Journey to the West: At the beginning, Li Er was mistaken for his father

This is the biggest blow to him.

If he is defeated by a long-established figure like Yang Jian, the black robe can still comfort himself.

But being defeated by Li Xiudao, the blow to the black robe's Taoist heart can hardly be recovered.

however.

Winning is winning, losing is losing, there are no more reasons to justify.

What's more, the black robe just punched was not only his own strength, but also borrowed Wutian's mana.

"It seems that you are not convinced?"

Unexpectedly by the black robe, Li Xiudao did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but leisurely put away the flying knife and said to the black robe with his bare hands.

While speaking, Li Xiudao did not forget to shake his fist at the same time,

"Is this going to fight me?!"

The black robe was silent for a while, and Li Xiudao's meaning was so clearly expressed, he naturally couldn't fail to see it.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of anger welled up.

Relying on the divine sword technique, Li Xiudao can defeat him, that's all.

However, now, he actually wants to fight with him, which is too much to look down on him.

"Rampant child!"

He raised his head and roared, and the black robe fell on him again.

Body and mind were controlled by anger, the black robe no longer protected at all this time, revealing all the vital points in his chest.

Put all your heart and soul into your fists.

With this punch, Heipao vowed to kill Li Xiudao even though he was seriously injured and irreparable.

Although the belief was not as firm as before, the fist was filled with a desperate determination, making it even more terrifying.

"Just to my liking."

Feeling the aura of the black robe, Li Xiudao smiled lightly, advancing instead of retreating, and also punched forward.

One black and one white, two lightning-like figures staggered past.

The fists collided tightly.

The figures of the two went from extremely fast to a sudden stop, and two afterimages were drawn in the air.

"how can that be?!"

The black robe opened his mouth with difficulty, his eyes full of despair.

There was no earth-shattering vision in the two punches, and outsiders couldn't see anything.

But the black robe who is the person involved understands it clearly.

I lost, and it was a crushing defeat, even worse than when I was defeated by Li Xiudao just now.

The flesh and bones in the body seem to be intact, without any obvious trauma.

But in fact, Li Xiudao had already punched him and turned him into a muddy mess.

If Ren Heipao activated his mana, he wouldn't even respond in the slightest.

and this……

It's not the place that makes him most desperate.

Following Li Xiudao's punch, his mind suddenly opened wide, and he had no chance to react at all. He could only "watch" a tall and burly figure appear out of thin air in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The figure is blurred, and the specific face and appearance cannot be seen clearly.

But as soon as the figure appeared, the black-robed mind froze like a river, unable to think anymore.

Not even the thought of fear.

Where the phantom walks, the state of mind of the black robe is like a dream bubble, shattering into nothingness.

The black robe has followed Wu Tian for a long time, not only his cultivation is high, but his vision is rare.

Immediately realize that the person corresponding to this phantom is an existence that can rival Wutian and Tathagata.

But if you don't count the saints who shut their doors and don't care about world affairs.

Such a character, I am afraid that it is less than one hand to search the Three Realms.

Even counting from the beginning of chaos, the evolution of yin and yang is still counted.

Where did Li Xiudao invite such a character.

And Wutian didn't realize it at all, and gave himself any reminders.

The more fanatical and profound Heipao's belief in the power of skylessness, the more chaotic and chaotic his thoughts are now, with endless thoughts flooding his mind.

So much so that he didn't realize at all that he had regained the ability to think at some point.

But this...

Not a good thing.

It means that his primordial spirit is on the eve of collapse, and he can no longer restrain and suppress those thoughts.

If only the physical body is destroyed, the black robe can still escape the primordial spirit.

It is a good choice whether it is to change to a ghost cultivator, or to embark on the path of the divine way like the gods in heaven.

But now, the black robe has been completely annihilated by Li Xiudao's fist, whether it is in form or in spirit.

"You are……"

When he was on the verge of death, there was a flash of inspiration in the black-robed primordial spirit, and a lot of wisdom suddenly increased, and he recognized the origin of the other party from the spirit of the phantom.

"King Yu?!"

Between heaven and earth, as long as there are nine orifices, you can practice as much as you want.

Although ordinary monsters often have one or two strange natal god channeling methods.

But in terms of the speed of practice, it is not a star and a half away from the human race who is born with a Taoist body and fits the Dao.

Except for Sun Wukong, who is so talented and has to meet a master.

Which big monster with a name and surname has not practiced for at least a thousand years.

Among them, the black robe can be regarded as extremely experienced.

In fact, in terms of practice time, he is not a little shorter than his teacher Wutian.

When King Yu was reincarnated in the human race and wanted to take the holy throne with the identity card of the co-lord of human and dragon, the black robe was just a little monster who had not yet cultivated.

I also watched from afar.

King Yu held his heels on the ground, suppressing the aura of the ages, and left an incomparably deep impression on the black robe, which will never be erased forever.

So much so that for a long time, the black robe regarded it as the model and ultimate goal of cultivation.

It was even more so when he later vaguely knew that King Yu was the reincarnation of Zulong.

It wasn't until Heipao apprenticed to Wutian that he finally converted this belief.

If you have a god in your heart, you cannot resist the gods.

There is a Buddha in the heart, but in the face of bodhisattvas, arhats and other magic weapons, it is strange that they cannot exert their due strength.

That's what he is now.

Because the invincible impression left by King Yu on King Yu was too deep, and because he followed Wutian all the year round.

It made Heipao admire and admire Wutian's magic power and Dao fruit even more.

So much so that he clearly knew that what Li Xiudao projected was just a phantom.

But still can't bring up the idea of ​​resistance.

I can only watch helplessly as my solid and majestic body turns into ashes and goes away.

Consciousness gradually slackens.

"His Royal Highness is really amazing..."

In Lingyan Pavilion, the Dragon King of the Four Seas, who had been watching the result of the battle from afar, couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

After that, it was incomparable admiration.

Although Nezha became crazy because of the Hinayana magic, he had already been seriously injured by Li Xiudao, and several magic weapons were destroyed.

The strength of a body is less than one.

That's it……

The Dragon King of the Four Seas also spent a lot of effort, although he could use the power of Lingyan Pavilion, he still couldn't really subdue him.

Compared with Li Xiudao's battle results, it can be said that there is a sky and a ground, which is completely incomparable.

Among the Three Realms, if you don't count the old antiques that have survived until now...