As if the sky had fallen, the shadow of the sea slammed into the net of fire with the power of destroying everything, causing the fire to be extinguished and dispersed again into green smoke.

Wu Tian's face suddenly turned pale, his figure was blurred, he had not yet condensed his physical body, but he used the power of the Yuan Shen to fight Tang Yu, this blow was extremely heavy, making his Yuan Shen have signs of collapse.

It's not that his supernatural powers are too weak, but that his cultivation is insufficient, otherwise this fire can almost boil the sea.

Tang Yu's eyes revealed murderous intent, and his hands pressed down fiercely again, and suddenly, a force that was even more powerful than before directly pressed on Wu Tian's body, making his Yuan Shen body tremble continuously, almost transparent in the blur.

Wu Tian is the body of the Yuan God, and there is no blood to vomit, but this kind of injury is even more serious, and if there is another blow, Wu Tian will definitely die.

Wu Tian's soul blood was in Han Shi's hands, so he couldn't even self-detonate, so he could only watch how his soul flew away.

Tang Yu pressed his hands again, and this time, the phantom of the sea fell blatantly above Wu Tian with a tendency to smash the earth to pieces.

This momentum seemed to be slow, but it was actually extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, it came to the top of Wu Tian's head.

Wu Tian's face was pale and calm, quietly watching the phantom shadow of the sea fall, no one saw a trace of regret in the deepest part of that calm, he would never have a chance to see the day when the Five Elements Sect rose.

From now on, dust to dust, dust to dust!

Suddenly, a green shadow appeared next to Wu Tian in an instant, with a big sleeve rolled, and disappeared in place with Wu Tian, and the phantom of the sea that should have fallen on Wu Tian's body slammed into the ground, causing a huge fall of nearly more than 100 zhang deep suddenly appeared on the ground.

Han Shi's figure appeared more than a thousand zhang away, and as soon as he appeared, he spurted blood, he rescued Wu Tian, but he was touched by the phantom shadow of the sea, and the injuries were aggravated, which suddenly made his eyes darken.

Wu Tian was stunned, he had already had the will to die, and he didn't expect that Han Shi would desperately save him.

Taking a deep breath, Han Shi wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and slowly stood up, without looking back and said, "I said, when I step into the spirit, I will return your soul blood." ”

"If you die, won't you be untrustworthy?"

There was a strange change in Wu Tian's miserable face, that was gratitude, and it was also a recognition from the bottom of his heart, from this moment on, no matter what happened in the future, Han Shi would be the young master of his Wu Tian's life.

This matter has nothing to do with soul blood.

Under Wu Tian's agitated mood, the body of the Yuan Shen suddenly flickered, he was originally extremely injured, and at this moment there was already a sense of running out of oil and running out, Han Shi was a little on his body, Wu Tian suddenly turned into a streamer and did not enter Han Shi's eyebrows, Wu Tian completely fell into a coma, and his Yuan Shen was sent by Han Shi to the inside of the Six Stones to recuperate, and he didn't know how long it would take to wake up.

Tang Yu was born, so that the general trend that originally fell to Xuanyang Gate suddenly tilted sharply, and once again fell to the royal family, no one would have thought that Tang Yu had already changed into an infant, this is a cultivation that can destroy the five major sects with the power of only one person.

Now, there is only one person standing in front of Tang Yu, and this person is named Han Shi.

At this moment, except for the royal monks, the rest of the people were all pale in their expressions, and if Han Shi was defeated, no one in the Xuanyang Gate would have the power to resist.

Zhou Yi clenched his hands tightly, and the force was so great that he almost crushed the finger bones, but his feet did not move an inch, he knew the depth, if he made a move at this time, he could only drag Han Shi down, making the already small hope even more slim.

It's just that how could he endure watching his disciple die alone with the infant cultivator.

The outcome of this battle decided the fate of the royal family and Xuanyangmen.

Tang Yu raised his head, as his gaze fell on the virtual shadow of the sea that replaced the sky, a vast momentum rose behind him, making the virtual shadow of the sea gradually become solidified, and from a distance, it seemed that he was at the bottom of the sea, and what he saw when he looked up was not the sky, but the boundless sea.

"The artistic conception of the old man is the sea!"

When Tang Yu opened his mouth, the entire sky suddenly darkened, and even the light of the sun and moon seemed to be obscured by the endless sea, making it difficult to shine into this palace.

The moment Tang Yu spoke, Nie Dong's pupils shrank imperceptibly, he must be an extraordinary person who can take the sea as his artistic conception, this Tang Yu, even in the Northern Xuanzong will be greatly valued, a person with this artistic conception can be described as an invincible existence in the same realm, and even a monk of a higher level wants to defeat this person, it is extremely tricky.

For example, this Tang Yu, once his cultivation enters the middle and late stages of the infant transformation, even if the Hinayana monk fights with him, he must fight with the spirit of twelve points, otherwise he is very likely to lose in the hands of this person.

The artistic conception of the sea is extremely difficult to form, but once it is formed, it is difficult to find an opponent.

Han Shi's previous extraordinary, in front of the artistic conception of Tang Yuhai have all turned into the past, in this angry sea across the world, Han Shi is like a lonely boat, I don't know which moment is the moment of sinking.

Suddenly, a dazzling light soared into the sky in this gloomy palace, it was the giant sword transformed by the artistic conception of the Junzhou Sword, and the unyielding battle intent erupted after feeling the strong pressure of the artistic conception of the sea.

The giant sword appeared in front of Han Shi and was grasped in his hand, pointing to the sky, at the same time, the phantom of the black, white and gray three-color square stone behind Han Shi appeared out of thin air, and at the moment when the three-color stone appeared, an indescribable artistic conception suddenly spread around with Han Shi as the center, and everyone everywhere he passed changed color.

Some people, just a breath, seem to have experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter, and they haven't had time to taste it, but they don't seem to feel anything.

Some people see life and death, white as life, black as death, and the gray is the reincarnation between life and death.

There are also some people who see yin and yang, and form a Taiji yin and yang fish connecting heaven and earth under the rotation, and the gray fish eyes reveal two cold eyes that are extremely indifferent like the eyes of the heavens.

But in the eyes of more people, the black sinks to the ground, the white flies into the sky, and the gray stays between the heavens and the earth and becomes the ------ of the human world where all beings are.

Except for Tang Yu, no matter who it is, after the appearance of the three-color stone phantom, his mood fluctuates, and he can't help but be shocked, and this artistic conception will be different in the eyes of different people.

Qingmei was a little dazed, there was confusion in her eyes, the deep black in her eyes was separation, and the crystal white was reunion. And between black and white, the gray that seems to be entangled from black and white is waiting.

Between separation and reunion, there is no end to waiting!

She has been waiting for a hundred years, is it a reunion today, or another separation?

Nie Dong and Tang Feng's complexions changed greatly, and they retreated again and again, after the two of them saw the three-color stone, their own artistic conception was uncontrollably released by themselves, which was obviously assimilated by a higher level of artistic conception, if it weren't for the fact that Han Shi had not yet stepped into the spiritual realm, and the strength of the artistic conception was insufficient, the power of this artistic conception assimilation alone would be enough to make the artistic conception of the two collapse, and the cultivation would fall back to Yuanying.

The artistic conception of Tang Feng's clouds is divided into two parts, its far is to go, and its near is to stay.

Nie Dong's artistic conception of wine is forcibly divided into two parts, the inside is awake, and the outside is drunk.

Nie Tang and the others looked at Han Shi with a strong sense of jealousy in their eyes, and they were even more full of homicidal intentions for Han Shi, but at this moment, the two of them couldn't care about everything, and immediately sat cross-legged, urging the power of artistic conception, and resisting the unknown artistic conception emitted by the three-color stone with all their might.

Tang Yu's eyes were calm, but the sea that covered the entire sky was setting off monstrous waves, and a cold killing machine that could almost freeze everything fell directly on Han Shi in his calm gaze.

Han Shi's artistic conception, even Tang Yu can't see through it, and he can't even think of it, Han Shi is just a Yuan Infant cultivator, but he has already formed an artistic conception.

Cultivation is a journey against the heavens, and every step is full of hardships and dangers, and many things are almost impossible to have exceptions, such as forming artistic conceptions.

The so-called agility refers to the formation of artistic conception, which is the goal pursued by the Yuanying monk, Tang Yu has never heard of it, and some people can step into the agility before forming the artistic conception.

The reverse is also true, the spirit refers to the initial movement of the spirit.

The first move is the meaning of birth.

Spirits, artistic conception also!

No matter what changes there are in the meantime, Tang Yu knows very well in his heart that today, no matter what, he will take Han Shi's life, once this person escapes, and if he grows up, even if he has an extremely rare artistic conception of the sea, he will die in the hands of this person.

Tang Yu expected it to be true, even now, if Shi Qin in Han Shi's hand still had the power to play at this moment, in today's battle, he Tang Yu would be defeated in Han Shi's hands in disbelief.

"Kurong!"

Han Shi said softly, his artistic conception of withering glory merged with the artistic conception of Jun Zhou's sword at this moment, and the giant sword that was originally more than twenty zhang rose against the wind, and suddenly turned into a thousand-zhang giant sword, and the cold light flickered.

Han Shi looked up at the monstrous waves that were rushing straight towards him, and waved his right hand down fiercely.

A huge sword light three thousand zhang long met the monstrous waves with the momentum of cutting everything.

And after this sword mang, it is a series of six sword rays that are not inferior to the sword shadow came first, catching up with the first sword ray, under the unity of the seven swords, the size of the sword mang's sword mangs is constantly increasing, forming a huge sword ray with seven thousand zhang, which is full of brilliance, and it is a pillar of light that penetrates the phantom of the sea to form a pillar of light that reaches the sky.