Chapter 2917

The sea of ​​clouds is rolling, and the breath of disaster is steaming.

As the Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations and the monk spoke, many people were confused.

Xiao Jian?

Who is this person?

And Wang Zhiwu and Lu Shi, two strong men who had participated in the battle of Dingdao, suddenly thought of one person.

That man, who looked like a scholar in simple long clothes, once conquered endless time and space alone, defeating many emperors of heaven!

But until the Battle of Dingdao ended, no one knew the origin of Xiao Jian and his relationship with Su Yi.

"Is Xiao Jian not dead?"

Lu Shi's heart trembled.

He clearly remembered that after the Battle of Dingdao ended, there was conclusive news that Xiao Jian was dead.

"Xiao Jian? Is this the real trump card of Fellow Daoist Su? It seems that those two old guys also know Xiao Jian."

Wang Zhiwu murmured in his heart.

He was holding the book of legend tightly in one hand, and had already grasped the last page of the book in the other hand, planning to use his biggest trump card without hesitation whenever Su Yi was in danger.

Above the sky, deep in the sea of ​​clouds.

Su Yi held the book of destiny in one hand and carried it on his back. He glanced at the Emperor and the monks, and couldn't help but smile: "You two haven't decided the winner yet. It seems that breaking the shackles of fate may not necessarily lead to the true meaning of fate." .”

The sound is like jade pendants ringing together, resounding throughout the world.

At this moment, he is Xiao Jian!

The monk clasped his hands together and sighed softly. The Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations frowned and said: "Are you really dead? It shouldn't be. Anyone who becomes a life official is like the master of fate. Even if the body dies and the path disappears, he can still steal a thread of destiny and live a second life from under the path. , why you

But there is only one mark left? "

Xiao Jian's eyes were calm and he said: "My original self has passed away, and the other me is right in front of you."

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations frowned and was about to say something.

Xiao Jian shook his head slightly, "No need to say more, since we have reached this point, it is not too late to decide the winner first and then reminisce about the past."

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations gave a long laugh, "Okay!"

He didn't see any movement. In the nearby sea of ​​clouds, countless tribulation lights suddenly appeared, evolving into dazzling tribulation thunders.

All of a sudden, the sky was filled with calamity light and thunder was rolling.

Behind the Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations, a deep and unpredictable abyss emerged. The abyss rotated like a whirlpool, exuding terrifying and boundless power.

The whole world seems to be in a doomsday disaster!

Lu Shi trembled all over, his knees became weak, his mood and soul were horribly suppressed, and he almost collapsed on the spot.

He has experienced many great catastrophes in his life. The most dangerous one was when he was split by a catastrophe, leaving only a trace of his soul.

But in comparison, the most dangerous disaster was far from what we saw before us.

Just one look and I feel deep despair!

At the same time, Wang Zhiwu and Lu Ping Demon Emperor did the same.

Relatively speaking, God Owl Demon Ancestor is better.

But his face was extremely solemn, and his back felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The power of the Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations is simply too terrifying!

In the sea of ​​clouds, the monk waved his sleeves and robes.

Suddenly, a vast Buddha's light shone, separating the heaven from the earth, and also the power of the Emperor of All Calamities.

Immediately, Wang Zhiwu, Lu Shi and others gasped for breath as if they were about to be rescued from drowning, and their brows and eyes were full of horror.

And when I looked at the sky, I could only see some blurry scenes because of the obstruction of the vast Buddha's light, but I couldn't see clearly.

"go!"

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations raised his right arm, like a king pointing out the country.

The rolling calamity thunder suddenly turned into countless spears, tearing apart time and space, and headed towards Xiao Jian.

Fighting against it is like fighting against a real doomsday catastrophe.

Xiao Jian waved his sleeves without even looking.

boom!

A Tao sword condensed by the power of divine punishment roared out, Xiao Jian grabbed it and killed it forward.

His demeanor was calm and unrestrained, and he swung his Dao sword at will to defeat the rolling thunder of calamity.

Extremely easy.

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations raised his eyebrows and suddenly took a step forward, holding his hands empty.

The great abyss behind him suddenly rose into the air, and was held by the Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations with both hands, and smashed towards Xiao Jian.

boom--!

The abyss was deep and dark, surging with the power of calamity boiling like molten lava. Countless rules of order were intertwined in it. As it fell, it was like a black hole formed by endless calamity.

Xiao Jian did not retreat but advanced. The Dao sword in his hand suddenly made a strange sword roar and slashed forward.

The moment the sword was struck, the world suddenly darkened, and a large ruins flew across the sky along with the sword energy.

The great ruins are steaming with chaos, the power of rules surges, and countless cages of fate emerge in the deepest part of the great ruins.

It’s the Heavenly Punishment Ruins!

If we say that the great abyss of the Emperor of Ten Thousand Calamities is the origin of all disasters and calamities.

Then Xiao Jian's sword is like a judgment from fate, like a divine punishment against fate and fate!

When Dayuan and Dayu collide.

Suddenly, the depths of the sky suddenly became turbulent and became violent and boundless. The surging power of disaster and divine punishment raged like a hurricane, and the sky was shaking.

Before all this was over, Xiao Jian let out a long laugh and stepped forward. With every step he took, a sword energy rose up.

The sword energy is like the torrent of destiny, creating a sword light like waves.

As Xiao Jian stepped forward, streaks of sword energy rose up, and sword lights like waves of fate filled the sky.

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations did not give in. His figure seemed to turn into a black hole and an abyss, with thousands of tribulations of light escaping from his body, and he took the initiative to attack.

In an instant, the two had fought a thousand times.

Countless sword lights dissipated.

There are also countless calamities withered.

The speed was so fast that it seemed to break time and space.

The God Owl Demon Ancestor could barely see this scene, but he could not see through the mystery. However, he knew in his heart that if it were him, he would definitely lose in this moment of confrontation.

No, it is death!

Whether it is Xiao Jian or the Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations, the power they use has obviously exceeded the scope of the Emperor of Heaven, and they are no longer shackles of fate, so they present a supreme feeling of "no taboos"!

The two of them are like the supreme beings in their respective spiritual realms, the incarnation of the supreme, the ancestors of one lineage, which is incredible.

After a moment.

boom!

A wave of sword light struck the Emperor of All Tribulations, causing his figure to stumble and many cracks to appear.

Almost at the same time, wisps of calamity light wrapped around Xiao Jian's body like maggots attached to bones, causing many traces of disorder in his aura.

"Fortunately, it's not your true self, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with fellow Taoist Wanjie."

Xiao Jian spoke.

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations said calmly: "You should feel lucky. If I were here, the power of your mark would have disappeared long ago."

Xiao Jian laughed, "Monk, don't look at me, come together!"

In the distance, a monk in old robes sighed: "This is not fair to you."

"Stop talking nonsense and have fun!"

Xiao Jian laughed and scolded, "Don't let others think that you just want to sit on the sidelines and reap the benefits!"

The monk was startled, nodded and said, "My fellow Taoist, this is a very good thing!"

The next moment, the monk took one step forward and came to the battlefield.

As his tall and thin figure stood firm, his whole body glowed with immeasurable light.

The dazzling Buddha fire covers the sky and the sun.

Bursts of Sanskrit sounds echoed between heaven and earth.

This monk with dark skin and a resolute face seemed to suddenly turn into the brightest and vastest light in the world.

Its majesty is magnificent and its body is immeasurable. It is more sacred than the Buddha worshiped in the Pure Land of Buddhism. It is obvious that I am the only one in heaven and earth.

Then the monk raised the black jade ruler in his hand to attack.

At this moment, Emperor Wanjie and Xiao Jian also moved together in unison.

All of a sudden, it was like three supreme giants fighting against each other, shattering the sky, causing chaos in the void and the collapse of the avenue.

Sword light lasing.

The calamity light rolled over.

Buddha's light shines everywhere.

Three completely different avenues, three existences that have already become incredibly powerful, are fighting fiercely at this moment to resolve a grudge that has lasted for eternity.

This grudge was originally caused by the fate book.

At this moment, it will also come to an end due to the destiny book.

No matter it was the Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations, the monks, or Xiao Jian, they all showed no mercy in the fight.

No concessions!

This is a battle between avenues.

It is also a grudge that must determine success or failure!

On the earth, everyone was not affected, but it was difficult to see the battle taking place under the sky.

But because of this, everyone was shocked and stunned.

Any of these people here can be called a peerless presence on the road.

Especially the God Owl Demon Ancestor is even comparable to the Emperor of Heaven.

But at this time, no matter who it was, everyone felt a deep sense of fear, fear, and insignificance.

There is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

It's a silly saying, but it's an unbreakable truth from ancient times to the present.

Who is the peak on the avenue?

Who dares to claim to be invincible, and who dares to claim to be invincible?

The higher one's Taoism is, the clearer one thing becomes. In this world, everyone is a frog in the well!

Just a few blinks.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the whole world trembled.

The sky seems to be overturned.

The three figures who were fighting fiercely suddenly separated at this moment.

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations has disheveled hair and his body is covered with sword marks.

The monk was the same as before, but the Brahma light and Buddha fire that spread all over his body was much dimmed.

Xiao Jian borrowed Su Yi's Dao body, but the power of his mark had become chaotic, and there were faint signs of being completely damaged and withered.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, if you lend me the Book of Life, this battle will be divided into defeat and defeat. If you continue to fight, this remaining mark will be destroyed."

The monk said.

Xiao Jian shook his head, "No matter who I lend my life book to, it's not fair or pleasant. The most important thing is..."

A hint of helplessness appeared on his lips, "The life book has not been mine for a long time. I can't lend it out."

The Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations said expressionlessly: "Since it doesn't belong to you, why do you have to stand out?"

Xiao Jian narrowly winked and said with a smile, "Because... Su Yi is another me! How can I not help myself?"

Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations: "..."

Monk: "..."

He said before that he couldn't borrow it if he didn't belong to him, but now he said that Su Yi was his other self, so he naturally wanted to help him. Xiao Jian was still the same as before... boring!

Taking a deep breath, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations said, "The monk is right. If you do it again, your mark will be destroyed, and you have no chance of winning, so why are you so stubborn?"

The monk also looked at Xiao Jian.

He and the Emperor of Ten Thousand Tribulations join forces, which is a sure-win situation.

Even if Xiao Jian tried his best, he was destined to have no chance to change.

"wrong!"

Xiao Jian's eyes were bright and he said calmly, "I will win this battle!"

The sound is still echoing. In Su Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, the Nine Hell Sword trembled, and the Taoist power belonging to Xiao Jian seemed to be awakened at this moment!