Behind Zhao Wuxian, a huge figure suddenly appeared, the figure was holding a long sword and a white robe, but his face was the same as Zhao Wuxian. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Zhao Wuxian himself had a mysterious aura rising in his heart, which made Zhao Wuxian involuntarily sink into his own state of mind. And the phantom behind him is the embodiment of Zhao Wuxian Dao.

Zhao Wuxian's Tao is a demon, the meaning of this demon is different from the murderous demon in the outside world, the person who cultivates demonic skills, and it is also different from the practice of the evil spirit, or the demon of the heart that goes mad, this demon is a realm, not limited to living beings, not limited to all things, it is an affirmation of oneself, a pursuit of oneself.

The devil is also the embodiment of oneself.

It is precisely because of this that the phantom phantom that appeared behind Zhao Wuxian was himself.

The figure of Zhao Wuxian in the void, holding a sword in his right hand, seemed to be standing in a chaos, the sword in his hand was slowly raised, a sword was slashed, the chaos devoured and separated, and even evolved into a piece of heaven and earth, rising to the sky and descending to the earth.

Suddenly, Wan Ming, who was opposite Zhao Wuxian, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Zhao Wuxian, a trace of cold light and killing intent flashed in his eyes, and then turned to Zhao Wuxian's Dao Intent Illusion, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, Wan Ming grinned and closed his eyes again.

Just when Wan Ming closed his eyes, about the time of a stick of incense, the illusion behind Wan Ming, the golden dragon raised its head, looked up to the sky and made a long roar, and suddenly the golden dragon moved, and circled the lewd and illusory realm under the golden dragon towards the phantom behind Zhao Wuxian.

The phantom behind Zhao Wuxian seemed to have a feeling, stepping on the earth, above his head to the sky, holding his home in one hand, facing the approach of the golden dragon, without the slightest hint of dodging, and even directly approached the golden dragon of Wanming.

The two phantoms soon met Jue together, and a trace of coldness flashed in Jin Long's eyes. However, after the two phantoms came together, there was no fighting, and instead they faced each other in the air.

But if you are careful, you can find that the faint space between the two is distorted, and the chaotic qi in the heaven and earth of Zhao Wuxian's phantom is surging, and the phantom's eyes are also a little dignified. The obscene and lascivious voices under the golden dragon were even more high-pitched, and a layer of pink mist was born in this black space out of thin air, and although the golden dragon was only a phantom body, it was covered in golden light at this moment, like a substance, and it was like a roar.

Suddenly, at the junction of the two, the ripples on the upper layers of space rippled.

This is a battle of the Tao!

The most important thing in the path of cultivation is the recognition of one's own Dao, as long as it is not one's own brain fever and deliberately leaves irreparable flaws in one's Dao heart, he will generally try his best to make his Dao heart perfect, and the achievement of the Dao Foundation is something that must be done.

And those who have not comprehended their own way, or who are very vague about their own way, will not be able to get into the path.

Zhao Wuxian's comprehension of his own Dao on the Dao Foundation was enough, but the difference was only the last ray of opportunity, after converting all his blue and red spiritual power into blue spiritual power. It can be successfully turned into a doji.

And Wan Ming naturally needless to say, he can break through the Dao Foundation, and his Dao is the way of heaven and earth derived from the Hehuan Sect's own exercises, and it is already a consummation in the territory of the Dao Foundation.

At this time, the phantom collision of the two paths is actually a very dangerous thing. This is also a kind of verification of Zhao Wuxian and Wan Ming's self-esteem, and it is also a kind of self-confidence in their own Dao.

The collision between the two, if it is up to the point, it is not a means to exercise oneself, and Zhao Wuxian and Wan Ming obviously will not be like this, just as the so-called enemies are very red when they meet, Zhao Wuxian does not need to say that Ye Qiuyao's bloody ring is like yesterday, Wan Ming is even more eager to slash Zhao Wuxian, and take away your token, the important thing is that he has fallen into his own name in various sects.

So the two of them understood in their hearts, and they didn't keep their hands at all, it seemed that the two of them were fighting each other incomparably, but the world of heaven and earth with the leopard in the tube, Zhao Wuxian's phantom shadow, was constantly collapsing and deriving, the chaotic qi was turbulent, the golden light of the golden dragon of Wanming became more and more intense, the obscene and indignant voices were even more high-pitched, and the male and female phantoms were even more unbearable, so it could be seen that it was not as calm as it seemed.

It is impossible for both of them to bear failure, because once they fail, they will be the failure of their own Dao, once they fail, their Dao will no longer be perfect, and even Dao marks will appear, this mark is a wound, it is extremely difficult to repair, Zhao Wuxian fails, it will be difficult to enter the Dao Foundation, and if Wan Ming fails, there is a danger of falling off the Dao Foundation.

Suddenly, the void shook suddenly, and the ripples in the air suddenly vibrated violently, and the ripples spread out from all around, and even the phantom illusions embodied in the two Dao bases seemed to be distorted.

Immediately after that, there was a 'bang', which was issued in the silent air, and then at the junction of the two, countless white mist rolled out, and for a while, there seemed to be ten thousand rays of light followed by the white mist, and even the flowers of the Great Dao loomed above the void, and several flowers of the Great Dao disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Wuxian and Wan Ming opened their eyes at the same time, and drank lightly in their mouths at the same time, and all the spiritual consciousness in their brains was released, surging to their own vision, and suddenly the collision became more intense, and the chaotic qi in Zhao Wuxian's vision world gushed out, surging and agitating on the vision. Wan Ming's pink mist became even thicker.

Then the pink mist and the chaotic air flow rolled together, and the two visions were gradually obscured by the two auras, but the fog and chaotic qi outside were chaotic, showing that they were not calm.

Suddenly, a flush appeared on Zhao Wuxian's face, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a trace of pink mist leaked from his nose and mouth, and Zhao Wuxian immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood. After that, his face turned a little pale.

Zhao Wuxian's face was a little ugly, Wan Ming's strength was beyond Zhao Wuxian's own expectations, obviously because of the appearance of a golden dragon above his own vision. However, Zhao Wuxian estimated that Wan Ming would not feel too well.

Looking up, Wan Ming's face was also unusually pale at this time, and the blood stains on his mouth had not been wiped off, so it was obvious that Wan Ming was also injured.

Zhao Wuxian's face was slightly gloomy, and his spiritual sense was released without leaving the slightest, and Wan Ming also planned to fight Zhao Wuxian for the last time.

The mist was agitated, but the spiritual sense of the two gradually consumed too much, the pink mist gradually faded, and the chaotic air flow gradually returned to Zhao Wuxian's vision world. The two visions were a little illusory and dim, and they were a little unclear, the scale armor on the golden dragon's body was broken a lot, and the sound of obscenity and lust had also dropped a lot, and Zhao Wuxian's world did not have that kind of turbulent change.

The two glanced at each other, and Zhao Wuxian could clearly feel that his spiritual sense and Wan Ming's spiritual sense were almost exhausted.

But Zhao Wuxian smiled.

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