As the strength was further condensed, the long knife that only had a skeleton left in Pan Long's hand gradually began to deform.

The originally neat skeleton slowly swelled up, like an angry pufferfish, with its belly as the center and became swollen, and the originally narrow skeleton slowly became open and clawed, as if it had restored the appearance of the roots of the tree.

Seeing this scene, Tie Feiyan's expression became more and more serious, and even a little bead of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Of course, he could see that it was not the knife that had been deformed, but the space where the knife was located had been deformed.

The heart of that space is expanding.

Powerful forces converge there, forming the "space" itself.

"Good skills! This is the prototype of the great supernatural power 'opening the world', right? Bi Lingkong's exclamatory voice sounded particularly hateful, "I only comprehended this trick after cultivating the demon god for more than two hundred years, and he is much stronger than me!" ”

"Lao Tie, how much time did you spend back then?"

Tie Feiyan's voice was very cold, and he didn't answer the question: "He may have cultivated such magical powers in his previous life, at least to the point where he is only one foot away from cultivation. The power of Buddhism's 'palm Buddha country' is even above the 'opening of the world'. ”

"Lao Tie, don't talk nonsense, okay! The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand is to intercept a piece of space and move it to your palm. Although it is indeed very powerful, especially when it is used to suppress the enemy, it can be said to be invincible, and it is often stronger than opening the world when it is really fought, but we all understand that 'strong' does not mean 'smart'. ”

"It is true that opening up the world is not a particularly capable means, but cultivating it means mastering the real 'from nothing'. If this supernatural power can be cultivated to a high level, it means that it will be immortal and immortal from the opening of a realm, and from now on, it is no longer necessary to place oneself in the origin of the world, but oneself is the origin......"

"Bi Niao'er, don't talk about it. Everyone can say the truth, but who really cultivates the world to the point of opening up a realm? I've lived for more than 4,000 years, and I've never heard of it! ”

Bi Lingkong smiled: "Lao Tie, don't deceive yourself, really not?" ”

"Where!"

"If there really isn't, where did the Kyushu border come from? You don't really think that in this sea of stars, there may be a star that looks from the outside, but it is just a picture without thickness, right? ”

Tie Feiyan didn't refute anymore, and after a while, he said, "You're talking too far. Throughout the ages, there have been twenty or thirty people who have cultivated to open the world, but most of them are just like him, stopping at the embryonic realm. There are very few who can go further and open up a small piece of the void. As for embodying all things in that void and creating a tiny world, so far, there is only Amitabha alone. ”

"That old monk has been enlightened for countless years, and almost all his efforts are used to create and perfect the Pure Land of Bliss, so that he was overtaken by the three sages of Tianzhu in his later generations, and he was so mixed that he could not live in Tianzhu and could only come to Great Xia...... He is still like this, this road will not work. ”

Tie Feiyan sighed: "Moreover, back then, Lu Fuzi and the others also wanted to create the Confucian Holy Land 'Datong World', what was the result?" Are there any tangible results? ”

This time it was Bi Lingkong's turn to be silent.

What broke the silence was Pan Long, who had finally completed the accumulation.

He had gathered his strength to the limit, and he was ready to open his eyes and strike a shocking blow.

As a result, when he was about to open his eyes, he found a very embarrassing thing.

Now he doesn't even seem to have the strength to open his eyes.

It's not that he's built up to now, and it's all for nothing—when he reaches his realm, he can attack as long as he thinks about it.

But...... The strength of his body has been depleted, and although he recovers quickly, all the strength that can be recovered is used to maintain the balance on the knife.

In other words, after he sent the blow, he couldn't even speak, even open his eyes, let alone walk, sit or lie down, or even open his eyes and blink.

(That's really "all your might"!) ）

He sighed secretly, and without hesitation, he followed the breath sensing and gently "pushed" the long knife towards Tie Feiyan.

This knife is the ultimate he can do, if this knife is not enough for Tie Feiyan to look at it squarely, then he is indeed out of line.

After all, the other party is a generation of grandmasters, a figure with the same name as the teacher, and a top powerhouse who has always wanted to challenge the teacher.

Losing to such a character, even if it is a fiasco, is probably ...... It's not a shame, is it?

His thoughts were spinning in his mind, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong with his state.

Fighting with masters, going all out, and paying full attention is a basic thing, but why is he distracted at this time?

Could it be that he is overconsumed, and even his mind is wrong?

Just when he was worried, he suddenly heard the teacher's voice.

"What are you doing? Don't you want to run fast when you make a big move? Waiting for yourself to be caught up in the aftermath of the attack and kill yourself? ”

"Zhao Da said before that there is a strange bow and crossbow in the world, with a range of about two hundred paces and an attack range of five or six hundred steps. Only the bravest and most fearless, ready to die with the enemy, will be able to use it. ”

"I always thought he was talking about a joke, but looking at you like this, could it be that this trick is actually true for people like you?"

Pan Long was speechless, but his heart was steady.

When the teacher came, he was relieved.

Sure enough, in the next moment, an unimaginably violent shock wave came towards him, and although he hadn't opened his eyes yet, he could feel that "death" was imminent.

But the "death" in front of him, which was almost there, was firmly stopped, and he couldn't get close at all.

He let out a long breath and opened his eyes.

In front of me was a dazzling white.

It was as if a star exploded in front of him to blow up the most brilliant and pure white.

There is no impurity, pure to the extreme.

The roar came from behind him, presumably when the teacher had just stopped the explosion for him, he even stopped the roar, and all he heard at this moment was the aftermath from afar.

The voice echoed in the void, never stopping, and I don't know how long it will last, where it will go?

Perhaps, in a few decades or even a hundred years, after cultivating the means of ultra-long-distance teleportation, you can move a few light years before you can see the true situation of the scene just now......

"You actually threw away the guy you were eating! If I hadn't been here, this thing wouldn't be there! ”

Bi Lingkong's figure appeared beside him, a small crow chattering, clutching a long knife with only a skeleton left in its claws.

"The white essence has been burned for you, and I don't think you need that stuff. Let's just play like this, now you are qualified to use this knife. ”

Pan Long looked at the long knife, smiled, and reached out to take it.

As soon as the knife came into his hands, he felt as if he was connected to the knife by blood, and he had a strong feeling.

He was overjoyed and was about to say something, when he heard an angry roar.

"It's over! It's my turn! ”

When I looked up, I saw a blackened, tattered thing, barely able to see a human form, whistling from a distance.