Chapter 305 Possessed by the Drama Spirit
"Ancestor Yin and Yang!"

"Don't you want to avenge Qian Kun?"

"Don't you want to settle the grudge?"

"Aren't you well-known?"

"I am standing here now, waiting for you to come and take revenge. Please don't give up halfway."

"Otherwise, not only will I look down on you, but all living things in the prehistoric world will look down on you even more."

Seeing that a turning point was about to come, Fu Tu started to mock without any hesitation.

No matter how the other party taunted him just now, he would taunt him back now, and even double the taunt.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch's breath stopped, and his eyes, which were rotating with yin and yang, seemed to be filled with two blazing flames.

I wish I could burn Fu Tu alive to relieve my hatred, and I refute without admitting defeat:
"I am not in good condition."

"But how good can you be?"

Hearing this, Futu's vast divine consciousness penetrated deep into the infinite and diverse universe within his body.

In the past million years, his body size has reached 9570 million Daluo powers.

Not only did the power not decrease, but it was due to the joint cultivation of countless timelines and countless Futu.

This slightly increased his size and gave him immense confidence, but he did not show it.

Instead, he said nothing and pretended to be gloomy, as if his true feelings had been touched.

Then he showed a look of exasperation and attacked the Yin-Yang Patriarch like a madman.

The terrifying force swept over, causing the white jade golden bridge to be shaken frequently.

If it wasn't for the Yin-Yang Patriarch's resistance, he would have been almost knocked over alive by him!
The Yin-Yang Patriarch was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, and he quickly focused his attention.

Crazy transformation of chaotic airflow into pure innate spiritual energy.

With an endless supply of Tai Chi diagrams, I dare not slack off even a little bit.

Rumble!
Dazzling lights flashed frequently, followed by earth-shaking roars.

Chaos collapsed, laws broke, and it was almost worn out by the battle between the two.

As time passed, signs of the White Jade Golden Bridge being shaken became more and more obvious.

Moreover, the aura it exudes has already declined to the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

It seemed like it would fall at any moment, but it survived because of the tenacious persistence of the Yin-Yang Patriarch.

Standing firm at this boundary, always stuck at this boundary.

"You can still bear it?"

"But how long can you hold on?"

There was some surprise in Fu Tu's eyes, and then he sneered in his heart and continued his fierce attack.

Millions of years passed again, and the Yin-Yang Patriarch's almost eternal body of god and devil remained.

I was sweating all over and my breathing became heavier.

Even if he had to risk his life to transform the chaotic airflow into pure innate spiritual energy.

He couldn't keep up with the terrifying consumption of the Tai Chi diagram, and finally couldn't hold on any longer.

But looking at Fu Tu not far away, his face was pale and he was staggering, almost unable to stand.

He could hardly swing the axe, but he was still fighting desperately.

He did not retreat a single step, showing his unyielding fighting spirit.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch's eyes were fierce, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and growled in dissatisfaction:

"The demons fight, and the ancestors live."

"Pangu created the world, and the ancestor is still alive."

"As for today, I am sure I can still be alive!"

"I just don't believe it. Can't I be better than a young man like you?"

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Patriarch's competitive spirit was immediately ignited by Fu Tu.

He actually began to draw on the original power, causing the magic power that was somewhat unable to keep up to become powerful again.

The shaky white jade golden bridge became as solid as a mountain again with the blessing of the origin.

"yin and yang."

"Do you think I'll be scared?"

"If you dare to fight, I will follow you!" Fu Tu took a deep breath, his eyes filled with endless ferocity.

Twisted blood threads emerged, like a gambler who had lost his mind.

The power instantly became extremely abundant, causing layers of brilliant magical light to radiate from the surface of the body.

He swung the Hengyuan battle axe without hesitation, even more powerful than before.

Showing his fearless determination, he is determined to compete with the Yin-Yang Patriarch.

In the midst of the brilliant light, Futu's heart was filled with emotion and a mixture of joy:

"be cheated."

"This old man finally got fooled!"

In the previous round of explosion, he did not extract the origin like the Yin-Yang Patriarch.

Instead, he extracted most of it, derived the mana of the infinite multiverse, and used it in battle.

And in order to make it more realistic, he even took a few more.

In the past millions of years, the size of the infinite and diverse universe.

It has grown to 9630 million Daluo powers and is still growing steadily and orderly.

Although extracting more at this time will slow down the growth of volume.

But as long as you can fool them, it's all worth it!
He still needs to play along with the other party for a while until the Yin-Yang Ancestor is almost exhausted.

Only then will it be his chance to counterattack!
Millions of years passed mercilessly, and the essence extracted by the Yin-Yang Ancestor turned into tremendous magic power.

With the continuous attacks, it was used up again and was gradually shaken again.

And it became more and more obvious that he would be chopped away by the sharp axe at any time.

Fu Tu, who had just swung an axe, wanted to make the opponent consume more energy.

At this time, he gradually stopped, breathing heavily, and deliberately made himself sweat profusely.

He leaned on the handle of the Hengyuan battle axe with both hands, as if he couldn't even straighten his back.

In fact, he was checking the state of the body, and his grand divine consciousness swept through the infinite and multiverse.

After a detailed inspection, the volume has climbed to 9680 million Daluo powers.

Over the past millions of years, his rate of increase has indeed been a bit slow.

But growth is growth, and not only did he not get weaker, he became stronger.

In order to perform well in this drama, Fu Tu stood up straight with some difficulty.

He was breathing heavily, and there was visible "fatigue" in the depths of his eyes.

But he still showed his unwillingness to admit defeat, and even said provocatively:

"Yin Yang, you are old after all. Could it be that you are no longer capable?"

"Youngster, stop looking down on others. If you dare to fight, then doesn't the ancestor dare to fight?"

As he spoke, the Yin-Yang Patriarch extracted the origin for the second time.

The already scarce magic power became surging with the influx of huge origin.

The visible light of magical power stirred up the chaos.

"it is good!"

"Then fight to the bitter end!"

Fu Tu was almost laughing to death, but he still had to pretend to be heroic.

He drew on more mana and displayed an even more terrifying aura than before.

A peerless aura spread out, forcefully suppressing the chaotic air currents around it.

There was no sign of weakness at all. He raised the Hengyuan battle axe with both hands and swung it out without hesitation.

Rumble!
The dazzling axe light swept out, exuding an unstoppable proud spirit.

Sweeping across the chaos, spreading across the heavens, and spontaneously converging on the white jade golden bridge.

The chaos shattered and collapsed layer by layer, spreading to the surrounding area in an irreversible trend.

Endless particles are agitated and entangled with each other, releasing mysterious traces.

A series of pure and turbid worlds separated from each other emerged, but were destroyed by the horrific aftermath in the blink of an eye.

The battle continued and escalated, with the two men confronting each other and refusing to give in.

(End of this chapter)