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Zhou Zili's expression was cold, and he had no awe at all for the Holy Lord in front of him who had become famous thousands of years ago.

In his eyes, Geng Yiyang's life is approaching. Even if he reaches the peak of Tongxuan, it is not easy to exert most of his combat power.

Although his realm was a bit weaker and he had just reached the late stage of Tongxuan cultivation, he was still in his prime years. Even though he had burned blood in sacrifice to the sky and lost some essence, he could still exert 100% of his combat power.

Which one is strong and which one is weak can be known at a glance.

Geng Yiyang silently let go of Chu Zheng and Fu Quanliang behind him, and said via voice:

"Go to the small world for a while."

The Tongxuan confrontation would affect hundreds of thousands of miles around, so he would be distracted by leaving the remaining force to protect Chu and Zheng.

Now this area is too close to Taixu Holy Land. He must kill Zhou Zili in the shortest possible time, otherwise he will be very passive when help arrives.

"How long will it take?" Chu Zheng asked subconsciously.

In the small world, he has no way to observe the outside world and cannot know the specific results.

If it comes out before the battle is over, it will be quite dangerous.

"Half a cup of tea."

Hearing this, Chu Zheng did not hesitate, opened the passage behind him, picked up Fu Quanliang and retreated into it.

Although I really want to watch a creature of this level take action, now is obviously not the time to be curious.

"small world……"

Seeing the two figures blending into the void, Zhou Zili was slightly surprised.

This kind of small world that can store living creatures is extremely precious. Only those who are above the Immortal Tribulation Secret Realm can condense the cave in the body.

After the death of a strong person in the Immortal Tribulation Secret Realm, most of the caves in the body will be lost in the turbulence of space. Unless the caves are intentionally peeled off before death, they can be preserved.

For a moment, Zhou Zili's expression was a little complicated. Even if Taixuan Holy Land declined, it was still a holy land after all, and there were still such rare treasures left.

The actions of Chu and Zheng to retreat into the small world undoubtedly showed that Geng Yiyang was planning to fight.

Seeing this, Zhou Zili said in a deep voice:

"Geng Yiyang...you are not far from death, why don't you leave yourself the last dignity? It's not easy for Taixuan to survive to this day."

Having said that, waves of water mist were already rising around his side, reflecting a hazy divine light under the brilliance of the sun.

There was a crisp sword chant in the void, and the sword light was faintly visible.

Geng Yiyang remained silent, taking a deep breath, his thin chest slowly stretched, and red light emerged from the void and poured into his body.

In an instant, the spiritual energy within tens of thousands of miles was drained out and swallowed into his belly.

A ball of flames suddenly appeared out of thin air and enveloped him, like a bright sun in the sky.

Within the firelight, Geng Yiyang's withered skin stretched slowly, his bones and flesh filled with blood, and his skinny body gradually straightened up. The blazing yang energy rushed out of his body, and his head was covered with silver threads that grew past his waist, turning red in the blink of an eye. .

"Vulcan Transformation..."

Zhou Zili's eyes were filled with caution. This rumored to be the most terrifying immortal method in the Taixuan God Fire Scripture has not appeared in the human world for thousands of years.

boom!

A sword light with a cold aura suddenly lit up, tearing the sky with murderous intent and exploding into a shower of light.

In an instant, Zhou Zili took action first, not intending to give Geng Yiyang a chance to prepare.

This kind of old monster has lived for an unknown number of years and has many hidden methods. The best way is to cut through the mess with a sharp knife and kill it directly.

In the raging flames, a thousand-foot-long dragon-shaped phantom emerged, swallowing up the sword light.

boom!

The dragon shadow exploded on the spot, sputtering out thousands of rays of divine glow. Meteors and fire rain fell from the sky, igniting mountain fires that spanned thousands of miles. In one fell swoop, tens of millions of lives were affected.

The attack failed to work, Zhou Zili frowned slightly, and a layer of clear light enveloped his body, condensing into a sky-supporting dharma form tens of thousands of feet high.

Pieces of light, rain, and spiritual mist filled the air, covering up the celestial phenomena. A low sword chant slowly sounded out, like a real dragon's whisper.

With a flash of inspiration, a four-foot-long sword appeared in Zhou Zili's hand. Sword flowers rustled down, as slender as a snake, like elves dancing in the sky, reflecting the rays of light.

Following his movements, Fa Xiang raised his sword and the sword wind split the clouds and slashed straight into the sky.

The monstrous fire exploded, the scorching sun shattered, and a red spear pierced across the sky, shattering the sword light in the sky, and pierced Zhou Zili's Dharma in an instant!

Buzz——

Zhou Zili's body shook violently, and he retreated thousands of feet uncontrollably. His expression changed drastically. During the confrontation, he did not notice any signs of weakness in Geng Yiyang.

On the contrary, it is a powerful vitality that is almost suffocating.

This state definitely does not belong to a dying old man. It blooms with such splendor at the end of his life, burning his longevity.

The fire all over the sky became more and more intense, and the sky and the earth were red, almost blood-red.

Geng Yiyang walked out of the fire, revealing his figure, wearing a gilt armor, holding a spear, long red hair shawl, like flames flowing, he looked no more than forty years old, his skin was shining with precious light, and his cheeks were covered with fine lines. scales.

The eyes that were originally cloudy were now overflowing with divine light, burning like divine fire.

In just a few breaths, he seemed to be rejuvenated and back to his prime.

"I only have less than fifty years left to live, and now it's even less. I only have less than twenty years left to live..."

Geng Yiyang looked calm and found the time to explain.

Zhou Zili's expression became increasingly ugly. Geng Yiyang behaved like this because he had never taken him seriously.

boom--

Above the void, lightning flashed and thundered, and in a blink of an eye, black clouds covered the sky.

Geng Yiyang's cultivation was already at the pinnacle of Tongxuan. Now that he was taking action with all his strength, he naturally aroused the sense of heaven and was about to suffer an immortal calamity.

As long as he wants, he can take this step at any time, but no one knows whether the final outcome will be life or death.

Geng Yiyang's eyes narrowed, and he clenched the Lihuo gun in his hand. The scales on his cheeks were soaked with wisps of divine patterns. He looked at the thunderclouds looming in the sky and sighed softly:

"If Zhao Tingxian were in our Taixuan Holy Land, he would have become a divine infant within a hundred years. If he falls in your Taixu, he will be like a pearl covered in dust."

Before he finished speaking, he swung the spear in his hand again and struck across the air.

"Let me see how far your Taiyuan Dragon Sword Dance has reached."

Zhou Zili's face was as gloomy as water, and he already wanted to retreat. Without any hesitation, he turned around and left.

He had somewhat underestimated the Holy Lord. Fighting with such a dying person was really too risky.

In the void, the radiance of the divine fire became more and more blazing, eating up the light rain in the sky bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, there was only the light of fire in the sky.

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To be on the safe side, Chu Zheng waited for a cup of tea in the small world before opening the passage and returning to the outside world.

After all, Geng Yiyang's condition seemed really uninspiring, and Zhou Zili was obviously in much better condition than him.

When he stepped into the passage, he used his invisibility technique and exercised great caution.

The moment he stepped out of the passage, he felt a heat all over his body, lava everywhere, and everywhere he looked, there was a sea of ​​fire, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

A figure stood in the void, wearing a gray shirt, with a stooped back, as if he was about to die.

Chu Zheng looked around and saw no sign of Zhou Zili, feeling a little confused:

"He escaped?"

"died."