The golden light covered the entire heaven and earth, and it seemed to be a crescent moon in the sky, landing on the earth.

The expression on the face of the Blood Corpse Ancestor was very strange, as if there was a hint of surprise and disdain.

"It's very interesting, it's really different from ordinary martial arts. He smiled, shook his head, and said, "But that's all." ”

Zheng!

A dry finger rested on the crescent moon, and the huge golden moon instantly froze, as if the moon shadow had been fished out of the water.

The fingers bend and gently pop out, flicking away the dust.

The golden moon began to shatter and then dissipated.

"This is nothing!" he said lightly, the wind was light, and he was not in a hurry at all.

Yang Xuan didn't even have a trace of surprise on his face.

He was not surprised at all.

If the Blood Corpse Ancestor couldn't even take his simplest Great Golden Moon Slash, then he would be disappointed.

"What about this?" Yang Xuan said, accompanied by countless starlights.

The stars are better than the snow, and day and night alternate.

Countless golden starlight fell from the sky, rushing towards the Blood Corpse Ancestor.

Gold, starlight.

But the Blood Corpse Ancestor shook his head, and then waved his sleeves.

"What's the difference with the moon just now?" he seemed a little disappointed: "It's nothing more than the difference between the black tiger's heart and the monkey's stealing peach, what's the difference?"

The starlight retreats, returns to the void, the night fades, and the day returns.

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed, and then a lotus flower popped out.

The red lotus flower was not fast, and slowly floated towards the Blood Corpse Ancestor, as if he was deliberately trying to see it clearly.

Immediately after, behind Chilian, there was also an ice flower.

The heat wave is rolling and the cold is pressing.

Two very different scenes were strangely intertwined at this moment, and the sky was divided into two halves, half red, half white, half flames, and half ice and snow.

The kid took a machete. In the vision of heaven and earth, the voice of the Blood Corpse Ancestor came out: "It's nothing more than that your knife is sharper." ”

The red lotus and the ice crystals dissipated, revealing the somewhat disappointed face of the Blood Corpse Ancestor.

"I've heard people say a long time ago that Xianmen Baiqi's martial arts are unique and very different from ordinary martial arts, but when I saw it at this time, I was a little disappointed. He shook his head and said: "The strength you use may be higher than that of a martial artist, but like a child dancing a knife, although the knife is sharp, but the child doesn't understand anything, only knows how to chop indiscriminately, ordinary people may be bluffed, but in front of a real martial artist, it is not vulnerable at all." ”

He clapped his palms, as if patting away the dust, and there was a disappointment between his eyebrows.

Yang Xuan didn't make another move, he fell silent.

Only he knew in his heart that the words of the Blood Corpse Ancestor hit the nail on the head.

All of his methods of using Reiki were actually figured out by himself, and they were very likely to be very different from the real cultivation exercises.

"I'm talking to you so much, I just want to see your martial arts, but I'm a little disappointed, these martial arts, at the level of the void, are naturally invincible, but in the face of the truth, it's like a joke, if you're just at this level, compared to the First Holy Son, then it's nothing. ”

The words were ear-piercing, but Yang Xuan did not refute, but remained silent.

The Blood Corpse Ancestor sighed and said, "I heard that you have a Death Tribulation Fingering Technique, which is your famous skill, you might as well take it out...... Yes, this is it. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xuan's fingers had already reached his face, and above his fingertips, the power of life and death formed a delicate balance.

Yang Xuan pointed over, but the Blood Corpse Ancestor didn't even move, just watching Yang Xuan's fingers fall on his chest.

The next moment, his face began to change.

When the power of life and death began to rage wildly in his body, the Blood Corpse Ancestor's brows finally furrowed.

"The way of time?" there was a hint of shock on his face, but the shock lasted only a second before it dissipated.

"It turned out to be fake, just a toxin. He shook his head, his face had returned to normal, and the two forces of life and death in his body disappeared directly: "This trick is indeed very ingenious, but it is still a false ......"

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Is this ......?" he lowered his head and looked at the pool of black liquid under his feet in disbelief: "What a rich death gas, where did you get such a strong death gas?"

The Blood Corpse Ancestor seemed to be a little surprised.

Yang Xuan suddenly sighed and withdrew the water of the Yellow Spring.

Because of the invincible Yellow Spring, this time it also lost its effect.

"There is a trace of real shadow, but this is not your power, you just borrowed it, no wonder, no wonder!" the Blood Corpse Ancestor had a look of pity on his face.

After sighing for a while, he looked at Yang Xuan with some disappointment and said, "Your Highness, to be honest, the old man is a little disappointed, you don't understand what is false and what is true." ”

"What is nothing?" Yang Xuan suddenly asked.

The Blood Corpse Ancestor didn't care, and replied, "Void is false, illusory, and empty. ”

As he spoke, he waved his arm slightly, and a burst of energy sent out, cutting in half a goshawk that was flying not far away.

"Your Highness said that I killed the goshawk just now, is it true?" asked the Blood Corpse Ancestor.

Yang Xuan looked at the blood and feathers still flying in the sky, and thought for a while: "It's true!"

The blood corpse smiled, shook his head and said: "Your Highness is wrong, I used my power to compress the air, and the air slashed the goshawk, this is false, not true." ”

Yang Xuan seemed to have forgotten that the person standing in front of him was the one who wanted to put him to death, and wondered, "Why?"

The Blood Corpse Ancestor smiled and said, "Your Highness, please take a look at it again." ”

With that, he casually stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

Click.

Blood flew all over the sky, and a huge pain struck Yang Xuan's body.

With the grasp of the Blood Corpse Ancestor, five bloody wounds had already appeared on Yang Xuan's body.

"With what force can I hurt Your Highness?" asked the Blood Corpse Ancestor with a smile.

"I don't know!" Yang Xuan said completely ignoring the bleeding wounds on his body.

"True power!" The Blood Corpse Ancestor said lightly: "I can hurt His Highness because at that moment, my Dao is the Dao of Heaven." The Heavenly Dao wants five wounds to appear on your body, so there must be five wounds on your body. ”

Rumble!

My Tao is the way of heaven, and my heart is the heart of heaven!

At this moment, Yang Xuan finally remembered this sentence.

God wants you to hurt, how can you not hurt?

Heaven wants you to die, how can you not die?

"Aren't you invincible?" Yang Xuan asked, and at the same time, the wood aura surged wildly and began to recover from his injuries.

"How is it possible?" The Blood Corpse Ancestor smiled and stared at Yang Xuan's wound: "When you also reach your own heart, which is the heart of heaven, if I want to kill you, it will take a lot of effort." If you could transcend the Heavenly Dao, then I would have rolled as far as I could. ”

"Beyond the Heavenly Dao?" Yang Xuan grasped the key words in his words.

"It's a desirable realm. There was a hint of yearning in the eyes of the Blood Corpse Ancestor.

"Alright, Your Highness, it's time, let's get on the road. After a moment, the yearning in the Blood Corpse Ancestor's eyes disappeared, and in its place, there was a touch of coldness.