At this moment, Chen Xiao melted the cultivation and power of all the creatures he had eaten, and there were too many powerful people in the ordinary realm of Destruction. With Ban Ming's current cultivation level of the third level of the Dao Realm, it was really difficult to resist.

The first battle had already caused the Law Armor to vibrate violently, and a force penetrated into Ban Ming's body, causing damage to his Nine Yang Body.

Fortunately, the Wudi Tower was in hand immediately, and Ban Ming immediately felt that the Wudi Tower contained a huge heaven and earth vitality, allowing him to use it with all his strength, and at the same time, the rolling heaven and earth vitality poured into his body to replenish his lost cultivation.

It’s a pity that the area here is special and cannot communicate with the outside world. Otherwise, he could directly call on the power of heaven and earth in the entire chaotic star field. At that time, even if Chen Xiao is against the will of heaven, he will be turned into ashes in an instant.

After several moves, Ban Ming and Chen Xiao fought violently.

On the other hand, Zhuang Han and Uncle Gui have joined forces to fight Gan Changsheng.

The special illusion here makes it impossible for the powerful people in the realm of destroying the laws of heaven and earth to use the power of martial arts and artistic conception as a battle.

What shocked Zhuang and Han was that Gan Changsheng was not inferior to the two-on-one!

"Eternal Night!" Zhuang Han's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp look, and at the moment when he was in contact with Gan Changsheng's fist, he shouted with a trembling sound.

In an instant, the light disappeared and darkness enveloped. The facial features and mental perception of the time and space of the world were completely deprived of the darkness at the same time!

Night is sinking.

In just a moment, Gan Changsheng could no longer feel his body, and his soul seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pit, constantly rotating and falling, and even his consciousness quickly became blurred.

The eternal night artistic conception is the special artistic conception born in the illusion that Zhuang Han saw from a distance after watching the final meaning of Ban Ming, combined with the thunder tribulation of the heart, and elevated the original extremely dark artistic conception!

"Light!" A cold mental fluctuation suddenly spread from Gan Changsheng's body.

In an instant, Gan Changsheng's body actually bloomed with soft white light, and wherever this light passed, the darkness disappeared!

"This is..." Zhuang Han's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes widened.

Gan Changsheng smiled slightly, waved his palm to block the blow that was hit at Uncle Gui, and gently spit out a word: "No."

The terrifying energy that was enough to blow out a big hole in the powerful people in the realm of Destruction turned into nothingness in the light of the Gan Changsheng.

"The artistic conception of light!"

"The artistic conception of nothing!"

Zhuang Han and Uncle Gui exclaimed at the same time, retreating like a ghost.

These two artistic conceptions are clearly the artistic conception possessed by the two future generations who have just been killed by Shan Changsheng. Now they are actually mastered by Shan Changsheng and used to deal with them?

This is completely unreasonable, not to mention that they have never heard of anyone who can have more than one artistic conception at the same time!

At this moment, Gan Changsheng showed a strange smile on his face and said coldly: "Yong Ye!"

Just as Zhuang Han's face changed drastically, the darkness of the eternal night instantly enveloped Uncle Ghost.

Gan Changsheng made a step forward and came to Uncle Gui and pressed his palm on the latter's chest.

boom!

A beam of light rushed out from Uncle Ghost's back, tore the black robe apart, and Uncle Ghost's seven holes spewed blood and flew backwards.

"Uncle Ghost!"

Ban Ming, who was fighting fiercely with Chen Xiao, saw this scene and was furious. A terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body, and a wave full of destruction appeared on him.

At this moment, he had no reservations and used the means of putting the bottom of the box. He instantly drew five pieces of ending intentions, condensed into a punch, and blasted out at Chen Xiao.

"Empty artistic conception!"

Chen Xiao's face, which was originally very ferocious, suddenly became compassionate and peaceful, as if he had become a Buddha in an instant, and had a breath of great compassion and great liberation on his body, empty, as if he was just a dream bubble now, and he did not really exist in this world at all.

At this moment, his body even felt transparent and became translucent.

Ban Ming's punch, which contained five final meanings, actually hit the air and passed through Chen Xiao's body straight through the body and rushed into the distance.

Chen Xiao's state only lasted for a short moment, and his body turned from virtual to solid again. In an instant, the blood fog exploded and flew backwards, and his whole person turned into a bloody man.

Even though Kong Kong's artistic conception is very mysterious, how can it be easy to end up? Although Chen Xiao escaped the disaster of death on the spot, he was still seriously injured in an instant!

Ban Ming no longer cared about Chen Xiao at this time. He swept quickly and landed in front of Uncle Gui, slapped his chest with a palm, and two traces of founding intentions blasted into Uncle Gui's body.

At the same time, Qian Changsheng, after succeeding with one move, suddenly came to Chen Xiao's top, with a gentle smile on his face, but his claws fell from top to bottom on Chen Xiao's bald head!

Chen Xiao, who was already severely injured, suddenly trembled and let out a howl, as if something was being pulled away from his body.

With a wave of his hand, Qian Changsheng threw Chen Xiao, who seemed to be seriously ill, to the side.

He had a smile on his face and looked down at his palm. Suddenly the aura on his body changed, and there was a hint of emptiness, and the emptiness of emptiness was emitted.

Whether Zhuang Han or Ban Ming, or Uncle Gui who instantly recovered from the ingenuity of his injury, he looked at Qian Changsheng with an extremely terrifying look.

"The artistic conception of the emptiness... is a wonderful feeling..." Qian Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was feeling the wonderful changes in his body. He then slowly opened his eyes, swept across the other four people, and said warmly: "All the time, I always feel that humans are like dominoes. As long as I pay attention to adjusting the direction and angle of each domino, I can evolve into any shape I want..."

"No matter how powerful a person is, as long as they find their inner weakness, they can guide their behavior, and there will be... manipulation."

Qian Changsheng's eyes fell on Ban Ming's yellow and black mask, and said softly: "It seems that you understand now. From the beginning, I will guide Chen Xiao to attack you. My purpose is Chen Xiao. Of course, this is just the first stage... Now I can tell you that what I want most is actually your artistic conception..."

Ban Ming pressed his hand on the mask, and then, the armor of law was removed from him and put into the spiritual world.

Ban Ming's face and body were truly revealed in everyone's eyes.

"Ban! Ming!" Chen Xiao, who was covered in blood, saw Ban Ming's face again in his left eye, gritting his teeth.

Standing up slowly, Ban Ming stared at Qian Changsheng and said, "Can you devour other people's artistic conception?"

"Swallow? Haha..." Qian Changsheng shook his head gently and said with a smile: "Ban Ming, have you enjoyed the beauty of rights? Using morality, law, and the conventional laws of life that arise after the interests of people are entangled, and ascend to the high position of power. A sentence or a signature can affect the fate of countless people... With your personality, you probably cannot understand. But I can clearly tell you that the artistic conception I have understood is called the artistic conception of power. I have not devoured the artistic conception of others, but these artistic conceptions, willing to drive me... Do you understand, this is power."

Ban Ming and others' eyes changed, and they all realized the terrible state of power of Gan Changsheng.

Zhuang Han's eyes were solemn, and he suddenly said slowly: "I think no matter how big the power is, it has its limits. The artistic conception you can control must be limited..."

"I am worthy of being the creator of Taiyuan Gong." Gan Changsheng looked at Zhuang Han with admiration, nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I can control up to four different artistic conceptions at present, but I think that if I can get Ban Ming's artistic conception, my artistic conception of power will inevitably be greatly improved."

"It seems that you already feel that you are sure to win?" Uncle Gui also stood up and pulled off his black robe that had been much broken.

The moment Zhuang Han saw the face revealed by Uncle Gui, his expression immediately changed drastically. He looked at Uncle Gui with his eyes as if he had forgotten the threat of Gan Changsheng.

Uncle Gui noticed Zhuang Han's gaze and looked over, with a hint of bitterness on his face.

If possible, he really didn't want to show his appearance in front of Zhuang Han under such circumstances.

The so-called fate is so good.

After so many years, Uncle Ghost, who has shown himself as the Lord of the Ghost City, has no idea that the Lord of the Eternal Night Realm is actually Zhuang Han back then. It was not until recently that Uncle Ghost learned the truth.

"It seems you still don't understand." Gan Changsheng suddenly laughed and said, "Why do we fight? Because we have to decide the strongest person! As long as I can show my strength, let the little spirituality of the Myth Gate think that I am the strongest among all people. Whether you are killed or not, I will always be recognized by the Myth Gate and eventually get spirituality!"

When the other four people present heard this, their expressions changed suddenly, and they all realized that they had indeed fallen into a misunderstanding of thinking from the very beginning!

"Now I have the artistic conception of light, the artistic conception of nothing, the artistic conception of eternal night, and the artistic conception of empty. Each artistic conception is extremely strong, plus the artistic conception of power... How do you four compare with me?" Gan Changsheng said in a voice, his eyes falling on Ban Ming's face, and he talked freely, "Ban Ming's artistic conception is indeed great, but the five artistic conceptions I have are all the best. In total, you still owe me a little... Of course, if you can have the intention of ending, it is another situation, but unfortunately, although the intention of ending you used is extremely pure, it is not something that really belongs to you and cannot represent your strength."

"However, you still want to get my worldly artistic conception." Ban Ming said with a cold look.

"So your artistic conception is called the artistic conception of the world?" Gan Changsheng smiled and said to Ban Ming: "I just like to collect beautiful things, and in my opinion, your artistic conception of the world is a rare treasure in the world and deserves to be my collection."

Ban Ming said calmly: "It seems that you don't have that confidence in yourself, so you plan to get the empty artistic conception first."

"Yes." Gan Changsheng was very calm.

Ban Ming frowned and stared at Gan Changsheng, and suddenly a suspicious look appeared in his eyes: "You are different from me."

Compared with the one who appeared in the central array eye a hundred years ago, the one who is now gave Ban Ming a completely different feeling. Although he is also sophisticated, his personality and way of speaking are obviously different.

If you must describe it, these two dried immortals are like twin brothers with the same face!

Another important reason that caused Ban Ming's suspicion was that it had already appeared as early as when Chen Changsheng talked about the secrets of spirituality.

At that time, there was something in his mind that was puzzled.

That is, the age of Gan Changsheng he saw was only sixty-five years!

Sixty-five years? You should know that Gan Changsheng lived from the Age of the Confucian Gods to this era. No matter how you count, you will have at least a few thousand or ten thousand years of life. How could you only live for sixty-five years?

As if he had seen what Ban Ming thought, Gan Changsheng smiled faintly and said, "I am not the Gan Changsheng you remember. The Gan Changsheng you have dealt with is dead. As for me, it is just the second soul that split out and left in the body before his Yang God left his body. It only woke up completely decades ago... Speaking of which, I should thank you, because if it weren't for the death of my deity, my second soul wouldn't have been awakened one day. I gave myself a brand new name called Yemoro."

The second soul!

Ban Ming immediately remembered that Gan Changsheng, who appeared in the central array eye, was only the body of the Yang God, but his body disappeared!

However, it is really unbelievable that something like splitting out the second soul.

"Where was Gan Changsheng's body hiding at the beginning?" Ban Ming asked immediately, then thought of something, his eyes moved, and he guessed: "The Little World of the Gods?"

Yemoro nodded slightly.

Ban Ming secretly regretted that he should have thought of it long ago. At that time, Changsheng was determined to return the era of the Gods, so it was normal to hide his body in the small world of the Gods!

At this moment, Yemoro suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, I've talked a lot of nonsense, and the time is almost done... Spirituality should have been judged now, who is most qualified to be its master."

Ban Ming felt nervous, and then he realized that Yemoro seemed to have said so much, but he was actually delaying the time?

Zhuang Han and Uncle Gui were also as if they were facing a great enemy, and their expressions were a little nervous.

As for Chen Xiao, his face was a little gloomy at this time, as if he was thinking about something.

After a few seconds, nothing happened. Yemoro frowned, then sighed softly, and looked at Ban Ming and others with a little cold look: "It seems that my advantage is not as obvious as I imagined. Since that is the case, I can only kill you one by one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yemoro moved his body... and rushed towards Chen Xiao!

Find soft pinch persimmons!
To be continued...