji did not do that, it means that he has other plans. From now on, when Guan Luoyang, Liu Qiwen and others do things, they must always be more vigilant to guess when the other party may take action and how to defend themselves.

It's easy to hide from open guns, but hard to guard against hidden arrows. This is what makes people really uncomfortable and uneasy.

The golden skeleton body was silent in the air for a while, then suddenly landed on the top of the mountain, sat down cross-legged, and made a seal with his hands as if they were there.

In an instant, the skeleton was filled with golden light, and all the Buddhist skills he could mobilize were mobilized in the most exquisite way.
To be continued...