Chapter 2637
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Within the Great Emperor Battle Array. The two Quasi-Emperor powerhouses began their final battle. This time, their attacks were much slower than before, but the power was many times more terrifying. As a result, cultivators at the Saint realm could clearly see their attack trajectories.
Real Man Longmei and the others all stretched their necks, widened their eyes, and stared intently into the Great Emperor Battle Array, not daring to miss any details.
This level of battle is a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable took the lead in launching an attack. A cyan divine sword appeared in his hand. With a gentle wave, countless sword qi crisscrossed, directly pointing at the Holy Monk of Ling Mountain.
”Clang！” The sword edge released peerless sharpness, revealing endless killing intent, as if it wanted to pierce the sky.
”Hmph！” The Holy Monk of Ling Mountain sneered. Five fingers of his left hand spread open, and monstrous demonic energy surged out from his palm like a peerless cage, suppressing the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable.
In a trance, within that demonic energy, it was as if a peerless Demon King was hidden. The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable was fearless. The long sword in his hand was like a bolt of lightning, cutting across the sky and directly slashing over.
“Boom!” There was a deafening noise shaking the heavens and the earth. And this was just the beginning. The great battle continued. The Holy Monk of Ling Mountain wore a cassock, his face was ferocious, and there was a green light flashing in his eyes. Every time he made a move, there was a wisp of black qi lingering around, as if it could devour everything between heaven and earth.
The long sword in the hand of the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable shone with a cold light, revealing an extremely fierce aura. His swordsmanship had reached the peak. Every time he swung his sword, it was with the momentum of wind and thunder, making people daunting.
”Boom！” When the two fought, the sky collapsed and the earth split, and the wind and clouds changed color. The demonic energy of the Holy Monk of Ling Mountain and the sword qi of the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable intertwined, forming a series of thrilling collisions.
Every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if even the heavens and the earth were trembling. The two were in the battle array, their bodies shining, as if they had become two deities in this world, performing a earth-shattering duel.
“Hahaha…” Suddenly, the Holy Monk of Ling Mountain let out a wild laugh, formed seals with both hands, and fully activate the Devouring Heaven Demon Skill. A more surging demonic energy surged out from his body and quickly swept towards the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable.
Seeing this, a hint of weight appeared in the eyes of the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable. He took a deep breath, then condensed all his power and swung out a shocking sword glow.
The sword glow and the demonic energy collided in the air, erupting with a dazzling light.
“Boom!” ” For a moment, the entire world was covered by this light, extremely dazzling. When the light dissipated, it was seen that both the Holy Monk of Ling Mountain and the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable spat out blood at the same time, their bodies had cracks, and then they each retreated.
This was a tragic duel！ Whether it was the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable or the Holy Monk of Ling Mountain, their bodies were almost shattered.
You should know that they were not only quasi-emperor powerhouses, but also mastered powerful body-refining divine arts. The Holy Monk of Ling Mountain had cultivated the Diamond-Body Divine Skill, while the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable had cultivated the Purple Emperor Golden Body Secret Art.
Even so, their bodies still suffered injuries.
“clang！” The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable made a move again, slashing out with a sword suddenly, and the sharp edge swept out, like a continuous mountain range, reaching the sky and the earth, mighty and majestic.
The Saint Monk of Spirit Mountain on the opposite side felt as if a divine dragon was whistling towards him, and the majestic momentum made him a little breathless, and the terrible sharp edge seemed to split the heaven and earth.
“Hmph, mere tricks.” The Saint Monk of Spirit Mountain snorted coldly and activated the Heaven-Devouring Demon Skill. In an instant, a pitch-black magic bell appeared above his head.
That magic bell was transformed by demonic energy. Although it was not a real treasure, its power was unimaginable.
“dong……” The magic bell rang loudly, releasing a terrifying energy, like a huge tsunami, crush towards the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable.
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable did not retreat at all, and swung his sword out. The sword light was about a thousand feet long, like a pillar of the gods collapsing.
In the blink of an eye, the magic bell and the long sword collided together.
“boom!” ” Long sparks appeared in the sky splashing out like flames. The next moment both the Saint Monk of Spirit Mountain and the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable were shaken back and spat out blood.
Then, regardless of their injuries, the two continued to charge and kill each other.
”Pfft！” Blood spattered. Both were injured. Extremely tragic！ The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable found an opportunity. After the two separated, he took a sip of wine and then laughed loudly, “Breaking through five hundred years earlier than me, it’s just so-so.” Hearing this, the Holy Monk of Spirit Mountain let out a roar.
”Roar！” In an instant, the entire Great Emperor Battle Formation trembled violently, and the terrifying sound waves spread out, shattering the void.
The might of one roar was like a fierce dragon roaring, extremely terrifying.
”Kill！” Then, the Holy Monk of Spirit Mountain let out a furious roar, and the demonic energy all over his body was like a monstrous wave, shaking the universe.
At this moment, he was like a peerless devil king, breaking free from the shackles and rushing out from the Nine Nether Hells, extremely terrifying.
”Kill！” The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable also let out a long whistle and brandished his sword to meet him. Bang！ Soon, the two collided and engaged in a life-and-death struggle.
The Purple Yang Celestial Venerable and the Holy Monk of Spirit Mountain, at this moment, seemed to have reached a consensus and completely gave up on defense, constantly attacking each other.
“Boom!” The two fought to the death in the Great Emperor Battle Formation, which made the people outside the battle formation stunned and at the same time felt creepy.
Originally, they thought that the battle between the Saint Monk of Spirit Mountain and the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable, who were both powerhouses of this level, would definitely involve the display of all kinds of extremely mysterious skills and a life-and-death battle at the speed of light. But they never expected that the two would actually abandon the fancy moves and engage in a head-on collision, with every punch hitting the flesh.
This made the onlookers feel both nervous and excited. The Purple Sun Celestial Venerable’s swordsmanship was divine. In his hands, the long sword changed in countless ways, sometimes as light as a cloud, sometimes as fast as lightning, advancing bravely, and every sword was filled with peerless sharpness.
As for the Saint Monk of Spirit Mountain, he was originally arrogant and thought that since he had broken through to the Quasi-Emperor realm earlier than the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable, he didn’t take the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable seriously. But who knew that after the fight, the Purple Sun Celestial Venerable’s power exceeded his expectations.
The two had been fighting for so long and were almost evenly matched. This made the Saint Monk of Spirit Mountain both shocked and angry.
“Why？”
“I broke through to the Quasi-Emperor realm five hundred years earlier than him. Why can he still compete with me？”
“Is the sword cultivator really that difficult to deal with？” The more the Saint Monk of Spirit Mountain thought about it, the angrier he became. The fierce light in his eyebrows became stronger, and he couldn’t help but let out another beast-like roar.
“Roar——” The Saint Monk of Spirit Mountain swung his fists and smashed them out. His boxing technique was very terrifying, combining the Buddhist and demonic qi, with boundless power.
The two were tit for tat and refused to take a step back.
“Pfft！” Suddenly, the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable’s sword struck the Holy Monk of Spirit Mountain, almost splitting him in half.
“Ah…” The Holy Monk of Spirit Mountain roared towards the sky, and then glared at the Purple Yang Celestial Venerable and roared, “You’re dead today！”
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