Under the sleeves, Zhou Tian was in danger, and everyone was intimidated by the immeasurable supernatural power of weighing.

The opponent is difficult to beat, this is something that the West Madness and the North Xia have known for a long time, and they have also made many preparations, but when it comes to the end, no matter how much preparation is made, it is still not enough to see.

If you are not as good as others, no matter how much you calculate, no matter how perfect your plan is, it is in vain.

Is it in vain?

Maybe, maybe not......

But at this moment, the big star that was relied on by the two martial arts sects suddenly appeared blue and red, like a yin and yang fish, intertwined with each other, each rotating faster and faster, and a blue and red shimmer gradually spread, rolling the starry sky, and then spreading, there was a jerky and indescribable atmosphere, but the world that was constantly shaking was stopped.

In the blue and red shimmer, there are two majestic breaths rising up, one is cold, the other is scorching, just like the sun and the moon in the sky, brilliant and awe-inspiring, shocking the starry sky, although it is not as good as the martial arts sect, but it is also different.

However, Xu and Zhong, who have never shown up.

"It's done?" both Ximad and Beixia were shocked, but there was also a faint regret in their hearts.

If not, Beixia was moved for a moment just now, but he was afraid, so he didn't need to use a question sentence.

But if Beixia doesn't move, he won't be him!

After all, everything can't be as it should be......

However, between the blue and red yin and yang fish, there is a tiny, but not negligible mark engraved in it, which is almost the same as the yin and yang dividing line on the outside, and there is no difference, but it is just a hint of disharmony for the rotating yin and yang.

"Two little bedbugs, dare to compete with the sun and the moon?"

In the starry sky, weighing the temperament quietly, the cold breath swept around the body, the black brocade robe was worn closely, the starlight on it was shining, without the slightest twist and turn, he was obviously standing in the starry sky, but it seemed to stand outside the starry sky, mysterious and unpredictable, just like the deep night sky

At this moment, seven rays of red, blue, yellow and black light suddenly shot out from the stagnant world, converged at one point, and turned into another trade-off, the same starry night robe, but exuding an awe-inspiring and domineering atmosphere, brilliant as the blue sky.

He didn't even die?

Not only did he not die, but he couldn't even see any signs of injury, Su Yu and the others really did useless work.

Tiangang Sect's positive and negative two-phase magic is really mysterious, but I am afraid that if the two trade-offs are not solved at the same time, no matter how many times you kill and weigh them, it will be a waste of energy.

Boom!

In the stagnant starry sky, there was a sudden explosion, but after being weighed into the blood-colored world, it had been displayed in blood light, and the jade that had not shown its true body was immediately blown out, and its body was covered with terrifying blood marks, like a broken mud doll.

It turned out that in the blood-colored space, Jade shattered itself, wanting to use the lightsaber to devour the vitality of life, devour the source of trade-offs, and strengthen itself.

Such a calculation is not his whims, but he has already had an experience, otherwise, where would the Ghost Sword Elder of the Tiangang Sect go.

It's a pity that when weighed up, Yuji's little calculation was not enough.

"You also want to fight against the sect?" The awe-inspiring weighing flashed in his heart, and then he turned around and faced another trade-off.

A faint light bloomed on them at the same time, one as deep as darkness, the other as bright as light, but as the night sky and day.

Night and day are opposed, darkness and light stand against each other, and the figures of the weighers are blurred and blurred, and at a glance, they are all together. The whole process was incredibly fast, and the North Xia and the West Maniac had the idea of blocking, and their integration was over.

Rumble!

The immeasurable and vast momentum suddenly descended, blatantly suppressing this realm, shaking the starry sky, and cracking the world like glass.

The jade that was just blown up bore the brunt, and its body was crushed by this momentum, and it exploded with a bang, and the blood and bones broke apart, and exploded into a blood mist in the sky.

This time, I'm afraid it's hard to live.

After devouring the Phantom Sword, Jade Jie already has a combat power comparable to that of a martial arts sect, however, he is not a martial arts sect after all, nor is he a foreign ancestor, and he has not completely faded away from the mortal womb, he is still flesh and blood.

is a flesh and blood body, and it was blown up without a human form, how can it still survive?

Don't say that it was him, and those who were slightly weaker in the field, such as Wang Pingzhi, Ao Jian and others, were also crushed by this momentum, showing hideous cracks.

But he saw that the defeated old man was blown into a thin black mist, and there were dark spots with flashing metallic light looming in the black mist, trying to reunite the black mist, but it was always blown away when it was about to converge.

Divided and combined, there was a loud noise, as if it had been thrown into a big artillery battle, crackling, endless, and every time it exploded, the black fog became thinner.

However, the defeated old man can only drink to quench his thirst and continue to condense his body, once the black fog is dispersed too much, it is his special form of existence, and his soul will be dissipated.

Compared with the misery of foreign visitors, the performance of people from the martial arts world is more brilliant.

"Drink!" his body cracked, and even though the arrogant sword had an arrogant temperament and did not admit defeat easily, he couldn't help but let out a suppressed roar between his teeth.

But his proud sword was by no means a person waiting to be cut, but he saw bursts of red light rising up on him, like a raging flame, and every time his body could not resist it, it burned out boundless heat, melting the wound and eliminating the cracks.

Although his body was trembling all the time, he still held on.

No, it's not just as simple as surviving, the aura of the proud sword is gradually condensing and transforming in this trembling, and it seems that he is in some evolutionary process.

This is, will be made into a sword!

Even in the face of life and death, Aojian still persistently advanced on his own path - using blood as the oven, himself as the sword, and the momentum of weighing oppression as the hammer, but in the oven, he continued to forge and temper, trying to break through the shackles and become a martial arts master.

For him, this scene is both a crisis and an opportunity!

Weighing the immense momentum, although it is blatantly suppressed, it also requires a process, and this process was captured by Wang Pingzhi.

But I saw that his body was like a flying leaf, falling and rolling as the momentum was suppressed, as if flowing with the waves, and sliding through the starry sky in the most effortless way.

In the process of falling, Wang Pingzhi's qi and blood converged, his body was empty, and the whole person was writhing and deformed in the rolling, like plasticine, kneading at will, but he was not afraid of breaking.

Undoubtedly, he performed an extremely clever body refining technique, which can train the bones around his body to be soft, like colorful silk, weak and boneless, changing at will, in the most suitable way, avoiding the most direct contact.

There is also an evil king who turns reality into void, evolves the grinding wheel of life and death, crushes the pressure poured on him into powder, and then shirks it, trying his best to protect himself.

There are also small skeletons that break up the skeleton and divide it into more than 200 small bones the size of toothpicks, with minimal contact surface to avoid pressure.

Think about it, before he or she is still a good child who loves to learn.

Then there was Su Yu with a sword, turning into an invisible sword qi, Lu Xiaofeng was born in the fire, and in the firelight, everyone crossed the sea like eight immortals, each showing their magical powers.

However, although they showed their abilities to the fullest, they were in a hurry in the midst of the pressure of the momentum of weighing, and in a matter of moments, the cracks on each person's body were already all over their bodies, and the frequency of change seemed to gradually stagnate.

One trade-off, has reached the limit of the two realms, the two superimposed, the power of the trade-off, has faintly exceeded the limit of the two realms, in the two realms, he is afraid that he is truly invincible.

A world the size of a hundred zhang suddenly emerged, divided into black and white colors, black like night, white like day, that is, like day and night with the same light, mutual restraint but each other.

Although the world is only a hundred zhang in size, it has endless momentum, and as soon as it appears, it suppresses the starry sky world, and the world collapses and trembles, as if it is ...... Encountered natural predators

This is the Dust Realm.

The so-called dust micro-realm is the initial form of the world, the time sequence is chaotic, the vitality is not obvious, the dead silence is dull, and even, the world may not be too big. Some are just the way that the pioneers have incarnated into the world, such as the day and night of weighing.

However, no matter how simple the dust world is, it is still an independent world, and it is still an existence that countless beings cannot hope for, let alone reach.

Many people have never heard of it.

The realm of weighing has indeed exceeded the limit of the world's tolerance, and he has already transcended the sainthood, reaching the realm that countless millions of cultivators in the two realms dream of—entering the holy realm, opening up his own dusty realm.

"What a trade-off!" Su Yu's voice was difficult, I don't know whether it was admiration or horror, and he almost fell out of his invisible state.

No one understands the power of entering the Holy Realm better than him, this is the existence that can mobilize the power of the world to resist the enemy, not the half-hung son who relies on the grace of his ancestors like a young man, nor is it the fake entry into the Holy Realm like him, which is invisible Zhou Tianyuan.

The reason why Su Yu and the young man can have combat power comparable to that of the martial arts sect, and even when confronting such a strong person as Weiwei, they can still be at ease, relying on the special method of imitating the power of the world to enter the Holy Realm.

In fact, Su Yu had already foreseen that he would definitely be very brilliant, and he was already thinking about whether to call the Void Mirror and escape from the Zhou Tian World.

However, Su Yu was unwilling!

Because, weighing is not really entering the holy realm......

It's not that the realm of trade-offs has not been reached, but, rather, the limits of the world.

Whether it is a foreign land or a martial world, it is a world where fiction and reality are mixed, and the world is not real, and there are still falsehoods.

Born in Si, grown up in Si, and even opened up the dust micro world, it is also with the help of the truth of the world, and the dust micro world weighed is not completely real.

The purpose of the trade-off has already been seen, but it is actually very simple, just to devour this Zhou Tian world and turn the dust micro realm of day and night into reality.

Even if his realm has exceeded the limit of the foreign land, he still needs to stay in the foreign land and cannot be exceeded, because of the nature of the world, presumably, he has already had a thorough understanding of the truth of the world.

He's already, can't stand it anymore!