Chapter 195 The Final Showdown "Middle"

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Bang, boom———

Two suns collided, causing huge waves and shocking the world.

Bang, bang, bang—

As soon as the two came into contact, they fought madly.

Two golden fists were full of power, madly bombarding each other, and constantly disappearing.

The aftermath of the battle rolled up countless rule fragments, forming a terrible magnetic storm, which affected an area of ​​tens of millions of miles, destroyed countless stars, and terrified all spirits.

From the battlefield of all races, look up to the sky.

At this time, the sky was golden, and space and time were distorted, and the naked eye could not see anything.

Only the dull sound of collision continued to be heard, echoing between heaven and earth.

From time to time, a trace of battle power would overflow from the starry sky battlefield, making countless cultivators pale and their souls tremble.

"Too strong, too terrible!"

"I feel a little breathless." A cultivator with sparse white hair and an old face covered his chest, with cold sweat on his forehead.

Even though the fight between the two would not affect him, he felt as if his chest was being pressed by a mountain, making it difficult to breathe.....

Not only him, but many cultivators felt the same way.

They only felt that dark clouds were covering their heads, and a disaster was imminent, and they were in a state of panic...

At this moment, they had a new understanding of Chu Xiu's invincible strength.

"Grandpa, what are your chances of winning against him?"

The little mare turned her head to look at the old man.

Her eyes were innocent, and her golden hair was like golden tassels, shining in the sun.

Faced with his granddaughter's soul-searching question, the old man's mouth twitched, and he wanted to show off in front of his granddaughter. He waved his hand and said shamelessly: "Chu Xiu, a mere kid, is ridiculous, ridiculous, grandpa can suppress him with just one hand."

Of course.

As a ninth-level strongman, he has his own pride and disdains to lie, not to mention that the target is his only relative.

The old man Ma shook his head, and his eyes, which were originally vigorous, showed the old age that he should have. "In three moves at most, I will lose to him, and in ten moves, I will probably die in his hands."

"He is so powerful!!" The little mare opened her eyes wide, her eyes were full of brilliance.

The old man Ma smiled bitterly, touched her head, and looked up at the sky and starry battlefield.

At this time.

The golden light on the sky had completely receded.

The rules of time and space also returned to normal.

The picture gradually became clear.

The two Chu Xiu were covered in blood, facing each other thousands of miles apart. Their upper robes were torn, revealing their white chests with perfect muscle contours.

A blood hole as big as a bowl was blasted out on the left side of the chest of the mark clone.

In the center of the wound, a translucent glass heart was beating.

With every heartbeat.

His injuries healed a little bit.

In less than five breaths, the blood hole in his chest disappeared and recovered as before.

The previous collision.

Chu Xiu himself also suffered a bad fate.

At this time.

His left arm was empty, and the flesh buds at the broken end surged. In a few breaths, the broken limb regenerated.

The vitality of the Great Saint Body was so terrifying.

Countless monks watching the battle were amazed.

His own strength was very amazing, and his physical recovery ability was so terrible.

If he could not use the absolute crushing momentum to deal a fatal blow to him and fight a war of attrition with him, who would be his opponent?

Kaka——

Chu Xiu raised the newly grown left arm, moved it a little, and stared at the mark clone.

The two looked at each other.

The mark clone opened a provocative arc at the corner of his mouth and hooked his index finger at Chu Xiu, which looked a little bit mean.

Chu Xiu raised his sword eyebrows and took a step forward. Bang, the void shook, and the sound of the avenue surrounded him.

The mark clone clasped his hands together for eleven times.

Behind the two people, a bright moon evolved at the same time.

It was the vision of the Holy Body - the moon rises over the sea.

Two great holy bodies performed the vision of the Holy Body at the same time.

The pressure of the Great Dao filled the sky and shook the universe.

This is not over yet.

Under the shocked gaze of countless monks.

Another vision appeared above the two holy bodies.

The entire starry sky fell into darkness.

The rules of heaven and earth were in chaos.

The chaos was like a chicken egg, and the sun was not visible.

Pick a green lotus and plant it in the sea of ​​chaos.

The vision of the Holy Body - Chaos Planting Green Lotus.

Following.

Visions appeared one after another,

Splendid pictures of mountains and rivers, golden bitter sea, the Immortal King came to the nine heavens, the Emperor of Heaven's Dao field...

Six visions filled the sky.

The two faced each other from a distance, like two supreme emperors of heaven, with their gestures, they stepped on the three thousand great ways.

"After the battle just now, I have a new understanding of the Great Saint Body." Chu Xiu whispered softly.

"What is your understanding?"

The Marked Avatar looked puzzled.

He was the Marked Avatar created by the Spirit of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield when Chu Xiu broke through the Ninth Heaven.

Not only do they have the same strength, but their memories are also interoperable.

Chu Xiu has a new understanding of the Great Sacred Body, so he should be the same...

This is too unreasonable!

The Marked Avatar was suspicious, looking at Chu Xiu with distrust, "You are not trying to deceive me, are you?"

"Didn't we agree to have a fair fight? What are you up to again?"

Chu Xiu frowned.

My Great Sacred Body's blood has returned to its ancestral state, and the golden blood has returned to red.

I feel that I can rebuild every realm, break through the extreme realm, and perfectly match the body and soul to achieve a transcendent and perfect combat power.

The Marked Avatar's reaction did not seem fake.

It seems that he doesn't have the same feelings as me.

Chu Xiu made a decision that he would rebuild every realm in the battle and push his combat power to a peak again.

"Come on~"

He shouted in a low voice.

The six-armed fairy king flew over and merged with Chu Xiu instantly.

The three heads slowly raised.

The three light wheels behind the head rotated, emitting holy light.

The mark clone also merged with the six-armed fairy king.

The fairy king raised his head, opened his mouth, and took a deep breath.

Chaos seed green lotus, beautiful picture of mountains and rivers, golden bitter sea, bright moon on the sea, Tiandi Daochang, five major visions, were sucked into the stomach of the six-armed fairy king one by one.

The six great saint body visions merged into one.

The six-armed fairy king was enveloped by the nine-color fairy light.

In an instant, he turned into an eight-armed demon god with a height of one million feet.

He wore the imperial robe of mountains, rivers, and the country.

Three heads merged into one, wearing the emperor's crown, and the three halos behind his head turned into eight. His appearance was flawless and handsome, and it was Chu Xiu.

Boom——

The pressure that was much more terrible than before surged from the two people, suppressing the nine heavens and ten earths, and shaking the universe.

It seemed that the heaven and earth could not bear this pressure.

The space of the starry battlefield collapsed layer by layer, the rules collapsed, and turned into a chaotic ocean.

Two human emperors and demon gods stood in the chaotic sea, and their aura had reached the limit.

In the corner of the battlefield.

Su Wanqiu's face was solemn, and her peach blossom lips were slightly open.

"It's a bit scary!"

"Their strength is no weaker than that of the emperor."

"An ordinary great saint body can challenge the emperor..."

"My little Chuzi's great saint body may really be able to fight the emperor head-on without losing."

"He is worthy of being my man in the late autumn."

The woman murmured to herself, her beautiful eyes curved into a pair of crescents.