I'll go back to sleep, goodbye. ”

Su Zhe's answer made Su Wuming's black grimace turn cyan all of a sudden, and then black again. "You don't want to learn, I guarantee that you can reach the saint level or above, what a great exercise this is. ”

"Resolutely don't be fat, and I know that the equivalent exchange, if there is such a good effect, I'm afraid I will have to pay a lot of things!"

"That's right, you will know what you have paid slowly, but you have neglected one point, can you beat me, or do you still want to get back to your original body?"

......

"You teach, I'll just learn, my mother's, I've poured eight lifetimes of mold!"

So, under Su Wuming's coercion and temptation, Su Zhe began to learn Su Wuming's fat man's magic skills.

If someone wants to interview Su Zhe about learning this set of divine skills, he will tell you that as long as you continue to eat when you are full, continue to eat after eating and vomiting, and continue to eat until your stomach is distended, you will soon have a personal experience.

It's been three years in a flash, Su Zhe's experience is over, and his fat man's magic skills are still in the first part, and Su Zhe is also honored to become a rare big fat man in the world.

"Boy, you're leaving. ”

"Yes. ”

"Your talent is very high, and your energy accumulation has not yet reached the end of this point, but at this stage, you'd better not do anything with others, you will have to spend more time cultivating back when you use the energy you have accumulated, you know?"

"Got it. ”

"Huh, ancestor, really, I hate you very much, but, hey, it seems that you are not easy, forget it, I'm leaving, if I can beat you in the future, I will definitely come back to you, you have to take care of yourself, pay attention to your health!ah, slip of the tongue, ghosts don't need health, hehe, okay, go, GOODBYE"

"What is Bone Worship, forget it, it doesn't matter, that kid keeps saying things I don't understand. Hehe, he's gone, I'm also up to the time, it's time to come, I hope he's doing well. ”

After seeing Su Zhe disappear from view, Su Wuming turned around lonely and floated towards the valley, only a sigh of nothingness, slowly dissolving into the emerald green sky.

"He's gone. An unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in the valley, and another thick black mist appeared silently above the ruins of Su Village.

Su Wuming was not surprised, it seemed that the appearance of the black fog was as natural as the rising sun. He slowly drifted over, stopping in front of the black mist, and then, a mass of humanoid black gas and a shapeless black fog confronted each other silently.

After a while, Su Wuming said lonely: "Yes, he is gone, and it is time for me to fulfill my promise, after waiting for a hundred years, it is also time to break it." Wait, I'll get started. ”

The black gas that wrapped Su Wuming began to boil slowly, and then began to rotate continuously, forming a whirlpool, and suddenly, all the black gas suddenly disappeared in place, and in an instant, where Su Wuming disappeared, there was a person standing.

Sword eyebrows, starry eyes, long hair, fluttering white robes, like snow gold swords, on the back, a handsome and elegant white-clothed swordsman. If Su Zhe was here, he would definitely shout that God was unfair, why didn't his ancestor's handsomeness over Pan An be passed on to him.

"In order to take this step, I deliberately induced the thunder to exercise the body, and then in order to feel the true meaning of the soul, I took the initiative to fade the body, and stored the body in the space I opened up. ”

Black Mist did not suspect that Su Wuming had changed back into a human being, but muttered to himself in his heart, breaking everything.

With a sound of "Qiang", Su Wuming pulled out the golden sword behind his back, pointed at the black fog opposite and said loudly:

"Words follow the wind, in the three hundred years since we broke through the Xuan level, we have been fighting each other, and then we have been fighting for a hundred years, and now the accumulation of a hundred years has reached its peak, so let's have a good fight, this battle is a battle beyond the Xuan level, and it will also be our last battle!"

After saying that, Su Wuming just held the sword flat, inhaled, closed his eyes, and the strength of his whole body began to fade, slowly, time became slower and slower, and finally it seemed to stop.

No, it's not as if, in the eyes of Yan Suifeng, time on Su Wuming's body is indeed stagnant, and he understands that the power that surpasses the Xuan level is the use of time.

When all the power in Su Wuming's body disappeared, the sound of "tick, tick, tick" slowly sounded beside Su Wuming, where there seemed to be countless clocks.

When all the hands of the clock pointed to zero, the eternal chime of "dong" rang slowly, and the space where time had once stood still suddenly accelerated as the bell rang, and then, back to normal, the chime also dissipated.

Su Wuming slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the sword in his hand.

In the Emerald Valley, he fell silent again, for a long time, maybe it was the impatience of Yan Suifeng and so on, or maybe he felt that Su Wuming was completely familiar with the new power, and he finally spoke.

Generally speaking, if a fog can speak, it will always feel that the sound is a harsh or gloomy and indifferent sound, but the sound of this black fog exudes an indescribable rhythm, high and low, and people can't help but feel happy and sad when they listen to it. "How are you?"

"Yes, come on!"

"Good. The black mist slowly gathered, outlining a black human figure.

Although I can't see the appearance of the black human figure, the figure is absolutely seductive, with a perfect chest line and abdomen-to-hip ratio, strong muscles but soft lines, which can definitely easily hook the minds of all ladies and comrades.

In the eyes of the master, what this figure represents is a talent that makes people feel that God is extremely unfair, this kind of innate perfection is a hundred times more powerful than what Su Zhe cultivated.

The owner of this body follows the wind, has lived lazily and lazily for decades, and has inexplicably become a Xuan-level master, and then one day Jing Ji thought about a whim, and actually played the game of national war, established the Suifeng Empire, and founded the Suifeng Academy, and for a time became the object of worship of the world's warriors.

But it didn't take long for Yan Suifeng to seem to be tired of the red dust, and suddenly became incognito, and even the world thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, this guy didn't know what exercises he had practiced in hiding, surpassed the Xuan level, and became such a mist.

At this end of the memory, Su Wuming's words met with the eyes of the two masters of the wind, like lightning colliding, exploding countless sparks, even heaven and earth were moved by this upcoming confrontation, black clouds instantly covered the sky above the ruins of Su Village, and purple and blue lightning roared among the black clouds.

As a thunderbolt fell, Su Wuming and Yan moved with the wind, and the white jade-like fist and the black mist fist collided fiercely, exploding with a loud bang, covering the sound of thunder.

A duel beyond the Xuan level has erupted!

Those who are fortunate enough to watch the Xuan-level battle know that as long as you stand far enough and your eyes are good enough, it is definitely a visual feast, and many of these battle clips are recorded as continuous imaging projections of the elements, according to Su Zhe's words, it is a movie.

These films have endured for a long time and have become a strong guarantee at the box office.

But the duel between these two super-Xuan-level powerhouses, except for the one that just started fighting, the rest is not good at all.

It's like watching a set of action movies, but finding that the whole film is in slow motion, then the audience will definitely scold the cheating dad and ask for a refund. And now, the duel between Su and Yan is playing slow motion, and what is even more uncomfortable is that you know that it is not slow motion.

Beyond the Xuan-level masters, their power is completely restrained, and they can slow down the passage of time, so the result is naturally slow motion without light and shadow effects.

What's even more depressing is that time slows down but thinking doesn't slow down, both of them see each other's tricks clearly and clearly, and there is no pressure to hide.

So, the two masters just played for N hours without scratching a bit, and finally decided that they couldn't continue like this, otherwise it would be possible to fight until they were old.

The two of them looked at each other, and at the same time conveyed their thoughts, let's fight hard!

The next moment, the two separated.

Gas.

One with a sword, the other with a fist.

Boom!

There was no collision of any visual effects, the fists and blades seemed to collide lightly and heavily, there was no sound effect and no light and shadow, but the sky changed, and the time and space also changed.

At the intersection of fists and swords, powerful energy rolled, and the clouds in the sky, the soil on the ground, and the surrounding mountains were like being slowly pulled to a point by an invisible big hand.

Everything is frantically sucked in, stirred into, broken down into the most basic particles and elements, and then the elements are further annihilated into nothing, but the particles spin and collide like a whirlpool, one against one, a thousand against a thousand, a billion against a billion, and then there will be, an earth-shattering explosion.

Heaven and earth are roaring, everything is roaring, time and space are roaring, the point where the two masters clash on the ruins of Su Village has a sign of extinction, and the two initiators are powerless in the face of this extremely terrifying situation, they can only tremble from the bottom of their hearts and welcome the coming of destruction.