I Can See the Experience Value

Behind the fifteen-meter-tall glazed giant, a strange black figure exuding monstrous demonic flames gradually took shape.

The overwhelming evil spirit erupted like a raging volcano, shaving people's faces with pain.

With that soft, cold, brutal, and crazy aura, the frozen Lord of Scorched City didn't dare to move rashly at all.

Although the sea of ​​consciousness was pierced by the killing golden arrow again and again, and fell to the spiritual power. But that premonition of crisis will not dissipate easily.

There is always a voice in his heart warning him that he must not move, and if there is any abnormality, he will definitely suffer a thunderous blow.

With the formation of the phantom, He Xiaotian's aura also rose until it reached its peak.

Bones, meridians, muscles, blood, skin, layer upon layer.

They are intertwined and intertwined, just like the Nuwa who created human beings in the past, slowly shaping a complete body.

Thick and powerful legs, a sturdy body covered with armor, arms carved with intricate magic patterns, and a hideous and terrifying face.

At this moment, time seems to be frozen.

In the jungle, the two looked at each other.

He Xiaotian's feeling was also very strange.

Even though his back was facing the phantom, he could clearly 'see' the phantom taking shape.

The face that was originally based on himself had turned into the appearance of an evil ghost.

He always thought it was a horn helmet, but it turned out not to be.

Instead, two huge curved horns grow from above the temple.

On the forehead, there is also a sharp straight angle that soars to the sky, full of evil intentions.

If He Xiaotian clicked on the experience value system at this time and looked at "The Demonic Way of Yin and Yang", he would definitely find that the special attribute - Primordial Heavenly Demon +10, was shining faintly, and it had been activated at some point.

"Roar----"

The ghost raised his head to the sky and shouted angrily, as if celebrating his rebirth.

He Xiaotian only felt that the endless devil energy penetrated his body and connected the heaven and the earth.

But this wild aura didn't hurt himself, instead, infinite power surged out of his body one after another.

It seems that as long as you think about it, you can blow the sky with one punch.

Of course, it is impossible to break the sky.

This is just an illusion created after the sudden increase in strength.

The Lord of Jiaocheng has now changed from a fierce face to a weak and helpless sheep.

Look carefully, his body is even trembling slightly.

He couldn't help but not be afraid and terrified, because he suddenly found that even if he didn't fall into the realm, the yin and yang energy seemed a little pitiful under the overwhelming demonic energy.

'Move! Hurry up! '

The Lord of Jiaocheng cried out in his heart, but unfortunately he couldn't control himself at all.

It was clear that running away was the most correct choice, but the body didn't dare, and even the most basic mobility was infinitely reduced to zero.

It's true, if you are Zuo Hufa, or a more powerful master, I am afraid that his performance will not be as good as him.

At least I didn't pee my pants.

He Xiaotian is fifteen meters tall, and the phantom behind him has surpassed thirty meters.

Just the huge body size is enough for countless people to despair.

What's more, there is the devilish energy that fills the surroundings and even drives away the spiritual energy.

In addition to the demonic flames lingering around his body, who would dare to act recklessly? !

The Lord of Jiaocheng was not feeling well, and so was the one surnamed He.

Violent, bloodthirsty and other negative emotions constantly impacted his mind.

Benefits are equal to risks, and no one will succeed casually.

Although He Xiaotian gained stronger power than before, it was followed by layers of danger.

Fortunately, his superb "Yin-Yang Bipolar Magic Way" added 5,000 points of spirit to him.

Otherwise, it could be said that he couldn't stand it long ago and was completely trapped in the killing.

The body of the Lord of Jiaocheng became weaker and weaker.

Keep going, before the phantom behind He Xiaotian makes a move, he will probably be defeated first.

'calm! calm! '

Countless fights brought him not only wealth, strength, and experience,

Competing with it is the state of mind.

The anger he felt when he was pierced by the killing golden arrow, causing his realm to fall, finally returned to calmness when he faced the horror of life and death.

Facing the phantom that could kill him at any time, the hatred between him and He Xiaotian is nothing!

The strength has plummeted, and there is still the possibility of rebuilding it in the future. At most, it will be a little harder.

But once a person dies, there is no chance at all.

When the Lord of Jiaocheng calmed down and thought about how to get out.

The ghost behind He Xiaotian suddenly opened his closed eyes.

Two sharp eyes immediately shone on the city lord.

In an instant, his blood was completely cold.

Thinking seems to stop, only the heart is beating slowly.

The whole world quickly reversed and disappeared, and a big devil standing up to the sky, waving a broken knife among the corpses of countless ferocious ghosts, raised his head to the sky and shouted angrily.

His body was full of scars, and traces of demonic energy spread and drifted away.

At the time of his final defeat, he exhausted all his strength to drain the blood from his body, and engraved blood characters on the rock.

And the Lord of Jiaocheng was attracted by that word.

The strange thing is that although he can't read it, he can understand the essence of it.

The energy in the body is running involuntarily.

But in reality, He Xiaotian stared at the Lord of Jiaocheng with a look of surprise.

I saw the opponent's body suddenly undergoing an unknown mutation.

His muscles suddenly swelled, tearing the skirt of his clothes.

The skin that originally belonged to humans began to crack, and then the blue muscles were exposed.

The ordinary face of the Lord of Jiaocheng gradually distorted, and a single horn emerged from his forehead.

In short, people are not people, ghosts are not ghosts!

"Ahhh—"

The Lord of Jiaocheng obviously noticed the mutation in his body, but he couldn't stop it.

The energy, yin and yang qi in the body do not obey the control at all, and run crazily.

There is no way, who made He Xiaotian cheat his father twice in a row with the golden arrow, knocking him back to his original form from the 'sea of ​​consciousness', and falling to the level of spiritual power?

The yin and yang qi circulate in the body, becoming more swift and violent.

The speed of his mutation also skyrocketed.

The body swelled and became larger, from the figure of a normal person to a three-meter giant.

The skin is miserable green, with decomposed mucus on it.

The vast yin and yang energy that was originally upright has been transformed into evil, cruel, and violent demonic energy.

The spirit of the whole person gradually exaggerated a touch of madness.

He Xiaotian was drooling looking at it, the whole idiot Lord of Jiaocheng was terrified! !

The phantom behind him changed dramatically just by glancing at him.

So isn't he himself in danger?

Looking at the Lord of Jiaocheng whose eyes became more and more crazy, He Xiaotian decided to act first.

It's just that before he can make a move, the huge and incomparable phantom is the first to do it.

"Boom—"

The huge arm seemed to be slowly stretching towards the Lord of Jiaocheng, but in fact he held it in the palm of his hand after a daze.

The ghost raised his head to the sky and shouted violently, holding up the city lord in his hand.

Then he squeezed it tightly and made a puff!

Blood dripped slowly from the huge fist.

The blood was not wasted, it was all poured on the phantom's head.

Then a more manic devilish energy was discharged from his body.

"Nimma?!"

A Hunyuan Realm expert who can crush the Ksitigarbha Town Demon Stele with a hardness value of 10,000 points with his bare hands.

Like a bug, it was crushed to death?

This thing is a bit...evil! !

He Xiaotian also didn't expect that he just planned to absorb the flesh and blood essence of the Lord of Jiaocheng with the bliss of the demon.

In the end, it attracted something like a revived demon.

Although his physique is strong, his hardness value is not very high.

Of course, this is all compared, at least in the present world and the nether world before, he was invincible all the way, pushing two big cities horizontally.

"Gudong!"

The other party won't, will they attack him later?

He Xiaotian was originally a persecuted delusional patient. He would involuntarily have doubts about any dangerous things or things.

Now that there is a phantom standing behind him who can crush the Primordial Realm to death with his bare hands, can he not feel worried?

"what----"

An extremely shrill scream came from the clenched fist of the phantom.

He Xiaotian clearly 'saw' that a golden light in the blue was separated from it and swallowed by the phantom.

After swallowing it into the stomach, the eyes of the phantom became more lively and energetic.

Naturally, that tyranny became even more frightening.

【Ding! Kill the strong in the Primordial Realm and get 30 million experience points. 】

He Xiaotian: "..."

Although he didn't kill the Lord of Jiaocheng himself, the phantom was born from him, so the system judged that he himself killed the city owner, and there was nothing wrong with it.

It's just that the current He Damangfu is not interested at all.

No matter who stands behind a life-threatening death god, I am afraid that they will be indifferent to any temptation.

And isn't 30 million a bit too much?

Could it be a leapfrog challenge, with experience bonuses! !

The phantom spread its palms, and the purple magic flames were soaring, burning the flesh and blood to ashes in an instant.

He raised his right arm high again, separated his five fingers, and made a posture of lifting the sky.

I saw traces of crimson air flowing from all directions.

A sacred artifact enshrined in the main altar of the Prajna Sect in a hidden place in the Dire Realm.

It is disintegrating and dissipating, wisps of aura pass through the walls and the ground, and quickly disappear into the void.

"this?!"

A certain old man in a white robe, embroidered with golden lotus flowers all over his body, with a holy but weird face, fell into a daze as he watched the gradually disappearing weapons.

"Impossible, Primordial Demon?! No, no."

The old man muttered to himself and fell into a strange circle, unable to extricate himself.

"Roar--" "Roar--"

He Xiaotian looked at a dragon shadow, gathered in the hands of the ghost.

The dragon was red all over and exuded a fierce aura.

Moying lightly stroked his left hand, and saw a gigantic saber in the palm of his hand! !

The shape of this knife is weird, especially the blade part, which is very strange.

Only eight characters can be evaluated.

Ferocious and vicious, with a murderous aura.

It seems that it was specially made for the slaughter of sentient beings, full of cruelty and inhumanity.

Surrounded by dragon aura around the blade body, a red dragon can be vaguely seen emerging.

The phantom let out a long howl, and raised the knife with both hands.

Facing He Xiaotian, he slashed suddenly! !