Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The old white figure is like electricity, his spear is like a dragon, and thousands of dragon-shaped spear lights emerge!

With the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, rolling towards Ji Wuhui!

The space can't even stand it, like a mirror, with black cracks!

If the two were to compete in reality, Mr. Bai would certainly not use his best.

The name of the white spear **** is not just talking.

Even if Ji Wuhui was asking the pinnacle, if Old Bai tried his best, he would definitely not get any benefit!

But now it's different, this is in the tower of trial, even death can be instantly resurrected, there is no need for fear at all.

Therefore, Mr. Bai used his best to make a move!

This trick is the famous trick of Mr. Bai-Dragon Fights and Eight Wastes!

Ji Wuhui did not dare to neglect.

He looked solemn and took a deep breath.

An emperor's air lingers around him!

In an instant, the already dim sky suddenly flickered.

A vision emerged.

A humanoid phantom with a size of a thousand meters and a dragon robe slowly rose from behind Ji Wuhui.

The phantom is also holding Qingfeng, which is nine points similar to Ji Wuhui.

The Dharmakaya of the Holy Emperor, the practice practiced by the Emperor of the Star Empire!

Ji Wuhui raised his arm and slashed towards the sea of ​​spear light rushing forward!

The same goes for the phantom behind him!

A bit of cold light!

A dazzling golden flame flashed on the blade of hundreds of feet in size, and the air was directly burned!

This sword seems to be able to split the world!

Before the sword fell, the mountains below could no longer bear it, and an abyss of a thousand feet in size appeared!

The two attacks collided, and the world fell silent in an instant!

An extremely bright light emerged from the meeting place, and the whole world was covered by it!

...

"what happened?"

The few people who were staring at the display screen saw a bright picture, suddenly a little anxious.

Obviously when the critical moment is reached, why can't I see it? !

"The victory is divided."

Luo Chuan's faint voice sounded.

At this time, everyone realized that the boss actually came to a few people at some unknown time.

"Boss, how do you know? The outcome is clearly undecided!" Bu Lige said in a puzzled manner.

Luochuan: "Feeling."

Everyone:...

"Actually, I also feel that the outcome has almost been separated." Yao Ziyan smiled and said.

"Then Ziyan sister, who can win in the end?" Bu asked poetically and curiously.

Yao Ziyan shook his head and sold it off: "Look first, the results will be announced soon."

At this point, the light on the display has gradually dimmed.

I can vaguely see the ground that has become riddled with holes, the fragmented space that is constantly recovering automatically.

Of course, there are two figures standing in the sky and facing each other.

After a few breaths, the picture finally became clear.

After seeing the appearance of the two of them, they suddenly heard a sound but sucked in the air.

Bai Lao had a languid breath and pale face.

An eye-catching scar ran across the chest and abdomen, and even the squirming internal organs could be seen!

Bright red blood spilled from the wound as if for nothing.

If it weren't for the powerful vitality of the Dao Realm, I'm afraid it would have fallen.

On the other side, Ji Wuhui looked almost the same as before.

Contrast between the two sides and make a judgment!

"It turns out that the winner is your Majesty!" Jiang Shengjun said suddenly.

Brother Bu Shiyi nodded in agreement.

The obvious thing!

Mr. Bai had been injured so badly, if he had lost his combat effectiveness in reality.

But Ji Wuhui looked calm and calm, and he didn't look hurt at all.

Sit down!