I felt that An Lingxi's originally dead qi machine had a tendency to recover, but Ying Yi didn't mean to take action immediately.

Today's An Lingxi is not a threat to him at all, but An Lingxi was burned with essence and blood all over his body, and Ying Yi couldn't think of how he should recover from such an injury.

"Could it be that he still has a second True Dragon Yuan Dan?"

Thinking of his own experience, Ying Yi frowned slightly and muttered.

However, Ying Yi soon overturned his guess, because An Lingxi's body did not have Long Yuan's aura fluctuations, but instead exuded a strong fiery aura.

Originally, An Lingxi's body that was burned by the Xuanyin Blood Flame was like a Dan furnace that extinguished the fire, but now it was like being re-raised, and An Lingxi's body once again revealed a hot breath, and the more it burned, the stronger it was than before.

Under An Lingxi's dry skin, it was like a layer of streamer surging, and the fiery red streamer gushed out from his dantian, flowing through the dried blood vessels and branches everywhere;

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the originally rough skin became radiant again, and even glowed with a faint red light.

Looking at An Lingxi's transformation, Ying Yi couldn't help but interrupt him, but he faintly felt an extremely powerful aura locking him, and this aura was not even weaker than Jian Yiyi.

Ying Yi faintly felt that as long as he dared to interrupt An Lingxi's current transformation, he would usher in the other party's stormy attack.

Glancing around, Ying Yi didn't find any trace of that person, and couldn't help but be a little jealous, quietly attaching a layer of Taiyin Gang Qi on the surface of his body, as if he still didn't feel safe, and hid a wisp of Xuanyin Blood Flame outside the Taiyin Gang Qi.

"Huhuhu......"

An Lingxi's breathing became rapid, like a wind drum, the whirring wheezing sound became louder and louder, and with each exhalation, a pale black blood breath came out of his mouth.

Between the inhales, countless pure heaven and earth vitality was inhaled into the lungs, mixed with hot and dry qi, turning into a strange power circulating in An Ling's body.

His eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, and Ying Yi didn't know what was going on on An Lingxi, and he wanted to come forward to investigate, but the killing machine hidden in the shadows was like a cold poisonous snake, so that Ying Yi didn't dare to act rashly.

"Huh!"

An Lingxi opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils were completely golden, with vigorous white hair and golden eyes, the whole person was like a glacier for ten thousand years, no breath leaked out, and the Dao Fire Jade streamer was hidden under the skin of his face, surging like a fire snake.

Ying Yi's face was solemn, he didn't feel the slightest popularity from An Lingxi, and he couldn't even feel the vitality at all, like a stone.

The corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously, Ying Yi felt a little depressed, such a strange thing had never been encountered, and he always felt as if something bad was about to happen.

"The silence of the burning sky, the fire of the dynasty!"

The majestic voice like a god came out of An Lingxi's mouth, with infinite domineering momentum, rumbling and exploding like a mighty thunder, and like the sound of a bell and a ding.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly became cloudy, accompanied by a rolling pillar of wind, the clouds were red, the wind was red, and the sky turned red, and even the raindrops, which had been hazy, seemed to turn red.

The rain was very subtle, and even a little invisible, but Yingyi could clearly feel that the rain that fell was already warm, like ice water being heated.

An Lingxi raised his head lightly, as if with this action, the clouds in the sky suddenly became more translucent, and the blood-stained clouds cast a shadow on the hearts of the young cultivators on the scene, and the unknown always needs to be awe-inspired.

"Boom!"

The wind and clouds are whirling, and the showers are beginning to stop!

Without the slightest warning, the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, leaving only a blood-colored tornado circling around An Lingxi's body, as if a real blood dragon, the blood tornado poured straight into the top of An Lingxi's head, and at the same time, an inexplicable breath emanated from An Lingxi's body.

Everyone felt as if their hearts were pressing on a boulder, and their breathing became dull and rapid, as if the original living space had been squeezed countless times, and the air had become missing countless times.

Yu Duchen and Zuo Qingwu were all sideways, their suppressed breathing was not very smooth, the surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned, and the heaven and earth vitality that was originally like flowing water seemed to be drained in an instant, and became extremely thin.

Jian Yixi on the side stared at An Lingxi, and the light in his eyes kept changing, as if he was thinking about something.

"The Four Realms of Truth!"

His pupils shrank, a hint of shock flashed, and Ying Yi muttered in his heart.

The current situation is exactly the same as the original Yu Dusk Chen, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of an area has been drained in a single thought, and it is even more than a few points stronger than Yu Dusk Chen, which is definitely beyond the power of the Rong Yuan Realm, and even the cultivators of the True Observation Realm may not have such a strong means.

"How is that possible!"

Someone exclaimed that An Lingxi was so seriously injured that he did not die immediately, but directly broke through the True Meditation Realm, which had a great impact on many people's cultivation thoughts.

The Four Realms True Realm is divided into a watershed for cultivators, not only because the Four Realms cultivators are far stronger than the Three Realms cultivators, but more importantly, because the Four Realms cultivators have already cultivated the power of divine thoughts.

However, if you want to transform your spiritual power into a divine thought, you don't know how many difficulties you have to go through, and you can condense your spiritual power as pure as Haoyang, so that you can have the opportunity to turn into a divine thought;

But now An Lingxi suddenly gave birth to a divine thought, and without the slightest hindrance, he was able to mobilize such a huge amount of heaven and earth vitality, which was simply impossible to complete, and Yu Duchen did not have such momentum when he broke through the True View Realm at the beginning.

The golden light in his eyes disappeared, and An Lingxi's hand suddenly condensed an extremely simple long sword, the sword body was as red as blood, and a demonic aura that burned the world and earth penetrated from the sword body, and the moisture in the original air was instantly evaporated, becoming extremely dry.

With a wave of his hand, a fiery sword qi dragged a tail, shooting towards Ying Yi like a comet falling.

Feeling the huge power contained in the sword qi, Ying Yi didn't dare to be careless at all, and Xuan Yijing grabbed the fire sword qi with endless cold qi.

"Click!"

The sound of the ice cracking came from the palm of Ying Yi's hand, followed by countless cracks in Ying Yi's palm, and red blood beads oozed out from the cracks, and then they were incinerated by the fire sword qi into hot gas and dissipated without a trace.

A trace of hideousness flashed on his face, and he didn't care about the crack in his palm, and hundreds of crystal blood beads were thrown out of his palm, turning into a blood-colored handprint and shooting straight towards An Lingxi.

Xuanyi Jing's hand could not resist An Lingxi's fiery sword qi, so Yingyi used his own essence and blood as a guide to compress Xuanyin's blood flame into a nearly real blood-colored handprint, hoping that it might be possible to compete with An Lingxi's fiery power.

With the most yin and cold Xuanyin blood flame, like a maple leaf, towards An Lingxi, there is no earth-shaking momentum, there is no vision of the rivers rolling upside down, and there is no blessing of the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, some are just indomitable beliefs.

An Lingxi's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and then with a slight wave of his right hand, a two-zhang long fire jade palm appeared in the sky above the blood-colored handprint without warning, and the fire jade palm clenched into a fist, wrapping the blood-colored handprint in the palm of his hand.

The blood-colored handprint, which was originally as imposing as a rainbow, suddenly stopped, and turned into a cloud of blood mist without the slightest resistance, and as the fire jade palm spread out, there was nothing left.

Quietly swallowing the blood between his lips, Ying Yi no longer continued to shoot, but his mind was always hooked with the power of the ancient demons in the Taiyin Star Core, if An Lingxi continued to shoot, he was bound to trigger this wisp of ancient demon power, even if he was crushed, he would not hesitate.

Suddenly, Yingyi's body relaxed for a while, only to feel that the pressure on his body disappeared, and he looked up at An Lingxi, his eyes turned a few times, as if he was thinking about something.

"Who the hell are you?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Ying Yi's eyes, staring at An Lingxi and asking, others don't know, but Ying Yi can clearly feel that the qi that originally belonged to An Lingxi has completely disappeared, and the person in front of him is not the An Lingxi just now.

"Now my name is An Lingxi, but someone once called me Gu Burning Silence!"

An Lingxi's voice was like an astringent autumn wind, and the whole person became extremely lonely at that moment, even if he was an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, there was no trace of the passage of time on An Lingxi's body.

Ying Yi didn't understand An Lingxi's words, but the Yiyi sword in Jian Yixi's hand suddenly broke out of his control, turning into an extremely black sword light and slashing towards An Lingxi, followed by Yiyi's sword body, which was as white as snow.

An Lingxi's fiery red sword shadow also flashed, and the simple long sword swept away all the brilliance, and slashed straight towards the sword overnight.

"Boom!"

A piercing roar sounded, and then countless fierce heaven and earth vitality were born from the two swords, An Lingxi's face changed, and he took five steps backwards, leaving dozens of cuts on his clothes.

"One Night Sword!"

An Lingxi's eyes narrowed, staring at Yixi's sword for a while, and then towards the sword for a while, the light in his eyes became more and more translucent.

"You've chosen this path too, but is it really the right path?"

"Buzz ......"

The scabbard kept vibrating overnight, as if in response to An Lingxi's words, but it quickly fell silent again, without a sound.

Tightened the Yixi Sword in his hand, although Jian Yixi was very confused about the abnormality of the Yixi Sword, his face was still very calm, and he did not reveal any abnormality at all.

"You're good!"

An Lingxi turned around and said to Ying Yi, and then took a step, the figure was already dozens of feet away, like a candle flame flickering, and there was only one silhouette left in the flicker.

"The ancestor is overturned, the seven swords are mournful, the rebirth of the rebellious death, my lord is burned, the soul sword is divided into two, and the battle of the heavens is ...... again"

After An Lingxi's back disappeared, a few words of song were faintly heard, but the voice behind seemed to have dispersed with the wind, and it was no longer clear to hear.

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