"Pull out a thousand mountains!"

The moment he came to Yizhu's side, the burly man raised his hands and slammed them down towards Yizhu.

"Sword sweeps the mountains!"

The other person also shot at the same time, killing Yizhu from another direction, and the sword qi was stronger than a wave, slashing towards Yizhu, as if Yizhu was shrouded in a sea of sword qi.

"Dying struggle. Yizhu snorted coldly, and it was another move to break the sky with black flames, and his face turned slightly pale when he performed this move.

The power of this move is incomparably great, but the loss of the sharp is also extremely great.

When the burly man saw Yizhu kill another person, a smile appeared on his face, and he was even ready to sacrifice another person to kill Yizhu.

As long as you can get the secret of Yizhu's body, no matter how many partners die, it is worth it.

Thinking of this, his speed increased in vain, and the bursting mace seemed to condense into a huge mountain in the void, pressing down towards Yizhu, and with the trend of the mace going down, the space below became solidified.

Feeling the blow of the burly man, Yizhu didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, he could clearly feel that the burly man's blow was integrated into the combination of will, at this moment, it was as if a mountain was as heavy as ten thousand pounds and fell towards him, if it was an ordinary distraction realm monk, it is estimated that the mace has not fallen yet, and he will not be able to stand up.

But now facing this blow is indeed Yizhu, although this blow is amazing, but it is a dream to hurt yourself with this bulky attack.

At this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Yizhu's mouth, as if the conspiracy had succeeded.

Suddenly, Yizhu dodged to the side, dodging the combined attack of the two, and at the same time, a blood-colored light flashed in his eyes.

"Shura kills the sea of blood!" Yizhu's pupils trembled, and a terrifying aura instantly enveloped the two of them.

The two are in their own spheres.

In just an instant, blood-black flames suddenly burned in the bodies of the two of them, constantly incinerating the bodies and minds of the two of them, this kind of pain, even if the cultivation reached the peak of the Tribulation Period, it might not be able to withstand it.

However, Yizhu had no intention of torturing them, and he continued to perform the strongest exercises, and Yizhu's body was a little unbearable.

The figure flashed, and with a wave of the sky, the heads of the burly man and the two men flew up, and then suddenly exploded, leaving nothing in the void, only a dead silence.

The peak powerhouses of the four major tribulation periods, and the powerhouses of the early stage of the three major tribulations, all died in the hands of Yizhu alone, plus the eighteen people before, Yizhu has killed as many as twenty-five powerhouses of different races.

However, Yizhu couldn't be happy at the moment, and he still recalled the familiar and unfamiliar faces of the Evil Extermination Team and the Thundercloud Team in his mind.

Twenty-five enemies were killed, fourteen were killed, and even if they were victorious, they were only miserable.

Yizhu also knew that if he wanted to completely drive the alien race out of the Purple Cloud Continent, it was absolutely impossible for the immortals.

In the future, we will only see more and more people die, some may be his friends, some may be his relatives and friends.

He secretly swore in his heart that he must become strong enough to try to avoid the current situation from happening again, and he could only watch as the Evil Extermination Team and the Thundercloud Team were destroyed.

At this moment, Yizhu's body was a little crumbling, and he tried his best to kill the seven strong people who had cultivated above the Tribulation Period, and the consumption of him was also extremely great.

Yizhu's figure slowly landed on a stone, holding a knife in one hand, staring coldly ahead, as if a hunter was looking for prey.

Although the Evil Extermination Team and the Thundercloud Squad were destroyed, he Yizhu was still alive, and as long as he was alive, he would definitely complete this task and not let the alien monks take half a step from this.

This is the guarantee that Yizhu made to the two team members in his heart, and now he has no ability to drive the alien race out of the Ziyun Continent, but there is still no problem in sticking to one front.

He exercised his will to life, slowly regaining his physical and spiritual strength, but his mind did not relax at all.

The pain of death made Yizhu understand a lot, and even he didn't know that his mind was quietly undergoing some kind of transformation.

The momentum on his body was slowly increasing, and after these few days of non-stop fighting, he could clearly feel that several wills in his body were getting stronger.

And it seems that a new artistic conception is slowly emerging.

And that power can only be exerted when he is holding the Heaven Killer.

"Could it be that this is the legendary sword intent?" Yizhu said puzzled.

"Forget it, let's recover our strength first. Thinking of this, Yizhu slowly closed his eyes.

Time slowly faded, Yizhu didn't know how long it took, and the spiritual power in his body had also recovered, and his mind was tense for a long time, which put him in a state of high tension.

Any wind and grass will pull his heartstrings.

Suddenly, Yizhu's eyes trembled slightly, and he suddenly slashed towards the sea of fog in front of him like a leopard about to kill his prey.

The sea of fog was instantly slashed open by Yizhu's sword, and there was a burst of explosion, blood exploded, and a terrible coercion surged from the sea of fog.

Yizhu only felt that his scalp was numb, and the muscles of his face were a little distorted by the impact of the vast pressure.

The momentum just now was powerful enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and the real number was extremely terrifying.

Yizhu did not hesitate to use the power of his whole body, killing the gods, and the blood rage turned on instantly, he did not dodge or retreat, and met the sky again with the slayer in his hand.

The tyrant's blade tore at the void, containing an incomparable sharp aura.

However, when Dao Gang touched the terrifying coercion, there was a bang, and Yizhu only felt as if he had been hit by a meteorite, his chest trembled, and his internal organs churned.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body flew upside down like a cannonball, without any resistance at all.

"Dacheng Realm powerhouse!"

Yizhu judged the strength of the other party for the first time, if it was just a monk of the Tribulation Period, he must not be allowed to have no power to fight back.

Now Yizhu's strength can only be described as metamorphosis, but in the face of this terrifying coercion, he doesn't even have the strength to resist, but the shock wave generated by the coercion, Yizhu can't resist it.

His body flew backwards for miles, smashing into the mountains and forests, splashing countless dusts and bursting into the void.

After a while, Yizhu stood up, his body staggered, and he was a little unsteady on his feet, and his gloomy eyes looked at the sky, where there was a middle-aged man in a blood robe.

The middle-aged man in the blood robe was carrying a bear on his back, mighty and powerful, and his body was full of violent bloody aura, looking at Xiao Fan like an ant.

"You're the one who killed the Seven Tribulation Period warriors of my tribe?" the blood-robed middle-aged man spoke, his tone cold and full of murderous intent.

Yizhu didn't know how this blood-robed middle-aged man knew that he had killed their seven masters, but the thoughts in his heart became clearer.

"You might be next. Yizhu said in a cold voice, even if he knew that the other party was a Dacheng Realm cultivator, he didn't have any fear.

If you escape, you will definitely not be able to escape.

And he would never run away, because he never thought about running away.

What about the Dacheng Realm cultivator, if he really dies, pulling a Dacheng Realm powerhouse of another race on his back, it will also be a good result.

"Insolent, ignorant!" the middle-aged man in the blood robe coldly spat out a few words, "Remember, the one who killed you, Bloodnightmare!"

"Bloodmare?"

Hearing this, Yizhu frowned, he was a little familiar with this name, but he didn't know where he had heard it, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

But before he could think about it, the Blood Nightmare appeared in front of him, and with a slight push of his palm, a huge blood-colored palm fell from the sky, overwhelming the peerless, and the void trembled violently, and it could explode at any time.

"Emir?" Seeing this exercise, Yizhu's pupils shrank slightly, and now he finally knew why he was familiar with the name.

Now I didn't expect this person to be able to perform this exercise, and the power is not known how many times more powerful than the power of the emir.

"Black Flame Breaks the Sky!"

Yizhu shouted, he could only use his most powerful blow to resist, killing the gods, the blood rage, and all the exercises that could enhance the strength of the whole body were fully opened, and even Lingyuan had mobilized hundreds of thousands of blessings on the Heaven Slayer, which was almost all his own strength.

Boom Boom!

The void exploded one after another, and the overwhelming blood palm opened the world, and the blood knife collided fiercely, fighting, even if hundreds of thousands of spirit yuan were blessed, it was obvious that Yizhu was still at a disadvantage at this moment.

The monks of the Dacheng Realm who have not been suppressed are really terrifying, extremely powerful, difficult to describe in words, I don't know how many times stronger than the monks of the half-step Dacheng Realm, how can it be compared to the current Yizhu?

Suddenly, Yizhu saw a flash of light pass by, rapidly dilating in Yizhu's pupils, and before Yizhu could react, a palm was inserted into his chest.

Yizhu only felt his breath suffocated, and an indescribable pain permeated his heart, and his brows tightened, but he quickly relaxed.

He slowly stretched out his palm, and there was a black spot of light that rotated counterclockwise above his index finger, and if you looked closely, it was a whirlpool.

The small black vortex exuded a devastating aura, and when the blood nightmare saw this, his heart was suddenly shocked, and he wanted to escape from this place for the first time.

However, Yizhu's other hand grabbed his shoulder, with a wicked smile on his face and a sense of death.

"Since my master has made a move, then you better stay. Although he didn't see Tu Tianshen appear, when he felt this familiar breath, Yizhu bared his teeth and smiled, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth, and the gap between his teeth was dyed bright red everywhere.

Even if his master doesn't make a move, Yizhu plans to incarnate Shura to completely destroy this person, this person is even more hateful than the emir, Yizhu can clearly feel the evil in his heart, and now the only thought in his mind is to kill the blood nightmare.

As the words fell, Yizhu hugged the blood nightmare beside him, and in an instant, the small black vortex quickly expanded, directly enveloping the blood nightmare.

What a Dacheng realm cultivator, what a top master, in front of the master, he didn't even have room to resist.

Before he could even scream, the blood tare dissipated completely.

"Silly boy, help you this time, it has cost me a lot of yuan power, and I will exert the power to cross the human world here, but I will be hit by the heavens, and your body can't bear such a strong force at all, now you are injured by a thousand enemies, and you have lost eight hundred, take your time to understand, don't say it, go to rest for the teacher, you can take care of your injuries." ”

The moment the breath of Tu Tianshen disappeared, Yizhu only felt that the space around him had collapsed, his bones were shattered, his flesh and blood were flying, and the whole person seemed to have collapsed, and he was no longer conscious.

In a dimly lit space, there were bubbling pools of blood everywhere, and in each pool of blood lay a figure lying quietly, as if asleep.

There is not much space here, but it is not far from the eye, there are ruins everywhere, there is a bloody aura in the void, and the strange thing is that the spiritual power here is extremely strong.

In the center of the dim space, there was a huge altar with a radius of several miles, if the God of Heaven Slaughter saw it, he would definitely recognize it, this altar was none other than the unique Blood Refining Altar of the Shura Clan.

Next to the altar, there is a blood-colored palace, the palace is simple and atmospheric, I don't know how many winds and frosts and years of baptism.

Around the palace, there were figures sitting one after another, their bodies already covered with a thick layer of dust, and they didn't know how long they had been sitting, like a statue.

If it weren't for the faint aura that emanated from them, perhaps no one would have thought they were still alive.

At this moment, several figures flashed, and instantly appeared at the gate of the palace, which were several old men wearing black battle armor, the blood and qi on their bodies were already very dry, but their might should not be underestimated.

"Lord Qiyu, when my subordinates are patrolling, there are outsiders invading!" the leader of the general said, his tone was a little solemn, and there was a hint of surprise.

In the dark palace, when this voice sounded, two sharp rays burst out from a corner, and the next moment, a ball of flames suddenly appeared in the palace, illuminating the surroundings very brightly.

Around the palace, there were also a number of monks sitting cross-legged, their eyes closed, and they fell into a deep state of concentration.

However, when the fire in the palace was lit, one after another figures suddenly opened their eyes, some were confused, some were eager, and some did not say anything, their eyes and expressions were different.

"Who broke in?" A voice came from the top of the first seat, and when I followed the sound, I saw a middle-aged man in blood-colored armor sitting cross-legged.

Its deep eyes exude a cold, thick sword eyebrows that are thousands of miles away, and an angular face reveals a domineering and resolute face.

Even if he sat there, the whole person exuded an unrivaled majesty, which was unsurpassable.

"The subordinates didn't know, the subordinates only caught a different kind of spiritual power fluctuations, but there was no trace. The voice of the general outside the palace continued to sound.

The blood-colored armor man twisted his eyebrows, a thick murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and he coldly spit out a word: "Find!"

"Yes, sir. The general nodded respectfully, and then disappeared with the others.