Xiao Yu said in a deep voice, "The hatred between you and me has come to an end, but you insist on this, after all, you will be on opposite sides of the two sides of the world, it seems that for the rest of our lives, if we can't decide the final victory, everything will not end." ”

Lingyu's eyes were lonely and shining, "Do you think that you can scare me like this, even if you break through, what power can you use to break me." ”

Xiao Yu was overwhelmed and said resolutely, "On my own." ”

Xiao Yu stood on top of the void, stepping on the ancient galaxy, taking a light step on his feet, like a creator god, swallowing the flood and wilderness.

Lingyu was forced by Xiao Yu's momentum, her slender eyelashes were gently raised, and her originally calm expression suddenly became solemn, although Xiao Yu only took one step, it was enough for her to perceive the energy on Xiao Yu's body.

"Flying Wonderland ......"

Xiao Yu's eyes were as calm as water, and he took the second step in vain, this step was more ordinary, but all the surrounding galaxies seemed to be pulled by some kind of traction, and began to operate with constant laws.

Xiao Yuzu stepped on the galaxy, and the gods led the avenue, "Flying immortals should be nothing to you. ”

Ling Yu's eyebrows frowned slightly, ordinary flying immortals were naturally nothing to him, even if the three great emperor immortals were here, she was confident that she could fight, but the aura released from Xiao Yu's body clearly made her feel a daunting momentum.

Xiao Yu did not release any power, but sealed all the power in his body, the aura he exuded, it was made of these hidden powers, but with his momentum can make her fearful, this is the most terrifying thing about Xiao Yu.

Now Lingyu has believed that Xiao Yu's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes after just now, and the original ten percent chance of winning has now been halved from it, and the number of wins and losses has been divided into five or five.

A thought flowed, crisscrossing the galaxy, facing the momentum of Xiao Yu and Wei Ling's three realms, the spirit language faced Xiao Yu, and he also took one step.

The two of them took a step at the same time, without startling a trace of energy, but the galaxy in the sky seemed to be attracted by the vast energy, and in the rapid rotation, it released terrifying power.

"Hmm-"

Xiao Yu's eyebrows moved, with the strength he had now, Lingyu could still compete with it in terms of momentum, and he didn't fall into the disadvantage by half a point, which surprised him very much. Xiao Yu has never despised Lingyu for half a point, but he knows the power he has now, if her strength can still be held with him after being consumed by Ziyan for a long time, then her real strength is too terrifying, and he can definitely not be her opponent before cultivating to the Flying Immortal Realm.

It's just that in this way, if Lingyu wants to defeat him, in the case of absolute superiority in strength, he should never give him such a chance to grow, and he actually sits back and watches him successfully cross the tribulation and reach the Flying Immortal Realm. Is it because you are not absolutely sure before the spiritual word, or because you are too confident in yourself and think that you can control everything and take it lightly, or because of other reasons......

Xiao Yu didn't know the answer, he only knew that things might not be as simple as he originally guessed, and in that case, he could only find the answer by himself.

In the boundless galaxy, the two peerless geniuses who have not been born for hundreds of millions of years have launched the most pinnacle duel on the ninefold immortal realm, and the eyes of the two people are like a mirror, without the slightest wave, but every step they take, they can feel the immortal realm shake.

Ziyan was in Xiao Yu's divine sea, with the most perfect perspective, clearly observing everything, she saw that the distance between Xiao Yu and Lingyu was getting closer and closer, and all the stars were attracted by them, running endlessly with the two of them as the center, as if the entire Three Realms were centered on them. As the distance between the two of them got closer and closer, the stars were moving faster and faster, whether it was Xiao Yu or Lingyu, their expressions were quietly changing, and suddenly the galaxy shook, and behind Lingyu, a heavy purple light quietly appeared.

The purple face eyes moved, although it was only a very faint purple light, but this meant that in the duel between Xiao Yu and Lingyu, Xiao Yu had already gained the upper hand, forcing Lingyu to use the power of the Divine Bead. Zi Yan knew even more that after this heavy purple light, the most pinnacle duel between the two was about to begin, and their respective supernatural powers would also be displayed in the most gorgeous situation.

Sure enough, in a thought, the divine light behind Xiao Yu flowed, and suddenly turned into a halo, and the purple light behind Lingyu became more and more prosperous, the stars above the fairy domain were towering, the divine light was like a dream, the purple rainbow passed through the sky, and the holy light chanted. The spiritual language is based on the power of the origin divine bead and the stars, and runs the boundless avenue, while Xiao Yu silently recites the law and guides the supernatural powers of life, which is not the absolute opposition of ice and fire, but the interweaving of fate.

Ziyan saw the introduction of the stars, the three realms of Weiling, the holy light of the ten realms, filling the universe, the mighty condensation of purple, swallowing all things, the ancient blue light, blocking the ancient and modern.

Suddenly, the lonely shadow is horizontal, vertical and horizontal three realms, Xiao Yu's palm is empty, the nine-color divine sword is condensed, after the divine punishment, with the help of the guidance of the law of God, although his comprehension of the Shenyang Nine Swords is not as deep as Jiuyang, but the sword momentum that runs out is no longer under Jiuyang, after summoning the Demon Suppression Sword for the first time that day, Xiao Yu finally cultivated into the real Shenyang Nine Swords, a sword in hand, enough to cross the Three Realms.

Lingyu looked at the galaxy, her originally bright gaze suddenly turned into a wisp of solemnity, and the heavens and stars became unprecedentedly dim under the reflection of the Nine Swords of the Divine Sun, and even her most powerful purple divine light was covered by the Nine Swords of the Divine Sun.

Such a picture was something she had never encountered before, and Xiao Yu's strength had risen to such a realm in a moment.

Before Xiao Yu's fugue, although Lingyu and Ziyan were facing each other, they still sensed Xiao Yu's location, but they were forbidden by a certain law, and the things they could see were very limited, and many things were also covered with dark clouds, so they couldn't see it at all.

So in Lingyu's heart, there were thousands of doubts lingering, and she was originally going to get the answer she wanted after defeating Xiao Yu in a battle, but at this moment, seeing the divine sword summoned by Xiao Yu, Lingyu suddenly faintly felt that the result of this battle might not be her victory.

In a thought, the law of spiritual language operation will operate the power of the Origin Divine Bead to the extreme, and at this time, there is no need for any reservation, and the fate of her and Xiao Yu will be concluded here.

"Hum—"

The divine sword groan ran through the sea of stars, facing each other with the purple divine light, facing the unforged sword momentum of the Nine Swords of Shenyang, the purple face was overwhelming, standing proudly in the Three Realms.