King Xiao Yue leaned against a tall tree with his right hand and looked at the person who came to provoke him with a playful expression.

The person who came was a young monk, strong in blood, young and frivolous, and did not take King Xiaoyue in his eyes at all.

What's more, he couldn't detect any ability on Xiao Yue Wang (shēn), so he had to find that the other party's cultivation should be very low.

The demon's handsome face was arrogant, and there seemed to be a kind of strange blood (xìng) in his crimson eyes, and if you looked closely, you would find that there was a blood-colored vortex of light circulating in those eyes.

It seemed a bit of a madness, but in the monk's eyes, it was nothing more.

"Cultivation is so low, and you still learn arrogant words, you can't teach you a lesson today!"

The young monk's delicate face was full of arrogance, as if he could sweep the ** Eight Desolations, and Hun (shēn) was a heroic appearance.

"You, Ant!"

Xiao Yuewang's blood-colored eyes lit up, as if he had shaken the Zhou (shēn) heaven and earth, and instantly burst into a terrifying aura.

Like the devil, like an evil spirit.

In short, extremely weird!

The cultivators who came to observe opened their mouths wide and their eyes glazed over, as if they were petrified.

From then on, they firmly believed that King Xiaoyue was the weirdest monk they had ever seen in their lives!

Shout!

With just a finger, the brilliance flowed out, and a red beam of unimaginable power penetrated the young monk's head in an instant, directly piercing his Yuan Shen on the spot, and the Yuan Shen was extinguished, leaving only a head that was incomplete and still in a state of great shock.

The god was dead, and there was instant silence around him, and there was silence......

In the next moment, even his body was gone, and he was gently waved away by King Xiaoyue's right hand, erasing his (ròu) (shēn) avenue on the spot, disintegrating his body and dissipating into starlight and dust.

This time it was even more terrifying, Hun (shēn) trembled, and the cultivators who came to watch didn't want to stay for a moment!

"Gods, hell!"

Everyone was so frightened that they scattered, and they all trembled in fright, what kind of weird cultivator was this? How could such a young person kill a cultivator of the Sixth Heaven of the Imperial Spirit Realm without cultivating into a primordial god?!

It's definitely an evil thing!

After a while, not a single cultivator here existed, and they were all scared away by the strange divine power of King Xiao Yue.

"What kind of ragged cultivators are they, are they all afraid? Alas, the more invincible I am, I'm afraid I'm going to be alone, no, there are two pigs with me, hehe. ”

As he spoke, King Xiao Yue looked at the two winged ...... who were frozen in the air with a wicked smile on his face Soil pigs.

Wu Yan's mind was full of black lines, and he had already cursed King Xiaoyue in his heart I don't know how many times, and even his seventh uncle and eight aunts had moved out, which showed how angry Wu Yan was in his heart.

He couldn't imagine how a child could be so vicious, what kind of person his father was, what memories he had passed on to him, and how he could be cultivated into this unruly (xìng) character.

If it is said nicely, it is called naughty, and if it is said ugly, it is called violent.

"You have the ability, you don't use your gods, and I don't need strength, how about fighting with me seriously!"

At this time, He Zhuang couldn't help but shout and looked at King Xiaoyue menacingly.

King Xiao Yue glanced at He Zhuang with a sneer, and said sarcastically: "You are an adult, and you still want to bully children? You are really thick-skinned enough, but if you maintain such a posture and fight with me, what will I do...... Hey, hey, just (yǔn) you. ”

When He Zhuang heard this, he had to get up and turn his head on the spot, and his breathing was not smooth.

However, after a while, He Zhuang said indignantly: "Okay! Look at me, I won't beat you to death, I won't give up, I don't plan to live this kind of humiliation!"

He Zhuang scolded and scolded, and a piece of (rè) rose on his head, and smoke began to rise.

Obviously, this is the true fire condensed in the mind, because it cannot be released, and now (qíng) is even more unstable and uncontrollable, so it is automatically discharged......

"Okay, well, look how I beat you dirt pig!"

After that, King Xiaoyue shook his right hand, and the Divine Avenue was completely converged and liberated He Zhuang.

He couldn't stop laughing, he didn't expect to have to fight a winged earth pig now, it was really fun.

"Come, earth pig, I will stand here and let you fight. ”

Xiaoyue Wang Ren Jun Bu (jìn), with his hands behind his back, looked at He Zhuang while laughing, and regarded it as a pig.

Wu Yan's big round beads were rolling and flashing brightly, but he couldn't do anything except be able to speak.

Sure enough, strength is the most important thing in this world.

Now, even Gua Wazi has bullied him, which makes him face the ancestor in the future!

It's sad and weeping, looking up to the sky and sighing and crying.

"Hmph, King Xiaoyue, I don't share the sky with you!

Wu Yan swore a poisonous oath angrily, his mind was buzzing, and the Yuan Shen was trembling, he was about to ...... Gassed.

But when he remembered again, King Xiao Yue was just a three or four-year-old child, what was he doing with him?

"Even if you're a child, you're a magic boy too!"

Wu Yan gritted his teeth, and the chapters in his heart were all long words and treatises that cursed King Xiaoyue, and every word contained his personal indignation (qíng).

"Gua Wazi, I want your life!"

He Zhuang is not benevolent, he will become a demon, even the Buddha qi can not make it stable and peaceful, and the rest are manic thoughts.

After speaking, one of He Zhuang's pig's trotters and big crotch strides, and his wings wave rapidly, forming a small tornado, which is very powerful.

He kicked his feet violently, like a cannonball, trying to crush the king of Xiao Yue with his fat and strong body.

"A pig, dare to fight with people?! Eat the soil!"

King Xiao Yue was full of mockery, even if he didn't use the power of a fetish, self (shēn) was still light and fast, like a well-trained elite.

He didn't know where to move the mud from, and in the blink of an eye, he threw it into He Zhuang's mouth.

"Purr...... Humph!"

Although mortals are not as quick as cultivators, they can still react sufficiently.

For some reason, He Zhuang really ate the soil on the spot, like ...... Something came into his mouth.

"Phew, bah, bah. ”

"You cheat! I have a deep grudge against you for the dead child, and I will not repay you in this life!"

He Zhuang immediately spit out those clods of soil, his face was not good at all, and he was about to turn into a fierce demon pig.

"If you don't cheat, how can I fight? Your fat (ròu) can crush me to death, not to mention that you can fly!"

King Xiaoyue didn't care at all, he stood with his hands in hand, but he was reasonable, and immediately refuted it.

"Ahh

At this time, He Zhuang ...... It was a complete explosion.

Even if his father comes, he can't save him, such a shame, if I don't kill him a hundred times, it's hard to understand the hatred in my heart!

He Zhuang completely broke out, turned around and turned to King Xiaoyue, his fierce big eyes and bones turning, full of murderous aura.

It unleashed the True Fire Technique, and then slammed into King Xiao Yue, without retaining it at all.

This kind of energy fluctuation is very strong, and it seems that he has been able to fight with the cultivators of the Sixth Heaven of the Imperial Spirit Realm!

Within ten miles, there was a wild sand dancing, the earth was flying, and the big trees were uprooted, and the momentum was majestic and terrifying.

Thankfully, this place is uninhabited and is a wasteland.

Otherwise, there would have been a manager who would have come to curb it, and it would be a sin to disturb the safety of living beings!

He Zhuang seemed to have become a demon, and a sturdy right pig's hoof slaughtered towards King Xiaoyue, and the light of the Great Dao runes was dazzling, as if the sun was descending and burning everything.

Buddha and demons (shēn), all in one thought!

"Hehe, no matter how strong you are, you can't beat me!"

Xiao Yuewang's index finger rotated slowly, as if he was carving a whirlpool of gold patterns, completely dissolving He Zhuang's menacing killing moves, turning into countless light and rain and disappearing.

It didn't have any effect, it was purely contempt for He Zhuang's wasted effort.

"Huh, that "past life" really doesn't care about it completely, just let me humiliate him?"

King Xiaoyue danced around with his right hand, touched his chin with his left hand slowly, and whispered like silk in his heart.

"Forget it, I'm tired of playing, let's let you sleep for the time being. ”

Xiao Yue Wang said that he slapped He Zhuang in the air, which immediately made him dizzy, and his Yuan Shen consciousness was shocked (dàng) and was stunned.

The vision around it was gone, the wind was blowing away, scattering a pile of rubble, the dust settled, the stumps of the broken trees swayed sideways, and everything was a messy scene.

But it's nothing, and many cultivators don't care about it, after all, this kind of thing (qíng) is too common.

Wu Yan watched He Zhuang fall to the ground and faint, as if he had really fainted completely, and he didn't react at all.

He sighed helplessly, why did he meet such a demon boy?

It's really a great misfortune in life, sad and cold.

However, the facts were in front of him, and he had to deal with them head-on.

"King Xiaoyue, if you do this, aren't you afraid of getting into a big cause and effect?"

Wu Yan spoke indifferently, with an incomparably cold aura in his eyes.

Huo Ran Zhuan (shēn), the king of Xiaoyue, looked at him with a faint smile on his bewitching face full of arrogance.

"What's the matter? You don't want to play yet, what's the big deal?"

He didn't care, and easily spat out these few words, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

What is this (xìng) grid?

Wu Yan was puzzled, and still couldn't figure out King Xiaoyue's thoughts.

How can a normal child be so vicious?

Don't...... Is it the reincarnation of the Asura Path?!

Legend has it that the reincarnated people of the Asura Path, although they have the luck of cultivation, are born with strange (xìng) qualities and are good at doing evil and poisonous things.

The little Yue King in front of him has a high chance of being the reincarnated person of the Asura Dao!

Otherwise, he couldn't find any reason, after all, he was a descendant of the gods.

浑 (shēn) is evil (xìng), demonic qi is mighty (dàng), and the whole person is full of a desire for evil.

This is Asura!

"King Xiaoyue, your innate way is the Asura Dao......"

As soon as these words came out, King Xiaoyue stood up with his eyes on the spot, his demonic red eyes stood up, and he looked at him with a fierce face.

"How dare you say it again!"

The loud sound was deep, like an accent psychedelic, and the sound was rich in ferromagnetism, and the king of Xiaoyue immediately roared, and the breath of 浑 (shēn) skyrocketed, terrifying!