The white-faced scholar's eyes widened, and the entire bone island immediately shook, as if the world was shattering, and it felt like Xiao Naihe was about to be overthrown.
Boom boom boom boom, boom boom boom.
The violent collision sounded as if it was about to be knocked out of the ocean and collide with the sky.
"He is worthy of being a saint of the past era, a person who dares to challenge the ideas of Buddha, demons, and the opposition."
Xiao Naihe smiled slightly.
This was originally just a very ordinary sentence, but to the ears of the white-faced scholar, it seemed very harsh, even as if he was mocking himself.
I only heard the cold voice of the white-faced scholar: "Am I out of touch? It seems that you want to give it a try? I would like to see how powerful today's young people are, with such an arrogant tone."
"Then please advise."
Xiao Naihe smiled lightly. Although his expression was very indifferent, his expression showed a sense of caution.
Even though this white-faced scholar has been suppressed for an era, he is still a strong man at the level of a saint. If he underestimates him, he is definitely seeking death.
"Red Wheel Palm."
The white-faced scholar spread his fingers and pressed down directly with a palm in the void, seeming to break the space defense line. The entire sea surface shook with a roar, as if it was about to overturn the entire body.
If you don't know the identity of the white-faced scholar, you will probably never think that this feather-fan-like scholar is like a great scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam and is full of economics. In the previous era, he once wanted to move the entire Buddha and Demon. The saintly and powerful person in both the government and the public.
In one move, he immediately revealed his absolutely unparalleled strength.
The entire abyss seemed to have become his own world. The white-faced scholar's thoughts seemed to have merged into his own body and locked onto Xiao Naihe.
At that moment, Xiao Naihe even felt the malice of the entire abyss towards him.
That is because the white-faced scholar has been suppressed for so many years and has spread his thoughts throughout the abyss, forming a feeling that the abyss is his world.
"Sure enough, under this abyss, your cultivation has not been suppressed, but the restrictions imposed by the Buddha and the devil are still suppressed on you, making it impossible for you to escape from this abyss."
Xiao Naihe's eyes flickered and he understood immediately.
"So what? Even if I can't get out of this abyss, you can't either, but I want to kill you like an ant."
This white-faced scholar was really angered by Xiao Naihe. He was completely murderous and wanted to kill Xiao Naihe completely.
Even though he has been suppressed for so many years, the years have not worn away his spirit. Instead, after being trapped in this ghost place for so many years, the white-faced scholar has long accumulated an evil fire in his heart, wishing to destroy everything. .
Xiao Naihe just gave this white-faced scholar an opportunity to explode.
"Refining and killing."
With a sound transmission, the white-faced scholar waved his big palm, and the wind from his palm blew, setting off wind and waves, which were a hundred feet high, rolled towards Xiao Naihe, and directly submerged on the Bone Island.
This white-faced scholar was a powerful saint among the human race back then. He had strange methods and infinite magical powers. He was definitely not that easy to deal with.
Of course, no one who can become a saint is simple.
"The Great Divine Wheel of the Heavens, give me the vacuum instead."
At this moment, Xiao Naihe's calm voice spread in the endless wind and waves. A huge divine wheel instantly emerged from Xiao Naihe's back, broke through the wind and waves, swept up directly, and hit the white-faced scholars below. .
"Good Taoism!"
Even if the white-faced scholar had murderous intentions towards Xiao Naihe at this time, he had to admit that Xiao Naihe's Taoist and magical powers were indeed powerful.
Just from this face-to-face confrontation, the white-faced scholar knew that this young man was a saint-level master just like him.
You must know that even when I was Xiao Naihe's age, I didn't even get involved in the late stage of Wuyuan.
At this time, even the white-faced scholar couldn't help but feel a trace of jealousy, which was a kind of jealousy towards the genius.
He forgot how many years it had been since he had such a mentality.
"Suppress it for me."
The white-faced scholar shouted loudly again, his whole body filled with demonic aura. Suddenly, strange words floated above his head, and each word seemed to contain extremely wonderful demonic aura.
When these words come together, they form an article, which is constantly fluttering and seems to form a flag.
"One word and one moment, one person and one devil, the world is ruthless, but I am eternal."
Every word shone brightly, and the white-faced scholar's voice seemed to come from eternity, ignoring the boundaries of space.
This article suddenly materialized, seemingly enveloping the entire abyss, and attacking Xiao Naihe.
"Very strong. Is this the holy and powerful man of this immortal world?"
This can be regarded as the first time Xiao Naihe has truly fought against a master of the same level in the Immortal Realm among the accomplished saints.
In the past, when I was in the first level, although I also fought against saints like Huang Lin and Bai Wuji, they didn't take me seriously at all, so they naturally wouldn't use their full strength.
And the current white-faced scholar has definitely used his own magical power and real power. Xiao Naihe can feel the endless power in this person, and he has the absolute strength to crush thousands of worlds.
"You are no match for me. Even for an immortal like me, it would be easy to kill you."
An inscrutable smile appeared on the face of the white-faced scholar, showing an expression of wisdom and everything under control.
Even if he showed such strategizing, Xiao Naihe didn't care.
"Really? Do you know? You always thought that I was suppressed here because I violated the restrictions of the Buddha and the devil. Have you ever thought that I actually came in on my own initiative?"
As Xiao Naihe spoke, a layer of light surrounded his body, like a cassock, protecting the inside and outside.
Hearing these words, the white-faced scholar was slightly startled, then his pupils shrank, and he said slowly: "What do you want to say? Did you come in on your own initiative? Came under Jiuyuan on your own initiative? You know, even some saints are in this ghost place. If you can’t survive it, you think I will believe your lies.”
"Whether you believe it or not, it doesn't matter to me. Anyway, I have seen the living saints in the Immortal Realm, which is enough. Although you want to kill me, I have no intention of killing you. I just want to suppress you directly. That’s all.”
Xiao Naihe spoke lightly, as if chatting and laughing.
"Suppress me?" The white-faced scholar smiled instead of getting angry.
There are actually people in the world who say that they want to suppress themselves again. This is undoubtedly the most taboo point of the white-faced scholar who has been touched.
"Except for Jiuyuan, it is impossible for anyone to suppress me. Boy, even if you are also a saint, I will let you try today. What does suppression mean?"
While speaking, the white-faced scholar clapped his hands and pulled out a long hidden knife. With a crackling sound, it was like lightning moving and spinning rapidly.
This hidden knife is obviously a great magic weapon for the white-faced scholar.
The entire sea surface suddenly floated into whirlpools, and finally formed water columns and rolled up into the air.
That aura could almost shatter a whole world, and it immediately revealed the white-faced scholar's absolute strength.
The thoughts formed by the demonic energy attacked Xiao Naihe in the form of words, like ten thousand swords, shuttling back and forth.
"I said I would suppress you, and I will suppress you."
Xiao Naihe laughed, his expression indifferent.
As he spoke, a pillar flew out from between his eyebrows.
The entire pillar seemed to be leading to the nine heavens and breaking through the sky.
Compared with the bone tree on the bone island, it looks vaguely bigger.
"This is... the breath of chaos? Is it the legendary chaos energy?"
The face of the white-faced scholar changed drastically, and he quickly retreated. The characters in the air started to rotate rapidly, and they were wrapped around Xiao Naihe, trying to seal Xiao Naihe.
But the pillar summoned by Xiao Naihe fell from the sky and smashed the hidden knife in the hand of the white-faced scholar into pieces.
The momentum of the collision was like overwhelming the world, destroying everything and smashing everything into pieces.
Absolutely domineering and arrogant!
"This is called the Huntian Pillar. It is a treasure of the Ancient World Clan. You should have heard of it."
"Huntian Pillar? It is a treasure created by the Ancient World Clan back then. According to legend, it has disappeared. How could it suddenly appear?"
"Just because you can't get something doesn't mean I can't get it. Using Hun Tianzhu to suppress you is more than enough."
When Xiao Naihe spoke, Hun Tianzhu suddenly showed his absolutely unparalleled power. Countless powers erupted, boundless and majestic, seeming to sweep the entire abyss into it, destroying all existence and destroying the entire world. The world is like heaven and earth, no one can stop it.
As soon as the white-faced scholar's power touched the Huntian Pillar, it was instantly shattered, and his powerful spiritual thoughts were directly hit hard.
Hun Tianzhu is a magic weapon that was painstakingly created by the ancestors of the ancient saints when they obtained a trace of Chaos Qi. It is naturally powerful.
Now the white-faced scholar wants to compete head-on with Hun Tianzhu, and there is absolutely no benefit.
His spiritual thoughts had just been released and collided with Hun Tianzhu. Suddenly all the white-faced scholar's spiritual thoughts were knocked away.
They exploded one after another and spread across the sky.
"I heard that back then, you were called the Patriarch of Literature, and you practiced the magic way with calligraphy and painting as your subject matter. After practicing the Wuyuan Saint, you unleashed the holy light, unmatched by anyone, the God of Weapons!"
When he heard the words 'Bingchishen', the old man was suddenly stunned for a moment. He had not heard anyone call him this name for who knows how many years.
At this time, hearing his name from Xiao Naihe's mouth, even Bingchi Shen felt an inexplicable helplessness.
Sizzle sizzle.
Intense chaotic thunder flashed continuously in the Huntian Pillar, and Bingchi Shen knew at this time that he had encountered a hard idea. (To be continued)