Although there is indeed realm suppression, the miraculous power of the Near Saint cannot be completely suppressed.
At most, his strength is suppressed to the Taiyi level, but in terms of artistic conception and mastery of Taoism, he is still at the near-sage level.
Otherwise, he would not be so strong, facing Li Su who possesses the most precious treasure, and still be able to injure him.
This is very different from the treasure.
The treasures are not monks, their realm is constant and will not change.
The stronger the force, the more powerful it is.
On the other hand, the weaker the power, the lower the magic that can be displayed.
It was injured and could bleed. It was really not a boast, it was just an evaluation of its extraordinary performance as a near-holy creature.
But, it's different now.
The other party's power actually severely damaged it.
Its body was destroyed.
Although it is only half an arm, the meaning it represents is completely different.
Roar~!
With a roar, a large amount of decaying power spurted out from the wound, restoring the shattered arm.
The dead soul moved near the saint, forcibly suppressing the force of the counter-shock, breaking away from the restraint backwards, and pounced towards Li Su.
It doesn’t believe it!
Nor admit it.
A mere Taiyi could actually hurt himself.
This is impossible, absolutely impossible!
Boom!
He bullied his body and struck with a mighty blow.
The fist is like the stars in the sky, like the sun above your head. A simple punch is so hard that you can't dodge it, block it, or endure it.
The feeling that everything is gone.
Space was stagnant, time was frozen, and only the fist of the dead soul near the saint was moving between heaven and earth, falling towards Li Su.
Phew~!
Before the fist arrives, suppression has already arrived.
Locked by the killing intent of the Near Saint, locked by the Killing Move of the Near Saint, Li Su's eyes became extremely serious at this moment.
You know, that shot did a lot of damage to him. Six billion cells were shaken, and his flesh and blood base was almost shattered.
Should it be said that he is worthy of the level of near-sage?
The grasp of power can truly reach an extremely small level in a matter of seconds, and then can reach an infinite level.
If he had not broken through, entered the late stage of Taiyi, and possessed the power of the Middle Way, the Flesh and Blood Supreme would have taken a big step forward, and the structure of the Taoism would be improved to a higher level, strengthening the organization's interior, and undergoing transformation at a deep level.
, which is completely different from before. I am afraid that just one blow could have severely injured him.
Of course, it's not just the physical body.
The impact on his soul was also not small. Fortunately, his soul had already transformed, not only the supreme soul, but also the transformation of the inscriptions.
The corner part was contaminated by a bit of decay, but the reaction was extremely violent. Divine light bloomed in the soul, washing away that part of the decay, without giving it a chance to penetrate.
For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Li Su's mind, but soon all of them were cleared from his mind.
Six billion cells suddenly shook, and his muscle fibers underwent tremendous changes in an instant. Special scriptures appeared on them, the scriptures of the True Dragon Clan.
That's not one, let alone one.
Instead, every muscle in his body turned into real dragons.
His body shook slightly, stirring up the wind and clouds like a dragon entering water, and swam out from the huge shaking force.
He groaned softly, and at this moment, his body changed again, and wings seemed to grow out of his back. Those were the wings of the ancient Kunpeng, those were the wings of the golden-winged roc, and those were the tail feathers of the ancient peacock.
A distance of several miles, but he flew hundreds of thousands of kilometers, and for a while his figure was all over the sky.
One breath feels like a century.
Finally, when all the bodies came together.
Li Su, already as bright as light, was unbelievably fast.
He is moving forward, stepping on time.
A strange scene appeared. Time was actually going backwards, being overtaken by him, and showing transcendence.
It was clear that the dead soul Jinsheng attacked first, and Li Su responded later, but the end result was that he caught up with him, and at the moment Jinsheng punched him, he also punched him.
Boom~!
At the moment of collision, the space collapsed.
There was too much energy, the energy was too high, and everything centered on the two of them was completely destroyed without a sound.
No explosion, no impact.
What was in the center was just the collision between avenues, and the extraordinary particles were torn apart and turned into light, forming something like radiation.
Silent, but deadly.
All matter within a radius of thousands of miles is vibrating and evaporating.
Even after the destruction of the ancient war in the underworld, the remains and rubble of the old scene could not help but shake, being touched by the power of the two men, who was no more than Taiyi, but far surpassed Taiyi.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a terrible explosion, but it was not between the two of them, but on the land far away from them, on the old scene.
The corpse is red and the earth is burning.
In a radius of thousands of miles, unimaginable high temperatures were formed, and all materials were burned red.
The fist was broken.
The extremely terrifying attack obviously exceeded the limit that Taiyi's physical body could withstand.
But, it grew back the next second.
One side is a near-sage, which has already gathered eternal light. For it, this kind of brokenness does not even need to blink.
The other side has supreme control, and even one of the six billion cells can be regenerated. This level of damage is not worth mentioning.
The two figures disappeared and directly entered another plane, a world that could not be reached by sight or sound.
The world that can only be touched after reaching the Great Luo Realm is the height where only the most powerful creatures can stand.
One relied on his own supreme state to forcefully jump into it.
The other one relied on the Supreme Saint and added the most precious treasure, and also jumped into it.
Chasing time, transcending time, turning into light.
There, the two began an unprecedented crazy fight.
At this moment, the battlefield is no longer limited to the Great Emperor's Palace in Fengdu. In a blink of an eye or a breath, it is a fight between thousands or tens of thousands of miles.
Bah! Bah! Bah!
Thousands of miles away, there was a sudden explosion.
The terrifying power appeared for a moment, tearing the heaven and earth apart, and billions of thunders exploded.
Bah! Bah! Bah!
Another place is exploding.
In some places, it simply withered.
Somewhere is burning.
In one place, a super hurricane rolled up covering dozens of miles in radius.
With the Fengdu Emperor's Palace as the center, the battlefield is getting bigger and bigger.
The entire eastern and central battlefield was impressed, covered, and affected.
The ghosts and dead souls stopped and began to run away frantically, trying to stay away from this place and get out of this terrible center.
A scene that completely exceeded expectations.
Xie Bi'an, Fan Wushe, Niu Tou, and Ma Mian were running desperately for their lives at the moment. Although they couldn't end up, the battlefield was not far away, so when the intensity of the battle increased again, they didn't hesitate and fell directly into the desert.
And escape.
Although their realm has been broken through a long time ago, they are still not as powerful as the Conferred Gods and Journey to the West.
But on this battlefield, their realm will also be suppressed, and once they are affected, they will really die.
Similarly, on the Death Soul side, the Death Soul Prince, Death Soul Da Luo, and the Black Mountain Sect's senior brother Yu Shan are also running away frantically. Let alone what Yu Shan is thinking, Death Soul Da Luo's expression at this moment is one of aggrieved.
, that’s unbelievable.
It’s just my ancestor, what the hell is that human monk from the mythical world?
Don't talk about them, the entire battlefield.
The super battlefield where nearly tens of billions of monks collided stopped at this moment, and their attention was attracted by the battle centered on the Fengdu Emperor Palace.
The movement was really too scary.
The curtain above the head was distorted, and extraordinary particles continuously spewed out from the center like a tsunami, forming a huge tsunami hundreds of thousands, no, millions of miles away.
The movement was too big, too big.
It is as if two Godzillas suddenly appeared fighting each other in a mortal war. It is no longer the time to fight, but to always pay attention and be careful not to be affected by the battle between the two behemoths and die.
However, when everyone on the entire battlefield was attracted, shocked, and horrified by the battle.
*******
In the center, an even more amazing scene was staged.
The Dead Soul Near Saint was roaring, and as time passed, its roar became louder and louder.
As for the reason.
Very simple.
It was suppressed!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Collision, collision.
The Dead Soul Near Saint was retreating and retreating continuously. Its body was torn open, blood was splashing, and in the cracks, terrifying supreme power was shining, strangling its body.
How can this be???
The opponent's fist is getting heavier and heavier, and the collision is gradually overwhelming its power, leaving wounds on its body.
This is something that should not and cannot happen.
But at this moment, it happened.
At the same time, Li Su's eyes were shining, his expression became more and more passionate, and his blood and soul couldn't help boiling.
It's not that he overwhelmed the near saint, but that he felt his own improvement.
Here, it is not just the Taoism and magical powers that have changed in quality.
Since becoming the Taiyi mid-level player, he has actually been stagnant for too long, and has not felt that his strength has progressed smoothly for a long, long time.
But it's different now, completely different.
As he broke through the middle stage of Taiyi, entered the late stage of Taiyi, and began to build the most important power of the middle path in the Taiyi realm, that feeling came back.
A large amount of Tao was constantly surging into his body.
Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions.
Limited by the lane, there is no way to hold more, and no way to integrate and improve. At this moment, the restrictions are fully opened.
In the late Taiyi period, just holding the middle way was worth three thousand.
And a middle path means three thousand small paths.
In other words, at this level of the main path alone, Li Su can hold nine million paths, and this is only the highest number of single paths he has mastered.
You must know that saints are supremely dual-pathed.
In other words, nine million should be multiplied by two, which is 18 million.
And this is only the number of main paths, not counting the miscellaneous paths.
This is true for the main path, let alone the miscellaneous path? If he is willing, the total number can directly exceed 100 million.
How many trails does Li Su have now? Less than 1.5 million, only about 1.5%.
It's not even a little bit short of perfection.
It can be said that he has waited for this moment for too long, too long.
Therefore, the feeling of a dead soul approaching a saint is not an illusion. Almost every second that passes, Li Su becomes stronger and his strength increases.
As the unprecedented heir to the Supreme Taoist lineage of the Seven Saints, and above the myth of the Great Perfection of the Fifteen Fires, so what if he is in the same realm as a near-sage under the Perfection?
Not to mention that Li Su still has a treasure in his hand at the moment. Every time his strength increases, the effects will be unimaginable.
Boom!
With another punch, the Death Soul Near Saint was knocked away by Li Su.
Realm, plus treasure.
Under the double superposition, his strength completely surpassed and overwhelmed the opponent.
He was punched for more than ten thousand miles, the arm that resisted was broken, and a huge groove was made in his chest, with an immortal punch mark deeply carved on it.
A mouthful of vermilion vomited out, and the dead soul was shaken. The punch penetrated its body, and its body was shaken. There were terrifying supreme scriptures shining inside. If it were not for the eternal artistic conception and the light of the holy realm, it would probably disintegrate.
Already.
In an instant, emotions that had not been experienced in hundreds of thousands of years filled its heart at this moment, and its body could not help but tremble.