Stepping into the portal, what I saw was an infinite void.\\The many spell monks had already summoned their altars again, and they were separated from each other.

This void has no upper and lower levels, no left or right, and there is no distinction between sky and land, which is extremely familiar to Luo Fan, but for these monks who have not been out of this planet many times in their lives, they are extremely unaccustomed to it.

In such a situation, with the choice of an altar that can be used as a foothold, they will naturally not be forced to endure it.

After Luo Fan, the Spell King also stepped into the portal.

Seeing that many spell monks summoned the altar and stepped on the altar again, as if they were still on that planet, the Spell King smiled slightly and said, "Since this matter was mentioned by Luo Fan Daoyou, I will discuss it with Luo Fan Daoyou first, and show everyone what a quasi-saint-level battle should be like." ”

"Thankfully. Many other spell cultivators could only say that.

Luo Fan smiled slightly, nodded, and with a movement of his heart, his altar reappeared.

However, this time it was not the huge form that had appeared before, but it had been compressed many times and turned into a shape less than a foot high, suspended above his head.

Countless spells hung down from the seed in the form of ribbons, surrounding his body and up and down.

Seeing this, the Spell King raised his hand and flicked it back, and the portal behind him shook slightly, and then disappeared into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.

After that, an altar appeared above his head, which had been compressed many times over, as if it were held up by something incomparably stable.

Just, that's all. There were no spells on the three-tiered altar, only a faint aura diffused from the altar, so that anyone couldn't help but focus on the altar.

"You come first. The Spell King was suspended there, and said lightly.

At this moment, the location of many other spell cultivators was in a circle. Surrounded by the two of them, that is, around the portal that had existed before that. In the void, a void with a radius of thousands of miles was released.

With a radius of thousands of miles, this is nothing for any quasi-saint-level battle, but it is used to fight. But it was enough for both sides to show their strength.

The Dao realm of the Talisman King is the pinnacle of the middle and quasi-saint. And Luo Fan's strength has only just achieved Xiaocheng quasi-saint. Judging from the strength of the table alone, the difference in strength between the two is more than 10,000 times. With such a comparison of strength, it was obviously impossible for the Spell King to attack Luo Fan first—if that was the case. Isn't it that Luo Fan couldn't make a single move, and was directly killed in seconds?

Therefore, the first to strike can only be Luo Fan. Luo Fan naturally expected this a long time ago, and heard the words of the Spell King. You're welcome, his heart moved slightly, and the spell hanging down from the altar suddenly condensed, condensing into countless sharp blades in the void, crossing the void in an instant, and directly stabbing at the Charm King.

Each of these sharp blades is extremely sharp, extremely tough, that speed. It's faster than you can imagine. Even the void could not bear it, and under its impact, waves of spatial ripples were generated, spreading out in all directions from where the blade passed, making the surrounding spell monks feel a chill.

In an instant, the altars retreated. gave up a larger void to free up the battle between Luo Fan and the Spell King.

Facing such a sharp blade attack, the Charm King's eyes lit up slightly, and he said hello, and there was a wave above his head. An invisible wave spread out from the altar, and in an instant, it swept away the countless sharp blades released by Luo Fan's altar. Directly twisted those countless blades into a fundamental spell.

Luo Fan had already expected this, his mind moved slightly, and those charms were shocked, turning into strength and rushing back, and in the process, the light gradually lit up, and it re-condensed into charms.

"It's too stingy. To regain control of these spells, it is better to re-condense the spells to attack. The Spell King shook his head, and did not move, but spoke.

Just now, after the sharp blades condensed by Luo Fan were twisted by the fluctuations generated by the Spell King's altar, the imprint contained in them had almost completely collapsed and disappeared, leaving only a little remnant, allowing him to reluctantly control these spells.

And what he did afterwards was to recall these charms, re-imbuing them with his own brand, and giving them the ability to fight again. The reason why he had to retreat some space was precisely because retreating made him feel more relaxed to put those imprints into it.

However, as the Spell King said, this is a waste of time, although it saves the power to condense these spells. Although the time wasted compared to the re-condensation spell attack, and even an instant is considered an overestimate, in a true quasi-saint-level battle, such a slight time gap is enough to have a fundamental impact on the final victory or defeat - this is also what the Spell King means.

Luo Fan smiled secretly in his heart. There was a sudden look on his face. Such a flaw was naturally deliberately exposed by him. If he directly made up for a flaw and made his own combat ability flawless, wouldn't that increase the chances of others doubting?

Suddenly, Luo Fan's mind moved slightly, and those charms naturally condensed between the voids and turned into a nine-clawed divine dragon.

When this divine dragon first took shape, it was only a few zhang long. But after Luo Fan took shape, he directly controlled the altar above his head to gush out countless charms and pour into the nine-clawed dragon, causing the nine-clawed dragon to expand at an unimaginable speed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thousand zhang long, suspended in the void, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, and making a sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

In the process of the nine-clawed divine dragon being fully formed, the Spell King did not make the slightest movement, but just watched from the sidelines.

He didn't say anything.

Obviously, he wanted to see what kind of moves Luo Fan could perform, and as for the lack of comments, he obviously wanted to fully feel the power of that move before proceeding.

When this nine-clawed divine dragon turned into a thousand zhang long and became extremely condensed, like a real flesh and blood creature, Luo Fan snorted lightly, raised his hand and pointed at it, and the nine-clawed divine dragon let out a long groan, and pounced directly on the Spell King. This pounce. The mysteries of the martial arts are extremely subtle, containing countless battle tricks, and countless phantoms are dangling between the voids, producing countless billions of changes, almost locking the direction of the spell king's dodge.

The Spell King saw this. His eyes brightened: "Although this person's combat experience at the quasi-saint level is almost zero. But the imagination is quite amazing, the Spell Condensation Beast can do it almost as long as the Charm Monk has the altar, but the condensation is so real, so powerful. It's so smart, but almost no one can do it. Even me, too, was quite reluctant. ”

Thinking like this, he didn't hesitate in the slightest move, and the altar above his head shook again. This time, it was not just fluctuating, but a huge palm composed of two charms rushed straight up, and as soon as the void stretched out and grabbed it, it directly grabbed the head and tail of the spell divine dragon, and suddenly pulled it to both sides, and the divine dragon was directly straightened, making Luo Fan completely lose control of him.

Such a method is flashy. For a quasi-saint-level monk, there was not much of a threat. The Spell King said with a slight smile.

Obviously, he thought that the overall situation had been decided, and began to comment on this trick.

Seeing this, Luo Fan smiled. He had already revealed flaws before, and naturally there was no need to deliberately reveal flaws at this time—if they were all flaws. That is, some are too late, they seem false, and they will make people suspicious.

His mind moved, only to see that the nine-clawed divine dragon that was pulled by two big hands at one end and one tail shook slightly. As soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, a drill rushed out of his mouth. Turned into a curtain of light and shrouded the Spell King.

This training was condensed and tenacious, extremely sharp, and the void collapsed piece by piece under this practice, shattering bit by bit, and finally completely turned into nothingness, leaving only a black piece of nothingness in the void.

Facing this practice, the Spell King's face finally changed slightly. The two spell giant hands let go, turned around, let go of the divine dragon, and directly grabbed the horse.

Although this horse training is just an illusory light, it is composed of a spell after all, and although the giant hand is extremely condensed, it looks like real flesh and blood, but after all, it is also composed of a charm. There is no essential difference between the two, so this giant hand that looks like real flesh and blood can grasp the seemingly illusory light.

The power of that horse practice was extremely amazing, although the giant hand was made up of stronger spells in a more subtle way, but under the impact of the horse training, the two giant hands began to collapse and dissolve. It looked as if the flesh and blood of those two giant hands were peeling off layer by layer.

"Good!" the Spell King shouted when he saw this, not angry but happy.

Countless more spells rushed up from the altar above his head, condensing into a huge long knife, which suddenly fell from top to bottom, and slashed through the horse in an instant.

This long knife looked ordinary, and it didn't produce anything unusual when it slashed through the void.

But when it crossed the horse, the horse was like a balloon that had been punctured, suddenly deflated, gradually shrunk, and finally collapsed and dissipated.

As the horse dissipated, the nine-clawed divine dragon turned in the void, and suddenly a huge fist blasted directly towards the Spell King.

At this moment, the two big spell hands were in tatters, obviously difficult to control perfectly, and the long knife had just broken the horse training, and it couldn't be taken back for a while, and it was the moment when no one could stop the fist.

This fist is not too big, at most it is only a circle larger than the entire body of the Spell King. Such a size, compared to the diameter of thousands of zhang, is naturally smaller, I don't know much. But it is countless times more condensed than that, and if it can be hit, it is countless times more powerful.

The speed of that fist was beyond imagination, and it directly hit the Spell King's body.

The Spell King's eyes were slightly glazed, as if he couldn't react, and let the fist slam into his body.

It's just that the result was expected for Luo Fan, but for the other spell monks, it was a big surprise and felt unbelievable.

Because, the result of the collision was completely different from what they imagined, it was not that the Spell King was injured, but that the fist was like tofu hitting a stone, and it collapsed and shattered directly, and even the charm could not return, and it directly turned into scattered energy and flew around, forming a gust of wind.

And the Charm King was suspended there, his face calm and calm, and he patted his body as if nothing had happened.

"Daoyou's combat talent is really amazing, it seems that as long as you practice for a while, you can perfectly adapt to the battle of the quasi-saint level. The Spell King said with a smile.

"It's a pity that you still haven't been able to reveal your true supernatural powers. Luo Fan sighed.

"Why should Daoist friends be presumptuous? Isn't what I'm revealing now the real supernatural powers?" said him, the light on his body shone, and the humanoid phantom composed of countless spells appeared from him, and began to expand continuously. Finally expanded to a height of ten zhang before stopping.

"This is a spell body, and it is a reconstructed body of countless charms according to the structure of the body. Has quite an impressive defense. It is a quasi-saint-level battle that must require the magic power of actual combat. The Spell King laughed.

"It turns out that this spell body is used here...... At this time, the surrounding spell monks all admired.

The magic power of the Charm Dharma Body has been described in the cultivation method passed down to them by the Charm King. They all know how to build it. But all along, they have only regarded it as an out-of-body incarnation, as a clone, but they have not thought about fusing it with the body, so that the body's defense can be greatly strengthened.

As for why the supernatural powers necessary for the battle of the quasi-saint level at this time. The reason is simpler. Quasi-saint-level existence, any attack is enough to destroy the world, if there is no super defense, if you are not careful, you will die, and your soul will be scattered. Naturally, this spell body is needed for defense.

Luo Fan actually knows this.

Because of this, he had not exclaimed anything that could have been said in this way before—although he insisted that he could have said it, but it was too against his will to say it, and he naturally did not want to say more.

"Come again. After the Spell King explained, he smiled slightly, and the spell body shrunk again, still merging with his body, completely hidden between invisibility. It's as if it never happened.

It's just that at this moment, none of the many spell monks present dared to treat it as a non-existent zài, and they all observed the spell king very carefully, wanting to see if there was anything special about him. Will there be any amazing supernatural powers to show later?

Luo Fan naturally won't be polite. After the previous few attacks that were in line with his Dao Xing Realm level, he understood that he no longer needed to continue to suppress his patience, and he could exert stronger strength, and began to test whether the Spell King in front of him was the Great Immortal.

The principle of heuristics is not complicated. If it is the spell king in front of him, it is the great quasi-saint. Then obviously, the more you fight, the stronger you get. The more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, turning all kinds of unfortunate encounters into luck and turning misfortune into blessings, which is his most basic trait. That is to say, if the Spell King in front of him is the Great Quasi-Saint, then he is the protagonist of the entire dream world, as long as Luo Fan's attack does not have an absolute overwhelming advantage, it can only bring him benefits, but it is impossible for him to be harmed.

And if it weren't, then naturally it wouldn't have such a trait.

As his mind turned, the altar above Luo Fan's head suddenly sank down, and with one swallow, he swallowed him into the altar. Then the altar flashed with a faint bright red light, and in a flash, it had come to the Spell King, and in a flash, there were countless bright red spells gushing out directly, condensing into a huge axe under the altar, and directly blasting towards the Spell King.

The Spell King's face froze slightly, and with a gesture of his hand, the two giant hands grabbed the long knife he had condensed later, and slammed it upward, directly towards the axe with a faint bright red.

The axe was so huge that it emitted a terrifying aura, as if it was enough to completely destroy the entire universe and the whole world.

However, the long knife of the Charm King was extremely plain, and it looked like it was made of ordinary mortal iron, and there was no trace of peculiarity at all.

The difference between the appearance of the two, any living being present can clearly see that the subtlety of the long knife is many times more than that of the axe, and only in this way can it be completely restrained and look so ordinary.

However, these two weapons, which were originally extremely far apart, collided in one place, and the result was completely different from everyone's imagination.

In an instant, the long knife was directly smashed by the axe, although the axe was shot everywhere with the collapse of the long knife, but it still pounced on the spell king with an irresistible momentum, directly slashing at the two huge arms, cutting the arms apart, and at the same time, he still had a charm that continued to fly out, obviously more and more severely damaged.

Even though the axe had been damaged so badly, even if it was already blurred, the light on the surface swayed slightly, and it seemed to show signs of instability, but it still slashed towards the Spell King.

The fundamental reason why the axe is so powerful is obviously the bright red light that has been added to it at this time.

This bright red, if nothing else, is exactly what Luo Fan realized, a trace of mystery in the trend of the times.

This trace of mystery is insignificant or even negligible compared to all the mysteries contained in the trend of the times, but its power is earth-shattering. If the spell king in front of him is like Yan Chengcheng, he has realized some specious mysteries of the trend of the times, and he can barely hold on to it, and there will not be too much disparity.

But obviously, this spell king at this moment has no concept of the trend of the times at all, let alone know that there is a cosmic cycle of an era in 5.6 billion years, where can he have the slightest understanding of the mystery of the trend of the times? Therefore, after the axe was loaded with a trace of the mystery of the trend of the times, he cultivated a spell that far surpassed Luo Fan's unknown number of thousands of times, and he was completely unable to resist the slash of the axe, and all the defenses were like paper paste, which was directly cut open, and he was about to be cut in half by the axe from beginning to end!

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