Chapter 30 The Battle of Masters!

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The four masters in the world, the strongest one is Gu Qianshan.

The next three major masters are the imperial sword ancestor, the high priest and the night emperor.

Now, two of the four masters, the high priest and the night emperor, will have a battle between the masters here.

This is a prosperous era that has not been seen in more than 100 years since the first battle of the three masters, but the only one who was lucky to witness this battle of the masters was the unknown boy Gu Xinghe, who was disguised "Lonely Cliff".

The scorching sun is in the sky, and there are no clouds.

The people of the imperial capital far away in Chang'an City will never know that something is happening here that makes their blood boil, the battle of the master! I'm afraid that after today, the name of the Night Emperor and this war are bound to become the image of heated discussion by hundreds of millions of imperial people.

"Cover! God! Cover! Day!!!"

With a roar, he shook the heaven and the earth. The night emperor waved his hands, and the cloudless blue sky was instantly covered by the dark clouds, which was the high scorching sun. At this time, it was no longer possible to shine the sun on this land.

The wind is roaring all over the sky.

Although the ancient Xinghe was protected by the boundary, he could also feel the cold breath in the strong wind. He saw it from afar: the grass trees withered, and then turned into ashes, and the soil turned into sand and piled up into hills.

is the small cabin where the high priest lived. At this time, it has already turned into ashes in the gloomy wind, and he can no longer find his true face.

It turns out that this is the strength of the master's realm!

Gu Xinghe couldn't help but have infinite desire in his heart. He once again strengthened his heart: he must reach the realm of the master!

It's just a strong man in the master's realm, and he is a real strong man!

"The light of the ancestors!" The voice of the high priest whispered in this emptiness. The kind words made the ancient Xinghe seem to feel the blowing of the spring breeze. A bright light suddenly emitted from the golden stick (let's call it a stick) in his hand, and then became brighter and brighter, expelling the cold flying across the sky.

Although the scorching sun in the sky is blocked, it seems that another round of warm sun is slowly rising in the world.

The power of the high priest turned out to be as gentle, gentle and kind as ancient Xinghe guessed...

"Hmm, old man, is it so capable?" In the sky, the Night Emperor hummed like a black silk, suddenly emanating from the silver crutches in his hand, and then they all stabbed in the direction of the high priest crazily.

Cover the sky and don't see the sun!

Is this the real magic power of "covering the sky and the sun"?!

Gu Xinghe hurriedly looked in the direction of the high priest, but saw that he was not afraid of hanging in the sky. He moved forward with a golden stick, and the golden light flew away against the black silk all over the sky.

Is this a battle between gods and Buddhas?

Gu Xinghe suddenly had a very ridiculous feeling. It seems that he is now living in the era of gods in his previous life. What he sees is not the struggle between the strong masters, but Jiang Ziya against Shen Gongbao in the battle of gods, an old man and a middle-aged man, a white head and a black hair...

"The light of the ancestors, the golden light!" The high priest whispered, and the brilliant light suddenly became more intense. Gu Xinghe narrowed his eyes and found that the golden staff in the high priest's hand seemed to melt, emitting a dazzling light.

Presumably, the high priest has urged Yuanli to the extreme!

However, I don't know where the night emperor came from before he cultivated the realm of a master, so he dared to find a high priest to compete. What's more surprising is that the two can still compete with each other.

But obviously, the high priest at this time has begun to be slightly angry because of the powerlessness and arrogance of the Night Emperor. The light emitted by the golden stick in his hand is melting and eroding the dark silk emitted by the Silver Acroachment of the Night Emperor step by step.

The Night Emperor was also crazily urging the power in his body and poured it all into the silver crutches in his hand, but it seemed that his power was not as thick as the high priest. The black silk gradually melted, and even the black clouds above the sky also dispersed one by one.

Gu Xinghe sighed in his heart, and it seemed that the Night Emperor would undoubtedly lose.

"Bum!" With a loud noise, the silver stick in the night emperor's hand exploded, and the black silk was also entangled and disordered for a moment.

A stream of blood flowed from the corners of the night emperor's mouth, and his body suddenly drifted back a few feet, but immediately floated forward, raising his hands and shouting loudly. The dark silk once again hit the golden light of the high priest.

"Why is this necessary? Give up!" The voice of the high priest floated in the void, and his kind voice made him not have a trace of resistance.

"No!!!" The Night Emperor roared and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood void was between his palms, and he only heard him chant angrily, "There is only one in heaven and earth! Break it!!!"

The light blue blood immediately became cloudy, and then became as dark as ink. He pushed his hands forward, and suddenly the black ** had been splashed in the dark silk.

As if he had received the full nourishment, the black silk in the sky rushed to the high priest with its teeth and claws, no longer afraid of death and the golden light.

The expression on the high priest's face suddenly became more serious. He held the golden staff in both hands and shouted, "God of the ancestors, with your light, restore your body."

The high priest suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood on the golden stick, and the golden light became more and more intense. He slowly let go of his hands and let the golden staff float in the air, only to which he seemed to sing something and call something in a shallow voice.

The Night Emperor frantically urged the black silk all over the sky and headed towards the high priest, but no matter how hard he tried, the golden light could not help narrow the scope, but always resisting the dark silk all over the sky and prevented it from being close to the body of the high priest.

"God, please show your true body!" The high priest suddenly raised his forehead and pointed forward with a golden stick. The golden light seemed to be guided by him and shrouded the dark silk.

Gu Xinghe faintly saw in the brilliant light that an unusually tall virtual shadow, with white hair and white clothes, with a kind smile on his face, like a high priest, but not like the high priest.

The virtual shadow was constantly condensing, and Gu Xinghe suddenly felt that this virtual shadow was extremely familiar. He knew that he could never be the virtual image of the high priest, but why did he feel familiar with each other?

Where have you ever seen it?

"Kill!" The virtual shadow finally condensed and shouted softly, and the golden light suddenly strengthened a little again, like countless flying swords, all running towards the direction of the Night Emperor.

Is this a divine blow?

Gu Xinghe has never seen such a gorgeous blow, but he doesn't know whether the Night Emperor can resist it.

But I saw the Night Emperor roaring: "There is no ancestral god in the world. Break it for me!" Broken!!!" His eyes were about to split, and black silk spread from his body, making him like a Shura killing god.

But after all, he could not resist this blow. The golden light quickly melted the black wire. He was gradually contained by the golden light, and there was only less and less black silk left to resist the attack of the golden light for him.

"I'm not willing!!!" The Night Emperor roared, stared angrily at the virtual shadow in the sky, and finally chose to give up. He suddenly waved his hands and fled up crazily with the last remaining black silk.

"Do you want to escape?" The high priest whispered and waved the golden stick in his hand. The ten thousand feet of golden light turned into an unparalleled stick and suddenly hit the back of the Night Emperor.

"Boom!" A stick hit the night emperor, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

"I will come back again!!!" But the Night Emperor did not fall down. He roared and disappeared without a trace.

How on earth is this a battle?! Gu Xinghe has been stunned for a long time.

However, the virtual shadow in the air slowly turned around and looked at the ancient Xinghe on the ground with empty eyes. In his eyes, there was a kind and warm light. With a finger of his hands, the golden light immediately flew quickly in the direction of the ancient Xinghe.

It's over! It's over!

If this virtual shadow doesn't kill the night emperor, will it come to kill itself?

No matter how tough Gu Xinghe's heart is, it will become cool at this time. The thick boundary protected him from being affected, but at this time it was like a huge bondage, trapping him here, waiting for the fate to be destroyed.

The high priest, who was still floating in the middle of the sky, was already stunned.

PS: The difference between this chapter of the battle of masters and the first volume of the battle of thousands of mountains will be explained in the next chapter. I hope you will not be confused. If you have any suggestions, please leave a message in the book review area, and I will reply seriously. If you think it's okay, please collect it. Thank you!