Chapter 87 Mutations

"This kid is dying, and he is still in a daze!" The old man in the sky had a high posture, and slightly pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a trace of disdain.

"It's over!"

Above the sky, a fiery red, the sound of "Woo Hoo!" was endless, the river in the distance dried up, the trees spontaneously combusted, turning to ashes, and the clothes of others thousands of miles away were also burned by the blazing heat, looking panicked, and hurriedly fled.

In the red glow, a 100-meter-sized world of light networks slowly took shape.

"Huhu! Go!" The old man gasped, and the old man in this rhythm realm was also very reluctant, his hands were raised slightly, and he pressed down violently, and the light network world quickly fell towards Yu Xiaojie.

"Bang!" "Boom!"

Before the border pass, a 100-meter-deep pit was formed, and from time to time there was a faint red light flashing, and the surrounding land was full of spider cracks, like a volcanic crater.

"Is the boy dead?" the crowd in the distance looked at in horror.

"Huh... It shouldn't be. The old man in the field looked a little puzzled, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, his eyes condensed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Hehe, there's nothing you shouldn't do, I said, aren't you tired? The old man next to him looked relaxed and joked to him.

"It's not good! My mind in this realm has already retreated, how can it not dissipate!" The old man's face changed drastically, and his pale face turned a little whiter.

"The rhythm in this fire net is clearer. Yu Xiaojie stood in the world of fire nets, squinting slightly, with a look of enjoyment, if the old man knew, it would be strange if he was not angry.

Divine thoughts emanated, sensing this rhythm, Yu Xiaojie trembled the frequency of divine thoughts carefully, and soon this fire rhythm realm was under his control.

On the border of the southern part of the country, the mountains turned into a sea of fire, the ancient trees collapsed and burned to ashes, and the plains and wastelands were red, like a volcanic land.

Within a thousand miles, there were no living creatures, people fled early, and from time to time there were spirit beasts struggling in the sea of fire, and finally fell into the sea of fire and turned into ashes.

Thousands of miles away, people looked at the land in horror, a hundred miles deep, and inexplicable flames rose from time to time, like a fire dragon.

"Suppressed by the realm, didn't you still be able to shock him to death?"

"It's horrible... So what the hell is going on?"

On the sky, the two old men looked solemn, their brows were deeply furrowed, their expressions were very solemn, and the light on their bodies was getting thicker and thicker, white and red intertwined, and their might was not terrifying.

"Shh

The flames in the pit gradually floated, and the surrounding land turned into magma and fell into the pit.

"It's out! It's not dead!"

"It's terrible! It's just not dead! You must know that it is the power of the rhythm realm, the power is as high as ten thousand, and it can crush the mountains! How can the human body withstand it!"

"What kind of demon is that young man! It doesn't matter if he is not shocked to death, such flames can't even melt him!"

"Could it be that the boy is a two-line mutant?" A person in the distance had his pupils dilated, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Shhhhh

"The kingdom is finished—" were the words of all those who saw this.

The world like a fire net, but only a few tens of meters, but with the momentum of ten thousand balances, the surrounding land has collapsed, Yu Xiaojie stood in the fire net, his eyes were red, like the god of fire coming to the world, raised his head, and turned into two fire dragons in his eyes, directly attacking the two old men above the sky.

The two fire dragons were naturally difficult for the two old men, and they easily scattered them, looked at each other, and nodded their heads.

"Bang!"

The old man surrounded by gold spiritual power held a spear that emitted a crystal light, and the body of the gun was faintly imprinted with a line, but the head of the spear was strangely forked, like a poisonous snake spitting out the core, and the white mangs all over his body were even worse, and the fierce qi rushed straight in, that is, people thousands of miles away could vaguely feel like needles and bones.

The old man of the fire system held a round mirror-like object in both hands, and two inexplicable lines were engraved on the edge of the mirror body, like the scorching sun in the sky, exuding incomparable heat.

As soon as these two weapons came out, they instantly doubled the momentum of the second elder, and endless coercion fell from the sky, and the fire net directly collapsed, pressing Yu Xiaojie's bones all over his body "creak", and his legs were already submerged in the dirt.

"It's a tattoo!" exclaimed someone in the distance.

"Look at it like that, the quality is not low... This time the kingdom has really made a bloody investment, and even this level of tattoo has been taken out, thinking that it is also afraid of this young man's revenge in the future..."

The pattern is a real rare thing, which can make the cultivator exert several times more power than himself, and the cultivator generally reaches the emperor level, and he can derive his own pattern, and the material for making the pattern is the Lingyuan stone.

The quality of the pattern, is naturally the quality of the material, the higher the purity of the Lingyuan stone, the higher the quality of the pattern, of course, personal cultivation, that is also the decisive reason, no matter how good your material is, the cultivation is not enough, the texture on the pattern is naturally not complete, and naturally can not exert the power of the cause.

All these changes shook Yu Xiaojie's heart, and the coercion that fell from the sky made Yu Xiaojie feel like Dayue pressing down, and even moving his fingers felt very difficult.

"How is it possible, what kind of weapon are they using?!

Regarding Yu Xiaojie's predicament, the two old men were not going to be polite, the old man with a spear fell from the sky, and the spear hit Yu Xiaojie's head directly, intending to kill him with one blow.

"Not good!" Yu Xiaojie's face changed drastically, his mind suddenly changed countless times, and finally dispersed the resistance, and was directly pressed into the ground by the coercion, but he just escaped the killing of the old man's spear.

"Bang!" Although he saw Yu Xiaojie being pressed into the ground, the old man couldn't stop the attack, and a shot smashed on the ground, like an earthquake, with the tip of the gun as the center, the earth cracked like a spider's web.

Although Yu Xiaojie was pressed dozens of meters underground, he was still shocked by the aftershock of that shot, and vomited blood.

"If you are hit head-on, there may not even be dust left!" With the heartbeat, the flow of blood, the strength slowly returned to the body, Yu Xiaojie raised a somewhat trembling hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was still a trace of palpitation in his pupils that did not dissipate.

Slightly contemplative, his thoughts fluctuated in rhythm, the soil under his feet dispersed, and Yu Xiaojie's figure fell suddenly, not knowing how deep it fell.

"That's not going to work?" The ring on the thumb of his left hand emitted a faint fluorescence, and the old voice came from the ring, which seemed to have a hint of banter.

"Master!" Hearing the familiar voice, Yu Xiaojie exclaimed with some joy, looking straight at the ring on his left hand with his eyes.

"It's too weak, it's too weak, such two little fish and shrimp, just force you to be like this..."

"Originally, I was not weaker than them, but they took out a strange weapon, and it suddenly doubled their strength..."Yu Xiaojie said with some grievances.

"Such a rough material, such a broken texture, how can this kind of thing be handled..."The old man's voice was full of thick disdain, which made Yu Xiaojie speechless, a weapon that could suddenly double its strength seemed to be nothing in the mouth of the old man of the Fallen Saint.