Chapter Forty-Seven: The Purple Heavenly Palace Destroys [April Fool's Day Chapter 3!

The mutilated ancient sword was rusty and lacklustre. The tip of its sword is broken, but that doesn't make it stronger. At this time, the remnant sword dripped blood, and with each swing of the sword, blood splattered, all of which pierced through the divine robe of the Purple Heaven Palace Lord.

This robe is not a magic weapon, except for majesty, it is nothing.

Yuan Xiaotian held a sword, and the middle-aged man held a knife, it was a real holy weapon! But Yuan Xiaotian was not afraid, his remnant sword was extraordinary, mysterious and powerful, and its material was so tough that it was far from being something that could be shaken by a holy weapon.

Yuan Xiaotian stepped on strange steps, flickering left and right, faintly hooking the momentum of the avenue to suppress the front. This is the Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon, and it is a powerful secret method handed over to Yuan Xiaotian by a generation. Since the first generation is not recognized by the laws of the heavens, this trick has no effect at present, but Yuan Xiaotian has lived in the Great Red Sky since he was a child, and the laws of the heavens recognize his breath. So he can hook the laws here to suppress the enemy.

As soon as he took the first step, the young man's blood-stained sword swung out, and the sword qi was mixed with splashing blood, which made the Purple Heaven Palace Lord have to defend himself. The purple gold long knife intertwined with a divine light, strangling out that sword qi and blood filled with Yuan Xiaotian's mana. The Purple Heaven Palace Lord showed a relaxed handwriting.

The second step out, the young man's remnant sword was not collected, a fist shadow rushed out, and the Purple Heaven Palace Lord calmly responded, and the two horizontal and vertical sword light splits, and took the punch of this broken mountain and river.

The third step... The fifth step, the figure of the Purple Heaven Palace Lord shook, feeling that the whole heaven and earth seemed to be suppressing and rejecting him, he felt a burst of suffocation in his heart, and spit out a mouthful of blood!

The sixth step down, boom, the invisible law appeared, a space was shrinking, the power was concentrated at one point, the blood of the Purple Heaven Palace Lord was spraying wildly, and he couldn't even hold the long knife and fell down, he couldn't move.

Stepping out of the seventh part, the young man's face turned red, and he was also under great pressure, but this step was finally taken!

"No!" the Purple Heaven Palace Lord roared angrily, unwillingly letting out a long howl. His face was furious, his face was blood-red, and his broken purple robe and long black and white hair seemed to be roaring, but it was all in vain, he still couldn't move, and he could only watch this foot step on his heavenly spirit cover.

Poof! The seventh step was out, the rules of the Dao Law were manifested, and one by one the laws and divine chains rushed out, wrapping around Yuan Xiaotian's feet, and this foot stepped on the Purple Heaven Palace Lord Heavenly Spirit Cover.

With a pop, the blood and bones mixed with red and white things exploded in the void, if the missile exploded, the invisible wave of qi accompanied by the law divine chain swept away the floating clouds, and a generation of Purple Heaven Palace Lords turned into the past, dead without a corpse!

This Heavenly Dragon Eight Steps is extremely powerful, and it shows great power in conjunction with the laws of the heavens, and it only takes the seventh step to end a saint! The Young Heavenly Emperor slaughters the saint, this is the name of the real Heavenly Emperor!

"Huh..." Yuan Xiaotian exhaled a long breath, and he was also under strong pressure when he used this blow. Seeing the death of the Purple Heaven Palace Master, the young man's stiff face relaxed, and a smile turned into a smile, and his red eyes turned back into clear black. Yuan Xiaotian looked at the battlefield on the other side and found that one generation was fighting fiercely with the old cultivators, but the other sage had already fallen.

"It's worthy of a generation of big brothers! It seems that we are looking for a secret method of refining the body. The boy fell to the ground and began to rest and regain his strength.

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A generation of people and the old man of the body cultivator confronted each other, fists to the flesh, and bones were ringing! The two of them fought the moon hotly, without losing their momentum at all, and there were no signs of fatigue. The two were evenly matched, played the real thing, and both felt a trace of recognition for each other, so they started to be more decisive and ruthless!

The first generation was hit with two punches, and his flesh made the sound of gold and stone, and there were no obvious injuries. The first generation felt that the strength of his meat society was gradually increasing, and after fighting with the old man for half an hour, he felt that his endurance was increasing, from spitting blood at the beginning to snorting now, the difference has appeared.

"I'm too perverted, this exercise is too perverted!" The generation has been practicing this secret method for less than two years now, and has only experienced two physical tests. One of them was now, and the other was the tide of corpse eaters! After being bitten by the corpse eaters, he felt a lot stronger than before.

"Could it be that the cultivation of this secret method is to be beaten, right?" The first generation felt that his future was dark for a while, could it really be that he had to go through countless devastations before he could practice the ten thousand laws without invasion? The generation suddenly wanted to be beaten by a group of masters, and then instantly become an emperor in the flesh, and the brilliance shone on the scene of the heavens and all worlds being arrogant.

"Old man, eat my punch!" The generation turned into a casserole-sized fist, and punched the old man here, this time he was no longer simply using the power of his body, infused the mana of his whole body, he sent out a flying immortal fist! A piece of immortal light rushed out, spilling into the void, and the fierce and domineering punch made the void a little torn.

"There are no regrets in this life!" The old man did not dodge such a powerful blow, and the bronze light of his whole body shone brightly, gathering all his strength into his right fist, which was blasted towards the fist of the first generation.

Bang! One punch of one generation destroyed the old man's right fist, and the fairy light tore through the old man's body, carrying a generation of holes through!

"Hey!" the generation sighed, he knew that the old man was lamenting that he had fought with him, but the old man had a wish. Fight against a true practitioner! Even if you lose, you will end up in glory. The generation admired this old man a little, he was like his shape, very open-minded! It's just a pity that he stood in the wrong position, and he was doomed to desolation.

The old man let out a long roar, roaring with his last life, and this sound filled through the mountains and rivers, piercing through the net of heaven and earth, Feng Kun, resounding for 100,000 miles! Countless living beings felt the mighty holy might, and their bodies couldn't stop trembling!

The old man exploded and turned into flying ashes under the light of the immortal light, and seemed to have feathered into a flying immortal.

The war ended, and the first generation and Yuan Xiaotian won two against three!

Yuan Xiaotian has recovered his vitality, such a battle did not hurt the origin, and it is easy to recover when he reaches the level of the supreme person. He flew up, side by side with the generation, and his gaze swept to a place somewhere the heaven and earth were formed by the net of heaven and earth thousands of miles away. There, there was a person Yuan Xiaotian wanted to kill the most! In his life, he had never hated a person so badly. The man must pay for his actions. Under that frightened gaze, Yuan Xiaotian slowly flew in front of Shen Tufeng.

"You... you can't kill me! kill me, the entire Yuheng Domain can't tolerate you!" However, it was not too hard, and seeing that the two of them were disdainful, they suddenly became beggars and begged for alms.

The next story doesn't need to be elaborated, the dragon set is the dragon set, and it is impossible to counterattack again under the glory of the protagonist, only the sad ending. Yuan Xiaotian's eyes turned blood-red again・・・・・・

"The Purple Heaven Palace has been destroyed, you are free to stay. If anyone wants to seek revenge on me, please remember that my name is the first generation!" The generation looked at most of the remaining purple-clothed disciples, and among them there were a few elite disciples of the highest human level. But the generation did not rush to kill, because Yuan Xiaotian told him that he did not feel too much killing intent in the hearts of these people. And when the eyes of the Dao Source God were opened, they didn't find that anyone had a grudge.

In fact, it's not that there are no complaints, but they don't dare to have grievances! The strength of the first generation and Yuan Xiaotian has been imprinted in their hearts, and they feel that they are unattainable and difficult to match. I only felt bitter and helpless in my heart, and not many people still thought about revenge. They are the same as the Taiwen, they can only be alone* wounds.

All this can't be blamed on the first generation and Yuan Xiaotian, after all, what Shen Tufeng did, it is impossible for the Purple Heaven Palace Master, who is his father and palace master, not to know about it. But he didn't dissuade him, and there were other purple-clothed disciples who followed, and even brought human-level combat power to have a personal grudge, but he was counterattacked by the old man and died.

Inaction is also a sin, not to mention that the participants are all from the Purple Heaven Palace, and the two of them have no reason to let go of this force! bypassing these unrelated disciples is already very merciful.

"Is this young and strong person called a generation?" An elite disciple thought in his heart, he didn't understand why there was such a huge difference between people, why he couldn't break through to people, and others could slaughter saints!

"This young supreme is also a young supreme level!"

"Hey, people are more popular than people, but I will not give up my cultivation, and I will be able to reign in the world in the future!" a young white-haired and purple-clothed young man muttered to himself, he was not so shocked that he lost confidence, he firmly believed that his future was incomparably bright! The ancient emperor was a late bloomer, and his momentary majesty was nothing.

"It seems that there is going to be a storm!" said an old man, he was a sweeper in the Purple Heaven Palace, and no one remembered his existence because of his humble work on weekdays. The old man's face was shining, and his cloudy eyes became deep, looking at the generation to see through everything!

"En?" The first generation of divine consciousness was very strong, and when he felt that someone was secretly peeping at him, the Daoyuan Divine Eye opened, and he looked back and looked straight at him. only to find that no one existed there, and that inexplicable feeling disappeared. The first generation turned his head, motioned to Yuan Xiaotian, put away the net, and the two turned into two golden rays of light and returned from where they came.

The crowd surged, thousands of purple-clothed disciples flocked in all directions, the Purple Heaven Palace was destroyed, and their stay here would only attract the pursuit of their former enemies. In order to avoid the disaster, everyone left as soon as possible. No one will level a sect that has been destroyed, and time will erase all traces.

"This son is so strong!" In the same place, the old man reappeared, and the people around him did not see his existence, as if there had always been a vacuum here. The old man's gray hair and wavy wrinkles moved, he laughed, looked at the broken Purple Heaven Palace and the people who were going their separate ways, and disappeared again.

"Two lively children, disturbing my old man's Qing Xiu, it seems that they are going to find a place to go again. ”

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In less than half a day, the news of the destruction of the Purple Heaven Palace had spread for millions of miles, and many large and small forces knew about it, and many forces were surprised by the two initiators of this matter.

"Emperor Yuan Tian is not dead, he is still alive, and now he is back!"

"The Young Emperor Zun has become more powerful, hmph! If he appears again, he will destroy a force in a high-profile manner, and slaughter a saint, is it a provocation to the Great Red Heaven Sage?"

"Who is that young supreme person called a generation, who can actually slaughter the saint, and can also be ranked as a young supreme!"

"What, Yuan Xiaotian is back, and he finally appeared after half a year!" In a Chiyan Ancient Cave, someone opened his eyes and burst out with a strong battle intent. This person rose into the sky, turning into a red light and shooting into the sky, "Yuan Xiaotian, the battle between you and me is not over yet!"

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I don't know how much this happened, but the two initiators didn't feel any swelling. The two stood in front of two mounds, one large and one small, to worship. The two buried the old man and the little girl, and a group of young children stood by and sobbed softly, although they were strong, but it was before the enemy.