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On the other side, Wuhuji also used the ancient disk body and transformed into an ancient disk giant over a hundred feet long.

Although the sizes of the ancient disk bodies of the two are similar, Duan Qing's ancient disk giant looks relatively symmetrical, while the ancient disk body used by Wuhuji is more sturdy and majestic, and his every move is full of explosive power.

"Boy, do you know how long I have been looking forward to this moment!" While speaking, Wuhuji could hardly suppress the excitement in his heart, and the huge ancient disk body even trembled.

"Let me see how much you have grown over the years."

As soon as the voice fell, Wuhuji's huge ancient disk body stepped on the ground with one foot, and in an instant, a strong shock wave like a tide spread out to the surroundings with Wuhuji as the center.

Facing the oncoming shock wave, Duan Qing not only did not intend to hide, but waved the colorful giant sword transformed by the power of the Dao in his hand, and slashed forward directly. The sword energy was crisscrossed, and the shock wave was actually split.

"Haha... Good, you are worthy of being the one I, Wuhuji, have chosen!" Wuhuji laughed loudly when he saw this, his words filled with undisguised excitement.

Duan Qing put away his sword neatly, stood firmly in place, and said calmly: "Master, please don't hold back, otherwise... you will die under Duan's sword."

Wuhuji remained calm, "I also want to say this to you."

The two smiled at each other, both feeling a sense of laughter and tears.

Suddenly, the two moved at the same time, and the huge ancient disk bodies showed extremely terrifying speed and flexibility, and they instantly fought into a ball.

The ancient disk body transformed by Wuhuji was bare-handed, but he was evenly matched with the fully armed Duan Qing, and was not at all inferior.

Even though Duan Qing had been mentally prepared for Wuhuji's strength, he was still shocked by Wuhuji's strength when they really fought.

Now, his main body and the body of thunder have both cultivated the eight kinds of Tao principles, and both have realized the peak of the late stage of the Tao Realm.

The Sui clan clone is also at the peak of the late Sui Wang realm.

Such attainments are unique in the entire Immortal Spirit Alliance world.

At this time, his three clones joined forces, but they couldn't get any advantage from Wuhuji.

Wuhuji's strength can be described as perfect.

He brought the Sui clan's fighting style to the extreme, without any weaknesses.

Even Duan Qing's invincible time law had little effect on Wuhuji.

Secret arts such as the lock of time and the prison of time seemed to become child's play in front of Wuhuji, and were easily cracked by his speed that was beyond the limit.

The more Duan Qing understood Wuhuji's strength, the more he believed that if it weren't for the accidental death of Qianshan Prisoner, the world master of the Sui clan world, which led to the same situation as the heavenly way of the Immortal Spirit Alliance world, Wuhuji must have been in the emperor realm long ago!

Of course, although he was surprised, Duan Qing was not afraid of Wuhuji's strength. Instead, his fighting spirit was almost boiling.

Wuhuji longed for him to become stronger and break through the shackles of the emperor realm, and he didn't want to either.

The stronger Wuhuji was, the higher the chance that he would be able to take that step once he defeated Wuhuji in the battle of gods.

In fact, deep down, he and Wuhuji were the same kind of people!

The battle between Duan Qing and Wuhuji lasted for three days.

It was three days for outsiders, but for Duan Qing and Wuhuji, it seemed like just a blink of an eye.

Such a well-matched battle made the two of them almost completely immersed in it, and they both tried their best to overwhelm each other, but they could never do it.

After three days of hard fighting, the two still couldn't decide the winner.

At this time, the two were obviously no longer at their peak, and both sides showed fatigue on their faces, and this fatigue even showed on the flesh of the two in Yongling Valley.

However, neither Duan Qing nor Wuhuji had any intention of stopping, but became more and more involved in the fight.

On the seventh day, the two could no longer maintain their ancient bodies, but they were still fighting tirelessly.

Just when Duan Qing and Wuhuji were both weakened by the continuous battle, the puppet Xiaohong, who was lying motionless in a corner of Duan Qing's body in Yongling Valley, suddenly stood up, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a strange anthropomorphic smile.

The next moment, Xiaohong knelt on one knee and pressed her palms on the ground under her feet.

…

In Wuhuji's divine mirror space, a figure quietly appeared, watching Duan Qing and Wuhuji who seemed to be fighting without distraction, with greed in his eyes.

After this person appeared, without any hesitation, his body turned into a black cloud and floated towards Duan Qing and Wuhuji. The speed was amazing, and in the blink of an eye, Duan Qing's three bodies and Wuhuji were covered.

Affected by this, Duan Qing and Wuhuji stopped immediately.

Looking at the dark clouds around him, Duan Qing's tired face showed no panic or surprise, and he even sneered: "Haha, you've been hiding for so long, and you're finally willing to show up."

As Duan Qing finished speaking, the black clouds in front of Duan Qing rolled and condensed into the shape of an old man.

This man had an ordinary appearance, and he was the kind that would not attract any attention in the crowd. He was the Lord of the Broken Star Palace, Broken Star, whom Duan Qing had met before.

Before Broken Star spoke, Duan Qing mocked him directly: "Should I call you Broken Star, or... Lord Han Tian?"

Hearing Duan Qing's words, a hint of surprise immediately appeared on Broken Star's face, and then he quickly hid it.

"Who I am, does it matter to you, a dying man?"

At this time, Wuhuji's figure appeared from the thick black cloud beside him, "Hahaha... what a dying man! Old Hantian dog, you are so arrogant."

Hearing Wuhuji calling him Old Hantian dog, Suixingzi was angry, and suddenly felt something was wrong. He glanced back and forth between Duan Qing and Wuhuji, and did not act rashly for a while.

Wuhuji stared at Suixingzi in front of him with contempt, "Old Hantian dog, stop pretending. You transformed into Suixingzi and took great pains to come up with the so-called destiny plan. While I was sealed, you secretly used my body to cultivate a puppet with the same origin as me. You just want to be the oriole and use my clan's war of gods to achieve yourself."

When Wuhuji said this, Suixingzi, or Hantian Daosheng, suddenly changed his face!

These things, only a dozen saints including him knew in the Immortal Spirit Alliance, how could this person know so much!

Thinking of what Duan Qing had just said, Han Tian immediately felt angry and cast a cold look at Duan Qing, "It seems that some people didn't keep their promises and told you everything!"