The eighteenth plane of the hell dimension, there is no prison of life and death.

Jingle Bell -

Roar, roar, roar!

"Yan Punishment!

Get out! Get out of here!"

In the darkness, the blood mist was hazy, and the lord of reincarnation was bound to the top of a blood-colored sacred mountain by dense chains, struggling and roaring, roaring madly, and earning the chains to explode.

Whoa! Rumble!

On the sacred mountain, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and from time to time colorful lightning struck, piercing the void and slamming on the body of the Lord of Reincarnation.

Ahhh

Howling miserably, shaking the top of the mountain, the thunder did not know what kind of rule power it contained, and it cracked on the body of the true immortal comparable to the divine iron immortal gold, and it was unbearable.

"Yan Punishment!

」

The Lord of Reincarnation had a hideous expression, his eyes were bloodshot, and an endless black mist surged in the depths of the Tong Kong, extremely resentful.

"What about this mourning?"

The void twisted, Yan Xing appeared out of thin air, and walked slowly down the sky, to the top of the mountain, and stood still in front of the Lord of Samsara.

The two looked at each other, their eyes intertwined, and they collided with bright sparks.

"Tsk! Pureblood, pureblood, pureblood...... Hahaha! Yan Xing, if you don't have this bloodline, what are you!? How can he be an adversary to this throne?"

"Those weird abilities, those powers that defy common sense, are all from purebloods!?"

"Answer me—"

Boom!

The Lord of Reincarnation looked hideous and terrifying, and he rushed to Yan Xing, and the chains behind him were straight. The endless thunder fell and his body was added, and his expression remained unchanged under the pain of the bones, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Yan Xing's eyebrows raised slightly, and the Lord of Reincarnation was crooked, and he was indeed right.

If he didn't have a perfect pureblood, he would have been corrupted by the pure white mist, how could he possibly get the concept editor? Naturally, there is no longer him now.

"You're right, my power does come from pure blood, so what?"

"Unwilling? Wrath? This is the reality, brutal and real."

Yan Xing slowly stretched out his hand, pressed the head of the Lord of Reincarnation, and shook his arm, shaking all the relics soldiers in his body to the ground.

Ding Lingchang!

Sword, Yue, pagoda, ancient mirror, in addition to the mandala wheel, the lord of this reincarnation also has four relics hidden in the army. But it was clear that these Holy Blades did not fit well with him, far inferior to the mandala.

"Hehe, hahaha, it's just relying on pure blood, without blood, your Yan punishment is nothing, like many clansmen of your Yan family, you can only be crushed to death by this seat like stepping on ants!"

The Lord of Reincarnation smiled evilly and stared at Yan Xing with a look of disbelief.

"Oh? With such a disgruntled shout, let me see what kind of blood you are."

Yan Xing looked curious, about the identity of the Lord of Reincarnation, it is very mysterious, there are rumors that he is the Shadow Clan, but his true face has never been seen.

"Chaos: Disintegration!"

A vortex of chaotic rules appeared in his palm, spreading out, and the endless light particles enveloped the Lord of Reincarnation, and the pitch-black mist that lingered around him suddenly melted like snow, being deconstructed and annihilated from the source of composition.

"Huh? You're ......."

Seeing the true appearance of the Lord of Reincarnation, Yan Xing's eyes trembled slightly, and his face was surprised.

"Bastard!

」

The Lord of Samsara struggled with his anger and struggle, his body like a stitched monster in the light of darkness.

The hair and eyes are all black and white, and the limbs, internal organs, and facial features are all flesh and blood tissues from different species, escaping different blood breaths, and are forcibly fused together.

"What race are you?"

Yan Xing frowned, he sensed the aura of no less than a hundred peak races in the Lord of Reincarnation, and the most strange thing was that he even captured some pure blood aura.

It's hard to imagine that the Lord of Reincarnation can find a way to fuse pure blood, coupled with the "Saint Revival Secret Technique" he pioneered, this guy's wisdom is extraordinary, and he is worthy of being the owner of the "Wheel of Accumulation of Merit and Supreme Wisdom" mandala.

At the beginning, when the two met for the first time, they thought of suppressing and banning him in the way of [World Serpent], if it weren't for the ability to adapt to evolution, he would have been gone a long time ago.

Abandoning hostility, we have to admit that the Lord of Samsara is a person with great wisdom.

If it weren't for the "variable" he encountered, the future would be limitless.

"Hey! Aren't you amazing? How? Can't see through my roots!?"

The Lord of Reincarnation sneered, and the eyes that looked at Yan Xing were still unconvinced and sarcastic, it was still the same thought, if it weren't for the bloodline gap, Yan Xing wouldn't be worthy of being his opponent at all.

"What's so hard about that? Order, Shuoyuan!"

Yan Xing stretched out a finger, and a bright light emerged, slowly pointing at the center of the brow of the Lord of Reincarnation. Under the light and shadow, its body became transparent, and those complex and intertwined and overlapping racial breaths were sorted out and stripped away little by little, until they penetrated into the core and deepest source of life......

"Inhuman!?"

Yan Xing was stunned again, he saw the root of the Lord of Reincarnation, not the rumored Shadow Clan, but the Inhuman Race, that is, the former "Human Race".

"You say, I'm an alien?"

The Lord of Reincarnation's expression became extremely gloomy, as if his dignity had been provoked, and he did not allow it, and even his rights as a "human race" were deprived.

"No!

This seat is a Terran!"

"People? Can you still be called a human being?"

Yan Xing shook his head indifferently and said mockingly, the Lord of Reincarnation has fused many racial bloodlines for the sake of power, and it is deeply rooted in the origin, and it is completely a complete monster, and it has nothing to do with people.

"Hahaha! Yan Xing, what do you know!?"

Boom! Qiang –

The chains shook, the lightning surged, and the endless thunder cracked, smashing and melting the xenomorph organs on the body of the Lord of Reincarnation, revealing the colorful skeleton, and the internal organs of the erected child blinked, making it even more hideous and terrifying.

"I, at all times, will always be a Terran!"

"In my opinion, the only way to distinguish a human race is not whether he has Terran blood, but whether he has free will and the indomitable qualities of a strong man!"

"As long as my will remains, even if I fuse with many alien bloodlines, even if I only have my brain marrow floating in the machine, even if I become a memory circuit in the brain body......

"This seat is still a Terran!

」

"If I am a Terran with the appearance of a monster, then you are a monster with the appearance of a Terran!"

"Bastard!

It's up to you? I also want to deprive the Terran of this seat—"

Roar, roar, roar!

The reincarnation lord opened his mouth wide, his internal organs melted and intertwined, and he actually broke free from the suppression, turning into a bright pillar of light and spraying out, directly hitting the door of Yan Xing.

Syllable!

Yan Xing slapped the pillar of light at will, as the master of hell and his authority, how could he be injured by this kind of attack.

"Lord of Samsara, your will, I approve of it."

"You are indeed worthy of the name of the Terrans."

Pacing forward, Yan Xing's eyes lowered and looked down, his expression solemn, looking at the Lord of Reincarnation who was only left with an empty skeleton, and said with a serious face.

Between the other party's words, his eyes flickered, and he peeked into some pictures of the past of the Lord of Reincarnation. It was a cowherd baby with extremely poor qualifications, neither pure-blood, nor any bloodline talent, who was born in a small mountain village.

It's hard to imagine how hard and hard the cowherd baby has gone through step by step to ascend to the throne of the Lord of Reincarnation.

This is also why he hates the bloodline so much, and he is so eager that he does not hesitate to turn into a monster, but also forcibly fuse many bloodlines into his body, just to fill his own emptiness.

"Heh, hehe......

」

The Lord of Reincarnation tugged at the corners of his mouth, turned his head away, resigned himself to his fate, and closed his eyes.

"Do it, kill me."

"Well, before sending you on the road, I'll ask you for one thing, the unlocking key of the six reincarnations."

Yan Xing nodded, admiration to admiration, emotion to emotion, one yard is one yard, it should be killed or killed, there is no such thing as "whitewashing life" here in him.

"Oh, dream!"

"Extinguish—"

The Lord of Reincarnation opened his eyes and sneered at Yan Xing, and then his eyes turned into flames, and his body burned violently, instantly expanding into a rising ball of light of destruction.

After a while, the consciousness of the Lord of Samsara returned to his senses, and his face was incredulous.

"Huh!? How so?"

Perceiving the intact body, the Lord of Reincarnation was stunned, he had obviously exploded himself just now, it was definitely not an illusion.

"Unexpected?"

Yan Xing's eyebrows and eyes rose, his fingertips sliding, and silver-gray ripples rippled in the void, as if there was an unknown force field, enveloping this area.

"Without the Relics Soldier Protector, you won't be able to anchor your own time, I've established a time loop here, you can self-destruct as much as you want, you can die, I'm good at you!"

Yan Xing's expression was pale, this was the Hell Dimension, he held supreme authority, and it was not very difficult to build a small closed-loop time.

The expression of the Lord of Reincarnation changed wildly, he never expected that Yan Xing would be able to do it to such an extent, and even the right to choose death was deprived.

"Humph!"

The Lord of Reincarnation was unwilling to drive the power in his body again, but not to self-destruct, but to break through the boundary of true immortals and lead an ominous will to descend.

This is also a means of suicide.

After waiting for a while, the strength has been increased to the limit of the true immortal, but he still hasn't seen the ominous will descend, and he can't help but be stunned directly.

"It's useless."

Yan Xing shook his head, the Hell Dimension was located in his body, and the ominous will had to pass through his body first if he wanted to descend, but for unknown reasons, the ominous will would not invade him.

"Deliver it up, lest you sin."

"No! I don't believe it!

Extinguish! Extinguish—"

Thundered!

Extinguish!

Extinguish!

Extinguish!

！

After a long time, Yan Xing withdrew from the Hell Dimension, spread out his palm, revealing a pitch-black key condensed from countless particle runes, and smiled with satisfaction.

"The Lord of Reincarnation is a hard bone!"

This guy has been in a stalemate with him for 35.7 billion time loops in a closed-loop time, he has used all the cruel means, and the other party has also blew himself up countless times.

The tenacity of his will moved Yan Xing.

In the end, he was superior and got what he wanted.

The Lord of Samsara is dead.

The will of the human race that he insisted on until his death made Yan Xing feel that he would not forget this guy for a long, long time.

"Herding cow baby, the lord of reincarnation, it's a pity......