The figure of the Black Panther Daoist flashed violently, and he fought fiercely with the Bright Ancestor again.

Both of them are monks who have comprehended the heart of artistic conception, and after re-fighting, there is no longer any hand left, and each unfolds the artistic conception supernatural power.

Although the Black Panther Daoist looks young, his mana is extremely powerful, and the earth trembles with every palm, and the ground cracks like a deep sea chasm.

The mana of the Brilliant Ancestor is obviously much weaker than that of the Black Panther Daoist, but this person is hiding in the artistic conception space, with a layer of super protection, and it is almost impossible to kill him in a short period of time, so he can only slowly consume his Yuan Shen mana.

The crimson vitality and blood-red light collided one after another, and a deafening sound erupted, and in the gloomy underground shijie, it was like a gorgeous but extremely dangerous firework blooming.

There was a ruin all around, and Ye Bai and the three of them had already floated into the sky to watch.

Ye Bai was fascinated by it, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

Guo Baiyun is the same, although he has been following the Black Panther Taoist for nearly a thousand years, I don't know how many magical powers he has seen, but until today, I have not seen the huge scene after this old man let go.

Ji Baiyi's expression had calmed down, holding the sword in his hand, his face was cold, even if his realm was half a step weaker than that of the Black Panther Daoist and the Bright Ancestor, he was not willing to be a powerless bystander.

While watching, he also used his mana to force out the essence of the human bloodline that had entered his body, and a faint blood-red mist escaped from his hair.

"Brother Baiyun, with the guidance of the Black Panther seniors, I am afraid that you will advance to the dust earlier than me and Brother Ranlan. ”

Ye Bai was smiling, and there was envy in his eyes.

If there is no accident, the Black Panther Daoist has advanced to the dust, which is already a sure thing. Guo Baiyun, as his disciple, has the personal guidance of this old man, plus his own qualifications, how slow can the speed of breaking through the realm be.

After Guo Baiyun heard this, he seemed to have a different opinion, and his face was slightly bitter. shook his head directly and said, "Brother Ye is wrong." ”

Ye Bai was stunned and said, "What's wrong?"

Guo Baiyun said: "With my temperament, it is already a miracle to be able to comprehend the artist's artistic conception of killing, thanks to the teacher's artistic conception in front of me from time to time, and gave me some advanced guidance, but in fact, this artistic conception is not suitable for me at all." Although I don't understand what the heart of artistic conception is and how to comprehend it, it must be more profound. By my guess, I'm afraid I'll never be able to comprehend it. In the meantime, I plan to re-comprehend an artistic conception that is more suitable for me, and then open up the artistic conception space with this artistic conception. ”

Ye Bai nodded silently, thinking in his heart, if he wanted to open up this artistic conception space, would he use the destruction of the artistic conception or devour the artistic conception?

I thought about it for a moment. He couldn't help but wonder, and he hadn't even comprehended the heart of the artistic conception. Thinking about opening up the artistic conception space, I am really a little anxious.

Just as the two were talking, a white figure flashed out.

Ji Baiyi finally shot again.

On the battlefield of the Black Panther Daoist's Shura, the sound of the sword roar was connected. Everyone looked up, only to see countless snow-white sword rays, falling from the sky to the place where the bright ancestor was, densely packed like raindrops.

Every sword ray is chilling. It was as cold as a king on high, opening his eyes and looking down on all beings, cold and ruthless.

"Ten Thousand Swords to the Sky?"

Ye Bai's eyes lit up, back then, the Yuelong Dao people had already shown him the scene of him and Ji Baiyi joining hands to fight the Bright Ancestor through his divine sense, compared to that time, Ji Baiyi's Ten Thousand Swords Chaocang was obviously faster, and the sword was even more cold and sharp.

Poof――

Bright Ancestor, blood spurted wildly, the flesh and blood on his body seemed to fall apart, and a lot of it was broken, and his silver-white skin was completely stained red by blood.

Ji Baiyi's timing was excellent, and it happened to be the moment when the Black Panther Daoist smashed the spatial barrier of the Brilliant Ancestor's artistic conception.

He and the Black Panther Daoist have fought many times in Yujing City, and the two have an excellent tacit understanding.

After the Black Panther Daoist waited for his sword to fall, he slashed down with another big palm that covered the sky, and above the big palm, ten thousand swords came again!

The body of the Brilliant Ancestor, although it was as high as two zhang, but at this moment, in the face of the heavy attacks of Ji Baiyi and the Black Panther Daoist, it was also like an ant, and his face was like dead ashes.

"Two juniors, deceive people too much!"

The Bright Ancestor let out a beastly roar, and a fierce light shot out in his eyes!

His body flashed suddenly, and he didn't fight with the two anymore, but rushed towards Ye Bai and the others, obviously intending to catch the two, making the Black Panther Daoist and Ji Baiyi jealous.

Ye Bai and Guo Baiyun sensed that something was wrong, their scalps exploded, and they hurriedly swept back.

Ye Bai was terrified on the surface, but his divine sense, silently, probed into the ring.

Rumble!

The Black Panther Daoist slapped a big palm and fell fiercely on the Bright Ancestor.

The Bright Ancestor spurted out a mouthful of blood again, ignoring the next Ten Thousand Swords Chao Cang, with an evil smile on his face, and two blood-red big hands grabbed Guo Baiyun and Ye Bai.

The Black Panther Daoist hurriedly chased after him, Ji Baiyi's expression was slightly fixed, and his gaze split into a wisp and fell on Ye Bai.

The speed of the Bright Ancestor was extremely fast, like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived five or six feet behind Guo Baiyun, who was retreating more slowly, and the ghost wind came through his body.

Guo Baiyun's face was as pale as paper, his Yuan Shen mana had already reached a low point, where was there any strong means to resist this crazy old monster.

Sou!

A sharp whistling sounded close to Guo Baiyun's ears, and Guo Baiyun's eyes suddenly became hazy and psychedelic.

The bright yellow moonlight sprinkled from the sky, and under the moonlight, a little yellow lightning-like light went straight to the head of the bright ancestor!

"Top magic weapon?"

The moment the Bright Ancestor released the Howling Moon Knife from Ye Bai, he felt an incomparably sharp aura, and there was even a slight sinking feeling on the Yuan Shen.

Drink!

Looking at the flying Howling Moon Knife, the Bright Ancestor opened his mouth, spit out a small purple sword two or three feet long, and shot out.

The small purple sword, glowing with a little golden light, the sword body was covered with golden marks, like a star, as soon as it was born, Ye Bai and Guo Baiyun felt that their hearts were intimidated by this magic weapon, and they could no longer take their eyes away, let alone make any movements.

"It's also a top-level magic weapon?"

The two of them had a numb scalp, but they didn't expect that the bright ancestor also hid such a top-notch product.

As soon as Ye Bai saw this treasure, he knew that his Xiaoyue Knife was going to be useless, and when the Bright Ancestor fought with the Black Panther Daoist and Ji Baiyi, he didn't use this treasure, obviously knowing very well that this magic weapon was no longer a big threat to monks of their level.

While his mind was racing, Ye Bai didn't have any time to be depressed, and the magic trick in his hand was pinched again, and the thunder vitality in the Yuan Infant was running wildly.

Rumble!

The small purple sword made a loud noise against the Roaring Moon Knife, and then flew to both sides at the same time. Guo Baiyun, who was the closest, was directly shocked by the vitality of the two top-level magic weapons, and threw him to the side, and the blood in his mouth sprayed all over his body.

The magic weapon was damaged, Ye Bai and the Bright Ancestor frowned at the same time, and the Yuan Shen was in severe pain.

The Bright Ancestor drew an arc and chased after Guo Baiyun.

Ye Bai's pain was obviously worse, but this pain also stimulated Ye Bai's madness.

The Howling Moon Knife can't work, what about this punch?

Ye Bai's mixed body flashed with electric light, and towards the brilliant ancestor who turned, he hit the strongest thunder fist and blasted out fiercely.

Thunder flowers bloom and are fleeting!

There was a dull and palpitating sonic boom in the void, and between heaven and earth, at this moment, there was only the sound and shadow of the electric light, emitting the most dazzling light.

This punch is not simple!

The Black Panther Daoist chased after him, his eyes lit up, and Ji Baiyi also showed surprise on his face.

Burst!

The Bright Ancestor couldn't dodge, and he was hit by this punch, and the blood sprayed again, and the electric light on his body was filled with light, and he flew out upside down. His eyes were full of painful surprise.

"This kid, how could he have such a strong blow? Compared to Ji Baiyi's Ten Thousand Swords Chaocang, it is not much worse. ”

Unbeknownst to him, Ye Bai was also very surprised in his heart, the Bright Ancestor was hit by one of his strongest thunder fists, and it seemed that he had not been seriously injured...... Sure enough, it's not an ordinary strong person.

"You four juniors wait, the old man will come back again!"

The Bright Ancestor let out an unwilling roar, as if he was finally planning to escape.

Retreating into the air, the blood on this person's body exploded, and he moved out more than ten zhang strangely, and ran out for hundreds of zhang, suddenly towards the void in front of him, like crazy, and blasted out with one punch, completely ignoring the black panther Daoist and Ji Baiyi who were chasing behind him.

What is he going to do?

Everyone was slightly stunned!

At this moment, there was a dark and faint opening in the sky, and the breath of space came from it......

He's going to escape into a spatial rift?

Everyone's faces changed at the same time, and sure enough, it was something that only a madman could do, and in the absence of positioning, entering the spatial crack at will was equivalent to a dead end, and perhaps he would be lost in the endless void forever, zuihou was crushed into nothingness by the qi of space.

But as long as you think about it, the origin of this person, maybe there are really some strange ways to escape.

Bright Ancestor had to fight against the Black Panther Dao and Ji Baiyi before, and he had to constantly maintain the artistic conception space, and his Yuan Shen mana had obviously been consumed extremely much and had fallen to a low point, otherwise a random fist of artistic conception and divine power could blast out a spatial black hole.

The opening grew wider and wider, and finally allowed a person to get in.

The Bright Ancestor smiled evilly and took a step forward.

At this moment, the nearby space suddenly stopped, as if it was suppressed by some kind of liliang that was extremely thick. The Bright Ancestor couldn't go in a single bit......

A bronze tripod, suspended seven or eight zhang above his head, emitted ten thousand golden lights, and the clear sound of the dragon's groan sounded in his ears. (To be continued......)