The Ten Kings represent a kind of glory and a kind of hope. Throughout the ages, there has been a legend. The Cosmic Starry Sky Road, the oldest road, is just after the Forty Cities. Even if the times change and the universe is destroyed, the road after these forty cities has not been lost. However, once the battle is over, the forty cities of the Cosmic Starry Sky Road will be completely closed, and all the creatures in it will die.

Or rather, when they die, they live in another form. That is the evil spirit! The starry sky road of the universe, since the forty cities, there have been evil spirits. These evil spirits are extremely powerful, difficult to kill, and immortal.

Long Aoxue stood in front of the Supreme Monument of Ten Thousand Races in front of the forty cities, and pointed out, leaving a deep imprint on the stone tablet. This time, the imprint he left behind burst into a brilliant light like a blazing sun. By the time someone woke up, Long Aoxue's blood had already disappeared. He was dressed in white and walked on the ancient road of the universe void. During his days, in addition to participating in the immortal arts, he was also participating in the battle immortals.

The War Immortal God Slaughter Scroll is a magical artistic conception. It is not a secret method of exercises, but it goes beyond the secret method of exercises. Long Ao's blood cultivation has made great progress, and his strength has increased, so he has a little comprehension of this picture scroll. Looking at the invincible war immortal, Long Aoxue was full of emotion for a while.

Legend has it that immortality is a metamorphosis of a life level. Long Aoxue found that it didn't seem to be the case. In ancient times, and even more ancient times, immortals and gods existed, born as gods, acquired as immortals, and immortals were weaker than gods. Therefore, the battle immortal slaughtering god is terrifying.

Long Aoxue couldn't help but think of the 100,000 Divine Mountain, could it not be left by the War Immortals? If that was the case, the War Immortals would be a little terrifying. Killing one god is nothing, but slaughtering 100,000 gods is a perversion. Long Aoxue frowned, staring at the Battle Immortal God Slayer Scroll, his thoughts fluttering. However, after entering the Fortieth City, Long Aoxue did not have the leisure time like before.

Suddenly, a gray shadow floated by, Long Aoxue was vigilant in his heart, his feet stepped on alternately, and the figure disappeared in place in a flash. Flipping his hand and putting away the Battle Immortal God Slaughter Scroll, Long Ao's blood eyes flashed with a faint crystal light, and he glanced around. With a punch, Long Ao's blood tore through the starry sky and fell out of a gray cloud. Long Aoxue showed a look of interest and said, "This is an evil spirit?"

"Roar!" replied with only an angry roar. The evil spirit roared and shook the sky, shaking the dragon's state of mind.

The evil spirit flickered, and it turned out to be like a huge drill, stabbing towards Long Ao's blood. Long Aoxue's expression was calm, and with a slight flicker, he disappeared in place. When he appeared, he stood on the side of the evil spirit, and threw out a thunderball lightly.

The thunderball was purple all over, flashing with a terrifying thunderbolt of destruction, crackling, and an unknown number of thunderbolts spread out of the thunderball, turning into a large net, enveloping the evil spirit. The evil spirit roared, but he couldn't make any money, and was strangled on the spot by Long Aoxue.

Long Aoxue shook his head, this evil spirit seemed to be a little weak! He didn't care, his feet swayed, and his speed was faster. It only took half a day for Long Aoxue to arrive at the forty-first city. Here, it seems to be even more chaotic, with many races and battles breaking out from time to time.

A slight sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Long Aoxue subconsciously threw a punch, blocking the sneak attack. With a sonorous sound, it was an old man who attacked Long Ao's blood, but his sword was still sharp. The sneering sound continued, and the old man stabbed out countless swords. With a wave of Long Aoxue's hand, the white sleeves of his coat flew out like a cloud and crashed into the sword light.

With a snap, the old man flew upside down. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, but said ruthlessly: "Who is the junior, you dare to sneak attack my old man's house, don't you know that I am the disciple of the Holy King?"

Long Aoxue frowned, and said lightly: "Saint King, the seventh Saint King of the Ten Kings? Unfortunately, I am not afraid of him Saint King!"

Long Aoxue smiled faintly, looked at the old man, and with a flick of his fingers, a finger swept by, tearing through time and space, and wanted to kill him.

The old man roared, "The Holy King is supreme!" He held up a token and smashed it fiercely, turning into a hazy shadow. Suddenly, the power of heaven and earth rolled violently. The shadow became clearer and clearer, and gradually condensed a person. He was handsome, his eyebrows were golden, and his pupils shimmered with a faint brilliance as if they were made of white gold. He glanced at the dragon's proud blood, and stood proudly.

With a bang, energy surged, and it easily broke the fingers of Long Ao's blood. Long Aoxue was taken aback, this Saint King was a little extraordinary. Long Aoxue took a step back and stared at the Saint King, revealing a little battle intent, he hadn't seen such a strong man for a long time.

The Holy King stretched out his hand, and countless powers surged and converged. Even, the energy on the old man's body was extracted by him. The strong people who were close, and there were also some people who couldn't dodge and were drained by the Holy King. The Saint King's momentum increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching a terrifying height in the blink of an eye. Long Aoxue's face was flat and he didn't care.

"This is the supreme magic trick created by the Holy King himself, called Wanhua Guiyuan, and it is really strong. Someone not far away recognized the Holy King's methods and whispered. When Long Aoxue heard this, he sighed slightly, this holy king is worthy of being the seventh of the ten kings, and his strength is very strong.

The Saint King's eyes rolled, staring at Long Aoxue and said, "Are you the cultivator who provoked my servants?

Long Aoxue suddenly laughed and said, "The Holy King is nothing more than that. If you can kill me, I will thank you. ”

The Saint King suddenly snorted coldly, his expression became even more indifferent, but the holy light on his body became more and more intense, and he felt a little bright.

Long Aoxue took a deep breath, the power in his body rolled, Long Aoxue slowly raised his hand, and said lightly: "Thunder Realm!" He pointed out, and a thunderball appeared, and terrifying thunder surged in it, as if it had installed a perfect world.

The Holy King's pupils shrank, and he said, "Boy, the means are okay!" He snapped, and with a wave of his hand, a ball of light appeared. The ball of light spun dripping, and wisps of light appeared, as if forming a large net, shrouding towards Long Ao's blood.

Long Aoxue also pointed out, and countless thunder rays diffused from the thunderball, viciously colliding with the light. The tricks used by the two are similar, and there is a special commonality. Thunder and light collided, bursting into flames.

The dragon laughed wildly, and the Holy King soared into the air. Long Aoxue said: "Holy King, you are nothing more than this, come up with some powerful means, let me take a good look!" Long Aoxue's long hair spread out and flew in the wind, he carried a kind of madness, somewhat similar to the war immortal.

The Saint King was cold and said, "Good boy, I will let you see my methods, I hope you don't regret it!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and countless forces in the void rushed in, and he integrated into himself. The Saint King's aura swelled again, several times stronger. He pinched a handprint and said lightly: "Holy Light Technique, Holy Shine the World!" The handprint flickered, dazzling like a round of scorching sun.

I don't know how many rays of light shot out, like spider webs, countless holy lights flowed, and shrouded in Long Ao's blood.

Long Aoxue wanted to move, but was surprised to find that this time and space were blocked. This trick can only be hard-connected, and there is no way to dodge. However, Long Aoxue didn't believe in this evil, took a deep breath, and his hands swiped, and the time and space shook violently.

"Time and space shifted!" Long Aoxue said lightly. His figure flickered, like a streamer, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Saint King was taken aback, "It's good that you can break free from my Holy Light Technique after a good time and space shift." As he spoke, he took one step at a time, and came inadvertently, as if he had crossed time and space. With a bang, one of his handprints was slapped out, slashing through the sky.

The Holy King kept making his moves, breaking through pieces of void, and at the same time said, "This is my Holy Light Great Mudra, see how you resist." ”

Long Aoxue let out a loud shout, clenched his fists, and the ten divine rings enveloped his whole body, shining incomparably. Long Aoxue punched out, and there were no terrible fluctuations that emanated, but it tore through the sky at will, tearing apart the Great Handprint of the Holy Light one by one. Long Ao's blood was like a god of war, and his fighting intent was spurted, although it did not emanate, it gave people a terrifying feeling, and people couldn't help but jump in horror.

Only then did the Holy King value Long Ao's blood, and couldn't help but say, "Who are you?" He stopped his attack and asked about the origin of Long Ao's blood. In his opinion, the battle spirit can return to the basics, all of them are real unrivaled fighters, how can ordinary people match!

Long Aoxue's body shook, shattering the Great Mudra of the Holy Light, and walked slowly, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I'm back!"

Long Aoxue pointed at the Saint King, and said lightly: "Although it is not the deity, it can also let me try my depth, come on!"

Long Aoxue slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and countless ripples appeared between heaven and earth, and the ripples reverberate, forming a circle, trapping the Holy King in it. Long Aoxue said lightly: "Time and space break the embankment!" With the light drink of Long Ao's blood, time and space stirred and turned into the water of the embankment.

Boom, the heavens and the earth shook, the Holy King shouted loudly, and the dazzling white light, with a faint gold, was transmitted from the ripples. There was no accident with Long Aoxue, how could such a strong person die easily. However, after the Holy King broke free, he couldn't do it.

This is not his true deity after all, although he is powerful, he is not physically strong. This alone, among the masters of the same level, he can't do it. Long Aoxue looked at the Saint King lightly, and had a clear understanding of his combat power, the Saint King was not his opponent.

Although there are many masters among the ten kings, Long Aoxue believes that those who are truly strong have not really made a move. Therefore, the gold content of the Ten Kings still needs to be estimated. Just like those friends of Long Aoxue, there seems to be no one among the ten kings. If you have to say it, it's the demon king who is ranked third. The Demon King is the demon venerable clone of the dragon's proud blood, and his strength is strong and unfathomable.

Long Aoxue returned to the Starry Sky Road of the Universe, and his sense of the three major deities was also much stronger. The three major deities have all broken through to the Emperor Realm, and they all have the cultivation of the peak of the early Emperor Realm and the physical strength of the peak of the middle Emperor Realm. Coupled with the perverted immortal skills of the three of them, the three clones of Long Ao's blood are absolutely very powerful. Even if it is the dragon's arrogant blood, he doesn't dare to say that he will win them.

The Saint King's eyes were full of anger, staring at Long Aoxue, "Very good, you are very good, I am waiting for you in the Forty-Six City, I hope you will not let me down!" After speaking, he turned into a holy light and shot away. He was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Long Aoxue sighed, this guy still holds a grudge. But does Long Aoxue care? He doesn't care. Just as he was about to leave, Long Aoxue turned around suddenly, his momentum skyrocketed, and shouted: "Who's there, come out for me!" ...... To be continued

This book is from the Book King