"Before I took action, you took action first. You overestimate your own capabilities and seek your own death!"
Liu Xiu snorted coldly, and his soul flashed, turning into the Sun and Moon Divine Sword and coming to kill.
One sword shatters the void, one sword destroys all things, one sword cuts Yin and Yang, and one sword evolves the universe.
Suddenly there was a shattering sound, and the three skeleton puppets shattered on the spot.
"Dare to kill my puppet? Come and die!"
Seeing Liu Xiu killing the skeleton, the weird voice snorted coldly, and immediately a white bone knife cut through the void and came towards him to kill him.
The handle of this bone knife is a ferocious skull, which looks like a human but not a human, and looks like an animal but not an animal. The whole body of the knife is covered with a kind of cold flame. When it cuts through the air, the strong sword energy seems to kill Liu Xiu's body.
The body was cut in half.
"The supreme evil soldier trained by killing more than 70,000 living beings? I won't spare you today!"
Liu Xiu's murderous intention flashed, and he punched out again.
Boom!
It's like the heaven and earth are cracking apart, like everything is annihilating
The bone knife immediately shattered into countless fragments and scattered in the void.
The remaining strength did not diminish at all, and the bombardment was in the void. The void exploded, and a bone demon island with a radius of several miles appeared. It made a crackling sound and exploded, splitting into bone-like thoughts one after another.
The buckets are as thick as one foot long, and there are over a hundred thousand of them!
A total of 129,600 thoughts were turned into one dollar. Each one was powerful. It was astonishingly the result of six thunder tribulations. The power was so powerful that it was almost close to the Creator.
But he is not the Creator after all.
What is powerful about the Creator is not only the power, but also the transformation of supernatural powers and the transformation of the origin of the soul.
More than 120,000 joint-like thoughts condensed into a soul in an instant, which was no different from a real person. This person wore a green shirt and held a bone folding fan. He looked very young, as if he were a real person.
An ordinary scholar with a handsome face and seemingly no evil streak.
This person is like a graceful scholar, holding a folding fan, floating on the "endless ocean", like a talented scholar full of knowledge.
It is the thousand-year-old devil, the Bone Scholar!
The seemingly elegant scholar is actually a big devil who kills countless people and destroys humanity.
It's just that there is inhumane madness hidden in this man's eyes.
The Bone Scholar has combined his soul with the Bone Demon Island to recast a body.
The Demonic Island of Bones is an unparalleled magic weapon. After countless years of killing creatures, extracting bone marrow and bones for sacrifice, this evil magic weapon was made. And after the "Scholar of Bones" completely refined the Demonic Island of Bones, it has become
own body.
"Are you an outsider from the Great Thousand World? Ever since the war between good and evil hundreds of years ago, there have been almost no cultivators in the Great Thousand World who can stand it, because all the masters have been wiped out. I didn't expect you to have the ability to come to this Nine Abyss.
The endless ocean of the divine realm. But today you have offended me, and you are destined to die!"
The skeleton scholar sneered again and again.
"Ant-like thing!"
Liu Xiu smiled and said with some disdain in his eyes. This battle did not arouse his desire to fight at all. It was nothing more than a crushing battle.
"Die!"
Liu Xiu pointed out again, and the power of the twelfth yin and the power of the sun merged into one, turning into destructive energy and tearing apart.
The endless tides of heaven and earth were surging, condensing in this finger, and the bone-white scholar suddenly felt horrified, and crisis came to his heart.
In shock and anger, the Bone Scholar shouted and waved his hand to cast a spell. The bones flashed, but it was of no use. Everything evaporated in an instant and disappeared without a trace. Liu Xiuyi pointed at his body.
boom!
With one finger, the skeleton scholar's body immediately turned into powder and fell.
"escape!"
The Skeleton Scholar was so frightened that he quickly used his escape technique, and the soul was about to escape. But before he could escape in time, a big hand appeared out of thin air and pinched the Stamping soul, unable to move.
Click!
It was like crushing an egg, and the skeleton scholar was crushed to death.
After the Skeleton Scholar was killed, within less than five breaths, two figures appeared again on the endless ocean. A blood shadow soared from the horizon, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Liu Xiu.
The blood shadow stopped silently and turned into a middle-aged Taoist with a pale red body, a long red beard, and an immortal spirit.
It is the blood shadow of the Blood Shadow Gate.
And at the same time as the blood shadow flew over, another shocking evil energy flew over without the smell of fireworks, and landed lightly next to the blood shadow. It was a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a gorgeous brocade Confucian uniform.
This middle-aged Confucian scholar looked like a great Confucian at first glance, but his pair of pupils gave him away, because his eyes were green and terrifying, especially in the pupils, countless ghost flames flickered, as if
It's countless sulfur fires burning endlessly.
Blue eyes and phosphorous pupils are the symbol of Tianxie Sect.
Obviously, this old devil is the leader of Tianxie Sect, Tianxiezi.
"Well done, I'll send you to death!"
Liu Xiu waved his hand, waved his hand, and slapped him. It was simple and direct, domineering and unparalleled.
"ah!!"
As soon as Blood Shadow and Tian Xiezi flew in, they felt a huge mountain suppressing them, destroying everything. The void was imprisoned, and then their physical bodies were exploded, as well as their souls.
As soon as they appeared on the stage, the two old demons were blown away.
After killing the three demons, Liu Xiu headed towards the sixth floor.
The abyss between the fifth and sixth floors is called the "Abyss of Despair", which contains the energy of despair. Without the protection of magic weapons, even a master of six thunder tribulations will be injured, but Liu Xiu cannot be stopped. Soon
We entered the sixth floor.
The sun was shining high in the sky and it was extremely hot.
On the ground, what comes out of the pavement is a vast yellow color.
The entire earth is covered with loess. The endless loess has no trace of green. There are also many raised hills on the loess, but there is no doubt that all of them are yellow.
There is only loess, nothing else, and no other colors.
This is the sixth level of the Plains of Despair, which gives people a sense of despair.
This is also the main battlefield of the battle between good and evil.
The true Qi of despair here is brilliant in five colors, like Jingxia, just like miasma, "peach blossom miasma", "money miasma", "poisonous mountain mist" and so on.
Shanlan Miasma Qi is very beautiful, but if it is slightly contaminated, the whole body will turn into pus and blood. The same is true for the true Qi in the abyss of despair.
Moreover, the True Qi of Despair is a thousand times more powerful than the poisonous miasma. It is not only highly poisonous, but also contains a huge emotion of despair. It is the kind of despair that has no way out and screams that the sky is not working and the earth and the earth are not working.
In this deep feeling of despair, the souls of Taoist masters will be strongly polluted.
Different from the Blood River Abyss, Sinking Sand Black Water, Corpse Water Abyss, etc., there are no living creatures in the Despair Abyss except for the energy of despair.
Because no living being can grow in this abyss of despair, not even gods.
However, after Liu Xiu's nine thunder tribulations, his soul was almost immortal. With a wave of his hand, his true energy surrounded his body, isolating the energy of despair and making it difficult to injure him at all.
In addition to the ubiquitous aura of despair, the passage of time and space in the Plains of Despair has become quite slow.
In the vast world, time flies, but here, time flies like a turtle. Thousands of years have passed in the outside world, but it has only been more than thirty years here.