This is indeed a battle between dragons and tigers, and what Ye Meng is using is the Demon Dao Supreme Fist Technique, which can be said to be the source of the Demon Dao.

What the Holy Son of Huang Tian performed was the method he came from the descendants of the Immortal Clan, the authentic Immortal Law and the Right Path.

Similarly, this is also a battle of disparity in strength, the foundation of the Holy Son of Huang Tian is far more solid than Ye Meng, and the realm is much higher, whether Ye Meng can reverse the situation is still unknown.

"The law of the immortal path, Lin mortal dust!" Huang Tian Shengzi shouted loudly, there was a posture of an immortal descending.

At the same time, he himself is a descendant of the immortal clan, a favored person of the immortal dao, and there is a great luck that envelops him, making him have a sense of representing the immortal dao.

Of course, the origin of the Demon Dao is far superior to the Immortal Dao, and it can be compared with the longevity of the Natural Dao, and it is a kind of invincible Dao.

And the Manghe Eight Style is the ultimate fist method of the Demon Dao.

Of course, this is not the complete Manghe Eight Styles, what Ye Meng has cultivated is only the first three punches of the Manghe Eight Styles.

But this is enough, it can completely dominate the world and run rampant.

Now that the Immortal Dao Demon Dao is in battle, it is natural to divide the winner and loser.

"Kill!" Ye Meng's voice was as cold as a ghost, and when combined with the weirdness of the Demon Dao, there was a feeling of dominating the common people.

Suddenly, I saw that the Manghe Eight Styles he had condensed condensed into a ball and surged forward.

Each point of advancement, the strength and power of the fist became stronger and stronger, enough to collapse the space.

Buzz, the space doesn't seem to be able to withstand this kind of force, it's like a taut string, and a little harder, the whole space will crumble like a mirror.

Behind Ye Meng was an endless amount of demonic energy, which was tumbling, and a huge golem was formed inside and roared towards the sky.

Demonic qi is a relatively scarce kind of yuan power between heaven and earth, not as vast as the immortal Dao yuan power, but the Manghe Eight Styles are the emperor and master of demonic energy.

The demonic qi was summoned, came across endless time and space, and condensed behind Ye Meng, forming a sea of demonic qi that covered the sky and the sun.

If a demon cultivator who cultivates the demon path is here, he will definitely cheer, because the demonic qi here is too strong, just like the blessed treasure land of the immortal family, a place of yearning for demon cultivators.

However, even the demon cultivators did not dare to set foot in it easily, because the fist intent of the Manghe Eight Styles was too strong, strong enough to swallow the demonic qi in the body of the demon cultivators and supplement it to the fist intent of the Manghe Eight Styles.

This is no longer a boxing method in the ordinary sense, it is a boxing method that transcends the Tao and the Law, and it is invincible and powerful.

On the other hand, the Yellow Heaven Holy Son emitted a thousand rays of light, and every trace and wisp was bright and boundless.

Immortal cultivators are in it, as if they have been favored by the heavens, and there is a sense of satisfaction.

However, there is one thing that the two of them have in common, and the strength of both of them has tended to be in a state of rage.

The body of the Yellow Heaven Holy Son kept absorbing the immortal qi, squeezing it, compressing it into the meridians, preparing to release it in one go, exerting the power of the strongest immortal method.

The two masters competed against each other, and their aura skyrocketed again, directly covering the entire Illusory Wonderland.

Most of the masters were scattered in all directions looking for the Yuan card, but the impact of the battle between Ye Meng and Huang Tian Shengzi was too huge, and it was almost about to shroud the vain fairyland, making people feel that this was a decisive battle without enemies.

"Who is the opponent of the Yellow Heavenly Holy Son? It's so powerful! However, the aura of cultivation is a little strange, it seems to be demonic energy! He was a little shocked when he sensed it from afar.

Huang Tian Shengzi, as the number one master on the West Cliff list, naturally paid great attention to it, and as for the other momentum that was not inferior to Huang Tian Shengzi, he was not impressed at all.

Ye Meng's ranking on the West Cliff list is not very high, but *'s ranking is extremely high, and in the top ten ranks, he knows something about the top ten masters.

He didn't have much impression of the lower-ranked masters, because his strength was so strong that he didn't need to know who these people were, so he couldn't even call Ye Meng's name.

People usually have a habit of paying attention only to people who are equal or stronger than themselves, and for those who are not as strong as themselves, the interest in paying attention will be greatly reduced.

* I also have this idea, Ye Meng's ranking is not as good as his own, and it is conceivable that his strength is inevitably inferior to himself.

If that's the case, why bother paying attention? Isn't that a waste of energy and time!

Therefore, Ye Meng fought a big battle with the Yellow Heaven Holy Son, and he couldn't be sure who this hidden master was!

*It's not very clear, but there are still some masters who know better, such as Mo Feng, Yanchenxue, Hongyue, Long Xuan, Yu Chisheng and others.

After all, they had dealt with Ye Meng, and Ye Meng's aura was also very familiar to them, so naturally, they immediately sensed who the person who was fighting against the Yellow Heaven Holy Son was.

"Ye Meng, it turned out to be him!" All the people who had dealt with Ye Meng were very stunned.

According to their understanding, Ye Meng is strong, there is no doubt about it.

However, it doesn't seem to be that strong, right?

It is really incredible that he dared to compete with the Yellow Heavenly Saint Son, who ranked first on the West Cliff list, and it didn't seem to be inferior.

"This is Ye Meng's breath, he is fighting with people!" The fairy in Zhuqing Wine held a purple gold gourd, with his back to the cliff, and sat cross-legged on the strange rock.

Naturally, there are Qing'e and Blue Wolf by his side.

It's just that the blue wolf is also sitting cross-legged, with his front legs supporting the ground, and he looks a bit like a dog.

"Brother Ye will be fine, right?" Qing'e frowned, very worried.

She knew that Ye Meng's strength was good, but it was only good.

It can only be said that she still looks at Ye Meng with the same eyes as before, and she has a little less vision for development.

Of course, this also has something to do with her experience.

After all, she didn't come to Xiya Lake for a long time, and she still felt that the masters of Xiya Lake needed to look up.

After all, she is from the Northern Cold Palace, and they have to look up carefully at a random master from Xiya Lake, even if she comes to Xiya Lake, she can't change this mindset.

"You don't have to worry, that guy's life is very hard, he can't die! Let's go, let's see! Zhuqing Jiuzhong Immortal smiled, stood up, and flew directly to the place of battle.

Qing'e and Blue Wolf did not hesitate, and their bodies turned into streamers and disappeared into the sky.

In any case, the rivalry between Ye Meng and Huang Tian Shengzi caused an uproar, but all the contestants who came here rushed to the place where they were fighting!

At this moment, the momentum of Ye Meng and Huang Tian Holy Son had been brewed to the extreme, and the demonic qi and the immortal qi directly divided the space into two, each occupying half of the sky.

Bang!

Ye Meng's iron fist and the strong palm of the Yellow Heaven Holy Son slowly approached, stirring up an endless whirlwind.

When the spectators felt it, they couldn't help but retreat, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

Before the fist and the palm were connected, the time and space between them had already become chaotic, forming a vacuum.

Syllable!

A fist and a palm directly exchanged blows, and there was no imaginary big explosion, but quietly collided together.

Their strength devours each other and transforms into each other, trying to swallow each other.

"That's not right! This is absolutely unreasonable, how can there not be a fierce confrontation?! This is the Tao and the Fa with completely opposite attributes, absolutely unreasonable! ”

One of the supreme geniuses exclaimed, thinking that this should not happen.

He looked closely, and found that the space where the battle was fought had been completely chaotic, forming a vacuum, and the sound inside could not be transmitted.

"I see, I see!" Suddenly, the genius burst out laughing, very heartily, "It turns out that the strength of the two of them is too strong, which leads to spatial confusion and forms a folding space." ”

"What do you mean?" The little chubby dun next to him blinked his eyes and asked curiously.

The supreme genius smiled, Zhizhu in his hand, "To put it simply, their power blasted open a small alien space, and we don't seem to be alarmed, but in fact, the alien space is completely different from the space we exist, and we can't see the fierce confrontation taking place inside." ”

The little chubby hand scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed, "I understand, I'm really stupid!" ”

"Your understanding is indeed a little worse...... Yes...... You are a fat dun ......" The decision genius was dumbfounded, looking at this little chubby dun with some familiarity.

This little chubby dun's perception is not too bad, but too good, outrageously good, jealous, and makes people have all kinds of bad emotions.

Xiao Fat Dun is only nine years old, but his cultivation has reached the Seven Star Realm, and his strength can be called against the sky, under the master of the Bagua Mirror, he can escape effortlessly.

The little chubby dun whose understanding is so good against the sky is actually said that his understanding is 'worse than that', then other geniuses are not as good as pigs and dogs!

The spectators watched with relish, but Ye Meng and Huang Tian Shengzi in the battle were not so comfortable, and they hit each other with one fist and one palm, and the strong shock feedback was reflected on their bodies, like being struck by lightning.

Comparatively speaking, Ye Meng's body was much weaker, and it could not compare to the immortal body of the Yellow Heaven Holy Son.

The strong power was transmitted, and the internal organs of his body had been broken, and the power of the Yuan Infant and the main soul was greatly consumed.

"My Yuan Force can only support ten breaths of time again, once the time is exceeded, there is a possibility that the body will be shattered and the body will die!"

Ye Meng was horrified to find that his battle with the Yellow Heaven Holy Son might put his own life into it.

"What should I do?" Ye Meng thought quickly, looking for a solution to the problem.

This is not a small problem, but a big problem, a matter of life and death, and with every breath he feels that he is one step closer to death.

"Try it with the river scroll!" He came up with a solution, and that was to use the river scroll.

The scroll is a fairy and can never be broken, so it may work in this way.

Then he began to try, and the Manghe Eight Style once again erupted with strong combat power, blasting away the Yellow Heaven Holy Son's palm.

At the same time, he communicates with the river character scroll and moves it.

It's time for this artifact to shine.

Similarly, Huang Tian Shengzi also faced the same problem as Ye Meng.

His strength is much stronger than Ye Meng, but this level of battle is also very expensive for him, and it is just a few more breaths longer than Ye Meng.

Huang Tian Shengzi speculated that Ye Meng could only hold on for another ten breaths at most, and he could in principle wait until Ye Meng's vitality was exhausted before making a move himself.

But, can he wait? Apparently not!

It is safest to take your own life into your own hands, and it is definitely not what a master should do to save his own life by asking for the failure of others.

The battle between Huang Tian Shengzi and Ye Meng turned into a war of attrition, which no one expected.