The cold breath hits people's hearts, like blood that can condense into ice.

The ancient region is filled with chaos and violence, which is shocking and chilling.

Zhou Yan is not a person who has no bearing power, he has lived a detached will and has a detached heart, but he is still chilling at this time.

He knew that not only him, but any monk who appeared here would be so, and even worse.

This is no longer an environment, but the influence of a strong and violent will.

No one can tell what kind of terrible will this is, and no one can tell what kind of terrible impact it is.

But under such will and impact, the monk is afraid that it will be difficult for him to resist, and he will treat himself as a fish and let the enemy slaughter him.

At this time, Zhou Yan trembled involuntarily, this was an instinctive action of the body and soul, an instinctive fear.

And the blood monster was still howling, a heart-rending, deafening, bloodthirsty and gloomy sound that could tear people's souls apart.

The eyes of the blood demon flashed with cold blood, and those ferocious eyes of the fierce wolf who had been hungry all his life were so vicious and inhumane.

But these eyes are so familiar that they make people tremble.

This battle, to this Cheng dù, can be said to be no need to fight at all.

Because in all aspects, Zhou Yan is on the verge of a kind of end, in a state of collapse.

But even on the verge of a kind of end, Zhou Yan still showed his own will and majesty.

Ruyu's flying sword broke free from the shackles of the blood demon monster and returned to Zhou Yan's hand, and there was even a trace of scarlet crack marks on the flying sword.

It wasn't a crack, it was just a trace of filth from the impact of the Blood Monster.

Zhou Yan stared at the Blood Demon Monster, for the first time, he almost instantly released the Twelve Shape Intent Sword Spirit clones, and then all the twelve clones were superimposed, and they entered his own body in an instant.

At that moment, it was the direct superposition and fusion of the twelve fighting bodies, which was an extreme transformation.

At that moment, Zhou Yan didn't even look like Zhou Yan anymore, Zhou Yan's whole person flashed with a cold blood light, and terrifying bone spurs grew all over his body, and each bone spur had a terrifying sharp luster, like the will of death blessed in it.

Not only that, Zhou Yan's volume also became incomparably huge at this moment, the superposition of the twelve-fold form and intent battle body, each kind of majesty was inviolable, and the twelve-fold superposition, that kind of majestic will, was simply terrifying.

In such a state, Zhou Yan held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and with his immortal divine will, he released a crazy battle intent.

At this moment, no one can stop this battle.

Similarly, this demonized Xuanyuan Sword fragment, if it can be subdued, will take its strength to the next level, and if it can't be submitted, Yiqiē will end this time.

Zhou Yan didn't expect that a fateful scene would happen so early, but when this moment came, he didn't have the slightest intention of panicking.

His heart was very calm, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand bloomed with a dazzling golden luster, and Zhou Yan also changed his previous indifference and calmness, becoming murderous and fierce.

Strands of ferocious blood were boiling in Zhou Yan's body, the pores of Zhou Yan's body were dilated, the power of form and meaning was boiling like the raging waves of the sea, and the will to kill filled the heavens and the earth.

With the addition of thunder, the heavens and the earth in all directions became distorted, and this gloomy and cold world also seemed a little turbulent and uneasy because of Zhou Yan's rage.

Zhou Yan's Xuanyuan sword, a thunderous blow, a sword kill, thousands of sword shadows in heaven and earth appeared, on each sword shadow, manifested the dragon, fire phoenix, thunder eagle and other twelve totems, each totem, as if it can suppress the eternal, open the world.

This is already an unimaginable majesty, in this battle, Zhou Yan showed a violent battle intent and strength, almost close to the strength of the ancient warship in the past.

The gap of a thousand times, but it can be leveled by the superposition of the battle body, which is simply incredible.

But these, in Zhou Yan's heart at this time, are nothing.

There was only one word in his heart, and that was - war!

Except for fighting, in this life, he is almost nothing.

The sword shadow carries Zhou Yan's divine power, majestic will, and that kind of immortal and invincible heart.

I am the only one, invincible through the ages.

This is Zhou Yan's will, majesty, and the thoughts presented by his heart.

He has always had such a thought, I am invincible, and I am the only one.

This time, it's no exception.

The sword shadow flickered, as if opening the confinement of heaven and earth, showing the power of destruction, all the sword shadows all killed the blood monster, and at the moment when the blood demon monster was approaching, it evolved into a sword, an emperor's sword, and a sword of lore.

A sword has seized all the strength and will between heaven and earth, changed the color of heaven and earth, and made all the qi qi qi in heaven and earth lose their luster, only this sword is so scorching.

But such an invincible sword, in the eyes of the blood demon monster, still did not have the slightest wave.

The Blood Demon howled even louder, and then spewed out a terrifying jet-black poisonous mist from its mouth, which smelled so foul and annoying that all of its combat power could be extinguished almost instantly.

Even if Zhou Yan didn't smell the breath of this poisonous mist and didn't perceive the slightest breath, he still had a terrifying feeling that his combat power had been drastically reduced.

In the poisonous mist, the blood demon once again grabbed the sword with both hands, and continued to spray the lightsaber with a terrible poisonous mist, so that the will of the lightsaber and everything else began to be demonized.

It's simply overwhelming, because there's no way to fight it!

Zhou Yan's heart moved, and directly activated this sword with the power of thunder, he had already thought of this scene, so even if the prediction was accurate, he did not change color at all, the power of thunder was presented in the lightsaber, and the thunder that originally restrained the evil was also oppressed by this poisonous fog at this time, like the electric light wrapped in a thick fog, it could not penetrate.

However, Zhou Yan's heart sank, and he condensed the Silent Purple Flame, and with a peerless flame, combined with thunder on top of the lightsaber, he burned it out in one fell swoop.

Sure enough, when the purple flame came out, the blood demon monster let out a terrible howl, this sound was even more poignant, even more miserable, and it made people's hearts as terrible as if they were about to be shattered.

Zhou Yan closed the six senses, strengthened Zi Yan, and used the power of divinity to act as burning energy for Zi Yan, and at the moment when the poisonous mist was enveloped, it swept towards the whole body of the blood demon monster.

At that moment, the purple flame suddenly swept towards the blood demon monster's whole body like an explosion, and at the same time, Zhou Yan directly went berserk, and the divine power surged over like a flood beast.

At that moment, Zhou Yan simply didn't take the power of divinity seriously, and it was completely wasted and handed over to the Silent Purple Flame to be frantically incinerated.

This purple flame is fueled by the power of divinity, and once it burns, the madness in it is simply terrifying.

"Boom-"

In an instant, the Blood Demon Monster was ignited by Ziyan, like a peerless fireball, it let out a roar like thunder, rolling in the void, but it could no longer extinguish Ziyan.

Not only could it not be extinguished, but at this time, Zhou Yan was also unable to control it, the divine power in his body was burning like madness, and the original huge amount of divine power had begun to dry up almost in a moment.

Not only that, after the divine power was close to drying up, Zhou Yan felt the life potential in his body, etc., and even the power of the divine soul began to flow all to the Silent Purple Flame.

In a breath, Zhou Yan felt that his body began to dry out, and his spirit began to dry up.

But in between these breaths, this Heaven Sacrifice Ancient City was burned into a pitch-black ruin by this purple flame, and the Blood Demon Monster also struggled in the flames, and finally turned into a pitch-black dead corpse.

A qiē is nothing more than between breaths.

But between these breaths, the ancient city of Heaven Sacrifice collapsed again, becoming a ruin, and the heaven and earth swept by the flames were already hideous.

The lake of blood has dried up, and the ancient city has collapsed, as if it has gone through the impact of time, it is pitch black, and a scorched earth is everywhere.

The potholed ground has long been twisted to the point where it is not presentable.

And Zhou Yan didn't pay attention to the change in this scene, because Zhou Yan had already discovered that he himself had become a dry corpse.

As with all dried corpses, there is almost no difference.

His physical body, which suffered unimaginable ruin, also came from his own means.

Playing with fire, self-immolation.

This is real self-immolation.

But this is an option for which there is no choice.

Because of the Blood Demon Monster, because the demonized Xuanyuan Sword fragment was by no means something that his combat power could match.

That kind of power has surpassed that of immortals, and even immortals can't be subdued.

There are immortals in this world, and there are demons.

This time, Zhou Yan knew the horror of 'demon' for the first time.

And because of the 'demon', Zhou Yan realized that the demons in the Outer Heaven Demon Domain, maybe every one, had such a terrifying ability as the demonized Xuanyuan Sword fragment.

In the former Outer Heaven Demon Domain, those giant bone Heavenly Demons may just be some ants.

Zhou Yan didn't know how he suddenly had these cognitions, but just like the return of a person before death, sometimes what he suddenly understands is the most real.

"The reincarnation of the Nine Sources is the point of reincarnation, leveling the gap between time and space and the plane, and starting all over again with the same point, so that there is a chance to declare war. Otherwise, there really isn't any chance. ”

Zhou Yan muttered to himself in his heart, and in an instant, he even understood the most fundamental meaning of the reincarnation of the Nine Sources.

And because of this, the essence of the Mandate of Heaven plan is to shape different geniuses with different fates and different life perceptions, and before the reincarnation of the Nine Sources, determine a genius leader with real ability, who can move forward in one fell swoop in the domain competition.

However, Zhou Yan found that even if he took the right path, now that he suddenly encountered the Heavenly Demon, after encountering this demonized Xuanyuan Sword fragment, he was still not an opponent.