1924: C1924 My path

C1924 My path

Yuan Mo thought about it for a long time, but was unable to understand why he lost. In the picture, he lost in an extremely bizarre manner, as it was clear that he and Ye Tianze were equally matched.

He suddenly looked at Ye Tianze, wanting to get the answer from him, so he asked: "Why would I lose?"

"The current you, will lose even more miserably!" Ye Tianze said.

Yuan Mo's expression changed, and he raised his head to look at the death will, a little fearful. Ye Tianze saw through his thoughts, and said, "Don't worry, I won't use the death will to devour your will."

Just then, Yuan Mo left Ye Tianze's sea of consciousness. Inside Martial Arts Stadium, he slowly opened his eyes, raised his stick, and threw it towards Ye Tianze.

This scene shocked all of the expert present, but they also heaved a sigh of relief.

"He won, Yuan Mo won in the end!"

Even if Ye Tianze managed to recover, he would be severely injured. This kind of wound would make Ye Tianze's willpower disappear.

Furthermore, Ye Tianze had recovered first and killed Stable Vajra immediately, which gave them the illusion that whoever woke up first would win the battle with the primordial spirit!

However, as the stick fell, a "clang" sound was heard, causing all of the cultivator present to change their expressions greatly.

"What's going on!"

All the cultivator s saw that Ye Tianze's blade had firmly caught Yuan Mo's stick, but he did not seem to receive any kind of injury.

"Could it be that, the battle of primordial spirit between the two sides, was actually unable to determine victory or defeat?"

The following battle made them acknowledge this conjecture. The two once again clashed. Before this happened, they were evenly matched.

No one knew when this battle would end, or how long it would take for their elemental energy to run out.

However, at this time, someone suddenly discovered that Yuan Mo's body had changed. The golden millihair, was slowly turning black.

On top of the millihair, a black baleful qi appeared. Yuan Mo's eyes were no longer gold, they had started to turn blood-red.

"He finally used his strongest power!"

said to himself.

Only he knew that Yuan Mo's true strength was not in his golden form, but in his demonic monkey form that looked like a madman.

The black colored baleful qi enveloped Yuan Mo and his strength and speed suddenly doubled. In an instant, he had suppressed Ye Tianze.

He transformed into millions of forms and attacked Ye Tianze from all different angles, almost completely engulfing him within. Everyone could only see a ball of black shadow enveloping the entire Martial Arts Stadium.

But Ye Tianze had completely disappeared, and no longer had his strength anymore. The only thing that could be heard was the constant sounds of collisions, which told them that Ye Tianze was still alive.

However, they knew that it was impossible for Ye Tianze to hold on any longer. Yuan Mo's true strength had only been unleashed until now, while Ye Tianze had already reached his limit.

"Clang!"

With a huge explosion, the ground of Martial Arts Stadium shook slightly, and the black baleful qi dissipated, revealing two figures.

They just saw Yuan Mo carrying the stick, with a terrifying killing intent in his eyes. He was twenty feet tall, like a demon god descending to the world, and when Ye Tianze stood in front of him, he looked like a dwarf.

His clothes were tattered, and the star pattern s on his body were torn apart. He slightly bent his waist, and the hand holding the blade trembled, as if he would fall down at any time.

Regarding this result, none of the cultivator present felt that anything was amiss.

"There's actually such a form, this is Yuan Mo's true strength, I just did not expect it to only be used now!"

"To be able to force Yuan Mo to such a state, to be able to stand even under such an attack, this Fu Huangmie is not weak!"0

"It's a pity, I have to stop here, the battle is finally over, Xuan Ming Clan's big dream will also end here, I have to send them to their original territory."

The cultivator talked about the outcome that was within their expectations. The only thing that surpassed their expectations was that Yuan Mo was actually hiding such a body.

"What did you use to defeat me?" Yuan Mo asked, "Unless you use your Death Body, unfortunately... You cannot use it. In the end, you are still a weakling, a weakling who cannot be separated from the past. "

"Why not use the Huntian War Body!" had even broke out in a cold sweat for Ye Tianze.

At the same time, Tang Tianjun was not the only person watching the battle. All of the cultivator s, as long as they were in the Anarchic Home, were watching the battle.

"You're asking me what will I use to defeat you?"

Ye Tianze raised his hand that was holding the blade, but quickly dropped it back down, he felt that he did not even have the strength to hold the blade anymore.

He looked at Yuan Mo and said, "It looks like I can't win against you like this, but you will lose, not because I'm stronger than you, but because you fought for your own sake. The you in the past still make me admire you, because at that time, you weren't fighting just for yourself!"

"Are you going to tell me that the reason why you can defeat me is because there is a group of ants behind you. Are you fighting for them?"

Yuan Mo's red eyes revealed a hint of ridicule, "Hahahaha ?"

He let out a deranged laugh, and within this laughter, there was an endless amount of fighting spirit s, causing all the cultivator present to feel goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Idiot. I thought you were supposed to understand when you came out, but I realized that you don't understand at all. Perhaps you really came out because you were very lucky!"

Yuan Mo said, "There are some things in this world that need to be abandoned. If you don't want to give up, then there will be a weakness, and there will be a restriction. When you give up on them, then you will have no weakness.

"That's your Dao, not mine!"

Ye Tianze said, "Even in this state, you will still lose very miserably!"

Yuan Mo spat out as his eyes turned into powder. He raised the stick in his hand, aimed it at Ye Tianze's head and said: "Then let me lose again, I want to know if your weak path, can save your life or not!"

"Yes!"

Ye Tianze answered firmly, "Because I always believed it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blade in Ye Tianze's hand suddenly rose. He felt that familiar feeling, felt the hearts of all the living things in the Circulatory Universe, and felt the thoughts of all the scattered Prehistoric Clan s from the Land of Chaos.

He was not the only one. He was the emperor of the Prehistoric Clan and he was also the only hope of the Prehistoric Clan.

When his thoughts converged on his blade, Ye Tianze suddenly thought of a person. At that time, he was still in Imperial Dragon City.

At that time, he was still an ant.

The man told him, I will teach you a sword, it's called the wishful sword.

This sword does not require you to use all your strength. This sword only requires you to feel the feelings of the person you want to protect, to pour out your own feelings.

Ye Tianze had comprehended for a long time, but he had still not fully mastered the wishful sword s. He had once thought that this was just a game that she was playing with him.

Until one day, he encountered the will left behind by the Fighting Divine Ape, until he comprehended that spear strike, until he died in the Buzhou Mountain of wasteland.

At the moment his heart went deathly still, he felt a strand of his will, leaving behind a trace of consciousness.

"This is my Dao!" Ye Tianze raised his blade and slashed down.

The blade was slow, slower than any of the blades Ye Tianze had ever used, but the blade had passed through time and landed on top of the stick before the stick had landed.

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