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Chapter 1684

Words:1815Update:22/07/05 08:21:00

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Heavy traffic, high-rise buildings.

In front of him was a world of concrete and concrete, and in his ears was the sound of cars honking.

Yan Zhaoge looked at this scene quietly and narrowed his eyes.

It wasn't the scene of the Great Calamity that he had been dreaming about. Instead, it was something buried deep in his memory, as if he had forgotten about it.

It was too long ago. Previously, he would only think about the Great Sage Equalling Heavens, Erlang God Yang Jian, Third Prince Nezha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, and other familiar names.

However, he would only think about some myths, legends, documents, movies, and so on. He would only think about those things that were related to his current life.

Most of the information that was not related to the current life would float to the surface of his heart, and then sink to the bottom of the sea in the next moment.

It had been too long. Sometimes, Yan Zhaoge would subconsciously think that the experience he had in the Heavenly Court's Divine Palace before the Great Calamity was his own past.

However, many things, although they had been settled for a while, they were still there, and had never been forgotten.

Yan Zhaoge blinked his eyes and looked at the face in front of him that was exactly the same as his.

"Have you ever suspected that everything in front of you isn't real?" The other person said calmly, "This world is similar to the legends in your memory, but also different. Have you ever thought about why? Could it be that this is just your own dream? Here, you have mixed your memories and diverged your thoughts, causing the legends in your memory to change? "

"Or, everything in the past was just a dream?"

"Zhuang Sheng dreamt of a butterfly, Zhuang Zhou dreamt of a butterfly, and the butterfly dreamt of Zhuang Zhou. Who is real and who is fake …"

Before the voice finished, the scene in front of him suddenly began to shake.

Tall buildings collapsed, the streets were distorted, and the heavens fell and the earth cracked. Everything was like a pile of sand, and began to disintegrate, turning into grains of fine sand.

The other "him" in front of him disappeared.

After a slight daze, Yan Zhaoge regained his senses, and the scene in front of him returned to normal, just like before.

He was still standing beside Feng Yunsheng, with one hand on her back.

Above Feng Yunsheng's head, a Luo Yuan condensed, and a blood mist lingered.

The source of the blood mist was the old man standing in front of him. The black auspicious cloud above his head fluctuated, and the scene changed.

In front of the old man stood Suo Mingzhang.

Suo Mingzhang's palm was still inside the old man's chest.

However, the current Suo Mingzhang's entire body was emitting a faint radiance. The radiance condensed into numerous inscriptions. Under the arrangement of the inscriptions, they transformed into layers upon layers of barriers. As they enveloped Suo Mingzhang, they also enveloped Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng.

The tall, short-haired man stared at the Primordial Heart Devil coldly.

The old man sighed, "Heaven Interception, it lives up to its name!"

Suo Mingzhang didn't say a word. His entire body was enveloped by a radiance that seemed to separate the world from the outside. It began to expand and move towards the surroundings.

Wherever the barrier of light passed through, there would be faint streams of illusory light that were constantly being cut off, isolating the inside from the outside.

At this moment, the Primordial Heart Devil's body started to shake like water ripples.

During this process, his dream-like body that did not seem to belong to this world seemed to gradually become solid, allowing the people of this world to truly come into contact with him.

Suo Mingzhang's fist, which had penetrated into his chest, was still surging with endless starlight and blazing sun.

At this moment, the old man frowned slightly as if he finally felt uncomfortable. He could feel the scorching heat from Suo Mingzhang's fist, as well as the destructive power contained within.

"The younger generation will surpass us in time." The Primordial Heart Devil sighed softly. His body gradually became transparent, as if it was about to disintegrate into a stream of light.

However, Suo Mingzhang clenched his fist tightly, as if it had turned into a bottomless black hole. Even light couldn't escape from it, and the Primordial Heart Devil's current body didn't dissipate.

The Primordial Heart Devil's gaze flickered. His body seemed to have a watery glow, which seeped into Suo Mingzhang's arm.

Suo Mingzhang let out a groan. The Heaven Interception Scripture's profundities circulated, blocking the Primordial Heart Devil's counterattack.

The battle between the two wasn't like the battle between ordinary martial art practitioners. However, the intensity of the battle wasn't any weaker. In fact, it was even stronger.

The Primordial Heart Devil continued to attack Suo Mingzhang's heart. As long as it broke through, the inside and outside would fuse together. Not only would it know what Suo Mingzhang was thinking, it would also push Suo Mingzhang into the abyss of the Heart Devil, making it hard for him to extricate himself.

While Suo Mingzhang was resisting the Heart Devil's attack, he was also restraining the Primordial Heart Devil's marvelous ability. He forcefully dragged the Primordial Heart Devil out from the illusion into the real world, and then heavily injured it.

In the battle for the Immortal Extermination Array, Suo Mingzhang forcefully resisted the Dipankara Ancient Buddha with the Twenty-Four Heavens Sea Calming Pearl and became famous again.

However, because of his personal experience, the Primordial Heart Devil had an opportunity to take advantage of.

In fact, among the experts of the same level, the Primordial Heart Devil was indeed a more difficult opponent for Suo Mingzhang to deal with.

A Zenith Heaven Immortal's state of mind was naturally stable, and few could shake it.

However, if someone had to be able to do it, it would be the Primordial Heart Devil, the source of the world's inner demons.

Especially the Primordial Heart Devil, who had recovered from his injuries and returned to his peak state.

Under the attack of the Primordial Heart Devil at his peak state, even a Zenith Heaven Realm expert could be broken in an extremely short time if there was a flaw in his state of mind.

The Primordial Heart Devil had always been known as the leader of the Extinct Demons, the number one demon below the Dao Realm. It wasn't just because he was immortal.

However, the Primordial Heart Devil was facing Suo Mingzhang, whose Heaven Interception Dao was boundless, and it was difficult for the Primordial Heart Devil to win.

However, the Primordial Heart Devil wasn't in a hurry.

Although Suo Mingzhang's Heaven Interception Divine Light was currently protecting Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng, that moment of absent-mindedness was already sufficient for Nie Jingshen and the Shadow Devil to gain the upper hand.

As the blood fog swept over, Feng Yunsheng let out a groan. The chaotic abyss above her head trembled again, and its miraculousness dissipated like boiling water.

Within the pitch-black auspicious clouds, within the dark sea of the abyss, among the twelve pillars, the pillar that represented the Doomsday Heavenly Devil became more and more illusory, but also more and more ferocious.

Feng Yunsheng was disturbed by the Primordial Heart Devil and lost the initiative, causing the situation to worsen.

Even if she came back to her senses in time and wanted to stop it, she couldn't stop herself.

The Luo Yuan above her head showed signs of disintegration, and the blood fog continued to spread towards her. From the looks of it, it seemed like it wanted to suck her into the Nine Underworlds.

Yan Zhaoge's palm was pressed against Feng Yunsheng's back, and he naturally understood the changes in the situation.

His other hand immediately started drawing in the void, and wrote numerous talismans.

"Senior Suo." Yan Zhaoge called out softly. From Suo Mingzhang's sleeve, a starlight automatically flew towards Yan Zhaoge.

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