There were no mana fluctuations, no aftermath of the battle, just two huge phantoms streaked through the air, colliding together. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Flickering light and dark, light and shadow change.

From time to time, a colorful glow lit up on the feather fan, piercing the shadow of the finch in the dark shadows, dyeing it gray and solidifying.

From time to time, a dark green glow shone in the darkness, and after a burst of light and extinction, there was a brilliance that exploded on the feather fan, splashing out bits and pieces, turning into a hundred thousand miles of lake light in the void, slowly flowing.

Sometimes it is a chaotic gray and white intertwined stain, which is the power of the two sides glued and confused together, and between the collisions, it is a small world that is split in it, and then destroyed in an instant, and then reopened, slowly growing under the power of both sides, from thousands of miles of sand, to thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and then to hundreds of millions of miles of stars, absorbing the power of both sides and thriving.

Once again, the world was born and destroyed, and the power of the time of destruction rose all the way, and it actually broke through the nothingness, and led to the endless brilliance in the depths of the nothingness, and then it was erased in an instant.

Light and shadow are intertwined, everything is blurry and disillusioned, but the finch ink is finally in a worse state, and it is knocked down, and then one of them is covered, from the uncertain mysterious posture is knocked down, and the flesh and blood are back.

The feather fan crossed the air, penetrated the shadow of the bird, and stirred it violently, blood splashed everywhere, and the feathers flew all over the sky.

Yuwen feather fan covered his face, coughed lightly, and said, "Do you want to use that fairy feather?"

Que Mo worked hard, and finally escaped from this blow, but he worked hard, and the posture of the part that he adjusted back with the coordinated operation of his spirit and spirit was broken by Yuwen with a fierce blow again, and at this time, it was difficult for him to recover the body of the fourth order, so he could only drag the bloody remnants and fight hard.

The first-order refining is to sublimate step by step from the flesh and blood of the mortal time.

Refining is to refine all the essence and all the functions in one's body, and reshape them into one essence, one essence light, and one essence, which encompasses all and gathers all the functions of the body.

Tailor-made by yourself, based on this, covering and resetting the body, and completing the promotion of the essence of life, this is the body that is refined and perfected.

Now, Que Mo was beaten twice by Yuwen and vomited blood. This was a brutal break of the essence of Que Mo, shattering the structure of his essence and sending it back to the state before refining.

Even if Que Mo can be easily reshaped back, but that is also the case on weekdays, at this juncture, in front of opponents of the same level, in front of opponents who beat you like this, reshape your own spirit, this kind of distinct flaw, do you want to be pressed back by someone!

In the darkness on the side, the finch ink floated in it, unshakable, gasping for breath, swallowing vitality, and absorbing the essence it needed from the void.

A breath erupted, like a great river surging, rubbing against the walls of the void, making a rumbling thunder, and then being incorporated by it, like the water pouring in, returning to the North Underworld, without a sound.

It is just the action of swallowing vitality, but it also sweeps the general trend of heaven and earth, like a toad, drum by drum, orderly, as long as it touches, it can be bombarded by the trend.

A light cough came, and the words were like swords, slamming on this aura, and it was immediately alarmed. Following the induction of the qi machine, Que Mo stroked his hand, and a large area of void disappeared.

Que Mo spat out a mouthful of blood again, it was the words imprinted in the aura, transmitted in the sense of hearing, and hit all kinds of senses including the five senses along the way, transforming various forms along the way, breaking through all kinds of levels, and tearing open the defense line of the mind.

Words are like swords, hitting the heart.

"No, you don't. ”

Que Mo's heart froze, and his strong will instantly swept through his inside and out, obliterating all foreign objects, he was lifting his spirit, gathering his spirit, and reproducing his peak combat power.

Que Mo knew very well that this time, he was in a catastrophe.

Since it has been discovered a long time ago, in this enemy's base camp, no matter what means are used, it is inevitable to escape death. He and Yuwen were on equal footing, but unfortunately the opportunity had been lost, and he was beaten ruthlessly first, and the start was poor, and the opponent did not relax at all, so he couldn't get it back.

As for using the power of Immortal Feathers, it is really early death and early superbirth!

Do you really think that there are no immortals watching this place in the dark? Otherwise, with the power of immortal feathers covering it, how could a fourth-order person find his traces and succeed in a sneak attack!

If I harness the power of the immortal feather, Yuwen will definitely have an immortal weapon jumping out of his body. If the master takes advantage of this, then the immortals of the human race will definitely take over, and they will definitely not be able to escape.

"Fight to the death?"

Feeling the spirit evaporating from Que Mo's body and feeling his will, Yuwen chuckled lightly, didn't step forward to interrupt, and said to himself: "Then let me see how much progress you have made over the past few hundred years." ”

Que Mo was indifferent, and endless black light overflowed from between the feathers, distorting the void, shattering the spatial barrier, and appearing thousands of miles in the sky outside the capital. A large dark cloud filled it, and a deeper, darker black light danced in it.

In the capital, everyone is looking up at the sky.

Some hurriedly lowered their heads and hurried away, ready to find a place to shelter from the rain, some sighed and said straightly, "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, endless disputes", and some people looked at it with a bright eyes.

Between heaven and earth, the height of each layer of thousands of miles, there are completely different vitality, and there are many differences between the layers.

Some of the layers are formed by the convergence of Gangfeng, some are mixed with the essence of the stars, and some are broken through the qi of the earth....... Among them, the level occupied by the mixing and intersection of the star essence qi occupies the vast majority, after all, the ancient starry sky above the heavenly realm has 12,960 billion stars.

The decisive battle against the Gangfeng layer above thousands of miles, some powerful second-order cultivators can barely do it, and this is the main battlefield for third-order cultivators to clash with each other.

After all, the second-order qi refining is comparable to a natural disaster, and the battle of the third-order refining gods, between the gestures, the space collapses and reorganizes, and hundreds of millions of small worlds bombard. Fighting on the earth, for low-level cultivators, is tantamount to ordinary people seeing a thousand-mile tornado, a tsunami of thousands of feet, a flying disaster, and the heavens and the earth collapse.

Dark clouds eroded the space, squeezed out of the deep void, occupied the territory of thousands of miles on the spot, and then slowly shrunk.

Every time you condense a point, its power is doubled, and this second layer of Gangfeng, with this as the source, all collapses, calm and calm, radiating hundreds of millions of miles all the way, more and more wide.

A big bird is in the sky, sparkling on its wings, and an endless number of small worlds are opened up, and they are born and destroyed thousands of times in an instant, but the processes and processes of these worlds are all connected by a transparent river, all accommodated.

A bird leaps out of the big river, and the big bird blooms with sparkling water, shining brightly, reflecting a new long river, and then a big bird jumps out. The form is getting smaller and smaller, but the shadow that envelops and suppresses the surrounding territory is getting bigger and bigger. Repeatedly, the power flowed and climbed between them, bombarding towards a small black dot high in front of them.

Yuwen stood in the handover zone of the upper layer of the Gangfeng layer, shaking the feather fan gently, but his body was extremely solid.

The handover of the two layers of clouds and the sky is naturally turbulent, and all kinds of vitality and various forces are mixed and torn here, standing here, which is equivalent to facing the attack of two clouds at the same time.

Yuwen's body did not move, ignoring any wind that was annihilated invisibly three inches outside his body, looking at the fluttering Bird Mo, he just said, "Slow." ”

The two of them broke away from the void at the same time and appeared on the surface of the continent. Yuwen just switched to an all-out posture in an instant, but Que Mo still had to show such a form outside, which was to push his combat power to this level.

In this process, if Yuwen shoots with all his strength, he can interrupt his charging power in an instant and bombard him thousands of times.

"After all, it still hasn't completely returned to its heyday, and it still needs to go through such adjustments before it can really exert its full strength. Yuwen didn't speak, and he naturally knew it in his heart.

Yuwen struck twice in succession, penetrating him with his great magical powers, shattering his state and knocking him down. This kind of damage can't be erased simply by that. Otherwise, wouldn't he have done useless work!

You must know that the fourth-order refining void can be resurrected from the artifacts that have placed "life" in you. And those ordinary small injuries, you don't need to care about them at all, you just need to wash them away by washing the "human growth river", just like washing away dust.

If you want to injure a fourth-order person, how can you be injured if you don't attack his "Human Growth River"!

As long as his "Human Growth River" is not damaged, and the fourth-order refining is void, he is always at the peak of his life, and he only needs to run the "Human Growth River" and reveal his local posture.

The fourth order has no decline.

Fourth-order battles don't need to be gaining momentum. If you can't make a move with all your might, then you must have been hit hard, and the "human growth river" has been damaged, so it is slowly swallowed and chaotic.

The body condensed into normal, gathered all his strength, and fused into a blow, and the finch ink turned into a palm-sized sparrow and pecked it fiercely.

A ray of light shone and changed in front of its beak, and a wisp of transcendent temperament was faintly revealed.

He was actually studying the Immortal Dao!

It's just that he has just stepped into the fourth order, and he is so courageous, courageous, and leisurely.

Yuwen didn't blink his eyes, and the feather fan pointed forward, facing the light, and attacked it.

"The river of human growth" gathers at one point, condenses on this feather fan, and is indomitable and fearless.

I don't know what to say!

If you haven't fully understood all the mysteries of the Fourth Order, you dare to be so greedy and waste your time. The true subtlety of the Immortal Dao is that you, a person who has not even refined the true self, can truly enlighten it!

The light struck, and the two layers of clouds trembled violently, and endless light burst out here, like ten days rising together, dyeing the sky pale in an instant.

The fairy light trembled, and then dispersed, and a small bird fell from it, turning into a human form, dotted with stars, as if it was about to be scattered, and it was gone.

A fairy feather fluttered on it, enveloping it.

Yuwen stepped out of the light, his face was pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, killing the finch ink under all his strength, naturally there was a slight price.

A jade bracelet flew out of Yuwen's sleeve and fell towards the fairy feather.