The figure caged in billowing black smoke crawled out of the yellow spring.

There was a smell of "if you touch it, your soul will freeze" from the black smoke.

The figure was completely stained with yellow spring water.

The water of this land of the dead should have evaporated rapidly and dispersed into smoke like ruby jade.

But it didn't.

Black smoke and cloudy yellow cover its surface.

I didn't see any of its steps.

The next thought was already a stab that made Xia Ji's eyebrows chill.

The feeling of death came suddenly.

Xia Ji tilted his head slightly, and threw Long Mu away with his left hand like garbage.

When I saw the Lord, I naturally didn't need him.

Although it can't exert its Xuan Qi, True Qi.

But in his right hand, with the hilt of a long knife in the snow, he slashed through a half-arc against the stab.

Infinity into one, offensive and defensive integration.

Even in the face of gods and the unknowable, Xia Ji still has confidence that his sword is the Tao.

But the Tao is more than just a sword.

Click!

The knife froze in an instant, shattered in an instant, and the demon spirit in the knife didn't even roar, and the soul flew away in an instant.

Xia Ji didn't panic, his right fist clenched instantly, and the handle of the knife was pinched and shattered.

Black film.

Scales.

Flash.

World!!

The gray world in the fist seemed to be crushed and turned into chaos.

At this moment, he swung out no longer a fist.

It's chaos when the universe is not opened.

Thrust against fist.

Two strange powers, strangely did not cause any sound.

However, there were slight folds in the surrounding space, as if they were about to be torn apart and torn apart.

The chill of the spike dissipated suddenly.

As soon as Xia Ji raised his head, in the invisible figure in front of him, the water of the yellow spring and the dark smoke "brushed" and opened, turning into wings covering the sky.

3 kilometers on the left and 3 kilometers on the right.

A bag of wings actually enveloped this side of the world, and also caged Xia Ji.

At the moment that covered the heavens, iron blue, tadpole-shaped, ghost-like things boiled out of their wings.

With this thought, Xia Ji saw the faces of those ghosts with closed eyes, as well as the miserable white long bodies covered with strange cyan scales...

Whoosh!

Whoosh!!

The sky is full of such strange things.

In this way, everything actually happened very quickly, but three or four thoughts of time, not even a second arrived.

If you change to any one person, you can't keep up with the reaction speed.

Even if you keep up, you won't be able to prepare for it.

These two people are like standing in an area where time stands still, and in an instant, they are already seeing a move.

Seeing it, all the cyan monsters have to be added.

The closed pupils of the strange thing began to open slowly, slowly, with a hint of evil to the extreme.

But it's not over yet.

Xia Jiru was still at this thought.

But in the time of this thought, the wings of the yellow spring and black smoke were fanned out more and more rapidly.

The appearance of the strange thing is like a light rain turning urgent.

Another rainstorm!

The downpour is not enough, it is like a river pouring down!!

Countless strange objects turned into a seemingly intact cyan column of water and fell into the sky, bombarding the small person standing in the center.

Xia Ji's face was indifferent.

Rumble!!

The black hair suddenly spread out and skyrocketed, and the tips of the hair were a dazzling golden hue.

The golden pupils at the end of the hair are like a demon snake coming to the world, and they are like gods descending to earth.

One moment treacherous, one moment majestic.

The cyan monster against the golden-eyed ghost snake.

Skirmishes.

That scene is like thinking about the battle in the age of mythology.

Ruby looked stupid.

She could only see one thing clearly.

Because the speed of the two was so fast, so fast that she only reflected this scene in her mind, she was frightened and shocked, and she couldn't react yet.

Time seems to have slowed down.

The change in her expression seemed to have slowed down a hundred thousand times before the attack of the two.

Ruby only had time to generate five thoughts.

Xia Ji is dead.

Xia Ji is not dead?

Xia Ji must have died this time.

Xia Ji is not dead yet?

What is this?

No one could see what kind of decisive battle was in front of them.

Gold, black, cyan, yellow, all mingle.

The world seemed to be reduced to a two-dimensional picture, and fuel was scribbled on the paper.

Long Mu only had time to generate five thoughts.

My essence has come to earth.

Xia Ji is not dead?

The body is so scary...

Xia Ji is not dead yet?

What is this?

In the billowing black smoke, the man's "hands" seemed to move.

And a sense of restraint that was so powerful that "it seemed to pull people out of time and space", a sense of stagnation suddenly came to Xia Ji.

While taking care of the strange things in the sky, the comer actually wants to open up a second battlefield.

In other words, if you can't spare your hands, or if you don't have enough energy and don't react quickly, then the next thought is over.

But a phantom of the emperor's robe suddenly appeared behind Xia Ji, and the black distorted scorching sun burned in his forehead, burning like a fire, spreading everywhere.

There is a lot less stagnation.

In a few moments, the area around Xia Ji became weird.

Something began to roll in the snow-white earth like a wave, and a strange hand grabbed at the black smoke.

Not only that, but the snow on the ground suddenly turned black, like a swamp, as if it was about to swallow and drown the black smoke.

area.

All sorts of weird, ominous things are happening.

This is Xia Ji's fourth blood awakening domain ability.

The man withdrew his wings, and the black and yellow colors instantly covered him, like a thin "shell", but this shell kept everything ominous out.

Xia Ji squinted his eyes, his right hand was opened, and he raised the gray world, from top to bottom, suppressing it.

The black hair was like a 100,000 golden-pupiled ghost snake that pounced at the same time, attacking the "shell".

At the same time, he had already grasped the Immortal Gourd with his left hand.

Ding Ding Ding!

The black hair came first, hitting countless ripples on that "shell".

A slap in the face.

Click!!

The shell is broken.

And the colorful flying knife in the immortal gourd slashed the gods and slayed the demons, turning into a terrifying long line, swishing and swishing, shooting towards the black smoke.

The black smoke seemed to pause, and its body was covered in dark cyan scales that were "not substantial".

Ding Ding Ding...

The sound was crisp at first, but slowly it became a little muffled, apparently attacking the rift.

But after seven sounds, there was still a crashing sound.

Obviously, the existence in the black smoke has been carried by the body.

But Xia Ji is not over yet.

The true qi of 530 prisoners in his body released 530 units of Xuan Qi almost at the same time.

In this area where Xuan Qi does not exist at all, Xuan Qi burns rapidly.

Correct.

Xia Ji raised his hand and grabbed it, and his palm had already pulled back the Colorful Immortal Flying Knife.

Raise your left hand.

Wind and snow turn longbows.

Flying knives hang in the air, a line of arrows.

The Xuan Law of the Immortals is indestructible and attached to the head of the arrow.

A low roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Tongtian!!"

Xia Ji's bowstring is full of thoughts.

No more words.

Loose strings.

Heaven and earth were shocked.

The terrifying Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, with the only Xuan Qi in this world, turned into an unimaginable mang, and traveled through time and space.

Phew!

Piercing through the black mist, piercing through the human body.

Doo doo doe!

The knives landed one by one.

But it's not over yet.

The fog suddenly filled the wind and snow.

In the Xia Ji mist, the seven falling immortal flying knives flew back in an instant, and once again passed through the billowing black smoke.

He raised his hand.

The mouth of the immortal gourd was just open, and seven flying knives flew into the gourd in an instant.

Time seems to be back to normal flow at this point.

Hongyu's mouth was open, and Long Mu's expression in the distance froze, just like a mortal looking at a real god, watching the instant battle between the two by the Yellow Spring not far away.

And the dust has settled.

Boom.

The person who came was injured, his legs were weak, and he knelt down towards Xia Ji.