"It's all in vain!"

Float!

Not frivolous beings, but guardian beings!

Under all beings, they all turn into nothingness!

Rumble!

There was a sudden shock in Xia Ziyu's hand, the sword body flipped, and a pitch-black sword light broke through the air again, slashing upward.

I saw that above the void, the dark blood-colored sword light of the Holy Jinling trembled, and then, the dark purple sword light and the pitch-black sword light were blazing like the sun, crushing the dark blood-colored sword light.

Burst!

Saint Jinling suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out upside down like a cannonball.

In the air, Saint Jinling's body twisted, splitting two sharp sword rays, and his body turned into blood and dissipated into the void.

"Turning into clouds?"

Xia Ziyu looked at the Saint Jinling who was far away from the void with an expressionless face, and the spirit in his eyes flowed, and he stepped out and appeared directly in front of the Saint Jinling.

Saint Jinling's face was distorted, and his eyes looked at Xia Ziyu not far in front of him with resentment.

Suddenly, he slashed out with a sword, and the sword was like splitting the sky, and suddenly slashed at Xia Ziyu's neck.

Xia Ziyu looked at the Holy Jinling indifferently, his sword fingers were together, and the dragon chant broke through the air, hitting the evil sword of the Holy Jinling, and the ripples shook both of them back.

Phew!

Saint Jinling's left fist burst out like a dragon, bursting out, hitting Xia Ziyu's face, and at the same time, an evil demon god of war that exuded vast power appeared in the void.

The Holy Jinling exerted the divine power of the Holy Clan with the power of demons, which looked even more impressive, and the appearance of the demon god of war made the void distorted.

"Die!"

In the phantom shadow of the Ten Zhangs Evil Demon God of War, a hoarse roar came out, holding the evil sword, breaking through the air.

Rumble!

Saint Jinling's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw that the giant sword slashed by the evil demon god of war was blocked by the purple-clothed figure holding the dragon chanting sword, and the endless divine rays were scattered on the void.

"Does your strength stop there?"

Xia Ziyu sneered, the brilliance above the dragon chant flowed, and the sword body flipped over, stirring up the thousands of wind and clouds.

"Broken!"

Xia Ziyu let out a low snort, only to see Long Yin going up retrograde, the evil sword that was originally above was constantly forced upward by Long Yin, and the Holy Jinling controlled the evil demon god of war, and the power of the evil demon in the void rolled into its huge body.

Saint Jinling only felt that his whole body was about to lose consciousness, and the rolling evil qi poured into the evil demon war god, and it was also entering his body, and he was in pain and happy.

The aura on his body exploded, and at the same time, he finally reached an extreme realm, only to see that the aura above the demon god of war was rising steadily, approaching the imperial realm.

It was not the Imperial Realm, it was the Imperial Realm, even Xia Ziyu felt a suffocating breath, his right hand holding the sword was actually shocked and painful, Long Yin was shaken away by the strong force, and his body was directly blasted out by this sword.

"Can it be stronger?"

Xia Ziyu cut through the void and was about to fall to the ground, his body suddenly slammed, stopped his decline, and his face was slightly solemn.

Then he grinned, his body shook, and the 'extreme' sword technique appeared, appearing in the sky, confronting the terrifying demon god of war from afar.

This is interesting, since the battle with Han Qi, in the subsequent battles, he has never used all his strength, not even three-tenths of his strength.

He also wanted to know how strong he could be, and that Saint Jinling could force him out of a few percent of his strength.

I saw that above the demon god of war, countless lines appeared, and thousands of lines spread out into the void, Xia Ziyu felt that the void around him was imprisoned, and the lines were like a chain of avenues running through the heavens and the earth, firmly imprisoning the void.

Xia Ziyu's brows were tightly locked, and he felt the power of imprisonment in it, even with his current strength, it was like carrying several sacred mountains, and he couldn't move at all, and Long Yin couldn't break the power of imprisonment in it.

Saint Jinling smiled, the essence in his eyes flickered, and the evil sword in the hand of the evil demon god of war shook.

"Xia Ziyu, you should be hiding again now!"

Saint Jinling was excited, as he thought in his heart, as long as Xia Ziyu was imprisoned in the void, Xia Ziyu could only be slaughtered by him.

Rumble!

The evil sword swept towards Xia Ziyu's body with countless sword qi and an unparalleled edge.

Phew!

The sword light pierced the sky like a meteor, wanting to annihilate Xia Zi in the void.

At the moment when the sword light was about to envelop Xia Ziyu, Xia Ziyu grinned, and a sword array suddenly blocked in front of Xia Ziyu, blocking the bombardment of the sharp evil sword.

Xia Ziyu whispered: "Whether it is to exert thousands of supernatural combat skills to the extreme, or to cultivate the strength of the body to the strongest, under the imperial realm, you have indeed reached the peak!"

"How is it possible, how can you still move?" Saint Jinling's incredulous voice came from among the demon war gods, and he looked at Xia Ziyu with an incredulous expression.

I saw that the void around Xia Yu was constantly trembling, and those Great Dao Divine Chains were actually shattering inch by inch, and those lines seemed to be bearing an extremely powerful force and began to crack.

Rumble!

On Xia Ziyu's body, a mysterious black and white brilliance emerged, intertwined with purple divine light.

"The peak power of the quasi-emperor realm, with its own avenue as a chain, can indeed trap me, and even kill me, but it is limited to me before. ”

"It's a pity, that was before, not now, I did my best to do my best!"

"Kill Liu Min, only move one point!"

"Now, move three points!"

When the sound fell, a flash of horror flashed in Saint Jinling's eyes, and a roar of pain resounded through the sky.

"Why can't you just die?"

Xia Ziyu's face was expressionless, and the dragon pattern appeared on his body, and the powerful force shook the void to the ground.

One punch out, unstoppable!

Clang!

The fist mark was like a bamboo, shattering all the sword light and sword qi of the evil demon god of war, and slammed straight into the huge evil sword in the evil god's hand.

Boom!

The body of the Demon God of War was shocked back three steps by this punch before stopping, and with each step, the void collapsed for nearly a zhang, and the Holy Jinling even spat blood.

He looked up suddenly, his pupils suddenly shrunk, and there was an irrepressible anger in his eyes.

"My Holy Jinling has obtained the inheritance of the gods, and it is the peak realm of the quasi-emperor realm, how can you compete with the gods, why can you be stronger than the inheritance of the gods!"

Saint Jinling roared, the body of the demon god of war continued to shrink, forming a battle armor to envelop Saint Jinling in it, his hands had completely turned into demonic claws, and his breath and strength had climbed to the extreme at this moment.

Xia Ziyu carried one hand behind him, held the sword in his right hand, and looked at the Holy Jinling lightly.

Saint Jinling has indeed made great progress in the past month, and the power of the Divine Powers and Laws has been cultivated to the peak of the younger generation, and he even holds the invincible evil sword in his hand.

No one knew what Saint Jinling had experienced and gained in the battlefield of another heaven and earth, so that he had become so powerful.

It was like having experienced countless battles of life and death, and had almost evolved this supernatural combat technique to the extreme, and in the battle, he was countless times more powerful than when he was in that heaven and earth, and all attacks and defenses were invulnerable.

Even Xia Ziyu couldn't find a flaw for a while, listening to the words of Shengjinling, it seemed that he had inherited the inheritance of the evil demon gods.

Pity!

What he met was Xia Ziyu, a person who could not be inferred by common sense, an existence who was in the body refining realm and had already cultivated a hundred zhang qi sea and divine consciousness.

A hundred times to build a foundation to cast a perfect physique and foundation, whether it is supernatural powers or physique, Xia Ziyu has not evolved to the extreme.

Xia Ziyu has several magical powers, and he is also cultivating life and death, killing and thunder, and destruction, the power of the five great avenues, which one of them has been evolved by him I don't know how many times.

Although he admits that the current Saint Jinling can be regarded as a rebirth, if the Saint Jinling is also like him, with an incomparably strong foundation, coupled with the inheritance of the evil demon gods obtained now, he may really beat him.

But now, even if Shengjinling has the upper hand in Bo, he wants to beat him......

Wish for the moon!

Xia Ziyu stepped out, and the rainbow light swept through the sky and appeared in front of Shengjinling, punching like a dragon.

Rumble!

The sky cracked, and the ripples like the tide swept in all directions in a violent roar.

The face under the Evil Demon Armor of Saint Jinling had a terrifying hideous color, and the corners of his mouth were congealed with blood.

A sword slashed out, blooming with endless dark blood-colored Shenxia, which seemed to have dozens of stars, rumbling and turning, the sword xia lined up in all directions, covering Xia Ziyu, and wisps of divine light turned out above the sword xia, completely covering the void.

In all directions, endless dark blood swords rose up, turning into countless sword rains, and bombarded towards Xia Ziyu.

The sound of sizzling is endless, the sword rain is like a note, overwhelming, and the scene is terrifying.

This is the magical power inherited by the Holy Jinling, which can cross the nine heavens and go down to the nine secluded places, and the power is even more powerful.

Xia Ziyu's pupils reflected the sword rain that filled the void, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Another supernatural power?"

"But you think you'll be able to kill me with that?"

Xia Ziyu sneered, and there was no wave in his eyes: "Poor skills, also worthy?"

When the sound fell, the divine energy in Xia Ziyu's pupils flowed, and the dragon chant in his hand came out, and the divine light like a purple sun suddenly exploded, and the sword qi was like a tide.

"Chunsheng!"

Xia Ziyu let out a soft voice, and the dragon groaned and a sword roar resounded through the sky, and a sword power slashed down, the sword light was like spring grass, two lives and three, and the endless sword light slashed down on the dark blood sword light.

Rumble!

The dark blood-colored sword light instantly appeared a huge gap, Xia Ziyu's figure flashed, disappeared into the void, appeared outside the dark blood-colored sword light, and Long Yin also fell into his hand.

"The Floating Sword of All Things!"

This is the magic power that Xia Ziyu has been fusing and evolving, and today is the first time to use it, he used it alone before, but now he wants to see how strong the magic power that has evolved together is.

A sword out, the void cracks!

Saint Jinling's pupils shrank into needles at this moment, and his heart was even more shocked.

His supernatural powers were shattered layer by layer under Xia Ziyu's sword, and he couldn't resist at all, the endless purple sword qi was like a giant dragon, and his supernatural powers were like ants, useless when crushed, and retreated.

He gritted his teeth and roared, "Give me death!"

A hoarse roar shook the sky, and the next moment, his strength actually improved again, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he had even surpassed the scope of the quasi-emperor realm.

Outside the battle platform, the faces of the people of the Qin clan changed suddenly, and they looked at the void of the battle platform in panic.

"What kind of opportunity did Saint Jinling get, is he crazy? His aura has already surpassed the quasi-emperor realm, I feel that he can fight with the emperor realm!" A heaven-level power lord trembled, and his complexion changed drastically.

"Saint Jinling was originally a holy son, and his previous strength was already at the peak of the quasi-emperor realm, with the blessing of such power, even if the strength did not reach the imperial realm, it was already infinitely close to the imperial realm. Qin Ming's voice was low.

The afterglow swept over the excited faces of the three clans, and the chill in their hearts became even stronger.

"That little beast can actually persecute the Holy Son to such an extent?" The elders of the Holy Clan had a cold glint and murderous intent brewing in their eyes.

"Patriarch, this son can't be kept, otherwise when he grows up, it will definitely be a disaster for our three clans, and such signs can only be stifled!"

The Elder of the Holy Clan sent a message to the Holy Tianxing and said, his heart was shocked inexplicably, since the Holy Jinling came back, he couldn't know what level of strength he had, even the ordinary imperial realm can live a life or two.

And this is not all the strength of Saint Jinling, he has seen Saint Tianxing and Saint Jinling fight against each other, Saint Jinling's strength may be except for those monsters in the three clans, no one can beat him.

Sheng Tianxing's eyes were deep, staring at the fierce battle between the two fierce battles in the void of the battle platform, his face was expressionless, and he didn't say a word, no one knew what he was thinking.

Nami sat at the top of the Light Protoss, and her eyes were full of essence.

She seemed to understand a little bit why Xia Ziyu could speak wildly and suppress his peers, and no one could match him, and he didn't need the help of others at all.

If Xia Ziyu really wins this battle, then he is under the imperial realm, and maybe no one can help him.

"It's a pity, it's not enough, if that's it, you're not enough to take the younger generation of the Qin clan to the mainland, among every clan, there are taboos, and these taboos are the most terrifying. Nami muttered in her heart.

"Taboo, these short-lived Tianjiao at the beginning of this era, who should take the shackles of that layer of dignity realm and emperor realm seriously?"

Suddenly, her eyes shook slightly, and she looked at Xia Ziyu's small mouth and opened slightly: "Could it be that in this case, this little guy hasn't used all his strength yet?"

In the void of the battle platform, Saint Jinling's eyes were dark and godless, his face was covered with dark blood-colored lines, and the aura on his body also stopped climbing, staying at the extreme peak of the quasi-emperor realm.

Saint Jinling's eyes were pitch black, and his body was glowing with that dark blood-colored divine light, as if blood was about to penetrate the void from his body.

Rumble!

With a swing of the evil sword, it slashed down on Long Yin, turned into clouds of smoke, and instantly appeared in front of Xia Ziyu's body, claws clenched into fists, and smashed down on Xia Ziyu's arms.

Xia Ziyu's eyes were shocked, and a faint look flashed in his eyes, and his body was also blasted back in an instant, and the arms that were crossed together were a little painful.

Saint Jinling's figure flashed, followed by an awe-inspiring sword that brushed Xia Ziyu's cheek.

Xia Ziyu's eyes were full of light, and his palms were clapped out, his hands were like jade, one palm was slapping on the evil sword, and the other palm was colliding with Saint Jinling's fist.

The two collided together, only to see a thunder arc lingering on Xia Ziyu's palms, annihilating the evil qi on the sword and fist of Saint Jinling, and that fist was even blackened by the bombardment.

Shengjinling was as if he didn't realize it, a pair of dark eyes reflected Xia Ziyu's figure, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking hideous, crazy, and infiltrating!

Suddenly, the evil sword in the hand of Saint Jinling directly cut through Xia Ziyu's defense, Xia Ziyu avoided it with palpitations, and then the sword body of Saint Jinling flipped over, and another sword came straight to his face, wanting to split his head and even his body in two.

Xia Ziyu slapped his palms on the evil sword, and then, his palms turned into fists, colliding with the fists that came from the bombardment of Saint Jinling.

Rumble!

Bang!

Bang!

If the two sacred mountains collided together, the ripples were like knives, cutting and shattering the surrounding void, and shattering the light and rain in the sky into nothingness.

The two fists and swords collided violently, and Long Yin even twisted and flipped in the void, slashing out a sharp edge.

The Demon Divine Armor that landed on the Holy Jinling only sparked, and it couldn't cause any substantial damage at all, except for making the body tremble slightly.

Where the two fought, the divine light exploded, the void distorted, and the ground below was shaken out of a deep crater by the powerful aftermath.

"Hmph!" came out of Saint Jinling's cold snort.

The bright sword light poured towards Xia Ziyu like a galaxy pouring down, as if it wanted to break through this piece of heaven and earth.

Xia Ziyu's eyes reflected the body of Saint Jinling, as if he didn't see the incomparable sword light, and with a move, the dragon chant fell in his hand.

A sword mountain and river!

The sword is out of the artistic conception, and the mountains and rivers are overturned!

There seemed to be a vast river and mountain in the faint sword light, suppressing the brilliant sword light towards the Holy Jinling, the autumn wind swept the leaves, a sword light was cold for thousands of days, the dark blood sword light was broken, and the faint sword light drowned the dark blood sword light in it.

In the divine light, Xia Ziyu's voice spread slowly: "You never know how strong I am!"

I saw that the divine light dissipated, and the figures of the two people each retreated dozens of miles, separated by a distance of hundreds of miles, looking at each other from afar, and the qi of the two people intertwined and exploded in the void.

"Are you strong?"

"A month ago, I was like a dead dog in front of you, and now I can fight you so far!"

Saint Jinling smiled ruefully, his dark eyes reflected Xia Ziyu's sword-wielding figure, the corners of his mouth cracked, as if a blade had cut it, and said sarcastically.

"The war is so far, it's just my intention!"

"Now, it's time to finish!"

Xia Ziyu whispered, in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

The purple and gold clothes fluttered in the wind, the long black hair stirred up, the purple divine light suddenly rose, the dragon chanted above the sharp edge, wisps of avenue rules lingered on the sword body, and the black, white and gray faint divine light intertwined with each other.

In Xia Ziyu's sea of qi, the spiritual power was turbulent, sweeping into the sky, the green lotus trembled slightly, and in an instant, the surging aura in the sea of qi flowed out along the meridians and poured into the dragon yin.

I saw that the dragon chant trembled violently, the sound of the sword roared like shaking the heavens and the earth, and the sword light sprayed thin on the dragon chant like a long river.

"Impossible!"

"How can you be more powerful than the Inheritor of the Gods?"

Saint Jinling roared in horror, roaring, hideous and resentful, his heart trembled violently, at this moment, the great terror of life and death shrouded him, causing his pores to explode, and his cold hairs to burst!

Xia Ziyu stepped out and looked at the hysterical Shengjinling indifferently.

An indifferent voice came out: "You will never know what power is!"

"You won't know what ...... is"

"The mayfly shakes the tree!"