Bones...

Jin Xiong's head rolled for more than ten meters before stopping.

There was still a big smile on that smug face.

It's just that under the face, the neck that was cut neatly and without marks is still bleeding.

As for the headless corpse, it took a long time before a burst of blood gushed out.

Behind him, the fog demon held the sickle in both hands, as if he was doing something simple.

"It's... Not far away, Gongsun Huowu looked at Jin Xiong's head in a daze, and then at the headless corpse.

This was almost unacceptable to her.

A pinnacle of the Holy Emperor Realm, a dignified Great Elder of the Ten Thousand Golden Mansions, was beheaded off and died in an instant like this?

That kind of strong man who has already become famous and has a place among the upper martial artists in the Middle Domain, just died like this?

Sou...

Suddenly, the figure of the fog demon suddenly disappeared in place.

Before Gongsun Huowu could react, a hideous and terrifying face had already appeared in front of her.

Those empty eyes were only a foot away from her beautiful eyes.

At that moment, Gongsun Huowu only had time to shrink his pupils and break out in a cold sweat.

It was an inexplicable panic from the bottom of my heart.

Those hollow and lifeless, terrifying eyes that seem to ignore everything, are enough to make people fall into fear in an instant.

The next second.

Without warning, the Mist Demon raised the sharp scythe in his hand and swung it down.

"Ahh

The scene of the head falling to the ground flashed in her mind, forcing her to exclaim from her fear.

Wow...

The scythe slashed through the air, causing a burst of air.

This astonishing speed is probably enough to cut off her head neatly.

However, when the scythe came to her neck, the scythe suddenly stopped.

Hiss...

The sharp aura of the scythe cut a strand of hair around her neck.

The green silk slowly fell.

Gongsun Huowu's graceful figure also collapsed to the ground in an instant.

For a moment, she felt like she was in the crosses with death.

In front of him, the fog demon's face turned and looked at Xiao Yi.

The only one who could make him stop the sickle suddenly was Xiao Yi.

"Come back. Xiao Yi said.

Sou... Without hesitation, the fog demon dodged back to Xiao Yi's side.

"What are you killing her for?" Xiao Yi asked suspiciously.

He didn't give the fog demon an order to kill Gongsun Huowu.

"The hosts... Look..."The fog demon's words were becoming less clumsy than before, but still not very fluent.

"The hosts... Hate her... I kill..."

"Huh. Xiao Yi smiled faintly, "Come back first." ”

"Yes. The Mist Demon nodded, and disappeared in an instant, returning to the Wind Sacred Pot.

Then, Xiao Yat turned around and left.

Behind him, Gongsun Huowu suddenly stood up.

It is worthy of the eighteen mansions to recover from fear so quickly.

"Xiao Yat thief. Gongsun Huowu clenched his silver teeth.

"Today's humiliation, my grandson Huowu will never forget. ”

As he spoke, a trace of shame and anger flashed on Gongsun Huowu's pale face.

"Humiliation?" Xiao Yi didn't turn around, and said indifferently.

"Skills are not as good as people, what else can you say?"

"Hmph. Gongsun Huowu snorted coldly, "That's a good thing to say." ”

"I don't believe that you, Xiao Yi, have never been defeated. ”

"Defeated. Xiao Yi nodded and didn't say any more.

The figure flashed, and he left with Jin Xiong's corpse.

Of course, he was also defeated.

It's just that they were all defeated at the hands of some old guys.

However, even if he loses, he will not let go of such meaningless cruel words.

Rather than this, it is better to increase your strength and win in the future, and not lose again.

......

Inside the Golden Light.

Xiao Yi flashed for thousands of miles in a row, and then suddenly stopped.

Putting down Jin Xiong's corpse, he felt it.

"Purple Martial Spirit. Xiao Yi's face was slightly happy.

Sure enough, the characters who can cultivate to the peak of the Holy Emperor Realm are not ordinary people.

This Jin Xiong's martial soul is a purple grade, and the color is not light.

It's probably at the purple mid-grade level.

Xiao Yi's eyes closed, and the next second he opened again.

The eyes that were originally clear and bright changed in an instant.

The left eye is as deep as ink, and the right eye is as hot as fire.

In the center of the two eyes, an invisible vortex appeared out of thin air.

In a breath, Jin Xiong's martial soul power had been absorbed.

Xiao Yi also looked inwardly at the fire beast martial soul in his body.

The fire control beast, as always, opened its mouth and 'ate' these martial soul powers.

It was obvious that the color of the Fire Control Beast had deepened slightly.

Do everything, Xiao Yi is just about to leave.

Suddenly, the Qiankun ring in his hand shook slightly.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Sensing the Qiankun Ring, it was Leng Yanjian who vibrated inside.

Xiao Yi frowned.

He knew the reason why Leng Yan's sword shook.

After thinking for half a minute, Xiao Yi shook his head.

"Forget it. Xiao Yi muttered to himself, and the light in his hand flashed.

Leng Yanjian appeared out of thin air.

The sharp tip of the sword pressed against Jin Xiong's corpse.

Leng Yan's sword body flashed with a cheer-like rhythm in an instant.

And the essence blood on Jin Xiong's corpse kept flowing.

The essence blood of a peak powerhouse in the Holy Emperor Realm was naturally the reason why Leng Yanjian cheered and jumped.

In fact, in the past, Xiao Yi was not willing to absorb the essence blood of the martial artist with Leng Yan Sword.

It's not that he thinks that Leng Yanjian's move is evil.

In this world, nothing is absolute.

There is no such thing as evil or not, it only lies in people's hearts.

In the case of evil cultivators, it is not that the exercises they practice are evil cultivators, but they are considered evil cultivators.

Rather, in order to cultivate their own evil cultivation methods, they often slaughter and exterminate human nature.

Slaughtering cities at every turn, living on blood, no different from beasts, so it is an evil cultivator.

Xiao Yi's reluctance mainly came from the fact that every time Leng Yan Sword absorbed it, it would resonate with the blood pill in his body.

However, this Leng Yan Sword seemed to treat him 'excellent', and every time he absorbed the essence blood, he also gave him a portion of it.

This move made the blood pill in his body continue to grow.

What Xiao Yi is most afraid of is that the Blood Pill will break out one day and cause a catastrophe.

But these days, he completely changed his mind.

In particular, being hunted down and killed by the Great Elder of the Northern Yin Sect sounded a wake-up call for him.

Yes, the continuous growth of the blood pill is indeed dangerous.

But how does his current situation compare to it?

He walked in the Middle Regions, wandering around, not walking on thin ice. ‘

He continued to cultivate to the limit in order to quickly improve his cultivation and strength as quickly as possible, and he did almost anything to do it.

How many times have you been on the line of life and death, and how many times have you exploded in your life.

In terms of all kinds of battles and all kinds of situations with oneself, what is the blood pill?

Even if the blood pill really broke out, how could the situation be worse than his own various life and death realms?

In this great dangerous realm, only absolute strength is the guarantee.

If you can't live, it's all empty talk.

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