As soon as the fighting platform is raised, it doesn't matter if you live or die.

Silent Master, this is ......

Everyone thought that they had come to find the Master of Silence when they were worried, but they did not expect that the one who took the initiative to raise the Dharma Fighting Platform now was the Master of Silence himself!

Moreover, what does the sentence "There is a huge disparity between you and my cultivation" mean? She even said that the Venerable Master could not have a chance of winning a battle with her?!

How to say, the Venerable Master is also a saint immortal!

Who of the same rank of monk can say that he is completely sure that he can defeat him? Whoever dares to say this can count the entire ruins on his fingers!

For a while, everyone felt that the words were a little inexplicably weird, but what was even more surprising was undoubtedly the attitude of the Master who did not refute it.

This kind of thing has always been the willingness of the monks on both sides.

Although all the immortal venerables present felt that this matter had happened suddenly, and this sorrow somewhat revealed a bit of the bad smell of the comer, they did not come out to stop it.

Everyone waited and watched.

Seeing that she stared at the silent Venerable Master in front of her for a moment, she smiled, with her current strength, of course, there would be no fear.

Immediately, he said, "Okay." ”

After saying that, the figure was light, and no matter what kind of eyes others had, it turned into a misty phantom and went straight to the huge fighting platform.

When she had settled down, the silent Venerable Master followed.

Standing on this almost boundless fighting platform, whether it is the Pangu Wasteland or the Shangxu Immortal Realm, they are all under their feet.

They don't look at the people below.

But everyone below couldn't help but hold their breath and watch them at this moment.

Seeing the sorrow and the silent Venerable Master, there was a distance of three zhang, and he only said: "I am not the only monk who has ascended from the Yuan Origin Realm over the years. It's a little strange that you don't kill others, but you want to kill me. I wonder who gave you my portrait, and why did you come to kill me?"

Silent, the Venerable Master did not answer at all.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already exposed!

Whether he was forced or voluntary, he was the power that had killed thousands of cultivators in the Yuan Origin Realm and dominated the sea of stars tomorrow.

At this time, the momentum is rising day by day, and it is as shocking as a rainbow!

It can be seen that sorrow is not affected by him at all.

Even she didn't draw her sword.

That ray of heaven was originally in her hand, but at this moment, it came out like a dark light, flew back between her eyebrows, and turned into half an inch of red blood.

"Speaking of which, there is indeed some relationship between me and the Venerable Master. ”

Seeing that he raised his hand and waved, the sleeves of the mountain and river robe swayed, and a dazzling light flew out and landed on this fighting platform.

In the blink of an eye, the entire fighting platform changed.

The empty and flat ground is gone, replaced by a whole new world!

It is no stranger to see sorrow, and it is not strange to be a stranger to the Venerable Master.

Rising from the ground is the long painting wall of the hidden realm of Aomine-an in the past, the gate guarded by pigs at the end of the painting wall, and there is a long river behind the door, maybe there will be a mouse and a parrot standing on this end of the riverbank, waiting for every uninvited guest outside, let them choose to go on the merciless bridge or cross the sentient boat......

"What's going on?"

The entire Doufa platform was covered by this huge Qingfeng Nunnery Hidden Realm, and the Master of Sorrow and Silence stood in opposition to each other in the middle of the corridor between the two painted walls, and the people below suddenly couldn't see their figures, even if they probed their divine senses, they could only feel the existence of these two people, and they couldn't hear what they were saying.

Seeing that the hand that was displayed when he raised his hand, it was really a bit beyond the expectations of the Venerable Master.

Or rather, he never thought he would see it again.

This long wall is full of old stone carvings!

One after the other......

So he easily saw one of them: Tomorrow in the sea of stars, on the side of the tall building, the female cultivator who dominates the sea of stars took the map of the Nine Curves River from the hands of Kunwu Eight Extremes Dao Venerable, and sat on it to watch. About the end of the volume, she laughed inexplicably and looked up at the sky. Then he threw the river diagram away as if it were a piece of, and even though it happened to fall into the hands of a monk who was not yet good enough to cultivate, he flew straight away!

And at the end of this painting wall corridor, one sentence, fourteen words, the words are sharp, and the pen is crying blood-

In his life, he encountered a river map, and he drew his sword to the common people without saying a word!

At the moment of seeing these fourteen words, the only remaining residual warmth on the Venerable Master's face also faded, and the whole person seemed to have walked out of the ice and snow, his body tightened, and even the palms hanging by his side were clenched into fists!

The speed of his shot is faster than all his opponents in the past!

"Boom!"

He couldn't even see the figure, and he didn't even know what kind of weapon the opponent was holding, so he could hear a roar in his ears, and a five-element formation spun in front of him.

Each of the five elements has five colors, but when they rotated for a week, they quickly converged in the middle, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a terrifying pillar of white light!

The Great Five Elements Forbidden Breaking Technique!

This is the technique that I had learned when I was trapped in Sumeru mustard seeds with Xie Buchen, and it came from the master's comprehension of the Jiuqu River Diagram, that is, the "Forty-Eight Records of Qingfeng Nunnery", but they only used it to break the ban on Sumeru mustard seeds that day, and they did not use it against the enemy, let alone use it so perfectly and powerfully.

The formations in the world are all forbidden.

In a sense, every opponent that a person encounters is also a prohibition.

The magic in the world is endless.

The Venerable Master's cultivation talent was not amazing, and according to the comments of those in the Yuan Origin Realm who did not know whether it was true or false, he was a mediocre talent. But the difference between him and others is that he is a mediocre person who has participated in the Jiuqu River Map!

As soon as the Great Five Elements Forbidden Breaking Technique came out, it not only suppressed the sorrow in an instant, but also immediately caused a shock in the surrounding space, and even the long painting walls on both sides trembled.

No matter how you look at it, it's an unavoidable formula.

People couldn't see the figures of the two outside, but they could clearly feel the fighting style of the two, and they only guessed that they were afraid to take this brazen blow.

But I didn't expect that, or rather, no one would have thought that I could do it!

Obviously, the pillar-like white light had already arrived in front of her, but above the shoulder blades behind her, a heavy shadow suddenly spread!

At this moment, the entire fighting platform was covered by this shadow!

A pillar of white light, in this darkness, is extremely dazzling.

However, when it broke through the darkness and crashed into the location where Jian Sorrow was before, the whole person disappeared!

"Bang!"

The terrifying power, undiminished, hit the wall opposite the Silent Venerable Master without hindrance.

The rocks suddenly crumbled like rain!

Whether it was the previous stone sculpture that was enough to reveal people's hearts, or the indescribable fourteen words of love and hate at the end, they were all ruined under this blow.

The palm of the sorrowful hand appeared behind him out of thin air.

The illusory and huge wings, still carrying the vicissitudes of the ancient demon god of Kunpeng, the breath of the sea and the sky, wrapped her whole person.

In the calm pupils, there was neither joy nor anger.

Just slapped the silent Venerable Master with such a palm!

At this moment, the Venerable Master turned his back to her.

Everyone pinched a cold sweat for him.

However, at the moment when the palm of his hand came, a round light spun out behind him, and it turned to the maximum in an instant!

The blazing golden light, like the burning glass light in the Buddha country, lit up on the huge totem, and the emblems of the eight divisions of the Heavenly Dragon were arranged in the eight directions of this circle.

Or drooping eyes, or dumbfounding.

Each one looks solemn.

When he saw that the palm of his hand was about to be imprinted, the Venerable Master raised his palm and closed it inward!

"Smack!"

"Buzz!"

The entire eight heavenly dragon totems turned out to be brighter, and the palm of the hand that was worried hit directly on this totem, but it seemed to hit the King Kong Hong Bell, and the sky shook loudly!

"Boom!"

The power fluctuations at the moment when the two fought spread out like ripples, and immediately cut off this hidden realm that I don't know if it was real or illusory!

The mountain peaks fell high, and Daze set off angry waves!

Everyone's hearts were shocked.

When I looked up, I saw that ripple with the sound of the bell, and even the stars in the sky fell for it!

The power of these eight Heavenly Dragon Dharma Bodies can be seen!

However, everything that followed completely subverted everyone's cognition!

Originally, they thought that after the Venerable Master sacrificed this Dharmakaya, they should be able to see the sorrowful beings using all kinds of spells to crack this method.

But who would have thought that the technique of seeing sorrow would be exactly the same as that of the Silent Master!

The same treasure is solemn, the same glass is bright!

Even with the naked eye, you can see that between the palms of the sorrowful palm, the Dharma body flying behind her is bigger and more condensed than that of the Venerable Master!

If the Venerable Master's Dharmakaya is like a painting carefully drawn on drawing paper, then the Dharmakaya of sorrow is like the most concrete statue standing between heaven and earth!

Who's high and who's low, you can tell at a glance!

The situation of this battle suddenly became treacherous.

No one understood how these two people could use ordinary techniques, and at first they wondered if it was a coincidence.

But then the two of you came and went, and all kinds of spells were sacrificed, and they were all exactly the same!

Fierce fighting, starting from the Eight Heavenly Dragon Dharma Bodies.

Then there is the elegant and poetic red clay swordsmanship, the upside-down madness of the drunken knife, and the sharp and fast Qianfeng Guiyi......

Exactly the same, still exactly the same!

Whether it's the stance at the start, or the power and effect of the attack, it's all the same!

It's like looking in a mirror!

What people do, the shadow in the mirror does.

No matter what you do, you can't escape, and no matter what you do, there is a shadow behind you that can't be driven away!

What's even more terrifying is -

No matter what spell is used, there is always no more and no less, just a step higher!

Trick it off!

Or contempt!

Everyone didn't want to, and they couldn't help but gasp when they thought about it, and only then did they know that the sentence "cultivation is a disparity" was not a lie, and it was even too modest!

The bystanders already felt the chill and depression before they entered the battle, and when they faced the silent Venerable Master who was worried in the middle of the battle, they could naturally feel the suffocation of being pressed by others!

It is clear that every style is used to the extreme, but the other party can always be so high!

Sometimes it is not painful to die with a knife, but it is painful little by little.

At this moment, it's like Ling Chi!

At the moment when he was once again seen to be sorrowful and retreated, the patience of the silent Venerable Master finally reached the limit, and he shouted hoarsely, and raised his hand alof!

The robe was in the wind, and was struck by the frenzied forces around him.

Overhead and under the feet, countless stars shine at this moment!

bright, extinguished;

Dimmed, lit.

In this corner that seems insignificant compared to the vastness of the universe, the starry sky seems to come alive in the dark night, showing a kind of living power!

The stars are spinning, faster and faster.

As the Venerable Master raised his palms and shouted, they seemed to be chanting along, and then a faint mystical aura flew out from the depths of the stars and converged between his arms!

Hula!

There's a strong wind blowing on the face!

Seeing that the sorrow was in a trance for a moment, and in the wind echoing in his ears, it seemed that the unyielding interrogation sounded again-

Why, am I just a stone?

Why, am I just a stone?

To become, a spinning, burning, and never-extinguishing star in the vast universe!

Turn the sky upside down!

"Boom!"

The star soul gathers in the palm of your hand, and all rivers return to the sea!

But what is condensed is not a palm print, but a bright moon in this dark and dreary world!

"Go!"

Silent Venerable Master shouted!

The moon, which is as big as a wheel, seems to have fallen from the sky, and it is constantly expanding and burning in the course of its journey, and when it comes to the eyes of the sorrow, the original quiet plain light has burned out thousands of golden lights!

From month to day!

This round of bright moon turned into a blazing sun in an instant!

Seeing the figure standing in mid-air, it seemed that the next moment would be engulfed by the fire of the sun.

But it's like a mountain!

If the Venerable Master doesn't say this, how could she not?

The previous successive suppressions had forced the Silent Master to the edge of the cliff, so she had no scruples about making a move at this moment, and the speed was ten times faster than the Silent Master who had just started to do it!

"Boom!"

In the depths of the boundless universe, there was the sound of rolling thunder!

The endless stars died at this moment.

All tangible and intangible things, within the scope of her consciousness control at this moment, are all confused with yin and yang, mixed with turbidity, stripped of their original form, and turned into an ocean of "qi"!

The already shattered Hidden Realm collapsed, Daze and the mountains all turned into ordinary appearances, and even the fighting platform under their feet cracked into the abyss!

The majestic air currents, with a palpitating aura, converge.

Even the blazing sun that the Venerable Master had sacrificed was like a stone blown by the wind, half collapsed like quicksand, scattered into a current, and burrowed into the palm prints of sorrow!

"Chaos Qi!"

Others may not be able to see the depth, but all the immortal-level bigwigs below were all shocked, and they couldn't help but feel a tingling feeling on their scalps.

And the change in the battle situation in the field is even more suspenseful!

Although each of them is far better than the original earth-turning seal, but this palm is completely like a heavy wheel, blatantly rolling over the dirt!

Destroy the wither!

Everything that stood in its way was crushed!

The previously terrifying sun wheel was just like a bubble on the surface of the sea at this moment, and as soon as the new wave came, it was shattered!

Silent, the Venerable Master immediately vomited blood.

However, the power of this palm has not been lost by half a point, and it almost completely maintains the appearance when it first appeared, facing him, pressing down with the momentum of annihilation!

The chaotic qi is not black, not white, in between, similar to ash, but not like ash.

It's like transparency, and it's like substance.

Condensed between the virtual and the real, oscillating and shuttling.

This huge palm print, like the giant palm of Pangu that everyone is stepping on at this moment, can pick up a giant axe and split the darkness;

"Bang!"

Silently, the Venerable Master raised his palm to block it, but the palm print slapped him mercilessly. The terrifying force was immediately pressed down, causing both of his legs to sink deep into the cracked rocks of the Doufa Table, and blood gushed out like a spring.

The hard leg bones have long been shattered!

But to his surprise, he didn't kneel down, and he didn't even have the intention of begging for mercy and giving in.

This face is indeed the face of the Venerable Master, but it is somewhat unfamiliar, and it is the face of the Venerable Master when he was young.

Or rather, he looks like the one on the wall from before.

He flew up to the ruins with the body of a heart demon, and the appearance he maintained was exactly the same as when he met the Green Leaf Ancestor.

In a sense, the monks' faces reflect their respective state of mind.

When I saw sorrow, I couldn't help but think of the fairy in the fog.

The moment his soul dissipated and the knife fell from mid-air, she had actually understood the relationship between his inner demon and his true body. At this moment, seeing that this demon was struggling to support himself, he sighed and asked, "You want to kill me, just because you don't want her to know that you are a demon, and the real Master of Silence has already killed you." But do you really think she doesn't know?"

Silently, the Venerable Master's eyes were red, and he did not answer.

Seeing that he was looking at him with sorrow, he finally said slowly: "When I came to the ruins, he was already dead. ”

"Hahaha......"

They had been silent before, but when they heard her words, the silent Venerable Master seemed to have heard something ridiculous, and as if he had been looking forward to the news for a long time, and at first glance he looked up to the sky and laughed.

Crazy attitude.

"He's dead! Good dead, wonderful!"

"Don't you want to know, how did he die?"

Seeing sorrow and looking at this demonic madness, I felt a little sad.

But what does the Venerable Master care about this?

Since he saw his sorrow today, he has already embraced the heart of death, and where can he be afraid because he is being controlled by life and death at this moment?

On the contrary, he laughed louder.

"How else can he die? After being killed by me, his body is hidden in the hidden realm, and his soul is in the extreme realm. With his ability, he naturally will not fall easily. And you specifically mentioned his death, I guess he finally carved the statue, right?"

The more I think about it, the funnier it gets.

The Venerable Master was covered in blood, and his whole body seemed to be immersed in a pool of blood, but there was a lot of joy hidden in his voice.

"Since I was born, I have been different from him. He didn't want to admit it or face his true heart, which is why he had me. Denying my existence is the reason for his existence. Once he carved out the statue, it means that he acknowledges my existence and denies his own existence!

Seeing the sorrow, he was silent, but he didn't expect that this demon in his heart would be clear and clear and see too clearly.

The Venerable Master was originally a mediocre person, but once he met the Green Leaf Ancestor, changed his fate, became a generation of power, and also possessed boundless suffering.

He should be grateful to her, and he should hate her.

Complex emotions have been intertwined for too long, even if it is a one-sided relationship, it will inevitably give birth to magic obstacles.

At the end of the words, the hoarse voice of the silent master had already added a bit of irony to the desolation: "Everyone says that an existence like me is a demon in the heart, and it is nothing more than a vulgar and ordinary thing! The demon in the heart is never a demon, but just a heart......

It is the heart of people who are unwilling to admit it and even fear.

Seeing that he heard this, his palm moved slightly.

The earth-shaking palm print of the Venerable Master, who was so desperately suppressed, suddenly trembled!

At this moment, the Venerable Master guessed that his death was near.

However, the expected final blow did not come.

Seeing sorrow, he gently withdrew his hand, and with a breeze like a breeze, the terrifying palm prints condensed by the chaotic qi dissipated like a splash.

In the blink of an eye, he fell back into the cosmic void.

It became the stars in the sky again, and the dust on the ground was as good as ever when it was the original cracking platform under their feet.

The long night Jane that fell to the ground in the fierce battle flew up at this time, and was picked up by Jian Chou and held it between his fingers.

She lowered her eyes and stared, feeling a familiar aura from this thin black slip.

Without saying a word, she turned to leave.

The silent Venerable Master behind him was stunned, and he was a little confused: "Why don't you kill me?"

Seeing the sorrow, he only replied: "He has last words, if I meet you in this world, please let you go." ”