The aura suddenly erupted, without any warning, making it difficult for everyone to support it, even in the final manifestation period, the whole body was shaken, and they had to retreat several miles away!

I saw that the two strong men did not move, but they were like two spiritual power volcanoes, constantly gushing out of their bodies with incomparably violent power, impacting each other!

At this moment, the power on the battlefield is no longer something that the Ultimate Manifestation Monk can resist, and it will hurt when touched!

The spiritual power around the two of them was almost materialized, and they continued to strengthen and wanted to repel each other, and they fought evenly for a while! Wan Shu's eyes suddenly flashed, releasing terrifying power, and the Master of Qing Ling had already prepared, and in an instant, his right hand swept slightly, and a spiritual power collided with the opponent's power. 『』

This is just a simple test of the enemy, silent, and the strength cannot be underestimated, both of them retreated, separated by hundreds of feet, far away from each other.

Wan Shu looked up at the sky and said to himself: "I think that I have not yet entered the Ascension Realm, but Qingling has already been a genius disciple of the Ascension Realm, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed, and I am already standing in the same realm, while you are still standing still." ”

Qing Ling was unmoved, and said coldly: "Even if you have broken through to the Ascension Realm, you have been suppressed to the final manifestation stage on this island, no different from other monks!"

Wan Shu was silent, slowly stretched out a hand, and gently clenched his fist in front of him, as if he was feeling his own strength.

"Yes, it has indeed been suppressed, and it is impossible to show the power of a higher realm. However, you will never be unaware that even if you can only use the cultivation under the Manifestation Realm in this 'Heaven and Earth Cage', it is impossible for you to touch it in the ordinary Final Manifestation Stage. So, my real opponent is none other than you. On this forbidden island, only you, Qingling, are qualified to be my opponent!"

Qing Ling didn't speak, and his face sank. Wan Shu was right, in the thousand years of the Forbidden Island, he had not advanced an inch of cultivation, and he still maintained the cultivation when he first stepped on the island. Unexpectedly, thousands of years later, the inconspicuous Wanshu has caught up.

"You may not be able to defeat me, and the group of disciples under your command may not be able to defeat other monks outside the island. Qing Ling said coldly: "Now that you are both equal in strength, you are not sure to win, don't be too happy!"

"Hehe!" Wan Shu sneered, pointing from afar, and a spiritual power came out of his body.

Qing Ling's expression was awe-inspiring, and he struck out with a palm, and the two forces collided in the air, and the spiritual power fluctuated and rushed around, reaching hundreds of zhang away.

Wan Shu's figure moved, and in an instant, he crossed a hundred zhang, and his right hand was grabbed under the cover of Qing Ling's head. The blow was lightning fast and unpredictable, and if it had been replaced by any other Eventual Monk, the skull would have been shattered.

But Qing Ling only moved lightly, and he had already avoided the fatal blow, and at the same time, the power surged out, enveloping half of the opponent's body.

The two powerhouses didn't make much movement, and their shots and defenses were all at the same time, but the power that emerged had already enveloped the entire Tianji Peak!

The monks in the distance stared intently at this earth-shattering battle, and with their cultivation, they could only faintly see two rays of light flickering. But he couldn't see the specific situation! The monks of the Final Manifestation Period couldn't even see the great battle clearly!

However, the spiritual power aura on the top of Tianji Peak continued to grow stronger, indicating that the battle between the two powerhouses was becoming more and more intense!

Miao Ling and Tianjun Ancestor were both injured in the previous battle, and at this moment, they had a rare opportunity to start healing. And all the thoughts of the monks outside the island were focused on the great battle of the master, and they did not pay attention to the rest of the Qingling Sect.

"With this kind of power, what are you going to fight with me!" Wan Shu said, and then his body suddenly accelerated, and his strength was far beyond before, and he grabbed Qing Ling and peeled off a piece of skin and flesh off his shoulder!

Qing Ling was shocked, retreated violently, and stared at the wounds on his body. When everyone in the Qingling Sect saw that the ancestor was also injured, they exclaimed in surprise.

"Qing Ling, is this your thousand-year-old cultivation, that's too disappointing to me, even if I defeat you, it's no fun!" Wan Shu laughed, realizing that this battle was already in his hands.

"Then why don't you make a move?" Qing Lingdao had already taken the lead and killed Wanshu.

"Hehe, hey, are you in a hurry! I'll fulfill you!" Wan Shu didn't care, and took a precaution lightly.

At this moment, Qing Ling's right palm stretched out out of thin air, and a terrifying aura immediately appeared in the void!

"Mahamudra!"

I saw a huge purple-gold handprint appear, reaching a hundred-zhang huge, and rushing towards Wanshu with amazing power! Wanshu sensed the power of this purple-gold handprint, and his face changed, but it was unavoidable!

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the big handprint exploded, turning into pieces of purple mang, and the spiritual power was raging, destroying a qiē!

Wan Shu flew out from the raging spiritual power, and the blood in his right arm flowed like a pour, and he was red!

"You've me off!

(The big war begins, ask for collection!)