Li Xiuren turned around and smiled: "Surprised, surprised?" ”

The young man in the royal robe froze for a moment, and finally relieved, waved his sleeves lightly and stood still, and the blood-colored flames that ignited from the inside out burned through the shackles, and branded the blood-red flame pattern on the red royal robe.

The red and black, like the fire of purgatory, the flames climbed to the head, forming a red crown, the loose hair was bound, and the blood rose in a pair of starry eyes, and the aura of rebellion and rebellion swayed out.

There seems to be hairspray in the flames, and the overall shape and temperament have changed very much, not as depressed as Fang Cai.

The young man in the royal robe was not annoyed, and still smiled: "When did you notice it, I think that my acting skills are exquisite, and I can even surpass the royal brother, and it is impossible to show my feet." ”

"The acting skills are superb, and you think too highly of yourself."

Li Xiuren was disdainful, stood with his sword, and said, "You have a lot of flaws.

First of all, you don't have a unified title for the prince who judged chaos 20,000 years ago and the Yang God Zhenren Yihuang thousands of years ago, and your claim is also very confusing.

At the beginning, you claimed to be a pseudo-spirit, and when you talked about the Ten Halls Illusion Realm, you said 'help me break the game', in a sense, at this time, you can be regarded as calling yourself the prince of rebellion.

In the end, you showed that your desire was too urgent, and you actually claimed that the third item was a strength assessment, and if you destroyed the jade platform, you could obtain the treasures inside.

Strength has always been proved by fighting, and destroying a jade platform can prove anything, just a reckless man.

Should I call you a pseudo-spirit, or should I call you a prince, or should I call you a true person? ”

It seems that it has been silent for too long, and the young man in the royal robe is not in a hurry to make a move, or he is confident about taking down Li Xiuren.

Looking up and recalling for a moment, he talked eloquently: "You guessed wrong, it's all three, it's all three."

Thousands of years ago, I was indeed a pseudo-spirit of the Yang God Zhenren Yihuang, which was engraved into the record of the rebellious prince, and used to guard the temple.

It's just that the idea of the Yang God Zhenren is too domineering after all, and after I integrate into the rules of this small world, I seem to be like a fish in water, born from the same root.

The records of the rebellious prince in the ancient books eventually turned into false memories, fused with the thoughts of the true people of the Yang God, and gave birth to a new will, but still did not obtain the entity.

The last time this small world was used as a training ground was a hundred and twenty years ago, and there was actually one item on the main hall at that time, the bones of my life.

At that time, I lied that I had a third option, and I tricked a trialist into bringing the weathered ashes, and after a hundred years of fusing with the pseudo-spirit, I finally obtained the real entity.

And now, I'm eager to go one step further. ”

What's the next step? Snatch away.

The young man in the royal robe looked at Li Xiuren greedily, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

What an outstanding qualification, better than yourself 20,000 years ago, better than yourself thousands of years ago, there is no doubt that the supreme talent, the most unfortunate can also achieve the Yang God.

"In other words, you are a mixture of the false memories of the rebel prince, the thoughts of the yang gods, and the ashes of the rebel prince, what should I call you?" Li Xiuren asked, as if he was doing a homely job.

"Huangyi, I like the name."

Huang Yi looked at Li Xiuren, followed by good temptation, and whispered: "Do you know how attractive your body is to me?"

Compared to you, the man who came in a hundred and twenty years ago, and this kid, are like weeds on the side of the road, not worth mentioning.

Let's talk about it, you give me your body, and I allow you to retain your consciousness and memories and merge with me.

You won't lose anything, but you can still gain great strength, as well as the cultivation experience of the Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, and the pure soul power of the Yang God Thought.

The best of both worlds, one for all. ”

"It's all a thousand-year-old fox, who are you talking to?"

Li Xiuren was disdainful and sneered: "In the final analysis, isn't it just borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul, wanting to use my identity to get out of the Luotian Secret Realm, and then plot for the future?" ”

Without Li Xiuren's memory, with that false and outdated memory, even if Huang Yi occupied Li Xiuren's body, it would be impossible to live long when he walked out of the Luotian Secret Realm.

Twenty thousand years have passed, Shenzhou has changed too much, Huang Yi has no basic common sense, and his words and deeds are out of place with other people, and it is only a matter of time before he is discovered.

After obtaining Li Xiuren's memory, it is completely different, Huang Yi can perfectly disguise Li Xiuren's words and deeds, occasionally showing his feet, and his words and deeds are inconsistent with Li Xiuren, and it is harmless.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable, and people's hearts are the most fickle. When I was a child, I liked to eat green peppers, but when I grew up, I didn't.

As long as it's not a sudden change in temperament, there won't be any problems.

His mind was pierced, and Huang Yi was not embarrassed, the bloody aura gathered in his hand, the murderous intent spread, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile: "That is to say, there is really no room for negotiation."

What a good body, it's a pity to be injured, but there are countless big medicines in the small world, and it doesn't matter if you are injured at all. ”

"There's no room at all."

Li Xiuren shook his head, the killing intent rushed to Xiao Han, the blood in his eyes was boundless, and he swung out a punch over the jade platform, the blood tassel gun!

The sound of breaking the air was like the roar of a soldier, and the murderous machine, evil energy and true power fused, turning into a spear phantom, looming above the fist, falling towards Huang Yi's chest, and threatening to blast it out of a heart-piercing cold.

Huang Yi didn't dodge or dodge, and grabbed Li Xiuren's chest, and with the same bloody power, the blood-colored flames ignited, corroding Li Xiuren's clothes.

Desperately to meet Huang Yi's claws, the killing fist fell on Huang Yi's body, and both sides each snorted and raised their eyes to look at each other.

It's a little stronger than you think.

Huang Yi waved the iron chain and threw it at Li Xiuren, took out his right paw again, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, yes, you are even better than I imagined, and you deserve to be my favorite body." ”

Holding a sword in his left hand and cutting through the chain, Li Xiuren's right fist blasted out again, evenly divided.

At the same time, he didn't forget to say trash talk: "This is the Purple Mansion Realm monk?" The idea of a real person in the sun?

It's really weak. ”

Waving his claws to force Li Xiuren back, Huang Yi was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "You can only be as fast as your mouthpiece."

The thought of the Yang God only gave me a new soul, and my power came from the bones of my life.

After 20,000 years, even if you don't save one in a hundred, you won't be able to lose to you.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and after 20,000 years, this sentence has not been forgotten. ”

The "two" fought together, one side used a killing fist, and the other side used a bloody claw, both of them rushed to the sky with killing intent, the blood was boundless, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became.

Wang Peng, who was lying on the corpse, woke up slowly, looked at the "two" who were fighting together, and for a while he couldn't tell who was who.

I held back the pain and looked at it carefully, so that I could vaguely distinguish who was Huangyi and who was my big brother.

Li Xiuren's punch was like a dragon, the killing fist was invincible, there was no change, the pure killing intent was unparalleled and the real power was vast, and one punch after another fell on Huangyi's body, knocking it back.

It's just that Huang Yi doesn't really have a body after all, and he can't see how much he is injured, but judging from the gradually fading blood-colored flames on his body, it's not too good.

Li Xiuren's state is not much better, the blood-colored flames burning everywhere in his body are like the gangrene of the appendage, which will not be dispersed, and the heart-eating pain tortures his nerves.

The fighting style of the two gave Wang Peng a new understanding of the danger of Shenzhou.

It doesn't matter if it's gorgeous or varied, every punch and claw is aimed at the opponent in three ways, but the effect is surprisingly good.

With a punch to repel Huang Yi, he felt the true power surging in the sea of qi, and the Heart Sutra of "Becoming My Right and Wrong" was running wildly, and the true power seemed to be burned and surging out.

The third punch of the military road killing boxing, the sword of the heart!

Killing people naturally requires punishment, and the true power gathers on the fist and turns into a simple long sword phantom, devouring the soul.

Li Xiuren was still not satisfied, and continued to run the Heart Sutra to squeeze the spiritual platform, and the phantom of the ancient long sword turned into a red killing sword in his left hand, which became more and more condensed.

In a trance, Wang Peng seemed to see his little brother holding a red killing sword in each hand.

Carrying a sword of heart-piercing, wearing a white jade jue, hungry for evil demons, thirsty for Rakshasa blood!

Then a punch slammed into Huang Yi's chest, different from the previous guillotine knife and blood tassel spear, the heart sword was particularly lethal to a half-spirit like Huang Yi.

The breath was sluggish, the blood-colored flames were even darker, and a wound was broken in the chest, from which infinite blood light escaped, and finally completed the unbearable damage.

Without the sound of talking and laughing, Huang Yi really panicked, unbelievable, and said hideously: "Impossible!

I was a Purple Mansion Realm monk before I was born, and the exercises I practiced were also a five-level Blood Demon Divine Claw, how could I lose to you as a Lingtai Realm monk! ”

Impossible, impossible, impossible!

Huang Yi was furious, and the bloody claws probed into Li Xiuren's chest again, only to be blocked by a punch this time.

The wound on the chest may be a flaw deliberately sold by Huang Yi, and Li Xiuren has always been stingy in figuring out his opponent with the greatest malice.

The blood tassel spear and the heart-killing sword were used together, and punch after punch fell, the injuries became more and more serious, but the momentum became more and more courageous.

"The law of 20,000 years ago, how strong can it be, the Purple Mansion Realm is also a thing of the past.

If you throw this claw-breaking method into the world, it is estimated that it will be at the level of five turns. ”

Li Xiuren sneered, and threw a punch again, adding a hole to Huang Yi's body.

Shenzhou's law tends to be used more and more, and the military killing fist he uses is deleted and modified by Xiang Guang, the general of Zhao Guoda, who is a strong Yang God, and it will not be much worse than the bloody god claws.

As a mixture of false memories, yang god thoughts, and bones, Huang Yi's will was completely distorted at this moment, and his power was gradually weakened by the Heart Sword.

Vicious circle, the strength is not enough, the will is distorted, and the will is twisted out of the claw, so it is not so fierce, and then it is even more defeated by Li Xiuren.

Blood-colored points of light continued to escape from Huang Yi's body, and the blood-colored flames were completely extinguished, and finally even his body became illusory.

"I don't want to die!"

With the last mournful roar, Huang Yi was slammed by Li Xiuren's punch, turning into a sky full of blood, like fireworks set off indoors, drifting away with a gust of wind.

Li Xiuren gasped, his true power consumption was a little large, but fortunately, the Sword of the Heart restrained Huang Yi, otherwise he might not be able to level the mountains and seas with the sword.

The blood in his eyes had not yet faded, and Li Xiuren looked at Wang Peng and looked at the latter with a chill down his spine.