Travel through the heavens

What is Wuji?

There is no limit, and there is nothing that is less than.

Boundless and endless.

There is no infinity beyond the infinity, and there is no infinity within the endless.

Xiao Se had also used this Wuji stick on the night when Xiao Chong had his eyes replaced, but compared with the power used by Mo Yi at this moment, it was nothing. The difference between them was as huge as that between heaven and earth.

When Mo Yi's stick came down, it cut off people's life. Many people were already dead before the Wuji stick hit them.

However, his opponent was Fang Muye.

But Fang Muye drew his hands in front of his chest, and a huge Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared. The Yin-Yang fish slowly turned, generating a huge suction force, like a black hole.

All the stick flowers in the sky were sucked in at once, like falling snow under the scorching sun, melting away in an instant.

Even the Wuji stick in Mo Yi's hand was entangled in the Tai Chi diagram, unable to move forward or be pulled out.

Fang Muye's hand suddenly reversed its direction, and the Yin-Yang fish's rotation direction suddenly changed. The huge suction force suddenly turned into a huge repulsive force. Mo Yi was bounced out involuntarily, and the Wuji Stick also flew out of his hand and flew far away.

Fang Muye put his fingers together and the Wuji stick suddenly changed direction, whizzed past, and stabbed in front of Xiao Se.

"Watch out, don't let anyone take it away again."

Xiao Se hurriedly pulled up the Wuji stick and held it tightly in his hand.

"Almost." Fang Muye looked at Mo Yi and suddenly said.

Mo Yi was puzzled: "What do you mean almost done?"

Fang Muye smiled slightly: "I have already tried it out. In fact, you are not very strong. So, it's time to end it."

"Bastard!" Mo Yi roared, and with a move of his body, he instantly appeared in front of Fang Muye and punched him hard.

At this moment, Mo Yi had completely given up using Taoism and martial arts. He was like a street thug, using his purest fists, without any rules and at will.

He wanted to use all his strength to smash the disgusting face in front of him.

Fang Muye also gave up his techniques and met the attack with a punch.

There was a loud "bang" sound.

Both of them were shocked and stepped back, but immediately rushed towards each other with fists.

The speed is extremely fast and the power is extremely great.

For a moment, two figures were seen suddenly coming together and then separating, suddenly separating and then coming together, suddenly one was on top and suddenly one was on the left.

And then there was the sound of "bang, bang, bang" of fists hitting each other, one after another, like the sound of a huge bell, deafening.

And every time the sound was heard, the whole world seemed to tremble.

From time to time, a few mushroom-shaped cloud pillars would rise up into the sky in the waves of the sea of ​​clouds, then slowly fall and dissipate, turning into wisps of floating clouds.

Tang Lian stared at the sky with wide eyes and exclaimed: "What kind of duel is this!"

With his ability, he could no longer see the details of the duel between the two people in the sky, and he didn't know what words to use to describe this duel. In the end, all he said was this one sentence. Although there were no exaggerated words, it was enough to express his shock.

Xie Xuan asked Baili Dongjun: "Brother Baili, I just heard that you have also broken through the realm and entered the realm of Divine Wandering. May I ask, what does it mean to be so strong in the realm of Divine Wandering?"

Baili Dongjun rolled his eyes and snorted unhappily: "How should I know."

He had fought with Mo Yi before in an overseas fairy island in order to stop Mo Yi. Although it was brief, he also realized the gap between himself and Mo Yi, as if there was a ravine between them.

Watching the duel between Fang Muye and Mo Yi now, it seems that there is a gap between the two.

Mo Yi at this moment is just like himself back then.

As for the other people watching the game on the spot, they all felt that today was a real eye-opener.

First, two peerless sword immortals, the Lone Sword Immortal and the Angry Sword Immortal, came to ask for sword skills outside the imperial palace.

What followed was a battle between Fang Muye, who was in the Profound Realm of Divine Wandering, and Luo Qingyang, who was at the peak of the Half-Step Divine Wandering realm. Then Luo Qingyang entered the Divine Wandering realm. It was a pity that after Luo Qingyang entered the Divine Wandering realm, the two did not fight again.

Unexpectedly, less than half a day had passed, and two true masters of the Profound Divine Realm, the top-ranked Jia Moyi and the second-ranked Fang Muye, were fighting in the air.

You know, before this, there has never been a duel between two powerful people in the Divine Wandering Realm.

At this moment, an inexplicable awe arose in their eyes and hearts.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was another loud bang, several degrees louder than the previous one.

Then a white figure suddenly fell to the ground and landed heavily on the ground.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the earth shook violently, as if a dragon was turning over, and waves of soil rolled like tides, rushing towards the surroundings.

Everyone felt their feet were unstable and dust was flying over them, so they immediately used their body skills and martial arts to deal with it.

The entire Tianqi City, ten miles away, was also shaken a few times, and the officials and people in the city who were frightened by the battle between the immortals in the sky were even more panicked.

After a while, the smoke dispersed.

Mo Yi stood in a huge pit with his head down, his calves completely buried in the soil, his hair disheveled, his white robe stained with dust, and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Mo Yi was breathing heavily, his pupils seemed to be ignited in an instant, becoming red and hot, and the strange purple light in them flashed even more intensely.

He hadn't been this embarrassed for many years, and he hadn't bled for many years: "Hello, you're fine!"

Mo Yi's voice was dull and suppressed to the extreme. He stretched out his right palm and pressed down gently. However, the momentum was as if the Taoist god himself had come. The whole world began to vibrate, and then a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred.

It was clearly still evening, but suddenly the sunlight dimmed and the sky was filled with stars.

Qi Tianchen's pupils shrank: "Seeing the sky full of stars in broad daylight, the immortals will come to the world and destroy the heaven and earth."

Xiao Se frowned and said, "This is mentioned in the last chapter of the "Ancient Luo Scroll" about the destruction of the world. However, Master, isn't the "Ancient Luo Scroll" a fake book?"

Qi Tianchen shook his head and sighed: "Because it reveals the secrets of heaven, it is a fake book."

As they were talking, another bright moon rose in the sky.

"Not good." Qi Tianchen was shocked.

Baili Dongjun also shook his head: "It is indeed not good."

Ghost immortals are those who transcend the underworld. Their divine images are unknown, they have no names in the Ghost Gate, and the Three Mountains are nameless.

They are called immortals, but they are actually ghosts.

Instead of borrowing the power of the great way, he used treacherous and sinister forces.

When the moon rises, the yin energy in the world is at its strongest and the yang energy is at its weakest, and the power that ghosts and immortals can exert is also the strongest.

Mo Yi's appearance became terrifying, like a ghost, and his whole body suddenly became dark and gloomy, beyond the reach of the eyes.

His body slowly rose into the air, looking down at everyone, then raised his eyes to look at Fang Muye. His gaze was so cold, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Today, all of you will die." Mo Yi pointed to the sky and shouted.

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, blocking out the stars and the moon. A strong wind suddenly howled on the ground, blowing up wood and rocks.

There were gusts of cold wind, scraping the bones, and faint sounds of crying and howling. It was eerie and terrifying, as if the gates of hell had been opened and hundreds of ghosts were walking around the world.

Fang Muye looked at Mo Yi, whose appearance and temperament had changed drastically, and who looked like a demon. He shook his head and said, "You are obsessed with your ways and have gone astray. Mo Yi, you have completely fallen into the devil's way. Don't do anything against the will of heaven again."

Mo Yi raised his hands high, with an extremely arrogant look, and laughed loudly: "Three thousand great ways, all depend on human beings. What is heaven? I am heaven!"

"In that case, I will break your so-called heaven." Fang Muye said loudly.

"Today, I will be invincible in the world."

His tone was not arrogant, but every word he said was extremely arrogant.