The man stood in mid-air, as if looking around, the wind blowing, and he was dressed in white and snow, and he was extraordinary.

The swirls of clouds in the sky became smaller and smaller, like marshmallows compressed by a huge force, and finally formed a black ball of more than one meter, hanging above the head of the man in white, like a divine ring.

The entire Black Cloud Abyss disappeared into the faint night, and only a few tiny points of light seemed to be unwilling to disappear, drifting in the night sky with the wind.

The man in white slowly stretched out his right hand and gently waved it towards the swirling clouds and mist that were still spinning in the abyss below.

A gust of wind came out of thin air, spreading from the middle, and the whirlpool shattered and scattered in an instant, and the flowers and trees that were still on the surrounding cliffs seemed to be released from some kind of confinement, and swayed with the wind. Even the night sky seems to have been washed away, faintly white, and gradually returned to the way it should be at dawn.

With a wave of the hand, there is such power, only miracles.

Canghai's heart was so excited, he never dreamed that he would be able to witness the legendary true god with his own eyes, and his knees were bent and he was about to kneel down to worship.

In the ground, the changes are abrupt, the wind direction is reversed, the sky is dark, and the branches and leaves of the trees are still swaying happily one second, and the next second they are frozen, motionless like sculptures. The wind returned into the abyss, stirred the clouds, and spun again.

The man in white also seemed to be taken aback, raised his hand to grab it to the sky, and it seemed to grab a long silver light from the void, smashed it down towards the fog layer, and shouted: "Sure!"

Between the silver light sprinkled down, the ground suddenly swelled and lengthened, quickly winding the whirlpool that had just taken shape, and then one changed to two, two to four, four to eight, horizontal eight, vertical eight, like tying up zongzi to tie the vortex firmly. The whirlpool suddenly stopped spinning.

In the dark night, more than ten silver photovoltaics like giant pythons are above the clouds and mist, which is very beautiful.

Unexpectedly, the vortex paused for a moment, and the tiny points of light that had just been scattered among the clouds suddenly gathered in this direction, connecting end to end, converging into a small circle of light. The aperture rotated at a rapid pace, and the vortex seemed to be injected with more force, driven by the aperture, and began to rotate again. The dozen or so silver rays of light couldn't hold it back, and it was pulled and twisted by the whirlpool several times, and they were stretched one after another.

The whirlpool broke free from its restraints, and suddenly it was like a wild horse on the loose, galloping wantonly, turning more and more urgently. In an instant, a black tornado was formed, absorbing all the clouds and mist of the black cloud abyss.

The man in white formed ten fingers into claws and closed them to his chest. A golden cage burst out of the sky, boomed, and faced the tornado under the hood.

However, the tornado turned so violently that it only shook the golden cage and trembled, and cracks appeared one after another, but for a moment, it finally couldn't bear it, and with a loud bang, it exploded into starlight.

At the same time, the black tornado burst out of the cage, twisted and contracted sharply, and suddenly condensed into a black figure. The figure swirled and slammed into the back of the man in white, throwing out with one kick.

This time it became a hurry, and it was a long story, but what actually happened was just a flash of lightning. The man in white was facing each other, his body shot out, and even the air was rubbed out of a streamer, and he slammed into the cliff on the edge of the abyss from mid-air.

But when I heard the earth shaking, the cliff more than ten miles long in the Black Cloud Abyss collapsed in half.

Canghai was almost shaken to the bottom of the cliff, and his heart was beating suddenly, he didn't expect that another person would appear after the clouds and mist gathered, and he didn't know why the two of them were so torn apart as soon as they appeared. As far as the eye can see, the black cloud abyss is filled with gunsmoke, collapsing all the way to the end of the line of sight, stretching for an unknown number of miles. Fortunately, the impact on his side is not large, otherwise it would be like a grain of dust, and his bones would be buried here.

The man in black seemed to have broken the ban on pause time, and the strong wind made the surrounding trees rattle as if they were still like sculptures.

Suddenly, the rocks in the abyss exploded, and the white-clothed figure flew into the sky from the cracks in the embedded cliff wall, his clothes fluttering, still chic, and he seemed to be unharmed.

The circle of silver light from before hung above the man in black. Above the head of the man in white hung a black ball made of black clouds. The two faced each other in the air. It seems that one god and one demon overwhelm the heavens and the earth.

Canghai couldn't see their faces clearly, and could only rely on the wind to faintly hear their words.

The man in white said coldly, "I didn't expect you to come here with you." ”

The man in black said: "Hmph, you think that if you destroy the passage, you can come here and do whatever you want? ”

The man in white held one hand, and in the midst of the humming, a huge barrier emerged, enveloping the black cloud abyss in it, isolating it from the outside world.

The man in black glanced at the barrier and said lightly: "Hmph, the barrier?" It seems that you also have some scruples, and want to narrow the scope of the battle here, so as not to alarm him. ”

The man in white said: "Isn't this also your wish? You don't want this world to be ruined, do you?"

The man in black said: "Yes, I only need to destroy you." ”

The man in white seemed to have heard a big joke and sneered: "If you can destroy me, you don't have to run here." ”

The man in black said: "I came here, I can't destroy you, but I can destroy him." ”

The man in white froze for a moment, paused, and said coldly: "Coincidentally, so am I." I can't kill you, but I can kill him. ”

The man in black said: "Then it depends on who starts faster." ”

The man in white said: "I can guarantee that the people I killed are much easier than yours." ”

The man in black said: "The matter is still inconclusive, don't talk too hard." But I'm a little curious, if he notices your presence, what will happen in this world?"

The man in white said: "Hmph, this is impossible. Once this happens, including you, including me, including this day, including this place, no one can guarantee that they will be able to bear the unpredictable consequences. You would never want to do that. ”

The man in black said, "What if I want to?"

The man in white sneered, "I can't stop you." You might as well give it a try. If you feel like you have enough time. The long arm drew a semicircle in front of him, and shouted: "All things are born.

As soon as the words fell, the plants within the barrier seemed to be summoned, like animals, trembling and trembling, and they grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Canghai staggered on the rocks, unsteady on his feet, and hurriedly hugged the trees next to him. But the sound of the wind whirring, the trees are entangled and climbing each other, from more than ten meters to tens of meters, from dozens of meters to hundreds of meters, straight to the sky.

Plants spread across the sky, all wrapped around the man in black. The man in black was about to make a move, when suddenly there was an exclamation from among the trees.

The man in white and the man in black looked towards the source of the sound, and couldn't help but be stunned at the same time.

It turned out that Canghai was lying on a tree, was taken into the air, and fell down without grasping it for a while, so he screamed. Fortunately, there were vines everywhere in the air, and as he fell, he grabbed a few thick vines with both hands, and climbed up to another tree along them. This time, I held on to it, and I would rather die than let go.

The man in white and the man in black were stunned for half a minute. Suddenly, the man in white looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, shouting, "There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there! This time, you have lost!"

A bright light shot out from the palm of his hand and went straight to the sea.

Its momentum is like lightning and flint, fast as thunder, and the killing opportunity is infinite!

Canghai only felt creepy for a moment.