At the other end, inside the array.

The battle was fierce and the anger was high.

After Jiang Chen put the transparent gas mass manifested by Taixu into his own diagram formation, it was immediately isolated.

With the diagram in place, he could neither absorb the power and energy level of the Taoist world, nor could he switch and adjust the space at will, which gave Jiang Chen an absolute advantage.

Jiang Chen did this not only to defeat Taixu, but more importantly, he didn't want this war to affect the surviving brothers.

They have paid too much and have done their utmost. It would be too unfair to them if we couldn't let them survive in this final top-level battle.

So, he used a formation to imprison his brothers in another space, leaving himself alone to fight Taixu head on.

With a pair of Hongmeng red swords transformed from the children of Hongmeng, coupled with his Taixu Hongmeng steps and Daluo Lingyun body, as well as the Chaos Yin-Yang eyes, and the top-level cultivation of Guizhen Yisheng, he gradually compressed the transparent gas mass transformed by Taixu.

"Hongmeng Sword!"

With a sudden roar, Jiang Chen suddenly rose into the air from the formation and slashed down with a sword.

In an instant, the sword force carrying trillions of cosmic power broke through the layers of defense of the transparent cyclone like a hot knife through butter, and split the transparent air mass in half with a whoosh.

In a flash, Jiang Chen's other Hongmeng red sword flew out of his hand, and with a whistling sound, it quickly passed through half of the transparent cyclone, and immediately a muffled groan was heard from Taixu.

The next second, just as the Hongmeng Red Sword flew back into Jiang Chen's hand, the severely damaged transparent air mass suddenly merged together rapidly, and suddenly manifested into an extremely huge illusory shadow.

"I really underestimated you, you rebel. If I don't teach you a lesson, you will really think I am made of clay."

As he spoke, the huge illusory shadow suddenly spread out his hands, and countless terrifying gray cyclones burst out from his body, sweeping over Jiang Chen in an endless stream.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

As Jiang Chen swung the two Hongmeng swords in his hands rapidly, the countless gray cyclones that rushed over were shattered by the sword light.

Looking at the huge illusory shadow at this moment, it has shrunk to the same size as Jiang Chen. More importantly, he has actually turned from illusory to real.

"You are a rebellious lunatic. You forced me to do this."

Following Taixu's roar, his shadow condensed into a physical body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But at this moment, from the left side of the formation, a gust of azure wind whistled in, carrying with it a blazing purple-gold fire dragon, which quickly entangled Taixu who had just condensed his physical body.

"Ah...what the hell?"

With a scream, Taixu, who had just condensed his physical body, was suddenly burned by the blazing purple-gold flames, so that his whole body was filled with flames and he howled in pain.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Chen suddenly combined the Hongmeng Red Sword in his hand into one, and then merged it with the sword to form an extremely huge gilded sword, and the man and the sword became one.

At the same time, Taixu, who was swept by the fire dragon, roared, and the Taixu Qi that quickly spread throughout his body immediately shattered the entangled fire dragon.

In the violent explosion, the fire dragon was broken into countless pieces and slammed against the wall of the array. Then it merged into one, turning into the figures of the Fire Spirit and the Wind Spirit, vomiting blood wildly. It had been severely damaged.

"Master, we tried our best." Feng Ling roared.

The Fire Spirit grabbed the Wind Spirit's hair and shouted angrily, "Master, never give up!"

The next second, they saw an extremely terrifying giant lightsaber whizzing out.

Taixu, who was feeling disdainful because he had broken free from the fire dragon's restraints, had no time to dodge before the huge lightsaber whizzed towards him and pierced his body.

With a puff, Taixu's newly condensed body trembled all over.

Looking down, he saw a horrifyingly large bloody hole on his abdomen, with countless Taixu Qi leaking out of it.

"Jiang Chen, I will cut you into pieces... er..."

Before he could finish his words, the huge sword rushed at him again, entering from his back and exiting from his chest, piercing his body once again.

puff!

A large mouthful of old blood spurted out of his mouth, and Taixu's newly condensed body was already riddled with holes before he had time to fight.

He was furious, but when the giant sword launched its third attack, he finally reacted. He put his palms together and clamped the rapidly approaching giant sword.

"Wahahahaha, what a petty trick. It's only good enough for sneaky things."

Taixu roared, grasped the huge sword light with both hands, and then kicked out at the fastest speed.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the giant sword was kicked away by the sudden big foot and broke into three sections while flying backwards.

"To become a saint through emptiness is the root of the Tao. You are nothing but a lowly ant."

As Taixu cursed loudly, the sword light broke into three sections and smashed onto the shining array wall one after another. After each of them broke through more than ten pieces of the array, they finally stabilized and manifested themselves as Jiang Chen, Jiang Ziyin and Jiang Lingmo, father and son.

When they appeared in human form again, they each vomited a large mouthful of blood, and their bodies were covered in blood and flesh, and they were also seriously injured.

With his cheeks twitching, Jiang Chen struggled to sit up and looked around hurriedly.

“Son, daughter!!”

"Father, he's not dead." Jiang Lingmo responded from a grid not far away.

"Father, Jiang Ziyin is alive." Jiang Ziyin's voice was also heard from a grid in the other end.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen, who was sitting against the wall of the picture, suddenly laughed.

"Fire Spirit, Wind Spirit, are they dead or not?"

"The fire is alive."

"Feng Ling is not dead."

After hearing the response, Jiang Chen looked up with a smile and looked towards Taixu at the top of the void in the diagram.

"Old dog Taixu, you are indeed very powerful, but I, your grandfather, am even more powerful."

Hearing this, Taixu in the void was startled, and the smile of victory suddenly froze.

"Jiang Chen, you are about to die, and you still dare to be stubborn?"

Jiang Chen laughed breathlessly and said, "Die, I want to see who dies first?"

As he spoke, he staggered and struggled to stand up, and shouted loudly: "Sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, two beams of Hongmeng sword lights rushed out again from the two grids on the left and right of the diagram, and merged with Jiang Chen.

"Fire Spirit and Wind Spirit, let's fight to the death." Jiang Chen roared again.

Immediately afterwards, the severely injured fire dragon and wind spirit each transformed into a purple-gold fire lotus and azure gale, and also quickly merged with Jiang Chen.

The next second, Jiang Chen spread out his hands and immediately soared into the sky, manifesting into a giant axe with a gilded sharp edge in the void.

Seeing this scene, Taixu's eyes suddenly widened, showing extreme shock.

"Tao Axe?"

"This, how is this possible? This is simply impossible."

As his words fell, the gilded sharp axe fell to the ground with a loud bang.

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