Swish!

The robe covering the bones of the real people in Guixu was lifted off by Ant Huang!

It was revealed for what it really was.

At this time, the real person of Guixu was covered with skin and bones, and he could clearly see every bone on his body.

In the very center of its chest, a faint red light flickered faintly from within.

For a while, everyone's eyes all fell on the sternum of the Guixu real person.

"This is..."

Mu Chen's eyes glared: "Could it be a top-level refining material!" ”

His breathing immediately became rapid.

Ant Huang's eyelids narrowed slightly, and his expression became solemn.

As he came into close contact with the bones of the real people in Guixu, Ant Huang could clearly feel the restlessness of the 'Xingtian' inside the Ant Realm Temple!

The closer it gets, the more it moves!

"Can you see what's inside?"

Ant Huang turned around and looked at the fox behind him.

The sinister eye could pierce through everything, and he must have seen what was inside the sternum.

"Red spearhead."

Foxy spoke slowly.

"Sure enough!"

Ant Huang's eyebrows raised.

As he had guessed, the missing part of the 'Xingtian' was inside the sternum of the Guixu Zhenren.

This also explains why the 'Punishment Heaven' is so restless.

"Returning to the ruins, how offended!"

Ant Huang arched his hand, and then his eyes were fierce.

Poof!

Click!

His right hand pierced the sternum of the Guixu real person on the spot.

The contents were grabbed by Ant Huang!

Tick!

Tick!

He slowly withdrew his hand.

The blood couldn't stop dripping.

In his hand, what he was holding was the lack of the spear head of the 'Xingtian'!

The head of the spear was blood-red all over, flashing with a cold glow, giving people a great sense of oppression, and most importantly, it was so sharp that Ant Huang was only slightly grasped and the skin of his hand was cut.

You must know that although Ant Huang is only a high-level spirit beast now, the biggest advantage of the King Kong Ant is strength and defense, which are among the best existences among high-level spirit beasts, and the defense power can be called copper skin and iron bones, but even so, in front of this spear head, all the defenses are like paper paste.

"It's a demigod!"

Ant Huang looked at the two extremely small words 'Xingtian' in the center of the spear head, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

Who would have thought that the real person in Guixu would hide the head of the gun in his body!

If it weren't for his keen six senses, I'm afraid that this spearhead would be missing out on him.

"This spear head is half... Demigods? ”

Mu Chen blinked.

There was a look of doubt in his eyes.

The aura of the red spear head is indeed very strong, far superior to ordinary spirit treasures, but to say that it is a demigod weapon is a bit too far-fetched.

"Throughout the history of the Tianxuan Continent, there are no weapons based on spearheads, could it be that this is only a part of the demigod weapons in Brother Ant's mouth?"

Song Yuan said at this time.

"Brother Song has a lot of experience, you guessed right, this spear head is indeed only a part of the demi-artifact!"

Ant Huang nodded.

Swish!

In the next second, I saw him wave his big hand!

Airplanes!

A red stick appears out of thin air.

It stood firmly in mid-air.

The body of the stick is red, exuding a blood-red mist.

The killing aura is very strong!

Airplanes! Airplanes!

The red spear in Ant Huang's hand seemed to have received some kind of summoning at this moment, and he trembled violently uncontrollably.

"Fusion!"

Ant Huang whispered, and then immediately let go.

At the same time, Ant Huang bit the tip of his tongue, and two drops of blood landed on the head of the spear and the body of the stick.

The imprint of the true people of Guixu has long since dissipated with the passage of time.

Today's 'Xingtian' is an ownerless thing, and Ant Huang wants to drip blood to recognize the Lord.

Sonorous!

The spear head and the stick body instantly fused together, and the flames splashed everywhere, bursting out with a scream!

Airplanes!

Several people covered their ears.

The sound was so strong that it almost tore through the airflow.

After a few moments, the screams disappeared.

Instead, there was a red mist in the sky.

This is killing intent!

Substantial killing intent!

The killing intent is strong, unseen and unheard of.

Everyone's eyes were involuntarily covered with thick bloodshot at this moment.

No one thought that it had been more than 2,000 years since the death of Guixu Zhenren, and the killing intent of Xingtian would still be so heavy!

How many people's lives have been contaminated by 'Xingtian'?

Airplanes!

On Ant Huang's forehead, a mini 'Xingtian' mark appeared.

This means that the blood has been successfully confessed.

Weapons above the Lingbao, after the successful recognition of the Lord by dripping blood, will form a miniature version of the Lingbao mark on the forehead.

"It worked!"

Ant Huang touched the mark on his forehead, and a smile appeared on his face.

Unexpectedly, it was very successful to recognize the Lord with Xingtian's blood.

He thought it would take a lot of twists and turns.

"Brother Song, I'm sorry..."

Ant Huang pointed to the remains of the real person in Guixu and smiled bitterly.

Song Yuan shook his head: "Brother Ant, it's not your fault, the predecessors of Guixu put the head of the gun in their bodies, and the other part hid in other places, and now the two are one, and there is a providence in this underworld... The demigod torture heaven has seen the light of day again, presumably, the ancestors of the ruins under the nine springs will also be pleased..."

"Thank you for your understanding."

"Xingtian!"

Immediately after, Ant Huang shouted.

Swish!

Feeling the call of Ant Huang, 'Xingtian' fell from the sky and flew in front of Ant Huang.

Swish!

The gun is two meters long, the red gun body, the red gun head, are all in one, and the red silk tassels with thin hair are flowing in the wind under the gun head, like a god of war.

Smack!

"Good gun!"

Ant Huang grabbed the 'Xingtian'

Rumble!

Ant Huang's brain suddenly turned blood-red.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The sound of killing continued, and all kinds of wails came to my ears.

When Ant Huang's consciousness returned again, he appeared in an extremely strange place.

This is on a small island in the sea.

The water in the sea has been soaked into blood red, and the blood under his feet is like a river.

Looking up, the corpses were piled up, and tens of thousands of bones were scattered everywhere.

A red figure suddenly appeared in Ant Huang's field of vision.

His tall body, strong and straight, at this moment, was facing away from Ant Huang.

The red robe has a big 'demon' written on it

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

"Kill this adversary!"

Countless figures are frantically attacking, and the target is directly at that person!

Poof!

Sonorous!

Bang! Bang!

All the enemies, in front of him, were like chickens and dogs, and he crushed them all with a posture of destroying and decaying.

In just three or five seconds, four or five thousand people all died at his hands.

And he held the 'Xingtian' in his hand

"It's Xingtian!"

Ant Huang's pupils shrank suddenly.

At this moment, Ant Huang finally understood that he had been brought into the illusion by the 'Xingtian'.

Today's fantasy world is very likely to be the real scene at the beginning.

No wonder Xingtian's murderous aura is so heavy, it turns out that it is stained with the blood of many people!

"Could it be... This is when Guixu Zhenren was alive? ”

Ant Huang looked at the red figure in front of him, and his brows tightened.

Thinking of the bones of the real people who returned to the ruins before, Ant Huang was a little unsure.

The bones of the real person in Guixu are only one meter six at most, of course, this is because the body has shrunk severely, if all external factors are put aside, when he was alive, he was about one meter seven tall.

However, the red figure in front of him is not much shorter than his height, at least about two meters, and the gap between the two is a bit big, which makes Ant Huang wonder if the person in front of him is a ruin, or the bones are a ruin...

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the world became quiet.

Everything is gone.

Only the red figure remained.

There are no enemies in front of him.

"How..."

Ant Huang's body tensed, and his expression gradually became solemn.

He was forcibly dragged into the illusion by Xingtian, and only Xingtian could pull him back to the real world.

Of course, if Ant Huang forcibly blew himself up and destroyed everything, he could also return to the real world, and of course, his spirit might have to pay some price.

Ant Huang really wants to see who that guy is!

In the end, sanity overcame fear!

Slowly, the figure in front of him slowly turned his head.

His movements were so slow that Ant Huang's heart rose to his throat.

It was a face soaked in blood.

With a little bit of hideousness.

At this moment, Ant Huang could conclude that if the bones in the ancient tomb were really ruins, then the guy he saw in front of him was definitely not a ruins!

They are not alone at all.

"Oh... The new master of Xingtian... It's still a monster... Interesting..."

The man muttered.

"You can see me!"

Ant Huang's pupils shrank.

What that guy just said, Ant Huang listened to it all.

Although he was talking to himself, he was more like saying those words to himself.

Ant Huang's heart suddenly felt an inexplicable wave of fear, isn't the place he is in an illusion? But real?

The man didn't answer him, but spread his hands and suddenly lunged towards Anthuang.

It's unimaginably fast.

Ant Huang's scalp was numb, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block.

Swish!

A puff of smoke passed through his body.

"Huh?"

When Ant Huang opened his eyes again, he returned to reality.

Glancing around, Mu Chen and they were all there.

Their eyes were on the punishment heaven at the moment, and no one asked them.

It can be seen that it has just been so long, but in the real world, it is only two or three seconds.

"Who's that guy... What does he have to do with Guiru..."

Ant Huang took a deep breath.

At this moment, it was as if he felt like he was in a fog.

Guixu real people hid the head of the gun in their bodies, is it really to wait for someone who is destined?

Or does he just want to combine the two into one...

"Senior Ant Huang, don't you want to try?"

Mu Chen reminded at this time.

He rubbed his hands nervously.

Being able to witness the sparkle of a demigod with your own eyes and get up close and personal is a kind of chance.

"Good!"

Ant Huang took a deep breath and calmed down.

No matter who the red-clothed guy is, even if it is the former master of Xingtian, Ant Huang doesn't care, after all, two thousand years have passed, even if it is a top-level martial emperor, I'm afraid, he has already died, and it is not certain that the bones are not there.

Black...

Hula...

The weight of 108,000 catties is no less than a mountain for ordinary people, and even if it is an ant, it is quite stressful.

Fortunately, his strength is perverted, comparable to the Martial Emperor, and he spends a few guns and uses it handily.

Thundered!

A shot grazed the space in front of him.

The void shattered, and the heavens and the earth suddenly shattered!

"Oops!"

"The space is broken, and the small world can't hold on!"

"Let's go!"

Ant Huang's face changed suddenly.

He didn't expect the power of Xingtian to be so great that it would tear the void apart.

Swish!

He flicked his long sleeves and wrapped the crowd and left here.