"Hahaha!"

The Soul Destroying Round Steel, a cult holy relic that straightens people's hearts and eliminates the soul of war at the same time, is finally displayed in front of the world in a complete state.

Sang Tianliang quickly retreated, and the look of fear disappeared from his face at the same speed as he retreated, replaced by a resolute ruthlessness.

"The surname is Xue! You forced me!" he said, taking out a light vessel that emitted colorful light and throwing it into the air.

The three-color aura almost illuminated this dark and erosive place.

The light device exploded in the air, and the cold three-color aura was as brilliant as fireworks, and at the same moment, the same three-color aura also appeared on Sang Tianliang and Liang Yunfeng, and the two of them disappeared into the aura as a matter of course.

Xue Wuji's broken sword had already been handed out, but he hadn't hit anything other than air. The cold sword light turned into a semi-condensed liquid flow that was close to a straight line, and stabbed forward. and scattered with all his might. Xue Wuxian looked around with his sword, not only did he not find Liang Yunfeng's figure, but even Chong Feidu's figure disappeared from his eyes.

The chief disciple of the Black Mountain Demon King, as expected, had clever means, and at the moment when Sang Tianliang launched the light refining device, he silently used the means to escape. At this time, in this dark and messy open space, the only living person was the mage's stand-in who was also gradually turning red.

In the hands of the elemental avatar, a red sheathed long sword appeared, the scabbard was wrapped with flame lines, and the hilt and swallow mouth seemed to be made of mahogany. At this moment, the elemental incarnation of the magician, except for the hair and pupils, and the skin, the rest were red, and the red fluffy slowly sucked out the golden fire dragon pattern, like an exotic python suit, gorgeous and extravagant robes, for some reason, but there was a hellish and cold connotation. The long silver hair fluttered slightly, like a banner armed by the morning sun. The pair of silver pupils emanated a cold majesty close to that of a machine. At this time, this elemental incarnation is even less like a human than Xue Wuji, a genuine monster.

Xue Wuxian, who was completely metallized, seemed to have completely lost his mind at this time, and entered a state of crazy killing, or rather, some kind of order to use the secret art company in flesh and blood was somewhat inappropriately activated at this moment.

"Hahahaha!hehe......he Although the old man's mission is to kill all the masters here and keep the old man's status as the number one master in the world, it stands to reason that he shouldn't have to worry more about you juniors...... But you are different! You are the emperor's confidant! You are the confidant of the entire imperial family! The palace is torn off, don't want this face, and be infamous for bullying the small through the ages! I also want to teach you to get rid of it first, and then hurry up!"

"Xiaofeng blames me for messing with people who shouldn't be messed with! Fair or something, it has never existed in the eyes of the old man, never!"

He screamed, almost like a throwing knife, and threw the broken sword out of his hand. The incomparably cold sword light was like an extreme current, surrounded by a circle of cold and rigid air currents, coming towards it.

It wasn't any kind of swordsmanship that Yinchen had ever seen, and there was an indescribable weirdness in that kind of swordsmanship. The elemental incarnation that came from the martial arts of the Shengyang Sect had long possessed the kendo literacy that was enough to see through the "Guanlan Sword Technique", and he had a full view of the swordsmanship in the world, but he still couldn't see the true [form] of this swordsmanship.

Facing the fierce sword qi with a completely unknown follow-up move, Yinchen didn't dare to hold it up, and pulled out the long sword in his hand with a solemn face.

The moment the hilt of the sword and the swallow parted, the dark night illuminated by the scarlet light rendered the cold battlefield that had been temporarily opened up into a bloody hell. Instead of a shining sword, it was a hot, flowing lava that came out of the swallow.

The silver mage quickly drew the blade of the lava, and around the orange-red blade, the air was close to evaporating into the void due to the extremely high heat, so it took on a rainbow of glazed light, looking like a thick stained glass rod. The fiery sword blade rose in the dark depths of the wind and wind, and rose in a dignified manner, like a rising sun, illuminating the dark, empty, and bloody Shura field.

The corpses were burned by the flames of the magician, and at this time, all of them were instantly dehydrated, turning into red-hot skeletons, these skeletons seemed to be driven by some kind of high-calorie undead magic, and they trembled up from the ground, and staggered around like zombies, and their dry bodies once again burned with soul-destroying flames, they stretched out their claws, imitating the sword technique that rose like the rising sun, and countless arms turned into phantom-like sword qi, gathering from all directions, as if the army gathered with the sword qi like the sun as the command. When the flames completely illuminated this dark space, Xue Wuxian found that this was no longer the guest room at the back of the Tongshen Pavilion that he was familiar with, but a red plain full of corpses.

In the distance of the Red Plains, a huge golden arc slowly rose, and countless flame dragons roared around the arc, and endless nuclear explosions were flickering inside the arc.

One round is enough to completely obscure the entire sky from the sun, slowly rising from the extreme distance in the east. Its light melted the surface of the earth, rendering the sky a blood-red red. On the plain that was gradually melting into magma, the metallic-colored Xue Wuxian unleashed a horizontal slash that symbolized the blizzard, but the arc of the ice circle condensed by the horizontal slash was quickly evaporated in this hot field before it could turn into water.

"Sword Technique: Rising Sun"

"Field: Red Dawn. ”

The red giant-like sun that covered the entire sky finally rose completely, the flare on its surface completely exploded, and the huge amount of flames that erupted finally condensed into a strand and turned into a crimson lightsaber that pierced through the heavens and the earth, shooting towards Xue Wuxian like a super high-energy particle weapon.

At this time, Xue Wuxian was like a small ant baked by the focused sunlight under a giant magnifying glass.

However, the metallized Xue Wuxian didn't seem to feel the heat at all, and in the face of the surging flame sword light, the frenzied expression on his face didn't change for a moment, and he casually waved the second sword light.

The broken sword in his hand still caused the wind and snow, but this time the wind and snow suddenly dispersed, spinning around him into another cold world. The endless wind and snow swirled and spread, as if a hammer had shattered the huge magnifying glass. The blue blizzard tore apart the red purgatory, and the red lotus withered away.

Wind and snow cracked the lava floor, and the icy world eroded the fiery realm. The metal monster used the little remaining wind and snow power in his body to completely split the realm created by the elemental incarnation.

Is he really that strong?

Not. The realm in which the elemental incarnation unfolds is actually just a false artistic conception, and there is not much real flame, otherwise it would not be so complete and realistic. The realm of the red dawn was nothing more than an illusion in front of every creature present, the real flame, only the sword that stabbed from ten zhang away.

At this time, this sword was blocked by Xue Wuxi's broken sword grid.

The second sword that Xue Wuxian swung out was the Snow Treading Traceless Sword. The endless wind and snow contained his invisible sword intent, which could be regarded as the development of an alternative false realm, and the result of the hedging of the two false realms was to turn into intangibles without even exploding.

The corpses that had fallen from the flames of the silver dust had long since turned to ashes. The elemental avatar appeared in front of the metal monster, and the long sword in his hand burned violently, but it was tightly stuck by the broken sword of the metal monster, and he couldn't move.

The sword intent of the Rising Sun Decisive has been exerted to the extreme by the elemental incarnation, but it still can't shake the metal monster in the slightest, and the sword intent possessed by the metal monster is unimaginably powerful.

It was a deformed, evil power.

"Hahahaha! How stupid do you have to be this kid to compete with the number one in the world?!"

"I just want to avenge Wan Jianxin. ”

The tone of the elemental incarnation was very cold and hard, revealing his iron will that was completely unkind. A terrifying flash of lightning erupted from his other free hand, and an arc-like blade suddenly appeared.

"Thousands of thunderbolts, flashes of death, and the sword is drawn!"

A layer of metal was sliced off, but the blade of the sword where the thunder and lightning converged was stuck in the metal monster's body and could not move again.

"Revenge?hahahaha!Is it just a little skill like you?" Xue Wuxian's sonorous metal voice was still hovering in the thick darkness, and the silver dust formed by the elemental incarnation suddenly spasmed.

The elemental avatar's eyes widened, and its silver-white pupils were full of incredulity. "You ......" his steely tone quickly softened, becoming weak and ethereal. He couldn't believe it, even the real Silver Dust hiding in the darkness couldn't believe that Xue Wuxian, who was a swordsman, would actually be, would actually ......

Storm Poison Touches Fist.

This is the Demon Skill of the Poison Dragon Sect!

The poisonous fist rushed into the body, completely crushing the structure between the elements. The elemental avatar could no longer be sustained, as if it had weathered in an instant, turning into flying ash at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xue Wuxian looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

And in the distance, the footsteps that were originally rushing in were neatly gone away at a faster speed.

Suddenly, it was pitch black, and the lights that had been guaranteed to be supplied seemed to be in short supply in an instant. In the darkness, a smell of conspiracy hung over like an invisible haze.

Silver Dust, who was hiding in the shadows, saw blood-red handwriting: "All rooms have been attacked by the Shenhai Sect!

The shouts of killing, the exclamations, seemed to come faintly from a distance. Yinchen was about to do something when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

It was the first time he had felt pain since he became a god!

An energy that frightened him, that could really threaten him, even annihilate him, burst out from places he could least have imagined.

The source of the sharp pain was ordinary, not some bizarre accident, just the well-preserved walls, moving, squeezing him between the two walls.

Silver Dust immediately left the wall, but at this time, the small clearing in front of him no longer existed.

The corridors, the rooms, and the players who came to participate in the tournament were all in chaos, completely chaotic in the muffled sound of the mechanism coming from under their feet.

"System, pop up the battle situation!" When Xue Wuxian's figure was blocked by a wall in front of Yinchen's eyes, the magician who realized that something was wrong immediately contacted the system.

However, all that awaited him was a shocking line of large letters: "Link broken." ”

"How is it possible that the link is broken?" The sudden loss of the system made Silver Dust very uncomfortable. He looked around blankly and found himself in a new, small dark room.

"How is it impossible? Everything is possible! Do you think this seat can't see that you're using a fake body?"

The door to the small room opened in the back door of Silver Dust, and Xue Wuxian walked in, at this time he was like an adult-tall gunpla.

Silverdust didn't turn around, because there was no need, and the air around him exploded with endless firelight, which filled all the space in the small room like a thermobaric bomb.

Behind him, however, a cold blizzard swirled and collided with the flames, and the red and blue faced each other for three seconds before a large explosion occurred.

In the explosion, Silver Dust actually vomited blood.

He was blown away by the explosion ten meters away, and the severe pain all over his body made him wake up, something was wrong, something really happened.

As a Dharma god, he should never be injured again, vomit blood, or feel pain after the nuclear bomb is dropped!

If the body is injured, it means that there is something wrong with his godhead or divine position.

"What are you doing!"

He felt infinite horror because his divine throne was being shattered!

The throne is shattered!

This is the bad news that can definitely kill him, the god seat, is the law that the magician casts after burning with spirit and will, soul and blood body as sacrifices, it is an incomparably high-end life form, and it is also the name of the mage, life, soul, and the existence of the four systems are the foundation of existence.

The primordial gods whose divine throne is shattered and the divine fire is extinguished will be silent and will become remnants in the universe, however, the Dharma gods are not so lucky, the only fate of the divine seat shattered and the divine fire extinguished is that it does not exist at all.

It is not a horror that can be embodied by the destruction of form and spirit, it is a horror that has completely deprived itself of all traces of past existence and all possibilities that will exist in the future.

"I'm sorry - I can't stop Infinity - but I can save you!" Sheael's voice was staccato, but her last words were hysterical and resolute.

"How could it be?!how could it be!" Silver Dust shouted in despair in his heart, almost for the first time in his life, his nostrils were overwhelmed by fear. The return of Wudu means that he and his system are about to usher in a total collapse, and even represents that his lunar base, the Red Queen base, and all the facilities related to the Kanonic civilization have become his enemies in an instant. Thinking of this, Silver Dust and Honghu turned off their own generation system, hibernate and standby, and even completely ignored the fact that in this cold winter, there were still people in two whole cities, counting on his system to maintain the operation of the box blast furnace through the long winter. At this moment, Yinchen's heart was in turmoil, he was like a rich man who had slipped away from his belongings, hysterically scrambling to grab all the wealth he could get, and he could keep a little bit of it, and he didn't care about the value of this wealth at all.