The green storm vented out from the guardian's body, and the densely veined green face was the derivative of all storms, and at this moment, Han Xian's eyes could still see the guardian's figure, he was completely submerged in the storm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the face of the opponent's deformation, he could only watch it, which was not painful for Han Xian, in fact, Han Xian had already been eager to try, but the helpless reality was a basin of cold water, which washed Han Xian's distracting thoughts into his heart.

Just when Han Xian wanted to take advantage of the Guardian's just demutation, he wanted to rush over and smash him with a fist, but as soon as his body moved, he was suppressed in place by the raging hurricane and couldn't even move, in fact, if Han Xian could make the Guardian stillborn, then Heavenly Dao would not go to great lengths to make a vision come out.

In fact, only Han Xian is in Fuzhong and complains every day, you must know that not everyone has such care when they break the barrier, let alone such a small realm.

Even if others break through to the Ascending Wind Realm, they will not see the appearance of a guardian.

At this moment, Han Xian had completely given up the idea of raiding the Guardian, and the only thing he could do was to watch him degenerate, and his careful eyes must be good at discovering.

The transformation of the guardian in front of him is not a teaching.

His gaze gently fell on the center of the green storm, because he was the center of everything, and the guardian turned into a ball of green light, and at this moment, in Han Xian's opinion, the frenzied hurricane was more like the light emitted by the sun.

His eyes were also quietly closed, and in the depths of his soul, the blood-colored sun was like a lamp fluttering in the silent darkness, and the silent Han Xian did not have a trace of distraction on his face, and watched without distraction.

But no matter how hard Han Xian tried to portray it, he couldn't treat the boundless darkness as a mountain containing the sun, all of which seemed to Han Xian's eyes.

The blood-colored sun is incompatible with the boundless darkness, two worlds, two extremes and mutually exclusive, bombarding and devouring each other.

The head shook slightly, and a helpless smile still spread on his face, Han Xian knew that he was in a hurry, and he had a feeling that as long as he fused them and destroyed the person in front of him, it would definitely be easy.

"Hmph, you're awake. The Guardian said indifferently concerned.

The corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched slightly, shouldn't he say this by himself, and said with a light snort: "Hmph, that's not it, wait until you fall asleep." ”

His gaze swept quickly over the guardian's face, and seeing that there was not much change, he continued to sarcastically: "I hope you can be stronger, otherwise I don't think I have anything to be proud of defeating you." ”

Han first pretended to be proud, but the pride of the guardian overflowed from the green lines on his face, and he laughed and said, "I hope you can be satisfied." ”

The nonsense is over, and the color of slaughter is playing out in the inner world again.

The blood dragon on Han Xian's arms appeared hideously again, and the aura of the whole person became fierce, and the guardian stood there, as if he was the master of the inner world, and his breath was integrated, and he was arrogant of Han Xian, an outsider.

Han Xian already knew where the fate was, but what he knew even more was that if he wanted to break that already broken face, it would not be so easy, and he shook violently.

The blood dragon that swirled around his body opened its claws and pounced on the guardian with a roar, and Han Xian was not idle, his fist was opened, and he also rushed forward after him.

That face was born to sneer.

That is, laughing at the bluff of the blood dragon, he was even laughing at Han Xian's dying struggle, and laughed softly: "If you are only at this level, then I won't play with you." ”

As soon as he grabbed the void, the mongering and roaring vicious blood dragon roared, and its whole body was like a small snake that fell into the claws of a giant eagle, and was caught in the hands of the guardians.

No matter how much the blood dragon tossed, it couldn't break through the palm of the guardian's hand, and Han Xian's face showed an anxious look, and this made him not in a hurry.

You must know that the blood dragon is your own dependence, because it is the evolution of the five Dao leaves, if you lose them, then you will have nothing again.

But what's the use of being anxious on his face, he shouted, "Give it back to me." ”

It is necessary for the guardian not to listen to Han Xian, and Han Xian didn't expect him to do what he said, fortunately, his fist is not fake, as long as he shatters that face, isn't everything his own again?

In fact, things are as simple as that, but Han Xian knew that if he wanted to do it, it was not as simple as he thought, and sure enough, Han Xian's fist was sad again before it reached the face of the guardian.

The legs and feet of the guardian who had lost his breath became even more weird, completely ignoring Han Xian's fist, it was still a kick, and this time it was indeed directly kicked in the chest.

"Bang !!"

This time it was powerless, even if Han Xian was bent on recovering some interest, but how could the length of his arm be compared to his thigh, the blood-colored meteor once again pierced the sky and hit the ground sadly.

Blood mist rose everywhere, hiding Han Xian in it.

The guardian glanced at it indifferently, and a trace of contempt floated: "Do you still need me to guard the pass at this level, boring Heavenly Dao, just mediocre." ”

In the blood mist, Han Xian's coughing voice came: "Give me back." ”

The guardian's face was even more contemptuous, his gaze swept over the blood dragon, and he said coldly: "A bed bug also dares to be called a dragon." With a wave of his hand, he threw Han Xian's eagerness to him.

And the guardian's figure slowly faded, obviously disappointed in Han Xian.

Looking at the rolling blood dragon, his heart was a little stable, his eyes were open, but what he saw was boundless darkness, and what rolled towards him was the early sun like a lamp like a bean.

At this time, they are still two worlds, but their eyes have changed.

A trace of blood flashed in Han Xian's eyes, and he roared in his heart: "Either destroy or merge!"

The originally boundless darkness was frantically stirring, and the lamp bean blood yang was almost disillusioned, and Han Xian, who was originally prostrate on the ground, also moved.

The whole body is like a real dragon, and it wants to take the blood dragon that has been swaying in the wind and rain for too long into its arms.

The Guardian's diluted body stopped quietly, not that he felt Han Xiankeling, but that his eyes sensed a hint of something strange, and danger was already spreading in his heart.

The green light all over his body flickered, and it was obvious that Han Xian's desperate struggle thought that he had earned the attention of his opponent.

Han Xian had already discovered that the sun was not only hidden by the mountains, the sun was boundless black when it set, and hope was hidden in it, why the blood sun had not completely dimmed several times of disillusionment, it was because I Han Xian had not given up yet.

"Sure enough, I'm not stupid!"

The body turned into a giant dragon and successfully took the blood dragon into his heart, and the hideous color immediately spread on Han Xian's body, and at this time, Han Xian's inner world was truly deformed.

The boundless darkness was already calm, but the blood sun was not a lamp bean, and the red soft light quietly shone out from it, although he still couldn't shine the light into the whole darkness, but he wholeheartedly wanted to shine his light into every corner of the darkness.

"Everything should be done without distractions!"

Han Xian's gaze lifted slightly, and once again landed on that familiar face, and a warm smile appeared, but although the face was kind, it was not the case with the fists on the body.

The cold Han Xian was a long knife roaring with a dragon roar, and the five Dao leaves were already circling around his body, at this time Han Xian was the master of the inner world, and the guardian was the outsider.

A knowing smile finally appeared on his green veined face, as if to say, "This trip is not in vain." ”

But with Han Xian's current momentum, it was completely impossible for him to give up resistance, and all the green light around him was exhausted towards his right arm, and it was obvious that the guardian had the belief that one punch would determine the victory.

And Han Xian was the same, the five Dao leaves that were originally rotating around his body roared towards his arm with the surge of blood qi. In the process of charging, the figure of the blood dragon on Han Xian's right arm appeared and disappeared, obviously he wanted to regain his former glory.

In the boundless darkness, the silent and floating Blood Yang became more and more stable, and the light on it also became softer with Han Xian's charge, so that it could penetrate farther.

"The first sun!"

Han Xian roared loudly, instinctively thinking that he had thought of a name for this trick, in his opinion, the newborn sun would definitely be able to shine through all the vanity and make his path full of sunshine.

The guardian of the "First Sun" whispered: "Hmph, the Heavenly Dao is really not blind. ”

And the guardians are arrogant, and their appearance is to shatter those who are jealous of the heavens, and it is because of defeating them that they can increase their own arrogance.

The green light and the red light were so close that one of them was destined to be shattered.

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