Beastmaster of the Ages

Yan could no longer tolerate it. This was an extremely rude provocation. It was the same last time. The key was that he lost last time.

The fire in my heart has never burned to this level in my life.

boom--

The blood thorn of heaven and the divine sun of blood hell!

Thousands of blood thorns shot out from his body and revolved around him. The Divine Yang of Blood Hell spread out and instantly swept through the entire Burning Blood Colosseum, forging it into his own bloody hell.

After coming forward, he used his magical power and Shenyang again, and the power was much greater than the last time. Surrounded by the blood thorns of heaven and blessed by the Blood Hell Shenyang, the body at this moment, which was not burly, was as fierce as a beast in the starry sky. The eyes and the body that can make a piercing sound when rubbed lightly are extremely dangerous.

Whoosh!

The Burning Blood Colosseum is not big, so he killed Li Tianming in an instant.

Tear!

The sound of breaking through the air was particularly harsh.

Everyone held their breath.

How would he respond to this situation?

In the midst of countless sights, facing such a violent threat, Li Tianming remained calm.

Carbide fire!

Ding!

A transparent, sharp sword appeared in his hand.

He pierced through with his sword and met Yan's fist again.

when! !

A harsh sound erupted.

Li Tianming was thrown out and hit the inner wall of the Burning Blood Colosseum, but the way he fell was very graceful.

"Well?"

Although Yan stayed still, he frowned. When he raised his hand, he saw a bloody hole pierced in his fist.

I remember the last time, he almost broke the Donghuang Sword with one punch!

But now in their first confrontation, he was injured and bleeding. If he hadn't come forward, he would have been injured.

The fist is repaired, but the pain is still there!

Yao gritted his teeth, and the anger in his eyes became even stronger. The eyes exactly like Li Tianming stared at him, gritted his teeth and said, "You have a ninth-level divine weapon of order?"

"Yes, my family has a strong foundation. If you brought my sword in last time, what would you do to me?"

Li Tianming shook the Divine Sin Sword. The transparent sword was glowing with sword light, and green blood emerged from the inside of the sword. It looked extremely sinister. At this moment, Yan realized that although his fist was being repaired, the fist was still intact. The blood vessels inside his body also turned green, which made him feel a cold pain in his body, which even spread towards the inside of his body. What's even more frightening is that this kind of pain cannot be repaired!

"Ninth level!"

Yao became even more resentful.

He didn't even get the ninth-level magic weapon.

Li Tianming of Zi Yao Star, why?

Little did he know that the person who was most shocked was not him, but everyone in Zi Yao Star!

"The Sword of Divine Sin——!!"

After Li Tianming returned, the loudest screams gathered together, almost piercing the Huantian Realm.

Especially the practitioners of Zixiao Imperial Palace!

Li Tianming once challenged the Divine Sin Sword, but nothing happened and people thought he failed.

He never expected that he would give such a huge surprise at this time.

"That is the ninth-level divine sword of order that no Zixiao Imperial Palace has ever been able to conquer!"

"Only a true born king can conquer the Divine Sin Sword!"

"I told you earlier, he is the eternal miracle of our Purple Obsidian Star..."

As expected, such a result would only make Li Tianming's line of sentient beings on Purple Obsidian soar. He wanted to show it in public at this time, and this was the result he wanted.

Of course, winning Yanan openly is the return of a perfect king!

This made him, who was originally calm, feel burning inside.

"Then stop playing and just try the power!"

To deal with these ghosts and gods, Li Tianming did not let Yinghuo and the others come out. He summoned the Nine Era Divine Swords on the spot and used the First Consciousness Divine Dao Tribulation Ten Thousand Swords Divine Mind!

The Divine Mind of Ten Thousand Swords is certainly more powerful than the Heavenly Dao Blood Thorn beside you!

Ding ding ding!

Thousands of swords roared.

Buzz!

The Frozen Glass Tree, the Blood-Weeping Sword Heart, and the Angry Sky Silkworm...the three eighth-level divine disaster sword energies surged toward the Divine Sin Sword. For a moment, the Yin River Divine Sin was fully activated, and the three divine disaster sword energies of frost, blood, and flame merged. Yinhe Divine Sin is more than one level more powerful than the original combination of Donghuang Sword and Frozen Glazed Tree.

"The faceless ghost is so strong?!"

Surrounded by thousands of swords, Li Tianming's long hair was flying. The storm of sword energy forged him into a peerless sword body. Dragon-shaped sword energy surrounded the sword body. The blood-dropping sword energy of the Weeping Sword Heart, the angry sword energy of the Angry Sky Silkworm. , all beating on the Divine Sin Sword.

"kill--!"

With a low roar, he released the skilled sword moves in his hand.

Fusion of six swords!

The most terrifying thing among them is the Yin River Divine Sin. Li Tianming's sword body is just a bonus, and other people's swords are integrated, and thousands of swords are swept around him, like a wave breaking out, rushing towards the red jade!

Roar!

Red Jade Nuan let out a roar, the Blood Hell Divine Yang shone, and the blood thorns of the Heavenly Dao around him condensed into a long spear, piercing towards Li Tian.

His speed was terrifying, and the bloody light disappeared in a flash, killing him directly in front of Li Tianming.

call!

Li Tianming's eyes were cold.

The power of the divine sin swords gathered together, combined with the divine thoughts of ten thousand swords, exploded!

boom!

Yan never expected that the power of his move would be stronger than his second consciousness of the divine tribulation.

But during this period, Yan made no progress.

This is overwhelming!

Tear-! !

The Yin River Divine Sin and the phaseless ice crystal, the phantom invisible but Yin Xie unparalleled sword turned into a sharp peak, and directly hit and strangled the Heavenly Blood Thorn. The Blood Hell Divine Yang, which was torn apart by ten thousand swords and divine thoughts, impacted like a storm of sword energy. On the body.

Puff puff!

Thousands of swords pierce the heart!

"Well?"

Yan panicked for a moment, and a figure flashed before his eyes. The white-haired boy had a cold contempt on his face, and the sharp divine sin sword in his hand instantly pierced his steel face!

Buzz!

The boil exploded on the spot.

Disappear!

This time he died more simply than last time.

Bang bang bang!

The Heavenly Blood Thorn and the Blood Hell Divine Yang all collapsed and dissipated, leaving only Li Tianming in the entire Burning Blood Colosseum.

He raised the Divine Sin Sword horizontally and blew away the blood on it, with a calm expression on his face, as if he had just experienced a battle like this.

"Is this the level of the Celestial Team? It's not challenging at all."

The seemingly muttered complaints and disdainful attitude pierced the hearts of the three faceless ghosts and gods of the Three Stars of Heaven in an instant.

Of course, it also ignited the fire of faith in Zi Yaoxing.

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Chapter 8!

Birthday today.

Twenty-nine.

I recall that after finishing the college entrance examination at the age of 19, I joined the online literary army and wrote my first book "Xuan Emperor".

It feels like ten years have passed in just a blink of an eye.

In ten years, more than 30 million words were written.

On average, I write almost 10,000 words a day.

This data is quite scary when you think about it.

The most difficult thing in the world is not to break out, but to persist.

Thank you readers for your unwavering companionship over the past ten years.

There will always be a day when people are exhausted, so I read and study while writing, so that my exhaustion will come later.

I hope that through learning and supplementing, I can write for another ten years!

If you are honored, I also hope to be with you for another ten years. The madman who continues to innovate and absorb will definitely not disappoint you.

come on!

Having said so much, it boils down to just four words——

Please vote for recommendation!

It’s a new week, and the recommendation votes have been refreshed. I’m working overtime on the madman’s birthday to code words. If you don’t vote, who will vote for me!

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