The hall is full of 3,000 guests, and a sword is cold in 14 states.

I don't know if I'm drunk or not, but the Baoze employees who are shrouded in sword light are all cold, and their breathing is like a blockage. This is different from the previous bloodline suppression, which is the fear imprinted deep in the genes, not knowing what to do, not knowing where to go, out of instinct.

And at this moment, witnessing this sword light that seemed to break through the Hongmeng, their fear was like ordinary people seeing a firearm, it was a clear fear.

The dark cyan humanoid creature exploded its scalp, not because of how strong the sword light was, but because it was keenly aware of the threat, similar to encountering a fierce opponent in the food chain.

The sword light came extremely fast, like a divine light descending from the sky, and by the time the dark cyan humanoid creature reacted, it had already slashed above its head.

He raised his right arm, and the dark cyan arm was tattooed with exaggerated muscles, and thick veins seemed to blow out the surface of the skin.

Rumble!

Shatter the sword light with one punch.

Li Xianyu appeared in the white light that exploded, kicked his legs on his chest, kicked it and staggered, his right arm was raised, and the white light in the sky was retracted, and the sword of qi recondensed, slashing towards the head of the ancient demon relic.

The latter leaned back slightly, avoiding the blade, and the sword of qi turned into a deep sword mark in its throat, almost severing half of its neck.

Under the whole world, excluding the masters of the same realm, the only means that can effectively kill and injure the ancient demon relics at low levels is the sword of qi.

"The demon Dao forgets the dust, he should have killed this demon before his three-talent swordsmanship was completed, and there would be no endless troubles today. "The ancient demon relict spoke for the first time, an electronic synthesized voice, neither male nor female, neither old nor young.

The Three Talents Swordsmanship, the Sword of Meaning to protect the mind, and the Sword of Qi to strengthen the body, both of which are defensive means against slimes.

Only the sword of qi is a swordsmanship that suppresses and kills the relics of ancient demons.

"Qingshi, I didn't expect it to be you. After Li Xianyu's accident, he regained his calm.

It sounds like this guy is fueling the tragedy of the Forgotten Dust Dao?

"Your sword of qi can hurt me, but not enough to kill me. Qingshi looked Li Xianyu up and down: "Where's the fruit?"

"The fruit is here," Li Xianyu took out his wallet and raised it: "If you want to, you can take it, but I have a few things I want to ask you." ”

Qingshi didn't speak, but looked at him silently and didn't move.

"Do you know where the Lord of the Pantheon is?"

"Thanks to your adoptive father, I know what to expect. ”

Li Xianyu's heart froze, bluffing me, I still really understand, if it is true, the ice slag situation is not good.

"What is your relationship with other ancient demons? ”

"Guess. ”

"Alliances, I guess. ”

The ancient demon relics were obviously stunned, and they didn't explain, and even allowed the surviving Baoze employees to take out blood vessels to treat Wuwukai and the black god and the other wounded were indifferent, and these bloodlines were like ants in its eyes, blocking the way, and trampling to death. Don't get in the way, and don't bother to kill.

However, with the nature of Baoze, in the end, it is inevitable that he will stand in the opposing camp, so Baoze's people will be killed sooner or later.

He asked, "Why not competition?"

"Lord of the Pantheon. Li Xianyu's answer was concise and to the point.

In the past, he had suspected that the ancient demons who escaped from the Pantheon Palace competed with each other and hunted each other, but when his adoptive father had an accident, he entered the Pantheon Palace to seek new clues and answers, and after seeing the egg, he suddenly understood.

It's true that the ancient demons are competitive, but they are also allies, just as they were in the primeval era when they teamed up to snatch the fruit.

The Lord of the Pantheon is not dead, and their alliance is a matter of course.

"Smart, you are smarter than Li Wuxiang and Li Xiong, I chose them because they have good talents, but their brains are very average. If it was you who met back then, I would only take you away. The young master laughed "humming".

"It's just a simple reasoning, thanks to the fact that I loved watching Conan when I was a kid. Not only am I proficient in reasoning, but I am also proficient in a hundred methods of murder in secret rooms. You eight lambs are hiding so deeply, it turns out that you are afraid of the master of the Pantheon Palace. ”

Behind the scenes, there is naturally a reason for behind-the-scenes manipulation, I didn't think about it before, but now I know.

Li Xianyu, who had a lot of thoughts, couldn't help but think about another question, is the master of the Pantheon really dead, or is he not dead?

"I just don't understand, back then, the eight of you couldn't fight the master of the Pantheon Palace, and after escaping from the Pantheon Palace one after another, why didn't you rescue the other ancient demons?"

After all, one more helper has a better chance of winning.

"Why do you want to save them? They didn't make it out of the Pantheon, and that's how they should be. The tone of the young master is as it should be.

Li Xianyu nodded.

It is often said in the bloodline world that human ethics and morality cannot be used to measure aliens, and aliens are still like this, let alone ancient demons. They live in the barbaric era of natural selection, the law of the jungle is deep in the bone marrow, and the ancient demons such as slime succubi, who are unable to escape from the Pantheon, die here, in their opinion, is the greatest reason.

He shouldn't have used his human mind to figure out the ancient demons.

"The last question is, what is the purpose of your competition for fruit? ”

Qingshi replied to him with eight words: "The universe is reversed, and the stars are changing." ”

"It sounds like it's going to destroy the world. ”

"It is okay to say that when the fruit was born, the world was destroyed once. After the young master finished speaking, his gaze fell on his dantian position: "How long will the Peerless Battle Spirit be hidden? ”

"I didn't want to stall for time, I just wanted to say a few words before the fight. Solve the problem that has been bothering me for a long time. ”

"The unparalleled battle soul of the half-step extreme realm is comparable to my physique, what can I do. The young master laughed wildly.

The laughter wanted to be in the ears of Baoze employees, and everyone's faces were like earth, and their expressions were desperate.

The white god squirmed in his arms and blood, and the slowly healing body was mixed with joy and sorrow.

Happily, after the multi-tube blood medicine injection, his injury finally improved, indicating that as long as the blood medicine was enough, the black god's life could be saved.

Sadly, the remaining number of Baoze employees is no longer enough to form a battle formation, which means that the unequaled battle spirit is not capable of turning the tide.

Wu Wukai lay in the arms of the girl killer, and spit out a breath of turbidity helplessly and relievedly: "I was lucky to survive, but I can't escape death after all." ”

An employee of Baoze had an emotional breakdown and ran desperately for his life.

Everyone was about to follow suit, when they saw the young master disappear on the spot, blocked the way of the fleeing employees, and used a ruthless hand: "You ants, self-proclaimed law enforcers, the rules are messy, and it is uncomfortable. ”

"Grandma!" Li Xianyu yelled, and decided that it was you.

The black light of the dantian surged, condensing into the body of the grandmother in mid-air, and she rushed away close to the ground, with a fierce momentum of wanting to fight with the young master to fight for life and death.

The tentacle monster hurriedly urged the tentacle and pulled back the colleague who almost lost his life in the hand of the ancient demon.

The employees of Baoze gathered together, and they were apprehensive in their hearts, it was obvious that the ancient demon relics did not intend to leave them a way to live, and the only hope was the unequaled battle spirit.

But can she win?

Impossible!

Everyone tugged at each other's hearts, watching the woman's battle spirit step all the way to the earth and pounce on the ancient demon relics.

Grandma jumped into the air and threw a punch condescendingly, and the young master's knees sank slightly, and he also returned the punch.

The delicate white fist and the thick and huge cyan fist are in stark contrast.

Bumped together.

On the spot, it was like a cannonball thrown in, and the gas engine exploded, and the layers of shock waves made people mistakenly think that they were in the vast ocean and were being hit by the waves.

Baoze employees were swept out one after another, the white god hugged the black god, and there was no time to escape, so she had to protect her husband under her, and several pieces of magic weapon fragments were wrapped in air waves and shot in, nailed into her thighs, blood beads splashed, and her tears burst into pain.

"Bang!"

Hearing another muffled sound, everyone reluctantly looked up, and saw the ancient demon relics with a foot in the lower abdomen of the unequaled battle soul, and when they landed, the women's war spirit flew out upside down like a cannonball, and after landing, it was like a leather ball, bouncing and falling out of the distance.

Seeing this scene, despair rose in the psychology of Baoze employees.

"Half-step Extreme Peerless Battle Soul ......" Qingshi shook his head, as if he didn't bother to evaluate.

The body of the Peerless Battle Soul can be compared to the Ancient Demon, so she is known as immortal and immortal, in other words, the Peerless Battle Soul is actually the tenth Ancient Demon. If she had been born in primeval times, she would have a place on the throne of the king of the world.

The creativity of human beings is simply terrifying, suppressed in the Pantheon for countless years, and after coming out, the world has changed greatly, at first it was unbelievable that it was a humble creature like a human being who sat on the throne of the world.

You must know that in the era when he dominated the world, human beings were not yet born, but weak creatures like humans can be found everywhere, living at the bottom of the food chain. But such a species has become the winner of natural selection, stepping on the white bones of countless races and ascending to the throne.

But slowly, he discovered the shining point of the human species, not wisdom, those powerful, top-level ancient demons back then had wisdom that was not inferior to humans, or even higher.

It's creativity.

For example, all kinds of weapons and tools born in modern scientific and technological achievements.

For example, the Warrior Spirit!

Qingshi looked at Li Xianyu, not hiding the murderous intent and greed in his red pupils.

The fruit is in him, and the man is to be killed.

The unparalleled war spirit in the world is afraid of the rampaging warrior spirit, and he is not afraid.

The cyan afterimage flashed and disappeared, and his right arm was struck horizontally, in a vain attempt to shatter Li Xianyu's head.

In the distance, the hearts of Baoze employees suddenly lifted.

Worried about him, but also helpless for him.

Top S-level, no matter how beautiful it is, when you meet the ancient demon relics of the extreme realm, four words are enough to describe: Tuji tile dog.

"When I'm muddy. Li Xianyu said this arrogant sentence, but his expression changed rapidly, his brows frowned slightly, and he was pitiful: "Spare your life~"

The sun rises in the east, and I am the only one.

The swept arm was stunned.

But it was only a slight pause.

That's enough.

The furious qi machine gushed out, the shiny red light climbed up the pupils, Li Xianyu's right arm flirted, and the sword of qi cut off the arm of the young master, catching him off guard, and at the same time, an iron mountain knocked it away, and the sword of qi beheaded it again.

Two slashes that cut straight to the head are not the same in power. Last time, it was the top S-class, and this time, it was a half-step pole.

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