Then, before the gap closed, they broke back again, and infinite sacred light bloomed and surged, vast and boundless.
A terrible sound was heard, and the heavenly palace of the highest spiritual world exploded. After thousands of collisions and charges between the two figures, the sacred patterns outside their bodies dimmed, and they quickly flew out.
There was blood at the corner of Wang Xuan's mouth, and the Dao rhyme net outside his body was in pieces, having been chopped apart by the opponent. The Dao rhyme texture flowing from his top bone was also temporarily extinguished.
The materialized knife in his hand broke, and the Sword of Origin also exploded, with countless fragments of light shooting here.
On the opposite side, the remnants of the Way of Death also shattered, the human figure was unstable, part of the body disappeared, the holy sword and the spear exploded, and the remnants of the text were born and died, and expanded like a raging wave.
With a swish, Wang Deng's figure became blurred and dim, and he stood on the edge of his own maze again, decisively performing the Death Technique once again.
He had nothing to waste, as things on the battlefield changed rapidly, and he needed to strike hard when he saw the right opportunity.
Boom!
It was like the center of the extraordinary world was changing, the rules of all worlds were shaking, and the word "death" slashed at the remaining text of the way of death, emitting a dazzling light. The force of the impact and collision between the two was extremely terrifying.
The remnants of the Way of Death could no longer maintain its human form, and many runes were shattered in an instant, breaking and partially extinguishing. This series of killer-level attacks caused great damage to it.
However, it still has not disappeared and is still rotating there. Endless mysterious fragments appear like stars in the sky, majestic and boundless, bringing about a large number of wonders.
There is an incomplete sea of light and a decayed universe, which seem to be gestating new life, as if a new path wants to be reborn and break out.
The fisherman behind the remnant of the fallen path is indeed remarkable. "In the huge palace, "Nothing" actually spoke and gave a high evaluation.
On the battlefield, Wang Xuan never stopped for a moment. The top of his head reappeared the extraordinary spectacle of surging tides. Wearing the armor of the Imperial Dao, he embodied the charm of the Flower of Vision. Brilliant light rain flowed around him, ready to be used at any time.
Moreover, he carried the materialized cutting knife and the sword of origin and attacked again.
"Um?
He was startled here. The remnants of the fallen Dao were in the flower world. In the decayed and broken deep space, a wisp of the mother energy of the Dao overflowed. Then
It transformed into a vague figure.
Then, a large number of fragments of text glowed and covered his body.
It's really outrageous. It can't be destroyed even after being killed many times.
It was a little stronger, and there was actually a shadow of Tao hidden in the remaining text, which seemed to be the true form of Yundao.
Wang Xuan had never encountered such an opponent before. He was used to crushing all opponents at the same level and defeating all enemies. But today he encountered such a tricky creature.
“A new path, born from decay?” His spiritual eye produced endless textures, like two cosmic whirlpools spinning.
In that case, you come and try my Dao!" Wang Xuan put away the knife, and the space between his index and middle fingers glowed, with complex textures interwoven, materializing into a piece of withered yellow paper, on which appeared various wonders, carrying his Dao. With a light stroke, the sky and the earth were split apart, and the world of the broken text collapsed!
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