I saw wisps of thunder energy exploding around Zhou Yi, bright yellow electricity and mottled water mist crisscrossing, and there were crackling sounds and countless tiny sparks visible to the naked eye all around.
Then, the mist was gradually evaporated into boundless water vapor by the scorching fire, obscuring the vision of the entire space, making it difficult to distinguish everything. Immediately afterwards, the electric current surged, the thunder energy shot out, and the destructive blasting thunder spread rapidly along the air, and the lightning flashed straight to where Zhou Yi was standing!
Just as Zhou Yi was about to respond, he saw the boundless scorching fire rushing at him again, causing the surrounding air to swarm for no reason. A fierce wind blew in his face, and the hurricane in the air in front of him spun violently, turning into one solid air wall after another. The strong wind drove the Mingyi Heavenly Fire that was coming straight at him, and the wind helped the fire. As soon as the two most powerful forces in the world met, a series of loud noises broke out.
Boom, boom, boom...
There were continuous loud noises, as if countless gunpowder exploded at the same time. The air was almost collapsed by the impact of this violent air wave. The space was distorted very badly, which was shocking and terrifying. It seemed that even the space could not withstand the fight between the two.
Seeing this earth-shattering, god-frightening move, everyone present could not help but stay away from it, fearing that they would be caught up in the aftermath and lose their lives in vain.
At this point in the battle, the fight between these two has far exceeded the realm of mortals!
This is a battle between "God" and "Devil"!
It was late at night and cold.
I don't know when most of the long night has passed, the bright moon has already set behind the western hills, and only the stars are twinkling in the sky, illuminating the world.
The sky and the earth were filled with a deep night, and a bitter cold wind was howling from the side of the tower, making the already battered and dilapidated Zhiyue Tower even more dilapidated, which was truly a cause for regret!
At this moment, the turbulence in the field was even more severe, as if sensing the news that Zhou Yi was not dead yet, the Great Demon God's fists became more powerful, and the changes in the supernatural powers within the tornado became more violent. The Mingyi Sky Fire, the Zhelei Fist, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Wind, the Cold Night Rain, and the power of the Four Symbols were constantly transforming and endless, and the power continued to climb to an unprecedented peak!
"You should have enjoyed the feeling of being superior enough, now it's your turn to take my sword!" A distant voice suddenly burst out from the center of the storm. Judging from the strong force in the voice, Zhou Yi seemed to still have some strength left
The Great Demon God was extremely furious. He had always been arrogant and considered himself invincible. If his trump card Heavenly Tribulation Fist could not quickly defeat Zhou Yi, wouldn't it be a great loss of face
But before the Great Demon could launch a powerful attack, a strange feeling slowly came from the center of the storm.
Gradually, Zhou Yi's faint figure gradually emerged from the storm, like a small boat in the raging waves, seemingly in danger of collapsing at any time.
However, Zhou Yi's body movements suddenly began to change from being light and agile before to being extremely violent. Just as Zhou Yi's body was like willow catkins before, now he was like thunder dancing wildly under the sky.
His sword moved faster and faster, as if it wanted to tear apart the void.
The dark clouds covering the top of the head were gradually dispelled, and the entire night sky was illuminated by Zhou Yi's sword light, as bright as day. It was completely shrouded in sword energy, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard in the corner.
Zhou Yi's momentum was gradually rising at this time, and just when it was about to reach its peak, Zhou Yi's figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, just like the willow catkins swaying in the wind and suddenly stopped.
The sword shadows and sword lights in the sky did not dissipate. Instead, they swayed down beside Zhou Yi like falling petals.
Gradually, Zhou Yi's eager sword dance just now showed traces of their presence, turning into perfect sword circles, densely covering the entire tornado. The round circles instead embodied an indescribable mysterious meaning.
Ding... ... .
Immediately afterwards, the fighting spirit drew out one last mysterious and harmonious sword circle out of thin air, and the Yang Fire instantly turned into the Yin Fire Retreat Talisman. The Yin Qi and the Yang Qi began to collide with each other, and all the sword circles were instantly connected into a mysterious and extraordinary whole that was difficult to separate.
When the two collided, a thunderous clanging sound rang out, followed by visible ripples that spread across the void, setting off countless energy storms.
Then, the "Xianmen" appeared.
An irresistible and tremendous force surged out from the Immortal Gate, and a deep and distant black void appeared in the sky. Then, the boundless suction force coming from the Immortal Gate instantly sucked the Great Demon God and Zhou Yi in at the same time!
In the blink of an eye, the two gods and demons who were fighting for life and death in mid-air just now disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye
Su Haoran looked up impatiently, trying to find some clues, but a hand slowly patted his shoulder from behind. He looked back and saw Zhushen Wunian, smiling and saying.
"For a thousand cups of wine to not get drunk, all we need to do is believe it!"
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Tubo, the holy land of Tantric Buddhism, the Potala Palace!
The sky is as blue as a mirror, dotted with a few leisurely white clouds. The majestic red palace under the sky makes it look more holy and lofty.
But today, an uninvited guest filled with murderous intent came to this pure land!
How many years!
The Potala Palace has not faced such a brutal fight for many years!
Thousands of disciples and hundreds of abbots were so vulnerable when facing just "one person"!
That person entered from the mountain gate and killed his way to the main hall. He passed through five gates and killed six generals along the way. Not a single one of them could defeat him. After defeating hundreds of people in a row, his strength did not decrease at all. Instead, he became more and more courageous, as if he would never get tired. He became more and more arrogant and murderous!
"Namo Amitabha! I am the Secret Master Shi Wuliang, and I respectfully welcome you, Your Excellency!"
A thunderous Buddhist chant sounded in the square in front of the temple. Shi Wuliang just casually exhaled and started chanting, and it was like the lion's roar of Vajra Zen. The sound was immediately heard for miles away, showing his extraordinary inner strength.
The Lion's Thundering Sound had not yet stopped, and Shi Wuliang had already launched a thunderous attack. He was already famous in the Western Regions for his fiery temper. Now that he was being attacked in the open Potala Palace, how could he let it go? As soon as he launched a move, he used the profound secret skill of Tantric Buddhism - Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita Merit!
The extraordinary power of the Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants, combined with the extraordinary palm power to subdue demons and monsters, blasted out and hit directly on the top of the madman's head!
However, that person's movements were not affected by Shi Wuliang's lion's roar at all. He did not retreat a single step and faced Shi Wuliang's palm and attacked him.
Bang!
A huge roar resounded through the sky, and the results of the battle were beyond expectations.
Shi Wuliang, who had already mastered the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Sutra and had the power of ten dragons and ten elephants, was actually knocked dozens of feet away? He struggled to hold on to his body, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood, making a sound of gritting his teeth.
"God of War... ... Catalog... ... " (To be continued)