Creation and immortality: I can manifest endless talents

In the Tianhuang Realm, on the dome.

At this time, two figures were looking at each other from a distance.

The two races, appearances, and ages were completely different. The only thing in common was that both of them were covered with a layer of hazy golden light.

If a king-level Return to the Void strongman came here, he would understand the meaning of this layer of hazy golden light.

The last step of the Return to the Void realm, invulnerable to all methods!

As long as one step further, you can enter the three steps of ascending to the god, and you will definitely stand at the top of the world.

At this time, although the two sides have not yet fought, ripples of the void began to emerge around them and spread to the distance.

The ripples collided with each other, erupting with a silent roar.

The great sound is silent, and thunder is heard in the silence.

It seems that there is no sound at all, but it is actually more shocking than those collisions that collapse the sky and crack the earth.

"Do you really want to stand up for the Black Demon Clan?"

The current Palace Master of the Martial God Palace, Wu Pokong, was dressed in a black battle robe, his posture was as straight as a spear, and his eyes were shining with a determined light.

Another top alien warrior in the distance was wearing colorful armor and holding a long spear, the tip of which shone with a cold light in the sun.

The air between the two seemed to solidify because of their confrontation, and the surrounding void was constantly rippling, as if it would be torn apart by their power at any time.

"If you have made a promise in advance, you can't break it. You and I will have a fight after all. If you win, I won't stop you."

"Okay, let's fight!"

The next moment, Wu Pokong moved first. He did not attack with a big fanfare, but took a light step, and the whole person penetrated through the layers of space and appeared in front of the alien warrior.

His fist was simple and direct, without any gorgeous moves, only a blow that condensed all his strength.

The alien warrior was not to be outdone. He swung his spear and turned it into a series of spear shadows, facing Wu Pokong's fist wind.

The attacks of the two collided in the air, and a roar that made people lose their voices erupted.

But this was just the beginning of the battle. As the two fought more and more frequently, the silent roars became more intense, and even the surrounding space began to distort, and cracks spread in the air.

Wu Pokong's boxing skills became more and more fierce. Every punch of his seemed to be able to shake the mountains and rivers. The fist wind contained a powerful law power, which directly impacted the defense of the alien warrior.

The spear skills of the alien warrior were also amazing. Every time he swung a spear shadow, it seemed to be able to cut through the sky and the earth. Wherever the spear tip passed, the air seemed to be pierced.

In just a blink of an eye, the battle between the two had reached a white-hot level. Their figures kept interweaving on the dome, and every attack was full of murderous intent.

At this moment, the master of the Wushen Palace suddenly paused. His fist paused slightly in the air, and then with more amazing speed and power, he directly hit the chest of the alien warrior.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the alien warrior, but he reacted very quickly, and the spear turned into a spear light, trying to block the fatal blow.

However, the punch of the Martial God Palace Master contained all his strength, and even the surrounding space seemed to solidify at this moment.

When the fist collided with the spear light, a dazzling light illuminated the entire sky.

The rumbling sound echoed throughout the Tianhuang Realm. At that moment, everyone could feel the duel between the two peak strongmen.

At the moment when the dazzling light illuminated the sky, Wu Pokong's fist was like thunder that broke the void, with unparalleled power, bombarding the spear light of the alien warrior.

The spear light seemed to become extremely fragile at this moment, like frost encountering the scorching sun, and began to melt rapidly.

The pupils of the alien warrior shrank, his body quickly retreated in the air, and the spear danced in his hand with a dazzling halo, trying to dissolve Wu Pokong's fist power that almost tore the world apart.

But Wu Pokong seemed to have anticipated this scene. His figure disappeared again and appeared on the left side of the alien warrior at almost the same time. His other fist, carrying a violent storm, suddenly blasted out.

Faced with this sudden change, the alien warrior had to give up direct resistance. His body rolled and dodged in the air, and his spear turned into a meteor, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack in the gap between Wu Pokong's attacks.

However, Wu Pokong's offensive was as turbulent as a tide, and each punch contained the power to shake the world, which put the alien warrior into a situation of retreat.

As the battle continued, the figures of the two people intersected more and more frequently above the dome, and the fist shadow and the spear light intertwined in the air to create a thrilling picture.

Every attack of Wu Pokong seemed to tell his opponent that his power was so unstoppable, and the alien warrior showed his amazing fighting wisdom and skills in constant dodging and counterattacks.

Just as the battle between the two entered the most intense moment, Wu Pokong suddenly slowed down his attack, and his eyes flashed with a deep light, as if he was calculating something.

The alien warrior noticed this change, and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart, but he did not retreat, but held the spear tightly in his hand, ready to meet the coming storm.

As expected, Wu Pokong's next punch did not hit directly like before, but condensed into a huge fist mark around his body, which contained tremendous power, like a star about to explode.

"Moya, try my star fist!"

When Wu Pokong's voice sounded in the air, the huge fist suddenly exploded, turning into a destructive force, heading straight for the alien warrior.

Facing this punch, the alien warrior finally showed his trump card.

His spear shook in the air, turning into countless spear shadows, each of which contained all his strength and will.

Then the spear shadows merged rapidly, merged into one, and turned into a brilliant stream of light that collided with Wu Pokong's fist.

The light in the sky reached its peak at this moment, and the entire Tianhuang Realm seemed to tremble at this moment.

The power of the two collided in the air, producing an unprecedented storm, which swept all around, and even the mountains and rivers on the earth were involved in it at this moment, turning into dust between heaven and earth.

In the center of this storm, the figures of Wu Pokong and the alien warrior were still confronting each other, their eyes were full of respect for each other, but more of a desire for victory.

At this moment, both sides forgot about race and promises, and only had eyes for each other.

Even if this battle was not for anything else, they both had to win!

The collision began again, and the golden light on the two people became more and more brilliant.

Their strength was constantly increasing, and every collision made the surrounding space distorted.

Every time Wu Pokong swung his fist, it was accompanied by the tremor of space, as if every punch could break the shackles of the void and hit the opponent's soul directly.

The alien warrior kept changing his gun skills, and each gun skill contained different laws of heaven and earth. His gun tip drew dazzling light in the air. It was the mysterious power of the alien race, full of unpredictable changes.

The battle entered the most intense stage. Wu Pokong's eyes flashed with a hot fighting spirit. He knew that he was close to the limit, but he still had no intention of retreating.

His boxing skills became more and more violent, and every punch he swung was full of destructive power, as if to crush all enemies.

The alien warrior also felt unprecedented pressure, his gun skills became more unrestrained, and each of his attacks integrated multiple powers.

Wherever the gun tip passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving a bottomless black hole.

In this contest of strength and wisdom, Wu Pokong and Mo Ya each showed amazing fighting skills.

Wu Pokong's fist was like a huge force that stirred the galaxy, and every blow seemed to tear the sky apart.

His body burst out with hot rays of light in the air, like a meteor streaking through the sky, and every punch he made carried the power of destruction.

As for Mo Ya, the top alien warrior, his spearmanship was mysterious and unpredictable. Every time he swung his spear, it seemed to trigger the mysteries between heaven and earth. Wherever the spear pointed, the void was trembling.

As the battle progressed, the two men's speed became faster and faster, and their movements became more and more unpredictable.

Wu Pokong's fist turned into golden meteors, shuttling through the void, and every time it fell, it seemed to tear the world apart.

Mo Ya shuttled through this golden meteor shower, his figure was sometimes far away, sometimes near, sometimes left, sometimes right, and the spear in his hand seemed to have life, turning into colorful light and shadow, interweaving with Wu Pokong's golden meteors into a gorgeous battle scroll.

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in Wu Pokong's eyes, and he seemed to have caught the rhythm of Mo Ya.

His figure paused, and then rushed towards Mo Ya at a faster speed, and the whole person turned into a golden lightning.

Mo Ya's eyes also showed a trace of solemnity, and his gun tip fluttered in the wind, turning into countless gun shadows, as if to build an insurmountable line of defense.

The attacks of the two collided again, and this time the impact was stronger than any previous time.

Wu Pokong's fist was like thunder that broke the void, and Mo Ya's gun shadow was like a woven sky net. Countless gun tips met in the air, making a harsh tearing sound.

Above the entire dome, the light was shining, and the energy fluctuations were extremely intense. The surrounding space had been completely distorted, and continuous cracks spread in the air, as if it could collapse at any time.

Wu Pokong's fist shuttled through Mo Ya's gun shadow, and each crossing was accompanied by a huge wind sound and vibration.

Mo Ya's gun tip danced in Wu Pokong's fist wind, and each dance brought endless changes and threats.

The battle between the two has reached the most critical moment. Every punch of Wu Pokong contains the determination to break everything, and every shot of Mo Ya reveals the belief of invincibility.

Their figures intertwined in the air, and every contact was like a collision of stars, bursting with dazzling light.

At this moment, Wu Pokong suddenly changed his moves. His fist turned in the air and turned into a huge and magnificent whirlwind, sweeping towards Mo Ya.

"Starry sky storm!"

Faced with this sudden change, Mo Ya had to place his spear horizontally in front of him. The light on the spear was bright and turned into a dazzling light shield, trying to resist this destructive attack.

The two forces collided fiercely in the air, sending out shocks one after another, turning the entire sky upside down.

Even at this moment, the entire Tianhuang world seemed to be shocked.

And above the dome, the collision between the magnificent whirlwind and the light shield was still going on.

Wu Pokong's magnificent whirlwind, carrying endless destructive power, seemed to swallow up the world with every rotation.

Although Moya's light shield was dazzling, cracks gradually appeared in the face of the raging whirlwind.

A trace of determination flashed in Mo Ya's eyes. He knew that he could not retreat. The spear was swung in his hand again, and the tip of the spear burst out with unprecedented light. He wanted to use all his strength to resist this final impact.

However, Wu Pokong's power seemed to have exceeded the limit. His magnificent whirlwind was constantly expanding, and every rotation was accompanied by the might of destroying the world.

Mo Ya's light shield finally showed signs of collapse in the face of this irresistible force.

At that moment, a trace of unwillingness flashed in Mo Ya's eyes. He knew that he could no longer resist. But at this last moment, his spear suddenly burst out with an amazing light, which was the power of the artifact.

At this time, the artifact took the initiative to burst out its own power to fight side by side with Mo Ya.

"Buzz--"

At this moment, the entire dome was shrouded by the power between the two, and the surrounding space began to truly shatter, and even time began to solidify at this moment.

The tip of the spear collided with the whirlwind again, but this time, the two sides were deadlocked for a little longer.

But in the end, under the continuous strengthening of the magnificent whirlwind, Wu Pokong still had the upper hand.

But in the gorgeous light, Mo Ya's figure gradually became blurred, and his power began to gradually dissipate in the confrontation with Wu Pokong's absolute power.

The light of the spear dimmed, and the golden light on the surface of Mo Ya's body also became thin and dim in the consumption of power.

"You won, I fulfilled my promise, but unfortunately I am not as skilled as others and cannot stop you..."

After the voice fell, Mo Ya's figure disappeared completely.

Wu Pokong stood in the center of the battlefield, his fist was still trembling slightly, which was the aftermath of the release of power.

He knew he won, but this victory did not make him feel jubilant, but felt a sense of emptiness.

The surrounding space slowly returned to calm, and the cracks were gradually healing.

Wu Pokong slowly retracted his fist, and a trace of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

The road ahead...

These two words slowly emerged in his mind.

In a big battle, he had defeated the old-fashioned strong man who was invulnerable to all methods, but still could not see the direction of the breakthrough.

Ascension to the gods!

How can one take the third step to ascend to the Godhood?

This is the most concerned issue in Wu Pokong's mind. In fact, his attention to this issue has surpassed the war that is breaking out in the Wasteland State and the Desert State below.

Since ancient times, there has never been a gap in the number of Return to the Void, but there have been several blank periods in the Godhood.

From this, we can also understand the difficulty of ascending to the Godhood...

On the dome, Wu Pokong has been standing in the same place, thinking silently.

In every corner of the Tianhuang Realm, all the creatures who witnessed this duel were shocked.

After defeating Mo Ya, the evaluation of Wu Pokong's strength by all forces will rise to another level... (End of this chapter)