Yang Jiuyue's face was pale, he had never had this kind of experience since he entered the Holy Realm.

But his son's life was on the line, and he had to compromise.

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you'd better keep your word."

Yang Jiuyue's lips opened and closed, and he transmitted the sound with his divine thoughts, revealing the shocking secret.

"The Heavenly Fetus Realm is the true starting point of cultivation."

One sentence made Wang Sheng's face move, and he unconsciously straightened up.

Yang Jiuyue slowly stood up: "This is the news that I only got by chance, the three supreme beings warned me, if it spreads, then I will be liquidated, and the Yangyi clan will no longer exist." ”

"You say." Wang Sheng replied.

Yang Jiuyue meant to let him listen to it and not spread it, otherwise the three supreme beings would come to him for liquidation.

But he said that it was his own problem, and besides, for the earth, which had already become an enemy of the alien race, fear no longer existed.

"The Heavenly Fetus Realm is between the Extreme Dao and the Holy Realm, why is it important, it is the beginning of cultivation, because at this stage, I am suffering all the time."

He took two steps forward and continued: "This torment rises from the body, and someone has a thunder heart fire, burning every secret realm, every acupoint meridian, and even the brain will be covered. ”

Seeing that Wang Sheng could listen attentively, he took two steps forward: "Although this realm endures suffering, and because of the thunder and fire of people, the strength has dropped and risen suddenly, but the probability of entering it is 1 in 100,000, and only one of the 100,000 saints can pass this realm. ”

He took two more steps forward, and by this time he was already very close to Wang Sheng.

But the latter didn't mind, Wang Sheng frowned: "Since the Heavenly Fetus Realm is so bad, and the strength will fluctuate greatly, there must be some benefit." ”

Yang Jiuyue laughed: "Of course there are benefits." ”

"What's the benefit?"

"That is, go die!"

Suddenly, Yang Jiuyue convulsed a divine sword from his body, slicing through the stars from left to right.

Wherever the blade passed, time and space were chaotic, and if you looked closely, countless microscopic stars appeared and destroyed.

Of course, these stars are not created by him, but are reflected in the heavens, and the small ones are big, and they are the enemies of the future.

When the sword light fell on the top of Wang Sheng's head, the evolution of its stars happened to be today, and at this moment, it even faintly exceeded a trace.

is this thread, in the future, Wang Sheng is unavoidable, because the other party has already predicted the direction.

Compared with the previous Yang Shenglin, this move undoubtedly seems to be loud and rainy.

After all, Yang Shenglin could kill Wang Sheng in the future, but Yang Jiuyue could only kill him in the future.

However, in the face of this sword, Wang Sheng just felt powerful, and he was more powerful than Zhiyang Shenglin, I don't know how many times.

With this sword, the stars evolved more times, and at the same time, slashed at him in various time periods.

Strictly speaking, a second can be divided countless times, and countless divisions can still continue to be divided countless times, and there is never an end.

"Wow~"

There is the sound of the sun waves and rivers rolling, each wave is a sword light, is a scorching star, this trace of time, Yang Jiuyue does not know how many fiery yang swords have been slashed.

Holy Realm, Wang Sheng didn't understand, but he knew that time must have been involved.

This shining sword was very slow in his gaze, and he could even see every scar and depression on the sword.

The only difference is that there is a place on the sword that is not normal, like a piece of inlay.

Xuanyuan Sword Fragments!

He originally felt that he was facing a great enemy, but he suddenly relaxed, and his heart was determined.

"Sword out!"

With a cold snort, Jiaotai's sword light smeared the space black and rushed out of the Qiankun Ring.

"Ding!"

Even though Yang Jiuyue slashed out tens of millions of swords, Wang Sheng raised his sword and used it against the enemy.

He didn't understand time and space, but he could indeed predict each of the other party's swords.

"Ding."

There was only a sound of a hasty sword strike, Wang Sheng did not move, Yang Jiuyue retreated again and again, and even did not hesitate to step into the spatial turbulence.

"It can't be!"

He raised his head in shock, "You have definitely not reached the Holy Realm, not even the Extreme Realm, why can you resist my ......?"

He didn't say any more, and suddenly his eyes widened: "Could it be that you are a ...... heaven?"

"It's not."

Wang Sheng refused, and then he sneered, and his eyebrows and divine consciousness poured out, in the face of this strange space-time swordsmanship, only the divine sense could hit the other party.

Just now, Sun Langhe's sword made him helpless, and the tens of thousands of swords in that moment couldn't resist it at all.

But as the Divine Consciousness habitually walked around, he suddenly realized that he could count how many swords there were.

The fast sword, the yang rolling wave sword, was also cracked.

Do you remember the swordsmanship he learned in the Seventy-Two Changes? Jiao Tai sword was controlled by him so that time did not advance, and each sword accurately met all the attacks in the present and the future.

"Poof!"

Yang Jiuyue was still shocked, and suddenly his eyebrows and heart were beating, spurting out sky-high blood, and the blood was rolling, which made the solar system brighten up for I don't know how many points.

His eyes were dead, but not dead, holding on to the last shred of consciousness, wanting to say something.

But in the end, he couldn't speak, and his face was full of disbelief and resentment.

Yang Jiuyue died silently.

On the body of the starry sky giant, the elders of the Yangyi clan, those Yangyi clansmen, stared blankly at the body that was still alive, but in fact the soul had been destroyed, hoping that he could stand up again.

But one, two, three......

Yang Jiuyue's body was motionless, and he was completely declared dead.

"Patriarch!"

The elders wept and were full of sorrow, the patriarch died, and the Son died on this day, less than a stick of incense.

They looked at the last time that the patriarch had given to the earth and the solar system before the pillar, the time of a stick of incense.

But at this time, there is only a short incense head left, but his Yangyi clan is already finished.

"Woo!"

The starry sky giant roared, and the slap comparable to the stars slammed down, facing Wang Sheng, the enemy who killed the patriarch.

Although he is the foundation of the Yangyi clan, he is also conscious and angry.

On the Yangyi clan, the elders glanced at each other, and Qi Qi roared at the clansmen:

"The disciples of the clan hurriedly fled for their lives, and all the elders followed me to avenge the patriarch's holy son!"

The moment the words fell, they had already come to Wang Sheng's surroundings, and they all showed their swords.

Wang Sheng didn't move, put his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "Heh, you guys drag me so that the clansmen can flee for their lives, this kind of war between clans and races, can you escape?" ”

"Die."

As if he didn't see them, Wang Sheng didn't move, but Jiao Taijian began to tremble, and there was a huge shock, and I don't know how many afterimages were shaken out in an instant.

Accompanied by the afterimage, there is also the majestic divine consciousness, which is divided into wisps and wisps, and it is more precise than a quantum computer to lock on to every Yangyi clan.

"Duh!"

Thousands of sword shadows painted a pair of black and white Taiji diagrams, and the Yangyi clan, from the starry sky giants to the babies who were screaming and feeding in swaddling clothes, were all shot by him with a sword.

The sky, at some point, was black and red again, and blood-colored lightning came one after another.

Wang Sheng was silent, he had done such a thing more than once.

The Yangyi clan came here, so he had to be ready to be destroyed, even if it was a baby, he didn't want these grass roots to grow with the spring breeze.

Ignoring the Heavenly Punishment, he bent down and snatched the long sword from Yang Jiuyue's still alive body, looked at the fragment in the middle and whispered:

"Break the iron, you can wake up."

(End of chapter)