My practice narration is weird

Nine Realms Heavenly Hub.

The pinnacle of cultivation.

The huge aura mixed with some spiritual energy condensed in the dark night sky, turning into a huge vortex, sweeping everything around.

The bright moonlight turned into a blur at this moment, as if even the light was shattered.

In Tianlan City, fifty miles away, the seven-tailed fox was hanging high in the sky, no longer caring about the frightened eyes of others and releasing its true body, and its powerful aura tightly protected this city.

Countless tables, chairs and sundries placed on the street were still swept up by the fierce wind and blown into the sky.

In the imperial city far away at the other end of Da Yan, Li Su climbed up the gate tower, his eyes were no longer sleepy, and he stared at the strange phenomenon in the sky in the distance.

The other figures in the sky also avoided it at this moment, and there was no more sneer in their eyes, but a solemn look.

"It's serious..."

And all this is just the magical power of the Nine Realms.

Shen Shang raised his arms high, as if he was holding a thousand pounds, looking at the "monster" under his feet who was knocked down again and again, but could always get up and rush over, with a strong fierceness in his eyes.

The opponent could not defeat him, but he spent so much time and still could not kill the opponent.

[Adaptation] + [No Limit] + [Ghost] + [No Human Form] + [Rebirth of Flesh and Blood]

Because he was too afraid of pain, Ye Wuyou chose to max out the defense.

But Shen Shang didn't know all this.

He just felt that the current situation had made him lose face.

At this moment, he no longer cared about his own consumption. Even if he was rejected in this world and his spiritual energy could not be replenished, he forcibly used his remaining spiritual energy and displayed his magical power.

This is a real magical power.

"Smash it for me!"

Accompanied by a crazy roar, Shen Shang's hands suddenly dropped down, and the vortex in the sky fell down with a bang.

This magical power will definitely make the monster's body disappear.

But...

Shang's eyes were slightly startled.

In his sight, the monster's hands were in front of him, and he actually formed a seal.

Can this ghost thing also use magical powers? Didn't it just keep punching?

Only then did Shan Shang remember that this monster was actually a young man holding a knife at first, but that appearance was far less impressive than the current 'monster' left him.

But use magical powers?

It's ridiculous.

How can people in later generations comprehend their powerful magical powers?

There is a gap between ancient and modern cultivation. Even if some people in later generations have cultivated to the ninth realm, they have not learned magical powers as powerful as theirs.

"No matter what magical power you use, there is only one end!"

The vortex swept and covered the body of the monster in an instant.

A heavy voice like a rock sounded, extremely difficult, but exuding the vastness of time.

"Burning the sky."

[Magic Power·Burning the sky]

The unique skill of Pulao to see the family background in the past.

One magical power destroyed the entire Beiyuan.

Ye Wuyou was very envious, but even though he had reached the peak of the sixth realm and could easily fight in the Dao Realm, when he wanted to imitate, he found that he had no power to use this magical power.

Now he has entered the seventh realm.

But he can finally use it.

A flash of fire lit up from the center of the vortex.

But it was swept and shattered in an instant.

The moment it was shattered.

The whole vortex was like being ignited, with raging flames.

The wind helped the fire, and the scene created this time was more violent than the previous Pulao style of burning the sky.

From a distance, this was no longer Cang Shang's magical power, but Ye Wuyou's burning sky.

Cang Shang showed horror in his eyes, and chose to retreat for the first time.

"Crazy, crazy, how could he have this magical power, and he himself was also in it, destined to be affected, how could he escape!"

The two magical powers overlapped, but both sides lost control.

The power was even greater.

This vortex of fire that was enough to destroy everything suddenly exploded in the strange domain.

In the dark night, a mushroom cloud that could be clearly seen even from a distance of hundreds or thousands of miles emerged in the misty mountains.

Even though Shen Shang tried his best to dodge and retreat early, he was still affected. His body was attached to the flames, and he cried out in pain. He struggled to move higher and farther away, and finally ran to a safe place with his whole body charred.

Then he looked up at the other figures.

Some of them ran farther than him and were looking at him from afar. One of them said.

"Are you okay?"

Shen Shang, who was charred and smelled of meat, was silent for a while, took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth.     "It's okay, it's very good."

He finally calmed down and looked forward, looking at the mountains of the past.

The earth burned, the trees died, the rocks collapsed, and the layers of mountains were almost crushed to the ground at this moment.

It was truly a terrifying power.

Even Cang Shang, even though the other figures were all in the ninth realm, showed a touch of shock in their eyes.

After all, they hadn't seen such a scene for a long time.

In order to preserve the few remaining spiritual energy, no one dared to use it indiscriminately. Such a powerful magical power only existed in their ancient and vague memories.

But this terrifying scene only ended at the edge of the Yunwu Mountains, of course, if that could still be called a mountain range.

"That's the edge of the Weird Domain, did the Weird Domain block the spread of all this..."

Otherwise, the former Pulao's magical power completely destroyed Beiyuan, and Ye Wuyou's superposition of this power was only as powerful as Burning Heaven.

Destroying half of the Great Flame is not a problem.

Shang looked gloomy and angrily said.

"That strange domain is still there. As expected, these ghost things are difficult to destroy no matter how powerful their magical powers are."

But...

Is it over?

What about the Lord of Luohe? What about the Supreme Bone extracted from Luo Qinghan? What about the Taoist lineage?

They all turned to ashes.

"Shang, my xxx, look at what you have done. Now you have nothing."

A curse that was almost broken came from the sky.

Cang Shang couldn't hold his face, clenched his fists, and cursed back directly.

"If you can do it, you can do it. You were a coward at the beginning, and now you blame me?"

The argument did not last long.

Because someone mentioned this at this moment.

"Stop arguing, the monster doesn't seem to be dead..."

"Not dead, how is it possible?"

Shang looked gloomy and looked into the strange domain.

But he saw a figure slowly crawling out of the scorched earth.

The dark figure and the scorched earth almost merged into one, and no one noticed it at first.

Ye Wuyou, who was as big as a hill, stood up slowly. Although he was injured, it was much lighter than before.

[Adaptation]

The same magical power could not destroy Ye Wuyou in one blow, and it was impossible to do it the second time.

Ye Wuyou had [adapted] to Burning Heaven.

The dark figure stood in the same place at this moment, and his figure seemed a little stiff. A crack slowly appeared on the dead armor surface.

Ye Wuyou opened his mouth.

He spit out several figures covered with mucus and blood.

Under [Burning Heaven], no one except Ye Wuyou could survive. Luo Qinghan and Lu Caiwei could never resist this magical power.

So Ye Wuyou swallowed them into his stomach.

"Ye Wuyou, you are now..."

The voice was torn by the wind behind him and became unclear.

But Ye Wuyou had already taken a step forward, the black crow feathers behind him fluttered, and he went towards the dull-looking Cang Shang in the sky.

His pupils flashed a scarlet light on the armor.

With a sneer, Ye Wuyou's figure gradually enlarged in Cang Shang's eyes.

Cang Shang immediately formed a seal with his hands, and his aura was running wild, but he was much weaker than before.

But he was stunned for a moment, and a look of hesitation and confusion flashed in his eyes.

If this can't kill him, what kind of magical power should he use?

In a trance, Ye Wuyou, who had not yet arrived in front of him, had already turned into a residual image and disappeared, and the iron fist that was bigger than his body had already fallen on him.

Cang Shang's figure was repelled by Ye Wuyou for the first time, and he felt dizzy, but he was in the ninth realm after all, and he adjusted himself again in a breath.

With a backhanded magical power, Ye Wuyou was repelled. Shen Shang gasped for breath, staring at Ye Wuyou with deep hatred.

What was just... an illusion?

I was actually hit by such a low-level magical power?

Ye Wuyou's figure stood still in the air again, and the broken black armor was restored to its original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In Shen Shang's eyes, the extremely strange and difficult voice came out of the monster's mouth, with a strong smile, and kept echoing in the air.

"No tricks?"

Ye Wuyou clenched his fists, and the pupils on the armor surface became even scarlet.

"Then it's my turn!" (End of this chapter)