When a little starlight outside the day spilled into the secret realm through the energy cover, it represented a new day.

In the center of the mountains, there is a mountain that resembles a squirrel and worships the moon against the sky, so it is called Squirrel Peak.

Standing on the top of the cliff on the right side of Squirrel Peak, if you have enough eyesight, through the energy shield, you can vaguely see a golden wind flame raging outside.

That is the direction where Qixia Realm is located.

Every morning, He Chong would sit in this position and look at Jin Xia outside. His hometown is so close and so far away, only separated by a wall, but he can never go back.

Mo said that he still doesn't have the ability to break through the shield of the secret realm. Even if he can break through, he will only fall into the endless void when he goes out. Even if his hometown was next door, he would not be able to pass the golden flames of wind that could even be swallowed by the power of the Purple Mansion.

At first he also tried his best to catch Tang Jie, but as Tang Jie fled again and again and became stronger and stronger, He Chong knew that the time was completely gone.

So what he can do in the end is to be here every day, looking at his hometown idiotically.

But he knew that sooner or later, Tang Jie would come to him.

With the strength he couldn't resist.

Today, as usual, He Chong came to the top of Squirrel Peak to watch the sunrise.

At the foot of the mountain, Duan Laosi and Deng Yuqing are playing chess.

In this secret realm, there is no fun, and playing chess has become the only hobby of the two. After more than ten years of hard work, they have cultivated a pair of chess masters.

Looking at the light outside the country, and then at the sky and green grass around his body, for some reason, He Chong felt a little uneasy in his heart.

An image suddenly appeared in his mind.

That is Xu Muyang.

I remembered the battle with Xu Muyang on Cuiwei Mountain.

Thinking of Anyang Xiaoyuan, Xu Muyang definitely burst.

How could he think of him for no reason? He Chong shook his head and brushed away his mind. A cloud floated from a distance, blocking He Chong's vision. He Chong waved his sleeves, the clouds floated, reappearing the distant glow.

Then He Chong saw that a beam of light rose slowly from the distant glow, and it was actually coming towards this side.

This is……

He Chong looked at the beam of light in astonishment.

He saw that the beam of light fell on the energy wall of the secret realm, reflecting the most brilliant colors.

That is the light that connects the two worlds.

It's teleportation!

He Chong stood up at once.

It is the teleportation from Qixia to the secret realm, the teleportation from the ancient battlefield to the heaven and blessed land!

Someone finally came in from Shifang Valley!

He Chong was so excited that he wanted to shout.

He has been guarding here for more than ten years, and he has been looking forward to one day when the Tenjin Palace can enter from the Tenfang Valley again.

But for so many years, he has not been able to wait for the expected reinforcements.

Without Tang Jie, they couldn't get in.

Today, the teleportation from the ancient battlefield to here finally started again.

He Chong excitedly flew towards the direction where the beam of light fell.

He flew so fast, so anxious, like a drowned man grabbing the last straw.

However, when he rushed to the front and looked at the familiar figure, He Chong was completely stupid.

"Tang Jie?"

Standing in front of him was clearly Tang Jie himself, but unlike the past, he was wearing a brand new moonwhite gown. There was a man standing beside him with a hat on his head, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

He Chong was stunned for a moment, then he woke up and shouted: "You are out now, you can leave here, right?"

Tang Jiebu's teleportation formation had always been kept secret from He Chong, otherwise he had to let him know that it would find the teleportation formation even by digging the ground.

All the peace and quiet are hidden under the deep despair that there is no way back, and any little hope may become a flame of turbulence.

Tang Jie would naturally not allow such a thing to happen.

Today, however, he no longer needs to hide.

Wearing brand-new clothes and entering directly from Shifang Valley instead of Teleportation Formation, Tang Jie now doesn't need to hide anything. There is no need to conceal the existence of the teleportation array from He Chong, nor the relationship between the secret realm and oneself from the Tianshen Palace.

He walked the Tenfang Valley because only from there could he enter the ancient battlefield again, and there are still a lot of treasures in the ancient battlefield.

Compared to the first time he entered, Tang Jie now can no longer be helpless with the magical treasure Shenzhen that is all over the floor. Turning around the ancient battlefield, the high-value ones will be collected into the Zhoutian Star Wanbao Array, and the low-value ones will be directly broken into golden sand, further expanding the emperor blade. Tang Jie didn't even let go of the corpses all over the floor, and they were all included in the Shanhe Sheji map-Tang Jie re-arranged a teleportation formation in the Blood River Realm and liberated the Shanhe Sheji map.

No way, rich.

Looking at He Chong, the corner of Tang Jie's mouth twisted with a smile: "Yes, the teleportation formation is on the other side of the mountain. There is a small forest there. If you keep walking in, you will see a mountain wall. There is a mountain wall in front of the mountain wall. With a tree, walk around the tree three times, and a hole will appear on the mountain wall. Don’t go directly into the hole, walk three meters to the right of the hole, you can safely enter the hole. The hole is the teleportation array."

"So it's like this..." He Chong murmured, but there was no excitement on his face. He looked at Tang Jie and slowly said, "It seems that you are very confident that you can beat me?"

"You know I am not a blindly arrogant person." Tang Jie answered He Chong in his own way.

The people around took off the hat on his head, and He Chong suddenly saw another Tang robbery.

"Clone!" He Chong's eyes narrowed. He Chong had already known about Tang Jie's clone.

Despite the fact that there were two Tang tribulations, He Chong suddenly distinguished that the one who had spoken before was the body refinement body, and the one wearing the hat is the flesh and blood clone. Looking at its realm, it turned out to have reached the spiritual circle stage. This guy actually raised an inherently restricted clone to such a level, it was simply shocking.

"No wonder you are so confident. A spirit ring clone, coupled with your own strength soaring, finally made you decide to understand all of this?" He Chong can naturally see that even the strength of the body has also advanced by leaps and bounds.

But no matter how fast he advances, his ** level still stays in the middle of the body of steel.

"A golden steel body mid-stage, plus a spiritual ring stage, to deal with the soul of me... don't you think this is still not enough?" He Chong said hesitantly. Based on Qixia Realm's power conversion standard, the strength of a Soul Transformation Realm is equivalent to the combination of five Inner Demon Stages. Tang Jie just wants to win himself with just one more clone? He probably forgot how miserable he was when he lost, right?

Fortunately, young people are impatient, but because of this, they give themselves a chance.

He Chong flew into the air with a grinning grin, his body soaring like a tide.

Tang Jie was indifferent, and just replied: "I am indeed a little bit too low for you with my current realm. But that's how it means to fight. If I wait for my realm to be the same as yours, I will fight you again. What's the point?"

"What did you say?" He Chong was stunned. Hearing Tang Jie's tone, he actually did this deliberately, and he didn't even plan to use the clone.

Tang Jie already said, "I said, I'll be enough to deal with you. As for him..."

Tang Jie pointed to the avatar: "That's just to prevent trouble before it happens. By the way, I also look at your two subordinates."

When speaking, two figures were shot in the distance, it was Duan Laosi and Deng Yuqing.

Tang Jie's avatar flashed, and it turned into a flash of lightning and rushed to the two of them. Duan and Deng instinctively launched an aura trend. However, in the next moment, the two fists of the avatar, one red and one white, turned into a dragon, and the spells fell on Duan and Deng. Flew up in response.

Both Duan and Deng were shocked at the same time, and they wanted to resist again. Just as the spell was about to unfold, they felt that their whole body suddenly became heavy, and the boundless blood encircled them. They were as thick as a mountain, and they almost couldn't breathe under pressure. .

What kind of magic is this, the two are astonished.

The clone stood on the spot with its hands, the haunting **** mist thickened, and the two could not move. The clone said loudly: "Stay here and don't move, I won't kill you. Otherwise...death!"

Seeing this scene, He Chong's eyes suddenly shrank.

Although Duan and Deng have been trapped in the secret realm of the soldier over the years, the aura of the secret realm has also made them enter the realm quickly. Both of them passed the three dry periods in only five years, although they were stuck. The bottleneck that hit Tianxin couldn't be passed, but it was already the pinnacle of escape, and the strength was much stronger than before. However, facing the attack of Tang Jie's clone, the strength of Chuanfan Peak seemed so weak, and he was defeated with just one blow.

Defeating the two pinnacles of extinction with a gesture of action, this is not something an ordinary spiritual circle real person can do, which means that Tang Jie's clone is the same as the main body, and it also has a strength far beyond the realm.

He Chong's eyes shrank violently, and he looked at the body: "Okay, okay, there are really two clicks. Then let me see how your own strength has increased now!"

As he waved his big sleeves, those long sleeves huffed like a tornado to Tang Jie: "Dancing in the sleeves!"

Facing this long sleeve like a dragon, Tang Jie remained motionless. As the long sleeves were rolled up, Tang Jie snorted softly, his body suddenly increased several times with the hum, becoming a ten-meter-high giant. , Grabbed it casually, grabbed the long sleeve, and shouted in a deep voice, "Get down here!"

With a flick of He Chong's long sleeves, he stretched like an endless stretch of cloth, and easily removed Tang Jie's boundless might. This is exactly the greatest advantage of Dharma cultivation over physical cultivation. In the face of endless power, it is not necessary to head-on.

While easily resolving this pull, He Chong had already slapped a palm towards the bottom.

The towering giant palm fell from the sky like a mountain. Tang Jie faced the sky and suddenly lowered his teeth. Under the giant palm, his body skyrocketed again, rising from ten meters to 13 meters. At the same time, Tang Jie faced the sky. Threw a punch.

This boxing hit the sky, as if hitting a mountain. With He Chong's cultivation of the Soul Stage, the power of this palm indeed has the power of a mountain. However, when the giant mountain hand collided with the iron fist, it was the iron fist that won.

The vigorous force smashed out a rushing weather current, even the mountain would collapse with a punch.

In the wild wave of fists, the giant hands broke apart, and the fierce punching force had hit He Chong's face straight.

At the moment he was about to hit, a golden light flashed on He Chong's body, a golden body-protecting bell jar had blocked this wild punch, and the rest of his energy had not disappeared, and He Chong's body had been shaken and floated hundreds of feet away.

Despite this, He Chong didn't feel strange, if Tang Jie couldn't even stop this blow, he wouldn't dare to trouble him.

As he flew back, He Chong squeezed with his left hand, and a serrated long knife spontaneously formed in the sky.

This sword was eighteen feet long, cut down against the wind, the sky was cracked, and the mountain collapsed. It was not just a magic shadow, but it hid a magic weapon that He Chong had cultivated for many years.

This treasure is neither gold nor iron. It does not show its shape. It can change all things and can be melted into spells. Once it is deployed, it has the power of opening the sky and the earth, and the fineness of flying needles into flowers.

At this moment, He Chong's killing intent appeared on his face, pointed at Tang Jie, and shouted: "Go!"

The sky-splitting giant knife slashed down.

This time Tang Jie didn't use his fists to fight again.

With a sway of his hand, there was an extra black halberd in his hand.

"Bahuang Cangtian Halberd!" He Chong's expression changed.

Naturally, he knew this magic weapon better.

But how could He Changan's treasure fall into Tang Jie's hands?

Could it be that……

He Chong couldn't imagine it anymore.

In the next moment, Tang Jie had a long smile and waved his halberd, hitting the machete falling in the air.

The collision of the swords and halberds once again stirred up the most brilliant brilliance.

The invisible Libo escaped from all directions around Tang Jie, hitting the top of the peak in the distance, and agitated out a waterfall of rocks and rocks.

The turbulent air current blasted a monstrous vortex in the air, and Tang Jie and He Chong stood in opposition to each other like two majestic gods. A tall and mighty one, a golden light blessed, magnificent.

"He Chong!" Tang Jie roared and flew towards He Chong.

The way of physical training is to charge, charge, endless charge!

Regardless of the comparison of strengths, the combat style of physical training can only be, and must be brave and fearless.

He faced the wind, drove the electricity, rushed towards He Chong, and greeted him with roaring waves, frost on his face, monstrous flames and countless sword rain.

He Chong released spells almost frantically, transforming souls into real human beings, with great divine thoughts. Although he owes the Zi Mansion, he can also recite the world. If Wanhua worships one person".

Chaotic law is like rain, thousands of tricks are like tide, torrents and waves roll, clouds rise and fog disappear.

In the face of this wave of horrible spells, Tang Jie's approach was much simpler. No matter how many spells you have, I will only fight with one force and charge to the death!

So in the sky of this soldier's secret realm, a life-and-death fight began.

The Secret Realm of the Soldier Lord is not small, and the Secret Realm of the Soldier Lord is not big.

They fought from the south of the sky to the north of the earth, from the west of the mountain to the east of the lake, and even the firebirds in the lava swamp were alarmed.

It awakened from the lava, stretched its wings and flew into the air, standing in the air, watching the battle from a distance. In the eyes, the sun and the moon are rotating, and the stars are rising and falling.

Of course it also saw the confrontation between the clone and Duan and Deng, but it only tilted its head and said nothing.

It watched Tang Jie fight, watched him charge in the torrent of spells, watched him being burned by flames, frozen by frost and broken with sharp blades, watched him recover again and again, and snarled and chased He Chong, and drove him. He could catch up with the sky and into the earth, watching his body's brilliance flourish, and the faint lines of brilliance blooming, the expression in his eyes became more intense.

call!

The battle is still going on.

The wind blows up the gunsmoke.

He Chong slapped a palm, and while repelling Tang Jie, he also took advantage of his strength to retreat, but his mouth inevitably felt dry.

This guy has really grown a lot stronger again!

He Chong couldn't remember how many spells he had smashed against Tang Jie.

There are always hundreds of them.

The mountains in the secret realm were flattened a few times, but Tang Jie was still rushing to kill.

This guy is like an undead giant, no matter what kind of attack the damage caused to him will be greatly reduced, and the limited damage will quickly heal automatically under his super physique. He Chong also wanted to hit this guy too late to heal, but the facts proved him wrong.

Tang Jie seemed to have an understanding of the way of life, as long as he was willing, he could quickly recover his body at any time.

Not only that, but he seems to know the yin and yang very well, so he always easily distinguishes which of He Chong's attacks are virtual and which are real. He even possessed a certain insight ability, he could easily see through He Chong's weakness-the avatar's eyebrows, a little bit of stars flowed, and what the avatar saw was what the body saw. In the end, Tang Jie's attack even had a killing aura, making it extremely difficult for He Chong to recover once he suffered minor injuries.

In short, although he is a fierce man who proves the Dao with his strength and becomes a holy man in the flesh, he has shown too many things beyond strength in actual battles.

This makes him feel a headache.

The aura in the body is still being consumed.

Although he is already a soul, even though he can breathe every day, the speed of recovering aura is extremely fast, but he releases spells faster.

In this crazy spellcasting, He Chong could feel his aura drop rapidly.

And Tang Jie, this guy's stamina was just as exhausting, still in constant shock.

No, it's not endless.

He Chong keenly felt that, in fact, the power from his body had also been reduced.

Hold on with him and fight for consumption?

This idea flashed through He Chong's mind.

But this idea was immediately denied by He Chong.

It's nothing more than spending with others, no matter how powerful the soul stage can be, how can you win.

But in the face of Tang Jie's body refining, he was not sure.

Strength is not aura. It is not only affected by force, but also by will.

There is no cultivation method that can explode, because if the aura is dry, it is dry. Without the aura, your will will reach the sky and you can't release a spell.

The strength is different. Every time you think that the opponent has reached the limit, the opponent may surprise you at any time.

A strong will is not invincible, but it is quite normal that a strong will can allow the practitioner to perform supernormally.

He Chong knows the difference too well, if he really wants to consume it, he may only be defeated in the end.

Roar!

The impact from Tang Jie continued.

Under the secret sky, the figure of Tang Jie wielding the halberd was flooded. The black halberd turned into a wave of light, engulfing He Chong, like the Yangtze River, the stream continued to flow, and the condensed wind and whistle were like a hurricane tornado, rolling clouds. The dance is broken, the thousand mountains and trees shake.

Seeing Tang Jie as if a God of War charged at him, He Chong took a long breath.

He sternly said: "You, do you really think you are determined to win, Tang Jie!"

With this violent roar, He Chongran stopped.

All the spells stopped at the same time, and the golden light on He Chong's body burst forth with it, which was a full defense against himself. At the same time, He Chong has turned thousands of phantoms in his hands, pinched countless sacred seals, and chanted strange rhythms in his mouth. The words were like a loud bell, ringing in his ears, but he couldn't hear what he was saying. .

In the realm of transforming souls and casting spells with his own hands, He Chong actually spent more time than ordinary people to cast this spell, and even more fascinated by the heavenly mantras, the meaning behind it was self-evident.

This is not a spell but a magical power, and it is not a normal magical power.

Tang Jie is not surprising.

He did not pursue ~lightnovelpub.net~ instead, stopped the halberd in his hand, just watched He Chong cast the spell, and muttered: "Is it finally coming?"

Excited flames rose in his eyes.

A true warrior is never afraid of the strength of his opponent, and is more willing to face all the mighty powers.

The next moment, as He Chong chanted and asked, a golden phantom gradually appeared behind He Chong's head.

It was an erect human figure.

As soon as it appeared, it seemed to fill the whole world.

Simple, vast, majestic, full of sacred aura and power, it is majestic at sight, and it makes people feel that they cannot be seen directly from the depths of their hearts.

Tang Jie's eyes became brighter.

He looked up at the imaginary image behind He Chong, as if he was admiring an ancient Buddha, and murmured eight words in his mouth:

"Heavenly God's form, supremely majestic!"

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