"So that's it. The Nine Dragon King fights the Saint to break the way, leading the Nine Dragon Immortal Court to challenge the Holy Court, forcing the Saint to take action. ∷, the Saint King is not always in the Nine Heavens Realm, and is no longer as enthusiastic towards the Nine Heavens Realm as before. In order to prevent a second Nine Dragon King from appearing, he decided to find a puppet in the Nine Heavens Realm... So you, the Great Emperor of the North."

Luo Chuan's voice was slightly sarcastic: "You were born at the end of the Nine Dragon Immortal Court era. If you count, you are not yet a hundred years old this year. Unfortunately, the plan of the sage has obviously failed. You, the spokesperson of the puppet, cannot even suppress me, a monk under the age of fifty years old. Outside the Xingyuan, your Arctic army is being eaten by my Tianluo coalition forces. In the Xingyuan, you are still in your life. Even the sages have to run back to help you... I think that sage is called the sage, right? You must regret giving birth to you, right?"

"Hahaha, Luo Chuan, why are you so confident?" The Great Emperor of the North Pirate sneered: "Don't think I don't know that Zhao Ruyi colluded with you and betrayed most of my territory. But what can I do? Even the army of billions of monks is just a number, a piece on the chessboard. The order of heaven, the law of morality, the law of morality, whoever can win the faith of all people will be the final winner."

"It's a pity that I've won this game."

"Luo Chuan, you must regret it. Please meet this emperor in this era."

"And that Jiulongjun, he should be glad that he avoided the era of this emperor, leaving behind a so-called legend."

"Luo Chuan, use your death to open the prelude to my Arctic Holy Emperor era... Try this punch of this emperor."

The Great Emperor of the North Pirate smiled playfully. His body did not move. A white aurora jumped out of his body, turning into human-shaped light and shadow, and suddenly surged, above the star abyss. The heaven and earth rose infinitely. A strange, mysterious, and full of infinite mystery artistic conception overflowed from the human-shaped light and shadow, instantly filling the heaven and earth!

His physical body was still in place, with a smile on his face, and he often said a few words of mocking Luo Chuan. It seemed that he was not affected at all.

The powerful overlords who were watching the battle in the distant heaven, earth, mountains and river arena turned their heads one after another and looked at the human-shaped light and shadow standing tall in surprise.

"Oh my God, could that be... a divine clone?"

"Yes, it is the legendary divine clone! Oh my God, who is the North Pole Emperor! Only the extraordinary genius who grows up with the legendary divine fetus can have the divine clone!"

"Everything has spirits. Those beings who are born extraordinary and transcendent have a much higher level of life than us. Once they have gained the faith of sentient beings, they will burst out their nature and refine their divine clones!"

"The divine clone is the strongest clone! No, the divine clone has been free from the constraints of the body. Although it does not have the defensiveness and stability of the body, it is more spiritual than the cultivator himself, and has a mysterious and mysterious artistic conception! Once a certain method or Taoist technique is used, its power can be at least ten times stronger than that of the body!"

The strong men from various domains and forces from the Nine Heavens were talking about it. But gradually, some of the strong men suddenly thought of something. Unbelievable appeared on their faces.

"The domain competition has begun, why can the Arctic Emperor still take action?"

"Only young monks who are qualified to participate in the competition can... the Arctic Emperor will not..."

"He is less than a hundred years old? How is this possible!"

"So that's it! The Great Emperor of the North Pole has a divine clone, at least a congenital divine fetus. What's the point of wondering about now that he is less than 100 years old? Fist force... He used the divine clone to use the punch force!"

boom!

The Arctic Emperor laughed loudly, feeling refreshed, as if a bystander was watching Luo Chuan playfully.

And in front of him, his divine clone aimed at Luo Chuan and punched him out!

Fist posture!

The strongest punch of the overlord of Jiutian Fist!

And it is the strongest punch from the divine clone!

This punch not only possesses the boundless domineering aura that the Great Emperor of the North Pole has, but also is filled with an indescribable spirituality, and is unrestrained, but also a divine nature, showing the true nature of the boxing! Yin and Yang and Five Elements, the living beings in the world, the changes of all things, and even time and space are contained in the artistic conception of his punch!

Compared with his punch, the punch he "defeated" Luo Chuan ten years ago seemed so simple, fragmented, and unspiritual.

The fist was like a star fall, and like a dense flowing wind, everywhere. Luo Chuan fell behind his arms, leaned back, and slid backwards. At his feet was a long river of time.

With a long river of time, you can advance or retreat.

Luo Chuan wandered in the long river of time, calmly shy, and seemed to have no intention of fighting back immediately.

Boom!

The long river of time was punched into two sections by the divine clone of the Arctic Emperor.

Luo Chuan's body shook, gently wandered out, and entered the fourth level of space.

Another loud sound!

The four-level space is split into pieces, like broken glass, sliding downward.

Luo Chuan gently shook his sleeves, and the fifth level of space opened, as if he had opened another door, walked easily, leaving the collapsed and broken fourth level of space.

"Haha, ten years ago, although you were not as good as me, you could at least fight with this emperor. Ten years later, you would only keep avoiding and fleeing in a panic under my fist. Luo Chuan, you have made no progress in the past ten years. It seems that this emperor and you are no longer on the same level."

The Arctic Emperor shook his head, feeling restless.

“It’s true… not on the same level…”

Luo Chuan's voice sounded, echoing the stars.

"Oh?" The Great Emperor of the Arctic looked at Luo Chuan in a little surprised, and then laughed: "It's rare that you will admit that you are still honest in this regard."

"I mean, you really failed to keep up with my level." Luo Chuan slowed down, raised his head, faced the gaze of the North Pole Emperor, and shook his head.

"I thought that in these ten years, as the son of a sage and mastering the way of heaven, you should be more powerful." "I didn't expect that after ten years, I was waiting for only a divine clone, which really disappointed me."

"Is this your strongest move? There is no other more powerful one?"

Most of the strong men watching the domain competition have turned their attention to the battle situation here. There are only a few of them who can see clearly, but most of them can roughly see that the Arctic Emperor has the upper hand with his divine clone.

The face of the Great Emperor of the North changed again and again, and finally he sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Luo Chuan? Are you just good at speaking big? You can stop and not escape! You let me see how you have made progress in the past ten years!"

"Just with your punch, I don't need to use my fighting and hard work to get it."

Luo Chuan shook his head and stood firm in the void.

Rumble!

The divine clone of the North Pole Emperor used the fist to the extreme and took the opportunity to surround Luo Chuan. The dense fists filled with divine spirituality were like the falling stars in the time of extinction, and were about to submerge Luo Chuan!

A note sounded.

The sound is very light, but it penetrates the power of the divine fist.

This sound came from Luo Chuan, but it was impossible to tell which part of his body came from. As he raised his hand and pointed it out with his fingers, the notes sounded, the world was deserted, and sentient beings were sinking, and only the notes were left.

Suddenly, endless spirituality was released from the notes!

Its spirituality is not the nature of the gods, but it comes from all living beings.

No matter in the nine heavens and thousands of realms, or in the outside world, all sentient beings have spirits.

The spirits of all living beings and all things in the heavens gather into a note, which is the true meaning.

"Destroy."

Luo Chuan said, but his voice exploded from the notes. At the same time, his slender jade white fingers pointed at the fist of the gods like the stars' silence.

Hurry!

The moment before, the fist that made the soul tremble, was like melting snow, stagnating in the air, slowly and without resistance, melting as light as dust feathers, disappearing in the air.

The Arctic Emperor looked stiff, his face twitched twice, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"Arctic, it's been ten years, you won't have created this trick?"

"Arctic, do you have any other tricks?"

"If not, try my punch."

Luo Chuan was suspended in the void and looked faintly at the North Pole Emperor. A fire wind gushed out from his body with the flowing light, and also turned into a transparent figure and punched out.

Compared with the punch of the Arctic Emperor, Luo Chuan's punch seemed particularly simple and simple.

The huge waterfall in the sky is not far away, and the waters are rushing. No matter how the domain competition is held or the punch of the Arctic Emperor's god, it has not caused any interference to it.

But when Luo Chuan punched out, Tianhuang Giant Waterfall suddenly stopped. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!