A golden light in the clouds and mist traveled quickly, as fast as lightning, shuttling through the nine heavens of the wind.

Behind Qingguang, there was a black-robed figure following closely, and the distance between the two did not widen with time, but got closer and closer.

Moment.

The golden light stopped in the wind, gradually revealing a middle-aged man with a human head and bird claws and wings on his back. The middle-aged man had a sharp face, and he looked like he had been in a high position for a long time, and he was extremely powerful.

The black-robed figure also stopped behind him, and with a wave of his hand, the originally cloudless sky suddenly seemed to be like splashing ink, and the dark clouds rolled without revealing a trace of light.

It was Zhao Ting who followed closely.

The middle-aged man's eagle-like sharp gaze swept over him, and said coldly, "It's you?"

Zhao Ting nodded with a smile, especially, looking at the middle-aged man's eyes, as if he was looking at his own booty, which made the middle-aged man very uncomfortable.

"Why is Daoyou like this?" The middle-aged man's heavy eyebrows raised, and he said lightly: "This king seems to have no gap with Daoyou. ”

Zhao Ting didn't say much, the blood on his body flashed, and a black thin-bladed long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, which exuded a dead aura, and stabbed straight at the middle-aged man.

"It's gapless, but I want to borrow the killing crystal in your body. ”

The middle-aged man was furious, especially when he saw that Zhao Ting didn't even say a word, he started directly, obviously not taking him seriously.

The cyan wings behind him flapped, setting off a gust of wind, and the figure appeared above Zhao Ting's head as if teleporting.

Because of its speed, it leaves an afterimage in its place, making it impossible to tell where its main body really is.

The black claws under his feet poked out, more than a foot long, and grabbed at the top of Zhao Ting's head mercilessly, wanting to kill him with one blow.

Zhao Ting's eyes closed, and his body turned into a pitch-black shadow unhurriedly, sneaking into this pitch-black "Demon Domain".

"Demon Domain, I have it too!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and the golden light on his body was magnificent, which suddenly made the clouds reveal a thousand golden lights.

The two different "Demon Domains" immediately began to interact with each other, and the interior became chaotic, and bursts of killing power surged uncontrollably.

On top of this floating cloud, both of them turned into giants a hundred feet high, the blood-colored arc light reflected each other, and the gestures were full of heavenly might, but after a while, nearly a hundred moves had passed, and the sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dark.

The middle-aged man was injured by the "nuclear bomb" at that time, although he forcibly suppressed the injury, but at this time, he fought with Zhao Ting, and even used all kinds of magical powers, and he couldn't take Zhao Ting for a while.

Therefore, it is inevitable that some people are pale and have no stamina.

On the other hand, Zhao Ting is becoming more and more courageous, and during the dance of "Xingyun Sword Technique", the blood-colored sword is like a raging storm, and the offensive is continuous, and even a needle cannot be inserted into it, which makes it difficult to parry.

What made the middle-aged man even more jealous was the black long sword in Zhao Ting's hand. Looking at the dead air on it, a sense of decay and loneliness, if he was not touched by the sword, it would have to take a lot of effort to suppress it, so he didn't dare to fight Zhao Ting hard, so he could only swim between the sword and the light, so as not to make his injury worse.

"When did such a figure appear in the realm of the Wu Dynasty who could compete with me without falling behind?" The middle-aged man's heart was full of thoughts at this moment, and he quickly thought about the way out, "It seems that I can only use that trick......"

"If you can't control the enemy, you can only break through the "Demon Domain" and run away. ”

Thinking like this, the middle-aged man suddenly made a decision in his heart, and after flapping his wings to dodge Zhao Ting's sword, he suddenly opened his huge mouth, and a brilliant golden light as thick as a pillar erupted from his mouth, heading directly towards Zhao Ting's heart.

This move was too sudden, Zhao Ting couldn't react for a while, and when the bright golden light approached, it was already a step too late.

The golden light slammed into Zhao Ting's body like substance, causing half of his body that he didn't have time to dodge disappear in an instant, and his face inevitably showed a look of pain.

Rao is Zhao Ting spent all his efforts to replenish his whole body, but the bright golden light stayed at the wound, like a maggot attached to the bone, constantly destroying Zhao Ting's body reconstruction.

Suddenly suffering such a heavy blow, Zhao Ting suddenly fell from an advantage to a disadvantage, and under the stormy attack of the middle-aged man, he was suddenly forced into danger, and he was already in danger.

There were beads of sweat the size of beans dripping from his forehead, and his handsome face was faintly distorted from pain, his expression was crazy, and thoughts welled up from his mind.

"Phantom!"

The middle-aged man was proud of the spring breeze, and wanted to kill Zhao Ting directly in one go, but a gorgeous landscape suddenly appeared in front of him.

Just for a moment of hesitation, Zhao Ting's body suddenly became more than ten times larger again, his expression was twisted to the extreme, and he opened his huge mouth viciously, and with just one bite, he actually swallowed the middle-aged man who was in the illusion into his stomach.

"Hiccup~"

After burping, Zhao Ting had a serious face, quickly sat down on top of a white cloud, closed his eyes and meditated seriously.

Meanwhile.

In Zhao Ting's sea of knowledge, the battle continued.

"Welcome to the world of paintings. ”

In the sea of knowledge, a picture scroll slowly unfolded, and Zhao Ting's mind turned into a white-robed Zhao Ting, sitting on a bluestone under the peach blossom tree, with a faint smile on his face.

Not far away, next to the thatched hut, on the side of the stream, another mental body slowly manifested and turned into a middle-aged man with blue wings on his back.

It is the "Ming King" of the outside world.

The middle-aged man's gaze first swept the surrounding scenery, and then he didn't have the slightest panic, but his expression was flat: "This is ...... A small world made of mind?"

Zhao Ting didn't get up, sat on the bluestone and replied: "Yes, your body in the outside world has been swallowed by me, and your consciousness has also been taken by my supernatural power "Painting World". ”

"Here, the two of us are fair, and we fight by our minds. If you win, you will return to your own body and break out of my womb. But if I win, you ...... It's going to be digested by me. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said with a smile: "Oh? In this way, Your Excellency is above board. ”

"However, your Excellency's calculation is really misplaced. If there is anything else, this king does not dare to speak falsely. But when it comes to the cultivation of mental power, this king thinks that he will never lose to others. ”

In my magical power "The World in the Painting". ”

"In the outside world, I was injured by that golden light, and I am no longer your opponent, so I have to make this decision. Here we are fair, and if you can break my consciousness, you can return to your own body and break out of my womb. If you can't, your body will be swallowed up by me. ”

The middle-aged man was originally discouraged

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