A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Qian's eyes, as if he had seen something.

But the next moment, the white figure on the opposite side moved again, and a slight wind and a faint thunder arc were born in the starry sky, and in an instant, the breeze turned into a violent wind, and the thunder arc formed a thunder sea.

Wang Qian didn't react at all, and on the chest, he was kicked again.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wang Gan's mouth, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he muttered to himself: "Is this the ever-changing illusion of the peak realm, and the skillful use of ancient supernatural powers?"

He felt that the white figure on the opposite side was obviously different from his own when he was casting a variety of illusions.

The figure was a true fusion of the myriad of illusions and the environment, and that kind of myriad of illusions was like a part of his body, regardless of each other, and it was very easy to perform.

Moreover, the white figure has completely mastered the residual power of the supernatural powers, and the power of thunder and lightning is like his arm, which can be controlled at will.

At this time, the speed of the white figure was extremely fast, and Wang Qian knew that he couldn't dodge, so he simply retreated.

When there is no way to avoid it, offense is the best defense, this is Xiao Zhan's original words.

Wang Qian's eyes were like torches, his mind began to empty, his heart gradually calmed down, and the whole person quieted down.

The flickering arcs and violent aura around him began to soften, and his brain was ethereal and clear, as if the breath had disappeared into this world.

"Boom!"

The white figure was still changing, stepping on the earth, walking like flying, as if it only moved slightly, and appeared next to Wang Gan.

The Qingfeng sword in his hand was full of murderous aura and slashed towards Wang Gan's head.

If this sword is hit, Wang Gan will definitely die.

But Wang Gan's face was surprisingly calm at the moment, and when the sword was about to slash, he dodged it with a wonderful trajectory.

"I see, although your comprehension of martial arts is deeper than mine, in fact, all of this comes from my inner thoughts. ”

"Whether it's martial arts or combat skills, it's actually a guess in my heart, but as long as I have the idea that you are stronger than me in my heart, then you are better than me, right?"

"If I don't have anything in my mind, then you can't see through my movements, martial arts will not be more advanced than me, and you may not be my opponent. ”

Wang Gan's eyes flashed with bright light, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky.

"If you want to defeat me in the strongest state, you must be fearless, indomitable, and abandon all fearful distractions, so that no one can overcome me. ”

Rumble!

Like a revived ancient beast, Wang Qian no longer defended himself and took the initiative to attack the white figure.

And his face was calm, there was not a trace of fear in his mind, and the whole person had a fearless aura, without thinking or thinking, and attacked completely by the instinct of his body.

"Bang!"

Between Wang Qian and the white figure, a fierce battle broke out again, and the violent aura swept in all directions, with light and shadow, wind and waves whistling, and sword shadows colliding, as if opening the heavens and the earth, the scene was very spectacular.

This time, Wang Qian was still at a disadvantage, but the difference was that the white figure did not have the kind of combat power that crushed everything before.

Under the attack of the storm, although Wang Qian was still coughing up blood, he was also carefully participating in the martial arts performed by the white figure.

Wang Qian was equivalent to a student at this time, and the white figure was like a teacher.

Because Wang Qian found that this self in the strongest state that was copied out was the best teacher, and he completely showed the mysteries of various martial arts in front of him.

In addition to the plum blossom boxing has been comprehended to the extreme by him, there are thousands of changes, drawing swordsmanship, grabbing tiger claws, and there is still a lot of distance from the peak realm.

There are weak and strong in martial arts, but the strength of power still lies in one's own understanding.

The third-order martial arts of the peak realm are much stronger than the fourth-order martial arts that have just started.

Under the attack of the white figure, Wang Qian had no thoughts, as if he had entered a strange state.

In this state, Wang Gan's comprehension of martial arts improved rapidly.

In addition, his combat skills are also improving, not relying on the urge of thoughts, and completely relying on the instinct of the body to resist the attack of the white figure.

An ethereal and mysterious aura spread from his body, and a faint layer of light seemed to appear on his body, and the treasure light of his flesh flickered.

Wang Gan's combat power, under the tempering of life and death, is getting stronger and stronger, although his cultivation has not improved, but his mind, martial arts, and combat skills have undergone a baptism, and the whole life has an indomitable momentum.

In the end, he even began to gain the upper hand slightly, and his combat power increased very rapidly.

Under this tremendous pressure, the several martial arts he mastered were all improving rapidly, and gradually recovering the decline.

"Although you are the strongest state of me, you are only a clone, not a ...... Create!"

Wang Qian let out a low snort, his eyes flashing with a bright light.

He was surrounded by thunder and lightning, spewing thin aura and divine light, his hands were quickly sealed, and all the martial arts he had learned were circulating in his heart, light and shadow flickering, with a kind of devastating and decaying violent fluctuations.

Wang Qian jumped out violently and blasted towards the white figure with a punch.

This punch was roaring with wind and thunder, and the aura was swirling, releasing a breathtaking momentum.

It is like a tiger roaring, and a sword erupting, dominating the universe, with the power of killing everything.

The white figure on the opposite side showed a shocked look on his face for the first time, and he also let out a long howl.

Burst out of the plum blossom fist, grappling the tiger's claws, drawing swordsmanship, and even unleashed hundreds of thunder and lightning powers.

But under this punch, everything was shattered and exploded into a rain of light.

Rumble!

This punch finally enveloped the white figure, the shadow of the fist covered the sky, and the light and shadow shone in all directions, grinding him to pieces.

Wang Qian stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were dipped in light, and his whole body exuded an incomparable momentum, and there was a vague invincible aura.

The last punch was Wang Gan's self-created punch in a state of thoughtlessness, integrating all his martial arts together, combined with the indomitable momentum at that time.

The power of this punch is earth-shattering.

If it gets out, it will definitely shock many people.

Ordinary cultivators, when they were in the Spirit Aperture Realm, would at most create a second-order martial art, and Wang Qian's punch just now was comparable to a fifth-order martial art.

Not to mention kneading a few martial arts and creating new martial arts.

"Pretend to be forced in front of me, you don't deserve it. ”

Wang Qian said disdainfully, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he found that in the place where the white figure was shattered, there was a token that flashed with black and white light.

He hurriedly walked over and took the token in his hand.

The tentacles are warm, divided into black and white, black and white, flowing with a mysterious and dusty light, exuding vicissitudes, simplicity and mystery, as if they have experienced countless years.

I don't know what material this token is made of, but there is a mysterious power that makes people feel awe-inspired.

On the front of the token, two straight lines, one horizontal and one vertical, are depicted, intersecting together, resembling a "ten" shape.

The black and white streamer of the word "ten" overflowed, spraying an indestructible breath, as if it was about to fly through the air.

"What is this?"

Wang Gan's face showed a strange look, because he found that the aura of this token was actually somewhat similar to the aura of the White Tiger Golden Seal.

Moreover, when he was in the ancient cemetery, he also relied on the White Tiger Golden Seal to survive, and he also entered the Liangyi Blood Soul Array.

And the White Tiger Golden Seal came from the terrifying existence in the ruins of Golden Grain Mountain.

Wang Qian felt that all of this was too much of a coincidence, and there seemed to be some connection in the dark, but he couldn't grasp it.

Turning to the other side, he found that they were two ancient mysterious words, although he couldn't understand them, Wang Qian could clearly understand the meaning.

"Vertical. ”

That's the meaning of these two words,

Wang Qian was very puzzled, but he still put it away excitedly, maybe this token was a token of the terrifying existence of the Jinliang Mountain Ruins?

When the time comes, when you encounter someone chasing and killing something, you will run towards the ruins of Jinliang Mountain with a token, which is right.

After the white figure disappeared, this piece of heaven and earth changed, and Wang Qian finally came to the ninth-floor Great Sun Tower.

This is a white mist space, white and boundless, full of aura, making people feel peaceful and peaceful.

"After waiting so long, a living man finally came. ”

Wang Qian was vigilantly scouting the surroundings, looking for an opponent on the ninth layer, when an ethereal voice with a hint of excitement sounded in his ears.

In front of Wang Gan, ripples rippled in the void, a black and white divine light flickered, and a light and shadow appeared in the void.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing a robe, with a tall figure, standing in the void, with a unique charm, giving people a sense of Tsinghua detachment.

The sword-like eyebrows flew diagonally into the black hair under the corners of the sideburns, and the eyes were deep, as if they contained an endless galaxy.

Looking at Wang Qian at this moment, his face was excited, and his detached temperament seemed to be a little contrasting.

Wang Qian didn't feel the slightest hostility from the man, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior, who are you?" Wang Qian asked with a slight bow.

The man saw the power of qi and blood overflowing from Wang Gan's body, and the look of relief on his face became stronger and stronger, and he said softly: "Through the ages, 300,000 years have passed, and the vicissitudes of life have passed. ”

"I'm just a wisp of the remnant soul of the deity, leaning on the Nine Colored Great Sun Pagoda left by the deity, I have been sleeping here, and I only woke up after the aura was revived. ”

"That senior, dare to ask who your deity is?" Wang Qian asked curiously.

"I have long forgotten the name of the deity, but I remember that the world called him the Emperor. The man smiled indifferently and sighed.

"Emperor Zongheng!"

Wang Qian exclaimed in surprise, and a thunderclap sounded in his mind.

Immediately, he hurriedly took out all the tokens and the White Tiger Gold Seal, looked at the man, and hurriedly asked, "Senior, what is the relationship between this White Tiger Gold Seal and the Token and you?"

The man looked at the gold seal and token in Wang Gan's hand, his eyes were dull, and he was a little distracted, and after a long time, he slowly raised his head.

The man walked up to Wang Gan's side and said slowly: "This token and the golden seal are indeed my things. ”