Yan Kingdom, the School Palace, has long been inhabited by humans, and the mysterious boy is standing on the pontoon.

But whether it was a middle-aged man with a national character face who was a general of Wei State, or a senior sister of Luoyu Sword Gate, they had all seen this and recognized him as the holy son of the Great Wei Holy Gate.

They were imprisoned for five years, cut off from foreign sources, and at this time they still thought that this person was Miyahisa.

"I've seen the Holy Son!" a continuous voice rang out.

Xia Ji didn't explain, his consciousness shrouded this side, and he naturally heard the conversation in the distance just now, knowing that these people were Wei prisoners of war.

So, he said gently, "I'll take you back." ”

Many of the prisoners of war were overjoyed, but others were sober.

The fierce man covered in scars took a step: "The Holy Son doesn't need to take care of us, this is in the enemy country, and it will be a burden to take us away." ”

The Guozi-faced general got up and stepped forward, and the woman beside him hurriedly pulled him, but the middle-aged man still raised his voice and said: "Wu thinks it's good, the Holy Son must have his own affairs when he comes here, and he and I also have a chance encounter, so that I can see a lot of swallow dogs die first before I die, and we can already look at it." ”

"So, don't worry about us, please kill the swallow dog!"

"Please kill the swallow dog!"

At first, only a few people knelt down, and then the hundred and ten prisoners of war knelt down one after another, facing the Holy Son who held the "scorching sun" in the snow.

Xia Ji said quietly: "Wait for your wishes, I already know, you all go outside the wall, wait." ”

The self-proclaimed Wu-faced general got up and said yes.

And the rest of them also stood up.

The scarred man walked a few steps, and suddenly turned around and said, "Holy Son, don't take care of us and affect the big thing, otherwise, I, Zhao, will die and hate myself." ”

Standing in the Red Lotus Blood Pool, the corners of the young man's lips on the pontoon bridge moved, and then he suddenly laughed loudly: "I am the regent of Great Wei, what I have done, do I still need you to give me guidance?"

If I want to take you, no one will be able to stop me.

!"

Everyone was shocked, the regent of Great Wei? What happened to this Wei country?

The former Son of the Holy Gate in front of him has become a king?

The last rolling word, for some reason, this group of prisoners of war felt extremely gentle, as if they were cared for and cared for.

The ruthless man wanted to say more, but the middle-aged man with a national character face stepped forward and beat his chest with his fist, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, listen to the adults." ”

A group of prisoners of war naturally knew that this big man was here and had his own secrets and missions, so they let them get out of the way and avoid suspicion.

One hundred and ten people leaned against the yellow wall that stretched for more than a kilometer.

There are brothers, husbands and wives, and lone knights, all of whom once worked for the Wei State, and are now in the enemy's territory...

For five years, they were abandoned and no one asked.

...

"This Blood Boiling Demon Skill is a mysterious power, which makes the blood temperature of the people around him rise sharply, and even boil...

Sure enough, these mystics not only need to be comprehended, but also need a special breath in the mystical carrier itself...

Again, this has been verified.

As for how powerful the occult method is, it is likely to be related to the occult qi unit.

Whether or not the occult method can be used is related to whether the 'authority' of the occupying heaven and earth can be used. ”

Xia Ji meditated, he had just entered the Tongxuan, and many questions needed to be pondered.

"Suppose there is an existence with more than 100 units of Xuan Qi fighting against me at this time, then in this world, I am afraid that the power I can use to mobilize is very small, if it is an enemy with more than 1,000 units... Then, I'm afraid I can only use my true qi to fight him in a decisive battle.

This percentage is unknown.

According to my previous battle with the Twilight Mountain Shadow, I can roughly guess that if 99 units of Xuan Qi fight 1 unit of Xuan Qi, then the former can control 99% of the heaven and earth, while the latter can only control 1 percent.

It seems that the number of Xuan Qi is the key to victory?

It's a pity that my talent can't be exchanged for Xuan Qi, saying that the level is not enough, and the previous exchange of my emotions also means that the level is not enough, how can I do this to upgrade?"

Xia Ji looked at the blood amber, the pupil that had penetrated from the beginning to the pupil that was already a little frightened, he had already comprehended the blood boiling demon skill to the limit, and the only thing left in the future was to be proficient, so he silently recited in his heart: "At the cost of this, exchange internal strength." ”

Response: "Can be exchanged for 100 units of True Qi." ”

It's better than nothing, let's change it, anyway, this kind of magic skill is not a kind of exercise that should be popularized in the world.

The blood amber disappeared from his hand, and a flush that could hardly make Xia Ji's heart move was born in his mind.

True Qi Unit: 8982 units!

"It's not much worse than 10,000, but I only broke through the human limit once at 6,000, and this time it shouldn't be this value. "There are no waves in the ancient well of Xia Ji.

Turning around and heading towards the depths of the pontoon, a leisurely voice sounded, "There is also a mountain scripture, where is it hidden?"

The name of the mountain character scripture and the mountain character scripture, the name of this world's mystic law really makes people want to complain..."

...

Outside the yellow wall, one hundred and ten prisoners of war had already obtained weapons in the blood mist.

Most of the sources of weapons were dead Xuegong disciples.

"I, Wu, told everyone first, if we affect that adult later, we will all be conscious, run out by ourselves, and fight with the swallow dog with the weapon in our hands, so that if we die, it will be much better than the original. ”

"Yes, originally we were going to be skinned and cramped, or we were toyed to death like dogs by the magnates of this Yan Kingdom, but now with the blessing of this adult, it is enough to have a decent death. ”

"But... Who doesn't want to survive. ”

"I... I don't want to die. ”

"Hehe, do you think the adults can take us out of here? This is the central royal capital of the Yan Kingdom, although I don't know what happened in the Wei Kingdom, but this Lord has just two or three sentences, and I understand that he is kind-hearted and arrogant, so... We must not take advantage of the mind of an adult to drag him down! Otherwise, I will not spare you!"

The crowd fell silent.

And suddenly, they only felt a great terrifying aura that suffocated their souls coming from afar.

Whoosh...

The blood mist and the snow all seem to be still.

Heaven and earth are filled with an indescribable silence.

"Slaughter my school palace and destroy my Daoji, the crime cannot be punished!!"

The simple twelve words, accompanied by a strange figure, plunged directly into the blood mist.

In the eyes of the group of prisoners, that figure was divided into two, two, four, eight, eight...

Sixteen figures are like sixteen photoelectric lights.

Four were silent, and the other twelve, each shadow spat out a word, and the voice was cold and violent, like the wind of heaven and earth roaring.

The captives were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe, and even their heartbeats seemed to stop.

Thankfully, the shadow wasn't directed at them.

In other words, they are just ants, they don't even have the value of being looked at head-on, and they can be destroyed at will, so why bother to see them?

Brush Brush Brush!!

Shadows scurried into the yellow-walled palace gate.

No one can even see what they look like.

I just felt a bloody breath that was suffocating.

The crowd hurriedly looked into the archway.

No matter how stupid they are, they know that this is a master at the level of the ancestor of the Yan Kingdom, and this kind of master is usually Tongxuan, a land immortal they need to look up to.

in the arch.

The regent of Great Wei has already fought with the comer.

He carried one hand behind his back and a long piece of grass in his right hand.

Bang bang bang!!

A series of explosions that almost caused the aura of heaven and earth to change came.

The grass and the sixteen shadows were frantically clashing.

The picture is unimaginable, in the heavy snow and blood mist, sixteen ink-like shadows, and the king of the black and gold robe on the pontoon bridge of the red lotus pond, in an instant, will fight dozens of times, even hundreds of times.

"Holy Son... No, the regent has reached the ?!! of the Xuan."

"This..."

The captives were shocked.

It is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

The Great Wei Dynasty has been in existence for hundreds of years, and it can be said that it takes a hundred years to produce one mystery, and if there are two or three, it will be regarded as a prosperous era of martial arts.

But today, they are witnessing a new mystery.

Immortals fight, ever-changing.

The blood water of the Red Lotus Blood Pool had already been subverted.

The raging roar flooded many of the houses in the harem.

Across the pontoon bridge on it, the corridor also seemed to be a long dragon being beheaded, and countless crashing sounds came.

However, neither the sixteen black shadows nor the regent who dealt with it safely would be stained by the blood.

Crumbling buildings, torrential rains of blood, would slide away from them, usually a foot away.

Whoosh!!

Sixteen figures suddenly retracted sharply and retreated towards the arch.

In the archway, at some point, there stood a middle-aged man with a scroll in his hand and white hair covering his eyes, his eyes were blood-red, and he was stepping into this place step by step.

Every time he took a step, one of the captives burst into a bloody mist.

After more than ten steps in a row, more than ten people died directly.

Xia Ji's pupils narrowed slightly.

Raise your hand and press it.

The "outburst" in the bodies of the captives suddenly stopped.

The remaining POWs felt that there were two powerful forces in their bodies.

One force is going to ignite their blood, and the other is helping them to calm it.

Although it is safe for the time being, it is only a balance.

This balance, if slightly broken.

They were afraid that they would all crawl on the ground in an instant, blood boiling under their skin, and then die tragically in this Exotic Academy.

The middle-aged man with white hair covering his eyes said coldly: "The shadow school palace is exhausted. ”

Xia Ji responded lightly: "Xia Ji, the regent of Great Wei." ”

He no longer has to hide his head and show his tail, and he no longer has to bear the name of a false holy son.

He is who he is.

He said that he was Xia Ji, who could help him?

"Xia Ji?!" Yu Shan looked puzzled, "I've seen you, you are the Holy Son of the Holy Gate, have you changed your name?"

The young man in the black and gold robe laughed: "No, from now on for 10,000 years, this name, this world, no one will forget it!"

Let's talk about it.

Nothing more.

Why bother?

One came to take revenge, to destroy the door, and the other also came to take revenge.

The two are incompatible, competing against each other.

Just like this Great Wei Dayan, just like this Holy Gate of the School Palace, it has never been a heaven together!

The confrontation just now was just a warm-up for the two.

At this time, the confrontation between the two is the real beginning.

The captives saw that between heaven and earth, every piece of snow and every blood mist was frantically crushing towards the opposite side.

It seems that two huge forces are fighting for the right to use it.

But in the end, it was Xia Ji who came out on top.

Snowflakes, blood mist, and even the wind, everything crushed towards the white-haired Tong Xuan.

At this moment, Xia Ji's figure disappeared in place, shrinking the ground into inches made him faster than a thought, and he pulled out a knife like electricity, pulling out a long grass containing Xuan Qi.

A piece of grass, although it can't cut the sun, moon and stars, is also mighty at this time.

The phantom body method made his body still in place, and the afterimage pulled out made the speed a little faster.

In short, it's fast, unimaginably fast.

The icon skin, the blood boiling magic skill, is hidden in that slash.

Yu Shanqian obviously had a lot of experience in fighting with the Holy Gate Tongxuan, as early as when Xia Ji first moved, he did his best, and the black shadows all over his body were surging, and he swept towards the heavens one by one.

The black shadows in all directions shot into the air, and then turned to the attacking regent.

A piece of grass instantly faced more than a dozen black shadows.

The sky was torn, and the heavens and the earth shook.

The POWs watching from afar felt distraught and breathless, and they were shocked.

Just looking at this time, many people feel that their heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and in their eyes and nose, blood flowed wildly, and then there was a sound of "bang bang bang" falling to the ground.

They couldn't watch this immortal decisive battle head-on at all, and after seeing it, they couldn't bear it, and they died directly!

The other half of the survivors were quicker.

At the same time as the two Tongxuan were fighting, they had already hurriedly retracted their bodies and hid behind the yellow wall.

Like a trembling little beast under a natural disaster.

In the first blow, the two showed their own magical powers, and they were able to draw!

But both of them felt that who was superior and who was inferior, and if they continued to fight, Yu Shanquan might be defeated, but he could still escape.

The duel between Tongxuan is like this, you can judge victory or defeat, but you can't judge life and death.

However, at this moment, Xia Ji suddenly threw away the grass directly.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man with white hair covering his face, the figure of the regent of the enemy country suddenly began to change.

Bang bang bang!!

Twinkling.

The shadow pounced and pressed down.

Yu Shan didn't dare to be careless, and more than a dozen black shadows flew out from behind him, each of which was burning with blood, and all of them had reached the strongest.

But in mid-air, the figure that was originally just a young man began to swell and exaggerate at this time.

The body was skyrocketing, the scales were draped, the black hair was burning, and a strange woman with half puffy and half charred appeared behind her, wrapping her arms around the giant's neck, staring straight at him, the corners of her lips grinning, and letting out an incomparable laugh.

The laughter was poignant and sharp, and in an instant, it was like the most resentful curse sound, sweeping through the entire school palace.

Yu Shan's eyes widened... This... What is it?

The unprecedented strength of nearly 10,000 years in human beings, thus activating the demon body of the rare bloodline in the body, and embarking on the ancient power system of the road of evolution, he has only heard of it, but he has never seen it.

But the moment he saw it, he was already distracted for a moment.

Instantly, his body was clutched by a huge pitch-black hand that shimmered with a thick metallic luster.

More than ten black shadows are all ineffective, and the ancestor has no intention of taking care of it!

He just wanted to fight his way out of the big hand.

The five fingers of the giant hand were pinched, and there was a great resistance in the heart of the fist.

All the internal forces, with true intentions, are clenched tightly.

"Ahhhh

Boom!!

In the vision of the furious world, the giant hand seemed to have pinched and exploded a mosquito.

The blood of the Xuanxuan powerhouse shot out from between his fingers, and then, in the middle of the air, it steamed into a red gossamer, like a red snake, twisted and rose into the sky, becoming a part of the red mist.

Shadow School Palace Ancestor, Yu Shan, die!!