The way of the strongest, the way of enlightenment when every Tianjiao is a young man, can also be called a momentum, if you want to achieve the way of the strongest, you must first refine your heart.

After the soul has been tempered and transformed, and then sublimated to the fullest, it can finally step into the path of supreme strength or a supreme power.

And after Wang Dao came to the Tongtian Realm, he wanted to compete with the young saints, and felt that his talent was not weaker than that of the ancient saints.

"Who is this lord, so violent......

"At such a young age, he has already realized the strongest way that the ancient Tianjiao has clearly understood, this is really against the sky......"

"His talent actually catches up with the eldest prince of Nangong Jingyun? I didn't expect that after only ten years, a demon against the sky was born again, this generation is a bit unusual!"

"I don't know which force he comes from? Could it be that he also comes from a terrifying imperial family?"

In the crowd, many people talked about it, causing a storm.

"Boom ......"

In the light curtain, the battle intent was monstrous, the gods danced wildly, and the two young figures flashed as quickly as two rays of light, and the power caused by one move and one style was enough to make everyone smack.

Wang Dao has always been in a special state, his heart is empty, his eyes are shining, like a mirror. He was feeling the way to the strongest, the aura on his body was slowly changing, his mind seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation, and a trace of potential in his body began to awaken.

He seemed to have touched a kind of Dao, one move and one style did not deliberately use the attack and killing technique, but he played it unnaturally, and his power increased dramatically, making it even more perfect and subtle.

At the same time, he was evolving the Great Technique, wanting to fuse the several Attack and Killing Techniques he had mastered to make it the most powerful.

"Boom!"

A round light and shadow broke through the sky, like a blue moon disk, cold to the bone. A palpitating and dangerous aura swirled around it, and the divine light that erupted from it was extremely sharp.

"Whew!"

Seeing this, Wang Dao's right palm slashed out at will, and an arc-shaped golden scythe sent out, cutting a beautiful arc of light in the void towards the disk.

"Bang!"

An astonishing wave of air swept in all directions, and the rumbling sound was endless, like muffled thunder, like a heavenly drum, thunder rolling, and roaring.

The runes on the ground flickered, flickering and dimming, emitting waves of fluctuations, steadily catching the attacks of the two.

"Kill ......"

Wang Dao shouted, the sound of the Dao in his body rumbled, and the divine body shook and there was a slight metallic sonorous sound, which was smacking.

The whole body is full of golden light, and the golden fist is endless, and it can wear gold and gravel. The aura on his body became more and more oppressive, and Doji once again consolidated a small section in a short period of time.

At the same time, the soul is as clear as a treasure mirror, slowly transforming and sublimating, and is exploring its own way of strength. The momentum is becoming more and more fierce and strong, there is a belief in pushing the world horizontally and cutting off all opponents in front of him, this is an invincible heart, this is a strong man's potential.

The battle intent was monstrous, attacking and killing the young saint in human form, and now, he was able to barely resist, and was no longer even at that disadvantage. Occasionally, he would take the initiative to attack and kill, and the strong attack of the young saint was no longer so threatening to him.

Perhaps he also felt the transformation of the royal road, the attack of the young saint was not only a simple attack and punch, but occasionally some spells would evolve, and the vision was amazing.

The young saint is strong when he is strong, and his strength has not diminished in the slightest, and it is still staggering. It is as if a young monarch is in charge of everything, and does not allow any threat to his existence, and if there is, he will use thunderous means to suppress it strongly.

Pushing the opponents all the way across the world, it is the courage and strength of the young saint, since ancient times, whenever such a gifted demon is born, it will definitely cause great turmoil.

Every ancient saint is the supreme path of stepping on the wind and waves, and has experienced countless baptism of killing and calamity, sharpening his body, and finally shocking the world.

"Kill ......"

The royal road is becoming more and more warlike, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and he does not show any exhaustion. The perverted physique made everyone wander for a while, it was simply inhuman, and it was a violent mess.

"Bang bang!"

The two young figures shot quickly, like wind and electricity, and in the end, regardless of the terrifying aura caused by the shot, they directly bathed in it, constantly fighting.

"Bang Bang ......"

Everyone's eyes widened, and the two figures flew out upside down at the same time, because Wang Dao had always been flying all over the field before. However, at this moment, he actually knocked the young saint away, and the growth rate of this combat power ......

Although it is a defeat for both sides, Wang Dao's tyranny from the beginning to the current evenly matched, all of which show his extraordinary understanding and talent, this growth rate is simply terrifying.

"Buzz ......"

Wang Dao continued to fly forward, his whole body was glowing, and while fighting, his heart was rapidly evolving his Dao and art. He wants to smelt all the great techniques he currently has in his hands into a furnace, absorb their essence, and make them burst out with the strongest power.

His heart was extremely ethereal, and gradually his eyes began to be a little blurred, but his figure was calm and unhurried, and he was still fierce in the battle. A strange fluctuation floated around him, and countless heaven and earth aura gathered from all directions, and in just a moment, a small cloud of aura had gathered on his head.

"This ......"

"He actually fell into an epiphany?" someone in the crowd exclaimed, and at the same time they were envious in their hearts, enlightenment, this is what cultivators dream of, and there are many people who will not be able to enter this state in their lifetime.

Sometimes, this kind of epiphany can be worth months of penance or even years for a while, which is very rare. Especially like the royal road, it is even more rare to enter a state of epiphany in the middle of the battle.

"It's really wicked......"

"It's just a non-human ......" There was a cold hiss in the crowd, everyone present could be regarded as geniuses, but some of them had not yet entered this state of cultivation.

And if you tell them that Wang Dao has entered this state three or four times before, I wonder how these people will feel?

In the field, Wang Dao's whole body was glowing, and the whole body was bright, it was a transparent light like jade, and countless martial arts mysteries flowed in the heart, decomposed, reorganized, and constantly evolved.

The attack of the young saint in the human shape and shadow was even more terrifying, and the thick blue fairy light enveloped it, looking like a ball of treasure glowing, dazzling.

His offensive is like a peerless blade, sharp and sharp, as if it can split the heavens and the earth, and the kind of momentum is terrifying, and the scalp is explosive.

In the face of the attack of the young saint, Wang Dao did not show any panic, his body was smooth and natural, and every move seemed to contain a trace of Dao Xuanyun, becoming more and more profound.

His offensive is also getting stronger, sometimes majestic and domineering, sometimes incomparable, domineering. The palms and fingers are constantly changing, and the light like a dragon is swirling.

"Boom!"

Wang Dao punched out, like a real dragon, roaring and roaring, and his arm emitted a dragon roar, the attack was powerful and terrifying.

Under his terrifying attack, the young saint with human light and shadow was actually knocked out more than ten meters.

"This is so perverted......"

"It's going against the sky......"

"He is now in an epiphany, and all attacks are subconscious, as if awake and hazy, hazy ......"

The crowd was in an uproar, and it exploded in an instant, and everyone was even more eager to realize this state, and some people were eager to go up to a young saint to compare and see if they could enter this wonderful realm.

Wang Dao didn't care how much everyone longed and jealous, his heart was like a clear spring flowing through him, and the whole person was incomparably clear, seemingly blurry, but in fact it was extremely transparent.

Many of the inconsistencies in cultivation suddenly became clear, and the use of techniques became more natural and smooth, like divine help.

Heavenly Killing Fist, Nine Strengths, Heavenly Thunder God Claw, Treading Heavenly Road, etc., there are some great techniques that he knows, which are constantly evolving, and his moves are no longer limited to form. The claw of the Heavenly Thunder God can also be used with a fist, or finger, or palm, a punch is unmatched, there is a thunderous and furious, the golden arc swims, like a thunderbolt into a real dragon swept instantly.

As soon as he pointed out, he often carried a kind of lightning like wind and thunder across the void in an instant, as well as the domineering and killing power of the Heavenly Killing Fist, and the piercing power was extremely amazing, and several times the young saints of humanoid light and shadow were knocked out.

The method of stepping on the road to heaven has also been evolved to the extreme by him, and his body is like a swimming dragon, shuttling back and forth. It looks like it doesn't have any weight, and the whole person is like a beam of light, constantly flickering. Sometimes it can be suspended in the air for a short time, stepping on the void is like a ladder, soaring up.

The combat power is constantly soaring, and all kinds of great techniques are constantly deduced and perfected. The soul is transforming and sublimating at an extremely fast pace, and the breath is becoming stronger and stronger, and it is no longer weaker than the divine power of the young saint.

"Pervert, it's been half an hour, how long does he have to keep the epiphany......" someone grinned, it was too devastating.

"His combat power has increased several times in just over half an hour, it's incredible!" "Some people have palpitations, they think that even if they have entered a state of epiphany, I'm afraid they will be far from being able to do it, what kind of monster is this?

Now in a state of epiphany, the young saint with human form and shadow was simply pressed and beaten, and he didn't see any pressure at all.