The world of the mind.

The thirteen elders were derived from nothingness, and the six deities were one, with the monstrous demonic flames that had been derived.

"Die!"

The king of reincarnation, stepping through the six reincarnations, cutting off the seven emotions and six desires, the soul is innocent, he has already seen through the hustle and bustle of the world, and for the king under the reincarnation realm, the soul is flawed like stars.

The previous more than ten times wanted to rush into Qingyang Huan's spiritual world but couldn't, but after stepping into it at this moment, the thirteen elders suddenly seemed to be standing above the nine heavens, holding the supreme of all spirits, and their spirits flowed with disdain, as if they were overlooking ants.

Airplanes!

However, the Thirteen Elders, who had just revealed their hideousness, felt a wave of terror descend on him, and above his head, four quaint gates that shimmered with scorching copper light fell.

"This ......"

The moment they saw these four reincarnation gates, the thirteen elders seemed to have forgotten everything, and were completely stunned by the four reincarnation gates that were broken, like broken bronze gates in the Great Wilderness.

Reincarnation Gate!

He led the warriors of the human demon clan to return to the ruins, wasn't it just for the sake of Shuramen, what did he see now!

Four of the six reincarnation gates!

Afraid!

Even though this moment was in a state of mind, there were already too many ripples in the hearts of the thirteen elders in an instant, and countless thoughts were surging by.

In an instant, the four reincarnation gates were suppressed, and the same thirteen elders also reacted, and six cyan light paths were derived from behind them, which converged into one in an instant, heading straight to the heavenly spirits, wanting to break through the four reincarnation gates that were suppressed.

It's a pity that the reincarnation of all souls is based on the projection of the six realms of reincarnation, and in front of the real reincarnation, it is just a handful of bubbles.

Burst!

With a soft sound, there were faint ripples in the spiritual world, and when all the dust settled, the reincarnation door returned to the spiritual world again, but the reincarnation door of humanity opened and closed gently.

......

Click!

The congenital Xuanhuang small world and the bright small world fell, knocking the thirteen elders directly into the small world of humans and demons, at this moment, even though it was the Dao body that had been tempered with the Dao talisman since the realm of the Great Luo King, under the collision and squeeze of the three small worlds, the thirteen elders were still broken and fractured.

The blood-red demon blood flew one after another, and every wisp turned into a demon king dancing wildly, and in the small world of people and demons that belonged to him, the world dome collapsed, and the big cracks were thousands of miles long, like a terrifying gutter.

The light rushed into the darkness and began to collide with the demonic energy, which further aggravated the chaos in the small world of people and demons, for Qingyang Huan, the innate Xuanhuang small world is his small world, and the light world is just a small world in the innate Xuanhuang small world, an accessory in his world.

It is as if the vast world contains thousands of small world continents.

In the shattered small world of humans and demons, a round of mutilated demon sun fell into the air, and the evolution of demonic qi was monstrous, and the knees of the thirteen elders were broken, pressing on the ravine-like earth, and the blood was gurgling like a river.

The corners of his mouth were bloody, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Burst!

In an instant, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out again, and the battle soul mind body transformed by the spirit was annihilated into nothingness, inflicting a heavy blow on him again.

Reincarnation Gate!

Although the battle soul mind body was annihilated, he already knew everything he saw in Qingyang Huan's spiritual world.

Stepping down with two small worlds that had been traumatized differently, two beams of light shot out from Qing Yanghuan's eyes, and they fell in front of the thirteen elders who knelt down not far away.

"You ......"

Feeling the suppression of the rotating Innate Xuanhuang Small World, even the Thirteen Elders who knelt down still had to bow their bodies, just like a black-shelled prawn.

The innate Xuanhuang small world was like an eternal god, and he couldn't breathe.

Once upon a time, he never thought that he would be crushed under the feet of a young man who had lowered his own double realm, and even had to be supported so hard that he would not be completely crushed into blood foam.

This was something he had never imagined after tens of thousands of years of cultivation.

The Xuanhuang small world suspended above his head is too majestic, the innate aura is above all spirits, and the bright small world on the side is even more restrained by his demonic path, and even from the beginning when he stepped into the world of ruins, he was calculated, interlocking, and unguardable.

Click!

As Qingyang Huan fell again, the two small worlds fell like a flood peak, like two meteors falling, this time the two large and small worlds fell, and they were no longer hindered in the slightest, completely tearing apart the small worlds belonging to the thirteen elders.

One by one, the blood turned into divine light and rushed into the sky, and the small world of people and demons was like stars that were crumbling everywhere, and the demon blood was soaring, splashing hundreds of millions of blood flowers.

"I've already begun to step into the river of fate, you don't want to kill me!"

Facing the hoarse roar coming from the shattered small world of humans and demons, Qingyang Huan frowned, the King of Reincarnation is really an immortal cockroach, and the breath of life is still hanging and immortal.

In a trance, there was an illusory thread that fell from the darkness and led the Thirteen Elders.

"Unfortunately, your fate is clear. ”

The killing sound sounded, Qingyang Huan's body stepped forward, and he withdrew from the shattered Demon Dao Small World, and the cracks on the boundary wall of the Congenital Xuanhuang Small World began to extend, thousands of miles long, and it was still rapidly deriving.

In the cracked small world, the majestic innate aura rushed out, rolling like a heavenly river, erupting from the cracks, directly submerging the surrounding tens of thousands of miles of void.

The innate breath was majestic, drowning out the sadistic demonic aura, and under the washing of the innate aura, the demonic aura seemed to be appeased and became quiet, and when the innate aura completely wrapped the shattered small world of the thirteen elders, it was suddenly like a gluttony in ancient mythology, opened its big mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"No!"

"Your fate is to be swallowed by my small world and turned into a magic star world. ”

In an instant, the long river of fate that had not yet been annihilated in the void was spread, the mist was rolling, and one of the illusory lines extending from the top of the heads of the thirteen elders slowly spread out a picture scroll in the long river of fate that was pulled.

It was the fate that belonged to the Thirteen Elders that turned into a demon star that floated in the innate essence of the sky.

Then this long river of fate seemed to drain all the water, became dry, exposed the cracked riverbed, and then completely collapsed, and this branch of the long river completely disappeared into the river.

The breath of destruction came, Qingyang Huan collected everything, the purple and silver light in the small world flashed, and the bright small world returned, and there was a violent collision with the demonic qi.

The suspended Xuanhuang small world shook violently, and it lasted for nearly thirty breaths before it regained its calm.

After refining the thirteen elders of the human and demon clan, Qingyang Huan's eyes looked at the void in the distance, with the help of Feng Qi and Ao Xuan, the king of the human and demon clan could not move an inch in the void.

Thundered!

Thousands of miles of void, purple lightning silver light, purple thunder like, rushing thousands of miles away between breaths, purple lightning and silver light, a purple heavenly sword across the sky, sword qi vertical and horizontal, angry bullfighting, constantly slashing down.

Boom!

The opponent of the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden is the magic ship.

The magic ship of 500 zhang the size of a mountain, flowing with magic light, constantly rampaged, at the bow of the ship, is a dark shadow like ink, it is the soul of the magic ship.

It is the soldier soul who controls the magic ship in the battle, this magic ship obviously does not belong to the thirteen elders, as the king realm magic ship, the soldier soul has already been derived, and has an independent consciousness, can control the magic ship to fight, and is not weaker than a real king.

The purple heavenly sword controlled the heavenly thunder and slashed, and most of the pavilions and pavilions on the magic ship had been shattered, and the thick sword marks ran through the entire body of the demon ship, flowing with a tragic aura.

"Nine Heavens God Thunder ......"

For a while, a coquettish voice resounded through the void, the delicate body of the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden on the Heavenly Sword flashed away, the top of the void was torn apart, and the stars twinkled, from the middle of thousands of stars, chaos descended, and a purple Heavenly Dragon in the chaos opened its teeth and danced its claws, which was attracted by the Heavenly Sword and slashed down.

Boom!

This sword, thousands of miles into ruins, was cut in half, split from the bow of the magic ship, the soul of the bow of the magic ship trembled slightly, and then the whole body cracked a fine crack, like a spider web permeating the whole body, the purple light was full of purple light between breaths, purple flames were swirling, and it was burned into a wisp of green smoke.

The purple light of the fallen Heavenly Sword flashed, ten thousand thunders flowed under the sword, the purple light flashed, the Heavenly Sword disappeared, and the Holy Face Heavenly Maiden Jade Foot was light, standing on the purple thunder sea, and in front of her, a broken magic ship was suspended in the void, without the slightest sense of agility.

In the other direction, there were less than five hundred people on the Man-Demon Wolf Cavalry, and there were still seventy people left in the Man-Demon Iron Cavalry, and what was missing did not really fall, but was sent out of the battlefield by Feng Qi and Ao Xuan.

Ninety-six against four thousand, fighting thousands of miles, iron cavalry soaring!

Each of these people is a treasure for Qingyang Huan, and it can't be damaged easily, as for the bones of the fallen human demon wolf rider, they can't see it, and every time they fall, their blood and bones will be devoured by the human demon iron rider.

This is also the reason why the human demon iron riders are becoming more and more brave the more they fight, their real strength is to fight and nourish the war, and every life slaughtered will turn into a part of the body.

As a result, there was no surprise, five hundred demon wolves rode blood bones, and once again turned into a part of the human and demon iron horses, and the roaring void world finally calmed down, as for the king who ruled the demon wolf iron horse, he was directly pierced through the chest by the huge human demon iron horseman god shape spear, and the blood and bones of the king were sucked clean by Tu Sanchuan, Han Yan and several others.

Now the five figures are sitting in the void, their bodies constantly flashing with a tyrannical aura, as if they are undergoing a transformation.

At this moment, the human demon warriors led by the thirteen elders of the human and demon clan were all wiped out.

If you want to blame it, you can only blame their fate is not good.

After the battle, whether it was Qingyang Huan or Shengyan, Qingyang Jiong, or Feng Qi Ao Xuan, they all began to lie in the void, all of them were breathing their breath.

"Ah Huan, there are good treasures in this boat. ”

The turtle is not a fairy thief with a thief's head poking out of the dilapidated magic ship.

After a few breaths, Qingyang Huan opened his eyes, he was trying his best to suppress the small world, refining the thirteen elders, and becoming the second small world in his small world.

ps There are only two shifts today, and the difference will be made up tomorrow, I'm sorry today, the author's uncle in Yantai is back today, I haven't seen him for many years, and I pulled him to have a meal, and I sent him to the next district to sit on the volcano, Khan.

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The poor will be made up tomorrow