On the Wuji Square, Yang Yufan and Meizun are thousands of kilometers apart.

Mei Zun twisted her slender waist, she took a slow step, it seemed to be walking slowly, but her speed was extremely fast, and she walked five hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

"Since you don't want to say it, that deity is going to beat you until you say it!" Mei Zun said with a smile, although she was laughing, but her shot was not slow at all, her tender white little hand slowly raised, and suddenly, a pink energy converged in her palm, and gradually, a three-foot-long pink sword appeared in her hand.

This pink longsword didn't release any power, as if it was just an ordinary longsword. However, the first glance of everyone who saw this sword was unreal, and when, when they saw the second sight, this sword was really incomparable, which made people look very contradictory.

"Sword of Truth, go!" Mei Zun's small hand pushed forward, "Huh!" The Sword of Truth flew towards Yang Yufan.

Although Yang Yufan couldn't feel the power of the pink long sword that he had scrapped, he didn't dare to be careless, he clenched the Golden Thunder Sword in his hand, and it was also a sword swing, and in an instant, the Heavenly Emperor Sword bloomed with terrifying imperial coercion and slashed towards the True Sword.

The long swords transformed by the two spells quickly met in the void, however, when the two spells collided together, there was no collision sound as everyone imagined, but the real sword actually passed directly through the Heavenly Emperor Sword as if it were illusory, and continued to slash towards itself.

There was a slight difference on Yang Yufan's face, but his reaction was also very fast, and the spiritual power in his sea of consciousness quickly poured out from the center of his eyebrows, condensing into a crystal-like wall in front of him.

However, the terrifying thing is that the appearance of the crystal wall turned out to be useless, and the sword of truth once again pierced through the crystal wall without hindrance and slashed towards itself.

At this time, it was too late to launch the spell, he could only mobilize the mysterious power in his body, and quickly converged towards his right hand, and in an instant, Yang Yufan's right hand became golden like gold.

Powerful power bloomed, and Yang Yufan's right hand seemed to be able to grasp everything.

After that, Yang Yufan grabbed directly towards the True Sword.

The sword of reality, which was still illusory through the crystal wall, was transformed into an entity in an instant.

"Bang, poof!"

Immediately, Yang Yufan felt a pain in his palm, and drops of golden blood dripped from his hand.

However, Yang Yufan didn't seem to feel the pain of the injury, and his right hand instantly increased its strength again.

"The true intent of the five layers of power bless my body, break me!" Yang Yufan roared.

At this moment, Yang Yufan's strength was extremely powerful, as if he could even grasp a piece of void, and under this powerful force, even if it was a true sword that was about to turn into nothingness, it was pinched and shattered.

A green light turned in Yang Yufan's right hand, and in an instant, the wound in his palm recovered as before.

"The Terran kid has a good strength, and he can smash the deity with a single blow. Mei Zun smiled coquettishly as if she didn't care, but in fact, she was a little uneasy in her heart, in her millions of years of life, she had never seen a monk from the Jindan Realm who could catch her true sword with one hand.

"Not to mention taking your blow, even ten blows and a hundred blows can be taken by this seat, what ability do you have, just let the horse come. Although Yang Yufan was extremely jealous of the true power of the Meizun, he would not lose his momentum.

"The strength is not great, and the tone is not small. Meizun snorted coldly: "Take this move, the deity will see how you block it." ”

As Mei Zun spoke, wisps of pink light emerged from her beautiful eyes, and suddenly, streams of pink mist floated out of her body, and the speed of these pink mist was extremely fast, and it was enveloped in an instant nearly a thousand meters. Yang Yufan was naturally trapped in the fog.

After the pink mist reached a kilometer, the pink mist did not spread outward, but quickly tumbled and surged, as if it was about to change into something.

Gradually, a giant palace dominated by pink appeared, on the Wuji Square.

At this time, Yang Yufan was in an ancient battlefield where three thousand races were fighting each other, although he knew that everything here was a fantasy, but he felt that the aura of the riot in the air of this ancient battlefield, the thickness of the soil under his feet, and the powerful spells attacked the earth, leaving deep traces on the earth.

All of this shows that this is the real world.

Yang Yufan used his spiritual power to collect inch by inch, the ancient battlefield, and wanted to find the flaws in this fantasy realm.

"Nope. "What kind of illusion is this, I know that he is an illusion, but I still can't break him. Most illusion attacks, as long as you know that you are in the illusion, then the illusion will be broken in an instant. However, it is clearly different here.

Suddenly, at this moment, a firstborn unicorn was wrapped in pitch-black armor, like an enlarged version of a black bear, and grabbed a paw at himself. The attack speed of the one-horned black bear was too fast, Yang Yufan didn't have any defense, and suddenly there were three more bloody wounds on his chest.

"Pain!" The pain, which was no different from the outside world, hit his whole body.

In the outside world, Yang Yufan was trapped in the middle of a pink palace, he just stood there motionless, his eyes were dim, but there was shock, confusion, disbelief, and a little fear on his face.

And not far from him stood with a relaxed face.

This is, Yang Yufan, who had always been fine, suddenly had three more bloody wounds on his chest out of thin air, but fortunately, these three wounds were healed by a green light as soon as they appeared.

"That's a strong recovery speed!" "Mei Zun frowned slightly, "But I'd like to see how long you can recover." ”

In the ancient battlefield, with the attack of the one-horned black bear, as if it had received some signal, the people of many races who were originally attacking each other suddenly launched a fierce attack on themselves.

Yang Yufan dodged these attacks while taking countermeasures. Although he has increased his speed to the extreme, he is still hit by an attack at times.

In an instant, on Yang Yufan's body in the outside world, blood marks appeared, and then, he was healed by the light of life. However, as time went by, there were more and more wounds on Yang Yufan's body, but the life force in his body was getting less and less, and he gradually couldn't keep up with the speed at which the wounds appeared.

Looking at Yang Yufan's gradually weakened body, a smile appeared on Meizun's face, and a wisp of pink energy appeared in the center of her eyebrows, shooting towards Yang Yufan's eyebrows.

Seeing that Yang Yufan was about to be hit by this wisp of pink energy, if he was hit, then all his secrets would be known by Meizun.

At this moment, a ...... suddenly flew out of Yang Yufan's body

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