Xiao Yingying grabbed Xiao Wuyou's shoulder and said seriously: "Xiao Wuyou, you came out of Zhongguang Mansion, this is not only a test for you, but also a rare initiative. It is because of this thorn that you will be able to win many challenges. Today, although you don't have any achievements, it is not another test. You have to believe that your past training center, as long as you are willing to believe in yourself, your achievements will definitely be greater than any of the nine emperors. ”

Xiao Yingying followed Xiao Wuyou all the way and watched him grow up step by step. If you want to say who knows Xiao Wuyou's potential best, then this person is not Xiao Wuyou himself, but Xiao Yingying.

Looking at Xiao Yingying's hot and serious eyes, Xiao Wuyou smiled.

Yes, many difficulties have been overcome. Even if his opponent was the Nine Emperors, how could the Nine Emperors not exceed him?

Xiao Wuyou took Xiao Yingying's hand and said with a smile, "Thank you, Xiao Yingying." "In the wild, I'll save you. ”

Xiao Yingying looked up at Xiao Wuyou, who was solemn and full of pride in the sky.

Although she has been a small animal for a long time, in Xiao Ji's eyes, she has always paid attention to Xiao Wuyou's growth. His background is not as good as that of any Tianjiao, but he broke through the inherent limitations and forged his own path.

It is only the tenth magic skill, and its limit is only to help Xiao Wuyou cultivate to the peak of the Taoist emperor. Xiao Yingying's expectation for Xiao Wuyou is also that he can become the peak emperor of Taoism and help Chaos, Jiuli, and reincarnation fight against the Heavenly Lord with her.

But Xiao Wuyou not only became the pinnacle of the Taoist emperor, but also took the most important step. He became the only man in heaven. Under the broken heaven, through his own efforts, he became a true immortal.

Xiao Wuyou's life experience is worth it. The blood prison can take away Xiao Wuyou's achievements, but it can't take away his blood, let alone his path forward step by step.

It was Xiao Wuyou who sublimated this formula. He created a deeper formula, created meaning that has never existed in the world, and created his own method of immortality – Tai Xu!

"It turns out... You are Yan Huang, the son of a married ......," Zheng Zheng said in the blood prison.

Once, he felt a faint breath in the body of the Pulling Immortal, but it was quickly covered by the Pulling Immortal's body. At that time, he thought that he was superior to the Eighth Emperor, so he didn't notice this kind of thing. Now, coupled with various reasons, Xiao Yingying has been protecting Xiao Wuyou, and he has also guessed that the faint breath is the breath of a new life, and this new life has now become a big trouble in his heart.

"Haha, the blood of the two emperors can directly obtain the immortal life method. God, why are you not fair? My blood prison has been through a lot of suffering. I could have the territory I have today. It's all my own effort. But what did this little boy do? He didn't do anything, but he had immortal methods that didn't exist in this world. Are you blind?" The Blood Dungeon roared in the starry night sky.

Xiao Wuyou watched the people in the blood prison quietly go crazy. He wasn't going to explain his experience to the people in the blood cell. Even the immortal Dharma was created by himself, and he didn't intend to say it. The battle should be over. The heavy blood debt of the Blood Prison can only be paid with his body and soul. Why would he talk more about a dying man?

"Haha, little friendless, I'm not as lucky as you. I was born immortal in the Dharma, but when you become a true immortal, do you think you are invincible? In that world, there are people who are stronger than you, who are thicker than you, everywhere. In fact, you are nothing. Blood Prison said with a cold smile.

"Are you done?" Little Wuyou said calmly.

"Haha, although my blood prison is no match for you, you can't be complacent. I know you won't let me go, I'll bury the whole world with me. This is my last hope!

The laughter of the Blood Prison shook the heavens and the earth, shook the Nine Heavens Abyss, and shook the souls of all people. I only saw that the 100 million demons and monsters rushed into the blood prison, but this time, it was not the body that entered the blood prison, but the lamp in the hand.

Hundreds of billions of evil spirits gathered together, and the lights in the sky suddenly burst out, and a terrifying aura burst out around the blood prison.

The hands holding the sky lanterns in the blood prison were broken and bleeding. There was an indescribable pain in his fierce face, but there was a gloomy smile in his eyes. It was a smile that died together.

A hint of seriousness flashed in Xiao Wuyou's cold eyes. A great emperor in the realm of true immortality is not terrible, but a madman cannot be underestimated. Everyone knows what a lantern is. Obviously, all the blood dungeon has to do at this point is to detonate the lantern.

At this time, Xiao Wuyou took a deep breath, and his cold expression receded like a tide. Little Friendless's whole person seems to have regained the emotional outlook of a thousand years ago. He pinched his right hand into a sword finger, and a breath quickly condensed in his hand, and a long sword that glittered in the scorching sun slowly appeared. This longsword is strange. It has no momentum, no light, as if it were transparent. If it weren't for the sun, everyone wouldn't have seen Little Wuyou's long sword at this time.

As soon as the sword came out of its sheath, Xiao Wuyou's face turned red, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. His mirror-smooth face had become ugly at this time.

Seeing little friendless bleeding from the corners of his mouth, everyone's hearts and souls were raised to his throat. Everyone can see that the blood cell is looking for death, but Xiao Wuyou is doing his best. Everyone knows that it may not be difficult for Xiao Wuyou to kill the blood prison, but to stop the blood prison and protect them. The difficulty is thousands of times greater than the former.

"Little carefree!Stop it!Little Yingying's face immediately turned white. Only he knew what Xiao Wu was doing.

For thousands of years, Xiao Wuwu has been tempered and has become a true immortal. If this is the world, then everything will come naturally. No problem. But under this incomplete Heavenly Dao, Xiao Wuyou's true immortal realm is incomplete. It needs to settle down slowly and firmly become a true immortal. But in order to stop the Blood Prison, Xiao Wuyou forced out this force, and even in the end, Xiao Wuyou succeeded in stopping the Blood Prison. He himself will definitely die.

Xiao Wuyou's right sleeve robe has been broken, revealing his right arm, but at this time, Xiao Wuyou's right arm is miserable. The flesh on the arm is blurred, and the white bones are clearly visible. And as Xiao Wuyou raised the transparent long sword, the situation became more and more serious.

Xiao Yingying exclaimed in horror, but she couldn't fly to Xiao Wuyou's side to stop him, she could only desperately protect the monks in Yan Xiaotang behind her, because compared to others, Xiao Wuyou's glass sword put more pressure on him.

Xiao Wuwu gritted his teeth, and a smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth: "If I am the only one alive, what is there to have fun in the world." I said it would be over. ”

Xiao Yingying didn't care about the life and death of the monks in the wilderness, but he didn't have any worries. Although he is not a native, he is the land where he was born and raised. Here are his relatives, friends, confidants, and the palace gates he created. If all of this is gone, even if he does become a real immortal, how can he feel free?

"No, little brother!"

"Stop it, little man!"

"Uncle!"

"Master!"

"Sixth!"

"Hall Master!"

At this time, Xiao Wuyou's friends and confidants all lost their voices.