The forest is full of mud, and the cliffs are cracking.

Among them, the moonlight is like a waterfall, like the sound of strings, and it rings.

It's just that the black tide is like an abyss, and it is even more like a supreme terror, opening its bloody mouth and devouring it mercilessly, making the heavens and the earth silent, and all the quiet and glorious light are all dissipated.

The sword intent that fell from the sky collapsed step by step, turning into fragments of sword intent, slowly moving away in the breeze, constantly resounding in the air, and drifting away with anger.

The pillars of sword intent light that rose to the sky around the cliff also gradually faded and dissipated at this moment.

The sun hung down in the sky, with a bit of lovely warmth, and slowly sank into the surging undercurrent below, tearing apart a little black curtain.

In the haze, a white-clothed figure emerged, seemingly incompatible with the black fog in the sky, but the faint aura overflowing from the body had a perfect sense of fit.

It was the ghost tomb that made a mysterious move and covered it with a dark fog that saved Jun Yi from disaster, not only safe and sound, but also fell into a mysterious state.

"The seniors are extraordinary. ”

At this time, there was an incredible sigh in the black tide, which was faintly jealous, but more from the gratitude of the heart: "The grace of the shot is written down below." ”

"I'm just helping myself. ”

The mysterious and calm voice of the ghost tomb sounded again, and the words were calm as if nothing had happened, and the slightest ripple could not be heard.

"The predecessors are righteous. ”

The blood-colored figure was noncommittal, and did not dwell on this topic more, but remembered it deeply in his heart, and turned to the topic and asked, "Do the predecessors know the origin of the person who made the move?"

"Heh..."

The ghost tomb smiled mysteriously, and there was a little coldness in his words: "The realm of the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm, vast and vast, boundless, the hidden world powerhouses do not know how many mortals, how can a knife in the hand of a person be driven by someone tear apart the black curtain?"

Just said this, but said: "But although the world is vast, how many people dare to risk your attack?"

The pupils of the blood-colored figure froze, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath and bow slightly: "I've been taught." ”

"Now that you know, let's go. ”

At this moment, the ghost tomb mysteriously did not want to say any more, and did not hide the meaning of expelling guests in his words.

That being the case, then I took my leave. ”

The blood-colored figure did not procrastinate, and after a deep salute, it retracted the crimson around it, turned into a streamer, rushed to the sky, and disappeared.

"Huh..."

In the black tide, the body covered with crimson scale armor slowly meandered, and there was a faint deep gaze, passing through the black fog and looking at the back of the blood-colored figure leaving.

"What is this secret man who has put his hands here?"

As a few ethereal whispers sounded, the surrounding black fog also surged, and a huge black door engraved with hideous reliefs appeared, and the door opened widely.

"Heaven and earth are in turmoil, heroes and heroes are rising, no matter what..."

With a light sigh, the figure of the crimson scale armor looming in the black tide snaked up again, enveloping the black mist around him, flowing and submerging into the giant gate, and then disappeared along with the giant gate.

"Hum..."

At this time, the dark tide surged, and there was crimson blood splashing out, like splashing ink, slowly melting in the air, revealing a blood-clothed figure holding the emperor's seal, wearing dragon pattern feathers and standing indifferently.

His bloody eyes drooped, and the gaze that burst out of his eyes was domineering, as if the emperor was coming to the world, and all beings surrendered.

"Whew..."

Immediately afterwards, a black mist swept away, turning into a black dragon with an indifferent expression, meandering and appearing, and there was a black-clothed figure sitting quietly above his head, and his body seemed to contain peerless terror, permeating the forest.

On his lap, there was also a wide giant ruler quietly placed, with dragon patterns entrenched on it, and phoenix shadows dancing, as if they had come to life, lifelike.

But the cold silence that slowly emanated from it was completely barren, and even the air became lonely everywhere it passed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, thunder roared.

With the light that lit up with bursts of thunder, I saw only an ethereal figure revealing its figure, which was incompatible with the gloom of the Quartet, and there was a sense of purity that came out of the mud and was not stained.

Just like the supreme immortal god falling to the mortal dust, he lifted the black mist that covered all directions and descended with majesty.

The figure is bathed in thunder, and outside the thunder snake intertwined all around, there are nine cold iron locks slowly undulating, colliding from time to time between the circulation, and there are bursts of "click" friction sounds, which makes people feel cold all over the body.

Looking along the cold iron lock of the Nine Dao Forest, its source is the hilt of the sword held by the figure with a big hand hanging lightly, and the blade of the torture sword is hanging down, filled with a thick punishment and killing machine, as if he wants to do the way for heaven and cut down the killing.

Angry Blood Tyrant, Shadow and Hell, Heavenly Punishment Saint...

The three of them held sharp weapons and emerged in a heavy step, with a terrifying aura lingering around their bodies, staring at each other, making the powerful and powerful, above the head of Jun Yi, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle, constantly colliding and distorting the void.

For a time, Jun Yi's body was full of visions, sometimes mountains and rivers appeared, across the world, sometimes barren and continuous, annihilating Kyushu, sometimes black clouds covered the sky, and the thunder dragon roared.

The visions of the three parties are constantly clashing, and it seems that no one is convinced by the other, and they want to compete for the upper and lower levels.

"Hum..."

At this time, the mist in Jun Yi's body rose, manifesting the strange patterns of the Dao, interweaving into a large net, rising into the sky, and converging the three-way visions clashing in the sky in it.

Immediately afterwards, the mist gushed out, and Jun Yi seemed to have become the source of the mist, and the thick fog continued to gush out of his body, following the intertwined lines of the large net, completely covering the vision inside.

Then, the strong power swung up, and a huge tearing force suddenly came out from it, pulling the three fateful phases, trying to make them gather together.

But the three fates are not distinguished, how can they respond?

But at this moment, he gave up the confrontation and began to attack the mist in the middle, wanting to break the situation and regain his freedom. 678

"Boom!"

But at this moment, Jun Yi opened his eyes suddenly.

There was a majestic majesty surging out of his body, like an inviolable Emperor of the Nine Heavens, like a life-threatening demon who controlled life and death, and then like an immortal god who controlled punishment, looking down on the world.

"Hey!"

With the undoubted shouts in his mouth, three martial arts suddenly burst out from the mist above Jun Yi's head, entangled in the three fateful phases.

This horse seemed to be able to suppress the three fateful phases, but it made them unable to struggle, and Jun Yi didn't give them any chance to resist, and directly dragged them into the mist.

Suddenly, the pale white mist was soaked in crimson, and then covered with a dark color, and finally thunder poured out, forcibly occupying a pure area.

"Melt your life into my body, and I will be the Martial Emperor. ”

At this time, a leisurely sound sounded slowly in the mist that was flowing brightly, making the originally calm mist also begin to continue to surge and turbulent, as if the three fateful phases were struggling unwillingly in it.

"Melt!"

Jun Yi's pupils were filled with three colors, and then his big hand stretched out, pulling the void to flow indiscriminately, making the undulating color in his pupils, along with the struggling three-color mist above his head, gradually calm down.

After a while, the colors converge and gradually flow and merge.

Almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, the crimson became lighter, the forest was dark and bright, and together with the undulating pure white brilliance, it became ordinary, and gradually became the same as Jun Yi, tending to be the same.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the mist above Jun Yi's head shook, causing the color on it, along with the gaze in his pupils, to turn into an indifferent brilliance, and the freeze remained unchanged.

Along with it, there was also the sound of steady footsteps.

As the mist converged, a figure emerged, strode in front of Jun Yi, looked at each other, and finally turned into a warm smile.

"Finally, the real Martial Emperor has been achieved. ”

Previously, Jun Yi sought his true self, which split his soul into two and submerged in himself and his fate, thus allowing him to break through the peak of the Martial Sect and be promoted to the Martial Emperor Realm.

But this Martial Emperor, after all, did not fuse Jun Yi's complete fate, did not completely bring them together, and was just a fake emperor.

Looking at the figure in front of him that was exactly the same as himself, Jun Yi raised his eyebrows, and then his heart moved slightly.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the doppelganger's eyes widened, and his big hand slammed forward, as fast as thunder, directly approaching Jun Yi's head, just a blow from the flesh, and set off a piercing sound wave.

Jun Yi's eyes flashed, and then he tilted his head with a solemn expression, causing his big fist to pass by.

But at this moment, the doppelganger smiled smugly.

In an instant, Jun Yi's pupils condensed for a while, only to see several fist shadows bombarding him, surrounding him in all directions, blocking all his retreats.

Jun Yi felt something, and he also raised his hand, and when his arm was shaking, several fist shadows also appeared, fighting with him blatantly.

The fists collided, raw and hot, and there were bursts of dull sounds.

For a while, in the face of the doppelganger's shot, Jun Yi was a little invincible, a little embarrassed in the parry, and from time to time he received a few punches in the chest, which made him grin for a while, but the doppelganger looked proud.

But Jun Yi did not retreat an inch, and continued to fight with the pain on his body.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Jun Yi went from being embarrassed at the beginning to becoming calm, and even broke through the breakup move from time to time and touched his body.

Although it didn't cause any substantial injuries, it had already made the doppelganger's expression solemn.

"Hum..."

At this time, Jun Yi collided with the clone's big fist, but it was not separated, but attached to the back of his hand, turning slightly.

At the same time, with the brilliance in his pupils, the three-colored light resurfaced again, and in a flash, the ferocity on the fist was pervasive, and it blasted out fiercely, as if it wanted to divide the victory and defeat with one punch.

But to Jun Yi's surprise, the doppelganger's movements were the same as him, but in the opposite direction, and the aura covered by the fist was also fierce and domineering, and it was invincible.

"Boom!"

The two collided, exploding a shock wave, directly defeating the black fog that lingered around the body, making the room clear and clear, and letting the warm sunlight sprinkle on the earth.

"Pedal pedal pedal..."

The two of them retreated, and they both retreated three feet away before they could stop.

Jun Yi looked at the clone in surprise, and the clone was full of pride, and the final result of the battle between the two turned out to be evenly matched.

In other words, the clone actually has the same strength as Jun Yi, which is incredible.

Historically, the clones of the martial artists of the Martial Emperor Realm have all possessed seventy percent of the strength of the body, which is an established rule, and it is also an iron law since ancient times, and it has never changed.

But today, it has been rewritten in Jun Yi's body.

Jun Yi thought in his heart, and raised his hand slightly, making the doppelganger return to his body: "Perhaps, it's because his fate is different from ordinary people." ”

After thinking about it, there is no other reasonable explanation.

Jun Yi lowered his eyes slightly, looked at the scene around him, and gradually dispersed the superfluous thoughts in his heart.

In the process of his cultivation, the blood-colored figure had already left, and the ghost tomb mysteriously returned to inhabit the ghost tomb again, and this devastated and messy cliff peak had no reason for him to continue to stay.

"It's time to go back, too. ”

Jun Yi exhaled lightly, and then walked away into the distance, if he went back in the evening, it would not be good for Su Ningxiang and them to pass on the bad news to the calamity.