Chapter 48: Covenants
The extreme cultivators of the meaning of the limit and the people of the heavenly favor of the innate spirit body are both the pinnacle of human cultivation, and it is difficult to distinguish between high and low.
The human race is weak, not as good as all races, under the Qiankun, the strong are respected, natural selection, and the survival of the fittest.
It is rumored that the ten thousand races have experienced several purges, all races strife, the hegemony of the group, many races perished, even if the occasional ones remained, it was difficult to set off a storm, and finally was assimilated and subordinated to other races, the human race, for a period of time was also on the verge of extinction, and finally, the appearance of the ultimate cultivator and the person of heaven killed the supreme giant of the ten thousand races at that time, and shocked the eight directions, so that the human race was saved from extinction.
The world of cultivators, although there are still the least number of Terran cultivators now, but because of the existence of extreme cultivators and people of heaven, all races dare not make mistakes, and the terrifying existence of the human race thousands of years ago has made the supreme giants of all races still have lingering palpitations, and because of the existence of these giants, although there are few Terran monks, the overall strength is also extremely terrifying.
The ultimate cultivators of the meaning of the limit are some people whose cultivation talent is not outstanding, but such a person is extremely determined, can abandon all distracting thoughts in his heart, only think about cultivation and precipitation, never care about the speed of cultivation and advancement, has an invincible heart, just to be invincible in the same realm, such a monk is extremely terrifying and fearless.
A person born with a natural spirit body, a unique Qijia cultivation root, this kind of person must be born with a vision, the pride of the sky, the body and the Tao, a natural monk, invincible in the same realm, destined to be extraordinary in his life, soaring, and composing an invincible legend.
Now, in the valley of one side, there are just two monks who are fighting with all their might, and the battle is resting.
The two of them have been fighting for a full hour, and both gods have done their best, and the valley is now crumbling everywhere, and it is no longer what it used to be.
The two of them were snorting and sweating profusely, soaking their clothes and long hair, swaying like rain, and the two of them consumed a lot, but their breath was still surging.
rumble
Shen Tuoyu punched out, and the fist gang drove the stone pillar on the ground to the sky.
Qiang
Bai Ming used his sword to cut off all the stone pillars, and the spirit sword flashed with cold light, just like the cold in Bai Ming's eyes, in a flash, the ten thousand sword gangs fell like a comet, dotted with stars, and Shen Tuoyu did not have a place to retreat.
"Sword Rain Love Dance!"
In the face of the fierce attack, Shen Tuoyu's whole body was full of divine light, his long hair danced wildly, sacred and inviolable, I saw him step into the earth, the boulder rose into the air, and then blasted out towards thousands of sword gangs, and the boulders were bombarded into the sky.
"Heaven is wrathed!"
As soon as the spiritual skills of the two collided, there was nothing left in a radius of 100 meters, and even Shen Tuoyu and Bai Ming, the two initiators, were overturned, and they were shocked back more than 100 meters.
Shen Tuoyu exhaled a breath of turbidity, and hurriedly adjusted his state, he couldn't help admiring Bai Ming in his heart, his innate spirit body could be so powerful, he tried his best to desperately cultivate the limit of the intention that he could only stalemate with Bai Ming, and he couldn't gain the upper hand at all.
At the same time, Bai Ming was also shocked in his heart, the innate spirit body was the pinnacle of the human race's cultivation, before he met Shen Tuoyu, Bai Ming had always thought that the people of heaven must be the light of the human race, and he was not too hopeful about the meaning of the limit in the legend, but now that he thinks about it, it is really a big mistake, the meaning of the limit can be so strong.
The two of them stepped forward quickly, punching and swords, causing ripples in the air.
"Old Shen, you are very strong, among the opponents I have ever encountered, you are the strongest!" Bai Ming said with a smile.
"I think so too!" Shen Tuoyu said.
rumble
The two separated, Shen Tuoyu fell on the pile of rocks, and Bai Ming fell on the lake that was destroyed by most of them and now there is not one in ten, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
With his fists clenched, Shen Tuoyu's whole body was entangled with red light, the steam was steaming, and the space was distorted, he was like a scorching sun, burning all things, and his body was three feet, turning into his domain.
Shen Tuoyu's fist runes flickered, his arms highlighted the crimson light entangled, the meaning of the limit, Shen Tuoyu did not use the weapon to strengthen his body, the cultivation body to cast an indestructible golden body, his fist was his strongest weapon, with his fists, defeat all enemies.
The cold light of the sword blade in Bai Ming's hand bloomed, the light soared into the sky, the ripples on the water surface were agitated, the whirlpool under his feet emerged, rolling up the lake, surrounding Bai Ming's side, the four sides of the heaven and earth, and the seven spirit swords formed a seven-star sword array, protecting it in it, and within five steps, they were all strangled.
The natural spirit body, born with a vision, must also have a vision, I saw Bai Ming's body hazy, a white holy sword condensed from the center of his eyebrows, and the breath emitted was sacred and noble, and when Bai Ming held it in his hand, it suddenly burst out with the meaning of sanction, like a god, judging everything.
"Spiritual skills, ask the sword, Tu Qianli!"
The seven spirit swords that formed the seven-star sword array, when the holy sword appeared, surrounded it, like a protector, and the lake water also turned into a spirit dragon, attached to the outside of the spirit sword.
Bai Ming held the holy sword, his body was like a dragon, crisscrossing the world, Bai Ming and the seven spirit swords and the holy sword fused into one, turning into a white divine light, the strongest blow, the sword slaughtered thousands of miles.
"Canglong Shattered Mountain......
Shen Tuoyu of Luoyan City picked up the beast teeth that he had bought, let him evolve the treasure technique, and then comprehended his spiritual skills, Canglong Shattered Yue, with the improvement of the realm, his comprehension of spiritual skills became deeper and deeper, and finally, Canglong Shattered Yue comprehended the spiritual technique, which he called "Canglong Eight Style"!
Facing the strongest blow of Bai Ming's spiritual talent, Shen Tuoyu was not sure if he could compete with it, but life must be happy, and it would be a great pleasure to have this opponent and go all out.
This blow is also Shen Tuoyu's strongest blow.
"Dominate the world!"
A flame of flames met the white light.
Rumble......
As soon as the first collision, the divine light illuminated the sky and detonated the universe, and for a time, the hurricane swept the earth, flying sand and stones, and birds and beasts suffered.
Many old antiques were shocked by the blow of the two, and they all looked sideways here.
"Go, find out who is fighting in Yunmeng Shijian ......"
Shen Tuoyu and Bai Ming's battle alarmed many people.
In the Yunmeng Stone Stream, where the battle was played, a radius of hundreds of meters had been razed to the ground, Shen Tuoyu and Bai Ming were facing the sky on their backs, their clothes were ragged, they were scarred, and the corners of their mouths were overflowing with blood, but they couldn't see a trace of pain, but they couldn't help but "haha" smirk.
Both of them were exhausted at this time, and they didn't have the strength to dust off the dandelions that came with the wind.
After about a quarter of an hour, the two regained some strength, stood up and walked in front of each other, and sat cross-legged.
"Lao Bai, there is no winner or loser today, we will fight again on another day. Shen Tuoyu said.
"Our cultivation is similar, presumably it will still be difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time, and our previous movement was too big, someone from the outside world must know about it, and we are still here for fear of causing trouble, so it is better to set a time, and in three years, we will fight again!
Shen Tuoyu thought about it, and what Bai Ming said was reasonable, so he agreed: "Okay, fight again in three years!"
The two fist each other and agreed on a deadline.