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The nine-colored light enveloped Qi Yuan and disappeared, then reappeared outside the blood-colored beach.
At this time, on the bank of the West Sea, the demon youth in the golden shirt raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "We are an ant-like race. We cannot tell whether we are alive or dead, and we still need our elders to help us."
Outside the blood-colored beach, blood was pouring from the corner of Qiyuan's mouth. He gritted his teeth and said nothing, and his face was a little distorted. For just a moment, he almost felt as desperate as falling into the abyss. There had never been a moment when he was so close to life and death.
But he also felt embarrassed. That familiar nine-colored light must have been the arrival of the master, pulling him back from the edge of life and death.
At this moment, an ordinary-looking young man in civilian clothes appeared three feet away behind him. The young man was carrying an iron ax that looked a bit old. It fell into the eyes of many martial arts people, as if
It was standing there, there was nothing out of the ordinary, and it seemed natural.
"Pan Jin!"
"Heir of the Three Saints Sect, a Forbidden King!"
Many martial arts masters couldn't help but murmur. This is definitely one of the few young masters in the entire human race today. Apart from being defeated once by that one, he has never suffered any other defeats in such a long time since his debut.
Unfathomable!
At this moment, on the five-mile bloody beach, many top Yuan Shen figures had their pupils contracted. Even they were unable to notice when the young man in front of them appeared. It is not that there are no Dacheng Yuan Shen masters lurking here, but none of them revealed their identities.
, At this time, his eyes were slightly gleaming. After all, he is the inheritance of the hidden world sect. This Pan is now the king of the Holy Forbidden City, and now he has achieved the Dao Yuan Shen. I am afraid that he has passed through at least the fourth level, or even the fifth level.
Thunder disaster.
For many top soul figures, this is probably a realm that they will never reach in their lifetime.
In the eyes of many Yuan Shen figures, Pan Jin of the Sansheng Sect, under the Yuan Shen's heavenly eye, his whole person was shrouded in a nine-color divine light, and his true appearance could not be seen. It would be better to see it more clearly with the naked eye.
What a profound foundation!
The gods sighed. While lamenting the unfathomable depth of Panjin, they also lamented the foundation of the Three Saints Sect, which can even possess the Sixth Rank Quasi-Saint Realm. You must know that even the royal families of the Five Kingdoms such as the Han Royal Family, according to Zhu
Yuanshen knows that the quasi-holy realm that suppresses the foundation is only at the fifth level.
"Master!"
Qi Yuan turned around, showing a look of shame. He had lost. He had lost to that demon boy. As the young man of the Three Saints Sect who carried the cauldron, his defeat also foreshadowed the defeat of the young generation of the Three Saints Sect.
.
"Failure is not terrible, life and death are not terrible. What is terrible is losing the spirit. You can win one in a hundred battles, and you are undefeated if you do not die in a hundred battles."
When Pan Jin spoke, his tone was very calm, and he stated some truths plainly. It didn't sound surprising, but it made many spiritual figures look thoughtful. On the road of cultivation, who can survive a hundred battles? It's easy to say.
But one who truly walks the rivers and lakes, wanders in the three realms of humans and monsters, and is able to endure hundreds of battles without dying must be a truly strong person.
On the bank of the West Sea, a demon youth in a golden battle robe had golden hair, and a golden horn between his eyebrows. At this moment, his pale golden eyes had a strange color, and he said lightly: "There is some truth, but it is a pity that the real strong man
, only by surviving a hundred battles without dying or being defeated can one truly stand at the top."
In the eyes of the youth of the demon tribe, hundreds of races stand in the vast starry sky, and the younger generation competes for the upper hand. In many cases, they cannot tolerate defeat, because once they lose, no one will hold back in the starry sky. If they want to fight a hundred battles, no one can do it.
, it can only be said that under this truncated way of heaven, everyone is too naive.
Pan Jin didn't respond, but just glanced at Xihai. He always felt something strange about this demon youth. He seemed to be extremely out of tune with the whole world. There was an illusion of being detached from the outside world, but Pan Jin was sure.
, the other party is far from reaching the destiny, and is still far away from Chunyang, the soul.
"Isn't there even a decent one?"
On the bloody beach, the demon boy smiled very softly, but in the ears of many martial arts people from all over the world, it was extremely heavy. Even the disciple of Pan Jin, the forbidden king of the Three Saints Sect, was defeated. That was a man who was about to touch the taboo level.
A strong young man, under the age of eighteen, there were several people who dared to say they were stronger than him, but they couldn't even catch a single move from the opponent.
"Jianzhong Ningxian asks for advice."
At this time, a slightly cold voice sounded. Kaiyuan was startled and stared at the young man with slender eyebrows and a green shirt not far away.
The descendant of the Immortal Jian Ningshen is buried in Jianzhong, the direct descendant of the Ning family in Jianzhong!
However, many martial arts masters from all over the world did not look relaxed at all. Instead, their eyes became more serious. In fact, the demon boy showed shocking tyranny, which did not seem to be what he should have at his age. At the age of fourteen,
For more than 99% of the young people in this world, their muscles and bones have just grown. Even if they have some profound inheritance and the help of secret methods, they are probably still on the road of building a foundation, like the Confucian and Taoist family who passed through three lives.
There are very few young masters who have broken into the second-rate dragon-tiger realm, and the descendants of Pan Jin, the forbidden king of the Three Saints Sect, who have reached the level of taboos, are even rarer.
It is precisely because of this that after Qiyuan's defeat, even the top soul figures from all over the world became extremely heavy, because there was no hope. For the young generation, it was a kind of power that was close to despair, and even
None of Pan Jin's successors could find out the details or find out the truth at all. It can only be said that the gap between the two is too big and insurmountable.
Ning Xian took a step forward, and just as he was about to step onto the bloody beach, a cold voice sounded from the moss-covered rock outside Li Xu.
"You are no match."
The voice was cold and calm, and as quiet as the ancient spring in the Lingshan Mountain. It made the demon boy raise his eyebrows slightly and said: "I didn't expect that there is someone with eyesight. He has a good voice and seems to have some appearance. If you take action,
I can not kill you, but allow you to be my maid and follow me all the way through the human world."
On the other hand, Ning Xian, a young man who looked a bit cold and arrogant like Ning Shen, said, "You are the first young man to have the courage to say this."
His tone was calm, as if he was explaining a fact, but it made the demon boy's eyes slightly cold. Feeling the provocation from the ants, he opened his mouth and said coldly: "Before I even set foot on the Western Sea, I have heard about the Dragon King of Light.
, a mere ant dares to call him Dragon King, so he must be his disciple. Since he is called the Saint of Light, he should be barely qualified to be a maid."
"You talk too much."
Ning Xian said lightly, and then looked outside Li Xu, at the girl standing on the rock with her face covered with gauze, showing a rare solemn look, and said: "I am not an opponent, but I have a sword that does not spit out displeasure. Life or death depends on success or failure."
Excluding."
As the young man finished speaking, Xuan Bu Nian, who was covered with gauze, slowly turned around for the first time, took a serious look at the young man in the distance, and then said calmly: "I will save your life."
Many martial arts people listened to the conversation between the two, and they all felt a little weird. One was not his opponent, but he still wanted to take action, and the other had not yet taken action, but he said to save his life. This was obviously to kill the demon clan standing on the bloody beach.
The young man regarded it as air.
"very good!"
The amethyst-like eyes of a demon boy with flying purple hair, shining brightly, and a height of one foot, emitted a frightening beam of light, piercing the air and opening up two thick vacuum passages. His eyes first fell on Ning Xian,
He then focused on Xuan Bu Nian's gauze-covered face, and finally chuckled, saying: "It's finally interesting. I'm starting to look forward to it. Maybe having a human maid is also a good choice."
As his words fell, Ning Xian had already stepped onto the five-mile bloody beach.
"Not timid."
The demon boy turned his gaze, his expression was very contemptuous. It could be felt that the cultivation level of the young man in front of him was not much better than that of the man just now, but he was about to break into the dragon and tiger realm. Even so, what could he do? In this situation
Under the incomplete way of heaven, there are flaws in the origin. For the demon boy, there are flaws everywhere. Martial arts practitioners in the same realm, even the most beautiful figures from ancient and modern times, are still not much stronger. He can look at him freely,
Sweeping across a large area.
In fact, the young man also has enough self-confidence. Even if he looks at the vast starry sky, he is a young man from hundreds of tribes in the sky. Although he is not among the top few, he is still a rare master. He has noble blood and is expected to be in the future.
It is not yet known whether he can become a king or not. It is a rare existence among hundreds of tribes in the world. It is heartbreaking to lose one of them.
But now, he must first let the human boy in front of him understand that the difference between the starry sky and the starry sky is like a giant dragon swinging above the nine heavens, while the ants can only crawl on the earth. They are two completely different worlds.
Different worlds can never meet.
Ning Xian solemnly and conscientiously pulled out the heavy sword as black as ink behind his back.
This heavy sword was the first and only sword he chose to follow him in the sword mound when he walked out of the sword mound.
It is said that swords are buried in the Sword Tomb, but Ning Xian has always believed that the swords in the Sword Tomb are the most spiritual in the world. Even if the heavy sword in his hand has barely reached the low-level traceless state, he does not think that the Shushan Sword
The sword bred in the pool will be stronger than the one buried in the sword tomb.
Because in Ning Xian's view, what is nurtured in the Shushan Sword Pond is new life, and what is buried in the Sword Tomb is the sword blood of generations of human kendo masters.
The blood of the sword is soaked in the blood of demons and monsters. It is the most powerful blood in the world. Swords soaked in such blood, after long years of accumulation, are undoubtedly the most story-telling and toughest swords in the world. They are indestructible.
Wan, who can survive a hundred battles and be alone for thousands of years, has no sorrow or lamentation.
Buzz!
A nearly seven-foot-long epee trembled in Ning Xian's hand. The long sword sound seemed to have spanned the ages, and it was also like the sound of gold and iron horses ringing in his ears. As Ning Xian raised the epee flatly, the sword's body
Gradually, traces of blood appeared. This blood color was not the aura of killing, but rather revealed a bit of blazing masculinity.
A master from Confucianism and Taoism showed a look of astonishment outside the bloody beach. This kind of aura is like the Haoran righteousness that is truly transmitted from Confucianism and Taoism, but it is paradoxical. It seems to be closer to the origin of righteousness than the Haoran righteousness.
However, this kind of breath is extremely familiar to Pan Jin, the forbidden king of the Three Saints Sect, because this is exactly the power he is pursuing. If the source of righteousness is the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism, then at this moment, Ning Xian's heavy sword floats above
The bloody glow that emerges is deeper than the source of righteousness, and ten Confucian and Taoist true teachings may not be able to condense it into the green blood true energy.
According to legend, on some ancient battlefields, there are immortal fighting spirits of human race ancestors. If these fighting spirits are surrendered and gathered together, they can condense the jade-blooded heart.
For Confucianism and Taoism, the original golden elixir condensed in the Dragon and Tiger Realm is called the Blue Blood elixir, which is also the lifelong pursuit of every Confucian and Taoist true disciple.
However, there was no way to condense the Blue Blood True Qi, so I had to rely on Confucianism and Taoism to understand it on my own. However, I did not expect that at this moment, such a pure Blue Blood True Qi could emerge from the body of the descendant of this Sword Tomb.
This jade-blood true energy is accompanied by an edge of swordsmanship, restrained and thick, as if it has been accumulated for endless years. It is extremely pure and tranquil, but it also breeds endless killing energy.
It's that heavy sword!
Pan Jin's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't expect that a low-level traceless treasure weapon actually contained such strong green blood energy and swordsmanship. Was it left by the previous sword master? And being able to be attracted by Ning Xian, I'm afraid it's not just
It is because as a sword master of this generation, he is really in line with the true meaning of Jixue. Pan Jin believes that if this young man does not die today, in a few days or as long as a few months, he will definitely be able to understand the origin of righteousness and even condense it into Confucianism.
The true biography of Daozhen, the blazing green blood energy.
Um?
The demon boy frowned, showing a bit of disgust, but also showed a rare look of surprise, and said: "It's such a familiar and disgusting aura."
Ning Xian remained silent, and pointed the heavy sword at the demon boy a few miles in front. The blood-colored glow on the sword became more intense, and soon enveloped the entire sword body. The heavy sword, which was originally as black as ink, also became
As if carved from blood jade, it is crystal clear and blazing, emitting billowing heat waves, shattering the air, and causing a vacuum to spread on the blood-colored beach.
Groan!
One breath, two breaths, three breaths... ten breaths! After ten breaths, the trembling sound of the heavy sword finally turned into a sword roar that seemed to shake people's hearts.
Hearing the sound of the sword chanting, many martial arts masters from all over the world felt their energy and blood boiling, as if they had seen a dark time, with blood staining the earth, mountains of corpses, and the iron hooves of thousands of monsters trampling through the mountains and rivers, leaving bones standing in mourning.
Some have died of hunger, some have no clothes to cover their bodies, and some have ruins!
Before the sword was released, a sword force rose up. At the feet of the demon boy, the blood of the two young human masters who had been killed before also emitted a hazy glow. The sword force was several miles apart, locking them.
For the first time, a slight look of concentration appeared in the demon boy's eyes. Apparently, this sword was beyond his expectation.
Click!
Immediately afterwards, there was a clear sound of shattering, but in the area ten feet around Ningxian, the vacuum barrier cracked, producing spider web-like cracks. These cracks were intertwined and finally connected together.
With a bang, a vacuum barrier shattered like a mirror, revealing a shattered vacuum world as pale as paper.
At the same time, an invisible yet almost substantial energy rose from Ning Xian's body.
"This is... a forbidden qi machine!"
"This sword has touched the forbidden area!"
"Unless you truly enter the forbidden realm, every move has the power of the forbidden. It's just this sword, but its power is too strong. I'm afraid even the masters in the first step of the Hunyuan Realm will have to avoid the edge temporarily."
…
In all directions of the bloody beach, some martial arts masters above the first-class Hunyuan Realm caught a glimpse of the clues. They couldn't help but speak, with shocked expressions and sighs. With just this sword, it would take at least a year for Ning Xian to completely enter the realm.
Taboo level.
A young man has taboos. Looking at the three realms of humans, monsters, and demons, he is absolutely rare and can be called rare.
In front of Pan Jin, Qi Yuan showed a look of shock. He originally thought that now that he had inherited the "Three Holy Axes" and "Five Elements Steps", it would be difficult for his peers to resist him, but now the power of Ning Xian's sword, although he has not yet taken action,
But the power of the sword was beyond his reach. The sword broke into the forbidden area and was enough to destroy him physically and mentally.
Quiet everywhere!
In all directions of the bloody beach, more than 20,000 martial arts practitioners quickly remained silent, and even their breathing became longer. Some people even closed their breathing and did not blink, for fear of missing the next scene.
On the bank of the West Sea, the expression of the demon youth in the golden shirt remained unchanged. His pale golden eyes were looking straight in one direction. Even Pan Jin of the Three Saints Sect was turned a blind eye by him. There seemed to be something more powerful than a saint.
The Forbidden King made him even more concerned.
On the bloody beach, when the power of the sword reached an extreme level, the green shirt on Ning Xian's body was torn open with fine slits. He was completely unaware of it, allowing the veins on his arms to bulge.
The sword is the ultimate sword that he has practiced so far, and it is also a new sword that has been transformed from the endless blood while watching the blood of his peers on the shores of the West Sea today.
This sword is the first Immortal Burial sword, but it is different from the Immortal Burial Sword of his uncle Ning Shen. It is not the Immortal Burial Sword that belongs to Ning Shen, nor the Immortal Burial Sword of the Sword Tomb, but the Immortal Burial Sword that belongs to Ning Xian.
This is the first sword to bury the immortal. If you don’t bury the immortal, you must bury the demon first!
boom!
The power of the sword was at its peak, and Ning Xian took action. When the sword moved, there was thunder, heat waves like tides, water vapor, sharp energy like wind, and earth energy surging.
As Ning Xian moved his sword, a hazy shadow appeared faintly behind it, like a chaotic void, but very hazy, as if it was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and was stained with strands of crystal blood.
Immortal Burial Sword!
Many top soul figures from all over the world have fixed their gazes. This is the most powerful swordsmanship of Sword Burial. It is known as half of the Book of Destiny. Back then, the first Sword Burial Immortal was only half a step away from ascending to Destiny and becoming a quasi-sage. This sect
The Immortal Burial Sword has been deduced and refined by the descendants of Daijianzhong, and it is even better than the original. If you can understand something from it, especially for many swordsmen practitioners, it will be immeasurable for them to understand the origin of swordsmanship.
of white teeth.
Even Pan Jin of the Three Saints Sect has a hint of divine light in his calm eyes. The Ning family of Jianzhong is a reclusive family. One of the few strongest inheritances in the sect is that his Three Saints Sect has a sixth-level accurate
The Holy World does not underestimate this Sword Tomb at all. The Sword Immortal who was buried back then participated in the battle to banish the Nine Demon Saints. What kind of background the Sword Tomb has, it is definitely not as simple as it appears.
Huh!
Almost in an instant, the blood-colored heavy sword arrived three feet in front of the demon boy.
Without the force of the sword, the bloody heavy sword broke into the shattering vacuum world. Just the sharpness of this sword power was enough to make ordinary Hunyuan realm masters retreat and not dare to use the edge directly.
"interesting!"
The demon boy was not surprised but overjoyed. He took a step forward with his body like an iron tower. There was a loud bang, and the entire five-mile bloody beach seemed to be shaken. The bloody gravel rose up like a bloody storm.
Rumble!
A thunderous sound erupted from his body, accompanied by a terrifying aura that seemed to be able to penetrate the vacuum. Within three feet of his body, the vacuum instantly shattered, revealing a bright white color.
Forbidden area!
The pupils of many martial arts masters from all over the world shrank violently in an instant, and some even widened their eyes. Unexpectedly, this demon boy, who was only fourteen years old, had actually broken into the taboo level. Unlike Ning Xian, the descendant of the Sword Tomb, he did not rely on martial arts.
Learning external force, but actually getting involved in that level yourself, every move and every move is filled with taboo power, which can defeat the existence of the first-class Hunyuan realm.
Woo!
It was at this moment that the demon boy took the initiative for the first time. Obviously, even if he was conceited about the Immortal Burial Sword, he could no longer turn a blind eye.
The big hand like a cattail fan was raised, accompanied by wisps of purple electric light, and sparks wrapped around the knuckles. The sound of thunder sounded like from the palm of the hand. As the palm was pushed forward, a whining strange wind was generated, like
Weeping is like complaining, just like all living beings wailing under the thunder of heaven, and also like the last struggle and painful complaint before the destruction of the world.
clang!
The blood-colored crystal heavy sword collided with the palm of the hand, which was made of copper and was wrapped with electric light. A sharp sound of gold and iron suddenly exploded, accompanied by a series of sparks splashing around, burning through the vacuum, causing a small vacuum in the surrounding area.
The area is riddled with holes.
Many martial arts people from all over the world, especially the many wanderers and wanderers, were trembling in their hearts at this moment. It was unimaginable that this was a young generation fighting, and even many older martial arts masters were ashamed.
Originally, in the past two years, the younger generation of strong men has emerged in large numbers, and the Holy Forbidden City is no longer as rare as before. There are even strong men who have reincarnated and returned. The world's martial arts has been occupied by the younger generation for nearly 90% of the light. Unexpectedly, as the younger generation
Successively proving the soul and entering the top realm, the young generation's rise is faster than imagined. If it hadn't been for today's battle, I am afraid no one would have believed that there are already people among the young generation who can start a taboo fight.
not good!
And soon, there were top soul figures with sharp eyes, noticing subtle changes.
On the bloody beach, a sword and a palm were stagnant in mid-air, fighting each other, as if they were still. But as a breath passed, the demon boy looked calm, and the Immortal Burial Sword was passed down from generation to generation.
Ning Xian was already sweating on the tip of his nose, and even the torn green shirt on his back was soaked with sweat.
Two breaths, three breaths!
More human masters noticed something strange. Although Ning Xian's hand holding the sword was firm and motionless, his whole body was as if he had been fished out of the water. His black hair was tangled and stuck together, and his complexion quickly changed.
It was red and there was blood spilling from the corner of the mouth.
"It's interesting, but not enough."
At this time, the demon boy spoke. His breath was calm and he shook his head slowly. Unlike Ning Xian, who was at the end of his crossbow, he still had some energy left. He exhaled loudly without any suffocation, and was even very relaxed.
Then, as soon as he changed the subject, his amethyst-like eyes showed a sharp look, and he said coldly: "Such a disgusting aura, it is better to enter reincarnation early!"
The next moment, his arms bloomed with dazzling purple light, like burning flames. Accompanied by the thunder, there was the aura of the origin of the thunder path flowing, but this aura of origin made many human soul masters in the distance frown.
The origin is different between the world and the earth. The aura of the origin of thunder exuding from this demon boy seems to be incompatible with this world, and seems to belong to two different worlds.
Click!
Immediately, there was a cracking sound, and a crack appeared on the tip of the bloody and crystal heavy sword, and then quickly extended out until it reached the hilt.
puff!
Ning Xian spat out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was filled with energy and blood, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in the bright red firelight. Although the heavy sword had cracks, the power of the sword became stronger.
"Not good! He is burning all his energy!"
There was a human race Yuan Shen who gave a long shout, which immediately caused many martial arts people to change their expressions. For warriors, how important is the essence, energy and spirit. Once the essence, energy and spirit are burned out, life will come to an end. This Immortal Burial Sword will be passed down from generation to generation.
It is using life to evolve this sword, and life and death are all between one sword.
“What a spirit!”
This is what Pan Jin said. Even the King of the Forbidden City couldn't help but admire him. Compared to this successor of the Immortal Burial Sword, his disciple Qi Yuan is also a rare master among young people.
But there is a lack of blood, not a young man with strong blood, but the blood of a true martial arts practitioner and a human race.
"Pearl of Rice!"
On the blood-colored beach, a young demon boy had purple hair flying in the air, glittering and translucent. He shouted coldly, the lightning surged between his palms, and the aura of thunder surged. He suddenly exerted force, and the blood-colored crystal heavy sword exploded into pieces. His palm movement
Not only that, but like lightning across the sky, it reached a place three inches in front of Ning Xian's chest in an instant.
It was so fast that many human martial arts masters did not even have time to scream, but there was a figure that was almost faster than the thoughts of many martial arts masters. Just before the palm of the demon youth was about to fall, a delicate, white and bright figure appeared.
Shuangxue's palm cut across and imprinted on the palm of the hand as big as a cattail leaf.
Boom!
Just like the beating of war drums in the heavens, a loud noise caused the blood-red beach to tremble in all directions. Many martial arts masters were shocked, and even their hearts seemed to be beating with the sound of impact.
is her!
Then, many people's eyes widened when they saw the slender and graceful figure that was supposed to stand on the rock several miles away. Compared with the iron tower-like figure of the demon boy, he looked petite.
Weak, as if the willows are blown by the wind, but such a seemingly delicate palm can block the palm without any effort, but the veil that covers the face cannot withstand the splash of the palm.
The energy was thrown away and crushed into powder by the shattered vacuum.
A beautiful face that seemed to shake the world appeared. Although it was a little immature, it could already be seen that it was an unparalleled youth. Not to mention that many young people on the bloody beach could even breathe at this moment. Even many young people felt their blood boiling.
, unable to turn his eyes away, unwilling to let go of any breath.
On the blood-colored beach, the demon boy's eyes lit up, but he also showed a somewhat rare expression of concentration, because the strength transmitted from the delicate jade-like palm was somewhat beyond his imagination.
boom!
The next moment, a muffled thunder exploded from between the two palms, a ball of blazing light burst out, and both of them retreated half a mile away and stood still.
Ning Xian coughed up blood, glanced at the girl next to him, smiled bitterly, and said, "I didn't expect you to have come this far."
There was a sigh in his tone, with regrets, but also a sense of relief. Even the Immortal Burial Sword couldn't hurt the demon boy at all. If no one takes action, the boy will really be penetrated by it.
It runs through the human world and reaches the East China Sea.
Xuan Bu Nian glanced at him, the girl's bright eyes were a little cold, and said: "If you can understand the second sword, kill him like a dog."
The girl's voice was calm, but it was a bit serious. The seemingly vulgar words of "Slaughter the Dog" came from her mouth. Not only did it not appear vulgar, but it made many martial arts people from all over the world, especially many human masters from the Han Dynasty, feel so familiar.
, so natural.
From the girl's body, they seemed to see the shadow of that person.
In fact, the girl did not disappoint them. She accepted the palm so lightly. It was obvious that she had reached the taboo level just like the demon boy.
Many people couldn't help but take a deep breath. For example, the demon boy was only fourteen years old, but as far as everyone knew, the saint of light seemed to be only thirteen years old.
A thirteen-year-old boy is taboo. I am afraid that among all the three realms of humans, monsters, and monsters, this one person has not been recorded throughout the ages. At this moment, even some young boys and girls from all over who were not yet ten years old and came with them showed their hearts.
They were shocked, and their eyes showed a bit of vicissitudes and depth that were inconsistent with their age. They did not expect that after reincarnation, this great battle would be more difficult than imagined. If they entered the taboo field at the age of thirteen, even if they were reincarnated
The strong man who returned has left behind many means and the knowledge of martial arts from his previous life. It is unimaginably difficult and even unattainable to achieve such martial arts achievements at the age of thirteen.
On the bloody beach.
At this moment, the demon boy's eyes fell on Xuan Bu Nian, and he muttered: "I didn't expect that there would be a master like you in this generation of human boys, but even if you reach the taboo level, you can't be my opponent. If
A maid like you, even though she is a human, is enough to show off my identity. I will let you see how big the gap is between you and me."
"presumptuous!"
"How dare you insult the Holy Lady of Light! How can I allow you to blaspheme the Holy Lady's Tianyan!"
Many martial arts people from all over the world looked ugly and couldn't help but rebuke. Especially the younger generation, their eyes were filled with murderous looks. This was the proud daughter of their human race and a direct disciple of the Dragon King of Light. How could they tolerate a demon race?
It is blasphemy, let alone being accepted as a maid, this is a humiliation, and it does not take the younger generation of the human race into consideration at all.
On the bloody beach, Ning Xian took one last look at the girl and said solemnly: "Thank you."
After saying that, he turned around and left. Although he didn't say much, from this moment on, the young man understood that he had half a life and it no longer belonged to him.
He even wanted to understand the second sword of the Immortal Burial Sword as soon as possible. Even his uncle Ning Shen, as the successor of the Immortal Burial Sword of this generation, only understood the second sword after being promoted to the first-class Hunyuan Realm. However, today with the Monster Race
After fighting against the top master of the young generation, Ning Xian decided to comprehend the second sword of Immortal Burial before advancing to the Hunyuan Realm, because the opponent had also never broken into the Hunyuan Realm, and the second sword was a
The hurdle is the biggest gap between him and the young people in this world.
Yu Ningxian, Xuan Bu Nian just glanced at him lightly, then looked back at the demon boy a few miles away in front of him, and said calmly: "You talk too much nonsense."
She spoke plainly, and her appearance was extremely beautiful, without any hint of joy or anger, but it made the demon boy feel a sense of contempt. This was the tone he used when he looked down at the many human young masters on the West Sea, but he did not expect that he heard it from a human girl.
His mouth fell back on him. Even though in his opinion, the girl was quite talented, but as a human race, he couldn't tolerate it.
Without saying anything more, the demon boy took action directly. In the vast starry sky, force was the basis for suppressing everything. No matter how much he said, he would still crawl at his feet.
It was so fast, even in the eyes of many Hunyuan Realm masters, the figure of the demon boy was lost in just a blink of an eye.
This shocked the hearts of many human race experts. It turned out that the demon boy had not used all his strength before. It was not that he had any remaining strength, but he had not yet exerted any strength at all.
Perhaps with just a snap of his fingers, the figure of the demon boy appeared in front of Xuan Bu Nian, with a palm like copper, overflowing with terrifying purple electricity, shattering the vacuum, like a bolt of lightning across the sky, piercing through the girl's body.
chest.
What!
Everyone was shocked, but many Yuanshen masters showed a look of surprise in their eyes. As for the blood-colored beach, the demon boy did not show any joy, but the look of concentration in his eyes was even heavier. He
He raised his head and looked three miles away to the northwest, and saw a slender and graceful figure condensed from the void into reality. And in front of him, the figure that was penetrated and torn by his palm at this moment, shattered into dots of light rain and disappeared.
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"Good form!"
The demon boy's tone was slightly condensed, and then he smiled again and said: "Is this the origin of light? I didn't expect that there are still people here who can understand the origin of light. I don't know what the outcome will be if someone from that clan knows about it, but sooner or later it will be over.
To cope with the calamity, it seems that I cannot accept this maid."
After a pause, a cold look appeared in the demon boy's eyes, and he said: "Then, I'll send you on your way!"
boom!
A terrifying thunderous aura bloomed from his body, and streaks of purple electricity emerged from his body, bright and crystal clear, like dragons and snakes dancing wildly, shattering the vacuum. At the same time, the demon boy stretched out a hand and
The purple and crystal-clear half-armor on his body was torn off, revealing a strong body like bronze, surrounded by purple electricity, and even a dense glow of precious light overflowing.
The next moment, he released his palm, and the half-armor fell to the ground.
Boom!
It was like a meteor falling to the earth, making a deafening roar, rolling air waves, and splashing blood-colored gravel all over the sky.
This scene immediately caused many human masters from all over the world to change their expressions, especially those above the first-class Hunyuan realm, who knew clearly what this meant.
After a few breaths, the dust settled, and what was revealed to the eyes of many martial arts masters from the five countries was a large crater with a radius of three feet. The crystal-purple armor fell into it, reaching a depth of ten feet, and several ferocious cracks stretching for dozens of meters.
They can be as thick as a bucket, and can be as deep as several feet.
hiss!
After a short period of silence, many human masters couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, especially the masters of the second-rate dragon and tiger realms and above. They stepped into the spiritual realm and knew more clearly that they wanted to cause the scene in front of them. That half-body armor,
It doesn't weigh one hundred thousand jins, it can weigh tens of thousands jins.
In other words, after the few attacks just now, the demon boy was moving with such a heavy armor weighing at least tens of thousands of kilograms. To be able to have such extreme speed is simply shocking, and it shows that it is far beyond everyone's imagination.
With such a strong body, even an ordinary traceless treasure weapon would be unable to shake it at all.
The next moment, without any sign or sound, the demon boy disappeared.
What!
Many Hunyuan realm masters of the human race suddenly changed their expressions and even screamed. At this moment, they were not able to notice any movement. Even under the shroud of mental power, they could barely see a shadow passing by. They thought
It is impossible to capture his figure.
Immediately after the demon boy disappeared, the figure belonging to Xuan Bu Nian also disappeared at the same time.
The five-mile blood-colored beach suddenly fell into a strange tranquility, and it seemed that only the demon youth in the golden shirt was left by the West Sea.
Only many Yuanshen masters had slightly sharp eyes. Under the observation of their Yuanshen will, both the demon boy and the bright saint launched a speed that was unimaginable in their realm.
Even ordinary first-class Hunyuan realm masters would probably be unable to match it.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths... ten breaths!
It was not until ten breaths later that the figures belonging to the demon boy and Xuan Bu Nian reappeared on the bloody beach. The two stood a few miles apart, as if they had not moved from beginning to end. But just a moment later, the bloody beach
Above, a series of roaring sounds were heard, like thunderous explosions, and the vacuum was distorted, unable to isolate this sonic boom.
At this moment, even many human Hunyuan realm masters were speechless. This had to break at least ten times the sound barrier to create such an astonishing phenomenon. With such speed, even a first-class Hunyuan realm master could not help but feel speechless.
I felt powerless. If it weren't for those top-notch taboos, I'd be afraid that they would be unreachable.
A few miles away, a look of disbelief finally appeared in the eyes of the demon boy. In this place where the way of heaven is incomplete, the source of light can still have such extreme speed? Even compared with him, it is not far behind. You know, he
Although the technique he used was not a sacred footwork, it was a rare thunder path reincarnation technique in the vast starry sky. Even so, it could not be better.
And from the perspective of the demon boy, the human girl's cultivation level is probably slightly weaker than him. She is only at the peak of the dragon and tiger realm, but has not yet broken into the superior realm. (Please recommend a monthly ticket, the starting point for genuine subscription is
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