Standing proudly in purple and gold clothes, his eyes looked directly at Yuan Hao, smiling disdainfully, and then he turned his head to look at the old man of the Celestial Race, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I don't know what the clan elder said, Ziyu, have you ever been wrong?"

For a while, the faces of the people of the two clans in the square were very exciting, and what Xia Ziyu said before, both of them were brought into it.

Among them, even if the lifespan of the two clansmen is more than 100 million years, and the lifespan of the younger generation is at least 500 years old, and Xia Ziyu is rumored to be only in his teens, now that he hears it, how can his face not be ugly.

Now it seems that this young master of the Qin clan can't be regarded as a junior who has not dried up, otherwise he would not be able to say a few words and suppress their momentum at the bottom.

This is the young master of the Qin clan!

Between words and deeds, the prestige of the Qin clan is fully displayed, shoulder to shoulder with the elders of the clan, and the strength of tens of millions of disciples, dare to be disrespectful?

The corners of Miyazawa's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Xia Ziyu, he couldn't help but salute softly, "What the young master said is not wrong, but the young master, I hope it will be enough, don't talk too much!"

Miyazawa reminded that both of them were present, even though he was the young master of the same clan, but in his eyes, he was still just a junior! Xia Ziyu was like this, where did he put them?

Yuan Hao came back to his senses even more, his face was gloomy to the extreme.

"Young Master Xia, it's so majestic, do you think that with a little Qin clan identity, you can suppress my celestial and human clan, the emperor clan has not? Even if you are the young master of the Qin clan, what if you are here today. It's not to see the majesty of your Qin clan, but to come to fight, if you can lead the younger generation of the Qin clan to defeat us, how about we wait to pay a respect?"

Yuan Hao's slightly handsome face was even more cold at the moment, and a pair of eyes looked at Xia Ziyu with great resentment.

Pray and see you? What if you win?

Xia Ziyu glanced at Yuan Hao faintly, "What about the young master of the Qin clan?"

Shaking his head slightly: "It seems that you still don't know what I say." ”

Xia Ziyu raised his head, looked at Yuan Hao and said indifferently: "If you don't want to lose face in the discussion for a while, it's better to listen to me."

"Bow your head obediently and see you"

The corners of Xia Ziyu's mouth raised slightly, which was meaningful, but it made the people of the two clans more ...... Angry!

"Shaft, dare to do this!"

Yuan Hao's mentality had exploded, he couldn't bear the anger, humiliation, the divine light on his body surged, and the majesty of the emperor was like a vast mountain pressing Xia Ziyu away.

Rumble!

"Presumptuous!"

Suddenly, Evil Ziyuan had already drawn his sword and spoke, his eyes were slightly gloomy, as if he had the power of heaven and earth, and the power of the emperor was instantly shattered.

Yuan Hao's face was shocked, his eyes were cold and he looked at Evil Ziyuan, and suddenly woke up.

I never thought that the strength of the person Xia Ziyu went to pick up was almost the same as him, and he broke his general trend in an instant.

The people of the two clans and even the Qin clan present were all shocked, and they didn't know who this person was defending Xia Ziyu like this.

Xia Ziyu smiled indifferently, looked at Yuan Hao and said, "It seems that you have to bring humiliation on yourself after all, and you have to throw your face on the ground to bow to me?"

Yuan Hao's face turned red suddenly, and the hand behind him clenched his fists tightly, and his muscles burst out.

"Xiao Yu, since you are back, and the younger generation of the people of the two clans is so impatient, then satisfy them!" Qin Ming's deep voice sounded, looking at Xia Ziyu.

Xia Ziyu turned around slightly and looked at Qin Ming's eyes full of essence.

"Uncle Ming, Zi Yu is clear"

Xia Ziyu turned around and smiled indifferently, and the essence in his eyes flashed, sweeping towards the people of the two clans.

"If you want to fight, then fight, people of the Qin clan, come to power"

Xia Ziyu shouted, and the faces of the younger generation of the Qin clan were shocked, and the battle spirit soared into the sky, and he got up and swept onto the battle platform.

"Meet the Young Master" led by Qin Yuan, bowed down and stood behind Xia Ziyu, saluting in unison.

"When the people of my Qin clan come to power, how can you fight?"

Xia Ziyu looked at the old man and Miyazawa with bright eyes, arrogantly declaring war, without any fear.

He said unhurriedly, leisurely, without the slightest indication that the Qin clan was about to face the two major clans, the imperial clan, and the existence of more than twenty imperial clans.

Miyazawa looked at the old man with a smile, and the old man also looked at each other and smiled.

"Then Young Master Xia, how do you think you should fight?"

Xia Ziyu smiled indifferently and glanced at the people of the Qin clan behind him: "There are few people in the emperor realm of my Qin clan, and it is not appropriate to fight in a group, since the seniors asked me, then what I mean is naturally one-on-one, heads-up"

Miyazawa and the old man glanced at each other, and they seemed to be a little surprised!

Xia Ziyu smiled and looked at the elders of the two clans, he is not a fool, since they want to go down the steps, then go down, he doesn't want the people of the Qin clan to suffer in the competition, why not do it?

What can a celestial race do? Even if he adds the palace family of the God Clan, what can he do? He is not afraid, but he does not want to consume the strength of the Qin clan.

Miyazawa looked at Qin Jian: "Patriarch Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Jian smiled indifferently and said, "Xiao Yu's decision is the decision of my Qin clan, since he said a single battle, then a single battle"

Qin Jian's words were calm, and his face was indifferent, but this indifference in the eyes of Miyazawa and the old man surprised the two, even if he pretended to be calm, it was enough to make people amazed.

Of the major forces, how many people can be neither humble nor arrogant in front of the two major clans, or even the imperial clan, or even quiet?

If Miyazawa wasn't from the imperial family, he thought he couldn't do it, and if he was from the Qin family, he would have started begging for mercy a long time ago to avoid injury.

But in the eyes of the two of them, the Qin clan is also a loser in such a fight, not to mention that they are all in the imperial realm, and the Qin clan only has a few imperial realms, how many people can they stop?

Miyazawa nodded slightly, "Since the Qin Patriarch has already made a decision, let's start, let me wait and see the demeanor of the younger generation of the Qin Clan."

"In that case, then I, the Heavenly Human Race, will first ask about the demeanor of the Qin Clan," the old man's eyes moved slightly. He looked at the disciples behind him

"Discuss for yourselves who will go to the battlefield first"

On the other side, Xia Ziyu took Bai Qing and them off the battlefield, leaving only one person to fight, and that was Evil Ziyuan.

At this time, a young man of the Celestial Race walked out, swept up the battle platform and looked at Evil Ziyuan, looking at Evil Ziyuan with a proud face.

"Who are you?" the young man looked proudly at the evil son.

"Evil Son"

"Make a move! Otherwise, you, you don't have a chance" Evil Ziyuan looked at the young man indifferently.

"Arrogance"

The young man was furious, and the long sword in his hand appeared, piercing the evil son straight away, and the sword shone like a scorching sun.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Evil Ziyuan's mouth, and the sword in his hand was slightly raised, and the crimson sword was indifferent, but it tore apart the young man's sword like a withering and decaying one, stabbing the young man straight away, and the young man was seriously injured in an instant.

"You're too weak, next"

At this moment, Evil Ziyuan no longer looked as lazy as he did a few days ago, but was as sharp as a god.

The young man looked at Evil Ziyuan in horror, and was horrified by the power of Evil Ziyuan, and he could seriously injure him with a slight sword, as if in front of Evil Ziyuan, he was like an ant, without the slightest power to resist.

Evil Ziyuan turned his head slightly and looked at the people of the Celestial Race. His eyes were calm, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a smile jumped on his face.

"Next"

The sound fell, and the sword in his hand sounded like music.

And the old man of the Celestial Race was even more stunned, he didn't expect to defeat him in an instant with a sword.

Although Yuan Hao and the palace fairy are conceited, they dare not underestimate the evil son Yuan under this sword.

However, the eyes of the disciples of the Celestial Race were slightly condensed, and many of them snorted coldly.

Next, several emperors of the Celestial Race fought continuously, but they were all defeated by a sword, and no one could take the sword of Evil Ziyuan. And the faces of everyone in the Celestial Race were extremely ugly, and the eyes of Saint Wuzhang were even more resentful.

In the past, he was defeated in the hands of Xia Ziyu, and now the Qin clan has one more evil Ziyuan, looking at the strength and Xia Ziyu is not much different, at the beginning, the three clans lost their troops, and wanted to kill Xia Ziyu and strangle him, but they were all unsuccessful, and now they are on the list of celestial and human clans, and they can't take a person around Xia Ziyu.

Yuan Hao's face was also ugly, just now the evil Zi Yuan long sword broke the power of his emperor, and he knew that it was not simple, but he didn't expect that after five battles, all of them ended in the failure of his celestial race.

Now that the Qin clan has only one person, they have defeated the five of them, and Xia Ziyu and others have not yet made a move, it seems that what they thought before was too simple.

"I'll fight you" Sheng Wuzhang couldn't help it, he didn't believe it, Xia Ziyu couldn't win, could it be that just an evil Ziyuan could stop him.

A smile was drawn at the corner of Yuan Hao's mouth, and a smile was hidden in his eyes.

Saint Wuzhang's figure swept onto the battle platform, and he looked at Evil Ziyuan with a cold glint in his eyes. But Evil Ziyuan was indifferent, still smiling at the corners of his mouth.

"Little guy, it's not simple, but that Sheng Wuzhang is not simple, I'm afraid there will be a good show to watch" The old man chuckled and shook his head slightly.

And Qin Jian walked on the main seat, his eyes were shining, and he looked at the evil son.

Seeing that the evil Ziyuan was silent, Saint Wuzhang stared, the spiritual power on his body flowed, the power of the law surged, and a burst of golden armor appeared on his body, not only that, but the sword in his hand also appeared A divine sword that exuded the power of the emperor.

"The Imperial Spirit Weapon, that is an artifact that is dozens of times stronger than the Emperor-level peak Spirit Weapon!"

Many people's eyes were slightly condensed, it seems that the Holy Clan gave him a lot of good things!

Holy Light Armor, Holy Void Sword!

"This guy seems to be very jealous of Evil Ziyuan! he even used the Imperial Artifact," Xia Ziyu chuckled on the side.

"Hmph, Holy Clan, it's really shameless, but it's also a little self-aware, and I don't dare to relax at all!" Qin Yuan sneered on the side.

"The little guy seems to be in big trouble," the corners of Qin Jian's mouth raised, meaningful.

And the people of the palace family are happy to watch a good show, no matter who lives or dies, it is not a loss for their palace family.

The sword in Evil Ziyuan's hand is just an emperor-level peak spiritual weapon, and it is unlikely that he wants to defeat Saint Wuzhang, the younger generation of the Qin clan shook his head lightly, and there was some regret in his heart.

Evil Ziyuan looked at the Holy Light Armor and the Holy Spirit Sword, and smiled indifferently, as if he had nothing to do.

He didn't say a word, the crimson divine sword in his hand shook, and in an instant, Evil Ziyuan slashed out a sword leisurely.

The sword was drawn slowly, as if it was dancing, and it slashed into the void with this sword!

Rumble!

In the void, endless sword intent is born, and the crimson sword is all over the sky, not shocking the world, not disturbing everyone, no power, no power, back to the basics.

"This is ... ”

With the appearance of the sword, the faces of the old man and Miyazawa changed drastically, their bodies were shocked, and their faces were shocked.

"The Rules!"

The Sacred Law Rules!

Qin Jian bowed slightly, Qin Ming's eyes flashed with more essence, and the smile on his face became stronger.

The corners of Xia Ziyu's mouth raised slightly, "I said he was clumsy!"

Bai Qing's eyes also flashed with essence, and the younger generation of the Qin clan was even more shocked and overjoyed.

However, the faces of the Celestial Race and the Gong Family were extremely gloomy, and the Holy Law Dao?

Even the top young generation of their two clans is no better than this, and the people around Xia Ziyu have reached such a point in their comprehension of the Great Dao.

I saw that the thousands of sword intent sword rays instantly turned into streamers and swept into the divine sword!

"The Rules!"

Saint Wuzhang's eyes were shocked, he didn't know that this person had already reached the top of the Emperor's Dignity and was about to reach the position of Martial Emperor Saint.

"What about the Holy Dao, if you want to win over me with this, it's a bit wishful thinking!"

Saint Wuzhang's eyes froze, and with a wave of the Holy Spirit Sword in his hand, a golden sword light appeared out of thin air, slashing towards the evil son. The sword roaring above the Holy Spirit Sword soared into the sky, like shaking the heavens and the earth, and the sword was like slashing the heavens and the earth, making people have an invincible power.

"Holy Punishment Sword, Xiaocheng"

"This Son Emperor Realm, he can actually cultivate the Holy Clan's Holy Punishment Sword to such an extent, which can be regarded as meritorious!"

The old man bowed slightly, and the Holy Wuzhang used the Holy Spirit Sword to perform the Holy Punishment Sword Duel, and the power was incomparable, and the battle with the evil Ziyuan was not yet clear.

The sword was like a rainbow, and in an instant, it slashed in front of Evil Ziyuan, and the sword stabbed straight into Evil Ziyuan's chest.

Sheng Wuzhang was stunned, this is too easy, like cutting nothing!

Just as the sword was about to pierce in, the eyes of the evil son Yuan opened, and the sword qi instantly covered the whole body, and the god was extremely handsome.

The sound of the handover of gold and iron was endless, and I saw that the golden light sword light instantly shattered and dissipated into invisibility.

Evil Ziyuan's body suddenly moved, holding the divine sword and stabbing directly at Saint Wuzhang, in the endless battle platform, in front of the body that had reached Saint Wuzhang, a sword swept away.

As soon as Saint Wuzhang stepped on his feet, he instantly burst back, and what made him feel horrified was that he retreated, the evil son advanced, and the battle platform was already shrouded in crimson gods.

No matter how he retreated, instead of escaping the attack of Evil Ziyuan, he was forced into the sword of Evil Ziyuan.

In an instant, thousands of sword rays came in an instant, and they slammed down on the Holy Light Armor of Saint Wuzhang.

Ding! Ding!

The divine light above the holy light armor trembled, and cracks emerged, and a crimson sword was pierced into the divine light, imprisoned on the crack.

Sheng Wuzhang looked at the edge that was close at hand, and his heart was shocked. Immediately, no longer hesitated, and the spiritual power of the law in his body surged out and poured into the Holy Light Armor.

Rumble!

I saw that above the Holy Light Armor, one hundred and eight pieces of Light Armor appeared on Saint Wuzhang's body, and the attack of Evil Ziyuan bombarded it, and those Light Armor were also immovable.

But there was no joy on Sheng Wuzhang's face, holding the Holy Spirit Sword in his hand, and he slashed out in an instant.

"Broken!"

The sound of explosive shouting sounded, and the crimson sword in front of Sheng Wuzhang's eyes was constantly slashed open, and before he could react, a touch of cold suddenly appeared between the slashed gaps.

Not only this touch of cold, but also those crimson swords kept attacking the light armor.

He burst back again, and that touch of forest cold pierced the door directly, and as soon as Saint Wuzhang's mind moved, a piece of holy light armor appeared in front of his face!

Clang!

Evil Ziyuan's figure emerged, and the divine sword in his hand struck on the light armor!

I saw a crack appear on the light armor!

"How is that possible?"

Saint Wuzhang's face turned pale, and the long sword in his hand slashed straight out, and Evil Ziyuan's long sword was shaken open, and he did not pursue, but swung his sword again, slashing the sword again and again, but every time he cut out, it was useless, as if he was standing in the void.

That feeling made him extremely uncomfortable, and the sword light falling on the Holy Light Armor made the law spiritual power in his body quickly deplete, and the terrifying power was no less than the full force of the Emperor's blow.

However, in a moment, Saint Wuzhang was shocked in his heart, he found that his law spiritual power had been depleted by more than half!

With the exhaustion of the spiritual power of the law, the Holy Light Armor was even more dim, and suddenly, Evil Ziyuan appeared on the right side of the Holy Wuzhang again, and the power of the divine sword slashed down, and thousands of sword rays melted into the crimson divine sword, and actually cut through two pieces of light armor in an instant.

Saint Wuzhang's face was shocked, and he suddenly retreated, even though he reacted well, but Evil Ziyuan's sword qi also injured him, and there were blood marks on his body!

"Break it for me!"

Sheng Wuzhang was crazy and hideous, furious, and the long sword in his hand kept slashing towards Evil Ziyuan, but he couldn't stop the decline, and the long sword in Evil Ziyuan's hand kept swinging to repel Saint Wuzhang.

Every sword is fatal, and Saint Wuzhang is like a trapped beast fighting to the death, which makes Saint Wuzhang hysterical in his heart.

He had to support both the Holy Light Armor and the Holy Spirit Sword, and the spiritual power of the law in his body was even more exhausted, but he failed to hurt the evil son in the slightest.

The Holy Light Armor could not be supported by spiritual power, and the sword qi of the Evil Son Yuan was like a rainbow, and every sword hurt his body, but the Holy Spirit Sword in his hand could not hurt his body, and even the sword in the opponent's hand was not damaged.

Sheng Wuzhang looked at Evil Ziyuan, and finally showed a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Ahh

He looked up to the sky and roared, his heart was very unwilling, his eyes were cloudy, he looked at Xia Ziyu resentfully, and laughed.

He is the emperor, he can't compete with Xia Ziyu's realm, and now he can't compete with a dog next to Xia Ziyu, and he can't defeat the attack of Evil Ziyuan.

Since I can't kill you, I will cut off one person behind you first, and a jade plate appeared in Sheng Wuzhang's hand, and its jade card was extremely scarlet, and in his continuous retreat, the jade card was activated.

Just as the Evil Ziyuan Long Sword was about to pierce into Saint Wuzhang's body, a sharp claw in the jade plate stretched out and resisted the Evil Zi Yuan's Divine Sword.

And Sheng Wuzhang smiled hideously: "Boy, you go to die, hahaha"

Miyazawa looked at the old man with a staring eye in the audience, and the evil and monstrous aura on the stage was tyrannical and bloody, which made him feel cold.

And the old man just smiled indifferently, as if everything had been expected.

However, all the people of the Qin clan stood up, and an angry look appeared on Qin Jian's face, and everyone in the Qin clan was also furious.

"Why did you actually bring the Evil God Clan into my Qin Clan?" Qin Ming's face was filled with anger, and his eyes looked directly at the old man of the Heavenly Human Race.

"Hehe, the deputy patriarch is a little restless, it's just a discussion, I didn't say that you are not allowed to bring the evil god clan in, right, then again, it's just the power of the evil god sealed by a jade plate, it's harmless, isn't it?"

Xia Ziyu's eyes were extremely cold, and he looked intently at the portal in the jade card, he had a bad premonition!

On the battle platform, the pupils of the evil son Yuan suddenly contracted, and he shouted angrily: "Damn it"

I saw two sharp claws flying out of the jade card, and the divine sword that held the evil Ziyuan shook it back, and the figure of Saint Wuzhang flashed in front of the claws, stretched out his hands, and the two sharp claws were worn on his hands.

The old man looked at Qin Ming with a slight bow, "I'll say it, it's harmless."

Qin Ming snorted coldly and looked at the battle platform.

Saint Wuzhang's qi and blood skyrocketed, and the law spiritual power that he had lost just now was instantly filled, his aura was even thicker than just now, and there was a trace of Saint Dao Dao on top of his claws, enveloping Saint Wuzhang's whole body.

"Haha, hahaha. Originally, this was prepared for Xia Ziyu, but now I will take your sacrificial artifact first."

Evil Ziyuan's face was solemn, he never thought that the other party still had such an evil holy weapon, he miscalculated!

"The holy weapon of the evil god clan" Qin Ming said lightly, and Xia Ziyu's eyes were stunned when he heard the words, and he burst into foul language with hatred in his heart.

Everyone of the Qin clan looked at the battle platform, their hearts were also very heavy, they didn't know what to do, the holy weapon was also part of their own chance, and they didn't want to say anything more!

On the battlefield!

A golden light God of War enveloped in blood-red scarlet light rose up from the sky, and the battle just now was not used in order to support the Holy Light Armor and the Holy Spirit Sword, and now he no longer needs these two Imperial Weapons, he can do it with all his might.

With one foot in the abyss of the evil son, the golden light god of war continued to shrink, merging with the holy Wuzhang, and the blood light appeared in the sky.

The evil son stood in the void, looking at the saint Wuzhang who stepped on, the divine sword in his hand came out of his hand, a sword mark appeared, and the sword mark instantly appeared on the divine sword, and with a wave of his big hand, he slashed the holy Wuzhang and left.

Rumble!

The divine sword slashed on Saint Wuzhang's body, and was instantly slapped away by the claws of his right hand, and Saint Wuzhang only took the evil son and left.

Evil Ziyuan looked at the swept Sheng Wuzhang, his heart was extremely calm, although it was a holy weapon, but he didn't believe that Sheng Wuzhang could last long, as long as he dragged it, there was no need to resist.

With a move of his hand, the divine sword that was slapped away fell into his hand again, and he fought and retreated, but Sheng Wuzhang seemed to know his thoughts, and his qi and blood were surging without a single blow, and his breath continued to begin to be disordered.

But his heart was also unhurried, constantly parrying the attack of Saint Wuzhang, who had the help of the holy weapon, his arrogance soared, and when he attacked, he also kept mocking.

"Aren't you amazing?"

"You're fighting back!"

"The Law of the Holy Path?"

"How can you only know how to hide now!"

The two figures in the void kept flickering, and the blood with golden light continued to bombard Evil Ziyuan, and Evil Ziyuan kept dodging, occasionally slashing out a sword between the gaps, but they were all shattered by Saint Wuzhang's claws.

Originally, I wanted to wait for Saint Wuzhang to be counterattacked, but now Evil Ziyuan has a very bad premonition in his heart, maybe this backlash is not important to Saint Wuzhang.

"It's really unlucky," he scolded in his heart.

As soon as his heart was horizontal, the power of the Dao rule surged, and then turned into thousands of sword domains, shrouding towards the Holy Wuzhang, he didn't want to use more powerful magical powers, but the spiritual power in his body couldn't support it after fighting for so long!

A hybrid elixir entrance, the breath stabilized, and he looked at the killing Saint Wuzhang.

"Hahaha, it's useless, you can't stop me" Sheng Wuzhang laughed.

"Try it and you'll know," Evil Ziyuan said calmly.

At this moment, Saint Wuzhang's face changed drastically, and the golden light on his body was constantly eroded by the blood-red light, Evil Ziyuan saw his abnormality, and the people watching the battle also saw that something was wrong with him.

At this time, the Holy Wuzhang was being eroded by the power of the evil god, and the power of the evil god in the sea of consciousness was constantly impacting the soul.

"Ahhh

Roars resounded in the sky.

Looking at his strange appearance, the corners of Evil Ziyuan's mouth rose slightly, and the crimson divine light on the long sword in his hand surged, and he went straight to the saint.

Sharpen your head with a sword!

Among all spirits, there is evil, good, righteousness, treachery, life and death.

Evil Ziyuan looked at the corpse that fell to the ground, and had mixed feelings in his heart, is there a day when he is the same?

This is the first time he has killed someone from the Qin clan.

Until death, Sheng Wuzhang never imagined that he would die in the Qin clan one day, he came with the heart of destroying the Qin clan, and came with the holy weapon of the evil god clan, but finally died under the holy weapon.

Although it was the evil Ziyuan who made the move, the biggest reason was because of the spirit of the evil god clan in the holy weapon, the success was also a holy weapon, and the defeat was also a holy weapon.

Outside the battle platform, everyone sighed for a while, but they didn't expect the final result to be like this.

"Haha, clan elder, how is it now?" Qin Ming looked at the old man of the human race that day, the old man frowned at the moment, his face was gloomy as water, and his heart was furious.

His Celestial Race has been defeated repeatedly, and the Qin Clan has only one person, so the Celestial Race can't raise his head, and a young master of the Holy Clan has died, how can he not be angry.

"Hmph, it's too early to talk about this!" the old man said with a cold snort.

Suddenly, on the battle platform, the wind and thunder were fierce.

Above the sky, thunder and lightning were combined, and scarlet-colored blood thunder continued to fall on the battle platform, and shocking changes suddenly appeared, and everyone heard the prestige.

On the battle platform, the Saint Wuzhang who had just separated his body and head had already joined together at this moment, and the blood thunder continued to fall on his body, covering his body with blood light, and he was extremely evil.

The pair of evil god claws gradually merged into Saint Wuzhang's body, and eighty-one blood thunderbolts continued to fall, and finally the evil god claws and Saint Wuzhang fused into one.

"Tut-tut, it's been a long time, it's a familiar taste, I'm finally back, Qin Jian, I'm out of the black wall, are you still there?" A hoarse voice of vicissitudes came from the mouth of Saint Wuzhang on the battle platform.

"Holy Will!"

The pupils of the people of the Qin clan shrank suddenly, and their hearts were extremely frightened, those sharp claws, negligent, never thought that there was actually an evil saint soul hidden in it, and now it was resurrected by the body of the saint Wuzhang, and just eighty-one thunder tribulations fell, and it was only the saint Wuzhang of the realm of the emperor, and now the Wuyuan is even more powerful, and he is a saint.

"Wuyuan, it's really endless years, and now you can still meet acquaintances" Qin Jian smiled indifferently.

"If you can still live, how can I be buried before you?"

Hearing this, Wu Yuan looked at Qin Jian above the main throne, and his pupils condensed, "You are not dead yet, but today you will die"

Qin Jian shook his head slightly, "You are in the land of my Qin clan, saying that I will die today, I wonder if you have been stupid for hundreds of millions of years?"

"Qin clan, how is it possible" Wu Yuan couldn't believe it.

"Evil Ziyuan, quickly withdraw, quickly" Xia Ziyu saw that the black wall was catching up with Qin Jian, and immediately said to Evil Ziyuan.

When Evil Ziyuan heard this, his figure was about to disappear in place, but as soon as he hid into the void, he was instantly imprisoned, and his body was forced out of the void and appeared in the same place.

"Qin clan, so what? This junior wanted to leave just now, did you ask me?" Wu Yuan said calmly, turning his head to look at Evil Ziyuan.

At this moment, Evil Ziyuan was imprisoned on the battle platform, and even if the power of the Dao Rule in his body was surging, he could not break through the confinement, and Wu Yuan was walking towards him step by step at this moment.

Xia Ziyu was in a hurry when he saw this, Evil Ziyuan had already comprehended the rules of the Dao, and he couldn't get out of trouble, and the big Ding Dao diagram in his hand appeared at the same time, and Ding Xiang went to the black wall.

And the imprisoned void around Evil Ziyuan snapped apart.

"Let's go!"

Xia Ziyu shouted, and when Evil Ziyuan heard this, his figure instantly swept off the battle platform.

Clang!

Dading suppresses the battle platform.

Everyone looked at the one person and one tripod on the battle platform, that big tripod can crush the power of the saint in an instant, it must not be a mortal product, all eyes are shining, and the eyes of the people of the two races are full of greed.

Artifact!

The weight alone can crush the power of the saint, and if it is urged, what a divine power it will be!

Wu Yuan looked at Da Ding, he was reborn with the body of the Holy Wuzhang, and naturally knew what this Ding was!

He grabbed the Da Ding with one hand, wanting to grab it, but when his hand was just halfway out, above the Da Ding, the purple gold divine light rushed to the sky, the Da Ding was suspended, and the endless divine power fell down from the top of the Da Ding, suppressing the void of the battle platform.

His eyes were uncertain, but also surprised, this tripod is even more extraordinary than he imagined, if he can this tripod, his strength can also be greatly increased!

The power of the saint broke out in an all-round way, and the spiritual power turned into a big palm and slapped at Dading, which was about to suppress Dading on the battle platform.

And Miyazawa was thinking about the origin of this tripod with all his might, he seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he simply didn't want to.

Rumble!

Xia Ziyu hung directly in the air, and his figure stood on top of the big ding.

Emperor Wu Sage?

Last time, he was defeated by the saint of the evil god clan, but today, he still wants to give it a try.

I saw that above the big ding, the divine power moved violently, and the Dao diagram Ling Tian, three thousand divine power turned into divine swords, stabbing directly at the giant palm of the black wall.

"Evil God Clan, be punished!"

Xia Ziyu calmly looked at Sheng Wuzhang, also Wu Yuan, at the beginning, they had already guessed whether the Holy Clan was a sealed place of the Evil God Clan, but now it seems that there will be no mistake, first there is Luo Bin, and then there is Sheng Wuzhang.

Holy Clan, Celestial Clan, good!

Is this going to join forces with the Evil God Clan to destroy the Qin Clan? In the past, there was an Imperial Clan that betrayed him, and now there is the Celestial Human Clan, and these people deserve to die.

"Qin Clan, Guardian Clan, are you the young master of the Qin Clan in the world? Okay, I will kill you here today, and the head of Tyr will go to worship my evil god, and you will definitely be the thing of this holy general" Wu Yuan looked at Xia Ziyu with a cruel smile.

"Little Feather"

"Don't bother him, let him fight" Qin Jian slowly spoke, his eyes looked straight at the battle platform, although Wuyuan used to be a saint, but now it is just the rebirth of the body of the divine soul and the holy body, and he has just entered the holy realm, Xia Ziyu should have the strength to fight, because he is a person who breaks the taboo, and the way he cultivates is also different.

"If you want to kill me, with you, you are also worthy" Xia Ziyu's eyes moved slightly, and his purple and gold clothes rose with the wind.

"Are the Qin people all arrogant?" Wu Yuan killed with another blood light, and a blood claw went straight to Xia Ziyu.

But when the blood claw approached Xia Ziyu's three zhang, it was like entering a quagmire, it was difficult to enter, and the black wall was full of sluggishness, and his eyes were terrified.

Domain

Wu Yuan was shocked.

Even Qin Jian and the others all had shocked expressions on their faces, the domain is the sign of a saint, and it is indispensable to the Tao. And now Xia Ziyu doesn't know what cultivation is for them, but domain, they know.

Qin Jian, Qin Ming, Qin Yong and the others glanced at each other, relieved, there was a demon in his Qin clan.

"Are you a saint?" asked Wu Yuan, looking at Xia Ziyu with a stunned gaze.

The Heavenly Race and the Imperial Palace Family also looked at Xia Ziyu in the void, waiting for his response.

"Saint, no! I'm not yet!" Xia Ziyu shook his head.

"But, I took you two tricks, now it's my turn, I hope you can catch it"

Xia Ziyu's eyes moved slightly, and her essence flickered.

In his right hand, the Dao diagram condensed out, and the Youlong glazed sword fell in his hand, looking up at the black wall, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Reverse Slash Void" was a bland sword, without the earth-shattering power of the previous cast, but the void where the purple gold sword light passed was cut apart.

Wu Yuan was horrified in his heart, looking at the bland sword, but it made him feel the threat, as if a wild beast was rushing towards him.

The blood surging all over his body, the power of the Dao Dynasty rioted, and the Holy Light Armor of the Holy Clan of the Holy Clan of the Saint Martial Clan instantly burst out, and the pair of evil god claws also emerged.

"Drink"!

Wuyuan's claws moved together, and the power was shocking, and the two sharp claws crossed and slashed out, attacking the sword that came from the reverse split.

Rumble!

Two distinct attacks collided together, but the energy that burst out was immense, exploding.

The energy was scattered, and everyone was shocked.

Wu Yuan's eyes were slightly gloomy, and he snorted and took ten steps back.

And Xia Ziyu relied on Dading to resist the impact of the explosion, and he stopped his body after retreating five steps.

The two sides also have a Dao domain as a buffer, although Xia Ziyu has a big ding, which seems to have the upper hand, but in fact, the two sides are comparable.

However, what shocked Qin Jian and the others even more was that Xia Ziyu had already touched the domain, and his strength could draw with Wuyuan.

How many people can fight the saints within a thousand years? It is not easy to realize the Tao, such as the old man, such as Miyazawa, such as Qin Ming, they are all the top Tianjiao of the younger generation in the previous clan, and they have not been able to realize the Tao and realize the meaning of the domain for thousands of years, and they are all countless years after a thousand years to realize the domain and set foot in the realm of the martial emperor saint.

On the other hand, Xia Ziyu is only how old he is now, he has only been ten years old, and he doesn't know the realm, but he has already realized the domain, and what shocked them even more was that Xia Ziyu's domain contained countless Taoist meanings.

"Come again," Xia Ziyu shouted again.

The figure jumped out, slashed in the air, and a sword light several zhang long slashed out again.

Wu Yuan's figure dodged and came straight towards Xia Ziyu, countless blood claws slashed and killed, Xia Ziyu made a move with his left hand, Da Ding instantly turned into a streamer and fell into his hand, and the Dao diagram on his left palm appeared, shooting Da Ding out and hitting the countless blood claws that slashed and killed.

In an instant, the countless bloody claws were shattered.

But at this moment, Wu Yuan's figure had arrived, and the blood claw of his right hand came straight towards Xia Ziyu's neck, Xia Ziyu was slightly shocked in his heart, and the dragon glass sword in his right hand flipped and resisted in front of him.

Sonorous!

Jin Ge handover.

Xia Ziyu's body exploded, his left hand clenched into a fist, Daotu appeared on top of his fist, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, close, is he really here?

Rumble!

Xia Ziyu smashed in front of Wu Yuan with a punch, and the light armor that appeared on the Holy Light Armor was shattered in an instant, Wu Yuan reacted, his heart was terrified, and he was about to retreat immediately, but he couldn't retreat.

Xia Ziyu's fist had already bombarded his chest, and Wu Yuan felt that a divine mountain was bombarding his body, which was incomparable, and Wu Yuan's body was blasted out in an instant.

Click!

The sound of bone cracking sounded.

The corner of Wuyuan's mouth was bleeding, his eyes looked at Xia Ziyu gloomily, his face was extremely hideous, and he was already shocked in his heart, but he was unwilling, the blood-red god rose to the sky, he didn't expect to be injured by a little ghost today.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, he was also the evil general of the evil god clan, but he didn't expect that after hundreds of millions of years, the first stop after the resurrection was injured by the young master of the mortal enemy clan, and his heart was angry, ashamed, and ashamed.

The people watching the battle were also shocked in their eyes, from beginning to end, Xia Ziyu was every step of the way, and it seemed that Wu Yuan would find an opportunity to get close, and what Wu Yuan didn't know was that Xia Ziyu's body was also powerful.

Everyone looked at Xia Ziyu in disbelief, even though he was a god who had lost hundreds of millions of years, but he was always the saint of the evil god clan, the great sage of the year!

Terrible!

Many people in the two clans had such a feeling, and the people of the Qin clan were even more brilliant in their eyes, looking at Xia Ziyu like a treasure.

"Enough" The old man got up and shouted, his eyes returned to calm, even though Xia Ziyu was amazed, but that Wuyuan was the evil god general of the evil god clan back then, there was nothing to do for the time being, their planning had just begun.

"How about a draw in this battle?" the old man looked at Qin Jian and said.

"Tie, old horseman, I don't agree, today, he, he will die" Xia Ziyu burst into tears, and the dragon glass sword in his hand pointed directly at the black wall, and his eyes were cold.

Although he didn't see the battle between the Qin clan and the evil god clan back then, but in the battle of Kaiyuan City, how many of the Terrans who were killed by the evil god clan and turned into puppets in the army of the evil god clan!

The Evil Gods slaughtered the other Terrans and devoured the food they had made.

And today, the human race actually wants to save the evil god clan from his hands, impossible, he, not allowed!

"Presumptuous!" Yuan Hao shouted angrily

"You're presumptuous!" Xia Ziyu turned his head to look at him and responded.

"The elder of my clan is asking you the patriarch of the Qin clan, what qualifications do you have to interject, don't you think that you are a young master of the Qin clan, but you can make decisions for your patriarch" The corners of Yuan Hao's mouth raised slightly.

"What you said is right, from today onwards, his order is the order of my Qin clan" Qin Jian looked in the direction of the Heavenly Human Clan.

When the people of both races heard this, their eyes shook slightly.

What does the Qin clan mean, what does Qin Jian mean?

A young master can dominate the Qin clan?

"Haha! You want to kill me, junior, you, can you? Even back then, Qin Jian failed to kill me under the sword, and now, are you too arrogant?" Wu Yuan laughed, as if he had heard a very funny joke.

"Saint, evil gods, I want to see today, can my sword be buried?"

Xia Ziyu said lightly, his voice was slow, but he ......

Thunder!

Arrogant!

Proud!

"Can you bury you?"

His indifferent gaze looked directly at the black wall, and the long sword pointed directly, stepping into the void, and the void under his feet was like glass, shattering piece by piece.

"Who do you want to bury?"

A hoarse, dismissive voice came from above the void.

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How many joys and sorrows are there in the world, not the same.

But at that moment, Xia Ziyu seemed to have found some answers.

The direction of the future is still the direction of the past.

The epitome of this long time.

What can be proved?