After all, the time-traveling attack was weakened a lot.

But you can imagine how fierce the battle between the two is, if it weren't for the platform of Tongtian, it would be earth-shattering.

"Haven't you been vigilant for a long time?" the old man's frightened pupilless pupils gushed outward, and two thick black streams of blood flowed out.

The old man's rickety body became straight, and his whole body exuded Ling Ran's momentum, like a warrior who regarded death as his home, only seeking success, not anything else.

"You are still young, and with you for a day, I will never come out in my life. It's a pity, I wanted to take you back to the West together, if you accompanied Lao Yu to Huangquan together, Lao Yu would be very honored. ”

Behind the old man, several middle-aged people in luxurious clothes had tears on their faces, "Great Elder, don't!"

The old man shook his head slightly, looking at the blood on his face as nothing, and his terrifying and hideous face was resolute, trembling his body and slowly taking a step forward, his whole body was agitated, but he no longer looked at the black hole beside him, and no longer spent his mind to maintain this black hole that ran through the long river of time.

In front of a powerhouse of space-time condensation, even if the creation of space-time is far worse than his own, it is also wishful thinking to want to end up together.

The young man's eyes gradually became solemn, but with a desire to try, he has the strength and status he has now, but he has killed step by step, even if the person in front of him is the strongest enemy he has ever experienced, or a peak powerhouse with a heart of death, he is not afraid.

There was only a one-foot-wide gap left in the black hole, and the breath of the two people facing each other surged, blowing away all the clouds floating around on the platform, revealing a smooth jade platform.

The people standing around couldn't help but take a few steps back, standing on the edge of the platform, watching with interest the battle between the two in front of them.

If the powerhouses of this level want to fight, they also have a tacit understanding to fly into the sky and fight between the stars and seas, so as not to cause irreparable damage to the land on which they depend.

The two of them strangely disappeared in place.

Nangong Fan just blinked an eye, and the young man stood on the edge of the black hole, and the old man stood where the young man had just stood.

The young man smiled brightly through the gap that was gradually closing, "My past me, give you a piece of advice, be careful to ascend ......."

With the closure of the black hole, the aftermath of youth lingered in Nangong Fan's ears.

The non-human eyes of Skyrim also disappeared strangely, as if they had never been seen before.

The world that stood still in front of me returned to its proper color in an instant.

Nangong Fan didn't have time to think about it, what was careful not to fly, the slender five fingers of the poisonous ghost in front of him were about to touch his head, maybe the next moment it would pierce his head.

The moment of gradual withering, the smoke bloomed the last afterglow, and strangely appeared in front of the five fingers, and the five fingers stabbed forward, but it seemed that there were countless layers of space blocking him, making the poisonous ghost feel powerless like punching cotton.

A trace of surprise flashed in the poisonous ghost's crazy eyes, and the other hand flicked slightly, and a sonorous sound sounded, and the black dragon sword flew in response.

Nangong Fan's pupils became calm, and the discomfort just now disappeared with the moment the strange appearance took off.

Nangong Fan held his breath, ignoring the flying black dragon sword, he clenched his fist and blasted out.

A strong brown phantom appeared behind him, like a brown giant bear that also slapped a thick slap with Nangong Fan's fist.

The Giant Bear Phantom and Nangong Fan seemed to become one, and slammed towards the poisonous ghost with a strong earthly aura.

Nangong Fan's cold pupils were in stark contrast to the madness in the eyes of the poisonous ghost.

Nangong Fan slammed his fist straight ahead, right at the poisonous ghost's stomach.

The corners of the poisonous ghost's mouth outlined a mocking smile, and his body did not dodge or shy away from the bullying forward, "Young man, you have barely reached the combat power of the Martial Saint." But it's useless to me. ”

Nangong Fan's face changed, and the powerful bear-shaped fist did not miss, but it was even more uncomfortable than falling short.

The poisonous ghost's weak and boneless body squirmed for a while, like a humanoid snake, absorbing Nangong Fan's fist near his belly, and strands of suction came from all directions.

Nangong Fan felt that the poisonous ghost's belly was filled with tiny whirlpools, so that he couldn't even withdraw his fists.

As the two clashed, the brilliance of the smoke gradually converged, and the three-petaled white flowers and leaves in full bloom were dyed with a layer of withered yellow, and its majestic vitality had reached its limit when it blocked attacks from the future. It is still desperately unleashing its own life, like the most loyal servant, defending the interests of its master, even if it costs its precious life for it.

The white light pulled Nangong Fan's body back from the whirlpool in the poisonous ghost's body, and at the same time resisted the sharp five fingers that stabbed horizontally.

In an instant, the smoke suddenly bloomed into a monstrous white light, turning into pieces of white powder fluttering in the wind, dyeing the world white, as if heaven and earth were sacrificing an earth-shattering spiritual creature.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but feel sad, and the disappearance of the smoke in an instant gave him a feeling that his long-time friend was about to travel far away and never come back.

With the ups and downs of Nangong Fan's mood, his eyebrows flickered, and an indescribable light flashed away, wrapping all the white powder and disappearing between this world and the world.

These all happened between the void, and neither Nangong Fan nor the poisonous ghost's eyesight noticed this strange light that flashed away.

The poisonous ghost didn't even see the smoke for a moment, and there was surprise in his eyes, this little ghost seemed to have something strange, and several bad situations were turned over in an instant, which made him feel bad in his heart. It's just that the appearance is even more crazy, and the five fingers are like poisonous snakes squirming wildly in the white light, and a trace of dark green powder spreads out.

Nangong Fan's retracted fist was dyed with a layer of dark green that gradually dissipated, and in an instant, Yanhua used its only life to remove all the negative effects of Nangong Fan.

Inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart, and a little gray mark of Zhihai, which had been purified and clean, rose and shimmered in it, and a trace of madness and hard hatred flashed in Nangong Fan's pupils, and layers of dense but orderly black scale armor appeared on his arms, and two black horns were erected on both sides of his head, heroic and extraordinary with a strong divine aura.

The true dragon clan is a race that represents divinity, and the first divine dragon is born from heaven and earth.

It's just that at this time, Nangong Fan not only has the divinity that the dragon clan should have, but also has endless demonic intent, like a fallen true dragon, and a violent aura rises all over his body.

Nangong Fan's physical strength and spiritual power cultivation had all broken through to the level of the Martial Emperor in the burning of the Qinglian Dao Fire, and he had been familiar with this brand-new realm these days.

This is also the first time that Nangong Fan has reached the same realm since his cultivation, this is not as simple as one plus one equals two, plus the help of the law, the integration of the three has barely reached the threshold of martial saint combat power.

Nangong Fan is crazy, and he is more demonic than a poisonous ghost who uses fake madness as a way to survive.

Nangong Fan's pupils climbed into black and red lines, making the world he was looking at now very different. His eyes were full of gloom and decay, and he just wanted to slaughter the world.

A touch of blue light came out of the dantian Nangong Fan Dantian, came to Lin Zhiyan's mother and daughter, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Nangong Fan raised his head to the sky and roared, as loud as a dragon's groan, and there was a crackling and dense sound everywhere in his body with a long groan, and small scale armor emerged, and the ancient aura surged out from all over his body, and the invisible power pressed towards the poisonous ghost in front of him.

The poisonous ghost's body paused slightly, and the five fingers that broke free from the shackles of white light stabbed straight towards Nangong Fan, who had changed his appearance.

There was no trace of emotion in Nangong Fan's eyes, only endless indifference, mixed with madness from the soul, and a brown light mask surrounded his body, enveloping the two warring people.

The poisonous ghost's attack was slightly paused.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. The offensive is no longer as fierce as it used to be.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth opened a bloodthirsty smile, his body arched slightly, and he stabbed straight at the palm of the poisonous ghost with his horns.

The sound of a steely collision resounded at the junction.

The poisonous ghost's body froze again, and Nangong Fan's hands turned into claws regardless of the power of the shock and grabbed straight forward. There is no order, but it contains the truth of heaven and earth.

Madness flashed in the poisonous ghost's eyes, a tooth spit out of his mouth, and his hands twisted, like poisonous snakes coiling, towards Nangong Fan to strangle.

The teeth were dark green throughout, and they suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into green smoke and enveloping Nangong Fan's head with a foul smell.

"What is a demon?"

A weird smile hung on the corner of Nangong Fan's mouth, which made the poisonous ghost feel cold.

"The devil is not only ruthless to the enemy, but the real demon is even more ruthless to himself. ”

As the words fell, black spiritual power emanated from the winding dragon horns. The dragon's horns slowly shrank in the middle, the black spiritual power became thicker, and traces of blood slipped down from his face, and pain spread down from his head.

Nangong Fan's eyes were still like a sea of blood, without the slightest fluctuation, as if his own disintegrated dragon horns and injuries were all someone else's.

The green mist sprinkled on the thick black spiritual power, making a sizzling sound, and the unpleasant smell permeated the two of them, and a strange aura was emanated.

"The devil can be calm in any state. ”

Nangong Fan seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be teaching the real devil the poisonous ghost, the true meaning of the devil.

The collision of two rare spiritual powers, like a dry fire, burned wildly.

The smell is about to vomit, but it hooks up the hidden magic in the hearts of the two.

The poisonous ghost's eyes were no longer pretending to be crazy, and he even doubted himself a little, is he a real demon? Shouldn't the devil be feared? Is he questioning himself by covering up his actions with madness? What is a demon? Am I a demon?

The poisonous ghost is really crazy!

Nangong Fan's black and red eyes became more and more indifferent.

The soft palms and hard dragon claws are entangled with each other, and it is difficult to distinguish each other.

The battle between the two at this time is more like lovers who love each other than enemies fighting for life and death.

A blend of green and black.

The opposition between madness and apathy.

What the real devil should be? No one can say for sure.