Chen Weiming and Ming Dao have a strange relationship. They are friends, but they seem to be opponents invisibly. They have never guessed each other's strength, but they all believe that the other party is very strong.

The difference is that Ming Dao seems to have always been interested in fighting Chen Weiming with all his strength, while Chen Weiming has no such intention. But today is different, he must win.

But he also knew that it was not that easy to win, and he could only have a chance by exercising all his means. In the past, he had always hidden his means to avoid being afraid and thus targeting them with all his strength. But at this time it was different. He already had the strength to pass the tribulation period and no longer had to be as scared as before.

Anyone who wants to kill him now has to pay a price, so he no longer needs to hide his strength.

The talisman floats in the air, rising and falling, the long sword dances, and the sword formation is waving.

The Lingxi Sword circled around the body, densely packed, and the earth's veins surged into the sky, like a flying dragon winding.

The Wanyan Dao Wheel was hanging in the air, shining with light, and the Eight Treasure Bottle flew out, and eight kinds of powers condensed at the mouth of the bottle.

But in an instant, Chen Weiming seemed to dominate the world. His methods made countless monks shocked, and some even exclaimed: "What's this... what's going on!"

"It's amazing, can he control it?"

Using so many supernatural powers at the same time is not a matter of learning ability. How can ordinary people's minds control so many supernatural powers at the same time? And each kind of supernatural power is so terrifying.

"Fun Jing, Feng Shui Jing, Formation Jing!"

Like the Shadow, he took a breath of air. He knew some of Chen Weiming's situation better than others. Looking at Chen Weiming's methods at this moment, and thinking about some of the past, he naturally recognized the source of some of the methods.

Once upon a time, Yanyun Pavilion just wanted to try to cultivate a rising star, but now it seems that it has trained a troublesome guy. I have learned three books on the Nine Yang True Sutra and the Qinglian Sword Song. This guy... If I give him time, I might turn into a monster.

As the opponent, Ming Dao laughed: "Okay, okay, okay! I am the walker I want to fight."

The cold light in his eyes was a lifetime, and he directly killed him with a long sword in his hand. This was a person who was invading like fire. Even though he felt that the situation was a bit unexpected, he still did not want to give up the opportunity to take the initiative to attack.

"Be careful!"

Chen Weiming shouted, and many magical powers instantly emerged.

The energy surged and roared wildly into the sky, the sky was dim and the earth was dark, and there were endless roars. The mental storm, the roar of the earth's veins, the sun and the moon were dull, and the terrifying aura made Ji Baizhan and Shadowmen change their faces.

With a wave of his hand, endless true energy rushed out, protecting one side like a barrier. They were connected and tightly. The two originally hostile people actually joined forces in this way to use their true energy to resist the energy frenzy that broke out in the ring.

Feng Shui techniques, Lingxi Sword, Nine Swords, Dragons, each of which is a world-class magical power.

The talismans are flying, and the Eight Treasure Bottles are all extraordinary treasures, and there are also the Wanyan Dao Wheel to suppress the death Taoist pattern.

Chen Weiming did not hold back at all and almost attacked the Dark Sword as an enemy. He knew very well that if he wanted to defeat the other party, this would be the only way.

I thought that even if we could not defeat the opponent in one go, we would definitely gain a huge advantage. But after a moment of bombardment, we suddenly heard a terrifying loud noise, like a ferocious beast roaring in the chaotic energy.

Soon, a black knife of death was seen, mixed with the terrible death energy slashed a gap from the energy.

It was the knife he refined for him... Chen Weiming recognized it at a glance and immediately determined that his methods had caused great trouble to the other party, but it was not enough to be fatal.

I knew in my heart that this was a level nine-level spiritual weapon that was extremely suitable for the death path. Although it was not an immortal weapon, it was probably more useful than ordinary immortal weapons for the Nether Sword.

What's even more amazing is that at the moment of breaking the delusion and retention of the truth, Chen Weiming clearly saw that the death energy on the death black knife seemed to be undergoing some change.

"ah!"

With a roar, the aura of death suddenly emitted bursts of explosive energy, surging wildly, and in an instant, it turned into lightning like lightning. After the explosion, countless terrifying black dark thunders rushed out of the energy frenzy.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Thunder roared, I don’t know if it was because of the black sword of death refined by Chen Weiming for him, the Nether Sword actually used unimaginable means to turn the death energy into the more terrifying death thunder.

"boom!"

Another even more terrifying loud noise, the Nether Thunder seemed to gallop like thousands of horses, tore the blocked energy with its terrible power, and protected the Nether Sword and rushed out of Chen Weiming's many magical energy.

He actually rushed out successfully, even though Chen Weiming was shocked. He consumed a lot of money with such methods and almost gave up everything, but unexpectedly failed.

The situation of the Nether Sword was not easy at this time. The Nether Sword was wrapped around the body, his clothes were ragged, and he was broken dozens of places. In those damaged places, blood was seen gushing out from wounds in various parts of his body. When the death pattern rolled, it turned into death energy and surged into the Nether Sword.

With his own flesh and blood power to sacrifice death... Chen Weiming took a breath of air. The Eye of Destruction and Truth could see the situation of the Ming Dao clearly at this moment, and it was precisely because of this that it was even more surprising.

Death is a force corresponding to life. The two are opposite, but they are also complementary. If there is no life, how can death come about? Blood is the thing that best represents life. All creatures without blood belong to the world of death.

At this moment, the Ming Dao used a strange way to transform his own blood into the power of death with the help of the death pattern, causing his strength to improve by leaps and bounds.

This is a lunatic. He just tried his best, but he tried his best without saying anything.

Chen Weiming didn't want to fight the Nether Dao really, but at this moment it was difficult to get on the verge of a tiger and had to fight.

"ah!"

The Nether Knife roared, and the Death Black Knife slowly lifted up, and the true energy surged out, entangled with the death path pattern, like a black dragon. The Nether thunder caused a sensation and flew around, and the energy of heaven and earth surged from all directions like a tide, making the power of death on the Nether Knife's body even more terrifying.

From a distance, it looks like a legendary demon god, looking down at all directions.

The Great Nether Knife is condensed, and the black Nether Thunder is entangled, like the Xingtian Divine Soldier.

"ah!"

Chen Weiming also shouted loudly, and his breath increased rapidly. Since Ming Dao insisted on doing this, he couldn't care too much. For a moment, he slowly activated the Emperor's amazing skills.

The energy of the earth veins gushed out and slowly merged into the Nine Swords Dragon.

A cold light flashed, and the two of them came out at the same time.

The Great Nether Sword and the Nine Swords Dragon bombarded each other hard.
Chapter completed!