"You are a little too arrogant. Don't think that you can escape the life of a dog after the Human Emperor's Daozhuan Zhi, and think that you can compete with me. I don't know what gave you confidence, but no matter what, the ending will not change." The monk of the People's Cultivation showed anger on his face. As a genius disciple of the People's Cultivation, he was respected by thousands of people in the church. He had never encountered such a person who disrespects him. In his eyes, Qin Yun was no different from the dead.

"I'll ask your name again, I don't want you to be a nameless ghost." Qin Yun asked the other party's name again.

"I said you are not qualified to ask me for my name, boy, die." The realm of the Human Cultivator containing the Human Emperor's Dao Slaying Art was unfolded again. This time he would inevitably destroy Qin Yun's realm and make him truly a useless person.

Qin Yun snorted coldly, and released his realm and met the realm of the People's Cultivator. Two completely different realms collided and burst out with amazing momentum. Everyone looked at it. Even though the wind on this mountain had stopped, the two of them were still windless, as if there was an invisible force on their bodies that kept the clothes flying.

Boom, this time, the two of them fell into a dull state at the same time. The two of them entered the realm together and fought with their own understanding of the Tao.

Some embellishments are unwilling to fight with realms in their entire lives because the battle of realms is extremely dangerous.

If the battle between two monks is compared to the battle between two mortal generals, then their cultivation is their own strength, the magic weapon is the sword in the hands of two people, and the spiritual consciousness is the will and mental state of both sides. What is the realm? The realm is like momentum. The stronger the momentum, the greater the chance of defeating the other party.

The same is true for cultivators. Cultivation, spiritual consciousness, magic weapons, and realms are indispensable. The battle of realms is a battle of momentum, but it is just more dangerous.

In the realm, the two created an ancient battlefield. The autumn wind was bleak and the grass was withered and yellow. Among the two, there was a clear dividing line. On one side of the dividing line was a white world, and on the other side was a golden world.

Qin Yun and the monks of the People's Cult are confronting each other on both sides of the dividing line.

"I really don't understand how you escaped my Human Emperor's Daojue and killed it, but it doesn't matter, you can't escape this time." The Cultivator raised his hands, and a giant mountain in the white world behind him rose from the ground, flew towards Qin Yun's golden world at a speed that ordinary people could imagine, and smashed him hard.

Qin Yun was not willing to be outdone, so he snapped his fingers with his right hand. A larger giant mountain behind him also rose from the ground, carrying the soil under the rocks and collided with the flying giant mountain.

There was a loud bang, and some flying flew, and the two mountains collided into debris at the same time. At this moment, Qin Yun snapped his fingers again, and a black whirlwind suddenly blew in the golden world, sweeping all the gravel into the sky, forming a stone chip tornado.

Swish, swish, swish, the gravel flew out of the tornado was like a cannonball, smashing at the monks of the People's Cult at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch.

The cultivator of the People's Cult dodge quickly, and every piece of gravel had unpredictable power. He didn't dare to take it head-on, and he was also extremely surprised when Qin Yun's realm became so high.

Bang bang bang bang, about hundreds of gravel hit the white world, each of which brought a piece of dust, and deep pits were blown out on the ground.

The monks of the People's Cultivation pointed with their hands, and a yellow earth dragon suddenly flew out from the ground, his teeth cracked and scratched, with a ferocious look, wishing that he could swallow Qin Yun in the distance into his stomach in one mouthful. The earth dragon flew in the air, and smoke and dust filled the sky, covering the sun, and even the golden sun in the sky was blinded by the smoke and dust.

The expression on Qin Yun's face was still calm, as if the earth dragon was just a day's dust, and it could be blown all with just a slight blow.

The earth dragon swallowed Qin Yun in one mouthful. Qin Yun was not anxious or impatient, and gently pointed to a big river in the distance. The river immediately boiled, and a water dragon jumped up, entangled with the earth dragon with the loud sound of the water waves.

Once the earth dragon encounters water, it can no longer maintain its shape and turns into a huge mud ball and falls down.

"I dare to embarrass people here with a small trick." While fighting, Qin Yun did not forget to mock the other party and disturb his mind.

Sure enough, repeated setbacks made the monk furious. He pointed to the white sun in the sky, and the white sun's light gradually converged and turned into a huge eagle. From a distance, this eagle is comparable to Kunpeng, with its wings stretching to cover the sky and the sun. If there is a sun in the sky, a huge shadow will fall on the ground.

"I have to say it a few times before you can understand that these sub-schemings of the worms cannot defeat my current realm."

Qin Yun stretched out his hand and a crescent moon in the sky turned into a stream of light and fell into Qin Yun's hand. The golden light converged and suddenly turned into a golden bow and arrow.

The golden sun set in the sky and fell into Qin Yun's hand. The golden light converged and turned into a golden arrow.

Qin Yun bent his bow and arrow, pulled back with a fierce look, and the bow was full of the moon. With a soothing sound, a golden light headed straight for the eagle.

Almost the moment Qin Yun let go of the bowstring, the eagle in the sky was pierced and fell crookedly from the sky to the ground. Another loud bang, and the splashed dust covered the eagle's corpse.

In the battle of realm, before the time of a cup of tea was reached, the monks of the People's Cultivation were repeatedly frustrated, and the anger in his heart had already broken through his limits.

"Okay, okay." The three good words fully reflect all the expressions on his face. "I underestimated you, but if you anger me, you should know what the outcome will be."

"The Human Emperor's Dao Jue." As soon as the words fell, the white world behind the monks of the People's Cultivation continued to condense, and all the mountains, rivers and rivers disappeared. And in his hands, an unpredictable weapon was condensing and forming. "It was you who forced me. I didn't want to use this move, but your repeated provocations made my patience reach the limit. Then only if you die can you calm the anger in my heart. Look at the origin of the Human Emperor's Dao Jue."

At this moment, Qin Yun's expression became solemn. The way of origin is to condense the Tao understood in the realm. This source is the core of the realm. It is like a human soul. Once the origin dissipates, the realm will collapse immediately, and may even endanger your life.

The original way can no longer be resisted by realm. Qin Yun waved his hand, and the golden world behind him began to condense and dissipate, forming a golden weapon in his hand.

In the end, the weapons of the People's Cultivator were first condensed. A white big knife was held in his hand. At a glance, it was about a hundred feet long, which was more than dozens of times larger than his entire body.

"Die." The monk of the People's Cultivation held a giant sword and slashed hard at Qin Yun with an unparalleled power. The power was like Pangu opening the sky, and the sky collapsed and the earth was not enough to describe it.
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