Silently, a mediocre sword light stabbed out towards Emperor Shakti.

Emperor Shakti was naturally not polite, and as soon as he raised his hand to grab it, a long sword condensed by Xuan Ice suddenly appeared in his palm.

The Xuan Ice Sword crossed a mysterious trajectory and met the cold sword light.

Bite!

As soon as the two swords clashed, Emperor Shakti's expression changed suddenly, and he felt an unstoppable terrifying power suddenly surge out of the sword light.

Collapse!

The Xuanbing Sword, which was as hard as a divine weapon, shattered violently, and the cold sword light stabbed into Emperor Shakti's chest unabated.

"How is that possible!"

Emperor Shakti didn't expect Jiang Yi's ordinary sword to have such incredible power, his eyes were full of disbelief, seeing the long sword stabbing at him, he hurriedly used the true yuan in his left palm, condensed a thick layer of Xuan Ice, and waved his palm to block his chest.

Poof!

The sword light flashed, the ice shattered, and the palm of the hand was pierced.

Shakti frowned, his eyes were as solemn as water, and his body suddenly retreated seven feet away, slamming into the wall of the secret chamber before he unloaded the terrifying power contained in the sword.

He stared at Jiang Yi with wide eyes, and his voice was full of surprise:

"It's only been a few days since you saw you, have you completely absorbed Long Yuan? How the hell did you do that? ”

A smile appeared on Jiang Yi's face, he only used six or seven percent of his strength for the sword just now, it was just a small test of the knife, and he used Emperor Shakti to measure his current strength.

I didn't expect the effect to be so good. A simple sword almost killed Shakti, which shows how terrifying his current strength is.

Jiang Yi was very satisfied with his current strength, looked at Emperor Shitian, and said jokingly:

"Thank you for helping me slay the dragon, otherwise I don't know how much work it will take to get the dragon yuan. I can have the current cultivation, and you have half of the credit. ”

Hearing Jiang Yi's ridicule and teasing again, and learning that the treasures he had planned for hundreds of years had become food for Jiang Yi to improve his strength, Emperor Shakti couldn't help but be furious, and a chilling killing intent spread out from his body, almost freezing the air in the secret room into a piece of ice.

His eyes were cold, and he said fiercely:

"Even if the dragon yuan has been digested by you, it doesn't matter, I will kill you now, extract the essence in your body, and use it as medicine, I think it can still retain seventy or eighty percent of the effect of the dragon yuan."

As he spoke, he burst out:

"Die!"

Rumble!

Emperor Shakti frantically urged the vast True Yuan in his body, and unleashed a type of Emperor Heavenly Thunder with twelve successful powers.

Sting!

With a wave of his hands, the purple electric snake flickered, and the dazzling thunder exploded. Endless thunderbolts surged the entire chamber into a pool of thunder filled with tyranny and destruction.

Jiang Yi faced the thousands of thunderbolts piercing like spears, his face was calm, he waved forward with the peerless sword in his right hand, and spit out a word in his mouth:

"Slash!"

A condensed sword light wrapped in a sharp sword intent burst out of the air.

Tear and pull!

With a crisp sound, the furious thunder and lightning in the sky were cut by the cold sword light, like a picture scroll being easily split in two.

Then, the aftermath of the furious thunder and lightning recoiled, slamming into the walls of the chamber on all sides, tearing the hard stone walls to pieces, and then continuing to sweep out in all directions.

Rumble!

The purple light suddenly flourished, and the entire temple was instantly shattered into powder by the power of thunder gushing out, and at the same time, the seven monks in the temple didn't even scream, they were twisted into powder by this violent energy.

The buildings, plants, trees, earth and stones within a radius of 100 zhang were all flattened by the thunder, turning into a stream of gray-yellow dust to form a circle of air waves, rolling and spreading out.

At the same time, the sword in Jiang Yi's hand had already approached a foot in front of Emperor Shakti.

Emperor Shakti saw Jiang Yi's invincible posture of slashing through the thunder pool with one sword, and felt that his incomparable and incomparable sword was compelling, and knew that this sword was extremely difficult to resist.

But the next moment, he found that the space around him had been frozen by a faint sword intent at some point, like a solid cage that bound him firmly, unable to move, and could only watch the Peerless Sword attack.

Emperor Shakti was shocked and inexplicable: "When?" ”

Poof!

Before Emperor Shakti could react, the blade of the Peerless Sword had already pierced into his chest and pierced his heart, revealing a sharp tip from his back.

Ignoring the intense pain that came from his heart, Shakti gathered all his spirit and launched the Divine Tribulation of the Four Tribulations of the Sacred Heart.

At the moment when the space is solidified, only the power of the mysterious primordial gods can still operate freely.

Airplanes!

With the launch of the Divine Tribulation, a golden light suddenly shot out from the center of Emperor Shakti's eyebrows, and it sank into Jiang Yi's head like an arrow.

Rumble.

In Jiang Yi's sea of consciousness, a huge ice sculpture mask suddenly appeared, and he opened his mouth and shouted:

"Jiang Yi, do you think that you can deal with this seat by absorbing the power of Long Yuan, I will let you know how naïve your thoughts are."

As soon as the words fell, the ice sculpture mask opened its mouth wide and spit out a blue frost breath, which was about to completely freeze Jiang Yi's soul.

Call!

Just as the frost breath was exhaling a foot long, a crimson flame suddenly fell from the sky, bursting down like a waterfall and slamming into the ice sculpture mask.

With a snort, the incomparably cold frost aura was suddenly evaporated by the flames and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the raging flames kept scorching the ice sculpture mask, causing it to slowly melt.

The intense pain of this soul being burned by the flames was unbearable even for Shakti, and a terrible wail came out of his mouth.

"Ahh

After several breaths, the ice sculpture mask finally couldn't withstand the scorching heat of the dragon flame, and collapsed, revealing the figure of the emperor.

His figure flickered, trying to avoid the burning flames, but he couldn't get rid of the dragon flames.

Emperor Shakti could only keep condensing layers of Xuan Ice to resist the scorching of the dragon flame, and at the same time, he looked at the huge white dragon in the air through the layers of crimson flames, felt the persistent pressure on the dragon's body, and said in shock:

"How is that possible? You have condensed such a powerful martial arts primordial god......"

Roar!

The white dragon's eyes were indifferent, and he looked at Emperor Shakti condescendingly, and opened his mouth to let out a vast dragon groan.

The sound of the dragon's chant was incomparably loud and high-pitched, like a flood bell and a great lu, and it shook the soul of Emperor Shakti almost collapsed.

Then, the white dragon moved violently, swinging a huge sharp dragon claw that fell from the sky and grabbed at the Emperor Shakti.

Boom!

Shakti's soul was suddenly torn apart by the dragon's claws.

If the soul of an ordinary person was attacked to this extent, I am afraid that the divine form would have been destroyed long ago. However, after all, Emperor Shakti has a phoenix blood to protect his body, and the tenacity of his divine soul is far beyond that of ordinary people, so he still does not die in this situation.

Emperor Shakti's shattered divine soul turned into more than a dozen faint spiritual lights, and in a flash, he escaped from Jiang Yi's sea of consciousness and drilled back into his body.

……

Jiang Yi's meaning turned from his mind to his eyes, and he saw that Emperor Shakti's body suddenly opened more than a dozen huge wounds because of the trauma on his soul, and red blood gushed out of the wounds, and his eyes were dim, and his spirit was sluggish and depressed.

He looked at Jiang Yi in horror and said with difficulty:

"Rao, spare my ......"

Jiang Yi said indifferently:

"What you just said reminded me that there is still a little phoenix blood essence left in your body, and it can't be wasted."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed it, and a powerful suction force appeared out of thin air.

The essence blood vitality in Emperor Shakti's body turned into wisps of blood and burst out of his body, flying towards Jiang Yi's palm, turning into a ball of red blood and slowly spinning.

In the blink of an eye, the essence in the Emperor's body was sucked dry, leaving only a gray-white human skin wrapped around a dry bone, which looked hideous and terrifying.