Ling Xiaozi's retreat was really unexpected by everyone, it can be said that among the warriors of all races in this place, if it is not for his age limit, he must be a strong man with the combat power of a half-king, even if there is a poor heart, he has to admit that this is a real Tianjiao.

However, being able to shock Ling Xiaozi means that the foundation that Qingyang Huan has is not weaker than it, and even stronger.

The god form forged by the bloodline of the thirteen king-level fierce bloodlines, such a god form is not a small creation for any martial artist of the same level, let alone the thirteen realms, the increase in number is enough to produce a qualitative change.

"I underestimated you!"

Looking at Qingyang Huan who was stepping over, Ling Xiaozi pressed down the solemnity in his eyes, the great fierce god form that Qingyang Huan possessed, although each one was weaker than his royal blood inheritance, but as everyone expected, the number of thirteen realms added up, but there was a substantial change.

It is not a miracle to be able to resist his aura sword, as the first generation of the king's bloodline, he has sufficient belief in his combat power, even if Qingyang Huan has shown enough heritage, he still has not wavered in this belief.

He is the heir of the king, the real pride of the sky, and even he believes that if he is given a year and a half, he is enough to compare with the Holy Heaven and the Fall, and he is poor and poor, and the future king is hopeful.

His eyes began to turn cold, and he shouted, "If you think that you can defeat a true King Blood Descendant with these things, then you are too naïve!"

Airplanes!

Ling Xiaozi roared, his big hand was clenched, and a little spiritual light seemed to light up from nothingness, and the spiritual light was as bright as a flower in an instant, like a round of spiritual light, surrounded by a bright light like an ocean.

Bang!

The sonorous thunder exploded, and his big hand began to pull out inch by inch from the middle of the spiritual light, this scene seemed to be very slow, but in fact it was extremely fast, and the sonorous sound shook the boundless void around him.

A spirit sword flashing with cyan divine light was pulled out of the void by him, and at the same time, an incomparably vast momentum rose up, making people's hearts produce Dao phantoms.

"Slashing Spirit Sword! It is a divine weapon imitated from the Sword of the Real King Soldier Slashing Spirit King, and King Lingxiao's expectations for Lingxiaozi are not small, not only personally simplifying the Spiritual Light Sword of the Ancient Method, but also collecting the Heaven and Earth Divine Gold, and casting the corresponding Divine Weapon!"

"I heard that in this spirit sword, but a small piece of spiritual Dao heavenly gold has been added, which really casts the heaven and earth divine material of Wang Bing, if it is not for the fear that Lingxiaozi's current realm cannot be controlled, I am afraid that Lingxiao King will have to cast a peak half-king soldier. ”

"Lingdao Heavenly Gold is the real Royal Dao Divine Gold, Lingxiao King's Spirit Slaying King Sword is precisely because of a large piece of Spirit Dao Heavenly Gold that has laid the foundation of the Wang Bing, even if this Spirit Slashing Sword is only integrated into the spiritual Dao Heavenly Gold the size of a fingernail, the power is not something that ordinary Heavenly Soldiers can resist. ”

"The Terran battle body is strong, can it still carry the divine soldiers mixed with the king's material!"

Looking at the Spirit Slashing Sword that was drawn out of the void by Ling Xiaozi, the surrounding martial artists were awe-inspiring.

Although most of them have extraordinary backgrounds behind them, they can't reach the level of luxury like Lingxiaozi, a piece of Wang Jin that can cast Wang Bing, put it in any ancient clan Hou tribe, it is the heritage of suppressing the tribe, and it will not be taken out easily.

Ling Xiaozi pulled out the Spirit Slashing Sword, obviously feeling the threat from Qingyang Huan and wanting to kill this threat.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Xiaozi's body, and everyone was waiting to see what kind of majesty a divine weapon that was really mixed with Wang Jin would have.

With the appearance of the Spirit Slashing Sword, it seemed to control the aura in the sky all at once, and one after another terrifying qi surged towards Qingyang Huan.

Qingyang Huan, who was originally moving forward, stopped, turned around and protected the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden behind him, feeling the fierce conquest, and the melancholy in the eyes of the Holy Yan became more and more solemn.

The two of them walked all the way from Yaoshan, and Qingyang Huan's promotion speed had already surpassed her, and this speed also made her feel a kind of surprise.

However, now, it is not that Qingyanghuan is not strong enough, but that there are too many young and strong people here.

The younger generation that has gathered many royal domains can be said to be the Tianjiao who has only stepped out of the hundreds of millions of living beings, even if Qingyang Huan is promoted quickly, he can't push everything.

Not to mention Qingyanghuan's cultivation now, it is said that he has been promoted to the realm of true oneness and self-reliance, but this realm has not been completely consolidated.

It's a pity that Ling Xiaozi didn't show the slightest mercy to his subordinates, so he shot again!

As he clenched the Spirit Slashing Sword in his big hand, a spiritual light world suddenly appeared behind it, and the spiritual light world turned and connected with the Spirit Slashing Sword in an instant.

With the blessing of the small world, the spirit slashing sword in his hand was urged, and a terrifying sword light burst out from the blade, like extreme lightning, as if it had not consumed time at all, and appeared in front of Qing Yanghuan.

Roar, roar, roar!

Qingyang Huan stood in the void, his eyes shrank suddenly, and before the light of his eyes could be condensed to a point, the fist in his hand had already blasted out, and the next moment, the whole person seemed to have been hit violently, and his body was pushed out several miles away.

A little bit of blood dripped down the battered bones that had been bombarded below, and the sharp sword light tore through the purple gold armor he was guarding, and tore a bloody hole on the body covered with reckless lines.

"How is this possible!"

Seeing Qingyang Huan standing in the void, the blood marks torn by his palm suddenly stopped the flowing blood, Ling Xiaozi's eyes shrank suddenly, and he naturally had a clear understanding of the power of the Spirit Slashing Sword.

Unexpectedly, only a blood mark on Qingyang Huan's big hand was cut, and the power of the Spirit Slashing Sword did not decay, and the only explanation was that Qing Yang Huan's battle body was strong enough to block his Spirit Slaying Sword.

"If you can catch my sword, see if you can catch my ten swords, a hundred swords, and a thousand swords, I want to see if your bones are hard, or my spirit slashing sword is sharp. ”

His eyes floated again, Ling Xiaozi's eyes became cold, and the aura world that floated out behind him hummed, echoing with the Spirit Slashing Sword.

This time, he raised the spirit sword in his hand high, as if exercising the power of life and death between heaven and earth, slashing the endless common beings.

Airplanes!

At this moment, many martial artists who were fighting in the surrounding area sensed an incomparably depressing aura descending, this kind of qi was almost unavoidable, and the Dao Rail of the Spirit Dao manifestation turned into a great dragon coiled above the void, each of which hid terrifying spiritual power.

There seemed to be a spiritual light that divided the heavens and the earth in the void, and the fierce crowd in the golden world spread out behind Qingyang Huan roared in unison, one by one with teeth and claws about to rush to the sky, tearing apart the light in the sky.

One after another, the black Dao talismans evolved, surrounding his body, and even seeping into the manifestation of the Great Murder God Form, and the rich killing power began to fill the heavens and the earth, with a kind of furious explosion in the killing aura, a kind of raging and unrestrained.

Under the flood of these qi machines, a faint darkness floated in the depths of Qingyang Huan's pupils, and his pupils became even darker, as if he had lost his mind.

In the form of a fierce god whose whole body was like gilt cast scale armor, a trace of black gas began to fill the gap inlaid with the scale armor, and he fell into a kind of blackening when the purple gold divine light spread out all over his body.

Shout!

In an instant, the Spirit Slashing Sword in Ling Xiaozi's hand slashed down again, and the terrifying spiritual light seemed to split the heavens and the earth at once, and the air exploded, cutting through the space barrier and even making a sonorous sound, as if it hit the gold and iron and burst out with firelight.

Looking at the sword light that attacked, Qing Yanghuan, who had already fallen into the black, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes, which were completely filled with black, burst into a wild and tyrannical manner.

"Kill!"

A vast killing sound was condensed out of thin air between heaven and earth, and the group of fierce gods behind him moved in unison with his big hands, and one by one the black Dao runes transformed into swords, spears, axes, and axes, each of which exuded a boundless killing aura.

Killing soldiers, killing breath!

Boom!

At the moment when the sword light fell, a gilded war spear appeared in his hand, which was the heavenly soldier he had obtained from the Great Gui Battlefield.

After a long time, there is no decaying weapon, although it seems to be a heavenly soldier, but for so long the imperial envoy has faced the enemy, so that he has also discovered its extraordinary, it is definitely not as simple as a heavenly soldier.

The war spear that had just manifested was surrounded by black gas, and one by one Dao talismans intertwined on it, facing the sword light.

Boom!

In an instant, the moment the black qi and the spiritual light collided, it was as if a star burst and bloomed with boundless divine light, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

Airplanes!

The war spear that was hit by the aura trembled violently, and it almost collapsed from Qingyang Huan's hand, and his blood and qi surged and grabbed the war spear to death.

"Condensation!"

In the eyes that had long been unable to see the pupils clearly, a clear burst burst out, tearing through the boundless darkness.

In an instant, in the eyes of many martial artists, Qingyang Huan's body seemed to rise up again and turned into a divine mountain, pushing out horizontally in the void.

Thundered!

The hundred-foot-long war spear danced, and the black Dao runes attached to the war spear were suddenly intertwined and knotted together, turning into a dark Dao track, like a great dragon ravaging the void.

"Kill Dao Rail, he's enchanted!"

Seeing the pitch-black dragon wrapped around the war spear, surging into the void unscrupulously, revealing a vast and incomparably killing force, some people exclaimed!

There is no consciousness in this kind of killing, only killing, all life is the object of killing, wild, raging, disorderly, lost!

The ultimate fate of the warriors who comprehend the killing method in the Great Wilderness is the same, either to control the killing and let the killing become the help of their own killing, or to become a slave to killing and turn into a walking corpse that only knows how to kill.

"Kill the puppet!"

Warriors who have lost their minds by killing are all called killing puppets, because they have lost their hearts in boundless killing.

Of course, at this moment, Qing Yanghuan didn't care about the voices of the martial artists around him, the golden war spear in his hand surrounded the killing track, cleansed the void, and killed towards Lingxiaozi.