The world of earthly paths is not enough to suppress the blood-colored young man. Wang Baole is very clear about this, and his purpose is not to be able to accomplish everything in this earthly path.

What he had to do was to constantly consume the power of the gaze from the Emperor. When the gaze was infinitely weakened, it was the moment when the blood-colored young man died.

"I can win this battle." As he murmured, Wang Baole raised his right hand, which caused countless gravel to gather. The ultimate giant hand, which was as vast as the earth, had already fallen on the blood-colored vortex in a violent roar.

As the sound was shocking, the blood-colored vortex suddenly contracted, as if it was directly crushed by the earth-dao hand from Wang Baole, but it was obvious that the blood-colored young man was unwilling to do so. As the roar came out, the blood-colored vortex burst out, and the eyes from the emperor inside were also extremely strong at this moment, looking at Wang Baole.

At first glance, the heaven and earth roared, and the hand of the earth transformed by Wang Baole collapsed and split into pieces while the earthquake continued to tremble. Every grain of sand inside seemed to be unbearable under this gaze, and it was constantly shattered and turned into ashes.

Even after this huge earthly palm was wiped away, the eyes from the emperor finally fell on Wang Baole.

Wang Baole's body shook, and two different pictures appeared in front of him. One was in a dark place, with a huge figure sitting cross-legged. The figure exuded a terrifying pressure. At this moment, he raised his head and looked at himself coldly.

His eyes are cold and his body is like a god!

Another picture is a blood-colored vortex with a disheveled hair, a ferocious expression, and a crazy blood-colored young man in his eyes. These two figures and two pictures appeared in Wang Baole's left and right eyes, and then overlapped in the next moment, turning into one.

At the moment when it turned into a Tao, Wang Baole's whole body roared, and his mind was hit by an indescribable shocking force. His soul and consciousness seemed to collapse in this impact. At the same time, the earth Tao world that existed based on him also began to collapse.

The whole world was about to be divided, and the blood-colored vortex emitted evil eyes. The blood-colored youth inside made the vortex bigger and bigger, as if they were about to completely break out of this world that was about to be divided.

At this moment, Wang Baole suddenly raised his left hand and a whisper came from his mouth.

"The Original Dharma Body!"

As soon as he spoke, he immediately appeared around Wang Baole, figures exactly like him instantly appeared in the distortion of nothingness. They were the clones he had formed to suppress his own cultivation.

At this moment, when these clones appeared, they all shone, like suns, emitting a tremendous light, rushing directly towards the blood-colored vortex that was constantly expanding below.

The roar suddenly reappeared. Faced with the impact of Wang Baole's clones, the blood-colored young man in the blood-colored vortex also changed his expression. It was because his battle with Wang Baole at this moment that had occupied all his mind. He had launched the secret technique and deepened his original gaze at all costs. He originally planned to do his best to turn defeat into victory directly, so his mind could not be dispersed at all.

Therefore, the impact of these clones naturally had an impact and fluctuation on him.
Chapter completed!