As the power further condensed, Pan Long's long sword with only a skeleton left in his hand gradually began to deform.

The originally neat skeleton slowly expanded, like an angry puffer fish, which became round with its belly as the center, and the originally narrow skeletons slowly became twitching, as if they had returned to the stretching of the tree roots.

Seeing this scene, Tie Feiyan's expression became more and more serious, and even a little bead of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Of course he could see that it was not the deformed sword, but the deformed space where the sword was located.

The center of that space is expanding.

The powerful force gathers there to form the "space" itself.

"Good skills! This is the prototype of the great magical power "Creating the World"?" Bi Lingkong's amazement sounded particularly hateful, "I only understood this move after I became a demon god for more than 200 years. He is much better than me!"

"Old Tie, how much time did you spend back then?"

Tie Feiyan's voice was very cold, and she answered the question irrelevantly: "He may have cultivated such supernatural powers in his previous life, at least he has reached the point where he has only reached the point of being able to cultivate. The power of the Buddhist 'Buddha Kingdom on the Palm' is even above the 'creation of the world'."

"Old Tie, please stop talking nonsense, okay? The Buddha Kingdom on the palm is to cut a piece of space and move it to your palm. Although it is indeed very powerful, especially when used to suppress the enemy, it is always better than the creation of the world when fighting, but we all understand that 'strong' does not mean 'clever'."

"Creating the world is indeed not a particularly capable method, but practicing it means mastering the true 'from nothing to something'. If this supernatural power can be cultivated to a profound level, it will open up a realm without birth and death. From then on, there will be no need to place oneself in the origin of the world, but oneself is the origin..."

"Bi Niaoer, stop talking big. Everyone can tell the truth, but who really cultivates the world to the point of opening up the world? I have lived for more than four thousand years and have never heard of it!"

Bi Lingkong smiled: "Old Tie, don't deceive yourself, really not?"

“Where is it!”

"If there is really no, where did the Jiuzhou Realm come from? You don't really think that there may be a star in this starry sea that looks from the outside but is just a picture without thickness, right?"

Tie Feiyan stopped refuting. After a while, he said, "You have said too far. Throughout history, I have cultivated twenty or thirty people to open up the world, but most of them are like him, stopping at the prototype realm. There are very few who can go further and open up a small piece of void. As for those who show all things in the void and create a tiny world, so far, there are only Amitabha who has only one person."

"The old monk has been in power for countless years and has almost all his energy to create and perfect the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, so he was later brought up by the Three Saints of the Indians and could not live in India, so he could only come to Daxia... Even so, this road cannot be understood."

Tie Feiyan sighed: "And, did Mr. Lu and his friends also want to create the Confucian holy land of the 'Datong World'? What are the results? Are there any practical results?"

Now it was Bi Lingkong's turn to remain silent.

What broke the silence was Pan Long who had finally accumulated energy.

He accumulated his strength to the limit, so he was about to open his eyes and take a shocking blow.

As a result, when he was about to open his eyes, he discovered something very embarrassing.

Now he seems to have no strength to open his eyes.

This does not mean that he has accumulated energy until now, and he has reached his level in vain. As long as he has a thought, he can attack.

But... his body's power has been exhausted, and although he recovers quickly, all the power he recovers is used to maintain balance on the knife.

In other words, after he sent this blow, he couldn't even speak or even open his eyes and blink.

(This is really "doing all your strength"!)

He sighed secretly, and without hesitation, he followed the breath and "pushed" the long sword towards Tie Feiyan.

This sword is the ultimate he can do. If this sword is not enough to make Tie Feiyan look at it at the right time, then he is really helpless.

After all, the other party is a master, a person as famous as the teacher, and a top-notch man who has always been thinking about challenging the teacher.

Losing to such a person is probably not embarrassing even if he loses a crushing defeat, right?

He had a thought in his mind and suddenly realized something was wrong with his condition.

The masters are confronting each other, and paying full attention, which is basically nothing more basic, but why is he distracted at this time?

Could it be that he has over-expended and even had problems with his mind?

Just when he was worried, he suddenly heard the teacher's voice.

"What are you playing? Why don't you run away quickly when you use your ultimate move? Wait for yourself to be involved in the aftermath of the attack, will you beat yourself to death?"

"Zhao Da once said that there is a strange crossbow in the world, with a range of about 200 steps and a range of 500 steps. Only the bravest and most fearless warriors who are ready to die with the enemy can use it."

"I always thought he was telling a joke. Judging from your appearance, could this move be true to people like you?"

Pan Long was speechless, but his heart felt at ease.

When the teacher came, he felt relieved.

Sure enough, the next moment, an unimaginable shock wave came towards him. Although he had not opened his eyes, he could feel that "death" was imminent.

But this almost reached the "death" in front of him was firmly stopped and could not be close to him at all.

He let out a long sigh and opened his eyes.

There was dazzling white in front of me.

It seemed as if a star exploded in front of him to explode the most brilliant and purest white.

Without any impurities, it is extremely pure.

The roar came from behind from afar. It must have been when the teacher stopped the explosion for him, and even the roar was stopped. At this moment, all he heard was the aftermath coming from afar.

The sound echoed in the void and never stopped. I don’t know how long it will last and where it will be transmitted?

Perhaps, in a few decades or hundreds of years, after you have cultivated the method of ultra-long distance migration, you can move several light years before you can see the real situation of the scene just now...

"You actually threw away the guy you were having! If I weren't there, this thing would have been gone!"

Bi Lingkong's figure appeared beside him, the little crow was nagging, and a long sword with only a skeleton left on his claws.

"The essence of the Taibai is burned to you. I think you don't need that thing anymore. Just play like that. Now you are qualified to use this knife."

Pan Long looked at the long knife, smiled, and reached out to take it.

As soon as he started the knife, he felt that the knife was connected with blood, and a strong sense was generated.

He was immediately overjoyed and was about to say something, but he heard an angry growl.

"It's over! It's my turn!"
Chapter completed!