"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

Ye Wutian's body of Thunder God was punched several times in a row with Ye Wuming's Yin Demon body, and several cracks suddenly cracked in the sky, and these cracks were intertwined, like a sky net.

After a fight, both sides stopped fighting again because they both realized that this kind of battle had no meaning at all.

"If this continues, I'm afraid the sky will collapse before you and I can decide the outcome." Ye Wuming said.

"What? Are you worried that the formation below will be destroyed and all your previous efforts will be wasted?" Ye Wutian sneered.

Ye Wuming said calmly: "If the formation is destroyed, the formations will not be spared. It is said that many of them are your favorites, right?"

Ye Wutian's face darkened. In fact, he was considering this, so he did not dare to use all his strength.

Ye Wuming said again: "In fact, you don't have to worry about the big array. The defensive magic array outside the big array is not so easy to destroy, let alone the distance is so far."

"Since that's the case, let's have something more exciting." As he said that, Ye Wutian quickly retracted all the lightning and lightning on his body, and then shouted: "Nine Heavens of Thunder!"

As the shout fell, Ye Wutian's body turned into a thick and long thunder. The thunder and lightning obviously merged with the power of the yang system, which was definitely not comparable to ordinary thunder and lightning.

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning shot towards Ye Wuming, leaving a dark mark wherever he passed.

Facing the thunder and lightning that was coming towards him, Ye Wuming's Yin Demon body raised the huge black fist as a hill and attacked him.

"Bang!"

With the explosion, the fist of the Yin Demon Evil's body was shattered and turned into wisps of black air, scattering everywhere. The lightning transformed by Ye Wutian also spread out young thunders, and the thunders and black air also left dark cracks wherever the thunders and black air passed.

As soon as the strike fell, Ye Wutian immediately launched the second strike. Compared with the first strike, the power of this second strike seemed to be even stronger.

Under a dull rumbling thunder, the lightning and the fist of the Yin Demon Evil Body collided again.

"boom!"

The entire sky vibrated with fluctuations visible to the naked eye. Although the impact fell at once, the rumbling sound was constantly resounding, as if the sky was crying and moaning in pain.

This blow undoubtedly caused a heavy blow to the world. A crack that radiated like a spider web exploded in the sky, and it was like a brilliantly blooming black firework.

Before the sky calmed down, the third time, the fourth time... the impact was continuous one after another, and the rumbling sound was like a bell, and the lingering sound was lingering.

Although Ye Wutian's speed is already at its limit, no matter how he attacks, he will be blocked by Ye Wuming. After all, Ye Wuming has been controlling the Nascent Soul for more than ten years, so he is naturally more skilled than Ye Wutian.

Realizing his flaws, Ye Wutian did not make any unnecessary attacks. He flashed a hundred meters away and showed up.

"What? Have you given up? I guess you also realize that you are not my opponent?" Ye Wuming said with a grim smile.

"Hmph! It's too early to be proud now!" Ye Wutian snorted coldly, then raised his hands to his chest, and stretched his fingers as fast as a comb, obviously using Nirvana fingering.

Ye Wuming did not take the opportunity to attack Ye Wutian. He stood there hanging, looking at Ye Wutian's behavior calmly.

After a while, Ye Wutian's Nirvana fingering was finally ready to be completed.

"Pan Nirvana Formation!" He raised his palm and slapped the air above his head.

I saw a hexagram totem of a palm-sized star, sparkling with a sparkling light, shot out from his palm.

The totem instantly escaped to a height of ten meters above the top of his head, and extended rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it stretched to hundreds of meters wide, covering Ye Wuming.

The Nirvana totem of this Nirvana array is much more complex than the totem of the small Nirvana array and the large Nirvana array, but the rough structure remains unchanged. The center is a "卍" pattern, with dazzling golden light blooming, and around it are layers of large and small apertures. These apertures rotate in different directions, and runes flow, shining brightly and extremely solemn.

At the moment the totem was formed, Ye Wutian felt that his soul was being quickly taken away. He quickly mobilized one of the Yuanji souls to provide for the totem needs.

The Nirvana totem quickly absorbed enough power. On the outermost aperture of the totem, a scene of spiritual light was poured out like a waterfall, falling to the ground, covering the entire altitude of 10,000 meters.

"This formation looks quite not simple." Ye Wuming nodded with appreciation. He was not panicked at all, obviously with full confidence.

"Don't try to escape, just die obediently!" Ye Wutian shouted coldly.

"Escape? Haha, you're joking. Although your formation is very powerful, it must be very power-consuming, right? Do you think you can kill me before the formation is exhausted?" Ye Wuming smiled disapprovingly.

"What do you think?" Ye Wutian said coldly, and after speaking, his figure had disappeared from the spot.

Before Ye Wuming could react, Ye Wutian had already appeared behind him, and the thunderous fist suddenly attacked Ye Wuming's back.

"Bang!"

The black aura on Ye Wuming's Yin Demon body suddenly trembled and almost dissipated. He quickly reacted and quickly turned around and rushed behind him.

However, when he turned around, Ye Wutian had already escaped and appeared in front of him, and punched him in the body.

"boom!"

The yin energy on Ye Wuming's body finally dissipated, and the Yin Demon body also disintegrated.

Although he was at a disadvantage, Ye Wuming still seemed very calm. "No wonder he had such confidence. It turned out that he had arranged the field."

"Just know." Ye Wutian appeared behind Ye Wuming and attacked him with his fist.

Ye Wuming supported a Yin Qi defense shield and rushed forward to dodge, but just after rushing out a few meters, he was pulled back to the original place.

"Bang!"

Ye Wutian's fist hit his defensive shield, and the defensive shield trembled violently.

"Since you know it's a realm, you should know that dodging is meaningless. Just die obediently." Ye Wutian said.

"Hmph! Do you think you can arrange the domain?" Ye Wuming smiled disdainfully and shouted: "Nether Ghost Domain!"

I saw countless yin energy surge out of his body, spreading in all directions, turning into skulls of all sizes, instantly covering a range of hundreds of meters.

This space is dark, with waves of howling ghosts and wolves coming and going, just like its name.

At this time, Ye Wutian had escaped behind Ye Wuming again and attacked him with a fist. However, Ye Wuming's figure disappeared in an instant, and appeared behind Ye Wutian the next moment, and Ye Wutian immediately escaped and fled.

In this way, the two fled around and played hide-and-seek in the overlapping areas of both sides, and it was difficult to decide the winner for a while.

The battle below had already stopped, and all the gangs of the Search Pavilion were wiped out, and the Yinhun and Thunderhun also stopped fighting. Everyone looked up at the sky quietly. The real victory and defeat would be decided between Ye Wutian and Ye Wuming.

After chasing for a long time, seeing that he could not do anything to the other party, Ye Wutian decisively escaped from the Netherworld Ghost Realm and put away the Nirvana Formation. After all, this formation was too mentally consuming. Even with the assistance of Yuanji's seven souls, it would be difficult to support it for too long.

Ye Wuming also put away the Netherworld Ghost Realm and laughed proudly: "Hahahaha, you can use all your methods."

Without saying a word, Ye Wutian took out the Yata mirror and injected pure yang spiritual power straight into it.

After absorbing the power, the Yata Mirror began to swallow up light from all directions again, and the surroundings gradually became darker.

Perhaps because he realized that the mirror on Ye Wutian's hand was not simple, Ye Wuming's expression became a little solemn. He quickly flashed and retreated a hundred meters, then raised his hands to form marks on his chest. As his ten fingers danced rapidly, thick black air tangled around his fingertips.

Not long after, the light within a radius of 1,000 meters was absorbed by the Yata Mirror, and the Yata Mirror was filled with dazzling light, but these lights did not dissipate, so they failed to illuminate the dark space around them.

Looking from the ground, you can only see an extremely huge black hole in the air, emitting an extremely depressing aura.

After a long time, a light finally bloomed in the center of the black hole, and this light shot towards Ye Wuming opposite at an extremely fast speed. Perhaps because of being in the darkness, the light seemed very dazzling and illuminated the entire black hole in an instant.

Just as the light hit, Ye Wuming's fingers stopped dancing. His middle fingers were stretched out, and the other four fingers bent to varying degrees, forming a strange gesture to point forward.

"Yin Ming Ghost Finger!"

A black light shot out from the fingertips of his middle finger, facing the white light shot forward. Soon, the black and white light collided in mid-air.

"Bang!"

A dark space crack hole spread from the impact point and quickly extended outward. The momentum was extremely terrifying, as if it was about to swallow the entire world.

Ye Wutian and Ye Wuming dodged behind one after another.

The crack hole spread a thousand meters wide before it calmed down, but the shock wave generated by the explosion affected the ground below ten thousand meters, and the powerful men used their defenses to resist.

After the storm, the whole world suddenly became quiet, and the silence was as quiet as death.

"Even if you use all your strength, you can't kill me." Ye Wuming said proudly.

"Stop being proud of yourself. Don't you still can't kill me?" Ye Wutian said coldly.

Ye Wuming sneered and said, "I just haven't used the strongest move yet, otherwise you would have died long ago. Of course, I also know that you can be reborn in Nirvana, but it seems that every time you are reborn, you have to pay a price?"

"You know a lot." Although Ye Wutian seemed very calm on the surface, he was actually exhausted. Because he had just refined Amaterasu's Nashin Soul, he had not had time to practice any yang system skills, so he naturally could not exert the maximum power of the yang system Nashin Soul.

"The time is almost over. I will give you another last chance. If you still want to struggle to death, I can only clear the portal. Even if you can be reborn in Nirvana, you cannot change your destiny. I don't mind killing you a few more times." Ye Wuming's face was filled with a hideous smile like a demon.
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