"Grandma, how is my sister's strength?" Li Xianyu approached her grandmother and humbly asked for advice.

Even Li Xianyu's eyesight couldn't see what the strength of the ice slag was. The realm of the Extreme Road is a vast blue sky, and it is difficult to understand it if you are not in it. For example, the top S-rank is already an unattainable power in the eyes of ordinary blood.

But I didn't know that there are many kinds of top S-levels, and there is a huge difference in strength.

Li Xianyu is in this state now, in a state of unconsciousness. He was like this, and the others were even more confused. They all have expressions of "I don't know what I'm fighting, but I'm very powerful".

Although Grandma is a stupid girl, she has rich experience and high vision, and she once stood at the peak of the pole. He was the only person he could ask for advice on.

"There is no doubt about the Extreme Dao realm, but with the flames and qi fluctuations displayed, it has not reached its peak. Grandma looked at her motionlessly.

"Not to the peak?!" Li Xianyu frowned secretly.

There is one thing he has never figured out, the ancient demons died once after all, the stronger the life, the more difficult it is to recover, and it is understandable that they are not at the peak. But why is the ice slag not at its peak?

Soon, the frescoes in the Pantheon came to mind, and the immortal bird finally won and got the fruit, and it flew to the gate that stood in the sky, and God closed the door in time, causing it to be half impaired.

Thinking of the eggshell-like fragments found in the lair, is it possible to speculate that the ice slag also died once.

Until twenty years ago, Li Wuxiang entered the Pantheon Palace, he broke out of his shell, and with the intruder came to the world, he became a brother and sister with himself, and then slowly accumulated strength, and now he has returned to the extreme, but he is still a little short of the peak?

In order to hide from others, or for some reason, she deposited the fruit on herself.

"Then if you fight, who can win?" Li Xianyu asked, remembering a famous anchor.

"I'm better at the gas machine, but her flames are too powerful, and each has its own strengths. Besides, fighting pays attention to the right time, place and people, and external factors will also play a vital role, so it's hard to say. Grandma replied solemnly.

"Grandma, is your neck uncomfortable? ”

"Nope. ”

"Then why do you talk with your neck stalking?

Just don't look at me. ”

"Little brute. Grandma gritted her teeth and scolded him.

The little brute actually hinted that he looked at his ugly things, and he was so bold that he didn't take her as a grandmother in his eyes more and more.

Could it be that in his eyes, she is an immodest woman who can be ridiculed at will and her words are defiled?

Grandma was angry and didn't bother with her great-grandson.

Li Xianyu was confused, and couldn't understand why her grandmother was so angry for no reason.

At this time, Tsuchikuda Hao came over and looked at him: "What's wrong with your face, you've been wearing a mask and sunglasses." ”

Of course, the delicate-minded Li Xianyu didn't forget to let Huayang's mother conjure up these things, otherwise the heir of the Li family has a charming face, will he still be a man in the future?

Unlike the previous timeline, his charm ability was only for Li Peiyun, as everyone was in a state of extreme fear, as if the end was coming. Didn't take care of him, didn't confront the charm ability.

Of course, I didn't see the face of the heirs of the Li family.

Although he was fascinated by many descendants of the Tenjin Shrine and the official organization last time, it is very emotional, but it is foreseeable that in the future, his women's clothing deeds in the island country will become famous in the world.

The after-effects, that's huge.

"My face was burned. Li Xianyu said casually.

Tian Hao looked at him suspiciously. Doesn't this guy heal himself, such a trivial thing as a burn, he needs to be fully armed to cover his face so tightly?

The Blood Knight happened to be next to him, and explained casually: "You don't know? ”

"I see. Tian Hao is fluent in English and has standard pronunciation.

Among the ten gods of Baoze, the highest education is Wuwukai, and the second echelon is Tushen Tian Hao, Thunder Emperor Lin Chuan, White God, and Fighting God. The rest are either elementary school graduates, such as the god of fire, such as the god of food. Either you haven't read a book, such as Sanwu, such as the ape god.

Among them, Tian Hao is the most versatile, likes to sing and dance rap, and occasionally plays basketball.

"Tsk, I suspect that the Li family has mental illness. The Blood Knight heard Pace's voice, echoing in his head.

"Violent tendencies?victim paranoia?" Blood Knight guessed.

Everyone will have some mental illnesses to a greater or lesser extent, and after being strongly stimulated, the latent mental illness will attack, aggravate, and finally become a perversion.

Li Xianyu's upgrade path is to kill and be killed, a bitter horse, so it is normal to have mental illness.

Pace didn't answer him, kept silent, as a gentleman, she would not expose other people's psychological flaws and habits behind her back, but she secretly swore in her heart that she would keep an eye on the blood knight in the future and not let him get too close to Li Xianyu.

As a teacher and girlfriend, she is obligated to train the Blood Knight to be a man of integrity

"Woohoo"

The sound of the tail spur assault was like a shrill whistle, and the speed of the short range exceeded that of any firearm invented by man. It's so fast that you can't see the afterimage, and even when you hear the sound, it's stabbed hundreds of times.

Only a half-step pole master can barely catch the afterimage, but it is difficult to avoid it, and the Blood Knight has suffered on this tail, and his fastest reaction is to block with Revatin, or rely on Perth to condense the entity to "block the gun".

But in front of the ice slag, it is not a matter of concern at all, and the palm of the hand is slapped up and down, left and right, which can always defuse the attack of the poisonous tail.

The two of them gradually reached the cemetery from the Arakawa River, and everything along the way turned into a sea of fire, and the ground melted into magma, and then cracked and devastated the ground.

The official organization had to retreat again, and some people held their heads and said in frustration: "The cemetery is going to be destroyed, and the resting place of the ancestors is also going to be destroyed." ”

The kings were silent.

This is obvious, two humanoid nuclear bombs fight, the destruction of the cemetery is inevitable. It's a thank god that people didn't fight in Tokyo.

"Whew!"

The tail spike finally broke through the undead bird's block and successfully stabbed her chest, but the next moment, the poison-tailed master roared in pain.

The blazing molten slurry carbonizes the tail spines and erodes its tail in such a way that it is like the butt of a cigarette, constantly eroding and burning.

The poisonous tail master made a decision immediately, and his palm was like a knife, and the qi flowed, and he cut off the tail with a pop.

The undead drew out the carbonized severed tail, but also brought out a large amount of blood, brighter than molten lava.

The battle between the two continued, and the cemetery did not last long in the hands of the two ancient demons, and soon turned into black scorched earth and red magma.

The two sides parted, and the Poison Tail Dominator ploughed through the magma with his legs, steadied himself, and then fixed his eyes on the chest of the undead bird, which was no longer flowing red and bright blood, but the wound had not healed for a long time.

If you have to find the ability to restrain the undead birds in the ancient demons, the black dragon's water ability is one, but depending on the environment, it is naturally no problem in the sea. But not on land. If it is in the volcano, it is the immortal bird that restrains the black dragon.

The poison of the poisonous tail can restrain the self-healing of the undead bird, but self-healing is only an ability incidental to rebirth. Strictly speaking, there is no restraint.

But today, his self-healing ability was wrong, and the wound caused by the tail spur was supposedly healed in an instant. But the wound on the undead bird's chest has not yet healed completely, and this is a wound that can only be caused by the Grass Pheasant Sword.

However, the Pheasant Sword is not in Poisontail's hands.

"Something is wrong with your abilities?" the Poison Tail Juggernaut was keenly aware of this.

"Hmm. The immortal bird calmly admitted.

"Your rebirth in the Pantheon Palace Nirvana must have been a problem with the digestion of the fruit!" "The Poison Tail Lord said in a deep voice, "Where is the fruit, how to absorb its energy, how to transcend?"

"I want to know how to transcend, and you will see me here again?" the immortal bird sneered, "The fruit is in my body, you can come and take it." ”

"Sure enough, it backfired. Poisontail's eyes lit up.

"It has nothing to do with fruit, Nirvana is because I am pregnant and have a son, so part of the authority is divided. ”

"Pregnant?" Poison Tail was stunned for a moment, and since he felt that he had been fooled, he said angrily: "You are fooling me." ”

It is impossible for a creature like them to have offspring, and the more perfect a creature evolves, the harder it is to reproduce. And at the level of domination, the possibility of procreation is almost cut off, because there is no living thing in the world that can match their genes.

Even the ancient demons can't give birth to offspring, and the dominants are different species, with reproductive isolation.

"You're still the same as before, you like to ask questions, you chattered and asked before the fight, and you remember being slapped by the master of lust? The immortal bird said it didn't want to talk to it anymore.

"I don't remember. The Poisontail Juggernaut was a little annoyed, and was accidentally reminded of an unpleasant past by him.

"Then hit until you remember. The undead bird unfurled its flame wings behind him, and with a slight flash, the whole person crashed into the arms of the Poison Tail Master, pushing it and flying out.

The two of them turned into a line of fire parallel to the ground.

In modern parlance, let's not beep if we can do it.

The undead bird threw a swift punch, its fist as fast as lightning, raining down on the face and head of the Poison Tail Master.

Then press down, press the Poisontail Juggernaut to the ground, and continue to punch. The arms seemed to be turned into a pile driver, the ground shook, the gas engine boiled, the fire element was disturbed, and the earth and stone were melted.

The battle between the ancient demons is so bloody, they don't engage in bells and whistles, they punch and punch meat.

This is a combat habit accumulated over countless years, and when you meet, you are strong, using only abilities and fists. Whoever uses spells is grandson.

Under the scorching fist blow, Poison Tail's entire face quickly melted, revealing Sensen's white bones. With a low roar, it kicked the undead bird, which spread its wings and burst into the sky.

The Poison Tail Juggernaut also flew into the sky, grabbed the undead bird's ankle, bang, fist back, and knee hit. Finally, with both hands clasped, he punched the immortal bird into the molten slurry.

Li Xianyu watched from a distance, feeling that he had returned to the bloodline realm when he first entered the bloodline, facing the top S-level, the God of War of the Ancient God Sect in Sanli and a Half Village.

As for the strength of the blow just now, it was replaced by an old monk who had no discipline, and he went to see the Buddha on the spot.

The Poison Tail Juggernaut floated in mid-air, not chasing the undead bird, and it breathed deeply, and then its chest bulged like an inflated chest. Just when Li Xianyu thought it was about to explode itself, a large purple mist erupted from the poison exhalation tail.

The purple mist floated lightly, blending into the thick lead clouds, and the sky turned purple, and a purple rain drifted down.

"Sneer"

The rain fell on the molly, as if something bad had happened in the laboratory while doing a chemical experiment, the molten slurry boiled and purple smoke filled. Gradually, the red magma was stained with a clearly visible layer of light purple.

He changed the environment Li Xianyu's heart moved and made a judgment.

The Ice Slag burns all the food that can be burned in the vicinity with the power of the overbearing flames, turning the trees into char and melting the earth into magma, creating an environment that is beneficial to itself.

The Poison Tail Juggernaut is not a black dragon, and he cannot manipulate the water element to extinguish the flames, so he retreats to the next best thing and rains poison to make the environment as beneficial as possible.

It's the top of the evolutionary pyramid.

Human descendants can only adapt to the environment, find a favorable environment, and they can change the environment.

If it weren't for the extermination of the ancient demons, the bloodline realm would face a huge crisis, and the position of the overlord of the human world would also be shaken.

What's the use of a thermal weapon, no matter how powerful it is?

When people run to your political center and a poisonous rain, the fragile human race is basically GG.

The characters who manipulate the center of political power with their doppelgangers can easily become the emperor behind the scenes. Well, the bigwigs at the pinnacle of power may not be without the support of super masters.

But the ancient demon wants to subvert human society and create turmoil, which is too simple.

Fortunately, they have no interest in dominating the world, and their hearts are all tied to the fruit.

The Poison-tailed Juggernaut swooped down, his legs kicking towards the undead bird. The latter raises his arm to block.

Rumble!

The gas exploded, and the wind drifted over with poisonous smoke.

Several of the Bloodies were caught off guard, and after a few puffs, they screamed and rolled to the ground, their skin first stained purple, and then their flesh and blood dissipated, turning into a pool of foul-smelling rotting corpses. Even the clothes he was carrying were rotten.

"Hold your breath!" Li Xianyu shouted.

"Hold your breath. Yui Aoki translated for him, and at the same time puffed up the qi machine and discharged the wisps of purple smoke that was blowing in his face.

Li Xianyu sniffed a few bites, and then felt that his lungs and esophagus were burning, like a dry bottle and two pots.

"My clothes are not afraid of poisonous smoke, because I don't have any bad clothes, Cuihua!" Li Xianyu grasped Cuihua's mouth and nose with his hand, and handed the slender and hairless pastoral cat to Yui Aoki.