The vision of the misty white clouds reappeared.

From the white jade Nantian, to the nine-colored Hongqiao, and then to the Langya Immortal Pavilion

Belonging to the God Wu Chao, the unparalleled Tiangong Stream Martial Dao is gradually unfolding in front of the world.

That invincible martial arts that had suppressed several eras.

Lu Yuan was slapped out by Wu Chao's palm.

The "black meteorite" exploded, and the visions around him shook violently like pieces of paper.

Lu Yuan stood on the edge of the platform with his body hunched, taking a deep breath and trying to adjust his state.

"Click-"

The injury on his chest that had just been dented by Wu Chao was raised, and he recovered.

The breath around the body gradually stabilized.

"It's a little worse."

Lu Yuan said to himself.

He walked towards Wu Chao again, his long floating black hair faintly revealing his majestic back.

The huge blood-colored lotus eyes behind him seemed to have faded a little after receiving these two moves from Wu Chao.

The pattern that was originally made up of knots and bulges of muscles and blood vessels is gradually smoothing out, and there is a feeling that it is fading and abling.

But the momentum of Lu Yuan seems to be rising.

The visions around him continued to evolve.

The ancient city-state that flourished was covered by a trace of black haze after the fall of the black meteorite.

The tone of the epic is gradually moving towards a thick and low tone.

"Again."

Lu Yuan's tone was flat, his body flickered, and he quickly bullied God Wu Chao.

Wu Chao's eyes were full of wonder, and he seemed to see something from what Lu Yuan had done.

But he just smiled and didn't speak.

He is the God of Penglai!

"The Fifth Form of Tiangong Flow-Ascending the Dragon Stage!"

Wu Chao shot lightly.

The road is far away.

He kept shooting, and every move and style was as mellow and natural as flowing water.

Every time, he can hit layers of qi waves, and his gestures contain earth-shattering power.

And no matter what move he used, from any angle, all the attacks would be blocked by Wu Chao with three moves and two moves.

In this process, the visions of the heavenly palace on the high platform continued to increase and emerge.

The misty clouds and mist were unveiled layer by layer, as if there was really a mythical and legendary heavenly palace descending.

And Wu Chao's momentum is also constantly superimposing and rising.

Gradually, his entire figure almost completely integrated into the vision of the Heavenly Palace behind him.

His temperament became elevated and unsearchable, majestic and untouchable.

On the high platform, the area that Lu Yuan can occupy is getting smaller and smaller.

Most of the space is occupied by the momentum that belongs to Wu Chao.

The ethereal and majestic vision of the Heavenly Palace gradually expanded to the entire high platform, hanging on the top of Penglai, dyed by the glow of the waterfall, becoming more and more mysterious and unfathomable.

And Lu Yuan was forced to retreat in the corner of the high platform.

The scenery in front of him was full of heavenly palace weather.

At this time, he was like an evil demon who was about to be pushed to the end of his rope, and he was under the Supreme Immortal Court as majestic as the Heavenly Dao. There's nothing to hide!

"This is God!"

On the white square, the silver-haired old man in charge of the rock shatter stream looked at the majestic and lofty heavenly palace vision on the supreme platform with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "Penglai Wusheng Island has never lacked grandmasters, nor has there been a shortage of characters like the five elders.

Even if all the grandmasters of Penglai are dead, God alone. It's enough to hold up the entire Penglai!

When he entered the Grandmaster at the beginning of the year, he dared to cross hundreds of kilometers of sea in the flesh, and only with such a task could he create such an amazing and brilliant martial arts path as Tiangong Liu..."

After the silver-haired old man finished speaking, there was an ignorant Yan Shatter Stream disciple beside him who said stupidly: "Master, God is so strong, the God Emperor of the Divine Martial Alliance... Isn't it going to be defeated? ”

"Isn't that obvious?

The outcome of this battle was already doomed from the beginning. ”

The silver-haired old man replied lightly, and then couldn't help but tug the corners of his mouth lightly, and shook his head lowly: "What God Emperor?" After all, he's just a clown who doesn't know the height of the sky."

"Looks like the kid who came with you is going to die."

On the side of the huge pit at the foot of the steps, Cai Huazhang, who was in an embarrassed shape, looked at the situation on the highest platform with fixed eyes, and his face showed a bit of expectation and joy.

He turned his head to look at Liu Daoyuan in front of him, sneered, and said, "God's subordinates have never left a living mouth. ”

More than a dozen muzzles on Liu Daoyuan's body were aimed at Cai Huazhang, and he squinted his eyes, also paying attention to the battle situation at the top of the platform.

Suddenly, Liu Daoyuan spoke: "Why don't we gamble?" ”

Cai Huazhang was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously replied: "What are you betting on?" ”

Liu Daoyuan turned his face to look at him, and said indifferently: "Bet on me, a good, if you can win against Wu Chao."

If he wins, you can obediently take out the signboard of Tianshui Liu.

If he loses. I'm not going to kill you today. ”

Cai Huazhang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily: "Liu Daoyuan, why do you think you can kill me?"

Just with your broken copper and iron?

Delusional to kill the grandmaster?! Amusing. ”

"Then you can try it."

Liu Daoyuan said lightly, and then the more than a dozen muzzles on his body suddenly adjusted their angles, and aimed at Cai Huazhang's lower body.

Cai Huazhang suddenly felt a chill in his crotch, and his scalp was numb.

"Yours"

Cai Huazhang gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Okay, I'll bet with you."

Yoo Daoyuan, you wait.

This kid is dead. I can't get out of Wusheng Island today. ”

There was no fluctuation on Yoo Daoyuan's face, and he calmly turned his head to continue watching the game on the high platform.

"God will prevail."

"The myth of 200 years of undefeated will continue, and it is estimated that no one will be able to break it in the future."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if you can give him another few decades, the outcome of this battle may be completely different.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a chance anymore, he's going to die soon"

The grandmasters on the high platform also discussed, and they were more aware of the situation.

It's very clear to see.

At this time, the road is far away, and it is already at the end of the road, and the distance is crushed by the towering heavenly palace overhead

There is only one last step left.

"Whew-"

In the corner of the platform, only a small piece of the cone under his feet remained, and he let out a long breath of turbidity.

There was a faint mist of blood in this breath.

He seemed to be badly wounded.

The perfect body of two meters and five meters tall is covered with palm prints, fist prints, and finger marks left by God Wu Chao

The long, black waterfall hair was disheveled over his body, like a battle-damaged cloak.

Lu Yuan's face was still calm.

Wu Chao is very strong, so strong that his Tiangong Stream Martial Dao keeps hitting Lu Yuan's body, and the scars that are engraved with his martial will will will make it difficult for Lu Yuan to recover in a short period of time even if it is Lu Yuan's current physique.

But Lu Yuan's eyes were lowered, and he directly ignored these injuries on the surface of his body, and all his mind was focused on feeling the drastic changes that were taking place in his body at this time.

In his chest, there was a thunderous roar, and his internal organs were glowing.

His spiritual power is as thick as mercury, and his qi and blood are surging like rivers.

In the middle of his chest, countless blood threads were entwined and flowing, slowly changing from a whirlpool to the shape of a ball.

"It's not close."

Lu Yuan muttered softly to himself.

There is only one last step left in his body before he can completely complete the transformation.

He could feel that at this time, whether it was mental, physical, or martial arts accumulation, he had reached a state of almost fullness.

When the water is overflowing, it overflows.

Now, he was short of the drop that could call himself the overflow of this glass of water.

Consciousness removed, Lu Yuan looked up and looked around.

At this time, this high platform was almost completely occupied by the aura and vision of God Wu Chao.

The majestic Tiangong complex is located in the clouds above Lu Yuan.

The golden light poured from the blue sky and blended with the glow below, shrouding the vision.

Wu Chao was in this vision, tall and tall, not like a mortal person.

And he was left with only this small area under his feet to stand.

The visions of the ancient city-states around them also seemed to be dead.

The prosperity of the past is completely gone.

All that remains is a scene of decaying, desolate, dilapidated, dead ruins.

It's like Lu Yuan's current state.

"It's not bad. One last point. ”

Lu Yuan said to himself.

"You're really good."

A grand, ethereal voice came from the vision of the Heavenly Palace in front of him.

It was Wu Chao's voice.

Lu Yuan looked up and squinted at him.

He could catch Wu Chao's warm eyes.

Wu Chao seemed to be smiling.

"It's been a long time since anyone has forced me to cast the Heavenly Palace Flow to this extent, so long. I've almost forgotten the last time I did it."

"You're old."

Lu Yuan said lightly.

A chuckle came from the Cloud Heavenly Palace.

Wu Chao didn't pay attention to Lu Yuan's words, but continued: "I know what you're waiting for?

You're waiting for a breakthrough.

You want to borrow my hand to break through.

Your martial arts are interesting."

Wu Chao's gaze fell on Lu Yuan, and he said softly: "I can see that your martial arts and your state are about to break through."

Don't worry, I'll let you break through.

Let you get your wish and wait for this opportunity.

Because "

Wu Chao sighed faintly: "It's been a long time since I've had such a fun time like today. ”

Lu Yuan's eyes flashed slightly.

In the next second, the whole person suddenly rushed forward, stabbing into Wu Chao's force field like a sharp blade.

This high platform is full of Wu Chao's grandmaster force field, as well as the momentum of the Heavenly Palace Stream Martial Dao.

The strong qi is as viscous as liquid, making it extremely difficult for Lu Yuan to take every step forward.

It's as if you're going up the fast-flowing water.

The majestic Heavenly Palace, Wu Chao in the mist, with his hands behind his back, calmly watched Lu Yuan approach step by step, as if he was watching a worm trying to trek in front of him.

finally

Lu Yuan bullied Wu Chao and raised his fist.

Only then did Wu Chao move.

He casually raised a finger and lightly tapped it on Lu Yuan's eyebrows.

"Ding—"

"The Eighth Form of Tiangong Flow-Into the Sky!"

"Boom—"

With Wu Chao's pointing, an incomparably gorgeous, majestic, and majestic golden hall quickly rose from the vision of the Heavenly Palace on the high platform.

The name of the temple is "Lingxiao".

And the last corner of this majestic and magnificent Tiangong group seems to have been revealed.

That kind of high and majestic, like the momentum of the Ancient Immortal Palace, also increased more than ten times in an instant.

"Boom!"

Lu Yuan's side was as if it had been hit by a cannonball, and the whole thing flew upside down.

It wasn't until he was about to fly out of the edge of the platform that he staggered to a stop and stabilized his figure.

The vision of the Heavenly Palace, which was completely revealed, was exuding an incomparable terrifying pressure at this time.

It was like a heavenly power that crushed down layer by layer, distorting large swaths of air around it.

Onlookers even had an inexplicable sense of suffocation even if they just glanced at it.

And Lu Yuan, who is under this huge pressure, is more like a worm that is about to be crushed.

He struggled to raise his head little by little, looking up at the Heavenly Palace and Wu Chao above his head.

A pair of eyes.

But it's brilliant to the extreme.

"You're wrong."

Lu Yuan spoke softly.

"I'm not waiting for a breakthrough.

I'm waiting for you. ”

"Wait for you to exert your so-called Tiangong Stream Martial Dao to the extreme."

"You're so old, like a crumbling sunset.

But I am the rising day of the morning. ”

"You are the last face of the old times"

"I'm already bullying you, if I don't let you use your tricks completely"

"Then I'll kill you"

"Others will also say that I am invincible."

As he spoke, Lu Yuan smiled slightly.

"Boom!"

At this moment, his progress bar for promotion to Grandmaster had finally reached one hundred percent.

On the career panel, a message prompt quickly popped up -

[All the preconditions for class advancement have been met, and the [Fighter] class is advancing]

Lu Yuan's spiritual power quickly converged towards the center of the brain.

The blood line in the middle of the chest in the body was quickly knitted, and a fist-sized blood cell condensed between breaths.

This blood cell is connected to his entire body.

In the center of the blood cell, there was also a pitch-black crow feather that was shaking slightly.

The thunder in his chest continued.

His internal organs, blood and flesh, were all glowing at this moment.

This light quickly leaks out of the body, leaking out of every pore on the skin's surface.

The injuries on Lu Yuan's body disappeared in an instant.

The blood-colored lotus eye pattern on the back, which was so faint that it was almost impossible to see clearly, was completely hidden.

"Click-"

His whole body was being reshaped.

An indescribable majestic aura rose from his body like wolf smoke, soaring upward, as unstoppable as the rising sun in the east.

The terrifying pressure that originally filled his body was directly washed away by this breath.

Even the clouds and mist overhead were washed away, and the majestic and majestic vision of the Heavenly Palace was crumbling, revealing the essence of the mirror.

Wu Chao immediately changed color at this moment.

His face was shocked and moved in disbelief.

His expression was slightly condensed, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and the whole person rose into the air.

The body shape is completely integrated with the shaking vision of the heavenly palace, and there is no distinction between them.

He stood on top of "Ling Xiao", looking down on Lu Yuan coldly as if he was the will of heaven, and then slapped a palm at him from afar.

There was also a cold, indifferent roar from his mouth.

"Heavenly Palace Flow Ninth Style-My Lord Heavenly Palace!"

Wu Chao's palm slapped out, and a huge white hand visible to the naked eye was condensed directly under Lang Lang's sky.

Carrying the vision of the entire Heavenly Palace, it burst a large area of air, and rumbled towards the road below.

This mythical and legendary method made the onlookers almost suffocate and forget to think for a moment.

I watched as the big hand slammed down.

Penglai God Wu Chao is very strong, and he is the absolute king of an era.

But only now did all understand . How strong is Wu Chao?

Legend!

The legend of Junwu!

This is definitely a person who can go down in martial arts history and can be called a supreme monument!

However.

Facing Wu Chao, this can be called a palm of myth into reality.

Lu Yuan at the bottom did not have any fluctuations on his face.

The reshaping of his body continues, and the metamorphosis in his body continues.

His eyes were bright, and he looked at the big white hand that fell from the sky and slapped straight at him with a rather appreciative gaze.

After appreciating enough.

His eyes turned into a kind of regret and regret.

"Whew-"

There was darkness deeper than the night rising from behind the road.

Facing the big white hand, and the heavenly palace group on the big white hand spread silently.

From the very beginning, he has maintained the epic vision of the ancient city-state that has evolved.

At this time.

This vision finally has its final chapter. ——

On the decaying and dead ruins of the land, a black crow with two wings covering the sky and the sun and nine hundred and ninety-nine eyes on its head quietly revealed its figure.

It is a natural disaster that will destroy the world, and it is also a catastrophe of the end of the world.

When its wings spread, the light of the sun, moon and stars was swallowed up.

Everything in the world. will all be completely returned to the underworld.

Lu Yuan stood on the high platform, his whole body glowing.

The image of the hundred-eyed raven rose behind him.

He pointed at the big white hand above his head, the vision of the Heavenly Palace Group, and the Wu Chao who was sitting on top of the "Ling Xiao" at the high end, and lightly pointed a finger.

He whispered in his mouth: "Here in the underworld. Where to find the heavenly palace? ”

That's it.

At this moment, the people who exist on Penglai Wusheng Island have all five senses of consciousness falling into eternal night.

It was as if heaven and earth were engulfed in black.

ps: Because of the number of words in this chapter, it was too late to send it before 12 o'clock, but it was still yesterday! Well, ask for a monthly pass!

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