Chapter 643 The Ultimate Battle Is About to Break Out

Xuan Tiangang.

At least except for Yu Chen and Xuan Tiangang himself.

Everyone believed that the figure on top of the clouds was the Holy Son of the Holy Land of the Sun, Xuan Tiangang, who was number one on the Heavenly Ranking.

Even though they are separated by the vast clouds and mist, even if they are thousands of feet away, people at the bottom of the mountain can still feel the unparalleled aura of coming out of the world.

It's like a deity descending from heaven, attracting attention.

"Pretending to be quite similar." Yu Chen looked at the figure and murmured.

"Tsk..." Xuan Tiangang himself snorted unhappily.

"A lot of food...the bloodline of the Golden Crow...the bloodline of the Kirin...the bloodline of the ancient dragon...the Taoist body...the divine fetus...tsk tsk tsk...squeak..." The gluttonous face in Yu Chen's hand completely ignored it. The figure on the top of the mountain looked around, as if a starving ghost had arrived at the Manchu Banquet.

"Let's go first, there are still a few days." Yu Chen waved his hand, climbed up the main mountain of Dahuang, and pointed at a cliff.

Tiangang, the great escape of the five elements, the path of earth.

Just look at the originally rugged cliffs. The earth and rocks suddenly flowed like mercury, opening up a huge cave.

Yu Chen and Xuan Tiangang jumped up and flew into the cave.

Treat it as a temporary cave, waiting for the arrival of the ninth day of June.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan, have you studied the art of battle?" Yu Chen suddenly asked.

Xuan Tiangang was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, "Although I can't say that I am proficient, I have dabbled in it, and I can still arrange some common formations."

"That's good." Yu Chen nodded and sat cross-legged without saying why.

In the afternoon, more Qi practitioners came from far away and stopped at Dahuang Mountain.

It's even more lively.

Some people even opened a handicap, betting on whether the judge would win the battle on the ninth day of June, Xuan Tiangang would win, or it would be a draw.

In addition, there are more subdivided gambling games. For example, how long can this battle last, how many moves can both sides win, will anyone lose their lives...etc.

Of course, the bets are all natural treasures, magical weapons and magic weapons, and the last thing is a huge amount of spiritual baht.

Qi Masters are also human beings, and they also have a love for gambling, so many people place bets, but most of them are cautious and just want to have fun.

All in all, with a mixture of fish and dragons, markets, and gambling, in just a few days, Dahuang Mountain has become a gathering place for countless Qi practitioners.

And Yu Chen and Xuan Tiangang were in that temporary cave.

Xuan Tiangang went up the mountain without anything to do. He looked at the figure and remained silent.

But Yu Chen was waiting.

Finally, late at night.

He waited.

Let's see a deacon in black robes fly from afar, come to Yu Chen's cave, kneel down, take out eighteen mustard seed sumeru bags, and respectfully present them: "Elder, this is what you want. Please take inventory of the spiritual materials.”

Yu Chen took it, thanked him, and took out a large amount of baht as a reward.

The deacon was frightened and refused to accept it, but Yu Chen forced him to accept it.

Finally, I am grateful and respectfully take my leave.

"Is this... someone from the Yama Holy Land?" Xuan Tiangang clearly recognized the identity of the deacon just now.

"Yes, I asked them to bring something over." Yu Chen nodded, took out the eighteen mustard seed bags, and opened them all.

In an instant, an extremely terrifying torrent spewed out from the crack in the void and piled up on the floor of the cave.

Take a quick look.

Rare earths, spiritual minerals, precious irons, divine materials... countless spiritual materials, almost piled up into mountains.

Xuan Tiangang raised his eyebrows.

——This is almost a terrifying amount that can hollow out a small sect.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan, I'll have to work hard for you next."

Yu Chen took a deep breath and looked at Xuan Tiangang, "Use all these materials to build a Dongxu Formation and inscribe it on the base of this spiritual formation."

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and an ancient stone slab with a radius of three feet slowly floated up.

"This is not a problem..." Xuan Tiangang raised his eyebrows, "But fellow Daoist Yu, you have to tell me where this Dongxu Formation needs to be connected?"

"No return to the forbidden sea." Yu Chen raised his eyes and spit out four words.

Xuan Tiangang was stunned and suddenly realized.

Ten days passed by in a blink of an eye.

For ten days, Yu Chen and Xuan Tiangang stayed in the cave, staying closed and building the cave formation.

Xuan Tiangang built the most basic theme of the formation, and the ancient god Taotie entered the spiritual mark of the Forbidden Sea of ​​No Return. Finally, he tested the integrity and smoothness of the formation, and finally put it into a mustard seed bag and kept it personally by Yu Chen.

Then, walk out of the cave.

This day is already the eighth day of June, late at night.

Above the sky, there were no clouds, and the moon and stars were sparse.

Dahuang Mountain, an ancient and desolate place, is still bustling with activity.

The night before the ultimate battle, everyone was as if they had been given blood and could not sleep.

They simply gathered around the top of the mountain, soared in the clouds and mist, held their swords in the air, and occupied a good observation place, waiting for the battle between the judge and Xuan Tiangang tomorrow.

On one side is a terrifying talent that is rare to see in the entire Holy Land of the Sun for a thousand years; on the other side is a ferocious judge who was born out of nowhere with an ancient god as his support.

The two of them almost represent the strongest combat power of the young generation in Donghuang.

In such a collision, who wins and who loses?

It's certainly eye-catching.

And Xuan Tiangang had fulfilled his duties as a landlord and sat cross-legged on the top of Dahuang Mountain for half a month.

Like a sculpture, motionless.

Until the next morning, when the sun rises in the east, the fiery red morning light falls from the eastern sky and shines on the world.

He opened his eyes.

At that moment, an extremely clear cry resounded throughout the world!

In Xuan Tiangang's eyes, a fierce golden light ignited, as if echoing the rising sun in the distance.

An extremely huge towering Golden Crow projection flashed behind him, and its divine power suddenly appeared!

He opened his eyes, looking down at the world like the sun, and said, "——On the ninth day of the sixth lunar month, the battle at Mount Huang has come. Where is your Excellency, the judge?"

The sound is loud and clear, echoing throughout the world and lingering endlessly!

Regardless of whether they were under the mountain top or in the sky around the sky, the Qi warriors were all looking towards the majestic platform above the mountain top at this moment, waiting for the "judge" to appear.

I waited left and right, but no one was there.

There was a lot of discussion.

"The time has come. Will the judge come?"

"Since the judge has already fought against Xuan Tiangang, he shouldn't be able to avoid this second one. Let's wait a moment!"

"Hehe, it would be fun if the judge didn't come and put everyone in the world together!"

"How about we make a bet? Do you think the judge will come?"

"Yes. After all, I heard that he took the initiative to ask for a fight, and he was not forced to accept it. If he didn't want to fight in the first place, there is no need to challenge him at all."

"I guess not. After all, the Holy Son of the Sun has been waiting for more than ten days, and the judge has not even been seen!"

"I guess not. Think about it, the judge usually has a mysterious dragon that never comes back and his whereabouts are mysterious. It's probably not easy for him to appear in such public view."

"..."

There was a lot of discussion, and everyone enthusiastically expressed their opinions and gave their own reasons.

It wasn't until the dozen or so Taoists in this circle had finished speaking that they all looked at the young man with an unfamiliar face at the end of the crowd.

"Fellow Taoist, are you very unfamiliar? Are you from that sect?"

"Fellow Taoist, now we are all wondering whether the judge will come. What do you think?"

The young figure scratched his head: "I guess he should come back?"

"Why did you say this?" everyone asked.

The young figure smiled shyly and put his hand on his face. A mask of a grimace that seemed to be crying and laughing was covered in flesh and blood.

The voice became hoarse and low.

"——Because I'm already here."

At that moment, more than a dozen Taoists froze and were dripping with cold sweat!

Who would have thought that the judge would be among them? !

Just when everyone was horrified, Yu Chen jumped up and reached the top of the mountain.

There is an extremely huge platform here, and I heard that it was flattened by a sword by a terrifying being from the Holy Land of the Sun.

On the platform, a man dressed in black robes with a ferocious face slowly landed on the ground.

Everyone's eyes followed and they exclaimed, "Judge! Judge, he is really here!"

Xuan Tiangang also raised his eyes, his eyes bursting with divine light, boiling with fighting spirit.

And Yu Chen was also looking at him.

His brows furrowed.

From the face, to the clothes, to the temperament, to the breath... it can be said that every bit and every bit is exactly the same as the "Xuan Tiangang" he had seen in the Pingtian Secret Realm before.

There is no difference at all.

If it weren't for the real Xuantangang's ghost, staying by the Huangquan River in the underworld, Yu Chen might have thought that the person in front of him was Xuantangang!

No wonder he would not arouse any suspicion among the elders and deacons of the Holy Land in the Great Sun Holy Land.

"Since the first battle with you was fruitless, we retreated to enlightenment and made our own efforts. Today... we will definitely defeat you."

Xuan Tiangang took a deep breath, raised the long sword in his hand, and pointed at Yu Chen.

But Yu Chen narrowed his eyes.

——Sure enough, what is fake is always fake.

No matter how similar he pretended to be, no matter how much he was exactly the same as Xuan Tiangang, his casual words at this moment were exposed.

But it’s not his fault either.

After all, who would have thought that the fight between the two was just a scene?

But Xuan Tiangang on the other side didn't care that much.

Look at the golden-red light flashing past the long sword!

Uh-huh!

In an instant, the heaven and earth were silent, the wind stopped and the breath stopped!

Only that ray of shock was extremely thin and long, tearing through the void easily and piercing through!

Heading towards Yu Chen's head, move forward indomitably!

Faintly, the crisp cry of the Golden Crow was heard, and the whole world seemed to be divided into two by this golden-red sword light!

Yu Chen's pupils shrank!

The power of the Golden Crow!

What a pure golden crow divine power!

Compared to the real Xuantangang, it is by no means weaker!

No wonder, no wonder the real Xuan Tiangang couldn't defeat him and was killed in the end!

It seems that even if it is a counterfeit, this will be a fierce battle!

With such thoughts in his mind, Yu Chen's hand movements were not slow at all. As he waved his hands, a terrifying gray mist surrounded him!

A little show about reincarnation!

Ding--

The terrifying power of reincarnation exploded instantly, with a crisp sound like the collision of steel, and the Golden Crow Sword Light shattered in an instant!

The war is about to begin!