As if the sky was falling, the shadow of the sea, with the power of destroying everything, slammed into the fire net, causing the fire that burned the sky to be extinguished at once, turned into a cloud of green smoke again, and scattered in all directions.

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

It's not that his supernatural powers are inadequate, but that his cultivation is insufficient, otherwise, this fire should be able to cook the sea.

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

Wu Tian is the body of the primordial god, and there is no blood to vomit, but this kind of injury is even more serious, 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 was scattered.

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

This momentum seems to be slow, but it is 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, revealing calm, quietly watching the phantom shadow of the sea fall, no one could see that in the deepest part of that calm gaze, there was a trace of regret, he went here, and he never had the opportunity to see the day when the Five Elements Sect rose.

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

Suddenly, a green shadow, in an instant that could not be seen, appeared next to Wu Tian, with a roll of big sleeves, with Wu Tian, disappeared in place, and the phantom of the sea that should have fallen on Wu Tian 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, as soon as he appeared, he spurted blood, although he rescued Wu Tian, but was touched by the phantom of the sea, and the injury was added, which suddenly made his eyes darken.

Wu Tian was stunned, he had already had the will to die, but he couldn't imagine that Han Shi would desperately save him.

Taking a deep breath, Han Shi wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, slowly stood up, did not look back, and said, "I said that after I step into the Spirit Realm, I will return your soul blood and set you free." ”

"If I let you die, will I not be untrustworthy?"

Wu Tian's pale face has a strange change, it is a deep gratitude, but also a kind of recognition from the bottom of his heart, from this moment on, no matter what happens in the future, Han Shi will be the young master of his Wu Tian for the rest of his 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 he already had the intention of running out of oil and running out, Han Shi was on his body a little, Wu Tian suddenly turned into a streamer, and it did not enter Han Shi's eyebrows.

Wu Tian had already fallen into a coma, and his Yuan Shen was sent by Han Shi to the inside of the Liumangshi to recuperate, and he didn't know how long it would take to wake up.

Tang Yu's birth made the general trend that originally fell to Xuanyangmen suddenly tilted sharply and fell to the royal family again.

No one could have imagined that Tang Yu would actually step into the infant transformation, which is a cultivation that can wipe out the five major sects with the power of just 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 are all pale in their expressions, if Han Shi is defeated, there will be no one up and down the Xuanyang Gate, and they will have the power to resist.

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

It's just that how could he endure it, looking at his disciple, alone, and the infant monk, fighting for life and death.

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 condensed.

"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.

At the moment when Tang Yu opened his mouth, Nie Dong's pupils shrank imperceptibly, the person who can take the sea as his artistic conception must be an extremely extraordinary person, this Tang Yu, even in Northern Xuanzong, will be extremely valued.

A person with this kind of 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, which is extremely tricky.

For example, this Tang Yu, once his cultivation enters the middle and late stages of the infant transformation, even if he is a Hinayana monk, he must fight with him, and he must have a 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 Tang Yu's artistic conception of the sea, have all turned into the past.

In this angry sea that traverses heaven and earth, Han Shi's figure is like a lonely boat, and 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 after feeling the strong pressure of the artistic conception of the sea, it broke out with unyielding battle intent.

The giant sword appeared in front of Han Shi and was grasped by him in his hand and pointed to the sky, at the same time, the black, white and gray three-color square stone phantom behind Han Shi appeared out of thin air, and the moment 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, but a breath seems to have gone through spring, summer, autumn and winter, and after a breath, it seems that they don't feel anything.

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

There are also some people who see yin and yang, and under the rotation to form a Taiji yin and yang fish that connects heaven and earth, 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 and turns into the earth, the white flies up and turns into the sky, and the gray stays in the heaven and the earth, becoming the ------ world where all beings are.

Except for Tang Yu, no matter who it is, after the appearance of the three-color stone phantom, their mood fluctuated, and they couldn't help but be shocked, this artistic conception, in the eyes of different people, will be different with the different thoughts of each person.

Qingmei with a trace of dazedness, there is confusion in her eyes, in her eyes the deep black is separation, the crystal white is gathering, 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 complexion 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, which was typical, and was the result of a higher level of artistic conception assimilation, if it weren't for the fact that Han Shi had not yet stepped into the smart realm, the strength of the artistic conception was insufficient, and the power of this artistic conception assimilation alone was enough to make the two of them collapse their artistic conception and cultivate to 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, and they were full of homicidal intentions for Han Shi, but at this moment, the two of them couldn't take care of everything, and immediately sat cross-legged, urging the power of artistic conception, and resisting the unknown artistic conception emanating from the three-color stone with all their might.

Tang Yu's eyes were calm, but in the sea that covered the entire sky, there were 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 to go against the sky, and every step is full of hardships and dangers, and there are almost no exceptions to many things, such as the formation of 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 spiritual realm before they are formed.

Conversely, it is the same, the spirit refers to the first 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, over time, when Han Shi 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 good, even now, if at this moment, Han Shi still has the power to play the stone qin in his hand, in today's battle, he Tang Yu will be defeated in the hands of Han Shi in disbelief.

"Kurong!"

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

Han Shi raised his head, looked at the monstrous waves that were rushing straight towards him, and waved fiercely.

A huge sword light three thousand zhang long, with the momentum of cutting everything, met the huge waves one after another.

And after this sword mang, there are six sword rays that are not inferior to the phantom, the last one came first, caught up with the first sword ray, under the unity of the seven swords, the size of the sword mangs continued to skyrocket, forming a huge sword ray with seven thousand zhang, which was full of brilliance, and it was the phantom that penetrated the sea, forming a pillar of light that reached the sky.