The ban on the central platform was slowly opened.

The body of the Holy Jinling moved, and he rushed straight to the battle platform.

The powerful evil force is like a blade, as if it wants to split the heavens and the earth.

Landing on the central battle platform, Saint Jinling's eyes stared at Xia Ziyu gloomily, and on top of the explosion containing a strong chill, it resounded throughout the entire 10,000-mile battlefield.

"Xia Ziyu, get out!"

"After today, there will be no more your original spirit on the continent!"

Xia Ziyu walked forward with his hands in his hands, step by step, the sword qi around his body roared, the momentum was like a front, the purple gold divine light was shining all around, and the purple gold divine wheel behind his head was like a blazing sun.

"Have you started?"

"This is the top battle, it's really exciting, I don't know who of the two of them can win the title of Young Supreme?"

"Since ancient times, evil has not suppressed righteousness, and the evil spirit around Shengjinling is surging, it is estimated that he has already committed a lot of crimes, Xia Ziyu will definitely be able to kill him here!"

"What is evil, what is right, it's just that the Tao is different, and we don't conspire with each other!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Xia Ziyu's figure slowly passed through the prohibition and landed on the battle platform in the very center.

On the battle platform, two figures confronted each other.

The strong spiritual power was like a storm, constantly bursting in the space in front of the two of them, and the weather dome above seemed to feel the solemnity of the atmosphere, and the wind and rain became more and more rapid.

With a wave of the bone sword in Saint Jinling's hand, a brilliant evil light slashed down.

Xia Ziyu shook his head slightly, and said with a smile, "So anxious? You might as well wait and see, do you think that person can get out of the battlefield alive?"

Saint Jinling's heart was full of doubts, his eyes searched the battlefield, and his divine sense swept over and over again.

"What tricks do you want to play?" Saint Jinling's heart moved, and his brows furrowed.

Xia Ziyu crushed the sword, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his eyes flashed with a crystal glow, "I said before, today, he can't get out of this battlefield!"

Xia Ziyu's voice echoed in the battlefield, and for a while, everyone looked at each other, they didn't understand why Xia Ziyu was so sure that the evil god clan would not survive.

There was no powerful taboo Tianjiao in the battlefield to stop Cheng Bai, could it be that Xia Ziyu still had an arrangement in the dark?

"It's the beginning of the show, you have to watch it!" Xia Ziyu looked at Saint Jinling lightly and said.

Before the words fell, suddenly, a bright red sword light rose from the battlefield, terrifying and monstrous, and it was suddenly submerged in white.

Cheng Bai Cang screamed in panic, struggling to break free from the encirclement of the sword, and used his only remaining strength to attack with all his might.

However, no matter how he struggled, with the strongest force at the moment, it was difficult to escape, and he was shrouded in a dense sword light, and the Great Dao inscription fell, about to smash him alive.

"Then who made the move, such a powerful power, no less than the previous blow from Evil Ziyuan?"

"The divine power of the Shura God Clan, the Scarlet Sword Sea!"

When everyone was shocked, Luo Xiu's body slowly turned white, as for the ten quasi-emperor realm late stage Tianjiao of the Ancient God Sect who had blocked him before, they were already under his sword, and they were immediately killed, and their form and spirit were destroyed.

"Damn the Qin Clan's evil obstacles, you have been calculating me all along?" he went crazy with white anger, and he finally knew why Xia Ziyu had always had an indifferent attitude.

I think that since this time, he has secretly arranged the people who want to kill the Qin clan, but after such a long time, the people of the Qin clan have not died, but now he has fallen into the other party's game.

On this 10,000-mile battlefield, the people of the Qin clan had already arranged the situation, just to wait for their appearance, so that he would not die, and he even crashed into the door himself.

After thinking about this, Cheng Bai was extremely angry and aggrieved to death, this way of death made it difficult for him to accept, he jumped into the pit and buried himself here.

When he was about to vomit blood, he heard a snort.

The dense sword light fell, the Great Dao inscription was closed, and his body collapsed in it, and before he could even make a scream, his physical body was completely annihilated, and his spirit wanted to escape.

As soon as Luo Xiu's body moved, a scarlet sword light swept out, and his divine soul was also swept away by the murderous aura, and he was completely killed.

On the battlefield, the heroes were dumbfounded, and the expressions of the referee elders on the sky dome were also constantly changing, they never thought that there would be such a scene.

Yu Ronghua's expression changed slightly, he thought that the Qin clan would probably not be able to kill this evil god clan, but he never thought that below, the young master of the Shura God Clan was the real killing move prepared for Cheng Bai.

Chengbai was killed like this, so aggrieved, he definitely didn't look away.

The three Emperor Venerable Realm elders of the three clans, their bodies trembled, their faces were pale, and their hands were almost about to crush the stone seat under the seat.

The elders of the Ancient Divine Sect were even more angry, staring at the figures of the Qin clan with a pair of eyes, eager to directly kill the Qin clan at this time.

Evil Ziyuan was stunned for a long time, and then he slowly came back to his senses, he had already seen a corner before, but after seeing that the evil god clan was completely destroyed, he still felt happy in his heart and laughed.

"Okay, now it's time for something between us!" Xia Ziyu clapped his hands and looked at the Holy Jinling on the opposite side indifferently, and there was no longer the previous casualness in his voice, but with endless killing intentions.

As the words fell, the eyes of the heroes on the battlefield converged.

The battle here is undoubtedly the battle they are looking forward to the most, and it may also be the battle that will determine the leader of this Tianjiao Conference.

The young supreme, who will be the flower, is very exciting.

Even in Tongbao City, many monks have already started gambling.

The strange thing is that no one is optimistic about Xia Ziyu, this battle is biased in favor of Shengjinling, thinking that Shengjinling has a better chance of winning.

Although Xia Ziyu was one against two before, his short-term strength was not recognized by everyone.

Above the sky dome of the 10,000-mile battlefield, the judges of the Holy Land clan all fixed their eyes on the most central battle platform, looking at the two people whose aura was rising sharply.

"It seems that this Tianjiao Conference is a bit unexpected, I just don't know which of the two of them can win the title of the young supreme of this continent?" Yu Ronghua nodded with interest and said.

"It's too early for this young supreme position to be decided now, those people of the Qin clan may not be able to stop my children of the Desolate Ancient Divine Sect!" Elder Feng of the Desolate Ancient Divine Sect sneered.

The judges looked at the elders of the Desolate Ancient Divine Sect with a somewhat strange smile, and they had a sense of absurdity in their hearts, could it be that there were other hidden methods of the Desolate Ancient Divine Sect that had not been successful?

Now on the battlefield, the situation is very clear, the people of the Ancient Divine Sect have all been intercepted, and the Qin clan is like a bamboo, even those hundreds of Tianjiao who have been eroded by the evil qi have also been killed a lot, and the losses of the Qin clan are still pitiful.

On the other hand, on the central battle platform, there are only Xia Ziyu and Saint Jinling on it, and the rest of the people want to rush here in a short time, I'm afraid it's impossible.

The elder of the Shura God Clan glanced at the elder of the Desolate Ancient God Sect, "It's a good thing that someone can break the deadlock, so as not to say that the people of our continent are xenophobic, and if no one goes up to fight, wouldn't this Tianjiao Conference be too boring!"

During this time, the disciples of the Desolate Ancient God Sect have caused a lot of turmoil on the mainland, plundering the resources of the continent by various means, and they are competing with the holy land clans of all parties for the top talented disciples, full of sharpness, although now the heaven and earth are not allowed to appear high-end combat power, but many holy lands are uncomfortable with this.

Because what the Ancient Divine Sect did was really excessive, when he met some disciples of the Holy Land Clan who did not cooperate, he took a strong action to suppress them, and even abolished all of his cultivation.

His wolf ambition has long been revealed.

He hoped that the people of the Ancient God Sect could stand on that battle platform and let them know that the Tianjiao in this world was not a character that could be manipulated at will.

When many of the Heavenly Masters of the Ancient Ancient Divine Sect were suppressed on the battle platform one by one, he wanted to see if the Ancient Ancient Divine Sect still dared to act unscrupulously.

Elder Feng of the Desolate Ancient God Sect sneered, slowly leaned on the stone seat, and said, "Although the Tianjiao on the continent is not weak, and the young master of the Qin clan also has some ability, but this battle is not until the end, who of you can know the methods of the emperors?"

"As a disciple, his own bloodline is already ridiculously strong, and his cultivation is far superior to others, plus he has been precipitated in the Ancient Divine Sect for a long time, and his heritage is profound, how many people can compete with him?"

His gaze suddenly glanced at Qin Hongyi, his brows furrowed slightly, when Feng Yuchen told him that this little girl was a good furnace, he didn't care much.

But now that he saw Qin Hongyi's offensive and the Great Dao Qi emanating from his body, his heart jumped wildly a few times.

His eyes were hot, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, such a great avenue furnace, if Feng Yuchen was allowed to absorb it, it would definitely not be a problem to break into the imperial realm, and it might even make Feng Yuchen's avenue have a qualitative change.

Thinking of this, his gaze looked at the central battle platform and landed on Xia Ziyu's body, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This is an obstacle, if you want to take down Qin Hongyi on this battlefield, then the young master of the Qin clan and others must be suppressed or killed.

These blocked not only the emperor's path to advancement, but also the way for the Ancient Divine Sect to quickly enter the continent.

Moreover, everyone in the Qin clan has shown a palpitating talent, and if they are allowed to grow up completely, they will pay a heavy price if they want to realize the ambition of the Ancient Divine Sect.

This was not allowed by the Desolate Ancient God Sect, and his face gradually became ugly, and his eyes were fixed on the central battlefield.

"Three clans, you must clean up this young master of the Qin clan for this seat. ”

"As long as the young master of the Qin clan is defeated, and the disciples of my Divine Sect come up to humiliate him, the forces of this heaven and earth will know that my Ancient Divine Sect is the one who will return to Tianming!"

Then, his eyes looked in the direction of Tianyang and the four of them, and the latter at this time sat leisurely on the viewing platform without the slightest panic.

Seeing the indifferent appearance of the four people, Elder Feng of the Desolate Ancient Divine Sect became even more angry, the people of the Qin clan did not look at the Tianjiao of the Desolate Ancient Divine Sect in their eyes like this, and in such a fierce battle, these four people were not even moved.

"You guys just pretend, see if you are still so indifferent when the emperors of my Divine Sect show their means and trample all the evil obstacles of the Qin clan under their feet!"

Countless eyes focused on the central battle platform, the eyes of Saint Jinling became more and more cold, and the evil qi on his body was rushing, and the whistling sound was like a hellish ghost howling.

He didn't speak, it was very quiet, and the silence made the space on this battle platform almost frozen, and the only thing he thought about at this moment was to completely trample Xia Ziyu under his feet, and only in this way could he avenge the killing of his other half of his soul, and only then could he calm the infinite anger in his heart.

Rumble!

The evil qi around the Holy Jinling erupted, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth also rioted, and a powerful coercion spread.

He shook the bone sword in his hand suddenly, showing a pitch-black evil light, and unreservedly pushed his strength to the extreme point in an instant, and the evil light formed a pitch-black storm that formed hundreds of zhang between heaven and earth, surrounding his body.

The face of the Holy Jinling loomed in it, and the sense of oppression he showed at this moment was several times that of before, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the quasi-emperor realm, far exceeding the cultivation of all the Tianjiao present.

"You have always been an ant, why do you fight against me, and bully me again and again? Your Qin clan is just a small clan that was born not long ago, why can you be so powerful?"

The hideous face of the Holy Jinling appeared in the pitch-black evil light, and walked towards Xia Ziyu step by step, driving the evil storm in the sky, enveloping the entire battlefield in it, which was terrifying.

Xia Ziyu looked indifferently at the Holy Jinling with a hideous face and approaching step by step, without a glance, feeling the sense of oppression, even he couldn't help but look a little solemn, I have to say that he really underestimated this person before.

In less than a year, the cultivation of Shengjinling has reached the peak of the quasi-imperial realm, and it seems that he is going to have a good battle.

"Summer, purple, feather, let's die!"

A few words popped out from between his teeth one by one, and the strength around him became more and more violent, and the eyes hidden in the dark and evil light were also cold to the extreme at this time, and the voice full of chill spread between heaven and earth.

Phew!

As soon as the words fell, a pitch-black sword light had already broken through the sky, and the figure of Saint Jinling also disappeared in place, and illusory afterimages appeared in the void space, holding a bone sword and shooting towards Xia Ziyu, a sword aimed at Xia Ziyu's location, and slashed down fiercely.

The pitch-black evil light swirled around his body, and on the bone sword, it was like a storm-like evil light, and in the roar, even the surrounding space gradually began to distort.

This sword, even the powerhouses in the early stage of the Imperial Realm would not dare to regret it, if it was hit, it would be hit hard in an instant.

On the viewing platform, the heroes looked at the Holy Jinling with supreme power in shock, and their eyes showed an incredible color.

No one had ever thought that in this Tianjiao Conference, there would be such a terrifying existence, and the power of just one sword had already surpassed the strength of the early stage of the Imperial Realm.

Saint Jinling even gave full play to the advantages of his quasi-emperor realm peak cultivation, and he didn't think about giving Xia Ziyu the slightest chance, as soon as he made a move, he was already shocked, and he wanted to kill Xia Ziyu here.

The sword light that swirled around the evil light bombarded out, and the edge tore through the gaps in its battle platform.

In Xia Ziyu's eyes, the bone sword was rapidly enlarged in space, and at this time, he moved slightly, his right hand reached out slightly, and pushed out horizontally with one palm.

It looks soft and fluffy, without the slightest sense of power.

Rumble!

At this moment, in the void space, a purple gold palm print emerged, colliding with the sword light on the bone sword, setting off a monstrous storm between heaven and earth, and the torrential rain that fell quickly seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The space around seems to be frozen, and everything is frozen in place.

The only thing that could be seen was that the palm print was in contact with the sword, and the energy storm swept in all directions in a bang after a moment of frozenness.

The group of heroes held their breath and looked at this scene dumbfounded, Xia Ziyu just reached out his hand, and the palm print instantly condensed out, so that the edge could not be used in the slightest.

The evil aura like the tide of the sea was also isolated by the purple gold divine light, and everyone saw that there seemed to be a scene of mountains and rivers emerging in the palm prints, and no matter how the sword struck, the mountains and rivers were still standing still.

Phew!

Saint Jinling bowed slightly, the five fingers of his left hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and the fist was surrounded by a pitch-black evil light, and a punch bombarded the palm print.

Xia Ziyu's eyes trembled slightly, the palm print was pierced, and one after another sharp edges came in an instant, bombarding Xia Ziyu's body.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xia Ziyu had been shrouded in the evil sword, and Saint Jinling frowned slightly, because his sword directly passed through Xia Ziyu's body, without the slightest obstacle, and there was no scene of blood splashing.

He looked at Xia Ziyu's figure, and saw a smile on the corner of Xia Ziyu's mouth, and that smile made Saint Jinling look terrified, and suddenly turned around with a sword in front of him.

Bang!

The situation took a sharp turn in an instant, and a crystal fist appeared in his eyes, and the fist was shrouded in terrifying purple gold sword qi, which slammed down on the bone sword in his hand.

Suddenly, his body flew upside down a hundred feet away, and he rose and fell a few times on the battle platform before he saw that he had stabilized his figure, only to see that the ground above the battle platform had been trampled out of several holes by him, and the ground was shattered.

Saint Jinling saw Xia Ziyu's figure, standing in the void, and the purple gold divine light on his body was like a round of scorching sun in the darkness, dispelling all evil rays.

Saint Jinling didn't care about it, he took the sword and killed it, and swept it with a sword, but it hit the empty space, and the void was distorted by his sharp sword.

His complexion was gloomy, and his face was full of hideousness, and his figure burst out from here.

Ten zhang away, Xia Ziyu's figure had just appeared, and the sound of the edge breaking through the air was once again like a shadow.

The corners of Xia Ziyu's mouth raised, and a punch burst out, colliding with the Holy Jinling, the void was turbulent, and the aftermath was like a tide.

The huge battle platform void, the two figures swept extremely fast in it, and the sound of the edge breaking the air continued to explode in it, that kind of speed, seeing the ambition of the group of people, the evolution was chaotic.

This was the battle they had been looking forward to for a long time, although the battle outside was as powerful, but compared to that, they were more willing to watch Saint Jinling and Xia Ziyu fight alone, so that it was easier to see how strong a person was.

In this big battle, on the surface, the initiative of the battle was all held by Shengjinling, and his offensive was strong, violent and ferocious, enveloping Xia Ziyu like a storm, causing him to constantly dodge in the void.

However, Xia Ziyu's speed is indeed extremely fast, and he has been entangled with Saint Jinling in the void, and he has dodged the attack of the other party who doesn't know how many.

But the cultivation of Shengjinling is there, and it is not good to fall behind in terms of speed, and it is even more chasing Xia Ziyu.

Many times, Xia Ziyu seemed to be narrowly avoiding the bone sword of the Holy Jinling, which made people excited and thrilling at the same time.

The people watching the battle from the outside world also stared intently at the scene above the central battle platform.

The Ancient Divine Sect, the Ancient Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the figure shrouded in purple gold divine light, he had seen Xia Ziyu's sword.

This kid actually used his fist to resist the sword qi?

It seems to be dangerous and dangerous, but in fact, every step of the other party is within his calculations.

"Emperor, it seems that the young master of the Qin clan can't bear it for long!" said a patriarch of the Desolate Ancient God Sect with a smile.

The war-armored creature sat on the throne of the gods, looked at the image indifferently and said, "I don't think so, this kid should be a sword cultivator, do you see that he is out of the sword now?"

The woman with a hot figure looked at Xia Ziyu's figure coldly, and asked coldly at the Ancient Emperor on the Immortal Palace, "Emperor, I don't understand, why don't you let the disciples under the sect kill out, I think even if we can't make a move, the combat power under the emperor alone can sweep the continent, right?"

The Ancient Emperor shook his head slightly and said, "You guys are thinking too simply, have you noticed that kid?"

The white-bearded old man sitting on top of the bronze bell stared at him and said in surprise, "Can he stop us?"

The Ancient Emperor's fingertips swept out a ray of light, reflecting on the image of the Tianjiao Conference, expanding the scene on the central battle platform, and said lightly, "This little guy is not simple, his strength is far more than that, besides, haven't you noticed that in this Tianjiao Conference, every step of the Qin clan seems to be arranged?"

Everyone was slightly shaken, and their bodies were a little chilly.

Yes, the Qin clan seemed to have been killed many people before, but later, they found that those who died were just illusions, and everything was in Xia Ziyu's calculations.

The voice of the Ancient Emperor spread slowly, "The Ancient Emperor of the Ancient Empire, if you want to dominate the continent, don't be too persistent for the time being, there are still many secrets in this world that have not been solved, there are some things that you have not touched, and I don't want to tell you, when the time comes, you will know that we are not the slightest different from them." ”

"Our strength is indeed able to crush the vast majority of the Holy Land clans, but the people outside are not stupid, once we make a slight move, I am afraid that what we will face is the next all-round war. ”

"Now that the entire continent can't afford to spend it, let the young people fight, if you want to conquer the continent, you have to wait until the Wan clan calms down. ”

Everyone was silent, they all knew what was going on over there of all the clans, and after this Tianjiao Conference was over, I was afraid that there would be a change.

The eyes of the Ancient Emperor bloomed with golden light, falling on Xia Ziyu's figure.

Little one, you are the inheritor of the will of heaven and earth, can you really go that far?

After the Great War of the Ancient Ages, he divided into thousands of clones and walked on the continent in ancient times, and saw a lot, this era is indeed remarkable.

Worthy of the name of the emperor, generations of emperors are not afraid of death for the sake of all beings on the mainland, suppressing forbidden places everywhere and suppressing dark catastrophes again and again.

Their former desolate ancients did suffer great disasters, but in the end, they were the ones who were hidden.

But in the era after that, it was the place where the human race made a living for the people on the mainland again and again, and it was not as tragic as they were at the beginning, but how many tragic things were there?

The ancestors of the desolate ancients fought in the starry sky, and the later generations survived under the dark catastrophe, how are they different from the desolate ancients?

He had indeed forgotten his original intention before, but he also wanted to see if the human race in this era could grasp that freedom.

However, the final result was that he was a little moved, and all the Holy Land clans rushed to help them without fear of life and death, preventing them from being born in the wilderness.

Whether it was the human race, the demon race, or the creatures in the forbidden land, maybe they were all fighting each other before, but the unity shown in the face of foreign enemies made him waver.

In a trance, he seemed to see countless years ago, the ancient ancestors, regardless of race, rushed to the starry sky one after another to block the catastrophe, just for their homeland to survive.

The little guy was still young, but he could see it better than he did.

The desolate ancients used to be the creatures of this heaven and earth, and now that they have returned, they are naturally welcomed, and if they set off a catastrophe, they will join forces to fight.

At first, he wanted to pinch that kid to death, but after that, the scenes he saw on the mainland changed his mind.

He didn't stop the minds of his subordinates, he did what he liked, the times made heroes, if that little guy could fight his way out of the troubled times and become the supreme existence between heaven and earth, in the future, when the catastrophe came, this world would not be as powerless as it was at the beginning.

None of the people below knew his thoughts, and he had always been hostile to all parties on the continent, but he didn't know that their emperor no longer wanted to control heaven and earth.

In the Qin Clan's Divine Palace, a group of young disciples looked nervously at the scene in the image, Xia Ziyu had already collided with the Holy Jinling I don't know how many times.

Even the prohibition on the central battlefield was shattered three or four times by the aftermath of the two, but the two of them were still incomparable, like two rounds of the sun constantly colliding in the void.

"Sir, young master, can he win?" a female brother asked as he looked at his teacher, Qin Rui.

Qin Rui smiled faintly, "Of course, that's your young master, you should believe him, because he hasn't drawn his sword yet!"

Qin Zichen said with a smile, "This time, there will be no scene above the original ceremony, this kid of the Holy Clan wants to kill Yu'er, it is impossible!"

"Xiao Yu's strength seems to have improved a lot, just with his physical body and being able to take the attacks of that kid of the Holy Clan one by one, it seems that the advancement of the past few days has benefited a lot. Qin Xu nodded and said.

Qin Jian shook his head slightly and said, "At the beginning, this Holy Clan kid was obviously dead, and there were no bones left, where did he come from, how did he come back to life, and there was no news at all before the Tianjiao Conference?"

Everyone was silent, they only cared about watching the excitement, but they forgot about this crucial issue, if they can return alive once, there will be a second time, and each time they return they become stronger, this kind of thing makes everyone's hearts chill.

Looking at the image of the Tianjiao Conference, he was slightly moved, what kind of luck did the Holy Clan have?

Although they knew something from the mouth of the Holy Immortal, there was no substantial evidence, and no one dared to question the three clans easily, and now a dead person came back to life silently, which made them very uneasy.

The young people watching the battle were so surprised that they didn't know what to say, and they felt that if they went up instead, they might not even be able to make a move, and they would be killed by the violent offensive in it.

On those battle platforms, except for the people of the Three Clans and the Ancient Divine Sect, who were still fighting with the people of the Qin Clan's camp, the other Tianjiao who had won and lost all raised their heads slightly, looking at the void of the central battle platform, and no one was shocked.

Phew!

Saint Jinling blasted into the void with a sword, and the violent sword qi shook the void trembling, and it broke through the air with countless sharp edges, and bombarded Xia Ziyu's body again.

However, there was not the slightest hint of joy on Saint Jinling's face, because Xia Ziyu's body was blurred again, and in just an instant, his sword was dissolved by the punch that burst out from the side.

And his figure exploded out at great speed, and the bone sword swung out a long river of sword qi.

When the sword rose and the long river collapsed, Saint Jinling's complexion was distorted, and Han Sheng looked at the figure that slowly appeared in front of him, "Will you just hide around like a mouse?"

However, in the face of his reprimand, Xia Ziyu was indifferent at all, the fist fight was pulled apart again, bursting out, and the continuous fist prints bombarded Saint Jinling, and the most direct action responded to Saint Jinling's words.

He is not a fool, he naturally knows that Shengjinling is provoking him, and Shengjinling's violent attack and killing will not last long and consume a lot.

But if he wins this game, doesn't he want to touch it hard? Then it will fulfill Shengjinling's idea.

Saint Jinling looked at Xia Ziyu, who didn't pay attention to him at all, but instead launched a direct attack on him, his eyes were cold, and he said abruptly, "I thought you were going to hide until when you came up to die, then I ...... Fulfill you!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Saint Jinling holding the bone sword and killed it, this time, one after another sword marks appeared on the bone sword, and the qi suddenly increased several times.

The corners of Saint Jinling's mouth raised a hint of ridicule, and Sen Leng's voice sounded again.

"Evil Blade Sea!"

In an instant, Xia Ziyu suddenly felt that countless sharp edges were attacking from the void around Saint Jinling, and they were all over the entire battle platform in an instant.

The void shook slightly, and I saw that in the evil storm, as the bone sword in the hand of Saint Jinling swung out, thousands of sword blades turned into an ocean, completely enveloping this space.

Xia Ziyu's figure stood in the void, looking at the countless sword blades with an indifferent face.

The supernatural power of Saint Jinling did restrict his actions, but this was only a restriction.

"Xia Ziyu, next, let's enjoy the gift I prepared for you, this time, where else can you hide?"

A pair of eyes of Saint Jinling bloomed with a crystal light, and the divine sword in his hand suddenly pointed at Xia Ziyu's figure.

Buzz!

Woohoo......

Countless pitch-black sword blades vibrated in the void, and the next moment, they shot directly towards Xia Ziyu, and the wind and rain mixed with heaven and earth fell overwhelmingly.

Facing Xia Ziyu, who had nowhere to hide in the void, shrouded down.

On the battlefield of thousands of miles, the heroes watching the battle also showed a look of horror on their faces, the divine power of the Holy Jinling is indeed powerful, at least in their opinion, the Holy Jinling has completely locked Xia Ziyu.

The corners of the elders' foreheads and mouths of the three clans were also slightly raised, and there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes, a milky kid who had not dried up, the Qin clan's evil obstacles, had provoked the majesty of the three clans again and again, and let him know what the price was today.

How can a small Qin clan compete with their three clans, how can Tianjiao among the three clans be comparable to such a small clan, even if there is a great emperor in the Qin clan?

"Very good, Jinling seems to have made great progress, I want to see, today, who can keep the Qin Clan's evil obstacle?" the Elder of the Holy Clan smiled coldly.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Xia Ziyu had fallen into the nirvana set by the Holy Jinling, and the situation was irreversible.

Buzz!

The sea of sword qi composed of pitch-black sword blades shrouded every corner of the battle platform, the sword blades vibrate, emitting endless sword sounds, and each sword blade flashed with a cold edge, which made people's hearts palpitate, as if the next moment, it would be bombarded into a blood mist.

In a short confrontation, Saint Jinling had already shown his extraordinary powers, and it was obvious that he was able to cooperate with many emperors of the Ancient Divine Sect, because he had absolute strength.

Countless eyes were all staring at Xia Ziyu, who was shrouded by the ocean of sword blades, wanting to see if this young master of the Qin clan, known as the first proud young man on the mainland, still had a chance to reverse the situation.

In the St. Jinling nirvana, can the boy create a miracle as always.

In the pupils of Saint Jinling, a cold light burst out, and without the slightest hesitation, he quickly urged the Heavenly Sword Blade, wanting to kill Xia Ziyu in the shortest possible time.

"No matter how fast you are, can you avoid the range of my supernatural power now?" a sneer rose at the corner of Saint Jinling's mouth.

Xia Ziyu was indifferent, as if he knew that he couldn't dodge, so his figure didn't move a single step from beginning to end, and looked indifferently at the approaching sword blade.

Every edge of the edge contains evil energy, and it is incomparable, even in the middle of the imperial realm, he doesn't dare to say that he can be safe and sound.

And Xia Ziyu, who was trapped in it, still didn't make the slightest move.

Under the gaze of countless people, the pitch-black sword blade came in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, Xia Ziyu was already submerged in it.

Woo ......

Whoop......

The piercing sound of the sword blade breaking through the air resounded in everyone's ears, and the sword blade fell on the battle platform, tearing the battle platform into terrifying cracks one after another.

The sword swept across the ocean, and the attack and killing of the Holy Jinling continued.

Waiting for all those sword blades to fall, the battlefield was silent, that is, everyone who was still fighting before had already distanced themselves and looked at the central battle platform with bated breath.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the ocean of sword blades disappeared completely.

One by one, they looked at the void dumbfounded, and saw that Xia Ziyu's figure was still standing in it unharmed.

The sneer on Saint Jinling's face also stopped abruptly at this moment, looking at Xia Ziyu with an indifferent face in disbelief.

His supernatural power is that he does not dare to resist in the middle of the imperial realm, and if this offensive continues, he will also be seriously injured, but Xia Ziyu is not injured in the slightest.

His gaze was all condensed on Xia Ziyu's body, Xia Ziyu's body was shining with a crystal purple gold divine light, and there were inscriptions looming on his body, like an armor, protecting him in it.

And on the top of the inscription armor, there were mysterious lines flashing, exuding an incomprehensible power.

Avenue God Pattern!

At this moment, whether it was the battlefield of Wanli, or the Tongbao City below, or the people watching the battle from afar, there was an uproar.

No one could have imagined that the divine power offensive that was enough to severely damage the middle stage of the Imperial Realm would be resisted by Xia Ziyu so lightly.

"Yes, this little guy's cultivation avenue is not simple, and that kind of physical defense is also extremely terrifying, he has come to this point at a young age, which shows the terrifying nature of his talent!" On the divine throne, Yu Ronghua secretly admired in his heart.

The elder of the Purple Sun Sect said in a thunderous voice, "That's physical defense, not with the help of foreign objects, but some doorways, this little guy seems to be trying to frustrate some people's plans!"

The elders of the three clans shook their heads slightly and sneered, "This battle has just begun, Elder Chen should not jump to conclusions too soon!"

The old man of the Bright God Clan touched his beard and said with a smile, "In this battle, it seems that the Tianjiao of the three clans wants to seize the position of the Young Supreme, it seems that it is not so simple!"

When the Holy Clan Elder heard this, he sneered, "Your words are wrong, the previous junior of our clan was just testing the details of the young master of the Qin clan, if the young master of the Qin clan can't even catch such a magical power, then it will be too unbearable to leave?"

"In this battle, from beginning to end, it was the Holy Clan's Tianjiao who took the lead, and the Qin Clan's Xia Ziyu was able to support it until now, which is already quite good, but if you want to seize the position of the Young Supreme, you are afraid that you are laughing!" Elder Feng of the Ancient Ancient God Sect smiled lightly.

The elder of the Shura God Clan said coldly, "Really, then let's see who can win in the end!"

He knew what Xia Ziyu was good at, and now that he was fighting, Xia Ziyu still didn't use his sword, he just handed his fist and palm to Saint Jinling.

The whole audience is at ease, if Xia Ziyu is only like this, how can he be respected by the patriarch and the young master?

Saint Jinling looked at Xia Ziyu who was resisting his supernatural powers on the other side, his face was gloomy, his eyes were even more cold, his eyes bloomed with scarlet evil light, and he roared in a hoarse voice, "Xia Ziyu, I can't imagine that you still have some skills!"

Originally, under his plan, even if Xia Ziyu could regret this blow, he would definitely be damaged by it, but now, it was obviously his miscalculation, Xia Ziyu's strength was much stronger than what he heard in the past two days.

Although Xia Ziyu's cultivation could not be detected, those methods were amazing, making it difficult for people to figure out the limit of his strength.

"You've made a move many times, so it's time to replace me!"

On Xia Ziyu's body, the purple gold divine light suddenly flourished.

Between heaven and earth, the sound of swords and dragons roared.

In the sky, there are many visions.

The sword and the dragon roar in the sky!