In the small fragments of the world, everything is calm.
Xue Yitian was sitting cross-legged on the blood-refining heart formation, practicing quietly.
With the help of Xue Zhentian, who was blocked below and the environment created by the surrounding psychic clans, he practiced very quickly.
This is also a place of cultivation.
It's just that his heart is difficult to calm down.
But I have to force myself to calm down. After all, at the last moment, there is no mistake.
But for some reason, Xue Yitian always feels something is wrong.
Somewhere, it seems a bit strange.
Until a shout suddenly came from my ears, breaking the peace of the world.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a young man rushing towards him in the air.
The other party grabbed a long gray knife with bloody thunder on it. As he jumped over, he dragged a large piece of bloody thunder in the air.
It is dazzling and unforgettable.
At this moment, Xue Yitian had only one thought in his mind.
Very handsome young man.
The only problem is...
Why is the movement so slow?
It seems that the other party is deliberately slowing down his movements so that the thunder above the blade can spread farther away.
"Wuying Blood Prison Thunder flashed and slashed!!!"
During Xiao Tian's slow motion, his roar resounded between the world.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
The magnificent sound of war drums came from a distance, and it was a long and long leap with Xiao Tian.
Add a sense of solemnity.
"Prince Xiao has learned about the conspiracy of the ancestor of the Xue family. This is a cruel cage."
"Countless psychic races are enslaved."
"A strange man is tied up."
"The ancestor of the Xue family who was sitting upright is a greedy plunderer, a parasite, who seized everything from them."
"This knife is the sword of savior!"
On the mountain.
Xue Fugui looked at Zhou Yuexing beside him with a look of surprise, holding a magic weapon in his hand, saving the picture in front of him.
In his mouth, he even used the low magnetic voice unique to their Eight Demon Clan to chant inexplicable words.
As for the inspiring and extremely rhythmic sound of war drums.
It is clearly Zhou Yuexing aroused his chest and produced by the shock of spiritual energy.
Just when Xue Fugui was confused, Zhou Yuexing had already turned off his spiritual weapon, stood up and shouted in the distance: "Child, it's done!"
boom!!!
A terrifying explosion sounded instantly.
Xiao Tian suddenly looked fierce and his forward speed exploded. The bloody thunder instantly turned into purgatory and spread out in all directions.
Crack!
Countless bloody thunder shattered the red phantom above, and the formation patterns condensed here were also broken.
Xue Yitian, who was sitting cross-legged and still in a state of cultivation, had a cold hair standing on his body.
A breath bursts out!
Level 23, Taoist realm.
Royal rating, peak!
The terrifying power burst out from Xue Yitian, and the cold air scattered everywhere, freezing and cracking the space.
This small fragment of the world could not bear his power at all.
Facing Xiao Tian who was rushing toward him, Xue Yitian's spiritual energy and the power of the great way appeared, covering the surrounding area.
In an instant, this world seemed to have changed its appearance and turned into a world of ice and snow, and even the surrounding psychic tribes seemed to be gone.
The boundary field formed by the power of Tao is the invincible strong man who can surround the emperor in this field is the imperial rating.
Xue Yitian's ice and snow track realm emerged and immediately turned into thousands of ice crystal meteorites and fell from the sky.
Although I don’t know where this stupid boy came out.
I don’t know if it has anything to do with the plan exposure or other changes.
But at this moment, the idea in Xue Yitian's mind was very simple, which was to erase the young man in front of him.
The moment the huge ice crystal meteorite in the sky hit the other side, Xue Yitian also waved his hand gently, and another sword appeared in his hand.
The sword tip surrounds the surroundings, and the power contained in it is extremely terrifying.
The cold air emitted almost requires the movement of the spiritual energy in the surrounding space. You can imagine how terrifying the power in it is.
The sword also condensed into ice crystals and turned into ice crystal long swords.
The fighting methods of these Xue family's direct descendants are almost the same.
Buzz!
The space was shaking violently, and this small fragment of the world clearly could not withstand such a royal rating.
However, with Xue Yitian's Taoist world carrying stable, the fragments of this world did not cause any irreversible damage due to the fighting.
only.
Xue Yitian suddenly heard a young man who was close to him and suddenly murmured something from his mouth.
Listen carefully, he had heard the other person's words.
"Eight out of ten thousand!"
Xue Yitian, who was sending out the sword, didn't understand what this whisper meant.
But in front of me, I changed shockedly.
The blood-colored thunder spread out in all directions.
The huge ice crystal meteorite in the sky had not yet hit Xiao Tian's body, but it was shattered by the bloody thunder on the blade.
Not only that, the bloody thunder scattered on the blade easily tear apart the ice boundaries around it.
Xue Yitian was a little confused.
"Why?"
If he was not wrong, he should be surrounded by his own Taoist realm, which was extremely solid.
Just the bloody thunder emitted from the blade, why should I tear my Taoist realm apart?
Click!
The crisp sound of shattering sounded in Xue Yitian's ears.
His pupils contracted, and he looked at the long sword in his hand carefully.
sword.
Broken!
Something is wrong, it's not the same as I imagined.
Such a young man must have happened unexpectedly when he appears in front of him.
And, do it directly to yourself.
Out of caution, Xue Yitian did not retain it when he took action.
He is now at the peak of the Taoist realm, or is still a royal rating.
Facing Xiao Tian, he directly used the Dao Realm to attack with all his strength.
Why.
The sword was broken.
Dao Realm collapsed.
Puff!
The tip of the knife seemed to have slashed across his body under the precise control of the other party, easily tearing open the spiritual weapons and protective spirits on his body.
Xue Yitian, the ancestor of the Xue family, who originally had the temperament of immortality, fell with Xiao Tian's sword.
Become a bare old man.
Just like his broken Taoist realm and a broken sword.
Without a single strand, everything was broken.
Take weights lightly and receive freely.
This is Xue Yitian’s first reaction in his mind.
He suddenly understood what Xiao Tian meant just now.
The other party used eight-tenth of his strength.
It represents his absolute control over his own power.
"What the hell is this?" Xue Yitian's expression was already dull and he was blown away.
Xiao Tian, on the other hand, was carrying the long gray sword shining with bloody thunder, standing on the formation.
It left a chic back for Xue Fugui's direction.
In his ears, the low voice of the Demon King's Son came again.