Space is king and time is supreme!

Wuming used the power of the law of time, and the power of time spread around him, causing turmoil and preventing him from being invaded by the dragon's energy. His whole person was aloof, as if he had jumped out of this world, and as if he was standing in a place invulnerable to all laws.

After seeing this, Aotian spit out a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

He was completely angry. Originally, he wanted to use dragon energy to imprison the world and reverse his decline, but under the power of the law of time, his hope was completely disappointed, which made him full of frustration.

How can I fight like this? It’s really bullying.

This was not only Aotian's idea, but also the idea of ​​the people in the audience. They all looked at Aotian sympathetically, and almost did not directly mourn for him.

"Burn dragon energy and burn the world!"

Aotian's eyes were red, and he roared loudly. The dragon energy that filled every inch of space suddenly burst into torrents of fire, raging across the world in all directions.

At this moment, every wisp of dragon energy was burning, and every inch of the void was filled with blazing fire, like a sea of ​​fire filling the stage of life and death.

Give up the dragon spirit and defeat the enemy with this!

Even Wuming felt that Aotian was a decisive person who even gave up his dragon energy. Such a huge comeback was not something that ordinary people could achieve.

Not to mention, he is still a dragon. Giving up the dragon energy is almost equivalent to cutting his own path.

"Aotian was forced to be anxious, otherwise, he wouldn't be like this."

"If God does evil, it can be violated. If he does evil on his own, he will not survive. Who can blame him for ending up like this? It's not because he was too arrogant and kicked the iron plate."

The moment the dragon energy burned, people knew that Aotian was finished, because his behavior was tantamount to drinking poison to quench his thirst. Even if he could defeat Wuming, or kill Wuming, he would be completely destroyed, and nine times out of ten he would be defeated.

It stops here.

Not to mention, he may not be able to kill Wuming.

The burning dragon energy, the fire is overwhelming, drowning Wuming, and in order to refine it, the platform of life and death is melting, disappearing like water vapor, it is extremely scary, and it cannot withstand the terrifying high temperature of the burning dragon energy.

This is an extremely brutal attack method. Anyone who faces such a terrorist attack will be horrified. At the cost of ruining their future, giving the opponent a violent blow is no less than self-destruction. Most people simply cannot do such a bold thing.

attack.

Aotian was forced to have no other choice. He just wanted to severely injure Wuming before he died. Otherwise, his actions today would really be the same as a clown.

There was a faint smile on Wuming's lips, but his eyes were full of solemnity. He tried his best to activate the law of time, and the time fragments flew around him like butterflies, resisting the burning dragon energy of Aotian.

"Huhuhu..."

The dragon energy was turned into firewood, and the flames on the stage of life and death soared into the sky. The flames turned into real dragons one after another, crisscrossing in the firelight, and all rushed towards Wuming.

Unfortunately, thousands of dragons rushed past like clouds. Under the protection of the law of time, Wuming remained unmoved. After resisting the attack and stabilizing the situation, he stepped forward and forced towards Aotian.

With every step he took, the space around him trembled. He was like an ancient immortal god moving his steps, and the sky was about to collapse.

Aotian changed color, was powerless, and even gave up his dragon energy, but he still couldn't do anything to Wuming, which made a look of defeat appear in his eyes. He knew that he couldn't survive today, and there was no way out!

"Bang!"

Wuming shook his fist, and the law of time moved around the fist, hitting Aotian's body, making him feel as if he had been cut by the magic sword of time, and he began to grow old and decline.

His aura was no longer strong, his scales were no longer cold, and his nearly one hundred feet long body seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze.

"puff!"

Blood spurts out, and Wuming's fist suppresses the world. Aotian keeps vomiting blood and retreats, unable to match Wuming's domineering fist.

"Aotian is finished!"

Seeing Aotian's aura being continuously weakened, people had already guessed the final result of the battle. Their expressions were solemn. While feeling bitter, they also became more and more afraid of Wuming.

"I still feel that the test results of the Taoist Scripture Monument are inaccurate. If Mu Bai's talent is really useless, he will not be able to understand the mystery of time."

"I think that's the case, but the Taoist scripture monument has been standing for many years, so it won't be wrong."

"Do you think it was because Wuming understood the power of the law of time that he exhausted all his talents?" Someone made such a guess.

"Only you know, I'm already confused. Tan Fen came first, and then Mu Bai. I don't think we can completely believe the test results of the Taoist Scripture Stele. If we even lose confidence in ourselves, how can we cultivate the Tao?"

ah!"

"It's true. There is no perfect path for everyone, and there are no absolutes for anything!"

Seeing Aotian's declining aura, people did not talk about his impending death, but they started talking about the Taoist Scripture Monument. This made Aotian, whose will has not yet been annihilated, feel even more desolate.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, the loser is indeed... pitiful!

After thinking about it, Aotian could only think like this, because apart from 'poor', he really couldn't think of any other words to describe it.

"burn!"

Aotian spat out vaguely, and fierce fire burst out from his whole body. At the last moment, he burned his own blood and spiritual power.

The nearly 100-foot-long body was wrapped in flames, which made people sigh.

Knowing the result, Aotian no longer had any fighting spirit in his heart. Perhaps in order to retain the last bit of dignity, he actually chose to understand himself at the moment before his death.

The flames shot up into the sky, and Aotian's body and consciousness slowly collapsed. Seeing his choice, people's faces also showed expressions of sadness.

Wuming is the first person to be able to force a saint-level prodigy to kill himself.

"Once Aotian dies, I'm afraid no one will dare to take Mu Bai's advice anymore."

"No one is stupid. Even Aotian, who has holy-level combat power, was forced to kill himself. Who dares to trouble Mu Bai again?"

Under the background of the firelight, the expression on Wuming's face became a little blurry. If it was still there, people seemed to hear an undetectable sigh, which contained sadness and helplessness. It seemed that he didn't want to do this, but he had to do it.

But when people wanted to find out whether the sigh came from Wuming, he suppressed all the expressions on his face, which made people wonder if they heard it wrong just now.

"Let's go!"

The moment the fire light stopped, the formation light curtain that enveloped the entire life and death stage also slowly dissipated. Wuming spoke lightly, then turned around without looking back. There was no expression on his face, which was so plain that it made people even more awe-inspiring.

Seeing him walking down the stage of life and death, the people in the audience seemed to have been split apart by invisible giant axes, and with a loud roar, they made way for him to lead to the entrance of the hall of life and death.

Watching him and Ji Feng leave, people turned around and looked at the place where Aotian disappeared again, their eyes full of complexity.
Chapter completed!