At the same time, Wu Fan's eyes suddenly widened, and golden light flickered under his pupils. It's like two candles in the night, shining endlessly, but never extinguished no matter what.

Wu Fan was not surprised by the artistic conception of the middle-aged monk, when the middle-aged monk was still a remnant soul before, Wu Fan felt a lonely and lonely artistic conception on him.

But this kind of remote artistic conception is difficult to comprehend, but the power is extreme, and it is much more terrifying than ordinary artistic conception monks.

Even Wu Fan, who was still full of war spirit at this moment, was still affected by the power of this artistic conception in his heart, and a desperate thought arose.

This is not the most important thing, by now, Wu Fan has felt that his cultivation, speed, and thoughts have become a little sluggish, and the power of this artistic conception has already had a certain impact on his combat power.

Suddenly, the middle-aged monk's eyes opened, under the white pupils, there was a cold silence, and in the next breath, his figure disappeared in an instant and appeared beside Wu Fan.

His right hand didn't even know what he was holding, it was compatible with the darkness, and he couldn't see the trajectory of the swing clearly.

Suddenly, the golden light in Wu Fan's eyes was no longer flickering, but extremely bright, like two small golden suns, bursting out with golden light ten zhang away.

At this moment, Wu Fan finally used the special power of the Heavenly Eye Divine Power to see through all the vanity and gain insight into its essence, which is the true mystery of the Heavenly Divine Vision.

In an instant, Wu Fan saw through everything on this dark battle platform, and also saw the movements of the middle-aged monk, and even saw the black sharp blade, which was slashing towards him at a fast speed.

Although the black blade did not exude any terrifying aura, Wu Fan felt a chill that sent chills down his spine on it.

In an instant, Wu Fan's body forcibly fell away, dodging the 'ordinary' blow, and then slapped out with a palm, and the blood spiritual power tumbled, turning into a red giant claw, and slammed towards the middle-aged monk who was full of white light.

However, a white light flashed on the middle-aged monk's body, causing his figure to disappear in an instant, turning into a crescent moon, rising in the darkness, directly slashing at Wu Fan.

In an instant, the crescent moon filled with cold silence, in the blink of an eye, slashed past Wu Fan's huge red giant claw, cutting it in half in an instant, and even slashing towards Wu Fan at an extremely fast speed.

This crescent moon was the same as the black blade that Wu Fan had seen before, it did not exude any terrifying aura fluctuations, it was too ordinary, just like an ordinary moonlight.

But Wu Fan didn't dare to be careless, and urged the Nine Shadows to cut the sky again, and slashed out with a bang, before the moonlight flew away, but he himself was forcibly shocked back a few steps by this residual force.

At the moment when he stopped his pace, Wu Fan raised his head, and his fighting spirit exploded, he finally unified his spirit and spirit, and his fighting will reached the most ideal state.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Fan stepped out, advancing in the darkness, and smashed his fist violently, instantly distorting this dark artistic conception space.

This punch is the same as the reincarnation battle fist, but Wu Fan's spirit and spirit are one, and the fusion and understanding of this reincarnation battle fist is more profound, and the power exerted is already the limit of Wu Fan's reincarnation battle fist at this moment, and the power of the reincarnation battle fist at this moment is already comparable to his nine shadows to slash the sky.

And its fists are constantly waving, making this dark night vibrate, and the powerful power, constantly spreading, is about to shatter this dark night.

The figure of the middle-aged monk of "Night-Moon" reappeared, his pupils began to change, one was all white, just like the cold moon in the cold silence, quickly absorbing the white cold light on his body, and the other gradually turned black, frantically absorbing the darkness around him.

In the next moment, the middle-aged monk was very different from before, his left side became white, and his right side became black, two different auras, constantly surrounding, forming a strange picture.

The darkness of the night and the cold white of the moon made two different breaths emanate from the middle-aged monk, but such a middle-aged monk made Wu Fan feel even more dangerous.

But he wouldn't back down, his fist still slamming out as fast as he could, making the void roar.

The middle-aged monk's black and white eyes looked at Wu Fan, his expression was solemn, his hands waved, and he turned into a black and white peak, making the entire battle platform tremble, and the huge black and white mountain peak slowly crashed towards Wu Fan.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Fan's fist and the black and white mountain peaks collided fiercely, two powerful forces.

Suddenly, the sound of the earth cracking open and the mountain peaks collapsing echoed.

This collision made Wu Fan's body shake back several feet by the black and white peak, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, making the momentum on his body a little weaker.

And the black and white peak, where Wu Fan's fist bombarded, a deep and secluded big hole appeared, and at the moment when Wu Fan attacked, the black and white of the black and white peak, where was it, there was chaos.

"Come again!" Wu Fan's somewhat red and swollen fist exuded a more powerful aura than the last time, and the powerful force had already enlarged his fist.

This is the true meaning of the reincarnation battle fist, one punch is better than one punch, as long as the body and cultivation are satisfied, you can swing it infinitely, and the power is stronger and more terrifying every time.

Of course, this is just Wu Fan's fantasy theory of this reincarnation battle fist, and it is still unknown whether he will be able to achieve the kind of state he wants in the end.

However, the reincarnation battle fist, Wu Fan has perfected it to the foundation of this realm.

If at the peak of Wu Fan's strength, in his best fighting state, reincarnation battle fist, he can continue to swing hundreds of punches, and the power of each punch is a little stronger than the previous punch, after a hundred punches.

The power of the reincarnation battle fist he unleashed would surpass the power of other spells he cast, and even the power of the Dao method.

However, the premise of all this is that he can't be interrupted in the middle, otherwise he can't be promoted to that point.

In an instant, Wu Fan collided with the black and white mountain peak again, and was forcibly repelled again.

But he left a huge crack on the black and white peak.

"It's time to end..."Wu Fan raised his head and stared at the black and white peaks, the golden light in his eyes almost turned into substance, and evolved two peerless golden light divine swords, making this space ripple and a trace of distortion.

And he himself, in an instant, approached the black and white peak, and directly crashed into the black and white mountain peak that was ten thousand times larger than him with his physical body.

His speed had already caused his ** to rub sparks with space, making him instantly like a meteor, burning with raging fire, and slamming into the black and white peak.

The golden light divine sword in his eyes was one step ahead of him, slashing at the top of the black and white peak, and in silence, the top of the black and white mountain peak tilted to its right and collapsed, gradually turning into nothingness.

At the same time, Wu Fan's meteor-like body, with a series of empty explosions, slammed into the middle of the black and white peak.

At this moment, the black and white peaks, flowing black and white, appeared to stop for a short time, and then in the next breath, they instantly became violent.

The darkness of the night and the cold white of the moon constantly collided and became chaotic, and hideous cracks, like the scars of mountain peaks, kept appearing, black and white, flashing quickly inside, as if to repair the cracks.

"Destroy the sky!"

In the interior of the black and white peak, a cold drink suddenly sounded, like the sound of death, lingering around the black and white mountain peak.

At the same time, those huge cracks on the black and white peaks gradually continued to expand, and between the black and white flashes, another force appeared, which was red light.

Like the explosion of blood from the black and white peak, this red light will shatter the black and white mountain peak so that it no longer exists.