Faced with Tang Youwei's attack, even Di Tian had to cheer up, and a little seriousness appeared in his eyes.

I saw a faint halo on Di Tian's body. This halo was not the black one before, but emitted a faint light of seven colors.

As the light flashed, a light curtain appeared in front of Di Tian, ​​which was as faint as water waves. This light curtain that seemed to be able to penetrate easily also emitted a colorful halo.

The originally very majestic Emperor Tian became a little sacred under the ray of this colorful halo.

This strange contrast suddenly made Tu Youyou's chin drop.

In his impression, there has never been any such skill that Di Tian used in the original work.

Is it because of the butterfly effect?

Tu Youyou frowned.

Although in some places, the situation in this world is very consistent with the original work, now this is not the world described in the original work!

Now, this world is real!

In other words, this is not the butterfly effect. Everything cannot be exactly the same as the original work!

After communicating this, Tu Youyou immediately restrained her playful mood.

Before this, he thought that this was just a world written in novels in previous life, and everything he did was a bit of playful mentality.

In other words, Tu Youyou himself feels superior.

It seems that I need to calm my mind and be careful...

Just as Tu Youyou thought, the seven-color halo emitted by Di Tian's body completely wrapped his body in it.

Di Tian's voice also reached Tang Youwei's ears, "Didn't use the dragon god claws, but used the moves taught by the Lord, which can be regarded as respecting you. As long as you can break this light curtain, I will not kill you."

Although Tang Youwei was a little surprised, he ignored Di Tian's words and just devoted himself to his own attack.

Although he had been injured before, under Ning Tian's increase, Tang Youwei's attack was undoubtedly his most powerful attack!

Finally, the hammer fell on the light curtain.

The huge hammer emitting black light hit the colorful light curtain heavily. Although the light curtain was as thin as a piece of crisp paper, as if it was broken with one blow, the hammer seemed to be intercepted by force and could not go further.

The black light on the Haotian Hammer collided with the colorful light of the light curtain, and a dull sound rang out.

This collision caused a change in the world.

The dark clouds in the sky gathered together instantly, covering the originally bright sky, and the earth shrouded a layer of gray. An extremely terrifying wind formed around the bodies of Emperor Tian and Tang Youwei, which kept blowing and roaring.

Immediately afterwards, the colorful light curtain that Di Tian cast suddenly turned into liquid, quickly wrapped around the hammer head of the Haotian Hammer, wrapping the black light emitted from the Haotian Hammer.

Tang Youwei had no idea that his attack could not collide with Di Tian, ​​but instead hit the light curtain as if it was hitting a ball of cotton.

But, this light curtain wrapped the head of the Haotian Hammer in it, and even a terrifying force came from it, trying to pull the Haotian Hammer away from Tang Youwei's hand.

In other words, either Tang Youwei's attack could shatter the light curtain, or the force from this strange light curtain was pulled out of Haotian Hammer.

Emperor Tian’s words just now rang out in Tang Youwei’s ears again.

If I could not break this light curtain, I would definitely die here!

I have not been able to help Duke Xueling succeed in the uprising, have not yet established a sect, have not yet married and have children with Qingmei... I must not die here!

The soul power on Tang Youwei's body suddenly mobilized, and at this time it rushed towards the Haotian Hammer as if he was desperate. Tang Youwei's hands holding the Haotian Hammer also pushed forward with force.

It can be said that Tang Youwei almost used all his strength on this blow, and he could even see the blue veins on Tang Youwei's thick arm due to excessive force.

Ning Ping in the distance also noticed Tang Youwei's disadvantages. While feeling the rapid passing of soul power in his body, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, "Damn, there is not much soul power left!"

Originally, Ning Ping's assistance did not require so much soul power. But at this time, Ning Ping assisted Tang Youwei, whose soul power level reached 98. The difference in soul power between the two was too huge, which led to the increase in the soul power he had to consume exponentially.

But at this time, even though Ning Ping's soul power was about to be exhausted, the last increase still fell on Tang Youwei.

The colorful stream of light poured into Tang Youwei's body, bringing him an increase again.

With this increase, Tang Youwei also hit the Haotian Hammer again with a help from the gods.

This time, a very loud and loud sound came from the location where the Haotian Hammer came into contact with the light curtain.

The colorful light curtain shattered and turned into starlight, drifting in the air until it gradually disappeared.

The anti-shock force generated before the seven-colored light curtain was broken also caused Tang Youwei's body to fly backwards in an instant. Tang Youwei, who had exhausted all his strength and mobilized all his soul power, had no way to use the Haotian Hammer to delay it.

Tang Youwei's body flew back hundreds of meters and finally hit the ground hard.

Ning Ping's face changed suddenly.

At this time, his soul power was exhausted and his martial soul had automatically disappeared. Because he consumed too much soul power, he was also very weak at this time. But when he saw Tang Youwei smashing heavily on the ground, he still dragged his very weak body to Tang Youwei's side.

After carefully lifting Tang Youwei's body up, Ning Ping's face showed a little worried expression, "Brother! Are you okay?"

At this time, Tang Youwei's clothes had become dilapidated, as if he had pulled a few strips of cloth and put them on his body. His body was filled with small scars and some blood was seeping out.

But Tang Youwei's spirit was unexpectedly improved. He did not become listless due to injuries on his body, but his eyes became brighter.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little weak and minor injuries. Ahem..."

As he said that, Tang Youwei coughed violently twice and coughed up some blood.

Seeing Tang Youwei coughing a mouthful of blood, Ning Ping's face turned ugly, "Brother, you're so injured, don't talk anymore."

Unexpectedly, Tang Youwei just shook his head lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I was thinking just now that if I really smashed that light curtain, I will do as you said. The name of the sect in the future will be called Haotian Sect."

Ning Ping was stunned, then said with a wry smile: "Brother, it's time, why are you talking about this? Is there still a little bit of a word to say whether we can survive?"

"I will survive... Senior agreed. As long as I smash the light curtain, I will not kill us."

As he said that, Tang Youwei showed a little frustration on his face, "I didn't expect that the difference between me and my senior was so big. It was not of the same level at all... No! Even the national master of the Tiandou Empire was not of the same level as this senior. Unexpectedly, in the end I didn't even force out the martial soul of my senior..."

Ning Ping was silent for a moment before saying comfortingly: "Brother, you are still young, and you have time to surpass this senior in the future."
Chapter completed!