As soon as the two streamers flew into the air, a little firelight appeared in the sky, the firelight quickly amplified in the eyes, and a violent explosion resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the firelight covered half of the sky of the Xuanxue Domain, replacing the sun of all beings in the Xuanxue Domain.

The butcher stopped in mid-air, his powerful mana turning into a shield of light to protect him, and even so, he could still feel the heat outside.

Yang Xiao swallowed his saliva, this is the Immortal King, a battle is like destroying the world.

Now he knew why the old man and the coffin bearer had set the battlefield outside the sky, and he knew why the battle between the two made the butcher and Xuan Xue so nervous.

If the two of them fight in the Xuanxue Domain, under this blow, the Xuanxue Domain will become a purgatory on earth.

The butcher patted him on the shoulder and said in a reassuring tone, "Don't be discouraged, with your talent, you will one day reach this point." ”

After speaking, he continued to fly out of the sky, and the two of them passed through the wind outside the sky and came to the gravel belt of the Star River Continent.

Not far away, he saw the Kuyin Mountain Lord holding a green lantern in his hand, the Snow King with ten wings shrinking, and Xuan Xuehou wearing a white-haired coat, and the three of them stood on a gravel, looking at the battlefield in the distance.

When the butcher landed on the gravel with him, the Kuyin Mountain Lord saw them smile and nodded, and finally fell on him, took a meaningful look, and turned his head to look at the battlefield in the distance.

The Snow King and Xuan Xuehou nodded slightly, and then continued to watch the battle.

Looking along the line of sight of the three people, they saw a dark area in front of them, and there was a six-zhang golden man in the darkness who was vigilant in all directions.

As the bearer of the Peak Demonic Intent Bloodline, he knew that this dark area was the black mist of the Peak Demonic Intent.

I saw a pair of scarlet eyes light up in the darkness, and the old man punched the person in the coffin, and at this moment, the whole world was enveloped by a terrifying momentum.

The golden body of the person carrying the coffin exudes a thousand rays of light, carrying boundless might, and fighting with the old man between the stars.

At this moment, the entire starry sky was trembling, as if it could not withstand the aftermath of the battle between the two.

The old man looked like a demon god who had come out of the abyss, and the golden light of the person carrying the coffin was emanating, like a Buddha in his previous life.

The demon blood sprinkled the sky, the Buddha's blood fell to the sky, and the two of them hit a real fire, blood splashed in the starry sky, smashed the broken stones, and fell towards the galaxy continent, touching the earth to form a blood-colored stream.

"Hahaha!" The coffin bearer changed his silent expression and laughed wildly three times, "Happy, I feel it, it's just a little bit, the immortal is about to be perfected, and the opportunity to become a god is close at hand." ”

"Kuti, today I will help you become a god. ”

The old man shouted, his fists exuded an incomparable black glow, and the person carrying the coffin was even more terrifying, giving up the attack, and the golden light emitted by his body and the black glow were facing each other in both directions.

Born to death, the person carrying the coffin wants the ultimate wave, and if he does not become a god, he will die.

I saw that the old man's fists broke through the golden light, and the magic fist penetrated the golden light, wiped out the starry sky, and fell on the chest of the person carrying the coffin, directly penetrating the past.

"Senior brother. Ku Yin couldn't help but cry out, his hands clenched, and drops of golden blood fell down his palms, and when the blood fell in mid-air, he went back backwards, and his palms returned to the same as before.

Although Ku Yin was nervous about carrying the coffin, he did not step forward, Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, after all, this person is the senior brother of the coffin bearer, in case he stepped forward to help, there would be two to one, and the old man would be in danger.

He set his eyes on the battlefield, and at this time, the coffin-bearer stood in the starry sky, and the Buddha's blood flowed out like a stream, forming a pool of blood around the coffin-bearer.

On the other hand, the old man stepped aside and looked at the middle of the pool of blood.

Under his sense, there was a mass of vitality like the sun and moon in the middle of the blood pool, but at this time, that vitality was rapidly declining.

The person who carries the coffin is an epiphany between life and death, and if he becomes a god, if he fails, he will be a ghost.

Yang Xiao looked at the four masters of the Ascetic Mountain, only to see Ku Yin and the Snow King staring at the blood pool with nervous expressions.

Xuan Xue stood aside with a relaxed face, he didn't care about the life and death of the person carrying the coffin, as long as the two of them didn't fight in Xuan Xue Domain.

As for the butcher, he quietly stood aside to protect him, and for the battlefield, he was in a state of watching the show.

The vitality of the person carrying the coffin is like a bucket with a hole in the bottom, and most of it has disappeared in the observation room, but there is still no sign of a breakthrough.

At this time, Yang Xiao felt that time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a little vitality left for the person carrying the coffin, and he persisted tenaciously like a remnant fire in the starry sky.

Looking sideways, the right hand of the main lantern of Kuyin Mountain was trembling slightly, and the Snow King frowned even tighter.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao looked at the blood pool, just now, he sensed that the residual fire was extinguished, and the coffin bearer failed!

"Senior brother. The bitter mountain lord cried out in grief.

"After all, it was a failure. The Snow King sighed, as if he had a very heavy heart in his heart.

But the next moment, the eyes of everyone present looked at the blood pool at the same time, and they were so happy that the middle of the blood pool was rekindled and rapidly expanding.

I saw the blood and water flowing backwards, and a six-zhang golden man walked out of it.

If the vitality of the person carrying the coffin before was too late in Xuanxue, although there was light, it could only illuminate the heaven and earth, then now his vitality is the red sun in the desert, standing in the starry sky, he makes the earth lose its color.

"Huh!"

A vicissitudes of laughter sounded in the starry sky, Yang Xiao glanced around in horror, this laughter came too suddenly.

After looking around, there was no one else around, and this voice was not made by everyone present.

At this time, the ascetic mountain lord bowed to the west and said, "Master." ”

The person carrying the coffin hesitated for a second, folded his hands and bowed, "Master." ”

The old man shouted softly, "Uncle Qingtan." ”

The Snow King and Xuan Xue Hou clasped their hands together and bowed respectfully: "I've seen Patriarch Qingtan." ”

The butcher pulled him and bowed to the west: "I've seen Patriarch Qingtan." ”

Yang Xiao reacted, and then bowed: "I've seen Qingtan Patriarch." ”

I already have a guess in my heart about the person who came, this person should be the patriarch of the ascetic mountain school, the existence of the pinnacle of the world, ignoring the imperial power, and the person who is truly free.

"Qingtan congratulations, I haven't seen you for many years, and your apprentice has become a god. ”

A young man with a majestic face and a dragon robe walked in the starry sky, and what caught Yang Xiao's attention the most was that this person's boots were very terrifying.

There are ninety-nine gold threads on a pair of golden boots depicting two golden dragons, divided into a male and a female.

Stepping on the ninety-nine dragons, this person is so domineering.

Moreover, this person communicates with the peers of Qingtan Patriarch, and he is also a pinnacle existence in the world.

I saw the Snow King, Xuan Xue and the butcher respectfully worshipped: "See the Holy Ancestor." ”

The old man, Ku Yin and the person carrying the coffin called softly, "I've seen the Holy Ancestor." ”

The attitude is not flat.

The only one who can be called the Holy Ancestor by everyone is the emperor of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the heaven of hundreds of millions of people of the Great Zhou.

A skinny old man in Tsing Yi flew into the starry sky in the west, the old man sat cross-legged in the void, his body naturally flew here, with a look of compassion in his eyes, and said: "The achievement of the poor monk is nothing compared to the eternal merits of the Holy Ancestor. ”

The Holy Ancestor chuckled, swept over the crowd, landed on the old man, and said in a harmonious voice: "The King of War is willing to return to the imperial capital." ”

Seeing this scene, Patriarch Qingtan slowly closed his eyes.

The old man shook his head and said, "I can't go back." ”

Hearing this, the Holy Ancestor's face remained unchanged, as if he had already guessed that it was this answer, and his gaze fell on Yang Xiao and said, "

This is your grandson, and he is indeed a dragon and phoenix among people.

This son is the highest person he has seen in his life, and even if he goes back millions of years in history, he has never heard of a cultivator who is millions miles away from the sea of qi.

If he does not die, he will become a god. ”

When the words fell, except for the butcher and the old man, the eyes of everyone present fell on him, some shocked and some appreciative.

Yang Xiao lowered his head and frowned, there were many people present, the Holy Ancestor directly pointed out his talent, his intentions can be described as vicious, although his talent is high, his cultivation is not worth a finger of anyone present.

He could think that after today, I am afraid that he has a million miles of qi and a sea of air, and the news will spread all over the world.

The Holy Ancestor's plan is to kill, and after today, there will be countless geniuses who seek fame or think that they are unparalleled in talent will challenge him.

The Holy Ancestor continued: "Yang Xiao, you are willing to enter the Great Zhou as an official, if you enter the Great Zhou, you will be alone to protect all the cultivation resources on your path to becoming a god, and promise the position under the lonely person. ”

Yang Xiao frowned slightly, and frowned again, what is this?

Moreover, he looked at the old man, the Great Zhou Holy Ancestor promised many benefits, not for him, but for the old man, as long as he entered the Great Zhou, if something happened in the future, how could the old man not care.

Yang Xiao saw that the old man shook his head slightly, and stepped forward to bow: "Thank you Holy Ancestor for your kindness, but I am used to being carefree and have no ambitions." ”

The Holy Ancestor chuckled lightly and said, "Feel free...... Well, in that case, I won't say much about it.

But if one day, you don't want to be free, Lone's promise is still valid. ”

After speaking, it was emitted into a bunch of light points that dissipated in the air, Yang Xiao saw this scene, his pupils shrank, and the Great Zhou Holy Ancestor came here was just a projection, and he didn't notice it after chatting for a long time.

The anti-audience everyone showed no surprise on their faces, as if they had known it for a long time.

"Hehe!" After the Holy Ancestor left, Patriarch Qingtan opened his eyes and smiled, and said to the old man: "Go back to Buddhism with me, and the poor monk will help you survive the second half of the demon tribulation." ”

The old man glanced at him and shook his head slightly,

Yang Xiao was shocked, when he stepped into the path of cultivation, the old man told him that when the peak demonic bloodline was strong to a certain point, there would be a demon tribulation, but he never thought that the old man was already an immortal king, and he had not yet passed the demon tribulation.

Turning his head to the butcher with an inquiring look, the latter saw it and explained in a low voice: "I don't know much about the Demon Tribulation, I only know a sentence that circulates in the cultivation world.

Survive the catastrophe is God. ”

Yang Xiao's heart sank, how difficult it is to become a god, just look at the person who carries the coffin.

Now Patriarch Qingtan is willing to help the old man survive the demon tribulation and become a god, but the old man refused, although he didn't say it explicitly, but Yang Xiao knew that this must have something to do with him.

stepped forward and said: "Old man, you told me since I was a child that men must learn to be independent.

I don't know what you're doing for me, but I want to walk alone in the future, even though the wrath of the gods, the fire of the demon gods, and the abyss of demons lie ahead. ”

The old man frowned and did not speak.

Patriarch Qingtan chuckled, moved the corners of the old man's mouth slightly, and said something?

I saw that the old man's brows were first wrinkled tighter and tighter, and finally slowly eased, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, bringing a face-to-face transmission to everyone.

You know we're talking, but you can't hear what we're saying?

Patriarch Qingtan chuckled lightly, and his figure turned into a point of light and disappeared into the starry sky.

Another phantom.

After Patriarch Qingtan left, he heard two sounds of relief, one from the Snow King and the other from Xuan Xue, and it seemed that these two people were very stressed.

The man carrying the coffin thanked the old man and disappeared into the starry sky, followed by Ku Yin.

The old man came to him and sighed, "Let's go." ”

The people in the starry sky fell towards the Star River Continent, and returned to the Great Snow Mountain with their front and back feet.

On the mountain, Xuan Xue said goodbye to everyone, and returned the same way with his snow horse cavalry, and tens of thousands of troops brought over, except for the usefulness of the appearance, there was no sense of existence at all.

Although the cavalry is strong, it is only relative to ordinary people, and in the face of gods and demons like the old man and the coffin bearer, they are just a little more powerful ants.