Xiang Jian held the sword tightly in his right hand, and smashed a large pit more than ten meters deep on the ground. The powerful Hunyuan body did not cause any harm, but he had no power to fight back in front of the saint, and the feeling of being beaten would not be better than being injured.

Some people say that being beaten is a blessing, because being beaten by others can make your body bear the fight so that you can beat others and also withstand the beatings of others.

Although this statement is not unreasonable, it is definitely unhealthy to be beaten, and it can even be said to be a bad person!

When the ancestor of the Styx saw that Xiang Jian was not injured, he was immediately depressed. It seemed that his clapping could not hurt the Hunyuan body without using all his strength.

With a loud "bang", the old man from Styx finally slapped down with all his strength. The palm power fell from the sky, and a deep palm print of hundreds of meters was slapped on the ground with the neck of the sword as the palm.

Watching the entire land shaking, and a strong hurricane was shaking. Wu Jidi rushed to the crown with anger. The sword in his hand rose, Ling Ran emitted a great rushing sword, and violently stabbed the empty palm in the sky.

A little bit of blood floated down from the air, like a drizzle falling from the clear sky. The ancestor of the Styx looked at the wounded palm in pain, his face full of incredible doubts.

Dongfang Xiaobao injured him, Donghuang Wang injured him, and now Wu Zhidi also injured him. Once he entered Hunyuan, he became a saint. Qi Tian Zhidi was injured. He was so easy to be injured. Is it really that bad?

"Bang!" The ancestor of the Styx could no longer bear it. He raised his hand and knocked the following martial arts order into the pit.

"Looking for death!" Xue Jian shouted loudly, his body rising like the speed of light, filled with endless shadows of the beginning Qilin. The ink soldiers in his hand were like a long column of light to cut through the protective holy cover that the ancestor of the Styx had just condensed, and slashed on his left shoulder.

The Ancestor of the Styx never thought that Xue Jian would be so strong that he even broke his body-protecting holy cover. This is the defense of the saint. Could it be that this kid still has the potential to kill the saint?

"You must not stay, these three kids are too dangerous!" Styx thought to himself, and the murderous intent completely erupted. The real killing power of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal swept across the entire world and suddenly became the absolute king who slaughtered the people.

The Slayer Sword had locked Xue Jian's soul, and fell down, but it slashed with the Mo Bing with a "ding" sound. The Styx showed great power and slapped his left hand with a surging force. Under the surging pressure from the sky, the Xue Jian in the air was instantly slapped into the bottomless abyss.

Donghuangting, Dongfang Xiong, Fenghuan, Shuixian and others were worried, but their opponents were too strong. Just the clapping of the high-fives made them so hard that they were in a mess.

Dongfang Xiaobao's body grabbed the flowers and trees tightly in the hurricane, but the roots were broken and the flowers were broken, but they were still swept far away.

"It's too strong. I guess Brother Xiang and Brother Xue and others are all ruptured, their chest cavity is displaced, and their lives are hard to save. What should I do? What should I do?" Dong Huangxi muttered anxiously.

"This is the end of going against me. Three Swordsman should die now, right?" The Ancestor of the Styx stared at the three giant pits on the earth.

"If I am lucky enough to possess the bloodline power of the three sacred beasts, then I will be just around the corner to enter the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian. This gift that cannot be refused is really thanks to Luohu. The time tower is not in vain. I have endured it for so many years, and now I am finally going to make a name for myself."

"As for you, let's be buried with you, and being able to become a stepping stone for me to achieve the realm is an honor that many people cannot envy."

The ancestor of the Styx was narcissistically speaking his thoughts in the sky. Looking at the Six Fairies who were too carefree and the extremely embarrassed Qi Jue Tian, ​​he shouted in a judgemental manner: "Strive, ants!" When he was holding his hands, the Nose Slaughter Sword swung down sharply, and the rules fell like cutting light blades. In the fearful eyes of Dong Huangxi and others, it was so ruthless and so decisive.

"Is that the end? The saint's killing is indeed not something we can stop at the divine realm. It should be a blessing to die at the hands of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, but why do I feel extremely desolate? Are you unwilling to give up or reluctant?" Dong Huangxi thought, his face showing a desperate desire to die.

Dongfang Xiong stared at the sky: "What a beautiful sky, I only realized that it is so beautiful now, it's so good to live! Damn, all efforts will be wasted. Am I not working hard enough or not lucky enough? It seems that we are dead this time..."

"Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that you are unwilling to accept your heart and die with your eyes open. Will there be a miracle? If so, please exchange my rest of your life for that peace of mind..." Huang Jince was praying silently.

"Boom!"

A loud bang came from the earth, and something terrifying behemoth woke up in the deep black pit, and a series of vermilion flames began to rise outside the pit, which was like magma leaking and a volcano erupting.

In the flames of the ruddy fire, an ancient aura completely awakened. Its heat and burning were about to burn the world, and the accompanying ruddy light made all things tremble.

A huge vermilion bird shadow suddenly rushed out of the pit, and the hissing screams alarmed the people. The absolute power of the raging power instantly swept all the light blades cut by the ancestor of the Styx with his nose. The bird wings flapped one by one, and the wind of destruction turned into vermil flames all over the sky and began to attack the ancestor of the Styx in a regular manner.

"Yuan...Yuanfeng, I didn't expect it to be reborn. That bad guy named Xiang ruined my good deeds again. It's such annoying!" The ancestor of Styx looked at Zhu Huo Yuanfeng who was soaring into the sky, and his eyebrows were furrowed tightly.

At this time, another big hole also had movement. Countless smoke and dust flew up, thunder and fire intertwined, and the sound of "wavy" gradually extended from the bottom of the cave and turned into a field where only thunder and fire existed.

A huge roar sounded in the pit, which was the huge movement made by the Shiqilin. A huge beast shadow jumped out from inside, and it stepped on the clouds with all its feet, rushed towards the Ancestor of the Styx at the speed of flashing lightning under the wrapping of countless thunder and fire.

The ancestor of the Styx was not too surprised because another pit also changed. A domineering dragon breath and dragon roar dispersed, and then a sacred and inviolable dragon power rushed straight into the sky, as cold as the nine heavens had ice.

A giant dragon rushes out of the pit, and under the holy light it looks down on all living beings, as if even the ancestor of the Styx is no longer powerful.

One dragon, one phoenix and one unicorn, the three sacred beasts are triangular in shape to clamp the ancestor of the Styx in the middle. The dragon is the ancestor dragon, which is extremely domineering, frozen the world; the phoenix is ​​the Yuanfeng, which is as bright as a nirvana, burning the soul; the unicorn is the first unicorn, which is extremely brave and thunder shakes the world.

"Three Saint Beasts and Three Swordsmen, cooperated so well. Have you found the wrong person in front of me, the saint?" The ancestor of Styx said it relaxed, but in fact he was extremely wary.

At this time, the three people and the three beasts have truly merged. Humans are beasts, and beasts are humans, that is, humans and beasts combine into one.

The three beasts are in three realms, the domineering realm of the Ancestral Dragon, cold and cold, extremely cold. The Yuanfeng's red fire realm, Nirvana burns, and hot. The thunder and fire realm of the First Qilin, thunder and lightning, and a burnt.

boom!

roar!

Bang!

Thunder, lightning, ice and fire burst out in the entire air at once, one red light, one blue light, one golden light, and one white light...

The three beasts face one saint, intersect with the sky, fight in the sky, and abuse the earth, which is cold and hot, the sky and the earth are rushing, and the wind and clouds are rolling, so destruction is not destroyed!

On the holy body of the Ancestor of the Styx River, there was a piece of purple, a piece of blue, a piece of frozen, and a piece of burnt... His embarrassment lies in his body and the soul. Because the Ancestral Dragon's dragon's dragon claws grabbed the Nose Slaughter Sword, he endured the attacks of Shi Qilin and Yuanfeng. As a result, the sword was knocked down and his whole body became riddled with holes.

The ancestor of the Styx vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, his face turned pale, and he seemed to be confused even his mind.

"It's too unfair to bully the less than three and one. Can I become a saint today and become a saint who will die without mercy? No, saints are in the same heaven, and the saints are destroyed and the saints are not destroyed. How could I die because of this!"

The ancestor of the Styx looked at the world, bit his teeth, spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, and instantly transformed into two clones that were exactly the same as his deity. This was a last resort, not only different from his usual clones, but also the strength of the clones was no different from that of the deity.

This is a taboo technique, which not only spews out essence and blood, but also damages the body and soul. The consequences left by this technique are endless. Ordinary immortals dare not use it, because once they cast the spell, they will be difficult to improve their lifelong cultivation.

The Ancestor of the Styx was born from the fetus of the Netherworldly dirty blood. Using the "Incarnation of Essence and Blood" technique will greatly damage the vitality. However, if he saves his life under the cultivation level of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, he will have a way to use the fetus of the dirty blood to restore his soul.

After all, the soul of the Ancestor of the Styx has been traumatized by Dongfang Xiaobao. In order to repair the soul, he has no longer any hindrance to perform the "incarnation of essence and blood".

The ancestor of the Styx, who was divided into three, finally stopped dealing with the three sacred beasts formed by the martial arts, Xiang Jian and Xue Jian merged. He just thought that he needed to go into seclusion again as soon as he left the seclusion, so he was very depressed. Fortunately, he entered the Hunyuan ranks and his hard work paid off.

From the previous three-to-one to the current one-to-one, the Ancestor of the Styx instantly gained the upper hand and suppressed the three sage beasts that were incarnated with the strongest saints.

The ancestor dragon's eyes were fishy dragon, and the long holy body flashed in a clever way. One was transformed into ten, ten was transformed into hundreds... In an instant, thousands of dragon bodies were separated.

"Infinite Dragon Ba!" A sharp shout came from the sky, and countless shadows of the ancestor dragon turned into holy dragons and rushed towards him, directly penetrated the body of the ancestor Styx who was fighting against him and crushed into nothingness. (To be continued)
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