When the monks stopped paying attention to compassion and picked up the knife, Yuan Lai felt nervous.

He couldn't figure out Hongyi's strength, he only knew that it must be the peak of the Three Realms, and it must give him a stronger feeling than Zhao Baiyang.

When he killed Zhao Baiyang, it was too smooth, so he didn't have a chance to experience the feeling of confrontation, and this time he made up for it.

Hongyi's knife is very plain.

The handle is made of yellow wood, which looks soft and smooth, and the knife attached to it is shiny, but it does not seem to be sharp, but gives a rounded and blunt feeling.

The thin rain fell, washing the blunt knife even brighter, like the brilliance in the eyes of a newborn child.

Yuan Lai believed that if the weather was clear, the beautiful blue sky and white clouds would definitely be reflected on the blade, but now the drizzle was shaking, and all that was reflected was the dim skylight.

In the silence, Hongyi became solemn, he was obviously not an arrogant and frivolous person, and he did not treat Yuan Lai with any contempt because of his age, but was more focused.

He squeezed the knife hard, then slashed lightly into the air.

There was no violent vitality, not even a little light, only the sound of a knife whistle in the air.

An invisible force separated the rain in the air from the air and even all the substances, and slashed towards Yuan Lai.

Yuan Lai's eyes lit up.

When Hongyi made a move, he finally confirmed that the opponent's strength was much higher than Zhao Baiyang.

Although they are all nominally the pinnacle of the Three Realms, most of Zhao Baiyang's pinnacles are limited to the thickness of the Yuan Qi, and they belong to the pinnacle of pure strength that has accumulated over time.

And Hongyi has surpassed the former in his comprehension of the way of heaven.

Like this one.

There is no ordinary sound and color of the Three Realms, and even the power it uses is more than the power of the Heavenly Dao than the power of the Yuan Qi.

It can be said that Hongyi's sword already has a bit of the temperament of the four realms great cultivators.

The strength of strength can be tasted with just one move, and Yuan Lai has already judged that Hongyi's cultivation is strong at this moment, and he even has a feeling that the other party's mastery of the way he has comprehended is still above his own.

And Hongyi didn't even waste time attacking with the power of the Yuan Qi first, but went straight to the point.

This shows that the other party really values himself.

This was a pretty bad situation, but Yuan Lai was not discouraged, because the duel between the Heavenly Dao was not only about mastery, but also about quality and characteristics.

And Yuan Lai's grade of the Dao of Destiny is definitely the top first-class among the Three Thousand Great Avenues.

His reaction was crisp, and the crane pulled out sharply, slanting in front of him.

It looks like he's guarding against some hidden weapon.

But there was nothing but rain in the rungs of the blade.

It's like chopping in the air.

It was just a second breath from the blade that a slow but firm crack suddenly appeared.

The rift was strange, it appeared in the void, as if it were a rift in space.

It's just that Yuan Lai immediately judged that this was not a real spatial rift, and Hongyi's strength was definitely not enough to tear the space apart.

However, this rift is so real, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be real.

Yuan Lai was a little puzzled, but the next moment, when the crack hit the blade and began to tremble, a spiritual light suddenly flashed in his mind.

He suddenly figured out the origin of this rift, Hongyi's strength was indeed unable to tear the space of the world apart, but he could easily tear the space of his own small world apart.

In other words, while raising the knife, Hongyi has quietly unfolded his small world and spread to Yuan Lai!

Thinking about this layer, Yuan Lai's forehead was slightly hot, and the cold rain blew over and was evaporated into a wisp of white gas by the rising heat before it fell.

At the same time, the crack suddenly widened, as if it had been cut open by a sword blade.

Suddenly the dark world inside the rift was revealed.

Hongyi's little world is black.

When those large clouds of darkness emerged from the cracks, completely filling Yuan Lai's vision, Hongyi, who was a hundred meters away, showed a smile.

Of course, Yuan Lai couldn't see his expression, his face became more solemn than ever, Yuan Lai's eyes were obviously still open, but he couldn't see a trace of light.

He knew that he had fallen into Hongyi's little world.

This was something he didn't expect, Yuan Lai had to admit that he was slow to shoot, or compared with the other party, he was not decisive enough, and he didn't expect Hongyi to directly use the deepest duel as soon as he made a move.

"He wants to devour my little world. ”

Yuan Lai immediately realized this, and then couldn't help but sneer.

In the midst of the battle, he still wanted to devour the other party's small world, which was equivalent to swallowing every trace of Yuan Lai's strength.

This kind of devouring is much more ruthless than Yuan Lai's taking the Dao Fruit after killing people.

The vast majority of cultivators would not choose to do this, because first of all, this devouring method is very dangerous, and if you are not careful, it is easy to put the devourer in danger.

Moreover, if the devouring is successful, it is also a very laborious task to completely digest the opponent's tract.

Yuan didn't choose to do this when he killed people before, so it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

But he didn't panic, because he was confident in the nature of his little world.

Thinking of the hole in the brilliant silver flower, he became more confident.

"I want to see how good your appetite is!" Yuan Lai sneered, and suddenly felt a bead from his arms.

It was one of the strings of beads left by Fu Xuan after his death, and it was considered a magic weapon.

Yuan Lai simply lit up the beads with his vitality, and then slammed them to the top of his head.

Suddenly, the beads emitted a brilliant white light, dispelling a large area of darkness, and at the same time shooting straight towards the top of Yuan Lai's head.

Like a bright meteor rising from the ground.

That star not only exuded light, but also integrated into Yuan Lai's way of destiny.

Yuan Lai looked up at it breaking straight and quickly through the air, and said coldly: "I want to see how high your sky is!"

The darkness dissipated as the white light passed along the way, but soon, when Hongyi sensed all this and began to increase his control, a large area of darkness swept in, like a black sandstorm, trying to extinguish the white light.

The light really dimmed, but when the darkness touched the bead itself, something unexpected happened to Hongyi.

No matter how violently he swept the black sand of his past, as long as he touched the body of the bead, it would be annihilated.

Hongyi's complexion in the darkness changed, and he increased his strength again, but the bead suddenly began to convey a mysterious rhyme.

When this charm appeared, the darkness around them was like ice and snow that met the sun, screaming, struggling, and running in all directions.

Those who fled slowly began to melt with a roar.

And the change of this bead is only the beginning, the real dispersant is still the person under the bead.

Seeing that this method was effective, Yuan Lai didn't wait any longer, only to see his body shake!

A ring spread out under his feet, and the ring began to spread rapidly around him, and in the ring was a void, and the edge of the ring was the boundary of the small world, and as the boundary expanded, the heaven and earth composed of Hongyi's dark meditation method began to collapse.

Visible to the naked eye, there are large granular black blocks disintegrating at the edge of the ring, like dirt on a collapsing embankment, constantly struggling to sink into the nothingness of the ring.