"Shut up and wash your hands quickly! We still have 12 days at most. We may miss another five years." Zhao Yuande didn't talk to him. He just warned and fell into practice again.

Three days later, Zhao Yuande suddenly felt a strong breath coming from the east of the city, as if a hot sun was rising slowly in the east of the city, making people feel a heat wave rolling in.

"What a powerful breath, this person may be my strong enemy!" Zhao Yuande frowned slightly, but did not act.

He is still seizing every moment to practice.

The swallowing vortex had appeared on his head, and the terrible suction pulled all the huge energy around him.

Of course, he also had a little moderation. He did not fully absorb these energy, but left a small part for Lord tortoise and two separate bodies.

"Roar!"

It was three days later that Zhao Yuande felt the hot breath of the sun and gradually approached himself.

This breath locked itself, and it seems to be coming for itself.

Zhao Yuande grew up, took a long breath, and then appeared in the void the next moment.

A golden flame burns brightly in the void. In the golden flame, a person's virtual shadow can be seen from time to time.

"Wei Tuo, the peak of Xianjun, waves like the sea of stars, to the King Kong Buddha of Yang Buddha sect, to the body of Yang Buddha..."

This man... Is so strong. He's a little powerful. Zhao Yuande once heard Yijie talk about it. Their Zen is the branch of Buddhism, which is deep in the starry sky.

It seems good. The other party's information shows his identity. It seems that he has a high status in Buddhism.

"What a powerful flame, what a powerful body. I'm afraid this person's... Combat effectiveness is stronger than his own..." Zhao Yuande felt the other party's breath and frowned. He felt that he might not be able to beat the other party if he didn't use the force of nature.

The other party's combat effectiveness has reached a limit, and the other party's physical body seems to have reached a terrible state of cultivation, and the physical strength has been developed to the limit.

"Almsgiver, you are very strong. I will defeat you today." a thunderous voice came from the golden flame.

"OK! Come on!" Zhao Yuande raised his eyes slightly. Although the other party was strong, he was not weak. It was a big deal to fight with the other party's blood. His immortal body didn't believe it could consume the other party.

"Boom!"

The two immediately launched a war. As soon as Zhao Yuande came up, he felt that his flesh was slightly inferior to the other party. He still suffered a small loss.

At this time, one of his arms was bleeding, and he just hit it hard. He felt the powerful heat sweeping, which reduced the moisture of his whole body, and the whole person lost a circle all at once.

"I'm afraid I'm really going to lose. This opponent is too strong!" Zhao Yuande's mind turned and never hid again. The five stars in his body burst out instantly. A terrible force exploded in his body, and his strength soared.

"Dong!"

He reeled the other party directly with one punch, but the flame on the other party's body burned him all black. If he hadn't been wearing a Qipin Xianbao battle clothes, he would be naked now.

Even so, his hair and beauty were burned clean.

"Come again!"

Zhao Yuande felt a burst of irritability, as if there was a crazy devil in his heart, and began to attack the other party uncontrollably.

His strength was barely equal to that of the other party when all five stars burst out, but the terrible flame threatened him anytime and anywhere.

Even if he is a chaotic holy body and has strong resistance to the power of various elements, this flame is not an ordinary fire, but a flame called honglianye fire. It does not only burn the body, but also burn the spirit of Zhao Yuande.

Fortunately, Zhao Yuande's spirit has reached the middle of the Immortal Emperor at this time, otherwise it will be burned by this flame.

"You are very strong. You are the most powerful person I have met. If you were promoted to Xianjun, I might not be your opponent, but now you can't beat me. Admit defeat!" the other party's voice is not aggressive, but a very flat tone, as if chatting.

"Let's see if you have this ability! But I'm afraid you can't defeat me by your current means alone." Zhao Yuande has gradually adapted to each other's battle and can barely suppress each other.

However, at this time, his body has become a little thin, the water on his body seems to have been drained, and blood vessels have been clearly seen under his skin.

"Then don't blame me!" the other party's hand didn't know when there was a huge Zen stick, which released a frightening force.

The Zen stick is like a revived God. The breath rises little by little, and the spirit continues to release terrible pressure. Finally, it is comparable to the powerful existence of an Immortal Emperor in the early days.

The Zen stick and the King Kong Buddha named Wei Tuo are not as simple as one plus one equals two. They seem to be two strong men in the early days of the Immortal Emperor, and they have a very strong tacit understanding between them. They entrust holding the Zen stick to fight like hands and fingers, and their combat effectiveness is instantly enhanced several times!

"Dong!"

Zhao Yuande was suppressed by the huge breath of the Zen staff. Without resistance, he was directly hammered into his chest by the Zen staff.

His flesh was directly blown to pieces and turned into dozens of pieces, flying out in all directions.

"Give it to me!"

Zhao Yuande's spirit shouted, and the flesh and blood fragments flying in all directions were pulled by a mysterious force and all returned.

In just one tenth of a blink of an eye, Zhao Yuande's body was remodeled, but his Qi and blood decreased a little. This consumption is more than the sum of all the battles these days.

"You make me very angry, and the consequences are very serious!" Zhao Yuande dared not hide any more. His body turned into a thousand feet chaotic giant, holding a yuan magnetic sword.

"Dang!"

The yuan magnetic sword collided with the other party's Zen stick.

Zhao Yuande flew out directly, and the other party was uncomfortable. His face was also flushed.

"What a powerful weapon!" Wei Tuo felt the terrible pulling force carried by the yuan magnetic divine sword. He immediately felt something wrong when he passed the stick just now. A powerful pulling force was instantly introduced into his Zen stick. Only 80% of the original power was left.

"Dang Dang!"

A series of explosions came. Zhao Yuande flew out again and again and rushed back fiercely again and again.

The strength of the immortal body was brought into full play by him.