The sword shadows soared into the sky between the two, and the winter rainbow was better. The sword shadows that were danced out by ten sword cultivators were the same. Each light and shadow were sword moves. In just a moment of effort, I don’t know how many sword moves bloomed. These sword moves condensed but did not disperse, forming a set of formations to trap Mu Luo.

However, Mu Luo was not afraid. He saw that the paper was opened and every time it opened and closed, a white sword light flew out, colliding with the sword shadows, or blending, or directly disintegrating, breaking the faintly formed formation, and the two of them were difficult to distinguish for a moment.

"This Mu Luo is extremely powerful. Could it be that he has practiced sword skills before?" Everyone was still using their minds to check, but they were still communicating in words.

Many people nodded in their hearts. Mu Luo is worthy of being a child of a large clan, but who is Donghong? He is so powerful.

"Why are there only sword shadows, no one else?"

Some people felt that the battle was a bit monotonous, so they couldn't help but ask for a question.

But someone responded at this time: "Mu Luo wanted to use swordsmanship to break this person's state of mind. If Donghong cannot win for a long time, then there will be some concerns in his heart. In this way, the momentum will be a little weaker, so the winner will only be in an instant."

Others secretly said that Mu Luo had a deep plan and used his own shortcomings to attack others' strengths. If he was not defeated, he would only condense his own momentum, and victory or defeat would not be so important.

Sure enough, after a moment, more of the Donghong sword technique flew out, but it felt a little messy.

"Everyone, Senior Brother Mu Luo is really amazing. I have to use the battle of artistic conception. If I cannot retreat to the enemy, then I will be convinced, but please be careful."

Donghong shouted loudly at this time, already knowing the victory or defeat, but she still had the last try.

Mu Luo chuckled, his face calm and had no sign of happiness at all. In fact, this is the case. Donghong is much weaker than him, and Donghong has never fought desperately. The victory and defeat of the sword cultivator is usually in an unyielding momentum. That is the time to fight desperately, but this is not the case at this time.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the void trembled, and many people's eyes shook. Some disciples in the Early Spirit Realm felt dizzy, and then their thoughts could not get close to the space at all.

They didn't understand why and wanted to get close, but they heard the man from Daotian Pavilion say, "You can't check it with your mind anymore. The artistic conception just came out, and your mind could not resist it, so they squeezed it out. If you force it to get close, it may hurt your soul.

When those people heard this, their expressions were not done, but they were not careless. They just watched with their naked eyes, but they lacked the feeling of being there, which was a pity.

Fortunately, many monks here have no bad intentions, while higher-level disciples have much stronger ideas. Therefore, when the winter rainbow emits the artistic conception, many people cannot help but condense more ideas to space the interface again.

The artistic conception is the sublimation of the mind, the change of the mind quality, the certain perception of the enlightenment, the supernatural power, the memory, the feeling of a certain weapon, or other, various different things.

There are differences in strength and weakness in thoughts, and the same is true for artistic conception.

The artistic conception of Donghong is very wonderful. When the artistic conception is released, the scene in front of everyone changes again.

The original space of hundreds of feet suddenly disappeared, with only one article of ice and snow, and countless snowflakes fell from the sky, and everyone could not help but fight a cold war. In this kung fu, several people's thoughts were forcibly squeezed out.

The wood fell in this world where snowflakes were flying. Standing opposite was Donghong. At this time, Donghong's temperament changed drastically, and her eyes became white like two snowflakes appeared in her eyes. The long sword in her hand disappeared, and only a foot-long ruler was in her hand.

"This is my magical power of transforming gods. I practiced in the snow and ice that day. Suddenly I saw a long white rainbow in the sky. I felt something in my heart. I was led by the opportunity to transform my gods. I also realized a magical power, called Donghong, which is also my name. You'd better exude artistic conception. Otherwise, even if you are a genius of the Wood Clan, you might have to suffer a little."

Donghong did not immediately face the enemy, but told the origin and warnings of this magical power.

Everyone was curious and saw that the white ruler was vague and erratic. But when his eyes fell on it, they felt that their thoughts seemed to be pulled, so they looked away."

Mu Luo took a deep breath and said, "Good magical powers. If it is time to take time, it can trigger changes in the celestial phenomena around it. Whenever the artistic conception appears, there will be ice and snow. I also have a style of artistic conception, so you should pay attention to it."

Mu Luo's face no longer became calm, but became solemn. Others might not feel anything, but he couldn't help but sweat on his forehead. How could he not attract his attention in the snow and sweating in the ice and snow?

He put away the paper fan and did not take out other weapons. He just kept thinking about it, changing the seal method in his hand, and finally shouted: "The endless fallen wood."

This words were like a thunder, exploded in the ice and snow, countless flying snow rolled back, and the sky became different, and it became even more like an autumn wind, blowing from an unknown space, sweeping away the wind and snow around the wood fall.

There are no snowflakes falling in the sky, but countless leaves fall wither, with a special charm.

After the seal method in my hand changed again, the world presented in this space had changed greatly. I saw that there were snowflakes dancing on one side, and even more, the coldness was penetrated through the bones in this moment.

On the other side is the endless falling trees whistling, and the autumn wind whistles, with a desolate feeling. Although it is not as cold as the sky and earth on the other side, this autumn wind is like blowing into the depths of memory, causing a sense of joy and sorrow.

Donghong's face was heavy, and fallen leaves were rushing into his world. The autumn wind ignored the distance, which caused his thoughts of separation and made him suddenly feel sad.

On the other side, Mu Luo's eyebrows turned white at this time, and even his head began to turn white. He only felt that the divine power in his body disappeared and his vitality disappeared.

The two officially confronted each other at this moment, the autumn wind whistled, and the desolate feeling was like the endless fallen leaves, covered with snow, and life was unparalleled.

After a moment of stalemate, the two of them shouted loudly and then fought against each other.

Donghong still used sword moves, but there was no sword shadow all over the sky, only a white rainbow came through.

Mu Luo was the same, but he used his magical powers and saw a leaf appearing on his eyebrows and then flew out and appeared on his fingertips.

The white ruler is very short, only one foot, with a cold breath, and the leaf is smaller, but it is illusory.

There was only a trembling sound that the two collided, to be precise, the white ruler collided with Feiye.

Then the white ruler disappeared and the flying leaves disappeared.

Donghong was originally holding a white ruler, but after a hundred feet were gone, she shook hands and fists, but Mu Luo pointed like a sword, and then hit the fist together and then stalemate.

"Has the magical powers been broken through each other?"

Some people were thrilling to watch. The process seemed long, but the confrontation was very fast, and they felt the powerful repulsion in their minds, especially when the two of them clashed, they only felt their hearts thrilled.

"It's gone."

"Who has seen the trick?"

The two of them were in a stalemate and didn't understand, even their faces were like this, while the people watching the game outside were anxious, as if they wanted to know what the outcome was.

"The magical powers do not cancel each other out, but enter the other person's body."

Someone said that others were puzzled, but at this moment, they saw a long white rainbow rushing out of the wood fall body, and then a yellow shadow flew out from the back of the Donghong. This scene made them understand why the magical power disappeared and then appeared again.

This magical power did not disappear, but just entered the other party's body to destroy it.

At this time, Donghong's mouth burst out with a loud mouthful of blood, and her body rolled back into the ice and snow.

But Mu Luo also had bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he just slowly retreated back to his boundless fallen wood.

Donghong did not stand up after rolling back, and the world he was in slowly disappearing.

"Defeated, Donghong was defeated."

Someone immediately said that no one else could see it without saying that.

After Mu Luo saw that the world disappeared, he then spit out a mouthful of blood and waved his hand to retract the artistic conception.
Chapter completed!