The particle universe does not remember the years.

Yan Xing opened his eyes, and the pitch-black void formed by that talent had just dissipated, and endless streams of colorful consciousness surged in to fill the void here.

"Humph! This guy is a monster in the truest sense of the word! ”

No. 28's expression was awe-inspiring, and he had already sensed the aura of Yan Xing, which had risen a lot compared to just now, and it was estimated that it was the reason for the return of those clones.

You can't beat it to death, why are you still entangled?

No. 28 turned around without hesitation, locked the depths of the core of the Star Sea, and walked at an extremely fast pace. Ignore the Yan punishment behind him, and for those night lords who died tragically, they have no idea of avenging them, just a group of tools.

"Huh? Why is this guy on the 28th in such a hurry? ”

Yan Xing came back to his senses, looked at the figure in the distance, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, no matter whether he could be killed or not, just letting him go so simply was obviously not like an unknown source's style of acting.

"Her purpose is clear, it seems that she is looking for something, is it...... They also know the secrets of the End?! ”

Yan Xing's expression sank, and he originally wanted to use No. 28's hand to take the opportunity to open up more particle universes, but he didn't expect that the other party would not entangle with him at all, and went straight to the core of the Star Sea.

The procrastination plan failed, and from start to finish, only thirty breaths had passed, and it had almost no effect.

"Don't think!

Yan Xing's mind moved, and the silver-white light around her flickered, jumping into time and space, and instantly surpassed the 28th, appearing in front of her.

"Yan Xing, although I can't kill you, you can't hurt me, let alone block my qi."

"Hehe, you seem to be in a hurry? I'm going to decide what this place is hiding in a few days!

No. 28 looked at Yan Xing who suddenly appeared, there was no surprise, but he sneered again and again, and he also realized that Yan Xing wanted to delay her, no wonder he would take the initiative to show up, if there was no secret in this depth, it would be strange.

"No. 28, aren't you trying to erase me? Could there be anything more important than me, more important than the erasure of Yama!? ”

Yan Xing was a little confused, and the unknown source invaded the Truth with great fanfare, treating him as a person who must be killed, and it was obvious that the doppelganger Yan Xing had caused them a lot of trouble, but at this moment, he ignored him and looked for something else, which was really strange.

"You guessed right, there are more important things than you, what is your punishment? When we wake up, you will die! ”

Number 28 had a contemptuous look on her face, if it had been before, she might not have been so urgent. But now it's different, the four adults don't know whether they live or die on the battlefield at the origin point, the mother world is surrounded and locked, and the way to break the game is in the secret of detachment.

Once an adult steps into the transcendent, this Yan punishment is a fart, even Yama can be killed at will!

Which is more important, No. 28 is not a fool, he can naturally tell the difference.

After two sentences, he delayed three breaths, 28 his eyebrows and eyes sank slightly, his black flames burned all around him, his breath soared, turning into a streamer that tore through time and space, and shot forward, ignoring the Yan punishment that stood in his way, and wanted to knock him headlong into that strange state of avoidance.

Damn it!

Yan Xing's face became ugly, he thought that he was a big target, enough to drag No. 28 around, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't play cards according to common sense at all, so he ignored him directly.

No. 28 is right, the dignified Saint Realm powerhouse, with the anti-heaven characteristic of time node replacement to save his life, even if he stands and lets him kill, it is difficult to kill, not to mention that he is not in his peak state now, and the other party can't stop him if he wants to go.

The most important thing is that the pure-blooded body of the original Night Lord can greatly resist the erosion of the mist, so that No. 28 can go deep into the pure white mist and get a glimpse of the hidden secret.

Is it really going to fall short?

Absolutely not allowed!

Yan Xing's eyes were shining, his body was distorted, and at the moment when No. 28 carried the monstrous power through it, he jumped directly onto her back, and hugged her with his limbs in an indecent posture of riding a horse.

No. 28 frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced at Yan Xing coldly, although this is No. 7's body, but the idea of entering is herself, empathize, being so insulted by a male bug, Rao is a little unbearable.

However, if you can't kill and can't kill, what else can you do? No. 28 simply turned around, pretending not to see, and continued to flee regardless of it.

"Slut, it's too much of a deception, don't blame me!"

Yan Xing's eyes were fierce, his palm was weak, and he pulled out a black and white intertwined innate yin and yang long sword out of thin air, aimed at the back of No. 28's heart, and stabbed it fiercely.

Hmph, naïve!

Number 28 had a nuanced insight into the scene behind him, although the sword was good, it was a saint's thing, but the user did not have the power of the holiness, and it could not exert the power it possessed at all.

Between the thoughts, layers of dark crystals appeared behind No. 28, flickering with black light, and strange runes flowed and jumped, just by looking at it, you could know its terrifying defensive power.

"Kill—"

Yan Xing gathered the power of his whole body and stabbed the long sword down, colliding with the crystal, making a crisp and pleasant sound of blowing.

Clang!

The aftermath wiped out the time and space around them.

The corners of No. 28's mouth went up, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, he suddenly heard an angry roar behind him.

"Breaking the Blade!

Explode me! Boom!

Yan Xing's expression was hideous, and he stretched out his hand and patted the sword body, and a trace of blood wrapped in pure white mist was forcibly hidden into the Yin Yang Long Sword.

Buzzing!

The long sword trembled and hummed, as if it had reached some kind of critical point, and its extremely tough sword body actually appeared in dense cracks, and there was an incomparably brilliant white light, projecting out of the cracks.

Boom Boom –

The sword exploded, turning into a pillar of white light, piercing forward and backward.

The galloping figure of No. 28 suddenly froze, and looked down in disbelief, a bright and dazzling white pillar of light penetrated her chest.

"What, what? It can't be ......"

28 With a cold sweat on his face, his body was twisting wildly, from the inside out, eroded by white light, decaying at a terrifying speed, turning into nothingness and dissipating.

"Hey, hey, what's impossible?"

Yan Xing himself was also pierced through his head by the pillar of light, but he had already fallen into the void in advance, and his head was slightly offset, and he broke away from the pillar of light and turned into an entity again.

"This, it turned out to be this thing."

No. 28 stretched out his hand and brushed the pillar of light, and in the dissolved palm, he saw the essence of the light, it turned out to be a pure white mist after infinite compression and condensation, like a crystallization of substance, so it looked like a pillar of light.

"I didn't expect that you still have this kind of hole card, but unfortunately, this can't kill the Holy Realm."

No. 28 glanced back at Yan Xing, and his body immediately completely dissolved, twisted and flickered, and a complete body appeared in place out of thin air, still pierced by the pillar of light.

After repeating it more than a dozen times, the misty energy of the pillar of light was finally exhausted, collapsed and disintegrated, and No. 28 was also resurrected with full blood, and only a part of the power of consciousness was lost.

"How did you do that?"

"Secret, no comment."

Yan Xing shook his head mysteriously, after the last battle with No. 28 and the others, especially after witnessing the terrifying monster being forced back by the Thunder Tribulation, he immediately realized that the pure white mist was a good thing to deal with ominous entities, and should be used.

In the past few thousand years, in addition to cultivation, he has also been thinking about how to use these pure white mist, and finally found that the ruins are the best carrying force for the mist.

So, he began experimenting, and finally found a way to use his perfect pure-blooded qi and blood, wrapped in pure white mist, to forcibly pour into the ruins of the soldiers, and at a certain limit, the blade would be burst, releasing all the compressed fog at once.

The effect is very terrifying, and the fate of the 28th just now can be seen, even the pure-blooded body of the first Night Lord can't resist. After all, this is a compressed mist, and it is also an erosion that erupts from the body, and it is extremely lethal, making it an excellent weapon to restrain the unknown invader.

But the price is also terrifying, it permanently consumes one relic soldier at a time, and it is a means of ending up together, and no one can use it except him.

The terrifying lethality that erupts with the loss of the blade is what Yan Xing calls the Extreme Breaking Blade!

"You're alive, it's really a trouble!"

No. 28 stared at Yan Xing gloomily, took a deep breath, even if she was extremely aggrieved, she knew that she couldn't delay, and continued to walk away into the depths, while saying loudly.

"Yan Xing, how many times can you perform this attack at the cost of the destruction of the Holy Blade?! Don't be delusional, you can't stop me! ”

"Then give it a try."

Yan Xing's expression was awe-inspiring, this place was not far from the core area, and he didn't dare to hesitate, otherwise when the 28th interrupted and devoured, I was afraid that the Final Illusion Land and the nine-colored flowers would fall into the hands of an unknown source.

"Kill!

Reaching out and holding it, a silver-white spear appeared out of thin air, aimed at the back of No. 28's head, and stabbed it fiercely.

Burst!

Boom Boom –

The divine soldier exploded, and a pillar of pure white light that was the same as before stretched out, piercing through No. 28's skull, nailing it into the void.

"Useless, useless ......"

The dissolved head of No. 28 turned around and sneered, his body trembled and flickered, and the time nodes were replaced again and again, constantly dissipating the misty energy of the pillar of light, and after more than ten times, the pillar of light dissipated.

"You-"

No. 28 was about to taunt two sentences, but found that Yan Xing held the palm of his hand, pulled out a purple gold big knife out of thin air, and slashed her fiercely.

Burst!

The bright pillar of light rose again, and two attacks with almost no gaps made No. 28 nailed himself to the spot again before he could escape.

"Yan Punishment!

No. 28 was furious, her eyes turned from pitch black to scarlet, and this situation of being passively beaten made her so depressed that she wanted to vomit blood.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! You can trap me here forever—"

Consuming one divine weapon at a time, such extravagant and crazy actions were extremely rare even in the outside world, and she didn't believe that Yan Xing could have a steady stream of Holy Blades.

Yan Xing's expression was indifferent, and he turned his hand and took out another pagoda, the spire of which was facing down, and inserted into the 28th dorsal ridge.

It seemed to be happy, but a trace of worry flashed in Yan Xing's eyes.

No. 28 is right, he can't hold out for long, and he does have a lot of ruin soldiers. But it was a lot of trouble to make, and it took a lot of time and effort to make each one, and he didn't have much to prepare.

According to the consumption rate of the 28th, at most, he can delay for three days at most, which is too far from half a month.

Could it be that this catastrophe really can't be avoided?

Yan Xing was sullen, and vented all his anger on No. 28, and his attack was even more vicious, picking on the vital and painful places.

"Whoa, whoa—"

"Yan Xing, you wait, I will never let you go! Ahhh

No. 28 screamed in pain, the erosion from the mist, which made her almost crazy, and life was worse than death.

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