boom!
boom!
Boom! !
The Beiming Holy Lord stepped on the air with her small feet of no more than 35 yards. Every step seemed to be elegant and gentle, but every time she stepped into the air, a terrifying ghost fire would rise from her feet.

The brilliance of flames poured down towards the bottom of the sea, covering the ruins like magma from hell.

The corpses that were awakened by her were burnt by the flames at this moment, and they were instantly wiped out.

Then, Su Mo saw that every time a corpse was wiped out, an undead rose up.

At this moment, the long sword in the hands of the Holy Master Beiming became more and more blood-red, screaming like life, and reveling in carnival!

The sword is absorbing the breath of the undead.

I saw more and more undead surrounding the body of the blood-red long sword, and the screams of the undead were extremely frightening and terrifying.

They are struggling, they are afraid!
"You three should also become undead in my sword."

Beiming Holy Lord pointed out with a sword, his voice was as indifferent as water.

As soon as the words fell, Yinquan cold fire shot out from her eyes, ferocious and terrifying.

In an instant, the temperature around the battlefield plummeted, as if being in an eternal ice abyss, the hairs stood on end, and the spine felt chills.

Immediately, cold springs of cold fire gushed out from the eyes of the Holy Master Beiming continuously, and the majestic ice-blue flames continued to condense behind him, and in the blink of an eye, a huge phantom of the rune roulette gathered.

Then, I saw a blood-red long sword in the roulette about to break out from the flame light curtain. The scene seemed to be between reality and illusion, extremely weird!
bang——

A powerful sword energy then appeared, stirring up hundreds of millions of sea water to gather quickly.Gradually, the demon fire of the Yellow Springs and the blue sea water gathered together, forming an incomparably huge storm of flame and sea water.

"This is the sage's face, what a shame!" Seeing this scene, the old man Tianji said in surprise.

"Yo?!" Beiming Holy Lord chuckled lightly, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes: "You're quite sensible. If you die under my saint's law, you all deserved it!"

"Hey, your posture looks more like a villain than mine?!"

Seeing this scene, Su Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Hmph! What a saint's face, but he is still a false saint. You have a face, and I... have it too!" Su Mo said disdainfully with his eyes burning.

After all, a coldness appeared in his eyes.

I saw two huge and exaggerated black wings sprouting on his back, and at the same time, traces of magic energy gushed out from his eyes and turned into black mist.

These black mist wrapped around Su Mo's body like black dragons, and then a pair of blood-red pupils appeared in Su Mo's eyes.

"This is...! Su Mo actually condensed the appearance of a saint! It's unbelievable, it's really unbelievable!" Li Huayuan, who was on the side, was shocked when he saw this situation.

"This is not the image of a sage." Old Man Tianji murmured as he looked at the phantom of the black mist around Su Mo.

"No? What is that?" Li Huayuan asked in confusion after hearing the words.

Old Man Tianji said slowly, "This should be a kind of dharma formed by Su Mo's physical talent."

At this moment, the black wings on Su Mo's back became bigger and bigger, and the black mist between them enveloped the entire sea area like covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Those black mist seem to have the power of devouring. Once everything in the sea touches it, it will be nirvana.

Then the pair of wings covering the sky on his back were stripped from his body in an instant, hovering over his head.

"I use myself to summon gods and demons!" Su Mo groaned, and the black dragon mist wrapped around his body flew towards the upper wings with the sound of dragon chant.

boom--

A roar of gods and demons resounded through the world, and the black dragon and its wings converged and merged.

Between the heaven and the earth stood a two-winged god and demon, and the terrifying power raged instantly, exuding an immortal breath from the whole body.

In the eyes of the god and demon, a pair of blood-colored pupils are exactly the same as Su Mo's.

This is... the appearance of gods and demons!

A chaotic god and demon body born out of Su Mo, a dharma form that can be condensed without reaching the state of a saint!
Its power... well, I don't know how strong it is.

After all, this is the first time Su Mo has used it. The opponents he has encountered before are too weak, and he can kill him with just a draw.

"Hmph! It's really pretending. I don't know what method you used to create a Dharma image, but I will tell you the actual result. Before my Shura Huangquan Dharma image, everything is nothingness." Although the Holy Master Beiming was very stubborn, But when Su Mo's dharma condensed, she felt a strong threat and... a sense of fear.

She hadn't felt such a strong sense of fear in her heart for thousands of years. The last time she had it, she was still facing the "Holy Burial Mountain and Sea" formation.

"You can say more while you can." Hearing this, Su Mo sneered and said lightly.

"After all, this is your last sentence in this world!"

After all, Su Mo's figure suddenly shot towards the Holy Master Beiming.

The blood-red pupils left blood-red phantoms in the air, and the two-winged demon above his head also wreaked havoc towards the front.

"..."

Seeing this, Beiming Holy Master's eyes darkened.Holding the sword and flying out, the rune roulette behind her began to spin wildly, bursting out bursts of bright and eye-catching brilliance.

The rotation of the rune roulette, as if triggering some mechanism, pushed out the blood-red long sword embedded in it.

The moment the tip of the blood-red long sword touched the flame light curtain, the terrifying Yellow Spring demon fire swept across the sword body, and the flame merged with the sword.

"Tianji, I'm afraid this power has reached the level of a battle between a saint-level powerhouse?"

Li Huayuan looked up at the two huge phantoms above, and said in surprise.

"When the battle of saints reaches the stage of fighting for their lives, it will eventually be a confrontation between Dharma. Ordinary spiritual spells, exercises, and artifacts are extremely fragile in front of Dharma, and will not affect any battle situation."

The old man Tianji explained immediately.

After speaking, his pair of eyeless eyes looked deeply at Su Mo under the phantom shadow of the two-winged god and demon.

Which one is stronger and weaker between Su Mo's physique and talent and the holy master's sainthood...

After half a breath, a dazzling and strange light suddenly illuminated the seabed ruins with a radius of thousands of miles.

boom--

Immediately, there was a violent explosion, and countless shock waves that could instantly kill an ordinary Level [-] Immortal Realm powerhouse swept across in all directions.

Countless schools of fish and monsters in the sea were shattered by the aftermath, blood melted into the sea water, and the originally blue sea surface was gradually muddied by red.

"Tianji! Who do you think won?!"

Li Huayuan crawled out from the ruins, quickly pulled out the old man Tianji who was trapped inside and asked.

"Bah! Bah!" Old Man Tianji hurriedly spat out a few mouthfuls of dirt from his mouth, before he could answer, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He said lightly, "Su Mo...won."

He raised his eyes and saw Su Mo, the center of the battle, squatting quietly in front of the Beiming Holy Lord, who was in tatters, and said with a smile:
"Tsk tut tut, not bad, not bad. Long live, still a fan."

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