The thick darkness gradually covered the fading moonlight. In the darkest night before dawn, the whole world seemed to have returned to the most oppressive state of silence.
The last ray of moonlight fell on the sea, and the blue waves rose and fell slowly. The sparkling waves illuminated the entire beach with a surging cold light. In the dim light, the figure on the beach seemed to follow suit.
Take a stroll in the breeze, taking your time.
The light flowed in the dark pupils. She took a quiet look, and her face suddenly changed slightly, with a look of surprise that could not be concealed at all.
As the moonlight recedes, the visibility under the night has dropped to the lowest level, but the man is at the end of the line of sight, still outside everyone's observation range, so no one can still see Qin Weibai
Who is the young prodigy in your mouth?
But the black eyes are different.
Her pair of pitch-black eyes with almost no white at all look creepy, but they are extremely talented. From childhood to adulthood, her sight range and visibility have been much stronger than others. It is precisely because of this kind of eyesight.
The advantages in the field have made Heitong one of the most valuable talents within the Beihai Wang family. In terms of strength, Heitong is infinitely close to the half-step invincibility and still has room for improvement. No one dares to underestimate him, and because
With her eyesight advantage, she is also one of the most terrifying snipers within the Beihai Wang Family.
So when no one could see the distance clearly, through the dark night, only Heitong could clearly see the beach in the distance and the figures in the distance.
The black pupils shrank obviously, and his eyes became more focused. In his eyes, the so-called young prodigy was more than just young?
Just like a teenager.
From a distance of nearly three hundred meters, with her black eyes focused, she could clearly see the figure and appearance of the other person. In his sight, that was a face that was not only young, but could even be said to be childish.
Sixteen? Seventeen? Or eighteen?
He was walking on the beach with a calm look on his face, wearing a Dongdao junior high school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, as if he was on his way to school.
Heitong felt extremely ridiculous for a moment.
It's ridiculous to go to school so early.
But Qin Weibai, the second-ranking figure in the Palace of Reincarnation who can exercise dominant power, wanted to kill a junior high school student. It was equally absurd.
And in such an important cooperation between Wang Xiaoyao and Samsara, it is ridiculous to use the life of such a child as a pledge.
Qin Weibai said that he was no match for this child, which was still ridiculous.
The black pupil stood there with a dull look, and for a moment he even forgot to speak.
The boy on the beach got closer and closer, and gradually became clearer in the sights of several other people.
"It's him?"
Wang Xiaoyao finally got a clear look at the young man on the coast. His eyes were wide open and he looked at Qin Weibai in astonishment, with unconcealed suspicion.
Not only Wang Xiaoyao, but even the deep auras hidden by the saints and military advisors fluctuated slightly, which was obviously a bit strange.
This is really a boy who looks childish, with an ordinary height and appearance, but he looks very clean, both in his clothes and face.
But other than that, there seems to be nothing noteworthy about the other party.
The thick night, the boundless sea.
In the huge environment, the thin figure walked quietly, calmly, but with a little loneliness.
Qin Weibai's bright and condensed eyes were still clear, but they were a little more dazed.
At this moment she thought of Li Tianlan.
Was the man who had already been destined in her fate a few years ago, many years ago, just like the young man in front of her, walking alone and calmly in the vast mountains and forests?
"How is this person?"
Qin Weibai was silent for a while and suddenly asked. Her face was calm and perfect, but her heart was always agitating violently.
"Ordinary."
Wang Xiaoyao shook his head and glanced at Qin Weibai beside him: "Could you have found the wrong person?"
Qin Weibai raised the corners of her mouth with a hint of sneer, indescribably arrogant and cold. She stared at the features of the young man at the foot of the mountain seriously. Perhaps it was due to preconceptions. At this moment, when she looked at him, the features of the other man were so clear.
Even a little dazzling.
"I can't see clearly."
The saint suddenly spoke, and the sharp sword intent hovering around him had completely dormant. There seemed to be a vague hesitation in his steady voice: "I can't see clearly, it's very strange."
"Can't see clearly? Can't see through?"
Wang Xiaoyao frowned and turned his eyes again to the young man who might die in his hands.
The teenagers at the beach were getting closer and closer. From a distance of tens of meters, they could almost see every expression on each other's faces.
Ordinary, calm, dull.
The other party seemed to be thinking about something and looked a little lost.
"It's very strange."
The voice of the military advisor rang next to my ears, also with a trace of unexplored doubts: "The other party looks too ordinary, does it seem ordinary? That's not right. This feeling is very weird."
"Reality and fiction."
Qin Weibai said softly and calmly.
Wang Xiaoyao, who had been silently observing the young man, suddenly shook his body and his pupils suddenly shrank.
He finally discovered something unusual about the boy.
The night is spreading.
The waves are rising.
The young man in front of them was walking leisurely on the beach, but every move he made gave people a clear and almost eerie reality. Everything about him seemed to be placed in front of them, allowing people to see through it at a glance, but if you look closely,
If you look closely, you will find that this so-called seeing through is no different from not seeing.
He exists very real, but his whole person is devoid of any emotion or temperament.
Between reality and illusion, there is no disguise, no self, only a very real emptiness.
It's like a ball of air.
I obviously saw it, but it seemed like I didn't.
This was the first time Wang Xiaoyao felt this weird feeling. The hairs all over his body stood up for a while, and he even felt like he had seen a ghost.
Young genius?
Young genius?
Qin Weibai's evaluation suddenly became very weighty in his heart. His face was solemn and he slowly said: "This person is not simple. Who is he?"
Such a person made him instinctively feel weird, dangerous, and even frightened. This was a premonition close to intuition. Wang Xiaoyao's apparent strength was in the stable stage of the Thunder Realm, but his actual strength had already deteriorated when he was already in his early thirties.
He is half-step invincible. Although he has not yet reached the level of a saint or a military strategist, he is not afraid of a young man. What he is worried about or even afraid of is the future of the young man in front of him.
If he is really a young prodigy, in the dark world from now on, he will definitely be a figure that no one dares to ignore.
Qin Weibai did not speak, but quietly looked at the young man who was getting closer and closer. The gentle wind blew her clothes. In a trance, this strange woman who was regarded as a goddess by countless people in the dark world became more and more ethereal and dreamy.
.
No one knows what the young man in front of him means to the dark world, to East Island, and to the upcoming Battle of Long Island. The military strategists don’t know, and neither do the saints.
If Li Tianlan was the one Qin Weibai wanted to protect during the Battle of Changdao, then the young man in front of him was the target he wanted to kill at all costs.
The two seem to be unrelated, but are they really?
The memories rang out with the sound of the tide, and then turned into a huge wave, madly impacting all her reason.
In fact, it has nothing to do with the extremely cold poison and the extremely hot poison, nor does it have anything to do with the deal between reincarnation and that mysterious force. Even without everything, she still had to kill the young man in front of her. But after adding those two strange poisons, her mentality
It has completely changed.
"Should I do it now?"
Wang Xiaoyao hesitated and asked. He still didn't know the strength of the young man in front of him. But the more he observed, the more urgent he felt in his heart. There seemed to be an intuition reminding him of the young man in front of him.
The threat to him made him eager to take action.
He took a step forward, a hint of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.
This murderous intention suppresses infinite edge, but it is very weak, so weak that it is almost difficult to detect.
But almost at the same time, the young man who was walking forward silently and seemingly distracted suddenly stopped.
The two sides were tens of meters apart, and in the deepest night, the young man raised his head and looked at the cliff.
Suddenly, Wang Xiaoyao felt like he saw two stars.
It was a pair of eyes that suddenly gathered all the brilliance, clear and calm with a hint of playfulness and playfulness.
The afterglow of the moonlight seemed to be concentrated on him all at once, making his whole person look more real and more unreal.
"Who's there?"
He spoke slowly, his soft voice carrying the hoarseness of a boy's youthful voice, as gentle as the night wind blowing by his ears.
Such a keen perception is simply unbelievable. Although the two sides are only a few dozen meters apart, it is only a flat distance. There are cliffs rising up and down. At such a distance, the opponent can instantly lock on with a slight murderous intention.
Their location is simply...
Wang Xiaoyao's eyes were completely focused, and fierce murderous intent flashed in his pupils. He took another step forward and was about to jump off the cliff.
"saint."
Qin Weibai suddenly spoke softly.
The saint silently took a step forward.
"you go."
Qin Weibai said calmly: "Quick fight and quick decision."
Wang Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that even if Qin Weibai wanted to kill the young man below him, he didn't want him to do it now.
It seems that what Qin Weibai wants is just to end the other person's life instead of fighting the other person in person?
He raised his eyebrows and remained silent. It was obvious that the young man below had secrets, and Qin Weibai didn't seem to want to expose these secrets, so he asked the saint to take action.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoyao's heart was filled with weirdness.
In the current situation on Dongdao, who is the young man Qin Weibai secretly came to Ninghu to kill? And what impact will it have on the current situation?
Wang Xiaoyao has learned too much about this woman who once made him unable to extricate himself when they first met. He can be sure that if the young man below was an insignificant or even irrelevant figure, even if he was a young prodigy, Qin
Wei Bai would not be in a hurry to kill such a person.
"good."
The saint responded calmly, took a step forward, and rushed down the cliff without hesitation.
His body wrapped in a black cloak fell rapidly, and the sword energy stirred up the night like a flash flood, rushing directly towards the young man beside the beach.
Dull thunder suddenly rolled across the sky, violent thunder fell, and the sword energy tore the night apart. The night sky hundreds of meters above was instantly dyed into a strange blue curtain by the sword energy. The curtain was like electricity, with a fierceness that destroyed everything.
Murderous intent.
The sword energy is majestic and mighty!
In an instant, the young man who was standing quietly by the sea completely changed.
His figure became clearer under the blue light screen, but his aura became more and more illusory. Under the sharp edge of the mighty sword energy, the young man had a vague feeling that was close to dissipating between heaven and earth.
Only his eyes were still bright, and his eyes were still clear, passing through the light curtain composed of sword energy, passing through the night, and shining directly on the cliff.
Clear and quiet, yet revealing a ferocity that is suppressed to the extreme!
The saint's body has landed. In front of him, the light curtain composed of sword energy is still expanding, completely covering the young man in almost the blink of an eye.
The sword energy flew wildly in the air, and the yellow sand on the beach rose into the sky under the sword energy, flying hundreds of meters into the sky. Countless blue arcs danced crazily, and the entire battlefield instantly turned into a
A strange and bizarre world.
In the blur of light and shadow, the pair of clear but fierce eyes became brighter and brighter. The young man's body did not move and he did not take out any weapons.
He just threw away the schoolbag in his hand and put his hands together.
The moment the sword energy was about to fall, the boy's hands suddenly formed a complex and weird hand seal.
This is a secret that has never appeared in the dark world.
unfamiliar.
Unknown.
No seal!
Heaven and earth have no appearance, and all sentient beings have no appearance.
The dense curtain-like sword energy rushed past the young man almost violently.
The boy's body seemed to flicker very slightly.
The next second, his extremely thin body appeared directly in front of the saint.
quick.
As fast as a ghost.
Wang Xiaoyao, who had been staring at all this, didn't even see clearly how he avoided the violent sword energy for a moment.
The young man still put his hands together, changed his fingers, and the new seal suddenly took shape again.
The temperature in the air dropped sharply.
Midsummer suddenly turned into cold winter, and the world seemed to become absolutely indifferent.
"Click..."
With a crisp sound, the sky above suddenly condensed into ice. The ice spread crazily, almost instantly to a range of hundreds of meters.
The seal in the young man's hand was completely formed.
"boom!"
Hundreds of meters of ice shook violently, and then completely exploded.
Countless sharp ice cubes kept falling down from high altitude like spears one after another with sharp whistling sounds.
Unfeeling Seal!
Gentle wind, dark night, cool moon.
Everything disappeared in an instant, leaving only violent murderous intent and extreme indifference on the entire battlefield.
"brush!"
Without any hesitation, the saint immediately drew the sword behind him.
The boss said he wanted a quick solution, so from the beginning, he went all out!
The sharp blade of the sword jumped with light, and a touch of dangerous blue condensed to the extreme filled the sword's edge for the first time.
The young man and the saint were very close. When the sword was raised, the tip of the sword almost touched the young man's chest.
The faint blue edge cut through the boy's school uniform silently, and the boy's figure had already risen into the sky. What moved with his body were handprints.
His handprints have become more and more complex, and a large afterimage can be clearly seen in the rapid formation of the handprints.
rise.
Keep rising.
The saint raised his sword and raised his head. The young man's figure had appeared in the air at a height of nearly 100 meters.
The fingerprints are completely condensed.
Infinite seal!
"boom!"
A loud thunder suddenly exploded from the highest point in the sky, and a blue-purple light spot suddenly appeared high in the sky and plummeted straight down from the high altitude.
The light spot continued to grow larger, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a thick, almost terrifying lightning that spread across the sky and the earth!
Thunder realm!
Except for Qin Weibai, everyone's expressions changed completely.
This is not even the most basic Thunder Realm, but a master who is infinitely close to the peak of the Thunder Realm.
A...teenager in the Thunder Realm!?
How can this be?!
How on earth could his body withstand the power of the Thunder Realm?
The saint's eyes also changed.
He had already overestimated the young man above him, but he never expected that the young man was already close to the peak of the Thunder Realm.
When Qin Weibai said that Heitong was no match for him, the saint didn't think much about it. He originally thought that the opponent was at the peak of the Burning Fire Realm, or similar to Li Tianlan's half-step thunderous state. If he was a true genius
, that kind of strength was enough to barely defeat Heitong. Before the battle, even if he was beaten to death, he never thought that a teenager in his teens would have a strength infinitely close to the peak of the Thunder Realm.
What does it mean to be a genius who is close to the peak of Thunder Realm?
That means the other party is enough to pose an absolutely fatal threat to him!
On the cliff, the military advisor subconsciously took a step forward.
Wang Xiaoyao and Heitong's murderous intent was no longer concealed.
Especially Wang Xiaoyao, whose whole body was ice-cold, and for the first time he felt bone-crushing fear.
A peak master of the Thunder Realm in his teens, not to mention how his body can withstand this power, this talent is enough to make everyone's scalp numb. At this age, he has reached this realm, and he is invincible and can have
How old?
Twenty-five?
Twenty-eight?
Such talent seems to be better than Wang Shengxiao and Li Tianlan.
If he grows up, he will be a huge threat to everyone.
Everyone!
"boom!"
Violent thunder sounded from above, and a huge thunder light seemed to fall from the end of the sky. An area of tens of meters in radius was completely enveloped by this thunder light that expanded to the limit. Looking from above, this was completely a way to break through the confinement of heaven and earth.
The beam of light carries the power to destroy everything.
This is the true power of heaven and earth!
The young man still maintained the seal with his hands, and his expression was cold. At this moment, he was standing in the air, with lightning all over his body, as majestic as a god.
Huge thunder fell from the sky and enveloped the surrounding area, making it impossible to escape.
In the center of the thunder, the saint suddenly straightened his body, raised his arms, and shook his sword!
There was a sudden roar in the center of the thunder light, and the ordinary long sword in the Saint's hand shattered directly. With him as the center, the air hundreds of meters around him twisted and rotated crazily in an instant. Countless icicles falling from the sky turned into powder in an instant, and the Saint
The body remained motionless, but a storm hundreds of meters high was raised around him. The storm changed from distortion to a deep blue. Endless thunder and lightning roars continued to gather in the storm, and the entire space seemed to solidify.
Lightning fell from above.
Storms rise from the ground.
Wind and thunder gather.
The fierce howling sound echoed around with a sharp sound that almost pierced people's eardrums.
Large tracts of sea sand were swept into the air, trees and grass were completely shattered by the expanding air waves, the impact of wind and thunder impacted everything around, and the entire cliff was shaking violently.
The military advisor remained calm. The airflow in front of him was twisted and unsteady, firmly protecting Qin Weibai. The desperate forces below kept colliding with each other, and there were strong winds and thunder. However, under the protection of the military advisor, Qin Weibai could not even hold his hair.
Never raised the slightest bit.
The young man's figure kept fluttering with the strong wind, making it look even more strange and empty.
Hand seals.
The air seemed to be completely torn apart, the violent seaside seemed to have fallen from the cold winter into hell, the icy cold wind blew up the wild sand, and the storm swirled around the saint, but the whole space followed the young man's seal
Everything turned into a faint blue.
In an instant, the last handprint in the young man's hand took shape.
The storm around the saint suddenly stopped.
Almost at the same time, Qin Wei's bright white eyes suddenly flashed a majestic light that was almost impossible to look directly at.
Seal of the Dead!
The battlefield suddenly became silent.
Like a dull wind blowing slowly by, with the ultimate coldness and death breath, the entire blue space exploded, and endless lightning swept everything in an instant. The entire sea became a world full of lightning, and the saints were all around.
The storm was torn into pieces, and even the sword energy almost disappeared without a trace.
The young man who had been forming seals turned slightly pale and finally stopped temporarily.
The saint's figure that originally rushed into the air fell back to the spot. He raised his head and looked at the young man in the air quietly. But under the cover of the cloak, bright red blood was flowing down the corners of his mouth, as if it was endless.
Endless.
"What kind of secret skill is this?"
Wang Xiaoyao took several deep breaths before speaking with some difficulty.
There are countless secret arts in the dark world, but some of them are not very powerful, just because of the different people who use them, so they can almost shock the world. Some secret arts are very powerful, and they are even more powerful and domineering in the hands of masters. Only a few of them shock the world.
It belongs to the highest level of inheritance. In the hands of a master, its power is simply unparalleled in the contemporary era.
For example, Beihai Wang's Six Paths Reincarnation Sword.
For example, Li's Sword Twenty-Four.
For example, Kunlun City's Zhenwu Shijue.
He had never heard of this set of seals that the young man was using, but looking at the power, it turned out to be so domineering and unparalleled. Such inheritance was unheard of before and was simply unimaginable.
Injuring the Saint with a strength that is not yet at the peak of the Thunder Realm.
Even for a young prodigy, this is enough to shock people.
Who are the saints?
The first king of reincarnation, one of the strongest men in the invincible realm.
In the dark world, this is a figure who can be as famous as the Central Continent Green Dragon Gongsun, the Shadow King Jie, and the Central Continent Nirvana Sword Master Guard Kunlun. He is the top half-step invincible master, and has even vaguely broken through the half-step invincibility.
Limitations, it’s just that we haven’t really reached invincibility yet.
Wang Xiaoyao does not deny the young man's extraordinary talent, but without the top martial arts inheritance, it is absolutely impossible for him to achieve this step.
"I heard my sister talk about it."
Qin Weibai sighed softly: "This is the seal of immortality."
Wang Xiaoyao was stunned. This was a name he had never heard of before. Has the Lord of Samsara Palace mentioned it?
He looked at Qin Weibai and said subconsciously: "What is the seal of immortality?"
"I don't understand martial arts, so naturally I can't explain the principles. It should be imitating heaven and earth and integrating heaven and earth. It belongs to the category of momentum, pure momentum."
Qin Weibai shook his head.
Beihai Wang's Six Paths Reincarnation Sword is a combination of power and intention, which explodes in an instant and is extremely sublime.
Li's Sword Twenty-Four is the combination of intention and force, which can break everything and is unparalleled in the world.
The Immortal Seal in front of me is just seeking momentum, pure momentum.
These are different paths of martial arts. It is difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior. At the extreme end, they all have the power to surpass the contemporary.
Wang Xiaoyao's face was a bit ugly. He had never heard of the Immortal Seal. He might have created this unique skill. Its strength was simply unimaginable. Sure enough, it was not easy to cooperate with Qin Weibai. He even felt that he had caused a huge
Trouble.
"What else do you know about the Immortal Seal?"
Wang Xiaoyao was silent for a moment, looked at Qin Weibai and said seriously.
"I don't know much. As for martial arts, I'm not very interested. I just heard my sister say something casually. The seal of immortality should be a twelve-style seal, a three-move comprehensive. I don't know about the others."
Qin Weibai's tone was cold.
"That..."
Wang Xiaoyao looked at the young man suspended in the air and hesitated to speak.
"He can perform up to nine postures and one comprehensive posture. This is the limit."
Qin Weibai seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and said calmly: "It's already the fourth form."
The conversation between the two finally caught the boy's attention.
In the silence, the young man's body suspended in the air suddenly floated upward again, and the electric light almost completely enveloped his entire body, making him look like a thunder god who controlled thunder and lightning, sharp and indifferent.
Amidst the lightning, the young man's height was already as high as the cliff. Several people looked at each other. A murderous intent suddenly flashed through the young man's cold eyes, and he sneered: "Qin Weibai? Wang Xiaoyao? What a big formation."
Battle, is the one below a military advisor? Or a saint? Have you thought about the consequences of dealing with me?"
Very standard, but standard Chinese with a bit of weirdness.
"you know me?"
Wang Xiaoyao frowned tightly. He smelled the conspiracy more and more clearly, but he could no longer escape from all this tonight.
"If there is any disaster for the Beihai Wang family in the future, it will all happen because of tonight."
The young man who had lost all pretense said in an indifferent tone, and his momentum suddenly increased. Just when everyone thought he was going to attack the cliff, his figure flashed and he was far away from the battlefield in an instant.
His cold sneer came from the air: "You alone are not worthy of killing me. Just go back and wait for our revenge."
Wang Xiaoyao's color suddenly changed, and he subconsciously wanted to intercept him, but the young man's figure flashed continuously, and he had reached the beach in the blink of an eye.
This kind of speed is beyond his reach.
If he escapes tonight...
Wang Xiaoyao's heart suddenly sank.
Below the cliff, a fierce roar suddenly sounded.
The saint didn't hesitate at all and chased after the young man who had arrived at the beach.
The young man sneered, put his feet on the sea, and turned around suddenly.
Without warning, a sudden change occurred.
The seawater under the boy's feet suddenly exploded, with countless water splashes churning. The boy's figure running away with all his strength hit the water splash, but his whole body did not move forward, but instantly fell back dozens of meters.
bomb?!
The young man was frightened and angry, but more confused. He couldn't tell whether the explosion was a bomb. If it was a bomb, how could the other party have buried the bomb here in advance?
Coincidence?
Everything happens in the blink of an eye.
But the distance of several tens of meters was enough for the saint to get close to him again.
The young man's originally indifferent expression suddenly changed wildly, and he opened his mouth and roared: "Yes..."
"boom!"
A huge roar of sword energy suddenly struck, drowning out all the boy's voices. The saint raised his arms high, the sword energy all over his body condensed crazily, and a giant sword hundreds of meters long appeared above his head.
.
The saint held his hands empty and slashed down suddenly. The sword energy that almost split the heaven and earth roared wildly and struck down hard.
A trace of ferocity flashed in the young man's eyes, and he subconsciously turned to the right.
"boom!"
The giant sword fell on the sea, and hundreds of meters of seawater were split open. The huge impact made the young man's body suddenly lose balance, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
No one could see clearly what happened at that moment, and no one knew why the young man's figure, which had already walked far away, retreated, but that was not important at all. Wang Xiaoyao's eyes were cold, and when the saint caught up with the young man,
He had already left the cliff at the first moment and rushed towards the seaside at full speed.
The saint's figure was instantly close to the young man's side.
He didn't have a sword in his hand, but there were hundreds of blue sword shadows roaring crazily around him. One long sword after another kept exploding, with destructive power, and the whole area was violently
It shuddered violently during the collision.
Wang Xiaoyao's figure approached the seaside at a very fast speed. If this young man was allowed to escape, the entire Beihai Wang family would provoke a big enemy in the future. The Beihai Wang family was not afraid of trouble, but if it could save one thing, no one would want to cause trouble, so this time he
Without any concealment of his strength, amidst the roar of thunder and sea water, his body drove the electric light straight into the battlefield.
Several dozen meters apart.
Wang Xiaoyao opened his hands, and a giant sword tens of meters long suddenly formed in his hands.
The giant sword was thick and sharp, turning over in Wang Xiaoyao's hand with an almost unstoppable edge.
Wang Xiaoyao held his palm empty and swept across with his sword.
The endless sea water suddenly exploded, and the giant sword was like opening the sky, sweeping across with a powerful sword intent, and endless murderous intent suddenly erupted on the sea surface.
Six Paths of Reincarnation Sword, Kingly Sword!
The young man's indifferent eyes finally showed a trace of undisguised eagerness, and he suddenly said: "I am..."
"boom!"
Thousands of long swords emerged from the water again, and the roar was completely intentional to cover up the young man's words. Countless long swords condensed by the sea water rushed toward the young man's back with flashes of lightning.
The saint remained silent, determined not to let the young man say another word.
"you!"
The young man's eyes suddenly stood up.
The saint's sword energy and Wang Xiaoyao's sword intent enveloped him almost at the same time.
The young man seemed to know that he could not be kind today, and he went completely crazy.
His whole body was glowing with lightning. Facing the siege of the saints and Wang Xiaoyao, he did not retreat even one step, but chose to fight for his life.
"Fuck them all!"
The young man roared with all his strength, and the handprints on his hands changed again.
In the lightning, a large area of sea water suddenly surged and trembled.
The waves rolled over and countless seawater rose instantly.
Seal of the sea!
In a roar that was like the destruction of the world, countless seawater violently rushed into the sky.
For a moment, the world was turning upside down.
The sea turned into mountains and into the sky.
The originally calm sea surface instantly set off a huge wave up to a hundred feet high. The huge wave kept rising, almost covering the sky.
In an almost suffocating scene, huge waves crashed down with irresistible force.
The young man's expression was icy cold, and every move he made at this moment carried a world-dazzling style, with such power that it could reach the sky.
Huge waves are like landslides.
Wang Xiaoyao's giant sword and the saint's thunder light were instantly submerged by the huge waves. Their bodies went upstream in the huge waves, shaking constantly. The huge waves suppressed the thunder light and the giant sword and crashed onto the coast. The entire coastline seemed to
Everything shook, and a deep pit hundreds of meters long was left directly where the huge waves crashed past.
The young man who had completely gone crazy with the beating made another seal with his hands without stopping.
Above the sea, his body suddenly shot straight into the sky.
Star River Seal!
In an instant, all the glimmers of light in the world seemed to converge on the young man. The young man was like a young god descending from the earth, and his whole body was filled with cold and deadly light, like a majestic and endless galaxy.
Saint and Wang Xiaoyao raised their hands instinctively.
High in the sky, the boy whose every move seemed capable of destroying the world suddenly swooped down with endless light.
"Pseudo domain!"
Wang Xiaoyao suddenly screamed.
The young man's swooping body was already close to the saint and Wang Xiaoyao, carrying the entire galaxy and the entire sky with him.
The figures of Saint and Wang Xiaoyao fell into the deep sea in an instant as the boy fell. The thunderous light continued to spread on the sea, and the blue color kept rising and spreading on the sea. The entire sea began to go crazy with the boy as the center.
Rotate.
Attack.
Or attack.
The young man who had already made up his mind actually had the courage to disregard life and death. The moment the three of them fell into the sea, a new seal was formed again.
The seal of reincarnation!
The blue sea surface suddenly turned into a huge whirlpool that could swallow everything. Sheng Sheng and Wang Xiaoyao, who had no time to adjust, kept rotating with the whirlpool, and their bodies were almost completely unbalanced.
This is not a pseudo-domain, but it can make the body lose control. Is it not a pseudo-domain in another sense?
Infinite electric light continued to condense in the whirlpool, and struck Wang Xiaoyao one after another. Wang Xiaoyao's body was shaken violently, and his strong aura instantly weakened.
The saint suddenly snorted, and in the violently rotating whirlpool, a blazing fire instantly burned on the sea surface. The thick whirlpool quickly evaporated, and even the large swaths of electric light began to completely disappear.
The young man roared loudly, his body rose into the air again, and he formed seals with his hands.
Lingxiao Seal!
The sea calmed down amid the turmoil.
There was nothing unusual in the sky.
But the young man's eyes were blood red, and as the seal was completed, his aura instantly increased dramatically.
The peak of thunder realm!
Shengsheng and Wang Xiaoyao were shocked.
How similar is this Seal Technique to Beihai Wang's secret art of Defying Heaven?
The young man completed the seal without stopping. His face was frighteningly pale, but his movements became more and more determined, with pride and coldness that could not be offended.
Ninth Seal.
Seal of Heaven’s Punishment!
The light around the young man suddenly expanded and instantly spread into a halo of light with a range of hundreds of meters.
The handprint has been completed.
Amidst the roaring thunder, countless electric lights suddenly appeared from the sky, ten, a hundred, a thousand...
A few hundred meters in radius, the area shrouded by the halo instantly turned into a thunder and lightning hell.
The saint resisted with all his strength, but was shocked to find that all the thunder, lightning, fire, and even ice within the scope of the halo were exhausted. The only thing he could rely on was the sword and the sword energy.
Dense thunder and lightning kept falling in the sky, like the wrath of the sky.
Wang Xiaoyao could hardly hold on anymore and coughed up blood. He held on tightly and glanced at the saint subconsciously, smiling bitterly.
Although the saints are trying their best, they are not exhausting their skills.
His so-called full strength is just that he used the power of his own realm. But from the beginning to the end, the saint's sword only has sword energy, but no sword intention.
What this means is self-evident.
Among the twelve heavenly kings of reincarnation, the other heavenly kings may be mysterious, but they have traces after all. But only the military counselor and the saint have no information that can be searched. They seem to have appeared out of thin air.
, this can only be said that these two most mysterious kings are well hidden, so well that no one knows who their true identities are.
Sword intent is the easiest clue to guess a person's true origin.
But the saint didn't use any sword intention from beginning to end. In other words, he didn't use any unique skills.
If not, he wouldn't be so passive.
At this time, does he still want to hide his identity?
Wang Xiaoyao vomited blood and gradually became unconscious.
The thunder in the sky finally disappeared.
In the night, the cold and arrogant voice of the young man sounded again, with extreme murderousness and unconcealable weakness: "Send you on your way!"
His hands formed seals again. This time, the seals were obviously much faster than before, but also much longer. Each hand seal was completed quickly, and the young man's extremely strong aura instantly became extremely weak, but the hand seals still continued.
Wang Xiaoyao suddenly thought of what Qin Weibai had just said.
He moved his lips and said with difficulty: "Comprehensive style?"
"boom!"
The world seemed to shake suddenly.
The young man's hand seals have been completed, and endless light spurts out from his body. It is a light that is dazzling enough to cover up everything, and a sharp edge that is enough to stir up the entire world.
Behind the seal of immortality is the edge of the sword!
There is no thunder, no fire, no ice in the light.
There is only wind.
Gently and softly.
Ethereal.
The wind that destroys everything!
Comprehensive type: Jiu Kong Endless!
The world is empty, but the mortal dangers are endless.
The saint's eyes suddenly widened, as if he couldn't believe it, but he immediately reacted, let out a loud roar, and jumped up.
His body was submerged in the light and disappeared completely.
No one could see everything clearly, they just felt that the heaven and earth were surging, and the light completely covered all the pictures.
In the young man's unwilling and desperate roar, the extremely dangerous light and edge instantly expanded and exploded, and the sword intent that was so complex that it was extremely difficult to identify surged and scattered. In the light, the figures of the saint and the young man fell from the sky at the same time.
The boy's mouth was full of blood, and there seemed to be some tongue fragments.
In the final blow, the Saint was slightly better, but he deliberately crushed the young man's tongue, and in the end, both sides suffered losses.
From beginning to end, the saint did not let the young man say anything.
They don't even know his name.
The young man's body fell to the ground, his breath weak, but his whole person looked unusually calm.
The battlefield was completely calm.
The sound of slight footsteps penetrated the night.
Qin Weibai didn't know when he had walked off the cliff and came to the young man, looking into his eyes with a calm expression.
When the young man saw Qin Weibai, his calm expression suddenly became excited. He stared hard and struggled to move towards Qin Weibai, whining. Although he could not speak, everyone could feel the look in his eyes.
unwillingness and questioning.
But Qin Weibai's eyes were not only complicated, but also complicated.
"Want to know why I killed you?"
Qin Weibai looked at the young man and suddenly asked softly.
The young man moved his struggling body and paused, just staring at Qin Weibai's dreamlike and perfect face, breathing heavily.
"Because some people seem to have no weaknesses, but their biggest weakness is responsibility. He is, and so is he."
Qin Weibai said calmly: "And I happen to have the least sense of responsibility."
The young man's eyes narrowed, seeming a little relieved, but his eyes immediately turned cold and mocking.
Qin Weibai's eyes gradually became cold, with some indescribable hatred. The young man's eyes seemed to anger her, and she said coldly: "I know you are not convinced, but I will not give you a chance.
, your journey to be a genius ends here."
The fear in the young man's eyes flashed away, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.
Qin Weibai turned his head and glanced at Wang Xiaoyao, who was weak but still awake.
"kill him."
She said softly.
Wang Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment, then walked over.
"I want to see it with my own eyes."
Qin Weibai's tone was as light as the wind, but mixed with the ice and snow of late winter: "I watched you kill him with my own eyes, crushing his bones and turning him into ashes!"
Crushing bones and ashes!
How deep of an obsession is this?
Wang Xiaoyao's body trembled slightly, and a long sword made of electric light took shape in his hand. He hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his hand and stabbed the young man's throat hard.
The boy's vitality quickly disappeared, surrounded by lightning, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.
The genius falls.
Qin Weibai turned around and left calmly.
The young genius was born unknown and died unknown.