The vast sword light finally dissipated, revealing the eight figures surrounded by black mist, only to see a trace of panic, confusion, and a little disbelief flashing in their lifeless eyes.

They almost always used their last strength, and couldn't help but lower their heads and glance at it, only to find that their bodies were already full of holes, the previous Ling Lie's sword qi had already broken all their meridians, and the vitality of the river Tuluo Shu flowing in their bodies was still constantly devouring the dead qi in their bodies.

Under the constantly flickering thunder light, as the layers of halos flowed, the black light on their bodies was almost visible to the naked eye, and it quickly dimmed.

At present, the eight cultivators of the other race, their originally ruthless and domineering faces, all looked so desperate at this moment.

Immediately after, I saw that there were blood marks, densely floating on the surface of the eight people's bodies, accompanied by a slight popping sound, the black mist on their bodies split apart with the beeping of their bodies.

The skull and limbs turned into pieces of flesh and blood, falling from the sky like quicksand with an open mouth, and fainting to the ground. The thunder trembled, and under the continuous washing of the torrential rain, their last traces of the world gradually dissipated.

The eight cultivators of the Divine Martial Realm were all killed by Li Xuan this time just under a single sword.

Looking at the sword-wielding figure in the air, Hammer's brain buzzed.

Although the aura of these eight alien cultivators was not stable before, each of them was a real Divine Martial Realm after all!

How incredible must this be? How strong is this strength to be able to kill the enemy with a sword? Even if it is a demon king in his heyday, I am afraid that he is not able to catch it, right?

However, Li Xuan did it.

Seeing the power of this sword, the eyes of all the surviving demon clans in the field almost fell, only to feel that their hearts were beating violently, and it took them a full five breaths to recover, and every reddened face was full of excitement.

As everyone knows, today's Li Xuan's spiritual power has already become one with Hetuluoshu.

If these eight cultivators were not of an alien race, Li Xuan would not have been able to kill them all lightly.

But at this moment, the Kun mantra was already broken, looking at the blood clots washed by the rain, his lips opened and closed a few times one after another, and he still couldn't say a complete sentence.

With his brain, he couldn't imagine why the Raining Rain Sword, which had fallen long ago in the divine grace, could be so fierce.

Isn't that Drifting Rain Sword only the cultivation of the Divine Realm?

With the blessing of death qi to defend the gods, the previous eight people could not have been defeated so quickly even in the hands of Hao Wujiang, but they actually looked so vulnerable under Li Xuan's sword.

At this moment, there was already a retreat in his heart, and Kun Mantra still found that Li Xuan's power over the Rainy Sky Scripture was no less than that of the few young masters of the Ye family.

But now, how did he escape?

If you forcibly extract the death qi of your companions in the field, although you can forcibly improve your cultivation realm, the consequence of doing so is that the cultivation of the Kun Mantra will not be able to take a step forward.

As a person at the top of the Heavenly Posture in the Protoss, he didn't want his cultivation realm to stagnate.

At this thought, Kunman's eyes flickered with anger, and he thought about it. After taking half a step back, he directly stretched out his trembling right hand and pinched the neck of the hammer beside him, and roared loudly:

"Drifting Rain Sword, the matter has come to this, you and I might as well take a step back, as long as you let me go, I will never embarrass the life of this demon clan again. ”

Li Xuan was dressed in a white robe fluttering, standing in the air with a sword, his whole body was blooming with holy white light, after hearing this, he just chuckled, the disdain in his eyes was not concealed at all, and said lightly to Kun Mantra:

"As I said before, if you are to be buried here, there will be no one less. ”

As soon as the words fell, looking at Li Xuan with a murderous look, Kun Xuan's whole body was a clever.

Thundered~

Just when Kun Mantra wanted to drag the hammer away, he suddenly found that in the sky above the field, a quaint picture scroll suddenly floated, blooming with divine brilliance, and the stripes fell, immediately covering Kun Man's figure, and at this moment, the space seemed to be distorted.

Immediately, Kun Mantra only felt that he was lightheaded, and a feeling of dizziness hit his mind overwhelmingly.

Immediately after, as if there was an invisible film, it enveloped Kun Mantra's body in an instant, and the scene in front of him also changed suddenly.

At this moment, Kun Fu looked up and found that there were already thousands of troops rushing in front of him, and the sound of killing and killing made his heart sink suddenly, and he looked down, but realized that the hostage he was holding in his right hand had long since disappeared.

Bad!

The next moment, Kun Mantra reacted, he must have been included in the formation diagram, or a super-level array diagram!

From the first moment the Eight Formations of the Lost God were released, Li Xuan used the power of teleportation to take the hammer over, and then just sneered, then waved his hand to withdraw the formation, and said lightly:

"Kun Mantra, if you are killed with a knife like this, it will be too cheap for your dog life for the Northwest Beast Forest. What else do you have, just use it. ”

In his eyes, killing the Kun Mantra was only in his own thoughts, and he didn't need the Eight Array Diagram at all, and he could just use the slightly stronger Kun Mantra to test his cultivation Dao results.

In addition, there is another reason, that is, the Ye family mentioned earlier by Kun Mantra has aroused the suspicion in Li Xuan's heart.

After hearing this, the figure of Kun Man, who had reappeared in the field, trembled, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, his eyes filled with a sincere surprise, and there was a fear that could not be concealed.

The eight companions who died earlier, even if they were replaced by Kun Mantra himself, although they could still win, they also had to pay a heavy price.

After losing the hostage on which he relied on, it was empty talk to want to leave easily under Li Xuan's nose.

As for the identity of the Drifting Rain Sword, Kun Mantra has denied it from the bottom of his heart.

The Rainy Sky Sutra is the foundation of the Ye family's pride in heaven and earth, not to mention, if there is no pure bloodline of the Ye family, there is no way to cultivate this exercise.

Hearing the constant roaring tremors coming from Li Xuan's body when he was exercising before, Kun Mantra took a deep breath, looked at the corpses of his companions in the field, a touch of viciousness appeared on his face, and after a long roar, he said fiercely:

"Even if you can't move forward today, you will definitely kill you, the young master of the Ye family!"

After hearing this, Li Xuan's heart was slightly shocked: Could it be that the death qi of the corpse of the same race would be detrimental to his own cultivation?

As soon as Kun Mantra's words fell, I saw dense black silk threads emerging from the countless corpses of different races in the field, constantly converging in the sky.

For a while, the yin wind roared, and the evil meaning of the darkness was suffocating.

Immediately afterward, wisps of black mist poured into Kunman's body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

Immediately, an extremely dark fluctuation soared from the body of the Kun Mantra without an upper limit. The turbulent waves of qi continued to stir, and the rising oppressive force made the body of the prince of the demon clan couldn't help but take two steps back.

Shenwu Middle Realm, Shenwu High Realm, Shenwu Peak......

Burst~

As if there was a crisp trilling sound of some shattering, Kun Mantra opened his mouth and roared angrily, and his binding bottleneck leading to the Earth Emperor realm was finally shattered.

Breaking through to the first level of the Earth Emperor's Kun Mantra, his eyes opened suddenly.

His eyebrows were dark, the mist was surging, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth seemed to be crazy and gathered towards Kun Mantra's side.

Although Kun Mantra was still standing there and had not yet taken any action, the supreme Earth Emperor cultivator aura emanating from his body had already made all the demon clans in the field tremble!

Many demons trembled in their hearts, and their backs were cold, and this kind of innate restraint of death for them made them feel powerless from the bottom of their hearts.

Feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power that erupted from Kun Mantra's body, the bloodstained Iron Hammer couldn't help but gasp, looking at Li Xuan, his face was worried.

He had already realized that the current Kun Curse, even the second brother Bai Ze King in his heyday, was going to be defeated.

At the moment, he can no longer intervene in this battle.

Feeling the surging fluctuations in his body, Kun Mantra stretched out his hand and shook it gently, and the huge spiritual power cultivation made Kun Mantra return to its arrogant and domineering appearance again, and his invincible face welled up with contempt, and said lightly to Li Xuan:

"Drifting Rain Sword Li Xuan, whether you are the young master of the Ye family or not, you who have the Hetu Luo Book, I will not allow you to live any longer. ”

When the huge amount of dead qi in the body of the same clan was forcibly extracted, countless streams of mixed spiritual power made the path of the Kun Mantra in the future have been cut off.

Therefore, for the Kun mantra that has been interrupted in the course of cultivation, the Hetu Luo Book is the only possible way.

With that, the cold eyes of Kun Mantra slowly raised his right hand, and immediately, a supreme evil will rushed up to the sky, turning into a continuous river of black blood, as if there were many resentful spirits struggling and roaring in the sea of blood, but they could not get out.

In a fit of rage, he used almost all his strength to strike this blow.

Thundered~

The sea of blood fell, and a terrifying energy continued to explode, and the fishy smell of the sky was permeated, and where it passed, it actually tore open a shallow spatial crack.

You must know that this sea of blood is the natal magic of the Kun curse, and in the past hundred years, there have been as many as 100,000 creatures who have died under this sea of blood, and the evil curse power of this is so that cultivators of the same level have no way to resist it.

Looking at Li Xuan, who was motionless on the other side, Kun Xuan's expression was extremely cruel.

This is also the second time that Li Xuan has seen a cultivator with his own eyes with his own strength, except for Yun Moshang, forcibly breaking through the spatial shackles.

The sea of blood was surging, like a giant dragon falling down from the sky, and this scene made everyone shudder!

Although the offensive did not arrive, many of the demon clans that were a little closer, many of them had blood marks on their skin, and they staggered backwards.

Just when Kun Xuan's face was full of pride, he found that Li Xuan, who had not moved from beginning to end, had a sneer on his face.

Not good!

Seeing Li Xuan's expression that was unexpected, Kun Xuan's heart subconsciously chuckled.

Li Xuan slowly raised his head, as if he hadn't paid attention to the sea of blood that was about to fall from the top of the air, and said in a cold voice:

"Kun Mantra, today I want to see if you can resist the legendary Nine Clouds Thunder Tribulation. ”