Wu Xie once came to Tianwaitian, at that time, the blue sky and white clouds here, the sun was warm, the green grassland was under his feet, and the mountains and rivers were in the distance. There are also villages and towns on the grassland, with countless cattle, sheep and livestock, and many people breeding.

But at this moment, there is only darkness outside the sky.

Pitch black sky, pitch black ground. The once prairie has turned to withered and decaying dust, and the bustling city has become an empty ghost realm - no, not even a ghost realm is as good as a ghost realm, at least some ghosts can be seen, but there is nothing here

"What's going on?" Wu Xie didn't expect that in just one day, Tianwaitian would become like this, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"It's nothing, it's just that a certain heavenly demon has harvested what he has sown for tens of thousands of years." Han De said nonchalantly, "I remember that you were born in the countryside, so you should have seen the black field after the farmer harvested the field in the autumn, put a fire to burn the remaining straw, and the last black field, right?" ”

"It's different, isn't it?"

"Nothing different." Han De, who had been leading Wu Xie slowly forward in the outer heavens, stopped, turned around, and a pair of bright eyes flashed with an eternal cold light like stars, "The farmer grows the grain, and the heavenly demon grows the common people." This heaven is the field it cultivates. What you see is the remnants of its harvest. ”

Wu Xie was silent for a while before he said regretfully: "I thought just now that we might be able to become friends......

"No, you are a member of the Dao Gate, I am a person from the Divine Gate, and we are destined to only be enemies." Han De smiled, and a black aura slowly rose from his body, pure and majestic, righteous and bright.

Wu Xie sighed lightly, and golden-red flames rose from his body.

The golden-red flames illuminated the night, illuminating the outer heavens that had turned into ghost domains, but they couldn't shine into the black qi around Han De's body.

"Demon Refining Divine Fire restrains the Demon Gate, but for me, it's not a means of special effects." Han De's voice came out from the black qi, "If you want to defeat me, take out your true ability as a Ninth Rank Golden Pill, let me see your Golden Pill power."

After saying that, his fist roared out, shaking the entire Outer Heavens.

The punch wasn't fast, but it was shocking with unimaginable intensity. As far as the fist came, the air exploded layer by layer, forming a circle of waves, and Han De was like a light boat chopping waves, passing through these rapidly spreading waves, and directly taking Wu Jie's face.

Wu Xie had no doubt that if this punch hit, even if it was just a little rubbing, his entire head would explode like an overripe watermelon, red and white.

After achieving the Ninth Transformation Golden Pill, he no longer has any vital points in the ordinary sense at all, and even if he is blown to the head, he can recover quickly. But after all, the head is the most important organ of the human body, and it still takes some time to recover, and in the process of recovery, the coordination of the body will definitely be affected.

Han De couldn't let go of that opportunity, and he would never have a chance to salvage the defeat

Therefore, he must not tolerate this punch falling on his body, his eyes widened, and his feet suddenly exerted force, not retreating but advancing, rushing towards Han De.

The Demon Refining God turned into a sharp blade and stabbed in front of Han De's fist and stabbed him in the chest.

Even if the Demon Refining Divine Fire could not restrain Han De's Divine Gate Technique, the power of this fire blade was comparable to the magic weapon flying sword, and it was backed by Wu Jie's pure mana. Han De's fist might be able to block it, but his chest certainly wouldn't

Even if he could break a boulder in his chest, that wouldn't work

Of course, Han De didn't break the boulder in his chest, and he didn't try to see which of his chest or the opponent's knife was harder, his body turned sideways at the last moment, allowing the blade of the flame to scratch his waist and ribs, but his fist still slammed into Wu Jie's head.

He was greeted by the second knife that appeared in Wu Jie's left hand.

A sweep of the knife was going to cut him in half from shoulder to crotch

Which is more serious, getting a headshot or being dismembered? Neither Han De nor Wu Xie wanted to try.

So the two of them had a tacit understanding to change their moves urgently, the iron fist and the fire blade collided fiercely, and the two figures separated left and right, each withdrawing far away.

At the place where they had just clashed, with a terrifying roar, the earth cracked into a bottomless canyon

Since the temptation in the White Emperor Pavilion just now, they have all restrained their strength very much, and they will not burst out their strength until the last moment, but at the moment when the fist and the knife meet, they still have the strength to leak

Just the little bit that leaked out made the earth outside the sky appear a huge scar.

"It seems...... The history of the outer heavens is coming to an end today. Wu Xie stared at the canyon that looked like a scar on the earth, and couldn't help but sigh again.

"Anyway, there's no room for people in this place anymore, don't you feel it? It's already full of death, and I'm afraid no one will survive here except you and me. Han De said lightly, "It is really suitable to use this as the battlefield of the decisive battle between you and me."

Wu Xie was silent for a moment and nodded.

Han De was right, since their battle was inevitable, then fighting in a place where there were no consequences to worry about was of course the best choice.

"Wu Zhifei, don't take out your momentum back then" The black qi on Han De's body became thicker and thicker, turning into a phantom of a tiger behind him, "I don't believe that you might as well show your true skills than that woman with wings"

Wu Xie watched him quietly, and then, little by little, flames appeared out of thin air.

Each bit of flame was a different color, but all shimmered with an unsettling light, and even looking at one of them would make one feel so shaken that it was almost impossible to restrain one's mind.

This is the power of Wu Jie's golden pill, the flame that reflects everything in the world. Each bit of flame symbolizes looking at the world from a certain perspective, whether positive or decadent, bright or dark, hopeful or disappointed...... No matter what kind of thoughts you have, you will find the light that corresponds to your heart in this flame

Han De's eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"That's right, this is the strength of the Nine Turns Golden Pill."

He laughed loudly, and the phantom tiger roared, rushing towards the endless light of fire.

Wu Jie's eyes were clear and calm, as if a pool of clear water could not ripple, and even the imminent roar of the tiger could not move him.

Because his thoughts have been placed in these flames, and these flames symbolize his mood.

When Han De rushed in front of him with a black tiger, the flames suddenly lit up, turned into a huge fist, and met him.

With a loud bang, the heavens and earths that had existed since ancient times suddenly broke apart, and the aftermath was not finished, turning into countless cracks on the fractured earth, constantly extending in all directions.

After Wu Xie and Han De each showed their real kung fu, they broke the sky in half with just one blow

This is the strength of the Nine Turns Golden Pill