The thin branches and thin shadows spread across the pond, and even the indestructible sword light could not cut it. It's extremely soft, but it's unimaginably strong.

At the end of the world, the last step, between the powerful existence in the white mist and the patriarch of the orc clan, no matter how sharp and sharp the long knife is, in that recklessness, it cannot be cut down.

Neither of them used the power of the laws of time and space. Both of them knew that even in the void, the battle was still like this. If you have those powers, it is better to use them at this moment, in more subtle techniques.

This is the way of fighting between people who stand on the rules of the laws of time and space, and for many years, this way of fighting back to the basics has been recognized by all the strong people.

The long knife shook, and the blade made a "buzzing" sound. It was as if in front of the formidable existence in the white mist, and a rolling thunder rang out on the reckless earth.

The sound spread through the four fields, but every sound was exquisitely controlled by the patriarch of the orc clan, and the strength was not tiled to the four fields, but converged into a line, converged into a point, like a sharp blade, tearing through the Hengtang in front of the powerful existence in the white mist.

The thunder shattered all the light of the stars and moons, the branches were thinned, the thin shadows were extinguished, and the pond withered.

The strength is within reach, and it seems that the entire heaven and earth are full of the strength of two world-strong men. The two different forces were fighting each other, annihilating each other, until the last one, between the formidable existence in the white mist and the patriarch of the orc clan, a foot apart, between the grass and the starlight. As if nothing had happened.

The patriarch of the orc clan looked awe-inspiring at the powerful existence in the white mist, and the long knife was in his hand. Motionless, as if it were a sculpture.

That blow just now. The patriarch of the orc clan had no idea of defeat at all. But the final result made him unacceptable.

No matter how hard you try, how to exert your strength to your own extreme, the last step, the last step, but it is a barrier that you can't surmount.

But none of this shocked the orc patriarch the most. The thing that surprised him the most was that the powerful existence in the white mist had such a subtle grasp of the strength of the force, the snow was bright, the Dao was thunderous, and the last thing was just annihilated. There was no strength left on both sides, and even the strength was annihilated so perfectly, and the grass between the two of them did not feel at all, gently fluttering with the wind.

Or, by coincidence. The strength of two people is exactly the same to reach this level of almost perfection. But it is almost impossible to achieve such a coincidence. Either that, the elven longqins who assassinated him three times, and was injured the last time, can play with himself in the palm of his hand.

Either of these two ideas is unimaginable. If only he were that strong. The battle ended early on with his first assassination. As soon as he died, the orc clan was not suppressed by an absolute strong man and was torn apart. With his intelligence, he sowed discord. It can completely disintegrate the entire orc clan in a year or two.

However, until the stabbing failed, he was wounded. The elves retreated step by step, until they reached the holy land of the clan. There is no way back.

But if he didn't have such a strong force, the confrontation just now. But I can't explain it.

The two of them stood opposite each other, a few feet apart, the formidable existence in the white mist was shrouded in black clothes and black, and one face was obscured by the black shadow projected by the black hood, and it was impossible to see what expression was on the face. The whole person is like a puzzle, no matter how you explain it, it can't be explained.

The formidable being in the white mist looked at the patriarch of the orc clan and laughed softly: "Sparring, it is not a life-and-death battle between you and me. Her death, I don't blame you, it was the hand of the elven clan elder. Though the cause is yours, it cannot take away anger from you. Help me cut off the soft red, but I know now that what I have been missing for so many years is what I have been missing. Let's learn three moves and two ways casually, and if you think you're going to lose, throw in the towel. This world is yours, and I won't rob you. But I repeat again, I have something to do, no matter what happens in the future, no matter how many years have passed, no matter whether you are dead or alive, all the forces in this world will help me regardless of life and death. ”

"Huh?!" The patriarch of the orc clan frowned, and the two black and straight sword eyebrows were twisted together, thinking carefully about the powerful existence in the white mist, but the patriarch of the orc clan didn't know what he wanted and what he wanted.

"Sparring?" the corner of the mouth of the patriarch of the orc clan showed a sneer, "After so many years of fighting, so many people have died, and the hatred of our ancestors for generations is on this land, how can we be quiet without seeing life and death." This realm, if it is not stained with blood, how can it be stopped. ”

"You and I have the final say here. The formidable being in the white mist smiled, "I'll be able to convince you." I don't have the heart to deal with this, even if everyone dies in front of me, I won't even blink an eye. The guy I liked is dead, and I don't have any attachment here. ”

"I'm different. The patriarch of the orc clan said, "I don't want anyone like me to appear here, even if it is to kill people and exterminate the clan." Kill all those who are full of righteousness and light, and use their blood to wash away my shame. You are not attached, I am too attached. ”

"When the water is clear, there are no fish, that's pretty much it. The powerful being in the white mist did not agree with what the patriarch of the orc clan said, but said casually, "What I just said is my bottom line. If you don't accept it, you will fight again until you are convinced. ”

"You're too confident in what you say. The patriarch of the orc clan looked at the powerful existence in the white mist and said.

"You killed the high priest by my hand, by the hand of Bu Li, and the young master of the most powerful race, and swept away all obstacles, if you don't get any benefits, how can I be willing. The powerful existence in the white mist seemed to see through the inner thoughts of the patriarch of the orc clan, and said, "I know your intentions, that's why I said that I want two against five." If you can't beat them, I'll help you get rid of those people. They are your stumbling block. Nature is mine, too. Finally, before their whetstones shattered, help me sharpen the knife and walk away from it. It's also good. ”

In the battle of life and death, after the two of them fought a move, they stood opposite each other and chatted slowly.

All kinds of bizarre and unbelievable places in the middle can only be understood by the two people on the spot. Buli sat on the top of the mountain, sitting side by side with the big black, and saw the powerful existence in the white mist chatting with the patriarch of the orc clan, and said, "Hei, guess what they are talking about?"

"I don't know. "Da Hei is very real. If it's someone else. Da Hei inevitably scolded a few words, but that person was a strong existence in the white mist, and this old man Da Hei never dared to say anything bad behind his back. If you cover your mouth, things like your heart will flow out of your eyes. Yes, that's true, that's what the big black heart thinks.

"I guess the two of them must be discussing some nasty things. The corners of his mouth went up, as if he was laughing at the formidable presence in the white mist. "When we go back, I'll take you to the West Mountain to find the she-bear. ”

At the sound of this, Dahei's eyes immediately lit up. A few points brighter than the stars in the sky, "Why are you so generous this time?"

"I remembered Cai Xiaoxian'er just now, I miss her. Bu Li said: "Xiao Xian'er is not here. I feel sad in my heart. I don't think you've touched a she-bear for so long, will you be the same as I think of the little fairy? I don't know where we'll be there. Either way, I'm going to take you back to Xishan. Let you be happy for a few days. ”

The corners of the big black mouth salivated into silk.

"Black, where do you think we'll go back?" Bu Li looked at what the powerful existence in the white mist and the patriarch of the orc clan were talking about, bored, and asked the big underworld.

"West Mountain Canyon. Da Hei replied without even thinking about it.

"What's the matter?"

"There's the most female bears out there. "The reason for the big black is very strong, simple and straightforward. I hope that my dream will come true, if I can really return to the West Mountain Canyon, the teleportation array with soul power seems to be not far away. I don't know where the boss of Lu Dao Hu Wu is, and I don't know if the little fairy of Lu Dao is still as good as ever.

Sitting on the grass at the top of the mountain, Bu Li looked at the bottom of the mountain blankly, the patriarch of the orc clan shook the long knife in his hand, as if he was about to start fighting again, Bu Li cheered up and looked carefully.

"Give it your all, the first time I struck first, this time, you come. The formidable being in the white mist looked at the patriarch of the orc clan with a smile and said.

The patriarch of the orc clan didn't say anything, but stood intently, the space around him trembling faintly, as if he felt the fluctuation of the force in his body. The strength has reached its peak, and the entire world realm seems to be unable to accommodate it, if the patriarch of the orc clan does it with all his might, the entire world will be shattered.

didn't say anything more, the hearts of the two sides had already understood each other, just like two friends who had never met before, but had been friends for a long time, and this vicious battle changed its flavor at this moment.

The patriarch of the orc clan suddenly burst out with a scorching force, as if a volcano that had been pregnant for many years had erupted at this moment, and the clothes all over his body rose to the sky. A long black hair was pulled straight up, reaching the sky, pointing straight to the starry sky.

The amount of power turned into substance, and at the moment when his strength reached its peak, even the patriarch of the orc clan could no longer control all the amount of power that erupted in detail. The long knife slashed straight at the powerful existence in the white mist, and did not exert the force of the law of time and space, but the space was smashed, and it was forcibly shattered by the force.

It was even stronger than Helan Tiancheng's pure strength to distort space, and the space in front of the blade was like a piece of white paper, which was shattered by the blade, dancing with the wind, turning into countless white butterflies, and their figures were hazy and scattered everywhere.

Buli sat on the top of the mountain, seeing the battle between the powerful existence in the white mist and the patriarch of the orc clan, and sighed in his heart, it was really romantic to the extreme. actually hit with all his strength, and hit out the hazy artistic conception of the moon and the hazy bird. In comparison, I fought bloodily just now, and I really didn't get into the stream. I don't know if the two of them are fighting or painting, Bu Li looked a little stunned, if only he had such a strong force.

Legend has it that the real celebrity is self-effacing, and this kind of thing is actually true. Think about it, this kind of thing works differently. At the peak, it will become extremely beautiful. I don't know when I will be able to reach this level. Think about it, the pride of just passing the pass turned into a rolling Canglan River flowing into the sea. I'm still too weak. Even the laws of time and space need the help of a sharp knife to be realized.

It seems that no matter how much he cultivates, the sentence around him is, why is he still so weak! Bu Li looked helplessly at the powerful existence in the white mist and the matriarch of the orc clan.

The powerful existence in the white mist was unmoved, the wolf in his hand rose namelessly, the white jade-like fingers could no longer hold the pen normally, and the powerful existence in the white mist directly copied the thick wolf in his hand and swayed his chest. In an instant, a line of cursive script appeared in front of him.

The avenue is like a blue sky.

The five big characters are vividly swayed in the wild grass of the powerful existence in the white mist, and it seems that every word tells the messy mood of the strong existence in the white mist.

The powerful existence in the white mist was already eleven Tianlan White Foxes, according to him, the entire Tianlan Ancient Clan had been able to rank in the top three since the opening of the world and the three thousand generations of the Lu Realm. But he is such a strong man, and he seems to be omnipotent in Buli. The omnipresent powerhouse, after changing his life against the sky, inadvertently returned to the former world realm, after merging with his injured self at that time. Before the reckless Heavenly Dao, there was also some confusion and confusion.

The avenue is like a blue sky, which is the portrayal of the strong existence mood in the white mist at this time.

The avenue is like a blue sky. I can't come out alone. Ten words, ten big characters drawn out of wild cursive calligraphy fell in the air. Publicity. Arrogant, domineering. The blade of the brush is like a knife and a gun, with a messy intention with unwillingness and struggle, every stroke, every painting is like to break free from the shackles of the body and seek to live forever.

Zhuangzi's carefree meaning cannot be solved, and Laozi's inaction cannot be explained. The only thing that can really solve this problem is the strong existence itself in the white mist. He is trying all kinds of ways to solve the barrier in his heart. However, the love thread cut by the wisdom sword still exists, from the tangible to the invisible, and the strong existence in the white mist cannot relieve the lingering lovesickness.

How can he comprehend the Great Dao, how can he comprehend the change of fate after changing his life against the sky, except for the powerful existence in the white mist, no one in this world can tell him the answer. Even the powerful existence in the white mist knows that even if he comprehends the heavenly machine, what he comprehends may not be true.

Ten big characters, when the long knife of the patriarch of the orc clan slashed, had already appeared, like a mountain full of thorns, making it difficult for the patriarch of the orc clan to move an inch with a sharp and incomparable long knife.

The five words disappeared immediately after they appeared, and the avenue was like a blue sky, disappearing between the powerful existence and the orc patriarch in the white mist. The pen and ink turned into a black and white breath, flowing non-stop, wrapped between the long knives of the orc patriarch.

The avenue, like the blue sky, conjures up a world where no one knows what the Dao is. In this world, only the power of the powerful existence in the white mist is fighting with the power of the patriarch of the orc clan. This is not the power of the laws of time and space, but the illusion of a new world out of thin air.

There is something out of nothing, maybe there is life in that world, and there is also the law of power, there is a blue sky, there is the earth, everything is the heaven and earth that the powerful existence in the white mist imagined in his heart.

The blue sky is like a cover, and the avenue is vast. The cursive writing of the formidable existence in the white mist fell, leaving the long knife of the patriarch of the orc clan completely in another world that came out of nothing.

Back then, Cangjie made words, the sky rained, and the ghosts cried at night, but this is the scene. Words can communicate with the gods, and every word can conjure up the three thousand worlds. No matter what amount of force is used to the extreme, it is a kind of graceful and wonderful. The powerful existence in the white mist is still the omnipotent him, looking at it from a distance, just a few cursive scripts have allowed him to play so many tricks, and the tactics he and Da Hei have studied for so many years are really not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Stepping away from Zhilu Dao, this is far from the limit of the formidable existence in the white mist. In the memory of being opened and sealed, Bu Li seemed to vaguely see that in the earth-shattering and weeping ghost and god battle, the powerful existence in the white mist controlled the overall situation, and two earth-shattering arrays restrained the two true gods. At that time, he was still in a soul state, far inferior to himself after merging with the Nine-Tailed Tianlan White Fox now.

The powerful existence in the white mist at this moment is not an exaggeration to say that the Tao is a god. Drawing a book in mid-air is just a way to vent the resentment and resentment in your heart. Or he is comprehending the way of heaven and earth, because this kind of thing of changing his life against the sky, even if he is a god, has never encountered it.

However, Buli was worried, no matter how powerful the powerful existence in the white mist was, Buli was still worried.

Although he has more than enough strength, he is not without worry about the strength shown by the patriarch of the orc clan. If you really mess up, get hurt by that person, and be defeated, is it a part of fate?

"Roar~~~" With an angry roar, the patriarch of the orc clan was no longer as gentle and elegant as before, and his whole body skyrocketed. It's not the body that has skyrocketed, it's the momentum. The change in Helan Tiancheng's body suddenly becoming a giant is even more frightening. (To be continued......)