In the distorted space full of gray all around, Tang Yang slowly walked forward.

It was the first time he had entered such a strange space, everything around him seemed to be exactly the same, and the aura seemed to be isolated here, and he had to restrain his aura to prevent the spread of his spiritual power.

Under the eyes of the Chaos God, there was still a gray world in front of him, and he saw as if there were two completely different worlds, the world on his side was lifeless, but the world in his eyes was full of all kinds of brilliance.

The most striking thing was a puppet standing there strangely, its hands and feet as if they were bound, its body was a little rotten, and there was a trace of gray air on it, and he couldn't figure out how many years the puppet had existed.

Tang Yang strode forward, a punch containing strong strength blasted out, the fist blade flashed with crystal brilliance, and a rich evil qi swept forward.

It was just a punch, as if it shook the world where the puppet was located, the puppet broke free from the restraints and slowly moved forward, the barrier between the two worlds seemed to him to not exist at all, and his figure appeared ten zhang in front of Tang Yang.

Rumble!

An aura that belonged to the middle stage of the Domain Realm filled the audience, and the color of each part of the puppet's body was different.

His left hand was red, and Tang Yang could feel the spread of the killing breath.

The right hand is blue, and the sound of the whistling wind comes from it, which is the way of the wind.

The legs are white and blue, and the water and ice and snow under their feet are constantly changing, which is very strange.

The black gold stick was clenched, Tang Yang really wanted to kill this puppet as soon as possible, the rules of the Void Battle were the seven moves of the person who entered, and one of them was still a Dao technique, which made him a little stunned.

The puppet moved forward, his right hand back, and the sound of the wind surrounded him, speeding him up.

The left hand was forward, the crimson fist shadow formed, and the void in front of Tang Yang seemed to be distorted by the fist shadow, and the surrounding aura was forcibly intercepted into it, constantly enhancing the power of the fist shadow.

"Killing Demon Fist? Very good, I didn't expect the first one to use my martial arts, you really look up to me!" Tang Yang's body continued to be filled with brilliance, and the aura around him seemed to be attracted in some way, converging towards this side.

"Ghost Hand of the Killer"

Tang Yang roared, the aura around him quietly turned red, and countless phantoms swept forward one after another, and the vast momentum swept forward, the murderous aura was vertical and horizontal, and finally condensed into a wide ghost hand and slapped forward.

The fists and palms intersected, and the two martial arts were frozen in mid-air for only one breath before turning into a shockwave and sweeping around.

Tang Yang's heart trembled, his body moved backwards wildly, and it was like a crimson fist shadow breaking through the murderous aura in front of him, disintegrating behind him, and the burst of power instantly lifted him away.

Face down on the ground far away, fortunately his physical body was strong, this move shocked his qi and blood, and did not cause much impact.

But before he could stand up, the puppet immediately raised his right hand, and the wind howled, and countless wind sounds came from this isolated space.

The Gangfeng tornado condensed in terror above, condensed into substance in a very short period of time, and turned into a crystal big hand to suppress it downward!

Tang Yang got up, the spiritual power in his body rolled, and the crimson aura hovered in his left hand, making great noise.

A punch blasted out, and a massive amount of aura turned into your fist shadow, and in a very short time, the fist shadow expanded, blasting upwards.

The fists and palms intersected, the wind raged, and for a while, it seemed to set off a storm here, and the fists were extremely strong, blasting open the palm prints, and finally disintegrating above.

Tang Yang roared, the black gold stick dragged up countless ghosts, the terrifying violent force shook all around, a stick was thrown out, and there was a clicking sound in the distorted space.

The powerful force blasted straight forward, the puppet did not move, but the black light on the chest moved, the black quickly dimmed, and finally turned into a black dot and separated, and the aura around it seemed to be intercepted, constantly increasing its power.

The black dot evolved into a pillar of light, rushing straight towards Tang Yang.

The pillar of light shook the void, and the terrifying aura enveloped on it seemed to be able to swallow everything.

Tang Yang understood, this was the way of darkness, and it was the way of cultivation of a man in the Tang family's team who had always had a gloomy complexion.

A large amount of spiritual energy surged downward, and golden light burst out from under his feet, and the extremely fast black pillar of light slowed down in his eyes.

Tang Yang was in the wind under his feet, and his body approached like a ghost, and the black gold stick swept across, setting off a series of sonic booms.

The puppet was swept away, its body shook wildly, and even countless cracks were smashed on its chest, but it did not burst open.

Tang Yang roared, wanting to continue the pursuit, but the puppet's legs suddenly burst into blue light, and the puppet's body moved sideways, dodging before the second stick fell.

Tang Yang's face was gloomy, and with just one blow, he could be sure that the puppet's shortcomings were fixed in a certain part of the body that was still shrouded in luster.

At the moment, the puppet still has three chances to make a move, and with this increase in speed, the puppet's speed will be extremely terrifying.

Sou!

An afterimage swept forward, and the puppet in the void seemed to pull out a spear, the brilliance of his waist turned into a faint point of light, and the spear flashed brightly, and there was a terrifying momentum forward.

"Infinite Combat Method"

Tang Yang's feet stepped on the golden light, his breath became rapid, and the forward bombardment could only make people capture the afterimage, and the speed was amazing.

The puppet's speed is not slow, but it is more than a step worse than Tang Yang, the spear flickering brightly, sweeping forward as if with layers of sonic boom.

As the two fought, ripples spread out one after another, and the silence was completely broken in this space, and the sound of sonic booms was endless, and the terrifying ripples and majesty diffused to all around, making people's hearts palpitate.

The two afterimages quickly staggered, and one of them had a black gold brilliance bursting out around it, blasting forward as if each blow carried a force of ten thousand catties.

In addition, the figure was hovering, constantly retreating and trying to get out, his speed was not fast, but the aura around his body poured in one after another, pouring into his body in a very short time, turning into a terrifying momentum and sweeping forward.

Among the many people on the first layer, Tang Yang was not the only one who broke through to this level, Yun Jue had a red gold chain in his hand, and the power exuded from it belonged to a heavy treasure, and every time he threw it out, it was accompanied by a whistling air, which was very terrifying.

Opposite him, a puppet shrouded in heavy armor reached out to hold the chain, pulled it suddenly, and blasted out with a punch, Yun Du was injured, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

A pair of black wings sprouted from behind the armored puppet, flew up in the air, and shot forward, slamming into Yun Du with a punch.

Hu Weiyin's hands were staggered, a fist with a foot of 10,000 catties kept bombarding, he wanted to fight back, but the realm of the puppet in front of him was a small realm higher than him, the puppet's attack speed was very fast, and the force spread all over his body, and he wanted to vomit blood.

Feng Ye's figure was soaring in the space, his face was very cold, his body was bursting with murderous intent, there were points of light floating in the wind in his hands, and behind him, there were six puppets that exuded the same fluctuations chasing him!

There have been casualties on the first layer, a short man in the Tang family's camp has a hole in his chest, his face is like ashes, the puppet in front of him only has the color of his left leg, he never imagined that the first move of the puppet is the Dao technique, the six martial arts are fused with each other, and it pierces his chest.

There is a person in the Purple Demon Sect camp who was cut into two pieces by the sword qi cut out by the puppet, and the Dao breath dissipated, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

One of the Yang family was smashed into pulp by the mountains turned into puppets, and the death was unbearable.

In the previous battle, no matter how dangerous it was, they dared to rush forward regardless of it, because they knew that they would not die here.

But in the Void War, casualties are no longer uncommon, and one percent of the people are killed by the puppets, and this is not the end.

In the second layer, the final battle began, and seven people sat on top of the seven futons, each with a drop of blood suspended in front of them, which contained a great creation.

In front of the seven futons, a long and narrow passage stood, and the heavy stone gate was descending every moment, and if they wanted to enter, they had to refine their blood and rush in before the stone gate.

They only had a quarter of an hour, and the crimson blood exuded a coercion that belonged to the Star Refining Realm alone.

In the first layer, Tang Yang looked ahead vigilantly, the puppet made two moves in a short period of time, and now there was one last move left, he couldn't beat the puppet, so he could only wait for the puppet to make the last move.

The aura in his body was seventy percent, and he was thinking about how to block it.

The puppet moved, the spear in his hand disappeared, and the blue light that overflowed from his legs dissipated in the air, as if returning to its original form.

There was a flash of brilliance on the puppet's head, and a whirlpool appeared, initially small, then rapidly expanded, and the surrounding aura was intercepted in a very short time.

Tang Yang didn't dare to be careless, the aura in his body was surging, his mouth was open, and a large amount of aura was sucked from around the puppet's body, pouring into his body, brewing the strongest blow!

Click, click!

The puppet's body was strewn with numerous cracks, and its legs dissipated, turning into powder and clinging to its body.

The brilliance was even worse, and a black brilliance appeared in the gray space, surging from all directions, filling the separated space.

Tang Yang's face was gloomy, he already knew the purpose of this puppet.

The violent aura was forcibly intercepted into Tang Yang's body, and it turned into aura gushing out in a very short time, and his meridians ached faintly, but he couldn't care about it.

The puppet's limbs and body vanished completely, leaving only a head that floated silently above it.

The black light soared into the sky, and the terrifying momentum swept forward, as if it was about to shake away the trick that Tang Yang was about to perform.

The puppet turned into ashes, but the surrounding space distorted, and black pillars of light appeared one after another, and the aura seemed to be expelled, and they retreated, and this place was almost a dead zone.

The puppet wanted to create a place without aura and trap him!

Tang Yang strode forward, his fist blade had a crystal brilliance, and the terrifying force shocked the surrounding void, distorting the surrounding space in a very short time.

"Qingxuan Breaking Spirit Fist"

There was a sharp pain in Tang Yang's body, and the aura was forcibly drained at the moment of wandering, like a big pit that could never be filled!

Tang Yang roared, the soles of his feet stomped on the ground and made a roar, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he almost couldn't control the fishy sweetness in his throat.

A punch blasted out, and the terrifying force slammed on the pillar of light, the space distorted, and the aura blasted forward, and the pillar of light distorted.

The black pillar of light seemed to be able to forcibly draw spiritual power around it, and the distorted pillar of light was rapidly recovering.