Time passes slowly.

The light cocoon that enveloped the purple artifact began to exert its last residual heat.

As the light gets brighter and brighter, it spreads more and more.

The monks around them began to breathe hot, and they became confused.

Finally, in the last light of light, the artifact completely took off its clothes and appeared naked in front of everyone.

Oh!

I couldn't help it, with a shout, hundreds of monks were like stars in an instant, sweeping through the wind until the artifact was located.

Boom! Boom!

I couldn't breathe in the blink of an eye, and the surroundings of the artifact were already like a battlefield, and the collision of the supreme saint level almost strangled everything around it.

Not far away.

Yang Xiaokai, who didn't make the first move, stared slightly.

Facing the battlefield of fighting, at this moment, he suddenly found that his estimation of the monks who participated in the Heavenly God Sacrifice was a little too high.

What is overestimated?

The degree of thirst for purple.

Looking at the red-eyed people who killed in an instant, every confrontation and fight is no longer a useful word such as going all out, it is simply trying everything.

The intention is to hit the highest burst in the shortest amount of time.

If you can, you can even burst out of your own strength by hundreds.

It can be said that it is desperate, and it can be said that it is crazy.

It can be said that if Yang Xiaokai, who came here, did not reach the eightfold wall of tenacity, he would really be a little hesitant about this battlefield, whether he wanted to go down or not.

It's crazy.

Those guys, whether they attack or defend, all started with artifacts.

Although only a small number of them hold purple artifacts, and most of them are just heavy treasures, but even so, this killing method is completely no different from desperate.

Undoubtedly, there is only one such situation.

As a thing to be contested, the value of the center is amazing, even if it is said that it is only a purple costume, its value is still enough to make this group of monks blush.

I recalled the two purple artifacts I had gotten.

The one that was snatched was at most tens of millions of sword coins, but the one obtained from the Heavenly God Sacrifice was enough to sell hundreds of millions of sword coins, and the difference was so big that it could be described as the difference between heaven and earth.

Tens of millions and billions, at first glance, it seems that the difference is only ten times.

But it is clear that this number is completely different from ten and hundred, hundred and thousand.

Thinking about it carefully, this vast area is not the kind of money on the earth in the previous life, the more money you can make, in fact, the side business of alchemy requires talent, and if a monk wants to make money, he can only sell it with labor.

Therefore, unless you dare to take risks, even if you have 10 million money and want to transfer 100 million, in fact, it is no different from the way you originally earned 10 million, and there will be no talk of getting richer and richer.

Therefore, the Heavenly God Sacrifice for the group of people in front of him is far from being as simple as Yang Xiaokai thinks, and the purple costume of the Heavenly God Sacrifice is something that is dangerous for many people, and even a lifetime of hard work is very likely to be obtained.

Shaking his head, Yang Xiaokai took a light breath, it was almost time.

Although he didn't care about the purple suit, especially after the wall of tenacity reached the eightfold level, but Yang Xiaokai didn't even have a purple suit that he could take out his hand now.

The Purple Furnace is purple, but it is obvious that this thing is used for refining, not as a defense, or otherwise.

It is even said that now that he has seen the monk fight with his own eyes with the artifact, Yang Xiaokai is more and more afraid to underestimate the role of the artifact, and the gap between what there is and what he does not has is far greater than he imagined, too much.

When the thought fell, Yang Xiaokai's body suddenly moved.

If the people around him act like the wind, then he is directly like electricity and light.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Xiaokai had already crossed the encirclement of the battle and came to the center of the battlefield, in front of the purple light artifact, there was no doubt that as long as he stretched out his hand at this distance, the treasure would become his thing.

"Get out of here!"

"Die!"

"Kill!"

Without waiting for Yang Xiaokai to stretch out his hand, more than a dozen words were different, but the feelings were exactly the same, and the sound of shouting sounded directly.

Whoosh, boom.

Immediately, the sound of attacks was endless, and more than 30 or more powerful blows were blown, obviously there were still many that did not happen, but the people who made the move directly hit Yang Xiaokai, not only to drive people away, but also to kill people on the spot.

In the face of the roaring attack, Yang Xiaokai did not look back, nor did he bother to look back.

Maybe they are not bad, but compared with Yang Xiaokai, the distance is still too far.

Even if the wall of tenacity does not reach the eighth level, he is not afraid, the power of the space-time torrent is enough to deal with it, but it is not safe, in case one of them has a higher level of equipment in his hand and carries out a sneak attack, the space-time torrent is not the main attack defense after all, once the defense is broken, his physical body will have no protection at all.

Only now, there is no need to look back.

Reaching out to grab the artifact, Yang Xiaokai completely ignored the killing intent behind him, but his back muscles were shocked, and the torrent was long.

Bang!

The power exploded, the torrent rose, and it was the river that rolled away.

As soon as the back muscles straightened, the terrible torrent directly pressed time and space, forming a great force, overwhelming in all directions.

The force that was attacking towards Yang Xiaokai was just in the blink of an eye, and it had already been crushed into ashes by the huge force, rolling up and majestic.

"What?"

"This!!"

"It's impossible to ???"

Their faces changed suddenly, and the eyes of the dozens of people who attacked instantly shrank into a thin line, and their strongest blow was annihilated, and they were equivalent to experiencing the power of the impact.

In an instant, dozens of people activated the mobile artifacts one after another, and without thinking about it, they teleported out of the battlefield.

Boom! Boom!

The torrent of time and space did not stop because of the departure of those people, and directly rolled up and continued to spread outside.

Burst!

Cough!

Yes!

All the way, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, blocked and invincible.

But whoever is swept by the torrent, regardless of whether the flesh is strong or not, regardless of the defensive artifact on the body, everyone is like being struck by lightning, being swept up and falling by the force, the light ones spit vermilion, and the heavy ones spill blood.

With a straight back, more than one hundred and thirty Holy Friars were wounded.

Among them, more than 70 people couldn't bear the terrible power, so they directly crushed their identity tokens in the regression and chose to leave.

Chaotic battles, frantic battles, momentary stillness.

At this moment, all the monks who were still on the field stared at the person in front of the purple light artifact with great horror.

The power that cannot be described in words directly makes everyone lose the ability to think.

Everyone really saw it, after all, it was related to the purple suit being robbed, and no one would relax.

But it was precisely because they saw it that they felt more and more terrified and shuddered.

It's just a bit of a back, that distance, not even stretching your waist, and just that kind of action, but it shattered more than thirty attacks, not to mention the attacks that even contained the purple light artifact, close to three or four hundred meters in diameter, more than one hundred and thirteen supreme saints, all of whom vomited blood and were injured???

Is Creation Over?

In an instant, such a thought couldn't help but float in everyone's minds.

But obviously, the sacrifice of the gods, creation and transformation can't enter, let alone creation, and forgery can't get in.

Compared with the horror of everyone, the three people who were waiting for Yang Xiaokai to seize the treasure not far away also had a look of horror in their eyes.

Although it is said that the young master asks them to deal with whomever they want, they will deal with whomever they want.

The young master asked them to deal with it as they did.

But for a nameless guy, using three Yuan-destroying crossbows, there is no doubt that they still have the idea that the other party has that value in their hearts?

Nowadays, all the ideas are gone.

Obviously, if this guy in front of him wants to kill him, I'm afraid the only way to kill him is to destroy the Yuan crossbow.

No longer hesitating, the three of them reached into their arms at the same time, and took out the crossbow bow with a touch of gold and blackened all over the body, up to Yang Xiaokai's vest in the center.

"Do it!!"

With a low shout, two of the three of them activated the Yuan Destroying Crossbow in their hands at the same time and shot towards Yang Xiaokai.

"Give me, die!"