Emperor Yunxiao's sword heart is full of gods, and with the divine imperial thought, separated by a distance of ten miles, the Shengang Supreme of the Nagara clan is divided into two sections.

The stabbing sound was mixed with a deafening roar, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the cracks in the blood line.

Through the smoke and dust, Emperor Yunxiao's right hand was raised, and the Divine Will Heavenly Sword slashed again, and the head of the Nagaro Supreme was originally only a flesh necklace, which was instantly cut, and the head of the great head flipped into the sky.

Thundered!

The sky that had been clear was suddenly cloudy, and the blood-colored rain mixed with fine pieces of sand and gravel fell, and the vision of the cloudy wind and angry roar frightened everyone's eyes.

Supreme, has fallen!

"Why! That's it... A true Supreme of the Ages, dead, dead!"

"What is the origin of that kid from the Qingxia Ancient Sect?"

Short-lived palpitations and horror swept through my heart, and the thousands of monks in the Bodhi Cave who were always paying attention to Qingxia's station were in an uproar, and at the same time, they were dumbfounded, and at the same time, they gave birth to indescribable confusion.

Although the supreme of the Nagara tribe does not say that he swept the battlefield of the border wasteland, he can also be listed as one of the targets that cannot be provoked, and even the supreme of the exiled twelve clans deliberately avoided him when he was fighting.

The sand iron Buddha palm gathered by Gengjin's qi has been crisscrossing the battlefield of the Northern Star Domain for decades, and almost no one can break it, but under the terrifying sword of Emperor Yunxiao, it is actually divided into two parts, which is really unbelievable.

When the rain of blood sprinkled from the sky touched Emperor Yunxiao's three feet around him, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible enchantment, diverting to both sides, and it did not stain his black dragon robe at all.

Glancing in all directions, the dozens of powerhouses who had gathered around Qingxia's station suddenly felt their hearts skip a beat, and they shuddered at the murderous eyes of God Yunxiao.

Whether they believe it or not, the Nagaro Eternal Supreme has already declared the price of offending Qingxia at the cost of blood.

The fall of a generation of supreme beings has had such a great impact on these beings whose cultivation is far inferior to that of the supreme that it is almost about subverting cognition.

Dozens of miles away, several old monks in the holy land of Fuhu Temple opened their mouths slightly, and the Buddha strings in their hands were cut off, and the black Buddha beads were scattered all over the ground.

"Slaughter the Supreme! Qingxia Emperor Martial Emperor can really slaughter a Supreme Giant?"

The old monk Zhiyuan clasped his hands together, his eyebrows twisted into Sichuan characters, and his eyes looked back and forth on Emperor Yunxiao's body, wondering if this was the young emperor of Qingxia.

"Nothing is impossible! His physical body is slightly stronger than that of the poor monk, plus he is still a pure sword cultivator, and with the Divine Treasure Sword in his hand, it is strange that the one of the Nagara tribe can be safe and sound.

What's more, he has taken a big step on his own road again, and we are all inferior to him.

After ten years of retreat, he has already won the giant.

Emperor Qingxia Emperor Wu is worthy of being a genius who makes the Buddha master treat him solemnly, and now everyone understands the Buddha's intentions. ”

The hidden monk's eyes were scorching, as a monk, no matter how indifferent he was to fame and fortune, but seeing his peers who were originally equal to him throw himself out of the distance, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Shengang, Emperor Wu Huang has stepped into the Supreme Realm?"

The expressions of the old monk Zhiyuan and the others changed greatly, and they didn't feel the slightest bit of supreme mana from Emperor Yunxiao's body.

"It's very deep, it should be a first-class magic weapon that has performed some breathing technique or a certain magic weapon that conceals its own mana. He should be the first demon emperor of the younger generation to be promoted to the Supreme of the Ages, right?"

The hidden law monk sighed, he thought to himself that his talent was not inferior to anyone, and he didn't know how many calamities he had experienced in the Holy Land, so he had today's half-step supreme peak cultivation, but he was still one step behind.

"Amitabha, this matter needs to be reported to the Buddhas in the Holy Land as soon as possible. Buddha, Emperor Wuhuang's cultivation is so strong, once he is told of that secret place, it will be almost difficult for outsiders to contain him anymore..."

The old monk Zhiyuan's lips were bitter, and the reason why the holy land of Fuhu Tiansi invited Emperor Yunxiao was for a secret place of Buddhism in the Middle Ages.

After experiencing the impact of the first catastrophe in the ancient and late law era, all kinds of ghosts and ghosts have jumped out, and under the emergence of strong people, there are faint signs that the Holy Court cannot control it.

After all, the Seven Deadly Sins alone had more than seven Extreme Path powerhouses, plus the banishment of the Twelve Clans and some ancient beings that were constantly recovering, it was impossible for the Holy Court to suppress them all.

The Buddhist giants in the holy land of Fuhu Temple deduced the long river of history and found a place of annihilation, where there are Taoist systems left over from the top great religions of ancient Buddhism, and even the existence of heavenly Buddha vessels.

If you want to explore that secret place, you can't have a strong enough cultivator to go and just send them to death, but the strong people who are too high in the realm will also find it difficult to pass through the death area shrouded by that enchantment.

Among the two holy places of Buddhism, the strength of the holy land of Fuhu Tiansi is much different from that of the Great Leiyin Temple, and the Holy Venerable of Wunian (the holy master of Fuhutian Temple) urgently needs a piece of Buddhism to Baolai to stay and divide the soul, and practice the taboo supernatural power of the Buddha's way.

According to his deduction, whether or not he can obtain that Buddhist treasure, Emperor Wuhuang, the young master of Qingxia, is the key, and this is the scene where the hidden monk meets Emperor Yunxiao.

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The blood rain soon dyed the entire Bodhi Cave into a blood-colored world, and the fall of a supreme was a great shock to these Dao monarchs and supreme powerhouses who coveted the so-called Bodhi relics.

Secretly, the other two dormant supreme powerhouses glanced at each other, and finally chose to retreat.

However, before leaving, one of them rolled up the glazed jade bottle in the sword pit below with a thought, wanting to take away this powerful supreme weapon.

"If you don't want to die, don't stretch your hand. It only takes a sword to kill you!"

The indifferent voice passed through the layers of rain curtains, and directly penetrated into the sea of knowledge of the alien supreme, which made the other party tremble, and reluctantly put down the glass jade bottle that was almost rolled up in his hand.

"I am the Qingxia Emperor Yunxiao! The Bodhi relic treasure is in the hands of this king, and you can take it by yourself if you want it, and I want to see how many catties and taels you have!"

The purple and red glows were staggered behind him, and every time Emperor Yunxiao took a step forward, his momentum skyrocketed by one point, and he took seven steps, and those Dao Monarchs of all races around him rushed to cough up blood.

"Let's go! It turned out to be Emperor Martial Emperor Qingxia, damn it, how could this monster come to the border battlefield in person. ”

"Emperor? Could it be that he is Qingxia's young master sect Emperor Yunxiao? ”

Those Dao Monarch powerhouses were all blown up when they heard this, how could they, as Dao Monarch powerhouses, not know the achievements of the Emperor Martial Emperor that Qingxia had deliberately spread over the years.

In the face of the top five invincible people in the Marquis of the Holy Court, no matter how many of them are, they will only consume some more of the other party's spirit, and if they are enemies of such a strong person, they don't know how they will die!

In the blink of an eye, dozens of figures flashed clean.

Seeing this, Emperor Yunxiao did not continue to pursue, but set his eyes on the northeast corner, where the strong overseer stationed in the Bodhi Cave of the Holy Court was trying his best to suppress the mana surging in his body.

(End of chapter)