Yi Xiaofeng was lying on the ground, and he could see a famous monk kneeling on the ruins around him, and he swept it away, not to mention hundreds of people.

"Why am I not dead yet?"

Such a thought popped up in Yi Xiaofeng's mind.

He had been lying for half an hour, and in modern time, that was an hour.

There was no breath, no blood died.

And not only him.

The audience in his live broadcast room was also wondering.

"It's been an hour, and my brother Yi is still alive!"

"Amazing, Xiaoqiang. ”

"I feel that there is a turning point, if the Ancestor of Tuxin does not kill me and change the gods, he will definitely die. ”

"How can he definitely die? Now Yi Xiaofeng can still stand up? Even if he can stand up, can he fly up to fight the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor?"

"The Sword Saint is cold, don't think about it, now is the stage where demon cultivators and evil cultivators compete for favor under the hands of the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor. ”

"Pitiful, but I still want to see if Yi Xiaofeng can rise. ”

"If Yi Xiaofeng can survive to the end, I'll call him Dad!"

......

Yi Xiaofeng didn't know the audience's barrage yet.

But the picture of the recording scene of the show has been facing him, and he can also see Tu Xin Ancestor.

Compared with Yi Xiaofeng lying on the ground, the other players looked even more unbearable.

At least Yi Xiaofeng dared to resist, and the other players all chose to compromise and bow down.

In such a situation, the program team naturally has to focus on Yi Xiaofeng.

Xianxia games are by no means survival games.

The Earth Alliance wants to promote a chivalrous word.

Even if some people are demons and evil, they still have chivalrous hearts.

Even if they are righteous, they bow to the devil.

Although the contestants knew that there was an audience watching, they had no choice.

"Tiandao Xianxia Game" is too real, even if they want to give up and choose to commit suicide, they will have a real suicidal experience.

That fear is enough to daunt most people.

Hundreds of monks knelt on top of the ruins, looking up at the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor.

Tu Xin Ancestor remained motionless, his eyes still closed, as if he was sleeping.

The colorful glass trees in the distance and the bats and ghosts in the sky are still there, and the terrifying atmosphere has never dissipated.

"What the hell is he trying to do?"

Qin Qinxue frowned and thought about it, feeling very uneasy.

Even if she disguised herself as a demon cultivator, she felt that she would die.

According to her investigation, the main quest of the demon cultivator was not to work for the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor at all.

This task is completely Xu Lang is leading the rhythm, and the other demon cultivators are afraid of the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor, so they have to push the boat down the river, not wanting to fight against the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor, and over time, all the demon cultivators have reached a unified opinion, and even began to fake the tiger.

Since the Demon Cultivator is not working for the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor, the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor may kill the Demon Cultivator.

Thinking of this, Qin Qinxue shuddered.

This script, shouldn't it be wiped out?

The other players were also uneasy.

That's when it happened.

The Slaughtering Heart Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes and slowly fell.

He landed in front of Bai Hongxiao and kicked at Bai Hongxiao.

Bai Hongxiao flew out directly and smashed on a big stone, just like a puppet, lifeless.

Slaughtering Heart Ancestor showed a sarcastic smile, he glanced at Yi Xiaofeng, and then glanced at the other people who were kneeling down to him.

In order to survive, the five daughters of Chenlan also had to bow down to him.

At this moment, the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor seemed to be the only king in heaven and earth, and all living beings submitted to him.

Boom, boom, boom......

Vines suddenly burst through the rubble and entwined one monk after another.

Qin Qinxue didn't have time to dodge, and she was also entangled in the vines and rolled into the air.

The same is true for Chenlan, who struggles and is still in vain.

But Yi Xiaofeng was missed.

No.

Not left out.

Slaughtering the heart ancestor deliberately.

Yi Xiaofeng saw Tu Xin Ancestor's gaze, full of banter.

"What does this madman want to do?"

Yi Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and scolded in a low voice.

"He wants to refine a demon soldier and rush out of the Northern Wei Dynasty. ”

A voice suddenly rang out.

Yi Xiaofeng was stunned.

Bai Hongxiao!

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Bai Hongxiao.

Bai Hongxiao's body still didn't move.

"Don't look at it, my primordial spirit is in your body, from now on, I say, listen, don't show flaws. Bai Hongxiao's voice sounded again.

Yi Xiaofeng's heart beat faster, and he saw hope again.

"Before, the Northern Wei royal family sent a lot of monks to come, indicating that they are very concerned about the colorful glazed trees, and now Zhuoye Fort is changing, the Northern Wei royal family cannot be unaware, the Northern Wei Dynasty is big, and it will definitely set up a net to capture Tu Xin Ancestor, although Tu Xin Ancestor is strong, it has not yet reached the point of invincibility in the world, there is an old monster in the Northern Wei Palace, and he can easily pinch Tu Xin Ancestor, so he needs a demon army to confuse the public and help him escape. ”

"Slaughtering Heart Ancestor doesn't kill you, that's also the purpose. ”

"When he refines the demon soldier, the original god will divide a part of it and burrow into the demon soldier's body, so that the blood, appearance, and breath of the demon soldier will completely become his own, and he will definitely be distracted in this process, this is our opportunity. ”

Bai Hongxiao's voice kept ringing, as indifferent as ever, giving Yi Xiaofeng a strong sense of security.

Then.

Tu Xin Ancestor raised his hand and made a move, and a tree vine rolled a young man over.

The demonic qi overflowed from the palm of the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor's hand, quickly wrapping around the young man.

The young man's mouth was gagged, and his eyes were full of horror and despair.

He trembled, and could only watch death come his way.

"But...... He's just a distraction, how can you kill him with one blow?"

Yi Xiaofeng asked in his heart, very puzzled.

Before, Bai Hongxiao couldn't kill the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor with all his might, but now only the Yuan Shen can kill?

"I was cursed before, and I deliberately reserved a force in your Chiyun Sword, plus my primordial god, I will definitely be able to kill him. ”

"Just a sword. ”

Bai Hongxiao's tone was calm, but full of confidence.

One might even say conceited!

"A sword?"

"A sword. ”

"Here you come, then. ”

"It's not me who comes, it's you. ”

Yi Xiaofeng was stunned.

I got it?

Lao Tzu took his life to help you fight?

"Relax, don't resist. Bai Hongxiao's voice sounded again.

Yi Xiaofeng felt that his body became lighter, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the spiritual power in his body boiled.

"It's ......"

Yi Xiaofeng was secretly frightened.

He found himself losing control of his body.

Juggernaut is taking him away?

"Look at this sword clearly, and never forget it in this life. ”

"The name of this sword is ......"

Bai Hongxiao's voice continued to sound, Yi Xiaofeng's right hand was quietly raised, and his palm was facing the Chiyun Sword not far away, and the blade began to tremble slightly.

The audience noticed Yi Xiaofeng's move.

The host was excited: "Yi Xiaofeng, is this going to fight again? Oh my God! What kind of will is this!"

Countless viewers held their breath, and the barrage surged.

The Slaughter Heart Ancestor was refining the demon soldiers, and he didn't notice Yi Xiaofeng's small moves.

Yi Xiaofeng's left hand suddenly slapped the ground, his body was shocked and soared, and then disappeared in midair, and the Chiyun Sword also disappeared.

"The Sword of the World - Smell the Dao!"

As soon as Bai Hongxiao's voice fell, Yi Xiaofeng only felt a flower in front of him, unable to see.

Under everyone's gaze, Yi Xiaofeng killed in front of Tu Xin Ancestor out of thin air, and slapped Tu Xin Ancestor with one palm.

In an instant, Yi Xiaofeng split into seven clones and raised his palms from different directions to slap at Tu Xin Ancestor.

Rumble!

The Red Cloud Sword fell from the sky, and in the middle of the head of the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor, the terrifying sword qi erupted, as if a hundred-zhang lightsaber divine soldier descended from the sky, suppressing the demonic qi, and the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor dispersed on the spot, and the young man who was entangled in the demonic qi was directly thrown out.

The monks who knelt down on the ruins were all swept away by the strong wind.