Rumble! Rumble!

The fluctuations of the battle in the starry sky were so strong that the stars were shaky.

The fist intent and blood qi bloomed and burned with brilliance, like two eternally burning stars colliding vertically and horizontally, fighting fiercely.

Hulala~~

Shuttling through, like two humanoid stars crossing the starry sky, the power of the battle spreads out, destroying layers of space along the way.

There was a star that was directly collapsed by the huge force of two people who fell to the ground and hit their fists, and the star exploded!

"Come on! Again! ”

Nothingness was drunk, the blood all over his body was boiling, and red erupted from his pores.

Chen Xixiang walked coldly, fisting in the void, domineering and masculine, shuttling uncertainly, crushing through layers of space.

Rumble!

A punch bombarded the past, hearty, smashed on the opponent, and also suffered the opponent's fist.

The Void Dao Fruit in his body continued to melt, and the flesh and blood power and martial arts experience in the Terrifying God King and the Immortal Monument were also slowly flowing into his fist.

This battle is not destined to be a collision that can be won or lost in one or two years.

Both he and the Void One regard each other as each other's whetstones, and want to use this to advance to the next realm of martial arts.

…………

In the starry sky, the two people fought at the same time.

In the world, the sun rises and the moon sets, spring goes to autumn, and ten years have passed in a hurry.

Emperor Qian, the Peacock King, the Four Great Masters and others would still occasionally look up at the starry sky outside the world, but with their sight, they couldn't see anything.

I only know that those two incomparably powerful people are still fighting in the depths of the starry sky.

"I don't know who defeated whom in the end?"

The Peacock King had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Obviously, the realm of the fist master outside the sky is faintly above the Oneiroi machine, and it doesn't seem to have taken the slightest advantage, which still shows the horror of the Oneiroi machine.

In the palace of Yujing City, Emperor Qiandi Yang Yun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:

"I hope the Oneiroi machine will be completely killed in the starry sky!"

But he completely put his hope on the person in the starry sky, after all, for everyone in the world, Chen Xixiang's invincible majesty in the world for three hundred years was too strong.

He suppressed his thoughts and withdrew his gaze from the starry sky.

At this time, the eunuch Yin Lianhua sent an excerpt:

"Your Majesty, the people found a fourteen-year-old child in the army, and at the age of weakness, he actually performed military exploits, which is very extraordinary......"

Emperor Qiandi Yang Yunhe's face was slightly shocked when he heard this:

"What? A fourteen-year-old child, repeatedly making war exploits? Is there really such a person? ”

Yin Lianhua lowered her head slightly, and said in a low voice:

"Yes, it is said that this child has a sword on his body, and his image is a bit similar to the original Ancient Panhuang's soul sword, on the battlefield, even if the Martial Saint encounters it, he will be killed by that powerful sword!"

"Panhuang Soul Sword!"

Yang Yunji's face was shocked, this is the sword of the most powerful human emperor in the ancient world, it will actually appear on an eight-year-old child, what is the origin of this child, such a great luck and creation, he can be followed and guarded by the Emperor Soul Sword!

Emperor Qian asked solemnly at this time: "Can you find out his identity?" ”

The eunuch Yin Lianhua took out another silk silk from his cuff and said in a low voice: "There are some speculations, but ...... Please also ask Your Majesty to see it for yourself......"

Emperor Qiandi took it and looked at it, and his heart immediately shook, but he saw a few key words on the silk silk.

"The bloodline of the suspicious prince is in the ...... of the people".

He immediately grabbed the silk silk in his hand, and then stared at Yin Lianhua Dao with a pair of eyes:

"This kid is now in my big cadre army, right, pass on my order, you must cultivate more, and protect it secretly."

"Yes!"

Yin Lianhua bowed and retreated.

Emperor Qiandi held the silk silk, his fists clenched tightly, and his mood was agitated:

"Okay, okay, Pan'er, you actually have such a pearl outside the sea, born with the Panhuang Soul Sword Protector, this is how much fortune and creation this Daqian royal family has, such a monstrous son of luck, it turned out to be your son, Panhuang Shenglingjian, he is a person favored by the Panhuang Emperor, is he destined to be the dragon son and grandson of my Daqian!"

Because of this unexpected surprise, Emperor Qiandi suddenly felt that Chen Xixiang's shadow was much less.

…………

And in another place in the world, the Da Luo faction, the sect from which Hong Xuanji was born.

Since Hong Yi was sent here, ten years have passed, Hong Yi has also grown into a teenager, at this time he was dressed like a scholar, holding a white handkerchief in both hands, and looked at the scene in front of him stupidly.

Collapse! Collapse!

In the courtyard was the sound of air collapsing brought by the wind of fists and feet, as if the man's hands and feet were like a strong bow, and between the stretches and springs, there was a sense of strength.

If you look closely, it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, dressed in red, with a pretty face.

After a boxing exercise, jade sweat broke out on his neck, and he stretched out his hand and spread it in the air, motioning for someone to bring something over.

After a few moments, there was no movement.

The girl frowned slightly.

Another maid-like woman in the courtyard immediately said angrily: "Hong Yi, I didn't see that Senior Sister Feirong finished practicing martial arts, what are you still doing there?" The sect master asked you to come here to serve Senior Sister Rong, not to let you be in a daze here. ”

"Oh! Yes, yes! Hong Yi, who looked like a scholar, woke up in shock, and hurriedly trotted and handed over the handkerchief in his hand: "I'm distracted, I'm sorry." ”

Zhao Feirong took the handkerchief lightly, wiped the sweat on her neck and face, and turned to look at Hong Yi with a smile in her eyes:

"Hong Yi, you are secretly learning from me to practice martial arts!"

Hearing this, Hong Yi's face turned pale, and Huo Ran raised his head.

"What?"

The maid next to her was also slightly stunned, and immediately looked at Hong Yi angrily, and shouted:

"Hong Yi, I said why were you in a daze just now, you were actually peeking at Senior Sister Feirong's boxing skills, you are so bold!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Feirong waved her hand at this time and said lightly:

"Forget it, although he is just a scholar, he is also a member of my Daluo faction, and it is nothing to look at, it's just that I have a request, after you read it, you must study hard, you can't slack off, if you don't understand, you can come and ask me, otherwise, I will teach you a good lesson!"

When Hong Yi heard this, his eyes showed surprise: "Thank you, Senior Sister Feirong!" ”

Concubine Zhao said lightly: "Okay, you can step down." ”

……

After Hong Yi left.

The maid frowned and asked puzzledly: "Miss, why are you so good to him, and let him learn martial arts, if you don't understand, come to ask you, this is different from the sect master's meaning, do you really treat him as a younger brother." ”

Zhao Fei'er was promoted to the sect leader of the Daluo faction three years ago, and there is only one meaning for Hong Yi to stay in the Daluo faction, that is, as long as he does not die, how can he let Hong Yi be clothed and fed.

Zhao Feirong smiled coldly at this time, and said: "Hong Yi, he is just a sinister species, how can he be my father's son, let alone my younger brother, he is also worthy, I let him practice martial arts, and he came to ask me when he didn't understand, in order to let him practice martial arts by himself, but he didn't have enough nutritional support, if this continues, sooner or later he will have problems with his practice, and his practice will break the foundation. ”

Poor in literature, rich in martial arts.

I don't have enough nutritional support, and I dare to learn martial arts boxing with inhuman training intensity.

After hearing this, the maid was shocked, she didn't expect that Miss Feirong would have such a meticulous scheming at such a young age, and she was worthy of being the daughter of Uncle Hong.

Zhao Feirong had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, turned around and threw up her skirt, and returned to the house:

"Go, bring my little yuan mussel essence bead, I just finished practicing a set of boxing, and I need to make up for it."

"Yes."

The maid turned around and went to fetch the martial arts orb that contained a terrifying essence.

After a while, the jewel was boiled into soup, and after Zhao Feirong drank it, her face was full of red light.

But, neither of them knows,

On Zhao Feirong's body, a small insect invisible to the naked eye flashed away on her body, frantically absorbing the essence of the Yuan Mussel that was swallowed up in her body, and after devouring it.

It disappeared strangely, wandered in the air, and finally appeared in the palm of Hong Yi's hand somewhere in the Great Luo Sect.

At this time, Hong Yi has an indescribable temperament, although he is still just a teenager, he actually gives people an extraordinary feeling of holding a pearl of wisdom.

I couldn't see the promise in the small courtyard before, as if it was all an illusion, a pretend in front of Zhao Feirong.

At this time, he looked at the 'Hongmeng little worm' in his palm, like an insect but not a worm, like a dragon not a dragon, and whispered to himself in his heart:

"Zhao Feirong, I originally regarded you as a sister, and I thought you were kind, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious, and after I learned boxing, I became a waste because of my physical failure due to poor nutritional supplements, so it's no wonder that I ......"

Integrating this little worm into the palm of his hand, Hong Yi immediately felt that the incomparably abundant essence was integrated into his body.

He used the martial arts that Zhao Feirong had practiced before.

Collapse! Collapse!

The explosion of the air was even more terrifying than Zhao Feirong.

After a punch, I felt that my skin membrane muscles and bones were a little bit solid.

Call~

Hong Yi exhaled a breath, his mind flashed with the power of this Hongmeng worm, and secretly praised:

"Hongmeng's parasitic recipe is worthy of the ancient martial arts method left to me by my father on the origin true crystal, parasitic in other people's bodies, taking nutrition from other people's bodies, and practicing the culmination, and even other people's martial arts experience and spiritual realm can be captured, with this magic skill, I am afraid that there is no nutrition in martial arts."

Originally, a teenager about thirteen years old could not have such a deep scheming, but he was forced to send people to the fence for ten years, and after suffering from cold eyes, he inevitably became deep in his mind to protect himself.

Looking at a white crystal in his palm, Hong Yi said to himself:

"When I was three years old, I got the "Hongmeng Parasitic Technique" on the Origin True Crystal, but unfortunately the starting point of this magic skill was raised, so that I had not refined the first Hongmeng Worm for more than ten years until today, but this also means that from today onwards, it will be a turning point in my life."

Hong Yi looked at the surrounding Da Luo faction at this time, his eyes became cold, and his small gaze seemed to contain the entire Da Luo faction.

"Zhao Feirong, Sect Master Zhao Fei'er, the entire Daluo faction is hating me, and they want to harm me viciously, since you treat me like this, then I will use Hongmeng parasites to parasitize you and rob you of your essence and nutrition, which is also your own fault."

With the Hongmeng parasitism recipe in hand, after practicing the first Hongmeng worm, it already means that the entire Daluo sect will become a container parasitized by him, and he will suck out the nutrition of everyone in the entire sect in a very short period of time.

Using this as a pedal, it will make Hong Yi's cultivation skyrocket by leaps and bounds!

"Three years, or three years, I will be able to cultivate to the realm of human immortals with the Hongmeng parasitic technique!"

Hong Yi slowly raised his head and looked at the starry sky, and his eyes were even colder:

"But, Oneiroi, my uncle! This realm seems to be far from reaching your height, and I heard that in addition to your physical body, you also have the Eight Tribulations Divine Soul. ”

"That means I still need to catch up with you in the spirit, and then I can ask you in front of you......"

He clenched his fists and looked up at the sky, with deep hatred in his eyes:

"How can you be so ruthless and unrighteous to bear to kill my mother and kill you...... Dear sister! ”