Aspiring to the Immortal Path

The Nine Heavenly Tribulation Sword is one of the greatest achievements that Tang Jie has achieved through painstaking cultivation in the Sky Fire Tower.

Even with He Chong's strength, this terrifying Heavenly Tribulation Knife felt extremely difficult to resist.

Admiralty will explode with a strong flame every time it is attacked by the Heavenly Sword. Although it is not as vigorous as the main body, its terrifying amount has instantly magnified its power by countless times. The theory of attack power alone has even surpassed the power of the main body. .

Those flashes of lightning struck He Chong's body, just like a thunderstorm in the sky, and He Chong had to allocate half of his energy to defend.

The result was that the attack from the body increased instantly, and the three soldiers roared out rounds of wild dancing whirlwinds, splitting the mountains and opening the mountains, and counter-killing He Chong.

He Chong couldn't hold back anymore, his face flashed with hostility.

He knew that he had no room for delay, and the realm improvement brought by divine consciousness would eventually have a limit. Once he couldn't maintain it and his realm fell, he would no longer be Tang Jie's opponent.

The body power is generally thick and cannot be killed for a while. In contrast, the clone is strong in attack and weak in defense, so it is better to kill it first.

Thinking of this, He Chong turned his head to look at the clone.

There was no movement, just a flash of electricity between his eyes, and a flash of electricity had already hit Tang Jie's avatar while the situation was surging.

This time, taking the item for the job is extremely fast and unstoppable.

Snapped!

The lightning fell on the clone, causing him to fly away. He Chong was already laughing, even if he was hit by a stick by the main body, it was worth it.

However, the next moment, the avatar rolled a few times in the clouds, then stopped, as if nothing happened, his hands still held the Nine Heavens Tribulation Seal, and the endless Heavenly Sword fell. A round of Nine Heavens Tribulation Blade passed, and another round of release, Tang Jie did not hesitate to attack frantically with his mana.

"How is it possible?" He Chong was so shocked that he was about to fly.

He knows his power best, not to mention the spirit ring, even the heart demon stage can't resist it.

The next moment, he saw the doppelganger wearing a piece of armor under the torn clothes.

The armor was shining with golden light, it looked ordinary and unremarkable, and it looked a little like the armor of the gods. But He Chong knew that it was definitely not a Celestial Armor.

The ordinary Celestial Armor couldn't resist his own blow, but the one shot I just landed on this Armor didn't even carry a mark.

What the **** is that?

A ray of sunlight shone on the armor, bringing out a dazzling brilliance. At that moment, He Chong finally saw it clearly.

"Mica fine gold!" he yelled sharply.

Unexpectedly, the clone was actually wearing an armor made of mica fine gold.

"Not only he has it, I also have it!" The body laughed wildly, "Chop!"

The long-handled machete cut to the top of He Chong's head again.

"Duh!" He Chong shouted violently, raising his fist and rushing forward.

The fist wind collided with the knife light, and the knife light cut open the shadow of the fist and fell straight down, slashing on He Chong's arm.

"Aw!" He Chong let out a hysterical roar, an arm has been directly smashed by the knife of the main body.

He drew back frantically, his mind revolved, his lost arm was quickly regenerated, and at the same time, the clone in the distance had already sacrificed something.

That is a picture, a picture shining brilliantly with countless stars.

As soon as this picture appeared, it filled the world, and countless beams of light surged, bringing up the sky.

There is the golden dragon spear with five claws, the three-legged golden crow that stretches its wings as the sun rises, the giant axe with the bull's head, the silver whip of half human and half snake pointing to the sky, and the mandrill beasts worshiping the sun and the moon and soaring. , There are mountains and rivers and giant mountains dancing down the sky, there are **** towers flying around the sky, there is the dazzling marlboro platform, and there are thirteen **** swords that shatter the sky and dance the stars.

Zhoutian Star Wanbao Array!

Facing this array of countless magic weapons, He Chong couldn't sit back and watch, he could only resist with his thoughts. At the same time he turned countless means to resist, the impact from the body had reappeared, and the three soldiers broke through He Chong's body protection like a rotten force, and once again smashed half of his body to shreds.

He Chong desperately repaired in the wailing sound, the broken body recovered again, the combined attack of the main body and the clone was a persistent pursuit, the clone entangled, the main body attacked, the main body defended, and the clone attacked. With one body and two souls, and agile advancement, there will be no one better than cooperating with oneself.

In this crazy attack, He Chong discovered that the realm of the Purple Mansion he was proud of was still not Tang Jie's opponent.

He yelled in panic: "This is impossible, impossible, I am the Purple Mansion!"

"Nothing is impossible." The body replied coldly: "Purple mansion, soul condensing/refining like an entity, purple mansion canopy is like a golden bell. You have the mind of the gods to lean on as a soul-protecting bell, but your soul can be condensed. /Have you practiced? Without the true soul of condensing/refining, how can you manipulate the heavens and the earth!!!"

The roar sounded like an evening drum and morning bell, which immediately awakened He Chong's arrogant heart.

Yes, the soul is not condensed, what is the name of the purple mansion?

His real body is still a soul, even if he is blessed by the gods, he is no more than a fake.

"I... after all, it's not the Purple Mansion." He Chong said with a gray face.

"Just understand!" Tang Jie responded loudly and rushed again.

Seeing that he could no longer stop Tang Jie, He Chong said grimly: "What if it is not the Purple Mansion? My god's thoughts are true. Do you think it has only this ability? You are wrong, Tang Jie, **** How can you imagine the majesty!"

With his roar, the phantom behind He Chong's head suddenly shined.

At this moment, he gave up the practice of protecting himself with the thought of the gods, but truly released the original power of the mind of the gods, although it was only a single blow, but with unmatched majestic power.

The imaginary image of Guangfa Tianzun in the sky gradually solidified.

Like a giant standing on top of the earth, with moth crest feathers, like a fairy, he still holds a book in his hand.

He raised his hand lightly and pointed towards Tang Jie.

Ever since, the whole world seems to have only the power of this finger left.

As if the giant pillar of the sky is poking into the sky.

At that moment, Tang Jie could even clearly feel that if he forcibly blocked this finger, he would definitely be crushed.

Is this one-thousandth of the power of God's mind?

One in a thousand has such a huge power, I really don't know what a real person is now.

Looking at the finger that fell from the sky like the Optimus Pillar, Tang Jie's expression even appeared in a trance.

In the face of such an attack, he actually aroused a feeling of resignation from deep in his heart.

This finger didn't hurt him, it hurt his heart first, and it actually weakened his fighting spirit.

Seeing this, there was brilliance flowing in the Firebird's eyes, and a soaring flame was set off on his body, as if he was considering whether to make a move.

Seeing Tang Jie suddenly soaring into a raging battle intent, he broke the supreme mighty power that God had imposed on him that day.

Looking at the pinnacles falling from the sky, Tang Jie said with a frantic laugh: "The sky is broken and the earth is cracked without fear. !"

With this killing, the rear clone had thrown something out, it was the Emperor Blade.

Tang Jie's fourth arm grabbed the emperor blade and instantly transformed into a slender iron rod. The four soldiers faced the sky, clenched their fists, and spurred all their strength towards the sky.

charge!

charge!

charge!

With all the fighting spirit and madness, Tang Jie rushed forward and smashed the weapon in his hand at the fingertips that fell from the sky.

There was a sudden blast in the sky that had the strongest air current since the battle.

This air current vortexes the remaining clouds, sweeping across the four directions, the qi surges, the mountains are cracked, the ground is shaken, and even the sky energy cover bursts out a strong flame produced by the impact of energy.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

Tang Jie, He Chong, and the gods' fingers were all motionless.

For a moment, I heard a clicking sound.

A slender crack suddenly broke out at the fingertips of God that day.

Then the crack wandered quickly and expanded crazily, rapidly spawning countless cracks, and in an instant it was densely covered with fingers like a cobweb.

Then the finger began to shatter from the fingertips, piece by piece, piece by piece, large pieces collapsed, disappearing in the void, and even the idol of that day began to collapse and dissipated in the void. When the collapse continued to the head of the **** statue, seeing the moment when it was about to disappear, the firebirds in the distance suddenly let out a long sound of neighing.

Later that day, the **** image stagnated, and the final image no longer collapsed, but directly turned into a divine light and flew towards the firebird. The firebird's head swallowed the divine light.

At the same time, Tang Jie's stalemate body suddenly shook, and then exploded into a cloud of blood.

Under the action of the huge divine power of the gods, Tang Jie's bones were shattered, and every bone was broken into the most uniform and smallest gravel. The flesh and blood were evaporated into aerosol, and the meridian, hair and skin no longer existed.

From the perspective of life, Tang Jie's body at this time was already a completely dead person.

But at the moment he exploded into blood mist, the distant clone pointed at the main body, and the shattered body of the main body had actually begun to recover again.

The way of life.

It's also because this is a clone. Although the way of life is strong, unless it is the master of life, it is impossible to remember the death and return to life.

It's just that Tang Jie is different. He is a soul double body. To a certain extent, one body is only half of his life. Therefore, for Tang Jie, resurrection is not a resurrection, but a reorganization.

Even so, it is not enough.

Fortunately, he also comprehended the Tao of Yin and Yang, and the first conception of the Tao of Yin and Yang he comprehended was life and death.

With a finger at this moment, the cycle of life and death turned, and the clone spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the whole person's vitality and blood decayed accordingly. However, with the help of this finger, Tang Jie turned life and death, giving the body a little fire of life at the same time, and then expanded the flame with the way of life, reorganizing the body.

This is also the biggest trump card that Tang Jie dares to face He Chong.

Even so, with the power of the body, this resurrection still consumed the clone's hundred years of life. This is because it is just a reorganization. If it is to regenerate from nothing, even if the clone is drained, it will not be possible to do it, unless he has a deeper understanding of the way of life. The deeper the understanding of the way of life, the smaller the cost of life.

At this moment, with the effect of the way of life, the **** smoke dissipated, and the image of the body had once again appeared majestic.

He stepped out of the void and recovered from death, as if reborn from the ashes, without the joy of resurrection from death, but with the comprehension of phoenix nirvana.

Looking at his fist, he murmured: "This... is life and death!"

At the next moment, a series of 18 Dao patterns appeared horizontally, directly branding in his body.

After Tang Jie went through a life-and-death transition, his concept of life and death became clearer. The direct effect of this clarity was that he actually condensed eighteen yin and yang patterns in an instant.

At this moment, the body had just resurrected and waved to the clone. The body that had just decayed had repeated its health. This time, it was the body's turn to rule the clone, but it was even more light-hearted.

Turning around, Tang Jie said slowly: "Now, what tricks do you have?"

Without the idea of ​​the gods, He Chong no longer has the capital to fight Tang Jie.

He was stunned for a while, and shouted loudly: "No!"

Suddenly rushed towards Tang Jie.

At that moment, there was no life or death, no grudges, only the final counterattack in despair.

At this moment, he didn't want to win, and didn't want to kill Tang Jie. He was just instinctive and unwilling to give up.

Tianyueshang gathered a cold blade of light in his hand, slashing towards Tang Jie in the violent cold wind.

Tang Jie just stood still.

At the moment when the sword wind hit the body, he raised his hand and slammed a punch.

This fist shook the boundless, with endless mighty power, it actually had a bit of the power of the previous god's finger.

He Chong's Desperate Heavenly Sword collided with Tang Jie's fist wind, just like a clear breeze hitting a mountain, and it was instantly dissipated invisible, and the huge pressure continued to be pressed like a mountain, slamming on He Chong's body.

He Chong closed his eyes and went to his death.

However, at the moment when the fist wind reached his body, he felt a breeze blowing away. The endless wild fist wind, without hurting him for a moment, just blew through him.

"Illusion?" He Chong blurted out. Immediately he realized that if it was an illusion, it would be impossible to shake his knife away.

However, what kind of spell is it that shatters the sword, but does not hurt anyone?

He Chong puzzled.

Tang Jie said leisurely: "The way of yin and yang is just a little trick of transforming the real from the false."

With this moment of Dao tattooing into the body, Tang Jie was finally able to control his attacks as freely as the Firebird, but compared to the firebird’s manipulation, Tang Jie’s methods were obviously much more immature and jerky, but even so, Falling into He Chong's eyes is also an extremely miraculous thing.

"The way of yin and yang, the conversion of reality and illusion..." He Chong murmured: "So, have you understood these many avenues?"

Looking at the sky blankly, He Chong's heart suddenly became clear at that moment.

Lost!

There is no need to struggle any more, he has completely defeated, and there is no hope of turning over.

In fact, he knew it would happen a long time ago.

The ending has been doomed from the day of entering the secret realm, here, Tang Jie is in control of everything. He just wasn't reconciled, he still wanted to struggle, and wanted to get rid of that established fate.

However, when the failure really came, He Chong felt relieved.

Without the hesitation, confusion and fear of the past, He Chong just said: "Since I have lost, you still don't do it?"

He closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

"Kill you?" Tang Jie sneered as if a giant was watching the ants under his feet, "Why kill you? If I wanted you to die, you would have died a long time ago. Killing does not have to be better than you. To me, you who are alive are more valuable than you are dead."

He Chong was stunned for a while, then understood, and laughed a long way: "Do you want me to betray the Celestial Palace? Tang Jie, are you dreaming? Kill if you want to kill it. It's impossible for me to betray the Celestial Palace!"

Tilted his head slightly, Tang Jie showed a disdainful smile on his face: "Tian Shen Gong? Do I need your betrayal to deal with it?"

Flip his hand, Tai Xuan Zhong has appeared in the hands of the distant clone. Seeing this thing, He Chong's whole body trembled: "Xuan Zhong Zi... is he also dead in your hands?"

"It's not just him." Tang Jie said coldly: "Yingtang twelve eagles, two elders of gold and silver, He Yueyang, Li Song, proud winged tiger, Feng Buzhi..."

So loud names popped out of Tang Jie’s mouth. In addition to the people of the two factions of the gods and beasts, there are also countless small sects in Moqiu. He Chong shivered and shouted: "No, no, this impossible!"

"Impossible?" Tang Jie raised his eyebrows slightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The avatar in the distance had brought Duan and Deng over, and then sacrificed the Zhoutian star map. This time it was not used to attack, but only from The 13-point cold star is removed in the picture.

That is the thirteen divine swords from Wushuang Jiange.

"The swords of Jianzhong are here. More, just like this..." Tang Jie pointed his hand and pointed it on He Chong's Tianyueshang.

The magic weapon shattered and turned into a bit of golden sand, which fell into Tang Jie's hands, lifted the emperor blade, and the golden sand melted into it. He Chong was stunned to see it.

"So now you should understand, I want to deal with the Tianshen Palace, I really don't need you." During the speech, Tang Jie changed back to his normal shape, his blood was released, and he automatically condensed into a large red cloak and draped on his body, looking majestic and majestic.

"Then what do you want to do if you keep me?" He Chong stared at Tang Jie with big eyes.

Tang Jie smiled and said: "He Chong, although you are in the soul-transforming stage, your strength is not good in the soul-transforming stage. You are really good at it, but you have never been fighting."

"Array Dao?" He Chong finally understood what Tang Jie wanted.

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