As it continued to get closer, the aura of killing in the valley came to his face, and if it was a slightly weaker Guiyuan Realm martial artist, it was estimated that as long as he was within a kilometer of the valley, he would be carried away by the violent killing mystery in it, and become a monster who only knew how to kill.

However, for Chu Ming, the killing mystery in this valley is more like a long-hungry person encountering a plate of delicious food, and the killing sword intent in his body is about to roar out, faintly forming a resonance with the killing mystery of the entire valley.

Burst!

The Blood Dome Sword in Chu Ming's hand trembled slightly, and suddenly an inch of sword light burst out from the tip of his sword, instantly piercing the blood-colored stone wall in front of him, and a cave that allowed one person to enter appeared in front of him.

Chu Ming stepped into the cave, only from the outside, it was difficult to find him, of course, it was not ruled out that someone could use soul power to discover him, but in the entire Heavenly Extreme Illusion Realm, it was almost rare to surpass him in terms of soul power, even Ling Yun, at the level of soul power, could not compare to him, after all, the existence of white light tablets strengthened his soul power all the time.

Call!

Chu Ming sat upright in the cave, the killing mysteries around him turned into countless shining points of light, pouring into his body one after another, and in Chu Ming's mind, a sword mark representing the killing sword intent was gradually deepening.

The mystery is also divided into levels, for the killing sword intent, the first order is the lowest, the ninth order is the highest, for the mystery of the meaning, there is also a difference between strength and weakness, but the division of its level is not as cumbersome as the killing sword intent, from low to high, in order of low-level meaning, middle-level meaning, high-level meaning, and top-level meaning.

At present, Chu Ming's three sword path mysteries, as well as the flame mysteries and the wood mysteries, are all at the low-level arcane level.

For example, the power of a low-level Mystery Martial Arts is not weaker than the power of a Middle-level Mystery Realm that has comprehended the Middle-level Mystery Realm and the power of the Intermediate Mystery Martial Arts, or even slightly stronger.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The surrounding killing arcane light spots surrounded Chu Ming, and Chu Ming seemed to turn into a blood-colored insect cocoon.

……

A black figure shuttled quickly in the space, as if a dark meteor crossed the heavens and the earth, and at a certain moment, the black figure suddenly stopped, revealing Ling Yun's indifferent eyes, his eyes were like knives, staring at a certain place in the space, and said lightly.

"Sorocher, come out, I know you're there!"

The breeze hit, and Lingyun's black robe was hunting, and his black hair was flying.

Airplanes!

The space trembled slightly, and in an instant, a yellow linen figure stepped out of the space, and the light and shadow around the body flickered, as if countless stars were flickering, and the space could not withstand the oppressive force on the yellow linen figure, and it was shattered inch by inch.

"Alas, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you're still so impatient."

Surrounded by a faint golden light of Buddha nature, Sorocher is like a real Buddha, and the Dharma is boundless.

"I could beat you that day, and now I can still beat you!"

Ling Yun said indifferently, his whole body burst with energy, roaring towards the sky, the terrifying sound wave turned into a cold finger force, and directly bombarded Sorocher, the space was like a mirror glass, layered on top of each other, and the cold energy, before it came to Sorocher, was consumed by the power of space to become invisible.

"Well, I'm not the same person I used to be."

Sorocher sighed slightly, his body suddenly moved, and his whole body was filled with golden light, the three mysteries of destruction, power, and immortality turned into three huge balls, flying above his head and flying around, as if there was a layer of sky canopy landing, and within more than ten miles of the two of them, it completely became Sorocher's domain.

At this moment, Ling Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he said indifferently: "You have hidden your strength? ”

Ling Yun's voice was like winter ice, which made people shudder, from the skin to the bones.

"No, no one can force me to use all my strength yet, and neither can you!"

Sorocher took a deep look at Ling Yun and said slowly.

Outside.

The moment Sorocher and Ling Yun met, the entire Holy City fell into silence.

Sorocher, the first day of the Western Desert, the second on the transcendence list, Ling Yun, the first day of the Tianwu Continent, the first in the transcendence realm, it is no exaggeration, both of them have the talent to be crowned emperors, and now when they meet, it must be a dragon fight.

"Oh my God, the two of them bumped into each other after all!"

The withered body of the Great Elder of the Guangming Mansion, King Yufan, trembled slightly, and sighed.

Even the King of the Life and Death Realm also had a trace of expectation for the battle between Ling Yun and Solo Che.

The battle between the two can almost decide who the king of the younger generation is, this is an honor, but also a responsibility, shouldering the responsibility of the Tianwu Continent.

"Let's hope there won't be any accidents!"

Lei Yingdong, the master of Wanshan Pavilion, was worried in his heart, Ling Yun was the pillar of Wanshan Pavilion, and the future of Wanshan Pavilion almost depended on Ling Yun, he naturally hoped that Ling Yun would win, but in its current form, the situation was not optimistic.

On the west side of the square, there are more than 300 bald warriors in yellow linen clothes, these warriors have a calm atmosphere and different expressions, some are greedy, some are charitable, some are evil, some are sad, and some are happy, but when combined, they are surprisingly harmonious.

Sitting at the front is a withered old man in gray cloth, his face is brown, his eyes are cloudy, and there is a faint death aura above his head.

This old man is the first strong man in the Tantric Sect of the Western Desert, the Silver Lion Emperor, who once traveled back and forth to the Central God Domain, and had grievances and entanglements with the Emperor Extermination, although his combat power was not as good as the Emperor Annihilation, but he was also at the level of the Emperor who was called the Emperor of the Middle Rank.

"Master, the junior brother's tantric mudra has been cultivated to the transformation realm, and the immortal golden body has also been cultivated to the twelfth level, this time, the first in the Heavenly Extreme Illusion Realm, it must be the junior brother's."

A middle-aged man who was neither happy nor sad sat beside the Silver Lion Emperor, bowed his head and whispered.

"Don't underestimate the people of the world, especially in this Central God Domain, there were Emperor Creation and Emperor Destruction twenty years ago, who can be sure that there will be no outliers this time!"

The Silver Lion Emperor sighed slightly, and said slowly, he had suffered a loss because he despised others, and he didn't want his disciples to make the same mistakes as him.

……

Rumble!

At this moment, Ling Yun and Solo Che had really collided together, Ling Yun's fingers were slightly clicked, and the terrifying inch of light swept into a whirlpool in the space, and the surrounding space was instantly torn to pieces, Ling Yun shot with all his strength, and he could kill the powerhouse of the Nine Heavens of the Transcendence Realm with a single blow at will.

"Don't waste your efforts, you can't win me!"

Sorocher's face was indifferent, his knife-like face was extremely handsome, and his eyes were extremely cold.