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In fact, the Hell Dao and the Netherland were not really separated back then, so they were able to retain a ray of life with a few immortals and the spiritual root of the heaven and earth in the era of the end of the law.

The former Three Realms and Six Paths actually split into eight great worlds.

Three Jiang Li have been there, and they are already in their hands.

There are five others that he still doesn't know exactly what they look like.

Knowing that now, relying on the three-color ninth-grade merit lotus on the top of his head, Jiang Li finally heard the voices from those five worlds.

Obviously, they haven't reintegrated, and there are even hostile relations between several worlds, and they will attack each other whenever they have the opportunity.

But even in this case, as soon as the phantom in front of him appeared, he was immediately attracted, and the three realms, six realms, and eight great worlds were all angry.

It can be seen that the Great Desolate Heaven Dao hated these saints to what extent.

Jiang Li had reason to suspect that the Three Realms and Six Paths were still unwilling to reintegrate.

It is very likely that it is because these eight great worlds have noticed that the sage of Yuanshi Tianzun has not completely died.

Once the prehistoric world is re-synthesized, the sage will surely make a comeback, and the burning of jade and stone on the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth will be meaningless.

So only by killing all the saints can the eight worlds be reunited.

And the effects of the thunder, the earth, the fire and the yin wind on Yuanshi Tianzun are extremely limited.

The eight wills of heaven and earth, under the situation of being helpless against this guy, actually issued an order directly to Jiang Li through the golden lotus of merit, or conveyed the will of the request.

At this moment, Jiang Li is the will of the heavens and the earth, the sharp blade of punishment used to kill the phantom of the saint!

"I'm a thief with the sky, right?"

Jiang Li reluctantly shook his head and smiled bitterly, but the expression on his face soon returned to solemnity.

How could this enemy who couldn't be completely wiped out even by Honghuangtiandi's self-destruction with one hand could be a good character to deal with?

Jiang Li took a deep breath, held up the figure of the Emperor's halberd, and disappeared in place.

He surrounded the phantom in front of him, the figure flickered back and forth irregularly, and a strong killing intent enveloped the other party.

The emperor's halberd in his hand is ready to go, and the dangerous sharpness points to the phantom of the saint.

At any time, the blade must be sent into the body of the master of Yuxu Palace.

This feeling of being enveloped in a deadly crisis is enough to terrify any creature until the heart stops and the soul collapses.

That feeling will not be weakened even if he digs out his eyes and pierces his ears.

Even the strong can overcome that instinct rooted in the depths of the soul.

At the very least, it will tighten its body to deal with the attack that may come at any time.

There should be no way to disguise that instinct.

But the phantom in front of him still maintained the solemn appearance of the treasured image. Suspended in hell, motionless.

Jiang Li tried several times and found that the other party was indeed in a state of slumber where he lost himself.

Before the Three Realms and Six Paths returned to their positions, I would never be able to wake up!

Such a sleeping enemy, logically speaking, should be safe.

But as a drop of cold sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead, Jiang Li realized that, at some point, a dense layer of cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

It turned out that the test just now, not only did not scare the other party.

On the contrary, Jiang Li himself was shocked by the motionless guy.

Be cowardly before you fight!

The contemporary emperor couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems that his character still needs to be tempered.

However, this is actually unreasonable.

After all, it is a saint, even if it is a former saint, how many people in the world dare to show their edge?

After doing psychological construction for a while, I repeatedly emphasized to myself that Lao Tzu is a man with an immortal body and an inexhaustible soul!

No matter how powerful the opponent is, even if they can't beat them, they shouldn't die.

After repeatedly confirming this point, Jiang Li picked up a little more confidence.

He raised the Emperor's halberd high, and the endless power of the human race gathered on it.

Then, a black and white Tai Chi stone plate appeared on his forehead.

The power of Tai Chi from the Emperor Fuxi was mobilized by him, and the entire eighteen layers of **** were affected.

Taking the emperor's halberd as the boundary, it was cut into two areas: one left, one right, one white and one black.

Tai Chi! Yin and Yang are broken!

The black and white midline was split into two halves in an instant.

Whether it was the boiling copper soup below, or the thick metal steam above, it was instantly torn apart by this halberd.

Even the eighteenth level of **** is like a piece of tofu, divided into two parts: one yin and one yang.

From the slit that was cut, a large amount of copper soup flowed out, splashed into the void, and condensed into lumps of strangely shaped copper blocks.

This was Jiang Li's strongest blow so far.

In terms of Tai Chi, the hundred years have not allowed him to make more progress.

But the power of the emperor is different.

The population of Xia Kyushu today is ten times larger than it was a hundred years ago.

From the big city-state to the small, every village and every household is far more prosperous than it used to be.

And with the majestic rise of luck, the physique of the mortals of the human race began to slowly move closer to the human race of the ancient times.

The power of the human race that can be provided to the contemporary emperor is naturally rising.

Simply counting the power of the human race is more than twenty times stronger than it was back then.

If the human race could be so prosperous before the Conferred God Tribulation.

The two saints and Heavenly Court, even if they want to do something with the Emperor, they have to be more scruples.

It's a pity, the eight hundred princes have ruined the fate of the human race.

Emperor Zhou, Emperor Xin, wanted to put things right, but instead he was given the name of cruelty and tyranny, and he launched an army to attack him one after another.

In the end, everything was destroyed by a group of guys who only knew the small profits in front of them and ignored the future of the human race.

Now Jiang Li is carrying this power and wields a halberd whose power surpasses that of Jinxian!

However, when the line dividing Yin and Yang fell on the phantom.

Jiang Li's pupils shrank for a while.

The next moment, the vision of his left and right eyes appeared strangely distorted and deviated.

Strangely enough, the world seems to be twisting in different directions.

Until his left eye saw his right eye, and his right eye saw his left eye!

That's because Jiang Li at this time has been neatly cut in half from the middle!

The two sides of the body floated in the air and twisted, and this was the strange perspective of two eyes looking at each other.

Jiang Li's thoughts moved, and a large amount of bloodshot spewed out from the huge wounds on both sides of the body, entangled with each other, entangled and pulled each other.

Soon, the two halves of the body were pulled back together, and they fit tightly.

The body was put back together, and the blood line that divided his whole body into two halves instantly healed as before.

For the first time, Jiang Li covered his vitals with lingering fears.

Although it wasn't very painful just now, it was really scary enough.

Check it carefully.

Make sure that the key parts are perfectly re-spliced ​​back. The docking was very good, and after there was no deviation, he was relieved.

Immediately, he became even more vigilant, staring at the phantom in front of him.

"Just now, what happened?"

He carefully recalled the scene just before being cut open.

Being able to cut him in half so symmetrically and so neatly, the familiar silky feeling is not surprising, it seems to be the yin and yang split he used just now.

"What did he do."

It was obviously his own attack, but at the moment when it hit the opponent, what did the phantom do to avoid Jiang Li's attack, but instead made him eat a full meal.

Jiang Li didn't see how the other party made a move.

But the phantom had only moved his hand at him, but at this moment he lay there again, not moving at all.

Staring at the other party for a long time, still did not catch any flaws.

Otherwise, try to attack again?

Zhanxian Feijian protruded a sword tip from between his eyebrows, but just before it was shot, it was taken back by him.

After thinking about it again and again, Jiang Li did not use any more powerful skills.

Instead, he slowly approached, trying to throw a punch towards the phantom's chest.

That is. . . The basic human fist!

With high concentration, everything seems to be slowed down.

Watching his fist slowly approach the opponent's chest.

But just when the fist was about to be printed on the opponent's chest.

The phantom of the former saint moved halfway in an instant, dodging the fist.

Then the virtual shadow took the exact same stance, and punched Jiang Li with the same basic human fist.

Jiang Li didn't hide on purpose, and took the opponent's fist with his chest.

The power movements, the inclination of the body, everything is the same as carved out of a mold.

He had already thought of this situation. Therefore, this fist with low power cannot cause any damage to him.

But when he felt the seven waves of power coming from his fists with completely different frequency attributes, Jiang Li's expression was a little off.

These seven waves of strength are exactly the same as the strength in his fist just now.

It stands to reason that the heavy punch he just punched should not be able to see the dark energy in the fist from the surface.

Not to mention, there are seven completely different forces, and most people may not be able to learn even if they teach them a hundred times by hand.

But he couldn't even open his eyes, and he was not hit by Jiang Li's fist.

However, he was able to see through all his attacks, and with the seven special powers in it, he completely reproduced it.

"This Yuanshi Tianzun is really amazing!"

Jiang Li squinted his eyes, the muscles and bones behind him surged, and three heads and eight arms soon grew.

On the eight arms, each is entangled, such as Jiuyou, Dragon Clan, Sui Renhuo, Ghost Light Flame, and so on.

And the eight hands blasted towards each other with eight different fighting techniques.

Blood Evil God Gang! Eight-armed fight!

These fighting techniques all came from the animal blood tattoos that Jiang Li had tattooed on his body.

Devil Ape, Dragon Turtle, Wisteria Leopard. . . The blood evil of the Asura family, such as the monsters and monsters, contains the fighting power imprinted in their instincts.

Every time the eight arms make a shot, they will change their styles again and continue to launch a continuous offensive.

And there is no rule at all, every shot contains eight different energies and eight different moves.

The incomparably ferocious eight-armed tactics rush towards the opponent like a gust of wind and rain.

But what is surprising is that the phantom can always assume various poses and avoid his fists by the slightest difference.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths. . . A full fifteen breaths of time passed.

Jiang Li's eight arms have launched tens of thousands of offensives.

But it is hard to understand that such a sudden attack like wind and dense rain can't escape even a speck of dust, it should have been beaten into nothingness by him long ago.

But Jiang Li just couldn't touch a corner of the other party's clothes.

When he finally stopped, he took a breath.

The Yuanshi phantom on the opposite side began to move again.

The virtual shadow also bowed his body, his back bulging high.

At the same speed and attitude, three heads and eight arms grew.

Then, with the exact same and violent moves, he launched a fierce attack on Jiang Li.

Obviously, the power of Jiuyou, Sui Ren Huo, ghost lamp cold flame, and many other powerful energies should only be mastered by contemporary emperors.

At the beginning, the contemporary emperor could barely dodge and parry.

But the moves that he can use are not stipulated, and he must be able to avoid them completely.

After holding on for a few breaths of time, the first stroke, the Rama mudra with Asura's blood evil, was firmly printed on Jiang Li's forehead.

Got hit hard.

As a result, Jiang Li's rhythm was disrupted, but the opponent's attacks did not stop, and more and more attacks fell on him like raindrops.

A total of 88,000 eight-armed slaps, Jiang Li ate it by himself, and he could beat more than 60,000 times.

After fifteen breaths, the beating stopped.

Jiang Li, who flew backwards with a nosebleed, had no choice but to be generous. The power of his own moves was quite good.

The contemporary emperor has an immortal soul and body.

At least he didn't have the ability to kill himself.

And this saint's phantom, in the previous consecutive hits, clearly has the opportunity to make a ruthless attack.

But he didn't do that.

Still almost one-to-one, perfectly replicating his moves.

Not sure why, but it's enough trouble.

If you can't hurt the opponent with your own moves, you will be beaten by the opponent with your own moves.

This situation is a bit embarrassing anyway.

After a few breaths, the embarrassment disappeared.

After calming down a little, he rushed forward again, using all his means to attack frantically.

Any ability should have its limits.

Jiang Li believes that as long as the speed is fast enough and the moves are complicated enough, there will always be times when the other party can't see through, or it's too late to see through.

As long as he catches the flaw, he will be able to find an opportunity to defeat and kill the phantom of this saint.

But for some unknown reason, no matter how hard he tried, how exquisite and powerful moves he used, he just couldn't hit the opponent.

Then, his own moves were learned ten percent by the phantom, and he was completely beaten back to himself.

The beating looked a little miserable, but it was nothing.

But in this fierce battle. Unconsciously, the phantom of Yuanshi Tianzun actually became solid and complete little by little.

And his posture and appearance are slowly approaching the contemporary emperor.

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