"Good magic weapon, boy, today this master not only wants your life, but also your sickle, and also explains to this master here. ”

The old man was furious and took the lead in breaking free from the influence of killing intent.

He is a high-level powerhouse of Yuanying, and he is also a refiner with one of the most noble professions among the Terran monks, how could he have been treated like this, thinking that he has such a profound cultivation, he can't even kill a junior.

What's more, he still has the task assigned above, if he has a heel here, then after he goes back, how should he explain to the master behind him.

This old black pine road, along with his "fellow disciples", was actually the messenger sent to Beiliang by Xiliang. The intention is to win over the hearts of the people in various cities in Beiliang.

The prince's meaning was very clear, he wanted to see a large number of people on the Beiliang side in the next battle of the Northwest to pay tribute to the spirit of his dead unknown son.

He finally caught the line of the Great Iron City, and accepted a disciple with excellent refining qualifications, but now, all his plans were shattered by the white-headed boy in front of him, how could this make him not angry.

"It's just a clown. ”

It was a whisper, but it resounded in the sky. Bai Ye smiled lightly, a sense of madness was reflected in his temperament, and scarlet lines began from his left eye and spread towards the surroundings of his eyes.

Countless ancient blood-colored runes flowed from the heavy pupils of his left eye, they were evolving, and Bai Ye knew that when this evolution ended, it would be the time when a supreme divine power that was not inferior to the true Extreme Cold Artistic Conception was born.

"Senior sister, you really gave my brother a big gift. ”

He was a little silent, he didn't take it to heart, thinking that although this method was created by a so-called genius of later generations, it was not as good as his Emperor-Killing Inheritance and Fan Li's bloodline, and it could only be compared with his half-tone extremely cold artistic conception.

But now the changes that have happened in his body, he can't help but believe that this is a great supernatural power, and it will not be inferior to the real ancient method of the Flood Desolation.

"Fire, Hellstone. ”

The old man roared angrily, carrying a hammer in his right hand and lifting his left hand as a support. Good boy, today you will fall here. Countless black and fiery flames converged, turning into lava fires in everyone's shocked eyes.

The stream of fire churned in the sky, sweeping away towards the white night with a devastating force. The old man threw the giant hammer in his hand, and countless black and red metal runes flowed, and with the flow of lava and fire, he turned this piece of sky into a furnace for a while, and wanted to kill the white-haired boy.

"It's not good, Lord City, let's retreat quickly, Senior Brother has already moved his true anger, it is a big killing move combined with his refining technique, once it is affected, even if you and I are both Yuan Ying's cultivation, we can't resist its power. ”

In the roar of another Taoist, the three of them survived, but a large number of family members and dead people from the City Lord's Mansion were affected by the aftermath of this Hell Rock and were swallowed by the terrifying flow of fire, and there was no chance to take a look at the Beiliang world.

"This young man's natural posture is not bad, but it's a pity... It is also a fate to fall. ”

In a small, dilapidated wooden building, a woman in purple sat on a wooden chair, and across from her was a young man with black hair. The woman in purple picked up the wine bowl on the table and drank it happily.

The wine is soft in the intestines, and the throat burns like a blazing fire.

This is the wine of Beiliang, turbid, rough, but cold and crisp. This wine is not the best, but it is refreshing to drink, Liuyue looked at the pottery bowl in front of her, until now, she has a dreamlike feeling.

I broke away from the Ancient God Cult of the Northern Wilderness, and I no longer had the slightest relationship with that place. It's just that in this life, she will never be able to see the high-spirited young man with a bow in the secret realm again, she never thought that the last time she met, that is, the eternal pain, but this pain also made her new life.

Hou Yi, a name that only exists in the legends of the wasteland, is engraved in history, and even after endless years, it is still praised by future generations.

But now that he was sitting in front of him and had become his son, it was ............

"He won't fall. ”

"Huh?"

The woman in purple looked at the black-haired young man who was gobbling up, with a look of doubt on her face.

"Mother, you just look. Hou Yi smiled, and then looked up at the sky, looking at the extraordinary young man who was suppressed by the lava furnace.

Mo Cheng, the former emperor, killed the emperor for four generations, he killed in one life, enough to achieve a half-step saint, that person is an existence that even he has to look up to, he doesn't believe in killing him, a molten ant slaughtering scum in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty will make such a character helpless to the point of falling.

"Heavy pupils, left eyes, blood firmament. ”

The white night roared, and his voice changed, like a beast that had just woken up, brutal and bloodthirsty. The scarlet glow shone from his left eye, and at this moment, the luster in Bai Ye's eyes changed, and people could finally see his eyes clearly.

"Blade come, inscribe my way. ”

Twelve blood-colored blades emerged from behind him, and countless blood-colored runes flowed, evolving in the scarlet rays of the twelve blades, and white lines were outlined by these rune inscriptions, like a living dragon, flowing above the blades.

It was the result of the evolution of the Shura Dao, which could be called the Shura pattern, and together with the twelve blades, they were all strange products of the combination of his own inheritance and bloodline.

From the moment the blood melted in the Scripture Pavilion, Bai Ye knew that he had embarked on an unknown path. This path is different from the time of the flood and famine, and it is different from the present world and the present realm, he will go on, and either he will be nirvana like a phoenix and a red bird, or he will perish.

"Heavy ............ Heavy pupils. ”

The entire Iron City, all the monks, were all terrified at this moment. Since the beginning of the Flood, the Terrans have been in a vulnerable situation, being bullied by all races, and their glory has its origin in the decline of the two Lich races.

It is also from this era that the Terrans inherited the fortune of the Heavenly Dao, and there were constantly geniuses and demons appearing, who rose with their indestructible will and outstanding heavenly posture, or intentionally led, or imperceptibly, promoting the rise of the Terrans.

And they have a common feature, or name, - the Eucharist of the Top. As far as the wasteland is concerned, the human race here is actually not a real human race, and although they cultivate the spiritual vein, they use the system of traditional cultivators, but it has changed.

Unlike the system during the flood, it was created by them, and someone walked through it. But these people are all legendary Eucharistic geniuses, and there are almost no ordinary people who can ascend to the Nine Realms.

In the vast years, there was a person, with only a pair of blessed heavy pupils, in the shortest time, from this realm to the Nine Realms, and finally became the legend of the entire desolate realm, since then extinct, leaving only a myth.

The Thousand Pupils of the Northern Darkness, since the moment they were born, have directly raised the power level of the Cold Night Royal Family by several levels. Today's troubled times are beginning to appear, but geniuses are constantly being born, and anyone with a discerning eye can see what the future will be.

And in front of them, there was actually another person who respected the pupil who was born.

Intense blood, bright and demonic, in the form of air currents, spread around the left eye of the white night towards the heavenly dome above him, and countless phantoms appeared from the heavenly dome, and together they formed a strange picture.

The blood and qi collapse into the clouds, and the sky is hidden. Countless creatures, monsters, spirits, strange races, or creatures with strong breaths, all appeared at this moment, roaring in the blood-stained sky, showing their extraordinaryness.

"That'...... That giant is the legendary silver-blooded giant, a super-level race that can ascend to the Nine Realms as soon as he reaches adulthood. ”

"That......... That illusory shadow that is both real and illusory belongs to the Celestial Race, isn't that the race of the previous era?"

"That's the White Bone Demon, the legendary immortal creature. ”

"That's the Demon Hunter, a legendary creature dedicated to hunting demons, and has always been sacred........."

Countless monks opened their eyes, and even worse, they could even stuff an egg in their mouths. They were shocked and speechless at the same time, what the hell was going on, why was there such a scene.

"Look, look, it's changed, that picture. ”

I don't know who roared, and for a while everyone looked at the sky. I saw that all the creatures they had just seen, the ones they knew, and the ones they didn't know, were now turned into white bones, and they fell into the blood-colored sky.

"The boy...... What exactly is the way to come from. ”

Mu Tianfeng felt a little remorse in his heart, that was a heavy pupil, after experiencing the incident in the Beifeng Frontier, the term heavy pupil has become a taboo.

What kind of son do you raise, it's really ......

"Master Ben doesn't care what kind of heavy pupil you are, give Master Ben death. ”

In the blood-colored sky, there was an old man's roar. With a fierce crane chirping, countless black feathers swept through, like a terrifying sharp knife, ignoring all obstacles, attacking and killing the back of the white night.

"Boom. ”

Bai Ye raised his hand, formed a fist, and blasted towards the flames of the furnace in front of him. With just one blow, it left an irreparable crack on the flame barrier, and Bai Ye looked back at the old bird rider not far away, and a gleam erupted in his eyes.

"This ......... No way!!"

The hearts of the Black Song Dao people stirred up stormy waves, just because the furnace he had built with ninety percent true yuan and a lot of hard work was shattered. Two punches, that's all, if you have to say more, it's two punches plus a pupil.

Bai Ye looked at the Black Song Dao person in front of him, and his heart was filled with surprise. It's just because he can see through everything about this old man with just his left eye, his cultivation, his bones, his veins, and even his dantian............ None of this could be hidden from his eyes.

This is only some of the basic applications of the double pupil method, but it is already a bit against the sky.

"Next, I'm going to ...... you Kill!" a faint smile appeared on the corner of Bai Ye's mouth. A pair of pupils stared at the old Tao in front of him, his left eye was murderous, and his right eye was cold.

"A few of you, what are you looking at, and you haven't come over to help, do you all want to die!"