"Hehe, I'm sorry, my Night Shadow Clan's escape technique is the best in the world! Although after casting it, it will cause my realm to fall, but once it is used, no matter how strong your cultivation is, you will not be able to hurt my true body!" the man said with a wild laugh, and wanted to escape back to the spatial rift.

But it's a pity......

Call!

When Xiao Yu's flames touched his atomized body, they burned violently.

"Ahh

It is said that after he atomized, his current body is already between the void and the real, and even if he has cultivated to the Great Perfection in the Triple Divine Realm, he will not be able to attack himself.

In the whole world, those who can restrain the state of the Night Shadow Clan can only be done by a strong person who has reached the realm of a saint.

But Xiao Yu ......

In an instant, the man understood and said, "I understand, your flame...... It's the flame of the saint realm!"

He shouted in shock.

Xiao Yu said lightly: "You're not stupid!"

After getting Xiao Yu's affirmative answer, this person's heart shook wildly.

No wonder!

No wonder this woman can rely on the strength of the ninth-order realm to steadily suppress the joint efforts of several of their god realm powerhouses!

They were even trapped in a spatial rift!

Originally, they thought that Xiao Yu's flame was just the flame of the divine realm.

But now he knew that this flame had already reached the realm of a saint!

You must know that the so-called saint realm is the ultimate of the rules of heaven and earth!

And Xiao Yu in front of him has obviously not stepped into the divine realm, but he has already mastered this extreme rule!

What does this mean?

If one day, if she was really allowed to step into the divine realm, wouldn't she directly step into the saint realm in one go?

"Monsters, monsters, the Terrans of the Zhenwu Continent are all monsters!" the guy shouted in the flames.

But in an instant, it was completely enveloped by Xiao Yu's flames, and then burned to the ground.

Call!

On the other side, Xiao Yu withdrew the flames this time, returned to their original state, and stood in the void, constantly gasping.

Obviously, for her, the burden of using this power is still a little bigger.

After all, she is not a true saint yet!

However, what Xiao Yu didn't notice was that the black fog before was not completely burned.

There was still a faint mist, blown by the strong wind in the air, drifting away, zigzags in the direction of the spatial rift.

However, the mist was so light that it was almost invisible, and no one in the room noticed.

And that mist, after falling into the edge of the spatial rift, slowly turned into a human form, and it was the previous god realm powerhouse.

However, at this moment, his figure is less than two-thirds of the original, and even his breath is a lot weaker, and he can no longer even maintain the realm of the God Realm, and the breath on his body is only about the ninth order and five levels.

"Damn, it has ruined most of my realm! Without a thousand years, it is impossible to fully recover!" He was extremely resentful in his heart.

I never expected that this time I came to the Zhenwu Continent and would end up in such a situation.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter, when I go back, I will ask Lord Night God to take action, and I will definitely kill you humans one by one!" he said in his heart, turning around and heading towards the spatial rift.

However......

Call!

As soon as he turned around, the envoy stepped into the spatial rift, and actually crashed into another person's body.

"Hmm, who?" he exclaimed.

He never expected that there would be other people in the spatial crack!

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from in front of him, and said, "Oh? Interesting, isn't this the Night Wind of the Nightshade? I remember that you weren't so skinny at the beginning, how did you become like this now?"

The voice was full of mockery.

Hearing the sound, the night wind raised his head to take a look, his pupils suddenly closed, and he said in surprise: "You are ...... Son of the Yakshas...... 100 Nights?"

The Yaksha clan is also one of the Nine Hells Supreme Nine Clans.

Although the previous generation of Yaksha King Xiuwei was beheaded, causing the Yaksha clan to lose a strong man in the realm of saints.

But the so-called hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, the Yaksha clan has a deep heritage, even if there is one less saint realm powerhouse, but the overall strength is still enough to become one of the supreme nine clans.

Moreover, among the Yakshas, there is also a super genius!

A super genius known as the first talent of the Yaksha clan for 10,000 years, the Holy Son of the Hundred Nights!

Even the previous generation of Yaksha Kings, in terms of talent, was overshadowed by him!

He is one of the geniuses who was recognized and destined to become a saint!

It is precisely because of the existence of this guy that the clans of the Nine Hells do not dare to offend the Yaksha clan too much.

And now, this Holy Son has appeared here!

"Hehe, sure enough, beside Brother Bai, we guys are all dim!"

"Hmm, are you ......" Night Wind turned his head and looked to the side, and saw a Pengren man with wings on his back, standing behind him with his hands in his hands.

And the feathers on his body, exuding a golden light, were extremely blazing.

"The Holy Son of the Peng Clan, Golden Winged Xiao?" Night Wind was shocked again.

Jin Yinxiao is the holy son of the Peng race, this guy is one of the few existences among the young generation of the Nine Hells Hells that can be on par with the Hundred Nights!

"Isn't it, who cares about us little people!" said another.

Night Wind was stunned for a moment, and saw that next to the two of them, there was another person covered with white bones, and said with a gloomy face.

"Holy Son of the Heavenly Bone Clan, Bone Qianqiu?" the night wind exclaimed again.

The people of the Heavenly Bone Clan are weird and low-key, so the prestige of this bone Qianqiu is much worse than the first two in the Nine Hells Absolute Prison.

However, Night Wind knew that this person's strength would never be much weaker than the previous two!

Even his boss, the Night Spirit, once praised this person!

You know, the night soul is arrogant, and he rarely boasts!

And behind these three people, there are more than 10,000 powerhouses of the three clans following behind, and they have already filled the space cracks.

Seeing this scene, Night Wind instantly changed color and said, "Three Holy Sons, what are you doing in my Night Shadow Clan's realm?"

He knew that the other end of this spatial rift was the territory of the Nightshade Clan.

And the Night Shadow Clan was the most taboo for outsiders to enter their realm, so the appearance of these people made him instantly vigilant.

Hearing this, Bai Yexing said coldly: "Hehe, the realm of your Night Shadow Clan, the True Martial Continent, when did it become the realm of the Night Shadow Clan?"

"You ......" Ye Feng's face changed continuously, and he wanted to attack, but he was afraid of the strength of a few people, so he had to endure this breath, gritted his teeth and said: "Three, although I am soft-spoken, I can't help the three, but we, Lord Night God, are not so easy to speak!"

There was no way, he could only move out of the Night God, and the saint of the Night Shadow Clan came out, hoping that the three of them would be afraid of the reputation of the Night God and retreat.

However, the golden winged Xiao on the side smiled and said, "Brother Night Wind, don't be nervous, the three of us are here to be invited by Lord Night God!"