Above the island, large swaths of white mist like smoke were stirred by inexplicable forces, and thousands of rivers rushed to the high platform like returning to the sea.

Half of the platform was shrouded in mist.

In the clouds and mist, the glow is like a waterfall.

In the misty and trance, it seems that people can see a boundless towering, boundless and solemn white jade portal quietly emerging.

On the portal, there is a book like the imprint of the Heavenly Dao - the word "Nantian".

However, the high platform on the other side is occupied by pure darkness and loneliness.

It was as if the underworld was wide open, and the majestic dead air like the waves of the sea poured out.

Stain the heavens and the earth into a dark, dead color.

The rotten earth, the remnants of the ruins, the wandering corpses of the dead.

On one side is the gate of the heavenly palace that is high up and ignores the common people.

On the other side is the dead, decaying and cold kingdom of Hades.

On one side it is high, and on the other hand, it is obscure.

Clear on one side, cloudy on the other.

In this head-to-head confrontation, none of the onlookers in the entire Wusheng Island saw the details clearly.

All they could see was two distinct forces colliding.

See the fight between the Heavenly Palace and the Hades.

Countless people were shocked.

It is impossible to imagine what kind of will and blood must be strong to create such an incredible and majestic vision.

It's like connecting myths to reflect reality.

Even a Pure Martial Grandmaster would be affected, unable to discern the line between reality and illusion.

The two extremely powerful auras that erupted from the high platform had already exceeded the limit of martial arts under the ordinary definition, reaching the height of a true legend.

I don't know how many pure martial arts fighters have the urge to bow and worship at this moment.

Pure Martial Myth!

This is the real myth of pure martial arts!

God Wu Chao is okay, after all, he became a figure of martial arts legend a few eras ago.

He sat on the top of Penglai, high up, overlooking the entire Guliu martial arts world for nearly two hundred years.

Lu Yuan is the most terrifying.

This strong entry, with the title of the contemporary evil emperor of the Evil Martial Alliance, defeated dozens of grandmasters all the way from the white square, the five elders of Penglai, until he reached the top, and now he is competing with God.

From beginning to end, not even a trace of evil energy fluctuations were released.

It all relies on the attainments of the pure martial arts field.

How old is he?

Is it really a natural demon star destined to end an era?!

"Bang-"

The sound of fists clashing sounded on the high platform.

But it's not big, and there is no earth-shattering momentum coming out.

Only the clouds and mist churned by the aftermath proved that this encounter was taking place.

But in the eyes of the onlookers, it was a blurry picture of the vision being strongly distorted, and countless illusions appearing.

"The martial arts of these two people have reached the unfathomable realm above the grandmaster!"

Someone below kneading his eyebrows with his fingers, and muttered with a stunned expression: "What they fight for is not only strength and skill, but also spiritual will, or rather."

This is the battle between the two paths, and it is a collision between the system and the system! ”

"Above the Grandmaster? Is there a way above the Grandmaster? ”

Someone couldn't help but ask.

When a grandmaster-level figure heard this, he raised his hand and pointed to the high platform, and said word by word with a strange expression: "The two of them. That's the way! ”

On the high platform, the two figures fought each other like phantoms, entangled together.

On the [Martial Artist] panel, those skills that have been comprehended and learned are like flowing water flowing through Lu Yuan's heart, and then gradually merge into his blood and bones.

Lu Yuan's spirit, will, blood. Every cell in the body is screaming and boiling.

His heart was calm.

It is like a glacial lake, with a glacial lake flowing and tumbling with hot magma underneath.

"Tiangong Stream Martial Dao

God's Nest"

Lu Yuan silently recited these two words in his heart, and his eyes had already turned into pure silver-white.

In the silvery-white center, there seems to be a vortex rotating rapidly.

Lv3's [Undefeated Instinct] is activated in the first shot of the fight.

Previously, Lu Yuan walked up the three-level platform, all the way vertically and horizontally, invincible, and he had never turned on the [Undefeated Instinct], summoning the "Substitute Fight" to go online.

But not for Wu Chao.

If he didn't turn on the full-level [Undefeated Instinct], Lu Yuan had a hunch that he would be quickly defeated within a few breaths.

"He is a demon with peerless talent, and he has lived for more than 200 years by relying on various new age methods.

More than 200 years of martial arts accumulation, his experience, skills, awareness. All sides have reached an unprecedented height.

The realm he is in now is equivalent to my full-level [Undefeated Instinct]! ”

In the face of such a living "martial arts myth", Lu Yuan had to rely on the panel, otherwise he would not be able to erase the gap between the two hundred years of accumulation.

"But the more it is, the more exciting it becomes."

The silver vortex at Lu Yuan's pupils turned faster and faster.

His heart is like still water, but his body is like fire.

The fierce battle intent burned in every corner of his body.

"I want to achieve an unprecedented and unparalleled transcendent Grandmaster realm.

It is precisely such a unique figure that is needed to be used as firewood to fuel the fire! ”

Lu Yuan's eyes were full of silver-white light, his body was like a big bird soaring into the air, his arms were outstretched, and in a swooping attitude, his arms were pressed down, and he struck towards Wu Chao below.

Around him, the originally transparent and formless, but distorted air currents surrounded and intertwined, and the dark golden martial god energy flowed all over his body.

In a trance, it was as if a pale full moon quietly emerged from behind him.

Under the full moon, black crows flutter their wings and sing in unison.

"Raven Stream. Song to the moon! ”

Wu Chao's expression was calm, his hands stretched out, and his fingers touched lightly, creating the form of an arched bridge, which was just enough to block Lu Yuan's punch.

"The second style of Tiangongliu - building a rainbow bridge!"

The fist and the palm touched, and the clouds and mist around Wu Chao surged, and the vision reappeared.

In the vastness, behind the towering white jade Nantian Gate, there seems to be a nine-colored rainbow bridge.

The images collided, the full moon swayed, and the crows praised under the moon burst one after another.

However, the nine-colored rainbow bridge does not move, but becomes more and more gorgeous.

Lu Yuan's face did not fluctuate at all, but the fist in his hand quietly changed.

"Raven Stream. Moon-Eater! ”

The fist turned into a claw, and the claws intertwined with dark gold light became an upward trend.

The vision caused by this move was that under the full moon, countless red-eyed black crows suddenly appeared like dark clouds.

The pale cold moon was also covered with a faint layer of blood.

At this time, Lu Yuan's whole person was completely wrapped in a distorted air current, the light was obscure, and he couldn't see his figure clearly, and he could only feel a trace of cold, bloodthirsty and cruel aura flowing out.

Wu Chao's face did not change, and his hands continued to press down.

The nine-colored rainbow bridge in the white cloud swayed gently, and a majestic momentum was pressed down.

"Boom, boom—"

The aura around Lu Yuan's body exploded layer by layer, and the vision of the crow flock around him was also rapidly collapsing.

When his hands were pressed to the lowest point by Wu Chao, and the momentum around him was almost dissipated, Lu Yuan suddenly closed his hands again.

The tip of the palm is upward, poking upwards like a sharp blade.

The previous two blockades and routs seem to be all paving the way for the current move.

The power and momentum that had been secretly accumulated exploded at this moment.

"Raven Stream. Capture the Moon! ”

Raven Stream. Celebrate the moon, devour the moon, capture the moon!

Lu Yuan takes the lv2 super nirvana [Thousand Crows Ode to the Moon] as the core, and integrates the three major combination killing moves of the Crow Flow created by the Crane Sect's nirvana.

The Divine Elephant Flow system is centered on "force", while the Raven Flow is centered on "meaning".

Nowhere is this more evident than at this moment.

As soon as the moon came out, the momentum around Lu Yuan's body exploded again, and the terrifying aura was released, directly distorting the air around him into black.

The miserable and cold full moon behind him also quietly turned pure blood red at this moment.

In this blood red, there was a little pure black flashing, like a raven's eyes.

The Blood Moon Vision collides with the Southern Sky Portal and the Nine-Colored Rainbow Bridge.

"Boom!"

On the highest platform, the clouds were boiling like a boil, and the two colors of white and black had been completely mixed.

The terrifying aftermath spread, discharging many clouds and mist, creating a huge circular pattern directly in the sky above the high platform.

There is not a trace of clouds left in the pattern, only a pot-shaped gap that emits white light, and the gap leaks a waterfall-like glow.

Under the glow, Wu Chao, who was as rich as jade, stood safely, with his hands behind his back and his eyes clear.

Overhead, there are still visions of the southern sky and the Hongqiao.

At this moment, he really deserves the name of "God".

At this time, Lu Yuan was standing at the other corner of the high platform.

The aura and vision of the crow around him had completely dissipated.

His hands hung at his sides, red blood curling down his fingers.

But Lu Yuan's expression was very calm.

He had not yet entered the Grandmaster, but his mental strength and physique had already surpassed that of ordinary Grandmasters by ten times.

Compared to a legendary figure like God Wu Chao, who has reached a height that is almost completely above the grandmaster... There is still a gap.

His transformation has not yet been completed, and even his own martial arts system is still in its infancy and is being improved.

But Wu Chao is close to perfection in all aspects, and there is hardly a flaw or a short board.

He is just like his martial arts.

It is like a heavenly palace standing above the clouds, high above, commanding the common people, and despising the world.

"More than 200 years of countless opponents and countless victories have forged his near-invincible ambition.

It's as high and impregnable as the mythical heavenly palace."

Lu Yuan thought, the blood between his fingers flowed back, and the momentum around his body rose up little by little.

"But I'm almost there."

Lu Yuan muttered softly to himself in his heart.

In the next second, the whole person rose sharply and swelled.

The black hair swelled and fell to the waist.

His complexion was red, and a huge blood-colored lotus eye appeared on his back.

A wave of heat spread out from all around him.

It seems that he has entered the state of the third stage of ultimate transformation.

"Whew-"

Lu Yuan let out a long breath, and the whole thing turned into an afterimage and rushed straight to Wu Chao.

Around him, a scene of a prosperous and ancient city-state began to slowly begin to manifest.

This vision was very different from his previous gloomy and cold momentum, and there was nothing strange about it.

The only thing that can leave a little impression is probably the charm of the epic picture scroll slowly unfolding in this vision.

A hint of discoloration flashed in the jade-like warm eyes in the eyes of God Wu Chao, and he didn't say anything, and struck Lu Yuan with a fluttering palm.

"The third form of Tiangong Stream - Qixian Pavilion!"

With this palm, in the misty clouds and mist above Wu Chao's head, there seemed to be countless pavilions and pavilions quietly emerging.

An indescribable majesty and vastness, the ethereal charm of the immortals flowed out of his palm.

Lu Yuan's face was expressionless, carrying the prosperity of a prosperous era, and he raised his hand to meet Wu Chao's palm.

Fists and palms collide.

"Boom!"

The terrible aftermath swayed, and Wu Chao's body did not move, and his expression remained the same as before.

Lu Yuan's figure flew back, and he almost retreated to the edge of the high platform before he could stop.

He took a deep breath, and the aura around him was scattered, and the vision of the prosperous ancient city-state that he released seemed to be crumbling by Wu Chao's palm.

The prosperity is not there, but there is a sense of impending disaster.

Lu Yuan's face did not fluctuate.

He lifted a hand and gently wiped away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

"Half a meter."

Lu Yuan said to himself.

Wu Chao in the distance frowned slightly, as if he was puzzled by his inexplicable words.

"Boom!"

Lu Yuanhei carried forward, and the momentum around him rose again.

The vision of the ancient city-states around him began to evolve dramatically.

In the sky of this vision, a black meteorite appeared wrapped in a raging black flame.

Lu Yuan's figure jumped up, and his pretentious figure quietly overlapped with the black meteorite in mid-air, and the whole person attacked Wu Chao fiercely like a meteorite falling from the sky.

Wu Chao narrowed his eyes, didn't look at Lu Yuan's blow, and put one hand behind his back.

A hand grabs upwards with great haphazardness.

He said in his mouth: "The Fourth Form of Tiangong Flow."

(End of chapter)