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"Ahem......"

Cangxuan's phantom image manifested from the void, and calm was still written on his bloodless face. As soon as he held it in his hand, a bone tower like white jade returned to his hand.

He rarely used this Soul Tower, because there were few monks who were worthy of him using it. It's like this kind of forbidden killing weapon, but now it is full of the soul of a Tianjiao monk.

Thinking of the last thunderous bloody eye, Cang Xuan was also deeply shocked. That Yue Yang is very powerful, and there are probably few people who can match him in the fifth realm.

But that's not enough!

He has not really been pushed to the brink of death, nor has he been able to break through the shackles in this battle, which is far from enabling him to achieve his goal.

Cang Xuan turned around, and his deep purple eyes lit up with even more terrifying battle intent. He swung the Eight Directions Emperor Fist, and the ontological battle spirit behind him manifested, and he walked with him towards the monks who were watching.

In addition to the Tiger Punishment Venerable who had fallen before, there were also several Sixth Realm monks in this ancient city, and these were all targets that Cang Xuan would not let go. If slaughtering these monks still doesn't allow him to break through the sixth realm, he will continue to fight, waiting for the day when he will break free from his cage, and if he fights to the end, he will be buried here!

"Kill!"

Undoubtedly, Cangxuan at this time is absolutely terrifying. With the incomparable physique of the Heavenly Overlord Body, he was undefeated against the Four Venerables alone, fighting bloody battles all the way, and the Soul Suppression Tower hooked the soul and caused countless blood disasters.

At this time, the Void Ancient Palace, far away from the secret realm, was a depressed gloomy cloud. Many of the bigwigs in front of the Void Mirror had gloomy faces, and the brief silence was suffocating.

"I thought it was just a bright summer flower, and it withered after blooming, but I didn't expect it to cause such waves, and I really underestimated him. A Venerable of the Bone Clan spoke, and the fire of the primordial god beat wildly in front of his forehead, which was terrifying.

"Killed so many...... Is he crazy?" Except for the Venerables who dominated the side in the hall, some of the other monks who were watching the battle all trembled and said in distraction as they looked at the scenes that looked like Shura fields in the Void Mirror.

"The deity has heard that the Hundred Beast Divisions have obtained a forbidden mineral deposit in the secret realm of the kings, how can that bone tower that constantly harvests souls be so similar to the contents of the forbidden mineral deposit?" said a werewolf monk to one of the Venerable Beast Divisions, these words were very intriguing.

The Venerable of the Hundred Beast Division snorted coldly, he knew what the Venerable of the Werewolf Clan wanted to do to pull hatred, and he didn't bother to defend it.

Faced with the disregard of the Blood Venerable, the Werewolf Venerable grinned. His furry hand slashed at his neck in a defiant manner.

The blood clan and the werewolf clan have had irreconcilable hatred for generations, and he doesn't mind waiting for the ultimate place to open, and then settle the balance with those blood clans.

On this day, the entire Void Ancient City, along with the secret realm, could hardly be calm. The Tianjiao cultivators of the Fifth Realm suffered countless casualties, and even those Venerable Masters of the Sixth Realm also fell one after another, creating an indelible day of blood calamity.

Until many years later, purple was regarded as a forbidden color in the secret realm of kings. Because, they clearly remembered, a young man dressed in purple like a demon god, with a black dragon pattern demon knife, pushed several large states, killing not a single monk dared to squeak......

No one knew why the young man in purple drew his sword, it was just an indelible nightmare in their hearts, and they didn't want to remember it, they didn't want to dig into it.

Many years later, the land was filled with legends about the young man in purple. There are many versions of those stories, but none of them seem to have anything to do with Cangxuan......

At this time, on the top of a snow-capped mountain, a young man in purple stood with his hands in his hands, raising his face slightly, facing the rising sun, like a snow lotus sitting on the top of the mountain, which was amazingly beautiful.

"Slaughter my city, kill my people. Are you trying so hard to bring me here, and are you glad that I'm here?"

In the cool morning light, fragments of the void flew one after another, like fish scales reflecting light.

"It's not too late. The purple-clothed young man slowly opened his eyes, and as the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually fullened, a wisp of crystal blood stained a few falling snowflakes, and melted in the air.

"Hahaha......" The sound of indulgent laughter resounded, making every piece of snow tremble, but miraculously, nowhere collapsed because of these sounds.

"It's so joyful to look at it, and I don't even have the interest to do it. Why don't you stay with me from now on, and I will have a way to rescue you, and even let you go further, how about turning a fish into a dragon?"

On the top of a mountain in the distance, a golden sun rises. The majestic brilliance is blooming, as if it is about to compete with the sun in the nine heavens.

A young man stepped forward, carrying a golden sun, standing on the top of the mountain. His form was very vague, sacred and solemn, but invisible.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, I don't like to eat with my face very much. Cang Xuan turned around, and there was always a kind of indifference in his blurry eyes, which was difficult to touch.

He raised his hands slightly, and his purple sleeves flicked lightly, bringing up countless fluttering snowflakes, which rolled up the sky like a wave, drowning everything around him.

In the golden day, the black-haired young man who looked like a god frowned slightly, because at this moment, the purple-clothed young man completely disappeared from his perception, as if he really did not exist in this heaven and earth.

"Whew!"

His hand was also raised lightly, and a golden light magnified in his hand, and finally turned into a sword mark that divided the wind and snow that was pressing on him.

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, creation is work, yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper...... ethereal eulogy slowly seeps out from the void. The chopping snowflakes all turned around in an instant, trapping the god-like young man inside......

In the Void Ancient City, since Cang Xuan created a terrible blood disaster, no monk dared to despise him again, and many monks did not hesitate to consume piles of spirit stones to maintain the operation of this Void Scene, just to not miss any latest developments about Cang Xuan.

"Oh my God, that's not the natural god of the Golden-winged Roc clan...... Jin Haoyu, who is known as the supreme figure of the younger generation, how could that madman bump into that adult!" A monk exclaimed, unable to believe the scene reflected in the Void Mirror.

"I remember that madman seems to have bypassed several states before and slaughtered an ancient city under the jurisdiction of the Golden-winged Roc Clan. Could it be ......" A monk whispered, as if he thought of something, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Jin Haoyu's reputation is very loud, even in the Hundred Clans Heavenly Road, many people have heard of his name. Among them, the most popular is that a demon king praises the appearance of a crown prince. Being recognized by an Eighth Realm King would be overshadowed by many Tianjiao in all races in front of him.

This is also the previous Cang Xuan's extraordinary performance in the competition for the heart of immortality, but he did not get the attention of many bigwigs. In addition to the fact that Cangxuan's cultivation was still a little humble at that time, there was another reason for the presence of a future supreme crown prince like Jin Haoyu.

This phenomenon did not change until Cang Xuan went crazy and pushed many large states.

"One is the noble crown prince who was born a god, and the other is a murderous madman who has a lot of blood...... The collision of these two ...... Is it fatalistic hostility?" muttered the monk in a trance.

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