In the void, the monk from the alien race stood, wearing a long robe like an ordinary person.

He looked very tall, at least three meters high, and stood there like a little giant, very large.

The aura on his body was even more terrifying. Although it was not as good as Philip, it was also comparable to Venerable Ming, and was also at the highest level of the Heavenly Venerable.

Of course, what Philip cares about is not the other party's cultivation level, but the same thing in front of the other party.

It was the phantom of a fairy bell.

The endless Taoist principles are flying, and the runes in it are falling, endless and countless, and they are densely combined there to form an immortal bell that seems somewhat illusory.

"Is this...the fairy bell?"

Standing in nothingness, Philip looked at the phantom of the immortal bell in front of the alien monk in front of him, and spoke with a serious expression.

"No, no."

As soon as he asked, he shook his head: "It's not a real immortal bell, it's just a Taoist rule imprinted, it's a condensation of runes extracted from the immortal bell?"

"good."

On the side, the voice of Venerable Ming came, and at this moment, there was a little more relaxed: "This immortal bell phantom was a god weapon that was once a living immortal god observed the immortal bell, engraved with the runes and Taoist rules inside it, and then condensed by the immortal god's means. It is considered an immortal god forbidden weapon."

"The power of this immortal bell is naturally not as powerful as that of a real immortal bell, but it also has most of the power of an immortal bell."

"Lord of the Star Alliance, you are lucky to be able to experience the power of two god weapons."

"Oh........"

Philip looked around, looked at the Kaitian Sword in front of Venerable Hengchen Zaiming, and the Immortal Bell brand in front of the alien monk, and couldn't help but sneer: "You are fully prepared."

"Looking at this point, you have already made preparations when you agreed earlier. After you want to kill Master Haohua, you can make me together."

"Let's go with each other."

Listening to Philip's words, Venerable Ming also smiled: "Didn't you also think about solving the problem of Master Haohua, and then take action to solve me and seize the Kaitian Sword from me?"

"Since that's the case, why blame me?"

"That's true."

Philip sighed, then raised his head and smiled on his face: "But this is just right."

"What?"

Master Ming was a little curious and asked.

"It just so happened that the two of them appeared together, so I didn't want to go looking for them one by one."

Philip spoke lightly and looked in front of him. There was an invisible majesty and domineering attitude between his eyebrows, as if he looked at the person in front of him, and he was ashamed of: "To solve you together, I can not only gain the Kaitian Sword, but also seize the Immortal Bell brand."

"It's pretty good."

"What a big tone."

On the side, the alien monk spoke coldly, looking at Philip in front of him, and couldn't help but sneer: "I also see your previous fight with another person. Now, how much strength do you have?"

His language is very strange, a language that is different from the previous world, and it is very harsh in conjunction with his tone.

However, this does not prevent them from understanding. After all, at the level of the Supreme Heavenly Lord, language is no longer an obstacle to restricting communication.

"Then let's try it."

Philip smiled on his face, then spread his arms.

On its body, the original stone slab is displayed, and there are textures and marks on it.

In a moment, the marks seemed to come alive, and with the blessing of the original power of the original world, it seemed to be completely revived.

King of Gold, King of Black, King of Crimson, King of Dusk............

The kings who had left traces in the initial world and had left imprints on the original stone slab began to recover, spontaneously presented under the activation of the original power of the initial world, and their images appeared around and their power reappeared.

Every king who has left his mark in the initial space in the past has its power at the peak of the seventh level. At this moment, Philip can even reach the eighth level.

Venerable Ming looked around and his face suddenly changed slightly.

For them, the ordinary peak of the seventh level or even the eighth level is naturally nothing.

But there are too many figures appearing around at this moment.

How many kings have appeared in the initial world in the past?

Few people can answer this question.

But hundreds of people are probably available casually.

At this moment, these images of the once king appeared one by one, directly affecting the Taoist rules in this area. They condensed huge power like an army formed by at least the seventh-level peak power.

More importantly, there is also the original power of the initial world here to bless these powers of the former kings, which gathered into a point, and they seemed to be a whole.

The power it exerted suddenly changed.

The faces of Venerable Ming and the monks of the alien race changed slightly, and a bad premonition arose in his heart at this moment.

Before they could speak up, more changes began to appear.

In front, when Philip raised his head again, the feeling he gave them changed suddenly.

Boom!

The Taoist rules in all directions were roaring, and powerful auras came here and began to rage.

When Philip looked up again, he seemed like a lofty heavenly way, and as if the world consciousness itself, representing the vast power of the entire world.

"In the name of heaven."

An indifferent voice sounded here without any emotional fluctuations.

In nothingness, Philip spoke lightly, his face was indifferent, as if a king had given people a judgment: "Those who dared to offend should die."

A faint speech fell.

The scenes around suddenly changed.

Between this nothingness, there were rolling thunder and fire, and the vast Taoist principles appeared, rushing towards the two masters of Master Ming like a tide, almost submerging them.

The Kaitian Sword glowed, and the fairy bell burst into lightly, protecting the two of them.

But that terrifying force was also charging forward, and in a short while, it suppressed two divine weapons.

Unlike Chen Heng himself, Philip's power comes from the initial world itself, which is the incarnation and representative of that world, and can mobilize the original power belonging to that world.

At this moment, with all your strength exploded, if you directly mobilize the whole world to smash people and fight.

In this competition, the Kaitian Sword and the Immortal Bell may not be inferior to the initial world in terms of power level, but the difference in quantity is too far.

After all, the one who manipulated them at this moment was not the real immortals and gods, but just two people equivalent to the ninth level.

At the ninth level, although the strength at this level is already pretty good, it depends on who it is compared with.

Compared with the entire world, their little strength is nothing immediately. So what if they sacrifice their divine power?

How can it be compared with a vast world?

You should know that even among many big worlds, the size of the initial world is not weak, and it is extremely powerful among the many worlds that Chen Heng has experienced.

As soon as it explodes, the vastness of its power can be imagined.

A bad thought arose in Venerable Ming’s mind.

In front of him, the Kaitian Sword rushed forward under its control and struggled forward, trying to break through Philip's power suppression, but under the eyes of those extremely indifferent, as if the world consciousness itself, they could only fall down and could not fight at all.

This is not a level of competition.

"His power deliberately hidden before?"

Venerable Ming finally realized something was wrong.

In the past, he had observed the first encounter between Philip and Chen Heng.

In that confrontation, both of them had an outbreak of power at the level of immortal gods, but in the end they restrained each other and did not fight hard, and tried their best to fight.

Because of that battle, he subconsciously believed that the strength between Philip and Chen Heng should be between the same person, and even the leader of Haohua might be stronger.

Otherwise, as early as that time, Philip should have suppressed the Lord Haohua and unified this world.

However, at this moment, feeling the situation where Philip had taken all his strength, Master Ming finally realized that something was wrong.

Philip's power was far more powerful than he thought.

When Master Haohua awakened the power of the immortal gods and attacked him, he had already performed extremely powerfully, which made Venerable Ming feel a little palpitations.

However, compared with the strength Philip showed at the moment, it is nothing.

All kinds of thoughts in my mind passed by, but in front of me, the terrifying Taoist law used like a tide is still erupting.

In front of him, under the gaze of Master Ming, Philip stretched out his hand, and quickly slapped one palm and slapped forward.

Boom!

The terrifying force suppressed it and slapped him directly.

It was just a palm, but it seemed as huge as the world. The terrifying weight was absolutely unimaginable if it were not for the person who faced it personally.
To be continued...