Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 471: Life and death struggle.

The two were completely at odds with each other, and there was nothing to hesitate about. The two collided and attacked each other crazily, and the stream of light illuminated the entire world.

"Boom!"

Weasel took action, and the Ding Qin Sword in his hand bloomed with brilliant luster, filling the sky and the earth, and even the surrounding space was constantly shattering and collapsing.

'clang! ’

However, something shocking happened. At this most critical moment, the old man took action. One of his fingers was brilliant and brilliant, emitting the most dazzling light. His finger was crystal clear and seemed to turn into a swallowing sky. The bird looked like it was flying sideways, and hit the Ding Qin sword in the weasel's hand head-on, making a violent collision sound.

With the help of this power, he continued to retreat, take off, and rush into the sky.

The weasel also has its pupils contracted.

His current strength and physical body have reached the extreme. With the help of Nuwa's scroll, he has reached the strongest level. But now, when the opponent hits him with his fingers and collides with him, it actually kills its tiger's mouth. It was shaking so hard that even his arm was about to break, and the flesh and blood inside shattered into large pieces.

What's happening here?
Why did this old man's strength suddenly become so much stronger? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible. They had obviously suppressed him, relying on the ancient power to make him retreat in a panic after beating him continuously, but why did he get stronger and stronger as he fought? More powerful?
Logically speaking, the runes on the bones should not have completely failed!
In the face of all this, in the face of this attack, the old man's breath became stronger. His wounds were constantly healing and recovering, and the breath and breath flowing between his mouth and nose also became stronger in advance.

But the weasel's body is no joke. With the help of Nuwa, his body has become hard and powerful to an almost unimaginable degree.

"Haha," the old man said with a sneer: "Do you really think that I am very old or that my years are very long? You are wrong. The Sky Swallowing Bird clan itself is a long-lived creature. When I was next in office, It should be the age when I am most mature, and during the ancient war between immortals, I once received a magical elixir from Master Taibai Jinxing, which greatly enhanced my life. "

"It's really hard to deal with."

Although his appearance was extremely old, his skin was actually extremely loose, but his whole person also became dangerous. Various brilliant runes continued to spread and blend, eventually making him extremely dazzling.

With a sigh, the weasel raised his head, his eyes shining brightly: "The previous attack was just a test. Are you using my hands to refine the elixir?"

His true body is constantly moving and turning between these phantoms. It can be said that each one is his entity, and each one has 100% of his power.

As the immortal soul spoke, the aura on his body became larger and more powerful.

In the battle between masters, there is simply not so much time to think.

At this moment, the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth spread around these shadows, and the fire cracked the sky.

Rumble!
His eyes seemed to have a special magical power. Just by opening them, the space in front of him continued to twist, change, and break, and finally turned into layers of walls, blocking the weasel.

Faced with the complete obstruction in these spaces, he rushed forward, and his body was like a cannonball, directly penetrating through all the spatial obstructions and rushing out.

"What's the use of escaping now that things have come to this? Come and fight me. Anyway, in the end you will just die in my hands."

When the Sky-Swallowing Bird saw this scene, he naturally understood what was going on in the Weasel's mind. It was impossible to let him escape so easily, so almost immediately, he chased after him, and as soon as his eyes opened and closed, his energy burst out!

After all, the gap between the two is too big. This old man is much stronger than the average immortal. Although he is at the immortal level, in fact, regardless of his combat experience or other , are far beyond this realm.

Just as the weasel was sorting out all this, the soul of the immortal in the distance instantly rioted, spreading thousands of blurry shadows around him. This was not some magical power, but his own extremely high power. Speed ​​is condensed.

"Coupled with my absorption and devouring in the land of reincarnation of the ancient human race, my cultivation has been enhanced a lot, but to be honest, many of the talents and powers are still not fully integrated with me."

"It's not about elixirs, but also various talents." The old man chuckled, but there was no smile in his eyes. Instead, he was indifferent and ruthless: "But I am old and my courage has become smaller. If I was in the past, , I wouldn’t, but right now, it’s the best choice.”

"But now, during the battle with you, these talents have been integrated with me and have been completely used for my use."

Hearing this, the weasel took a deep breath, becoming more cautious and solemn in his heart.

The Weasel frowned and did not hesitate. He kept retreating and evacuating, keeping a safe distance for a period of time. Faced with all this, the Weasel sighed in his heart. Sure enough, facing this level of power, Otherwise, any weird means will not have much effect. The only means is a frontal attack.

Feeling that the weasel was not foolish enough to fight head-on in this scene, he turned around and ran away without saying a word. He realized that the opponent's method could not sustain him for too long. Such high-speed movement was destined to consume too much of his physical strength. As long as he could not support it, he would It is possible to launch a counterattack.

The immortal soul behind him spoke indifferently.

His back was shaking violently, and four brilliant golden wings appeared in the high sky. They were endless, and the sharp cold light shattered the sky and cut off the sky. A chaotic sword energy swept across the world, and countless feathers fell here as if they were free, collapsing large areas of the sky.

Faced with these attacks, the weasel immediately chose to dodge.

When he was dodging, the ground was hit by those feathers, and everything was melting and collapsing.

It was obvious that these feathers were not pure entities. They contained an unknown amount of energy. Once they were hit, they would inevitably collapse. Even with the scroll of Nuwa, it would be difficult for him to resist.

The weasel was constantly trying to fight back while avoiding it, but now the immortal soul behind him had shown his true state. There was no doubt that all of his body's peak levels had been restored.

Facing his attack, the immortal soul directly condensed a large ray of light and blocked it. Even if it occasionally penetrated his body, it would soon be polished and restored by the golden flames. On his body, everything was dancing with golden light, as if his whole body was boiling.

"You are so ignorant. Do you really think you are the only one in this world who has a magic weapon? Come on, young man, let's see my magic weapon."

The immortal soul laughed loudly. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of ancient lightning. The lightning kept spinning and circling, and the surrounding space continued to collapse and shatter.

After looking carefully, he discovered that it was actually a small golden hammer, sweeping out, cracking the sky, lightning and flint, as if the space was constantly collapsing and shattering in front of him. He transcended everything and directly transformed. He made a brilliant straight line and headed towards the weasel to kill him.

Seeing this scene, the weasel's pupils shrank, and he realized that this was definitely not an ordinary attack. The power of thunder emanating from this small hammer was even more terrifying than the legendary catastrophe. This must have been a great thing in ancient times. A famous magic weapon.

Lightning struck down, and the most important thing was that its speed was terrifying to the extreme, almost reaching the extreme speed realm.

Just die here!
The immortal soul roared, and endless lightnings all glowed and boiled here. Along with the mighty thunder, this lightning hammer hit the scroll of Nuwa Empress on the spot.
Although this lightning hammer is powerful, it is definitely useless against the scroll of Nuwa Empress. With ease, the scroll of Nuwa Empress emits an auspicious golden light, blocking his attack and knocking it away. go out.

But at the same time, he also temporarily relieved the help of the Nuwa Empress' scroll to the weasel, and the connection between them began to collapse and crack. Feeling this scene, the weasel suddenly panicked.

Now the biggest asset he can use to fight against this immortal is that the scroll of Nuwa is above his head, constantly floating, constantly providing him with energy, and now this energy has been cut off, even if it is only for a moment. , but it’s scary enough!

Oops!

Rumbling, endless thunder fell from the sky. Although the small hammer was bounced away, his lightning still existed. It fell to the earth and hit the weasel on the head on the spot. , causing him to tremble violently and vomit blood from his mouth. The weasel looked stern. He was seriously injured by this blow, which was even more terrifying than all the previous battles combined.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the small golden hammer in the distance, his expression turned extremely ugly.

This little hammer is definitely a magical weapon.

"Break it to pieces!"

The weasel roared wildly, and behind him there were endless lightning and ocean waves, in which the vast thunder condensed into a real dragon.

His tail was too huge in the vast ocean of laws, and no one knew how many miles it extended. The space around him was constantly stacking, but his true body could not be revealed. He soared into the sky with endless black lightning, opened his big mouth and bit towards the small hammer.

The black lightning releases the power of yin and yang, which is endless, and the cold breath rushes towards the face. This is specifically designed to target that hammer by the weasel!

This hammer possesses the supreme and yang thunder power, so it uses feminine lightning to collide with it.

There was a loud bang, and two bolts of lightning collided with each other in the black ocean high in the sky. The two burst out with dazzling light. This place was like the stars in the universe exploding, and the thunder from the sky stirred up the endless fire on the earth.

The shock wave spreading from this place was so terrifying that it could hardly be described in words. The weasel barely managed to hold on here for a few seconds, and was blown away on the spot.

Although he now has the protection of Nuwa's scroll, which can temporarily increase his combat power, the fundamental strength gap between the two sides is too huge and difficult to bridge. If he continues to fight, he will definitely die without a whole body.

The little golden hammer was seriously injured, spinning around, and returned to the hand of the immortal soul, but he was sneering, because his physical strength was strong enough, and the previous collision was not a problem for him. It's not a big injury.

"Now that the matter has come to this, if you don't let it go without restraint, you may end up with a corpse.*
The soul of the immortal sneered and spoke, stretching out a big hand, and the power of space and time filled his palm again.

This is a legendary magical power. The world is in the palm of your hand. Each finger is as long as billions of miles. If you are caught in the palm of your hand, you are destined to die.

The Weasel God is extremely dignified. This method would be fine if it were a person of the same realm, but the person who took action was an old fox, so even a weasel must not be dignified.

Suddenly, his face changed wildly, and he moved left and right to avoid it, but in the end his speed was still too slow and it was difficult to escape from this world. He had to fight hard and go all out.

"Break it to pieces!"

With a roar, all kinds of magic weapons appeared behind the weasel. The golden light was majestic, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth collided together, the infinite stream of light exploded and blended with each other. There was even the energy of chaos in it, and drizzle filled the air.

Seeing this scene, the opponent's immortal soul's pupils shrank, and he sensed something was wrong. He immediately increased his strength and wanted to completely suppress him here, but soon a crack appeared in the universe in his palm.

The weasel roared and strode out unexpectedly to get away from it all.

"It is indeed a good magic weapon. It is such a pity that all kinds of precious items have fallen into your hands. If I get it, my combat power will increase countless times."

The pupils of this immortal's soul exuded dazzling light, and he was more and more eager for the various magic weapons on the weasel's body, and his eyes were extremely fiery.

In the next period of time, the two fought together again, impacting and moving quickly on the endless mountains, fighting from one battlefield to another area. This kind of fierceness was extremely intense.

The weasel gasped and breathed in the picture of Nuwa above his head, constantly injecting the breath of life into it. Each of these breaths of life carried huge power, enough to support his recovery, otherwise he would have been unable to support it.

(End of this chapter)