As time passes by minute by minute, the strength of Wuhu and the first emperor son Mo Feng is also rising bit by bit, always in a stalemate. Sometimes, Wuhu has a little advantage, and sometimes, Mo Feng has a little advantage. However, these advantages are minimal and not enough to allow them to take the real initiative in the battle situation.

"Buddhism and Taoism merge!"

Suddenly, Mo Feng roared like a beast. At that time, the two great souls of the golden body Buddha and the Taoist Dharma image were like two yin and yang fish, tangled together, and combined for a rather strange Dharma image. There was the tall and vigorous Buddha and the elegant and elegant Taoist masters. The two charms were perfectly integrated together and stood on the top of his body's head.

When that was the case, Mo Feng's strength soared to a higher level, and overwhelmed the black throat in an all-round way.

"When false is true, true is false, true is false, true is false and true! The world of illusion, draw the ground into a prison!"

Mo Feng roared again, and the world of the hundred-foot arena suddenly began to shrink. His naked eyes clearly saw the barrier of this world manifestation, constantly closing towards the center.

The mirage dragon that evolved into this illusion world saw this, that is, time, the mirage smoke and clouds spewed rapidly, blessing the illusion world and blocking Mo Feng's control. However, it was useless and had no effect at all. Seeing this, this mirage dragon was no longer troublesome and directly chose to break off contact with this illusion world.

However, when the Mirage Dragon began to implement it, he found that he could not do this at all, as if an invisible power had completely imprisoned it on this illusion world, making it a provider of the power of this world.

In the blink of an eye, the barrier of the fantasy world came to Mo Feng, as if it was illusory. Just like this, he passed by directly without any effect. After passing through Mo Feng, the barrier of the world instantly condensed and continued to shrink towards the center and squeeze.

"Even if you can't borrow the power of others, you can't do it, let alone the power you borrow is false. That's even more useless!" In response to this, Wuhu didn't care, and snorted coldly, his hands moved together, and a magic seal was released to set off. Wuhu was like the sun, and his pores were sprayed with brilliant white rays.

This white light energy was extremely fierce, and a line shone through the illusion world of mirage evolved. At that time, it was like an illusory bubble, and disappeared silently.

The Mirage Dragon discovered at this moment that the illusion world that shackles itself was gone, but it was no longer shackles. When that was the case, it quickly retreated and stayed away from this place of right and wrong.

Mo Feng, however, did not expect that Wuhu could break the killing moves that his own Buddhist and Taoist fusion could be so easily.

Mo Feng’s two aspects of Buddhism and Taoism are not ordinary Buddhist and Taoism, but complement each other. When the two are in harmony, they are the third among the three thousand great ways of creation, second only to the way of power and the way of destiny.

Of course, Mo Feng's strength is far from being able to exert the true power of the Heavenly Way of Creation. However, he can also exert the power of creation, activate the cardinal of heaven and earth, and create all things in nature.

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

However, his understanding of the power of creation was still too shallow. This kind of creation seemed to transform the essence of affairs, but in fact, it did not change completely. Therefore, under the illumination of the power of the Supreme Yang, the illusory essence was restored and destroyed.

"I didn't expect that you could actually use the Secret Seal of the Demise to such a level. However, with the power of magic weapons, you can't be considered a skill!"

In a bad mood, Mo Feng also retorted.

But Wuhu did not say anything again. Instead, after destroying the illusion world, he streaked across the sky like a fire meteor and crashed towards Mo Feng.

Mo Feng frowned slightly, but soon, he returned to calm. At this time, his hands moved together, and dozens of tricks were used to form a unique magic seal.

One of the magic seals is time, "Swish" a sharp and bright sword light burst out, like a river running, pouring thousands of miles.

However, the sword light did not go towards the Black-throated general, but stood in the void above his head. That is, time, a crack that seemed real and illusory, seemed virtual and real, appeared in the sky.

"The power of the original wish, blessing!"

Mo Feng shouted again, and in the crack of the space, a stream of springs and waterfalls drooped down, directly pouring on the Dharma image achieved by the confluence of the Buddha and Taoism. That is, time, the Dharma image achieved by the Buddha and Taoism rivers, the breath of water rises and the ship is high, faintly, a breath of the golden immortal peak, exudes, showing a great pressure.

Invisibly, the speed of the impact of the black throat was affected, as if the laws of the world they were in were distorted and changed, and all were transforming in the favorable direction of Mo Feng.

"Very good!"

Feeling this breath, Wuhu not only did not have any fear, but was very happy in his heart. Because he had the Supreme Sun God, and as long as he was really willing, he could break the suppression of some laws of heaven and earth at any time, so that his own combat power could soar to the level of the Golden Immortal.

Although, in terms of the battle for the position of the White Emperor, this approach violates the regulations. After all, their battle is not about the real strength, but about the size of their combat power at the same level.

It is obvious that in this regard, Wuhu is not as good as the first emperor's son Mo Feng. However, he is a demon. He only has hatred and no friendship for the Lingkong Immortal Realm, the Western Heaven, and the Buddhism. If it weren't for this, he was worried that he might seem too abrupt to do so directly, making people doubt his identity and unable to complete the subsequent inheritance of the position of the White Emperor, he would have long demonstrated the strength of the Golden Immortal at its peak, and there would be no need to be so troublesome.

However, if Mo Feng, the first emperor son, also made this breakthrough, then he would also make a breakthrough, which would be much "normal".

Therefore, at this moment, it can be said that Wuhu is the person who most hopes Mo Feng will make a real breakthrough, and this hope even surpasses Mo Feng himself.

Because Mo Feng's own hope is also somewhat lacking. After all, this situation can be said to be unprecedented and a first experience in the world. At least, it has never been recorded.

Mo Feng's soaring strength made the Supreme Elder of the Imperial Court very happy. However, the Supreme Elders of various Buddhist sects were not very happy. Because it is very likely that their plans would be useless. Especially the advocate of the alliance of the great sects. This was even more so. At this moment, his calmness, grace and calmness had completely disappeared, and he seemed extremely solemn and nervous. In a vague way, he could see that there was a faint light of water on his forehead. It was sweat.

The body of the Golden Immortal is flawless and pure. There is only one possibility for sweating, that is, you cannot achieve perfect control of your own body.

"town!"

Mo Feng's unique Buddhist and Taoist combination Dharma image. Although the aura of the Golden Immortal that is emitting is getting stronger and stronger, it is always impossible to truly break through to that level, just as if there is an invisible barrier that is blocking him.

Seeing Wushu's body, Mo Feng rushed over, but did not continue to impact, but chose to take action.

The huge Dharma image of Buddhism and Taoism combined with Dharma, with a loud shout, a finger of his right hand stretched out, and pointed it towards the black throat in front of him.

At this moment, the sky and the earth seemed to be imprisoned, and the sphere of sunshine transformed into black throat also instantly froze in the air. It was as if time had been frozen at this moment.

"Swish--"

With a light sound, a sharp sword light shot out in the convergence of Buddhism and Taoism, and killed the black throat that was frozen in the void.

"when--"

With a crisp sound like a croaking sound of gold and iron, the sharp sword light penetrated into the sunshine ball. However, it was unable to cut a sword. It only cut a few feet into it, and then it was weak and could no longer move forward.

Mo Feng was about to withdraw his sword and replace it with the Golden Ring Zen Staff, but suddenly he sensed a powerful force surged out from the sunshine ball. In an instant, he rushed to the flying sword and flew backwards and killed him.

"How is it possible that he relies on a magic weapon? Even if it is a top-level treasure, with his initial level of Golden Immortal cultivation, it is impossible to activate his power to such a level! Could it be that he is the destined lord of the Zhenyou Shen Seal, is he actively helping him?

It's not right. If this were the case, he would have already shown the power of the Golden Immortal Top and knocked me out. This is not right, that is not right. What's the reason?"

Mo Feng couldn't figure it out.

It is precisely because of this incomprehension that Mo Feng was in a mess.

Because Mo Feng does have a secret technique that can break through this barrier in a short time and reach the level of the Golden Immortal. However, this secret technique is very expensive, and it is not a last resort. He doesn't want to use it at all.

If he could determine the reason, he could make a choice easily. Because, if he determined the reason for such powerful supreme power, he could judge how long the control of such powerful power would last.

If it lasts for a short time, then he can choose not to use the secret technique and continue to engage in such a stalemate, a stalemate battle, and use the hard consumption to kill the black throat. If it lasts for a very long time, or even longer than the blessing of his own original power, then he will have no worries. He will directly use the secret technique to achieve a leap in strength and instantly crush the black throat. Because this is the only way to victory, so the cost of effort is very worth it.

However, because of the uncertainty now, if he directly chose to use the secret technique, it would be fine if he had to pay such a price. However, if not, then he would have suffered a serious crime in vain, and it might even cause a great obstacle to the future path of cultivation.

In this entanglement, another moment of time passed.

In this matter, Wuhu is still extremely powerful, and even his strength has increased in such a battle, and he has once again been with him.

Because the growth of Wushu's strength does not soar like Mo Feng, but is piled up bit by bit. Therefore, no one has any questions about the growth of its strength. Each one can think that this is the natural burst of Wushu's potential in the battle.

"Now, both of them have reached the critical point of the Golden Immortal. It is impossible to either break through or not. It is impossible to get promotion at this level!"

"Yes, I really didn't expect that this time, these two geniuses could emerge. Now, our genius is about to become famous. But unfortunately, such genius is not among our sects."

"It's better not to be anymore. If you do, it will be difficult for you to sit on the Diaoyutai as firmly as you are now. Being in it would be a disaster!"

"You are right! Then do you think, who will win in the end, the two of them?"

"From the current situation, the key to their victory is who can cross this barrier and achieve the ultimate Golden Immortal combat power! Although, from my heart, I hope that the little monk Haiyin can win, but from the current performance, he is the first emperor son Mo Feng, which is more promising.

Because Mo Feng still has the strength to do it, but the little monk Haiyin is already giving his all."

Speaking of this, the elder of the Buddhist sect paused for a moment, and then practiced again, "Of course, it may not be true. Although the little monk Haiyin has already shown his full strength, his own potential can still be excavated layer by layer and unsealed. If he can continue to unseal as before, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be able to rush to the level of the Golden Immortal Top first!"

"Don't you say the same as not saying it? In the end, there was still no conclusion!"

"Then give me a conclusion!"

"I will give it to you. According to me, the final winner must be the little monk Haiyin!"

"Oh? Why are you so sure!"

"intuition!"

"Intuition, this is a bit absurd!"

"Otherwise, my intuition is based on it!"

"What is the basis?"
Chapter completed!