Hearing the words Sacred Trace, He Jiangxiu frowned.

Among the eight scriptures, the Demon Emperor of the Purple Demon Emperor immediately said: "Master, that Sacred Trace is the Divine Trace of the Huangfu Family! Every elite disciple of the Huangfu Family must cultivate the Divine Trace. If you can get it, you will benefit immensely. ”

"Oh?" He Jiangxiu couldn't help but flash a flash of joy in his eyes when he heard the words of the Demon Emperor.

"Since you want to seize my immortal weapon, then, I will come to seize your Heavenly Dao Trace. This is called one report and one report!" He Jiangxiu said with a sneer, a strange smile raised at the corner of his mouth.

Huang Fuqi, who was sitting on the ground, also noticed He Jiangxiu's faint smile, and asked coldly, "What do you want to do!"

"Very good!" He Jiangxiu nodded and said, "I know, the people of your Huangfu family all cultivate the Sacred Trace, then, hand over your Sacred Trace!"

"What! you want my Sacred Trace!" asked the Emperor in horror.

He Jiangxiu walked towards Huang Fuqi step by step and asked, "Why, can't you?"

Huang Fuqi said: "The Divine Mark is the foundation of my physical body, if it is given to you, I will become a mortal, in that case, you might as well kill me!"

"Very well, then I'll kill you. After that, the Divine Trace will be stripped from your body!" He Jiangxiu said with a gloomy smile, as if he had really incarnated into a god of death, and he was going to take Huang Fuqi's life step by step.

"No!" Huang Fuqi shouted, and actually stood up from the ground.

Huang Fuqi was forced to a desperate situation by He Jiangxiu.

The so-called dog is in a hurry and has to jump off the wall, Huang Fuqi, as a master of the True Heaven Realm, cannot have the last means to save his life.

The reason why he told Huangfu Song's secret was because he didn't want to launch the last move. Because, once the last move is launched, its own vitality will be greatly damaged, and it will become impossible to advance to the Fatian realm.

But now, his life is about to be lost, and Huang Fuqi can't take care of it much.

"I'm fighting with you!" Huang Fu Qi shouted, "You want the Sacred Trace, then good, then you can take a look, the Sacred Mark of my Huangfu family!"

Rumble!

Huang Fuqi said, and a golden chain of brilliance appeared above his head. This golden chain is extraordinarily large and thick, like a divine dragon, dormant among the clouds and mist.

This trace of the Heavenly Dao is even more magnificent, noble, and different than He Jiangxiu's Trace of Heaven.

The Puro Demon Emperor in the Eight Sutras immediately said: "Master, this Divine Trace is completely different from other Heavenly Dao Traces, this Heavenly Dao Trace comes from a supreme immortal method - Divine Immortal Law!"

"Divine Immortal Method?" He Jiangxiu repeated in his heart, took a step forward, summoned the Sun and Moon Sword, and stabbed out suddenly.

The Excalibur flew and went straight to Huang Fuqi's chest.

"Sacred traces!" Huang Fuqi shouted, his eyes seemed to burn with endless anger, and with a wave of his big hand, the traces of the Heavenly Dao above his head flew to the center of the sky.

Buzz!

Countless golden rays of light were scattered on the sacred traces, like the afterglow of the setting sun, sprinkled on He Jiangxiu's body.

Suddenly, He Jiangxiu had a sense of sacredness and invincibility. However, He Jiangxiu knew that this feeling was extremely dangerous.

He Jiangxiu shook his head, emptied all the distracting thoughts that appeared in his mind, shook his body, and roared wildly.

This sound, like thunder, was more like the roar of a tiger, shaking the mountains and forests, and the entire heavens and worlds were shattered.

"Don't struggle. You're just trying in vain. He Jiangxiu said leisurely, and in the corner of his eye, he saw that the real person of the mixed hole and Huangfu Song were fighting together, and the battle had entered a white-hot state, and he knew that he was going to speed up his pace.

"Die!"

He Jiangxiu shouted, grabbed the Sun and Moon Sword with both hands, and performed the Jiuhua Killing and Robbery Sword Technique, shattering all the vanity in front of him.

Boom Boom!

The sword qi erupted, sweeping through the air. The mighty ripples of sword qi spread from He Jiangxiu's back, covering the entire sky like water flooding the golden mountain.

Even the Divine Marks inspired by Huang Fuqi were covered by the boundless sea of sword qi.

"Traces of Heaven!"

In order to suppress the Sacred Trace of Huang Fuqi, He Jiangxiu did not hesitate to inspire the Trace of Heaven.

Originally, this trace of heaven was a secret to He Jiangxiu, and it was impossible to show it unless it was absolutely necessary.

Immediately, the two Heavenly Dao Traces met in the void, like two huge fireballs, colliding in the sky, bursting out with the energy of destroying heaven and earth.

The entire Ten Thousand Demon Continent trembled and fished up because of this.

In the depths of the Ten Thousand Demon Continent, some demon beasts that had been hiding and sleeping for many years were awakened by this violent energy and began to exude a strong aura.

These demon beasts, sensing the presence of the Terran monks, let out a low roar.

After that, many demon beasts began to move, like the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Demon Continent converging.

He Jiangxiu didn't know what a big change he had caused inadvertently.

At this time, in He Jiangxiu's eyes, there was only one target for Huang Fuqi.

"Divine Trace, a very powerful Heavenly Dao Trace, it's mine!" He Jiangxiu said in a loud voice, urging the Feather Transformation to Chongxiao Sutra, and a pair of white wings grew behind him.

The pair of wings flapped, and He Jiangxiu's figure flew high into the air.

Now, He Jiangxiu is becoming more and more familiar with the operation of the Feather Chongxiao Sutra. With a single mind, you can cross hundreds or even thousands of steps.

For the masters of the Void Heaven Realm, the distance of one step is not a small step taken by a mortal, but represents a distance of tens of miles, or even tens of thousands of miles.

Some powerful beings, taking a step, is crossing dozens of star fields.

According to legend, there is also a master of the Heavenly Realm, a somersault, which is one hundred and eight thousand star fields.

A Heavenly Corpse Star Domain is vast and boundless. At He Jiangxiu's speed, flying for three months may be able to fly to the end.

And how vast are the 108,000 star fields?

Now, He Jiangxiu's body technique is exquisite, but compared to those peerless powerhouses, it is still much worse.

In an instant, He Jiangxiu fell into the air, and the Broken Eye opened, locking on the Divine Trace.

"Come!" He Jiangxiu shouted, grabbed it with his big hand, and released the power of thirty dragons.

Thirty Heavenly Dragon Phantoms suddenly exploded behind He Jiangxiu's back, boiling out, and fell to the left and right of the Divine Trace, as if they were combined into a huge cage, trapping the Divine Trace inside.

"He Jiangxiu, what do you want to do!" Huang Fuqi roared angrily when he saw this.

In fact, Huang Fuqi already knew what He Jiangxiu was going to do.

He Jiangxiu smiled slightly, ignored Huang Fuqi's questioning, and reached out a sharp claw and slapped it on the sacred trace.

Rumble!

The Holy Mark was struck by the power of the thirty dragons, and immediately trembled. And Huang Fuqi, who was not far away, also seemed to have received some kind of strong impact, spit out a mouthful of blood arrows, and then flew upside down.

The Sacred Trace is the origin of Huang Fuqi. It's like a demon pill for demon beasts.

Without the Demon Pill, the demon beast may be able to survive, but it will become extremely weak, and even ordinary beasts will not be able to deal with it.

At this time, He Jiangxiu opened his big hand and held the Sacred Mark tightly in his hand. For Huang Fuqi, it was a demon beast, and its demon pill was obtained by the monk.

"He Jiangxiu, you are looking for death!" Huang Fuqi shouted, "Very good! Since you are so ruthless, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Haha!" He Jiangxiu said with a sarcastic smile: "I'm ruthless? It was your Huangfu family who first attacked me! I want to seize my immortal weapon, and now, I will take away the traces of your family's Heavenly Dao, and I can't complain about others." ”

"Wow!"

The sacred trace was pinched in He Jiangxiu's hand, and Huang Fuqi was completely crazy, screaming again and again.

"Blast me, up!"

Huang Fuqi shouted, his slender hair fluttering, and he looked frustrated.

"Since this is the case, then I would rather break the jade than be broken today! The most important thing in my Huangfu family is the Sacred Trace, which can never be obtained by outsiders!"

Huang Fuqi burst out, and then, He Jiangxiu felt that the traces of the Heavenly Dao in his hands had appeared one after another, and he was about to explode.

"Want to blow up the traces of the Heavenly Dao?" He Jiangxiu asked rhetorically, "It's useless! The Eight Sutras, the Traces of Heaven, the Eternal Immortal Ding, and the Hongmeng Divine Map, suppress me!"

With a wave of He Jiangxiu's big hand, all the magic weapons flew up and suppressed them one by one on the sacred trace.

Suddenly, Huang Fuqi felt that there was no connection between him and the Divine Trace.

This sacred trace is no longer Huangfuqi's.

"Poof!" Huang Fuqi spat out a mouthful of blood, his body softened, and he fell to the ground again.

This time, Huang Fuqi never stood up again.

As He Jiangxiu suppressed the Sacred Trace to the deepest part of the Eternal Immortal Ding, Huangfu Qi spat out several mouthfuls of blood in a row and died of anger!

A soul flew out of Huang Fuqi's body. But in a short time, the soul was disillusioned in the chaotic energy.

"You!you!you!"

At this time, Huang Fu Song, who was fighting with the real people in the mixed cave, saw Huang Fu Qi falling, retreated, and pointed at He Jiangxiu and roared angrily.

It can be said that Huangfu Qi is the hope of the Huangfu family. If nothing else, Huang Fu Qi will be the next head of the Huang Fu family.

In order to cultivate Huangfu Qi, the Huangfu family does not know how many resources have been consumed. And now, Huang Fuqi was actually killed by He Jiangxiu.

This is equivalent to the fact that all the cultivation resources that the Huangfu family had paid before had been wasted.

This is something that the Huangfu family cannot tolerate.

"Okay, good!" Huangfu Song said three good words in a row, his face was already gloomy to the extreme, cold and cold, without any emotion.

Huangfu Song's entire face was distorted together at this time.

He Jiangxiu knew that those three good words were not praising himself, but Huangfu Song was venting his anger.

"Sacred Marks!"

Huangfu Song roared wildly, his hands were stretched out, and a peerless trace of the Heavenly Dao appeared in the sky.

This Divine Trace was obviously dozens or hundreds of times more powerful than the Divine Trace inspired by Huang Fuqi.