The tip of the sword collided with the fist, and the situation where the sword pierced the fist in the empty space did not happen, but the sword that his gaze condensed was disintegrated and disappeared by the spiritual power released by the fist.

Finally, the fist hit the empty face again.

The formation jammed his empty hands, so that he was not knocked away or retreated.

"Do you like to slap me in the face so much?"

Kongkong poured his anger into the sword intent, calmed down, and increased the lethality of the sword intent by the way, and then burst out with a scorching sword qi at the place where his face and An Wenjian's fist touched.

"I don't like to be slapped in the face."

An Wen saw that before his fist was burned by the sword qi, he retracted: "But I like to hit you." ”

Double fist punch!

Every time he swung his fist, a wave of spiritual power would emerge, canceling out the sword qi and sword intent that burst out of the empty body, or pushing it away, ensuring that the fist hit the flesh.

In the gradually dull gaze of the surrounding monks, An Wen saw that Euler was empty for five minutes in a row, and his empty face was swollen, like a round pig's head.

"Whew..."

An Wen let out a sigh of relief, let go of his fist, and stared at Kongkong's face that was recovering quickly: "The recovery speed is faster than just now, it seems that you are more familiar with the True Immortal Realm." ”

"I know what I'm going to do, but it's still the same."

Kongkong Dao: "This seat may really be wrong, you are an existence similar to this seat, not the embodiment of the will of the Heavenly Dao. ”

"Right or wrong, it doesn't matter."

An Wen saw that his expression became serious, and he released his spiritual power, and various formations appeared around his body: "Even if I am not the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, you will not stop there." ”

"What if it's the Chair?"

Kongkong retracted the momentum and coercion on his body: "Breaking the curse of the Heavenly Dao and achieving the true immortal, the two biggest and most important purposes of this seat have been achieved." I thought you were the embodiment of the will of the Heavenly Dao, so I started a contest with you. Since it is not, there is no reason for me to be hostile to you. ”

An Wen froze when he saw the movement: "You guy, did you do it on purpose?" ”

"Huh... Sure enough, you didn't want to kill this seat at all. ”

Kongkong smiled slightly: "Even if it is murderous, the actual action is only a slap in the face, and it is not aimed at the key point at all." ”

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have mercy on my subordinates, I just don't attack well, and it's more relieving to beat you directly."

An Wen saw that the surrounding formations had not disappeared: "But I haven't been a good old man enough to let you go." ”

"It's useless."

Kongkong was calm: "Although you can completely defuse this seat's attack, your fist can only break through the sword body of this seat, and you can't make this seat hurt further, let alone make this seat fall." ”

"I'm a formation cultivator."

An Wenjian reminded, controlling the surrounding formations to take effect: "The formation is my most important means of fighting the enemy - Heavenly Thunder." ”

A thunderbolt from the sky hit the empty sky straight on the empty body, thicker than his whole body.

After a second, the thunder disappeared, and the empty air continued to remain suspended in the air, seemingly not taking much damage, but the movement was stiff, and there was an arc beating on the body.

An Wenjian seemed to foresee this scene, and calmly added a formation attack: "Earth Fire." ”

On the ground, a pillar of fire rose into the sky.

After a few seconds, the pillar of fire vanished, and the empty air looked only charred and black, and his aura barely changed.

"Even if it is a relatively advanced forging formation, it is still an auxiliary formation after all, and it can only be achieved to this extent."

An Wen sighed lightly, and clasped his palms together: "Heavy pressure, 100 heavy." ”

Probably aware of the danger, a wave of sword intent erupted from the empty body, completely covering itself.

Boom!

As if the muffled sound of a hammer hitting a hollow stake, the space around the void was squeezed and deformed, and a distorted light could be seen, taking on the outline of a giant sword.

Grain

"I can carry it with a hundred weights, it's amazing."

An Wen saw the praise on his lips, and continued to work his hand: "Ten thousand." ”

The volume of the giant sword was greatly compressed, and the emptiness in the center was even more red.

"It's so miserable, I can't bear to look at it."

An Wen turned around, turned his back to Kongkong, and stared at the other monks in the underworld, making sure that they didn't mean to rush up to save Kongkong, and added the formation effect:

"Quenching the soul."

"Forge bones."

"Refining blood."

With each additional one, the outline of the greatsword around the empty sky is one point smaller.

After three years, the outline of the greatsword kept trembling, and it seemed that it could collapse at any moment.

An Wenjian delivered the final blow at the right time: "Burning Spirit." ”

Bright red mist poured out of the void like a burning flame.

The surface of his charred body instantly recovered, and the outline of the giant sword that had been compressed to the limit also returned to its original size, and was even further enlarged.

But the empty expression was the most painful to date, the skin that had regained its radiance aged and wrinkled at a rate visible to the naked eye, and the hair turned from white as jade to yellow.

In less than two minutes, the transparent greatsword turned red, and the emptiness within it resembled a withered corpse.

Suddenly, the effect of the formation around Kongkong stopped, and a gentle force held it up.

An Wen saw that he leaned over.

The empty eyes were still bright, and the thin lips moved: "Why, don't kill, this seat?" ”

"I want to tell you one thing before you die."

An Wenjian said calmly: "The underworld has borne the curse and spent a long time, and your bloodline has gradually adapted to and absorbed the power of the Heavenly Dao curse - those black-haired individuals without a mark are the proof that the power of the curse has been incorporated into the bloodline and become a new underworld." ”

Kongkong was a little excited, his weak body could not control his voice, and trembled slightly: "You, want to say... What?! ”

"That is to say, no matter whether you break the curse or not, the power of the Heavenly Dao curse will continue to accompany your underworld until your bloodline is cut off."

An Wen saw a finger in the empty eyebrows: "Everything you have done, everything you have paid so far, is far less meaningful than you think it is. ”

"You...!"

Empty didn't know where the strength came from, and the dry fingers pierced An Wenjian's heart.

An Wen saw a shock of spiritual power at his fingertips.

The empty fingers stopped weakly in front of An Wen's meeting, and his eyelids slowly drooped: "How cruel, cruel......"

An Wen was expressionless when he saw it, and continued to shoot a bunch of formations at the empty body, and after a few seconds, he completely refined it and turned it into a white pill with a diameter of about three centimeters.

The cultivators in the cultivation world and the demon world all breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes looked at An Wen, as if there was light.

The monks on the other side of the underworld were bleak, and they all seemed to have lost their loved ones, but none of them rushed to An Wenjian, but quietly retreated, as if they wanted to return to the underworld.

"They're going to run!"

When a monk found out, he shouted and was about to rush over to intercept and kill.

But immediately, all the monks found that they had hit an invisible "wall of air", which did not hurt, but could not walk.

"Fellow Daoists, don't get excited, calm down and listen to me."

A small formation appeared in the ears of each of the monks present, and a language that they could understand came out: "The curse of the Heavenly Dao has been removed, and the emptiness of the god of the underworld has also been ambushed." There is no contradiction between the Three Realms, and I don't think you Daoists need to fight anymore. ”

"Fellow Daoists, who is for and who is against?"