The space is turbulent, and the sky is shaking.

Shen Yi used his heart to transform his strength, to recognize his luck, and smashed out the momentum of the destruction of all things with his vast fist, and it was clear that he could not use his strength, but he was still extremely terrifying.

"Tai Chi."

The true martial arts monarch did not move, still the soles of the feet were rounded, the shape of Tai Chi was twisted, the yin pole was yang, the yang pole was yin, all things were negative yin and hugged yang, Tai Chi turned into strength, although it was bombarded by the fist and fluctuated, but it still intercepted this terrifying fist.

"Wuji."

Moving forward with one hand, like pushing the door to meet the fist, an unprecedented nothingness broke into Shen Yi's perception.

There is no distinction between top and bottom, no difference between front and back, no center, no boundary, the strength of the fist reaches, a void, the fist that is enough to smash the world is actually crushed by life, and the arms filled with no power make an overwhelming sound.

One palm, retreat from the enemy.

The power that is difficult to describe in words swept through the body, it was clearly a void, but the power of substance could be felt, and the muscles and flesh of the body were shaking, splitting, and ······

Heal.

The torn and forcibly assembled body was forced to adapt, and the body was actively healing, and even the absorption of information with the Xuanjun Dao was accelerated a little.

Shen Yi retreated one step at a time, and one step at a time, and as far as his mind went, the Wufu Sword grew out of his hand.

"Again."

The great sword lifts the weight lightly, like opening up a ray of light in the darkness and gathering the consciousness of all beings.

Sword of Alayya.

The sword cuts the mind, in and out of the virtual and the real, and the boundary between the true and the false is confused, which is not only the sword of the body, but also the sword of the gods. The surging thoughts move with the sword, and the thoughts of all beings in the desire realm are all put on a sword.

And in the face of this sword, the True Martial Dao Monarch is still-

"Tai Chi."

Yin and Yang are Tai Chi, and the virtual and real are also Tai Chi.

The minds of the beings in the realm of desire collided with Tai Chi, and the vain thoughts shook reality, and the vain sword in reality pierced into Tai Chi, and the sharp sword intent went straight to the void.

Virtuality and reality, each other, one and two sides, but at the same time collided with Tai Chi.

The Sword of Alayya, which has been invincible since its creation, has finally met its opponent.

"If you are obsessed, let's be the same as those two Taoist friends."

True Martial Dao Jun said surgingly, with the palm of his hand, Taiji Jinqiao, shuttling through space, communicating with the void, and in an instant, he pressed down from the top of Shen Yi's head, and the boundless gravity suppressed his body.

Heaviness!

It's like a star pressing on your shoulders, and gravity is still increasing layer by layer, as if you want to press people into the depths of the earth and fall to the center of the earth forever.

This is to seal and suppress Shen Yi, just like dealing with Shen Yi like a demon lord and a demon daoist.

In terms of sealing, the True Martial Dao Monarch is an old expert, and the Demon Lord, the Demon Dao Man, and Dong Yuanshu all have personal experience in this.

But at the same time as the suppression, the body of chaos is also constantly adapting, and the scattered Xuanjun Dao, the flow of information, is also accelerating into Shen Yi's body.

It seems that even the Dao of Xuanjun is afraid of this golden bridge.

With the current state of being dispersed, if it is really sealed, maybe there will be no time to see the light of day.

Therefore, it can only be integrated into Shen Yi.

The inner Xuanjun's Dao merged, and the immeasurable information entered Shen Yi's perception again, and he seemed to have that feeling of almost omniscience again.

"Whew-"

The exhaled breath and the black and white realm are intertwined, and the three points of darkness are once again dyed in this discolored world, and Shen Yiyun sword is lifted, drawing a dragon-like trajectory on the golden bridge.

One yin and one yang is the way, just like the nine heavens and ten earths of the demon king, and the way of the true martial arts monarch is yin and yang.

Therefore, everything about him follows the principle of yin and yang.

The sword marks drawn are the dragon-shaped curves of yin and yang respectively in Taiji, Shen Yi has insight into the root of the golden bridge, a sword divides yin and yang, and the chaotic qi turns into a distorted black and white sword light that seeps into the golden bridge, infecting yin and yang in an instant.

"Yin and Yang Wasteland."

Shen Yi's figure has turned into a Taoist who is completely fused with black and white light, and the sword contains the meaning of distortion and chaos, abolishing yin and yang, and dividing the golden bridge.

"Daojun, stay."

Shen Yi smiled slightly, and the black and white light behind him intertwined countless branches, submerging into the discoloring heaven and earth, constantly spreading and infecting in this Tianyuan realm.

Just with Xiao Baoyue's body, he can be so strong, if he is given a little more time to improve his skills, then he will have to do it?

This gentleman is so terrifying that he must not stay.

Shen Yi is holding the plan to leave the True Martial Dao Monarch alive today. When he uses this as food, he completely integrates the law of the Daomen, and then fully integrates the way of Xuanjun, and fits the Tao with the Tao, and he can dye the mountains and rivers in one fell swoop.

At that time, Shen is invincible in the world, and he is invincible in the sky, and the real body of Daojun is also a dish.

The injury was still recovering, Shen Yi sacrificed the sword, and the Wufu sword was mixed with Vientiane, and the black and white light was getting thicker and thicker on the blade.

Kill!

The sword came out of ten thousand shadows, and countless illusory demon shadows roared with sword qi, and the murmurs and screams of the common people poured into the ears of the True Martial Dao Monarch at the same time.

False, true, mindful, angry, countless sword shadows shuttle between the virtual and the real, alternating between the true and the false, and there are indescribable deep shadows projected on the mind of the true martial artist.

He had immeasurable thoughts in his heart, and he was not moved by the erosion of the vast sea of thoughts, but the majestic sword qi made Tai Chi more and more difficult to parry.

Daojun finally retreated.

One step, one step at a time.

Under the endless and endless sword shadows, under the power that can almost be said to have no upper limit and growing, no matter how mysterious the realm is, it is difficult to support it all the time.

All kinds of magical powers, this is a big brick flying.

Shen Yi's injuries continued to recover, and the power that was enough to devour the sky and the earth naturally returned to his body, at this moment, the clouds outside the realm surged, and the clouds that had devoured the essence of the sun and enveloped the earth seemed to be about to reappear.

At this moment, if you look from the sky, you can see a dark spread over the earth, and in the blink of an eye, it will cover the sky and separate the inside and outside.

Seeing this, the Taoist outside the sky couldn't help but murmur:

"Providence."

With a sound of "Heaven's will", the Dao seal opened in the sky, and an extremely mysterious imprint appeared in the center of the eyebrows of the True Martial Dao Monarch, and an imperceptible consciousness was far away.

It's Xiao Baoyue!

He is not completely dead, and he is in the same body as the True Martial Dao Monarch.

But at this time, as the Dao seal emerged, the magnificent power from outside the sky was injected into this body, and Xiao Baoyue's already weak consciousness was finally difficult to support, and was assimilated by this magnificent power.

"Boom!"

The bullfighting was angry, the clouds that covered the sky and the sun were cracked, and the air pillar of the sky went straight into the sky, connecting the sky, and the true martial arts monarch operated the opportunity of yin and yang, turning the power of heaven and earth, and raising his hand, it was supreme and powerful.

"Wuji."

There is no top, no front, no back, the space is like turning into chaos, returning to the origin before opening up, a sensation of heaven and earth, thousands of sword shadows are annihilated in an instant, and the power of no one manifests a huge Taoist phantom, standing in heaven and earth.