"It's not up to you to decide who lives and who dies!"
Looking at Hun Yuantian who was rushing towards him, Xiao Yan couldn't help but sneer, and his hand holding Hun Yuantian harder and harder, while the latter was also struggling crazily.
"Xiao Yan, our ancestors will never let you go!"
Hunfeng's face turned purple, and he stared at Xiao Yan with hatred. Suddenly, his body swelled violently, and the fighting energy in his body also violently rioted.
"Self-destruction..." Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan's expression did not change at all. He suddenly exerted force on his palm and heard a click. He actually pinched Hunfeng's neck directly and went away. However, although Hunfeng
His neck was pinched, but his body was still expanding rapidly. Finally, there was a bang, and a shocking energy storm exploded carrying blood mist.
The blood mist spread slowly and finally dissipated. Xiao Yan's figure was still suspended in the sky. The vast soul power formed an invisible barrier around him. The impact caused by the self-destruction of the soul wind did not cause any damage to him.
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"laugh!"
Xiao Yan's gaze swept across indifferently, and then he suddenly took a step back. The space in front of him rippled, and an old figure flashed out. The palm wind with a strong aura of death flew against Xiao Yan's chest.
And go.
The palm failed, and Hun Yuantian's figure flashed out. He glanced at the place where the soul wind exploded, his wrinkled face was slightly gloomy, and then he turned his palm, and a soul swept out from the blood mist, and finally
It slipped into his sleeve.
"Boy, I will definitely pull out your muscles and bones today!"
After collecting the remaining soul of Hunfeng, Hun Yuantian stared at Xiao Yan with a solemn look. The smile on his face finally disappeared. He did not expect that Xiao Yan would be so ruthless and would not give it to him at all.
The opportunity to save people was immediately necessary to kill him. If Hunfeng had not immediately used self-destruction to escape a trace of the remaining soul, he would have been completely refined by Xiao Yan, but even so, it would have caused great harm to Hunfeng.
trauma...
"Being a thief even if you are too old to die, let me see you off on this last journey." Xiao Yan sneered, but he was not afraid. Although his fighting spirit was only the strength of the six-star Dou Sheng middle stage, he could only use Emperor
With the power of the Soul Realm, he is qualified to compete with the Eight-Star Dou Sage. This Soul Yuantian aura is indeed powerful, but it is not as good as Lei Ying and Yan Jin. According to Xiao Yan's prediction, this old guy may
This is just the early or middle stage of the Eight-Star Fighting Saint. If a fight really breaks out, Xiao Yan will not be afraid of him.
"The people of the Xiao clan are always so sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. When you fall into my hands, I will let you enjoy your life. What is life worse than death!" Hun Yuantian's expression was quite grim.
Cold, he opened his mouth, revealing his gray teeth, and said grimly.
While speaking, Hun Yuantian's fingers moved without trace, and traces of invisible fluctuations suddenly emerged from behind Xiao Yan, and finally intertwined into an invisible net that suddenly enveloped Xiao Yan. At the same time,
, Hun Yuantian also shot out violently, and appeared in front of Xiao Yan in the blink of an eye. The smelly palm wind was printed directly on Xiao Yan's chest.
"Bang!"
When Hun Yuantian's palm wind was still half an inch away from Xiao Yan's chest, it suddenly solidified, and an invisible layer of defense appeared in his palm. The two sides touched hard, and the terrifying force directly caused
The surrounding space collapsed and cracks opened.
"Use your soul power in front of me, it's a joke..."
Xiao Yan looked at Hun Yuantian and sneered. As soon as his mind moved, the vast soul power surged out. Almost instantly, it shook the invisible soul network behind him into nothingness. Immediately, a raging
Pink flames seeped out from his body, turning his body into crystal clear pink glass in the blink of an eye.
With the use of the Destruction Fire Body, Xiao Yan's aura also increased sharply. Immediately afterwards, the fire spiral in his palm quickly condensed, and a six-color fire lotus condensed out. Now Xiao Yan used the Destruction Fire again.
Lian, it's just a matter of a thought. The terrifying ability of the emperor's soul increases the speed of condensation by countless times.
"Buzz!"
As soon as the fire lotus took shape, waves of destructive fiery waves spread out quickly. Then, with a flick of Xiao Yan's finger, the fire lotus brought up a brilliant fire tail and pointed it directly at Hun Yuantian.
Shot in the forehead.
Although Xiao Yan's true strength is still at the level of Six-Star Fighting Saint, the power of the Destroying Fire Lotus is several times stronger than before, and all of this is due to the increase brought by the Emperor Realm Soul.
...
"The Gate of Death!"
Feeling the destructive wave coming from the gorgeous fire lotus, Hun Yuantian's face was also slightly solemn, and his hands transformed into strange seals. Immediately, rich black energy surged out from the palm of his hand, turning into a fan filled with
The huge black door with a strange aura opened wide, revealing darkness like a black hole. It was unknown what kind of strange space it led to.
"call out!"
The fire lotus of destruction flew across the sky, and finally exploded loudly outside the door of death. Immediately, a terrifying storm of destruction swept across.
"Hmph, collect it from me!"
Hun Yuantian's eyes reflected the shadow of the storm. He smiled coldly. A terrifying suction force suddenly surged out of the wide open black door. At the end, the huge fire storm of thousands of feet burst out.
, they were all swallowed directly into the giant door...
"Is this the Gate of Death?"
Seeing this scene, a hint of surprise flashed across Xiao Yan's eyes. It was not because Hun Yuantian could eliminate the Destruction Fire Lotus so easily, but because Hun Yuantian actually possessed such a strange object.
"You dare to show off your trivial skills in front of me. My Gate of Death was created by a strong warrior named Yi Dou Emperor in ancient times. It can absorb all things in the world!" Hun Yuantian seemed to know Xiao Yan's surprise and couldn't help but smile strangely,
His Gate of Death is quite strange, because it is completely different from ordinary fighting skills. It cannot even be said to be a fighting skill. Instead, it is more appropriate to call it a space created by practicing alone.
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In order to successfully cultivate the Door of Death, Hun Yuantian forged it for hundreds of years before it had its current power. The space inside the door was filled with the aura of death. Even if the Seven-Star Fighting Saints were sucked into it, if they broke through
If he does not come out, he will be eroded by the breath of death and die, and after his death, the essence and blood in his body will become the nourishment for the Gate of Death, making it even more tyrannical. In ancient times, this
The Gate of Death has caused many strong people to fight for it, but I didn't expect that Hun Yuantian could actually cultivate it.
"It's indeed a good thing..."
Xiao Yan licked his lips. Even he was a little jealous of this Door of Death.
"Your blood soul should be able to increase the power of my Dead Silence Door a lot..."
Hun Yuantian's figure flashed, and he appeared on the giant door. He sat cross-legged and stared at Xiao Yan with a sinister look. Immediately, his handprints changed, and a black light suddenly surged in the door and turned into a ray of light.
A black beam of light several feet in size suddenly shot out.
The speed of the beam was extremely fast, and when it was shot out, it enveloped Xiao Yan's entire body.
"Boy, go below and accompany your ancestor Xiao Xuan!" Hun Yuantian smiled solemnly, and a terrifying suction force suddenly shot out from the door of death and silence. The beam retracted and entered the door in a flash, and with it
Also disappearing at the same time was Xiao Yan, who was wrapped in a beam of light.
When Xiao Yan was taken into the Gate of Dead Silence, the look on Hun Yuantian's face became even more serious. Those who entered the Gate of Dead Silence had not yet come out alive. When the breath of death inside eroded away Xiao Yan's fighting spirit, the latter's
Life or death depends on his mood.
"Hmph, a bunch of rabble-rousers also want to flatten my soul clan. When we are fully prepared, no one here can even think of running away!"
After taking Xiao Yan away, Hun Yuantian raised his head and glanced at the chaotic battlefield. His eyes immediately focused on the thick dark clouds in the sky, and he sneered and whispered.
The dark space is filled with the aura of death. Under this aura, even fighting spirit becomes weak and powerless.
Xiao Yan's figure appeared in the aura of death. He looked at the dark and strange space, but a strange smile appeared on his face, and he murmured softly: "Hun Yuantian, this treasure, I will take your place."
You collect it first..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire suddenly swept out of Xiao Yan's body. Under that high temperature, even the breath of death could not get close. Immediately, Xiao Yan closed his eyes, and the vast and endless soul power surged out.
Almost in a few breaths, the entire dark space was enveloped. Then, his figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in a dark area. In the center of that area, there was a hidden weapon.
There is a soul wave on the black stone that is surrounded by the heavy aura of death. It is the soul imprint of Hun Yuantian left in the Gate of Dead Silence, and it is precisely because of this that he can cast the Gate of Dead Silence.
However, if this thing is erased by someone, then he will also lose control of the Door of Death...
Looking at the black stone, the sneer on Xiao Yan's face became more intense...
Putting his soul who has reached the imperial realm into this place is the most wrong thing that Hun Yuantian has done.
"Bang!"
Hun Yuantian blasted an ancient fighting saint elder into a ball of nothingness with one palm. Black energy surged in his palm, and a mini black door appeared faintly. A trace of blood energy quickly poured into the black door.
within the door.
"What a fascinating power..."
Feeling the increasingly intense aura of death in the Gate of Dead Silence, Hun Yuantian also showed a smile on his face. However, just when he was about to find the target again, his expression suddenly changed, because he discovered that he and the Gate of Dead Silence
The connection between them was suddenly weakened.
"Oops..."
Such a change made Dehun Yuantian's heart sink. He hurriedly tried to escape into the Door of Death, but suddenly found that the connection was completely severed!
"call out!"
As the connection was severed, Hun Yuantian shook his palm, and the black door flew out directly. Immediately, the storm rose, and a light and shadow flashed. He sat cross-legged on the giant door, looking at Hun Yuantian with a smile.
Yuan Tian smiled and said: "Thank you for the gift!"
Seeing this scene, Hun Yuantian was stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned blood red!