Four Spirit World.

The battle in the sky dome has reached the point of dire straits, the big stars are faint, the space is shattered, and the aftermath is blowing, which is the scene of the end of the natural disaster.

Don't say that the ordinary Sanyuan monk is Mi Tian, and the Liangyi monk who has never been seen before like Youlao can't intervene.

In fact, the strength level of these "two people" is still at the level of Liangyi...... It is the true immortal of the original god of the earth immortal world.

It's just that Tang Yuan refined the heavens and stars for his own use, and the mana was too deep, and there were almost quantitative changes that caused a sense of qualitative change, so for a person like Mi Tian who had just entered the true immortal, it formed a crushing trend.

But what's even more terrifying is that the two of them have so many fighting methods, from the four spirits, the nine Yao to the twenty-eight nights, almost all the supernatural powers of the stars are at your fingertips, you have the fire of the Vermilion Bird to attack, I have the Xuanwu Water Peerless Imperial Guard.

The greedy wolf duels against the army, the five stars reflect each other, the civil and engineering compete for victory, and the stars of Jiuyao rise and fall.

The two of them use the galaxy and the universe as a chessboard, and the heavens and stars as chess pieces.

One move and one style, the star power is full, and it is no less than Tiangang's great magical powers, all of which are unparalleled in killing and unparalleled in power.

After all, moving stars and changing buckets is the best one of Tiangang's great powers!

Because of the external body of Doumu Xingjun and the blessing of the stars, even if it was Tang Yuan in the previous life, the first primordial god and heavenly demon of the Blood Sea Dao since ancient times, it was difficult to match the strength of this body in this realm.

Such a magnificent and incomparable fighting method like a galaxy makes all those who see this scene shake their hearts, or fear and tremble, or yearn for it.

Zhou Lingxing's eyes were full of water in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it had nothing to do with Tang Yuan, it was just a subordinate person who was in the cultivation level, and the natural reaction when he saw the stronger one was the surrender of the ordinary star scroll and the lord of the stars.

Mi Tian's heart was also full of shock, and he could feel that the depth of the two people in the sky was still at the level of two instruments, and there had been no essential change. It's just that this breadth is a little too unbelievable, far beyond her imagination.

A five-bucket level natal star monarch can be promoted to two yi, but the stars that these two people on the heavenly dome can pull are more than hundreds, and they are so superimposed and accumulated, which has caused such an essential gap with them.

Zhao Zicheng still can't believe that the god-like figure on the sky dome will be the younger brother of Taiqi that he has never looked at, the younger brother who has always shown himself to be ordinary and even cowardly.

Thinking of the height he once had, an unspeakable sense of shame and indignation surged up, and then the surging anger that was treated as a joke, but these emotions only lasted for a moment, and then they were covered by the fear that was cold to the bones just now.

He knew that if Tang Yuan really wanted to kill himself, it wouldn't even take a second!

Fallen Ji and the others, looking at their main backbone, the old man, the thin old man could also see the level of the two people in the sky, and shook his head slowly at this moment: "This is an absolute gap in talent, not a level, just like a volume person of the Nine Yao Five Bucket Level, when he is in a low realm, he can even defeat a volume person with a seventh-rank or eighth-rank talent."

"I suspect that even if we step into the One Element Realm first, we will not be their opponents."

The cultivators can see that if it weren't for Tang Yuan here, the return of Emperor Ziwei would definitely be a disaster for them, and it was irresistible.

Although the belief in this realm originates from the orthodox star gods, with Emperor Ziwei as the main god, for many years, the status is extremely high.

However, when Emperor Ziwei made it clear that he wanted to absorb sentient beings to restore their origins, he didn't even leave them any choice.

All the cultivators are not fanatical believers, so naturally they will not sit back and wait to be killed.

On the contrary, it is Tang Yuan's side, although the name of Doumu Yuanjun is the first time I have seen it and has not been circulated, as long as he and the Ziwei Star Lord have a hostile relationship, then what if they support him.

However, in the fight between the two, except for Mi Tian, Youlao and the little princess, who have the opportunity to intervene, the rest of the Sanyuan Great Monks, even resisting the aftermath of the supernatural confrontation, have to do their best.

"Wang Xiaoliu" waved his hand and scattered the supernatural powers emitted by Mu Yao Daxing...... Heaven and earth, he said calmly: "You and I both know each other's level, so don't test each other anymore."

"Doumu has a good scroller, so use your life to announce the return of the deity!"

He bowed his head from above, looking down at the beings, his long hair dancing to himself without the wind, "Report your name, you are qualified to be the enemy remembered by this seat!"

"Wang Xiaoliu" is actually not controlled by Tang Yuan, and the main consciousness that dominates this body is still himself, but the magic spells of this body are all provided by Tang Yuan, which is equivalent to the relationship between the player and the character.

It's just that his true self, through Tang Yuan's handwriting, has already determined that he is the Lord of Ziwei Star.

Only when the actors are fully committed can this big drama be real and believable enough.

Tang Yuan waved his sleeve robe lightly, gathered all the glittering starlight scattered in the sky full of stars, and turned it into a magnificent and romantic long sword that cut off the galaxy.

The black hair was in a bun, scattered and fluttering, with an indescribable romantic temperament, Tang Yuan held the sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword pointed to the reincarnation god from afar

"In that case...... Let's fight!"

"This seat Tang Yuan!"

Although it was a low chant, the sound clearly entered the ears of the cultivators, and spread to all directions, almost resounding to curb the clouds!

Xia Hou looked at this scene and said with a slight sourness: "Heaven loves the Zhao family and them, and it is not enough to give them a greedy wolf star monarch, but it is ......

But then he shook his head, looked at the Zhao family cultivators who were suddenly distracted, and said in a low voice, "It's a pity that the Zhao family has no eyes and didn't leave this true dragon."

"Wang Xiaoliu" stood with his hands lightly, "This seat will give you the greatest respect!"

In the void, a small mixed hole appeared, and "Wang Xiaoliu" slowly pulled out a pitch-black spear from it.

Space distorted in front of it, and the light was swallowed up by it.

This is a weapon made from a great star in the ultimate state!

Demon Suppression Spear!

"Boom!"

Spears and swords intersected, and the void cracked in pieces, like lotus flowers blooming one after another.

Both of them put away the strange magical powers from the various big stars, and instead poured all their mana into the spear and sword, and began to compete in the most simple and primitive way.

In other words, for the two of them at this moment, the ordinary supernatural powers have no meaning, even if it is Nanming Lihuo and Xuanming True Water, it will only be scattered by a sword and pierced by a shot!

After the violent explosion, the figures of the two happened to turn around.

Everyone looked nervously at the scene in front of them, after all, their life and death depended on this moment.

After all, if Tang Yuan is defeated, I am afraid that there is no one in this world who can stop the pace of Emperor Ziwei devouring all beings.

In such a tense atmosphere, the demon subduing spear with a black handle was like crystal, shattering inch by inch and floating in all directions.

And "Wang Xiaoliu", in the middle of his chest, was pierced by a brilliant long sword.

The whole body is like autumn flowers, and it quickly withers until it loses its color.

But before the cultivators were happy, Tang Yuan stumbled, almost falling from the sky, when he stood firm, he glanced around at the cultivators, and said slowly: "Just now it was just a Dao body, in less than ten years, it will come back, and it is bound to be even stronger than today."

He paused, "Guys, it's better to plan ahead!