Ling Xiaozi's eyes fell on Qingyang Huan's body, and he strode forward, his eyes burst with a fierce killing machine, as the blood and blood of the king of the spirit clan, he was born to carry the supreme great creation, otherwise he would not have come to such a realm at the age of more than twenty.

There is an intoxicating aura flickering around the spirit body, as if it is the essence of heaven and earth, especially in such a dim world, this aura seems to contain countless colors in the heavens and the earth.

Brilliant and crystalline, I can't even describe the brilliance of the colors in words.

A psychic imprint flickered at the center of his eyebrows, as if it had stirred the spiritual light that overflowed from heaven and earth.

It's a pity that under this kind of spiritual light, there is an endless killing machine bursting out of her eyes, when this thunder light falls on the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden, she suddenly seems to have been struck by thunder, and Lingxiaozi's momentum is too strong, so that a big wave rolls up in her spiritual world.

However, in an instant, Qingyang Huan's body also spread out boundless momentum, blocking the momentum belonging to Ling Xiaozi and protecting her.

Looking at the Lingxiaozi who came in stride, Qingyang Huan protected the Holy Yan Heavenly Maiden behind him, I have to say that the road is narrow, he killed one of his out-of-body incarnations before, and even plundered the spiritual path in his incarnation, and now the real Lord has appeared.

Moreover, he had already captured the spiritual will wandering around, and he also had a general understanding of the origin of the Spirit Clan martial artist in front of him.

The first generation of the blood of the king of the spirit clan, born less than thirty years ago, and even a few points younger than him in age, the real pride of the sky, with a figure born of great creation.

How terrifying is a king, even a single thought is enough to kill the powerhouse of the true one-self realm, although Lingxiaozi is far from reaching such a level, but the inheritor who has inherited the king's bloodline, the background he has still makes him feel a little oppressive.

The realm of the king is a mystery that ordinary people cannot understand, as the first generation of the king's bloodline, Lingxiaozi must hide a trace of the majesty of the true king in his body.

"Being able to suppress my external protection, you are also a character, although Lexi's incarnation of my external body is nothing, and it is even dispensable for me, but how can my things defile such a lowly human race like you, this is a shame, I will use your blood to wash away this shame. ”

In the battlefield, listening to Ling Xiaozi's voice, some alien warriors showed a sneer in their eyes, no wonder Ling Xiaozi has been so violent in the past few days, and the original incarnation has been beheaded.

At this moment, being targeted by Ling Xiaozi's deity, the result of the two of the human race is already doomed, whether it is relative to the Heavenly Camp or his own incarnation being beheaded, Ling Xiaozi will not show mercy.

They still agree with Ling Xiaozi's words, the bloodline of the human race is low, where can it compare to the nobility of the heavens and all the races, but it is such a race with a weak bloodline, which has brought them endless shame to the heavens and all the races.

Boom!

At this moment, a sonorous sound reverberated through the sky, and Ling Xiaozi made a move.

It is also a spiritual light sword, but it is more than a hundred times stronger than the previous incarnation outside the body, and the moment it strikes, it seems that a spiritual light has crossed between heaven and earth, swinging through the void for thousands of miles.

The aura tore through the darkness of the ancient battlefield, vaguely triggering the prohibition of the ancient battlefield, the purple lightning and silver light exploded at the edge, and when the terrifying aura rose, one after another the spiritual path rails floated, and the law path tracks that belonged to the spiritual path were full of nine paths.

The powerhouse of the True One Self-Realm is a thunderbolt as soon as he makes a move, the completely materialized Dao Rail, and the Spiritual Dao Ancient Rejuvenation Technique are combined into one, even in the face of a Terran warrior like Qingyang Huan, who seems to be inferior to himself, he does not have the slightest underestimation of it.

The sword light cleansed the void, as if it was about to split this dim sky in half.

"A spiritual light sword, half a spiritual king method!"

"This is a rejuvenating spirit technique simplified by King Lingxiao from his own King of Lingxiao Law specifically for Lingxiao Zi, which is enough to be called half of the King Law!"

Seeing the horizontal attack of the spiritual light sword, the human race warrior shouted, but at this moment, it was swept by the white bone arm of a hostile bone clan warrior, and the violent decay aura contaminated the body, and the whole body flew out horizontally.

The fame of the Lingxiao King of the Spirit Clan, slashing the king of people, and the king of the alien race in the dark camp of the heavens, has a great reputation, even if it is a simplified ancient art, it has supreme spiritual might.

Not to mention that as the concubine of King Lingxiao, he has an incomparable fit for the spiritual way, and the comprehension of the spiritual law has already reached the state of entering the hall.

Looking at the spiritual light sword that slashed down from the top of the sky, it had not yet completely descended, and in a trance, Qing Yanghuan felt that his spiritual world was about to be split by this sword light.

Roar!

In an instant, a beast roar swept away the confinement in the void, and the depths of his eyes burst out with purple gold divine light, and the sixteen-zhang tall human race battle body suddenly stood above the void.

More than 8,000 reckless lines in the body moved in unison, flashing a clanging sound, one after another intertwined and concluded, turning into a purple-gold net in the body, and the purple-gold divine armor was attached to every inch of the body.

Under the shroud of the purple gold divine light, he stepped like a giant in an ancient era, and the entire void was shaken, and a golden-colored curtain world floated behind him, and ten thousand beasts roared.

As for the killing law he cultivated, he had not yet evolved his debut track, not because he had not comprehended to the corresponding level, but because he had been suppressing this step of transformation of the killing mystery.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many people are arrogant, looking at the world and the world, and their momentum is like a rainbow, all planted on this law of killing.

They were all lost in the law of killing, and eventually became not like people and ghosts, and even derived demons, turned into demons, and even directly died of vitality.

The step of killing from the arcane to the materialized path is not easy to take, and it requires not only great perseverance and courage, but also a kind of momentum to prepare for death and lifelessness.

It can be said that the mysterious transformation of killing directly limited his deduction of his totem regression technique, and when he fought with other races before, he had to rely on the drum technique to fight the enemy.

"Be careful!"

Looking at Qing Yang Huan, whose whole body was flashing with purple and gold divine light, there was a sudden trace of dark aura floating around, and the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden behind her exclaimed, with a hint of worry in her eyes, she had already guessed what Qing Yang Huan was going to do next.

Roar, roar, roar!

The group of fierce beasts roared in unison, and thirteen ancient tall fierce beast phantoms floated behind him, directly covering a void.

This momentum even caused the surrounding void to tremble, and the thirteen great murderers roared in unison, like a thunderbolt exploding in the sky, surrounding the huge Terran battle body.

What the!

Seeing the phantom of the fierce beast manifested outside Qingyang Huan's battle body, the many martial artists who fought were all subconsciously stunned.

Each head is a hundred feet high, and the high head looks at the void world, from the true dragon to the dragon, from the golden ape, each one reveals the ancient vicissitudes and majesty.

"Impossible!"

Looking at the fierce shadows around him, there were warriors who whispered, and their eyes were full of disbelief, the warriors who could appear here, each of them represented a profound heritage behind them, and they also had some expectations for every warrior around.

For example, Lingxiaozi's half-step king method, the dark gold bat wings of the blood clan, these are all expected, and even in the heavens have left a famous inheritance, these have already been known in their hearts, but what the hell is the thirteen-headed fierce god form!

With their eyesight, they can naturally see that the majesty manifested by each of the thirteen great murderers represents that their bloodlines are at least comparable to the level of the king beasts, and one person has successively refined the bloodlines of the thirteen king beasts into the essence of suppressing the body, how terrifying it is.

For the alien race, the original half-step king method was enough to suppress everything Lingxiaozi, at the moment when the thirteen king beast god forms appeared, this expedition began to change, for the human warriors, the comrades have a strong background, and it is naturally gratifying to confront the alien race.

"I underestimate you!"

The moment the thirteen king beast god forms appeared, Ling Xiaozi's eyes also tightened suddenly, for a martial artist in the realm of the True One, the conquest in this realm was the most unpredictable.

Because when you don't make a move, you can't predict how much horror your opponent will hide in the same realm.

"Heaven and earth aura, slay all the demons!"

The spiritual light sword slashed down, Qing Yanghuan waved his fist, and the fierce god shape that emerged behind him accompanied his fists in unison.

Without the blessing of the Law Dao Rail, but with the help of the god form of the Fierce Beast King, Qing Yang Huan's fist and the spiritual light sword collided together. 、

Under this blow, everyone was staring at the roaring fierce god form, but they didn't notice that under his fist, several illusory dark road talismans floated out.

This is a Dao Talisman that belongs to the Law of Killing, and if you want to turn the law into a substantive Dao Track, you must first condense the Dao Talisman and conclude it into a Dao Track with the Dao Talisman.

Thundered!

The terrifying impact caused the void to shook, and dozens of bone mountains below exploded one after another, and the sound waves were transmitted like thunder for thousands of miles, and one after another spiritual light turned into a big dragon across the sky, and even spread hundreds of miles away.

The two Terran and Alien warriors who were originally in the hands of the two hundred miles away were unable to dodge and were directly hit by the raging dragon.

Knock! Knock!

It only lasted for a breath, and the aura sword that crossed the sky shattered into a flood of spiritual light, and in the raging turbulence, Ling Xiaozi's figure retreated violently, retreating a hundred zhang with every step, and it took a hundred steps to stop the backlash of power.

What the!

Seeing the purple gold figure stepping from the turbulence, crashing into the raging light, and heading towards the retreating Lingxiaozi, some warriors were stunned, and the battle situation was unexpected.

The blood of the king, with half of the king's law, ranks in the realm of the true one, although the combat power has not yet broken the limit of this realm, and it is already the poverty of the human race in this place, and the most peak combat power of the holy race under the holy heaven has been repulsed.