The black mist rolled down and dispersed silently above the ground, revealing a monk dressed in a gorgeous dark robe, with dark eyes and long black hair draped behind him, and a dull and dull aura all over his body.

Zhang Yu originally thought that the person who came was someone from the side of Wan Ming Dao, but judging from the other party's dress and appearance, this one was probably a fellow practitioner of the Hun Xiu station that Li Mo had told him.

However, the relationship between this person and Li Mo is not very harmonious, the opinions of the two often differ, and now the Hun Xiu station has been occupied by the people of Shuangzhou, Li Mo and the others do not know where to go, but this person has suddenly appeared here, and people can't help but think of many things.

The monk glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Is it Zhang Xuanzheng?"

Zhang Yudao: "It's me." ”

The monk took a deep look and reported his name: "Ding Ming." ”

As soon as his words fell, wisps of black gas floated out of his robes, steaming and floating, venting violently, and finally colluding into a big cocktail that was twenty feet tall and covered in ink, and as its wings opened, there was a gust of wind howling sound in the wilderness.

This is his visualization of "Dirty Morning", and its horn sound can disturb the mind and disturb the qi, and the outward surging smoke can even more pollute the light mana.

Zhang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, trying to identify his opponent.

However, this time, he found that the "Seal of Foresight" had no way to see the other party's next move.

In such cases, either the other party has obscured or interfered with the perception of the seal of seer, or the other party's presence has gone beyond the scope of the seer's discernment.

However, the art of disturbance should also be traceable, but he didn't see half of it in front of him.

Then there is only one possibility.

At this moment, he saw that the big eagle shook its wings and flew towards him with billowing smoke, a little down, his body floated back, the corners of his robe fluttered, and the cicada sword in his hand roared, and the long sound suddenly covered the whistling sound in the sky, and then the light flashed, and he jumped towards Ding Ming.

The big owl caught a glimpse of the light of the heart, and the huge claws tried to grasp it downward, but the sword light was swift and nimble, and it avoided it lightly, and then like a flash of lightning, it had already pierced into Ding Ming's chest, and penetrated through it at once.

Ding Ming was pierced by a sword, and the huge destructive force almost tore half of his body, but he didn't have anything to do, he reached out, and there was just a touch of smoke on the cracked ground, and the injuries there returned to their original state in an instant.

When Zhang Yu saw this scene, he had already confirmed the guess in his heart.

The reason why he couldn't see Ding Ming's next move with the seal of foresight was because this person's various actions were completely out of the monk's and even out of the category of living beings, and it was a little exaggerated to say that it was a dead thing, but it was indeed just a false life.

He looked up at the giant eagle in the sky, the visualization was the other party's body, and the humanoid body was just a front to attract the enemy's attention from the outside.

This is a monk who has been immersed in the Great Chaos, and perhaps one more step may turn him into a Chaos monster.

Then he glanced around, and found that in a matter of moments, all miles were covered in the pitch-black billowing smoke, and even the temple next to it was swallowed in, and only the realm where he stood was the only one of different colors.

Ding Ming stood in the depths of the smoke and looked at him coldly, as if waiting for him to be contaminated and swallowed by these filthy smokes.

His visualization diagram has almost no weaknesses in a head-on battle, the only flaw is that he is not fast, but if the opponent does not get out at the first time, then he will lose the opportunity, and so far no one has been able to escape.

This time will be no exception.

Zhang Yu stood under the haze at this moment, facing the rolling wind and black clouds, he swung his sleeve robe, and suddenly his heart surged, and the jade mist swayed, he raised his head highly, looked at his god, and shouted in his mouth: "Forbidden!"

The body of the big eagle that was about to press him in the middle of the sky suddenly froze, as if it was frozen.

Zhang Yu paced towards the depths of the dense fog ahead, and continued: "Expel it!"

The body of the big plover shook, and with a bang, the whole thing fell apart, as if accompanied by a terrible wail, and then there was an endless haze, and the billowing mist seemed to be swept away by a gust of wind, and the clear sky light was sprinkled out again.

Zhang Yu's robe sleeves fluttered, walked to Ding Ming's approach, and said to his person: "Seal!"

As the words fell, a sword light passed through Ding Ming's body again, he involuntarily took two steps back, he suddenly felt the breath and blood flowing up and down his body, and all his mental strength disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a mortal again.

He slowly stretched out his hand, covered his chest, and after a while, he removed his palm, looked at the bright red blood on it, and laughed astringently, he looked up at Zhang Yu, and said in a melancholy tone: "Even if you defeat me, you still can't stop their ......"

Zhang Yudao: "You mean the people of Frost Continent?"

"No, it's not from Frost Continent," Ding Ming looked into the distance, and he said astringently: "Zhang Xuanzheng, do you know how long the armor soldiers who can compete with us in the continent have been training now?"

Five years.

That's five years, maybe even shorter. ”

His tone grew more and more depressed.

"How long does it take to cultivate to a state like ours? It took me sixty years to cultivate to the current state, even if I am only one step away from the fourth chapter book, but so what? They only need to put on one or two armor robes to catch up with our dozens of efforts!"

He said abruptly: "I heard that the top-grade divine robe Xuanjia in Yujing can already reach the high-ranking monks, so when everyone can wear this kind of armor robe, they can easily surpass our efforts for a hundred years and thousands of years, what is the use of our generation cultivating at that time?"

Zhang Yu looked at him and said lightly, "Your Dao heart has been lost. ”

Ding Ming looked at him and said, "Yes, you're right, because I don't see any hope of victory." ”

Zhang Yu said lightly: "That's why you took refuge in the people of Shuangzhou?"

Ding Ming's emotions were a little excited at this time, and he roared in a low voice: "Otherwise? Do you know? Because they have a skill that can make the Chaos Monster maintain a certain humanity, if I can do it, then everyone can use this method to get transcendence! It's a pity, you stopped me! You interrupted all this!"

He looked at Zhang Yu and suddenly laughed, "But I pity you, because you will see that day, the day when the cultivators completely decline......"

As these words fell, his figure gradually turned from real to virtual, and finally turned into a cloud of scattered smoke, which was blown away by a passing breeze.

Zhang Yu understood at this time, this person witnessed the rapid progress of the Divine Robe Xuanjia in the process of cultivation, and felt a deep fear of this, and then denied himself, of course, it is also very likely that he is close to the Great Chaos, so his heart is fragile and fragile.

He didn't refute Ding Ming's remarks from beginning to end, because he didn't need to explain anything to a person who doubted and abandoned himself, who couldn't accommodate too much, and couldn't look too far.

This person thought that what he saw was the whole world, but he did not know that the world was far more vast than he thought.

Isn't it more difficult and difficult for a cultivator to compete with heaven and earth?

And this person doesn't even have the courage to take a look at this situation, even if he has a body of cultivation, but inside, he may not be able to compare to an ordinary person with a firm will and hope.

He glanced at the empty realm on all sides, flicked his sleeves, and suddenly turned into a green rainbow and rushed to the sky.

At this moment, on the other side, the High Protector gathered all the men they could find, and set out from the large settlement of the Iga, and flew towards the mountains in the distance.

Two summers later, hundreds of crystal giants landed on a peripheral mountain, and in front of them, the sky and the earth were full of traces of the cathartic collision of divine powers.

The thunder roared in the sky, the flood rushed in the valley, the lava from the crater of the fire sprayed into the sky, the billowing smoke obscured the sky for half a day, and the mountains full of mountains collapsed from time to time, stirring together with the rivers of trees, which was a scene of the end of the world.

They could see that just above them, an old man with a scepter was waving, his armor reflecting golden light in the dark clouds, and the silver-armored priests were guarding him, and in the distance there were gods and gods, who were now confronting the mountains and the ground with countless red-glowing, giant-like cave people.

Gao Hujun pretended to admire: "What a spectacular scene. Then he sneered, "But that's the end of it." Just as he was about to give some order, he suddenly turned his head to look.

Not far from them, a tall figure was coming out of the mist, his figure from blurred to clear, this was a tall and sturdy god, he had golden and bronze skin, his lower eyelids were painted with deep eye shadow, his body was covered with soft white fabric, and he held a golden staff in his hand.

Looking at Gao Hujun, he said solemnly: "Alien gods, this should not be the place where you came. ”

Gao Hujun looked at him and said, "So what are you going to do?"

This alien god slowly raised the staff in his hand, and then held it with both hands, and slammed it on the ground, the body of the staff just fell on the central axis of his eyebrows and body, this seems to be a kind of etiquette, he slowly looked up, and said solemnly: "The foreign gods, I, the slave god of the Mota god, the god of earth and life, Saisha, challenge you, I will have a battle of honor with you, if you lose, I hope you will leave here with your godborn." ”

Gao Hujun's blood-red eyes flickered, he turned his head and said to Lan Sima in Tianxia language: "I'm not interested in playing a game of catch and kill with him, solve it as soon as possible, don't let him get in the way." ”

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