What Xiao Yao wanted to do most now was to cough hard.

Then, spit a mouthful of thick phlegm into Xuanyuan Jiuzhong's face.

It's still the kind that keeps pulling and pulling, the kind that will connect the silk.

Mud horse, why don't you use it when you have a big move and Xuanyuan galloping to fight?

Now it's my turn, you're just going to play?

Am I digging your ancestral grave?

Or have you dug your manure pit?

Isn't this engaging in something?

Anyway, now Xiao Yao is holding back 10,000 swear words in his heart, wanting to scold them.

The immortal cultivators who were still rushing towards Xiao Yao and Xuanyuan Jiuzhong suddenly stopped.

One by one, they subconsciously tightened their bodies.

I always feel that the temperature around me has dropped a lot.

Among them, the person with low cultivation is like Xiao Zhan, who was still in the Qingqiu Dynasty before, and directly started to fight.

Ye Tingchao's face changed greatly.

He suddenly took a step forward, transporting the spiritual energy in his body to block the killing machine that was used like a tide to drown the entire Lingwu world.

In his heart, there are also countless swear words.

Such a chill and murderous machine, even if it does not last for a long time, young people can barely bear it, but some old people are likely to die from it.

Even if it's milder, I'm afraid I'll get seriously ill.

What is this for?

This is iniquity!

He raised his head and looked at the darkness that had suddenly shrouded him.

In the void, something glittered.

As long as you look at it, you will feel murderous.

Ye Tingchao hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Some people say that it is the demon god who has been hidden in the void for a long time and has not dissipated, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Take a look at the world......

"Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, are you really crazy?!"

He roared and cursed in his heart......

Although the price paid by Xuanyuan Jiuzhong was only a retrogression in cultivation.

However, for an immortal cultivator like Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, it is equivalent to losing his life.

How will Xuanyuan Jiuzhong hide in the future?

What is the difference between this and taking Xiao Yao to burn the jade together?

Xiao Yao's heart was still roaring.

When Xuanyuan Jiuzhong pulled out the sword made of blood, Xiao Yao glanced at him,

At this time, Xuanyuan Jiuzhong made him a little unrecognizable.

He has gray hair and a wrinkled face.

Especially those eyes, there is no longer the pride of the past, on the contrary, full of loneliness.

His body, much shorter, took a step forward, his body staggered, and he fell a little.

He dragged the sword like a child who had not yet grown up, carrying a weight heavier than him, and walking slowly.

But even so, when Xuanyuan Jiuzhong faced Xiao Yao, he still squeezed out a smile, and in such an environment, looking at that cold smile, Xiao Yao's body couldn't help but shudder.

How weird, how weird.

"Xiao Yao, there has always been no contradiction between us, right?"

He looked at Xiao Yao and took another step forward.

"However, you have been forcing me, you are walking forward, I am retreating, I have been forced to retreat by you, you have forced a man who is standing at the peak of martial arts in the Lingwu world to retreat, are you still not satisfied?"

"Why, when I have no way back, do you still come to me?"

"Do you really want to crush me completely?"

"Why are you?!"

A roar.

A roar.

He was like crazy, venting his long-standing dissatisfaction to Xiao Yao.

"I just want to keep the Lingwu world quiet and peaceful. ”

"I just want to get rid of the shackles of the Heavenly Dao and ascend like Xu Madge. ”

"What did I do wrong?"

Behind him, a bloody light lit up.

In this pitch black environment.

There are no stars in the sky.

He is the brightest star in the night sky......

Xiao Yao stared at Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, who was approaching him step by step, and couldn't help but smile.

"Actually, you didn't do anything wrong, and I didn't do anything wrong, it's just that someone has to die. Xiao Yao said.

"Then, you will die!" Xuanyuan Jiu raised the blood sword in his hand.

When it fell, the darkness was like a beast of prey, rushing forward.

Take Xuanyuan Ninefold as the central point.

The comprehension behind Xuanyuan Jiu's body bloomed brightly.

It's still fading.

Rushed towards Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao didn't step back.

He knew that the qi in his body had been completely locked.

If you want to hide, you can't hide.

The blood sword that was originally grabbed by Xuanyuan Jiuzhong suddenly dissipated at this moment, and countless blood beads were jumping in the air.

Finally, he splashed towards Xiao Yao again.

dragged a long broom-like red light, and every drop of blood was wrapped in countless killing opportunities.

Xiao Yao finally moved.

He took a step forward and formed a spiritual wall.

The Spirit Wall was destroyed by the first drop of blood.

Fragmented.

However, the first drop of blood was gone.

Xiao Yao gathered a strange fire again, smashing at those blood beads, but it suddenly went out when he first came into contact with it.

The sword qi in Xiao Yao's body skyrocketed.

Sword Pose!

Standing Sword Pose!

Even at this time, Xiao Yao also took advantage of this killing opportunity to have an epiphany of the sword-breaking style.

However, it still retreated again and again.

The sword aura is dispelled.

It's like a child, throwing goose warm stones, trying to smash away a wild boar king that rushed out of the mountains and forests.

It's so overwhelming.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao urged the secret technique of the ghost gate in his body.

Cultivation entered the realm of the Nine Masters at this moment.

It's just that this time it can only last for just half a minute.

If it weren't for this, he would have directly urged the secret technique of the Ghost Gate before, entered the realm of the Nine Masters and killed Xuanyuan Nine Folds.

But he didn't dare to take such a risk.

After all, the ninefold master may not be able to retain an eightfold master who is determined to escape.

He didn't want to take that risk, because if he didn't have the means to kill Xuanyuan Jiuzhong in half a minute, this battle would end completely as a result of him turning into a corpse.

The current Xiao Yao is not like an immortal cultivator.

It's not like a strong man who is fighting.

It's more like a dancer dancing with light in the dark.

Those dense blood beads hit Xiao Yao's body like raindrops.

When it fell on his body, it seemed to have a strong corrosive nature, even if it was Xiao Yao's current body of a ninefold master, he couldn't resist it.

Clothes turned into black smoke.

Skin, a little bit of penetration.

The exposed flesh quickly evaporated.

Even the white bones of Sensen were bitten to pieces.

and fell to the ground.

The breeze blew and there was no trace of it.

Xiao Yao's body is still slowly eroding.

He lowered his head and looked at his body as it slowly melted into the night.

No one can imagine that kind of pain.

His nose, ears, and mouth were all slowly disappearing, slimy, dripping down.

Tick, tick.

But Xiao Yao was still fighting for fate, turning the aura in his body, wanting to completely wash away those blood beads.

Xuanyuan Jiuju just stood on the side.

Like a dying old man.

It's clear that it's about to be buried in the loess.

But his eyes were full of hope.

He burst out laughing.

Then he reached out and tugged at his gray hair.

As soon as you grab it, it's a handful, and it all falls off.

On his scalp, a lot of blood beads also appeared, coming out of the hair sacs.

It's like a little fountain.

He roared.

He felt that he had completely destroyed Xiao Yao, but he felt that he seemed to have been completely destroyed by Xiao Yao.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Xiao Yao, who was standing in front of him, holding his stomach and laughing.

It's like watching a big joke.

It's like an artist who has completely lost himself, looking at his most satisfying work.

Finally, Xiao Yao turned into a meat ball.

Sticks to the ground.

Still abling.

It turned into a pool of blood again.

But just as the blood was about to dissipate, a golden light suddenly appeared.

The golden light slowly spread.

Turned into a hand and grabbed the dark neck.

With a strong pinch, the darkness is completely crushed.

Immediately, the golden light began to slowly condense and form, turning into a pillar of light, soaring straight into the sky.

Dispel all the darkness once and for all.

The eyes of the so-called demon god above the sky blinked slightly.

Left behind a sigh that grew long enough to be heard by everyone in the Lingwu world.

The pillar of light was still spreading.

Countless thunderbolts were induced.

Those days thunder, carriers dense thunderclouds.

Thunder slammed down on the pillar of light.

Every time a thunderbolt fell, the pillar of light became thicker.

The mouth of the bowl is thick.

The barrel mouth is thick.

The wellhead is coarse.

It's still slowly spreading.

Envelop the Xuanyuan Ninefold in it.

Enveloped the immortal cultivators in the distance who wanted to come and watch.

Envelop the huge Wei State in it.

The world of Lingwu ......

Shrouded in it!

Those who were still trembling and suffering from murderous intent suddenly felt a ray of sunlight hit from the darkness.

Shrouded in himself.

Warm.

Even some people who were in a coma couldn't help but have a smile on their faces.

When Xiao Longxiang was about to arrive in the territory of Wei, he suddenly stopped.

He looked at his body.

Look at the pillar of light.

A smile appeared on his face.

No one knows what the hell is going on.

Until the end.

The thunder continued to pound on the pillar of light.

Eventually, the pillar of light began to tremble slowly.

Expertise is the result of long and hard practice.

Even if you tremble, it will not dissipate.

It won't fall down.

North.

Wu Wutong felt the golden light.

Suddenly a smile appeared.

Zhao Danxuan on the side looked at her curiously.

She smiled and whispered, "I don't know why, I seem to smell Xiao Yao's body......

Zhao Danxuan couldn't cry or laugh, but said curiously: "You say, Xiao Yao is a win, or a loss?"

Wu Wutong shook her head, she didn't even know what was going on with Jingguang at the moment, how could she possibly know what the final outcome would be?

Gradually, those who were shrouded in golden light had greedy expressions on their faces.

It's like a baby, the milk of a greedy man.

When the thunder stopped, the golden light began to retract again.

In the end, it became a line connecting heaven and earth.

Those who were originally shrouded in golden light woke up one by one, but they still showed this nostalgic and reluctant expression on their faces, and they always felt that it would be great if the golden light just now could stay for a while......

It's still slowly shrinking.

That golden light stayed where Xiao Yao disappeared.

Slowly, a golden primordial infant was suspended in the golden light.

He closed his eyes and was naked.

Spinning.

Yuan Ying was only the size of a palm at first.

When the golden light was gradually closing, he was also slowly getting bigger.

In the end, it's like a mountain.

It began to shrink slowly.

Reduced to Xiao Yao's original height.

The golden light converged, and the Yuan Ying in the golden light slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, as if he was smiling.

"Who are you?" asked Xuanyuan Jiu.

"Yuan Ying" looked at Xuanyuan Jiuzhong and smiled even more happily.

Knowing that he grabbed Xuanyuan Jiuzhong's neck.

"In the end, I won. Xiao Yao's voice sounded the same as before.

Nothing has changed.

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