Purple clothes on the battle platform, proud of the crowd!

No one dared to imagine that he really beheaded Sima Ji?

Did Xia Ziyu really kill Sima Ji?

Unbelievable, unbelievable!

The Sima clan's eyes were split, their faces turned red, and they wanted to stop Xia Ziyu from making a move with a scolding voice, but it was Xia Ziyu's unhesitating sword that responded to them!

All the people watching the battle were dumbfounded, they had only heard that Xia Ziyu was ferocious and dared to fight with the three major emperor clans of Huaizhou, but now they saw with their own eyes that they had killed the top young figure in the Sima clan with one sword.

You must know that no matter how much you lose an ordinary Tianjiao, it will not hurt the foundation of the Holy Land Clan, because you don't need too many resources to cultivate them, and you can cultivate them if you die.

But Daozi-level Tianjiao like Sima Jian is different, this is something that took a lot of effort to cultivate, there are only a few of each Holy Land clan, and every time one dies, it will break their muscles and bones.

Everyone in the three clans was silent, but the murderous aura that permeated it made everyone tremble.

This son must die!

Even though Sima Ji's death made their hearts full of murderous intent and blurred their vision, it was the thought of many people in the three clans.

This purple coat is even more terrifying than before!

No matter how much his martial artist realm cultivation was, even if it was the main realm king realm, it was not enough to make their hearts tremble, and they all had a chance to erase him from this world, but that mind was too terrifying, enough for them to bear too many threats.

In the big battle, it seemed that there was no mystery in all the battles, but in the end, they knew that Xia Ziyu was leading everything, leading Sima Ji into his game step by step.

This son is only a teenager, if he can't be killed in a short time, what about decades, a hundred years, a thousand years later, how can the three of them fight against a person who has reached the peak?

On the Tang clan's side, the protector's eyes were also awe-inspiring, seeing Xia Ziyu so dazzling, the intention to kill him was even worse, but there was a school palace to stop his move, and he was thinking about how to kill him.

"This son, Wushuang" The protector of the Xuanhuang Gate breathed a heavy sigh of relief at this moment, with a sense of happiness in his heart and a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

"Is there really no one to be beaten?" Hongzhan took a deep breath, not knowing what to say.

"Brother Tian, are you now?" Hong Zhan asked tentatively as he looked at Hong Wantian.

"He can kill Sima Ji, do you think he can't kill me?" Hong Wantian smiled self-deprecatingly. "I'm afraid only the one in the clan can suppress him"

"Is that so?" Hong Zhan stared at the purple clothes on the stage with clear eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Xia Ziyu glanced at the people of the three clans, his gaze calm and indifferent.

"Sima Ji is dead, who is next?" he raised his sword and pointed in the direction of the three clans, his eyes widening.

"The erector is rampant!" the people of the three clans roared, their expressions hideous and furious.

Xia Ziyu walked lightly and gradually walked to the middle of the battle platform.

"Rampant? Then think I'm rampant, at this moment, who else is on the stage to fight, the Holy Clan? Liu Clan? Sima Clan?"

Xia Ziyu still walked with his hands in his hands, and his voice was calm, but it made everyone of the three clans almost angry to the extreme.

"You mean that the younger generation of our three clans still can't help you?"

"There are many Tianjiao in our three clans, and the strongest people in the clan are thousands of times better than you, how can you not help it?"

Saint Jinling roared angrily, almost mad, he didn't understand, the people of their three clans were lost again and again at the hands of a teenager, why? He roared in his heart, but it was so.

Xia Ziyu sneered, "You three clans are very strong, I admit it, but among you people, who can stop me?"

"Is it your Holy Jinling, or the young master in front of you, Holy Wuwu"

He slowly looked at the Holy Immortal and said slowly, "You, do you want to fight me?"

Suddenly, his tone paused, his eyes moved, and he looked at Shengjinling and said, "Since I entered the School Palace, you have been constantly making trouble for me, I really don't know who is ignorant?"

"It's been damaged again and again in my hands, but what kind of thing is your Holy Jinling?"

"You want to kill me, but why don't you dare to do it yourself?"

"Because, you, are afraid of death!"

"And you, who think that the Holy Clan will support you, say that I will cut off my own way of life"

"As everyone knows, you are nothing more than this in my eyes!"

When the sound fell, Xia Zi Ziyu glanced at the Saint Wuxian who was in deep thought, no longer spoke, and did not look at the Saint Jinling who was in a state of madness.

Suddenly, it turned into rainbow light and swept across the sky.

Saint Jinling's eyes were cracked, and finally the blood on his hands slowly dripped to the ground.

"Xia Ziyu, if I don't kill you!"

"Swear not to be a man!"

A low roar, echoing like a demon from hell.

However, Xia Ziyu didn't know all this, and even if he knew, he just smiled indifferently.

The major forces watched from the sidelines, thinking secretly in their hearts, there was no sound, no one stopped Xia Ziyu's departure, no one dared to imagine that a junior would dare to call all the younger generations of the three clans in front of so many people, it can be said that the face of the three clans was pressed on the ground and trampled.

The weak are weak, and the strong are always strong!

But there are always people who climb from the weak to the top.

In the eyes of the three clans, a Qin clan is just a weakling, and Xia Ziyu is just an ant that can be pinched to death in their eyes, but now this ant can actually shake them.

The bystanders of the major forces all sighed in their hearts.

And in the dark, there was a person who looked at Xia Ziyu who was leaving, his eyes were resolute, and his body exuded a fierceness, as if he came from the wilderness, with crazy battle intent in his eyes, but he was shrouded in black robes, and no one noticed his strangeness.

"Are you the outlier that the master said?"

"Can you really break the tribulation of the Pangu Continent for hundreds of millions of years?"

"I'm looking forward to it!"

Until the evening, all the competitions were over, and more than ninety percent of the thousands of disciples were finally eliminated, and only a few dozen people reached the strength of the king realm.

"There are some good seedlings" Wang Ning looked at this scene, bowing slightly, and when he looked at Xia Ziyu's position again, his eyes lit up slightly.

I saw that on those seats, there was no figure for a long time, and Xia Ziyu and they had already left.

It seems that all this has nothing to do with him in Xia Ziyu's eyes, and he doesn't care about everything here, because the ending is already doomed, and he will enter the secret realm, and that's enough.

In the valley, Xia Ziyu and Cang Lao stood side by side on the top of the mountain.

The old man looked down at the school palace, his gaze was deep and unwavering.

"Little master, this time, you are a little reckless, you killed the Taoist son of the Sima clan, or Sima Ji, I am afraid that the Sima clan will spare no effort to deal with you. Although we can find someone to protect you secretly, there will definitely be strong people among the three clans, and if that is the case, I am afraid that we will not be able to help you. ”

The old man slowly turned his head to look at Xia Ziyu and said worriedly.

Xia Ziyu smiled and said indifferently, "I dare to kill Sima Jian directly, and I will already prepare the way in the future." ”

"And, when do I need your help, just prepare the affairs of the Qin clan, and leave my affairs to me."

"It's just the three clans, for me, it's nothing!"

Thinking that at the beginning, he and Bai Qing were in the misty forest, life and death, how could he care about the pressure given to him by the three clans.

In the midst of his words to the old man, he even opened the storage ring left by Sima Jia, and wiped out the last wisp of Sima Jia's divine sense.

Among them, there are nearly millions of spirit stones, not only that, but there are also some elixirs, which are worth at least nearly ten million spirit stones.

"Heh, I can't imagine it, this Sima Ji has a lot of valuable things!"

Sima Ji has cultivated for decades and stepped into the realm of respect, which is the foundation of these years. But he never thought that he actually made a wedding dress for Xia Ziyu, which not only had the resources given to him by the Sima family, but also the resources he had experienced outside.

Xia Ziyu's divine sense swept through it, and suddenly a beast skin book vaguely appeared in his hand.

Excalibur and Magic Knife!

Xia Ziyu had seen the edge of this knife, but it was only a magic knife, and Sima Jian was only the first knife that had cultivated the magic knife.

Destroy the city with one sword!

A knife to level the mountain!

Slash the immortals with one sword!

Break the gods with one sword!

Burial of the Netherworld with a knife!

Open the world with one sword!

A sword frost!

A sword spring!

A sword Xia Yan!

A sword!

A sword mountain and river!

A sword strikes the sky!

A sword to forgive ghosts and gods!

A sword palm reincarnation!

A sword to stir up chaos!

Shake through the nine heavens and ten earths and no one is invincible, only my heavens and ten thousand worlds open a new chapter!

Six swords and nine swords!

Xia Ziyu seems to have entered a whole new world.

There is no daylight, and the sound of whining wind in the darkness is endless, as if the souls of eternal injustice are crying, and all kinds of phantoms between heaven and earth appear, roaring fiercely, showing teeth and claws, the blood of heaven and earth is boundless, and the ground is full of corpses and bones, like Senluo hell.

There are dozens of corpses and bones there, one after another, some resemble dragons, some look like phoenixes, some stand on one foot, some seem to be human beings, thousands of corpses and bones stand, all the strong people of all races are buried here, Xia Ziyu's soul is trembling, these seem to have made the heavens and the earth tremble, but they are buried here.

It's a pity that they are all dead, and they have been ruthlessly suppressed, and it seems that only the eternal obsession is left, wailing like ghosts between heaven and earth!

Xia Ziyu's gaze followed, and when he changed his face, he saw a person, a person who made the starry sky tremble.

With a sword in one hand and a sword in the other, a large tripod hangs above his head, suppressing the void.

Xia Ziyu could only see his back, and in front of him, there was a real dragon hovering, a phoenix volleying in the sky, a divine ape standing, a unicorn staring angrily, a Kunpeng staring, and ten thousand clans blocking the road.

And he stepped forward alone, forcing all the races to retreat, the war broke out, a sword out, the true dragon was destroyed, a knife was out, Kunpeng fell, the whole starry sky was full of blood, the great tripod was across the sky, and all the races were destroyed and nothing.

Dressed in white and unhelped, with a sword, a sword, and a person, there is no one in the starry sky.

Xia Ziyu's gaze stayed on him, his scalp tingled, watching the starry sky being cut under the sword, watching the creatures of all races being slaughtered, and watching the stars in the sky bombard into nothingness, he couldn't imagine what a peerless figure this was, and he didn't know what era it was?

Just listen to the ear!

"Shake through the nine heavens and ten earths and no one is invincible, only my heavens and ten thousand worlds will open a new chapter!"

The sound fell, and the scene dissipated.

Xia Ziyu woke up from his daze, looking at the beast book in his hand in a daze, with a lot of thoughts, but he didn't know how to speak.

He was shocked, what he saw was the picture from eons ago, but it was so lifelike that even the breath penetrated.

Who is the person in that picture, is this "Divine Sword and Demon Knife" left by that strong man? There are too many creatures of all races buried in his hands, and the more I think about it, the more my scalp is numb, and I feel that my soul is bubbling cold, which is extremely impressive.

What kind of era was that, such a strong person, so many supreme beings could only be buried in the hands of that person, the real heroes competed for hegemony, and the killing was earth-shattering.

But why did the supernatural power left by such a strong man fall into the hands of Sima Ji, and where did he get it? Did he see the scene he saw, and where is the strongest man now?

Xia Ziyu was very puzzled, and he couldn't help but be even more frightened in his heart, yes, he was panicked.

He compared his cultivation method, "Divine Sword and Demon Knife" and the method he cultivated were completely the same grade, neither of them belonged to this world, but now they were all gathered on him, he was very uneasy, and he always felt that there was a thick fog covering him.

The old man looked at him with some astonishment and looked at him in amazement.

"Little Lord, what's wrong with you?"

"Is there something wrong?"

Xia Ziyu took a deep breath and asked, "Elder, how much do you know about this world?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile, "I really don't know this, but I heard word of mouth that there is a starry sky outside this world, that is the real heaven and earth, and it is said that those top powerhouses have finally embarked on the journey of the void, which I have seen, it is the floating emperor"

Xia Ziyu opened his mouth to ask something, but in the end he just shook his head.

From the words in the old man's mouth, he couldn't ask anything, he could only pursue it himself, this world could not carry that kind of existence, if that kind of existence moved between this kind of heaven and earth, it was estimated that one action would be the sky falling apart and destroyed in an instant.

"Elder, I'm going to cultivate and prepare for entering the secret realm," Xia Ziyu said.

The old man bowed his head and said, "Okay"

He glanced at Xia Ziyu, then turned around and left the top of the mountain, strolling on the mountain road, his mind was full of thoughts, he thought of the scene where Xia Ziyu killed Sima Ji today, and thought of Xia Ziyu's indifference, but he couldn't help but worry, after all, the three clans are still very strong, and Xia Ziyu is still very weak, and they can't give Xia Ziyu too much.

Xia Ziyu sat on the stone plate on the top of the mountain, and in his hand was the beast skin book.

His eyes looked at it in a daze, he knew that this was a great opportunity, Sima Ji had not cultivated to the end of the sword, it could make him feel threatened, the power of which could not be described, but it could not hide the power of this supernatural power.

At this time, he did not see the scene again, but the power of his divine consciousness fell on the beast skin book.

In his ears, there were bursts of Dao divine sounds, and on the beast skin book, a dense light lit up.

There is no dark aura in it, nor is there a hellish aura like Senluo, the light is brilliant, like a divine face, and like a demonic light.

Suddenly, this burst of divine light shrouded Xia Ziyu's body, and in an instant, Xia Ziyu felt a huge pressure, his whole body was about to crack, his body shook even more, his bones crackled, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

And the beast skin book slowly rose at this time, hanging above Xia Ziyu's head, the purple light of the gods and demons was bright, blazing like the sun.

Occasionally, a glow would spread out from the beast book, like a sword, so powerful that the heavens and the earth seemed to tremble with it, and the horror was boundless.

"The magic sword method, the magic knife technique!"

Xia Ziyu was shocked, just now, he sensed it, this must be the cultivation method of "Divine Sword and Demon Knife", he had seen Sima Jian use it, although it was less than one-ten-thousandth of the power on the beast skin book, but this feeling would not be wrong, this is the real inheritance.

Finally, Xia Ziyu adapted to the pressure caused by the divine light on the beast skin book.

Airplanes!

Thousands of symbols rushed out of the beast skin book, half of the divine light tore through the void, and half of the magic light was like a demon abyss, arranged around Xia Ziyu's body, and if he looked closely, he would find that there seemed to be a sword light in it that kept flashing again.

Then, all the light fused together, clanging like cold metal, and finally quickly combined into a snow-white divine sword and a pitch-black magic knife.

This is a sword composed of the divine light of swordsmanship, as if it were alive, proud of the gods, suppressing the eternal, and extremely majestic.

"It's... Is that it, inheritance?" Xia Ziyu was shocked, all the cultivation inheritances of the Divine Sword and Demon Sword were hidden in the Beast Skin Book, and they could only be reorganized at a critical moment.

Buzz!

The divine sound is magnificent, and there is constantly a divine light and magic light constantly merging into the divine sword and demon knife, which is extremely bright, and there are ups and downs, and the atmosphere is amazing.

For a while, Xia Ziyu was stunned, is this a truly flawless supernatural inheritance? He sat in the shroud of divine light and magic light, half of it was shrouded in purple divine light, half of it was shrouded in pitch-black magic light, and the meaning of swordsmanship and Taoism flashed in his mind, and he realized all kinds of changes, continuous evolution, imitation, and in an instant, Xia Ziyu seemed to have traveled through the ages and returned to the era of the strongest man.

Hum, at this moment, there was no more light of gods and demons flowing out of the beast skin book and merging into the sword, just hovering above Xia Ziyu's head.

However, a divine light poured straight into Xia Ziyu's sea of knowledge, and the sword also turned into a streamer in an instant and swept into Xia Ziyu's sea of knowledge, hovering next to Xia Ziyu's divine soul, the sword body fell on the black side of the black and white wheel, and the demon knife fell on its white side.

Xia Ziyu was awakened in an instant, and various fragments kept appearing in his mind.

Until this moment, thousands of sword lights and swords on the black and white roulette wheel continued to flicker, and all kinds of true meanings came to mind.

One after another symbols flew on the black and white roulette, and Xia Ziyu saw that the blade and sword shadow were constantly changing their positions in it, just like the evolution of a set of sword techniques and sword techniques, turning into a rain of light, moving with this, undulating, and the avenue was all manifested.

At this moment, on the top of the mountain, thousands of essences gathered, the heavens and the earth rumbled, and the divine sound of the avenue in his mind continued, as if he was opening the world, and the wisps of purple divine light on the black and white roulette wheel were pervasive, helping Xia Ziyu quickly comprehend the true meaning and mystery.

Xia Ziyu seemed to see the evolution of heaven and earth, and in the flow of divine light, wisps of stars and divine light fell, and huge planets appeared one after another, seemingly revolving around the strongest man, making a rumbling roar.

That kind of scene is too terrifying and shocking, and he himself is like a supreme god, standing in the universe, and all the heavens and worlds, and the universe seem to be born and destroyed because of him.

Xia Ziyu seemed to be able to feel the gaze of the strongest man, and it seemed to be his own gaze, there were endless years passing in it, ten thousand years at a glance, the vicissitudes of life, the ups and downs of eternity, and the eternity was gone.

Looking back again, he could only see the white-clothed figure, the surrounding sun and moon sinking, the superstar falling, the galaxy shattering, the heaven and the earth reorganized, the chaos collapsed and annihilated, and the white-clothed dissipated.

Xia Ziyu was really shocked, is this the divine power of the strongest man?

He could feel the power of "Divine Sword and Demon Knife", but it seemed to be far more powerful than he imagined, such a magical power contained the mystery of the heavens and universes, and it was extremely mysterious.

Xia Ziyu began to practice the swordsmanship in it, he was originally a sword cultivator, "Hongmeng Life and Death Sword" is also a nine swords, the power is incomparable, and now he has "Divine Sword and Demon Knife", if he can understand the true meaning again, the two swordsmanship will be fused together, and his strength will be much stronger at that time.

He was silent in his cultivation, and his spirit and will were all invested in the black and white roulette, submerging in the rain of light intertwined with sword light and sword rays, exploring the strongest method in it.

Above the body, the eyes are translucent, one is purple and the other is pitch-black like a demon abyss, like two magic lamps, and the purple divine light shines through, shining in the dark night sky around him, blending with the black and purple divine light on his body.

In the end, the two divine lights above the body fused together like water, leaving only the sacred and majestic purple divine light, illuminating the energy vortex that converged and above the beast skin book, as if the gods came from outside the sky.

For a while, the sound of the Great Dao Divine Voice erupted above the body, the sound was like thunder, mighty, shaking the top of the mountain, and it seemed to resonate with the heavens and the earth.

In the sea of consciousness, his divine soul was shrouded by those light rains, and the light rain submerged into his body and souls, and merged with him, so that he could better comprehend and cultivate.

PS: It's late today, there's another chapter later, sorry!