Otherworldly Enshrinement System

Ye Xuan raised his sword to the sky, looking at the world.

In the next instant, a burst of sword light suddenly burst out of the snowy area of ​​Yongzhen.

In the sky, an imaginary big sword that was thirty meters away was condensed.

Pierced the clouds, pierced the night.

The big sword of virtual walking exudes brilliance, and in the night sky, it is as bright and dazzling as the sun, making it impossible to look away.

However, this kind of brightness and dazzling only brought terror to the disciples of Donglai Island.

Middle-rank martial arts, three swords in the mountains, the first style: Beiluo Zixiao!

The huge virtual sword fell, and a ring of dust swayed away, accompanied by the appearance of a loud roar, like a stone thrown into the water, the dust changed into ripples, and it continued to sway around.

Soon, everything seemed to be quiet, a figure appeared in the sand, and Ye Xuan stepped out of the sand.

Ye Xuan looked at Wang Fang and smiled: "Now, you are the only one left. Is your choice to go or die?"

The sand dust behind Ye Xuan was completely dispersed at this moment, and the disciples of Donglai Island had all fallen to the ground, life and death were hard to know, and the so-called joint attack formation was naturally broken by Ye Xuan.

Everyone is dead, so there is no **** formation.

Wang Fang was silent, and slowly crossed the sword.

Ye Xuan said: "It seems that you also chose to die, then, come on."

"what!"

Wang Fang shouted angrily, and then rushed towards Ye Xuan.

This guy is the only Yuanji realm among the group of Donglai Island disciples, but he did not reach the ninth-level peak, but the Yuanji third-order. Therefore, Ye Xuan looked at Wang Fang’s gaze and looked at other Donglai islands. The disciple's gaze is no different, that's it.

At the same time, Wang Fang had already arrived in front of Ye Xuan, and the long sword in his hand was cut down with force.

then……

Ye Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand, and directly grabbed the long sword, that sharp blade, it was impossible to break Ye Xuan's body protection spirit and Jin Ge's dual body protection.

Ye Xuan looked at Wang Fang disdainfully, this level of attack, wanting to hurt himself, obviously had little meaning.

However, at this moment, Ye Xuan suddenly felt a little weird.

Wang Fang raised his head and sneered at Ye Xuan. The smile was a bit hideous, and then Wang Fang suddenly stretched his finger to the sword.

"broken!"

Wang Fang gritted his teeth and roared, and then suddenly countless cracks appeared on the long sword. In those cracks, crimson radiance continued to radiate, with a strong burning sensation.

Wang Fang pushed back towards Ye Xuan and said grimly: "Ye Xuan, this is the unique martial art of Donglai Island, the outer gate. It can attack with broken weapons. The higher the quality of broken weapons, the greater the power, and you can force it. I should feel proud of destroying a low-grade martial art."

Boom!

At the moment when Wang Dialect fell, the long sword held by Ye Xuan suddenly burst into pieces.

Donglai Island's martial art seems to be a bit of a genre, the power that the broken long sword exploded, even reached the power of Yuanzong Realm's first-order strike with full force.

Cross the border!

A huge fireball appeared and pushed away. The surrounding trees were directly broken by the impact of the explosion. They collapsed one after another, burning with raging flames.

Circles of air waves pushed toward the surroundings, flattening everything around, and in an instant, flying sand and rocks.

A pillar of fire even rushed into the sky, directly covering the surrounding towering trees, brightening the night sky.

Wang Fang laughed, even Ye Xuan should not be able to withstand this powerful blow, and then...

Wang Fang was like a duck with his neck pinched. The laughter stopped abruptly, and his eyes were about to fall.

In the flames, Ye Xuan stepped out unexpectedly, without any injuries on his body, not even visible traces of scorched black, in Ye Xuan's hands, he still grasped the fragments of a long sword exploded.

Ye Xuan angrily said: "Asshole, you ruined my weapon! Anyhow, it's from the ground level!"

Wang Fang almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood. Isn't that his weapon? He didn't know that he was already dead in Ye Xuan's eyes. Of course his weapon was Ye Xuan's weapon.

Of course, Wang Fang simply didn't know Ye Xuan's argument, otherwise I'm afraid he still has the urge to vomit a few more blood.

At the same time, Ye Xuan had already clenched his fists.

A sense of horror instantly enveloped Wang Fang's body. He wanted to grab the weapon, but remembered that in order to kill Ye Xuan, he had already exploded his weapon.

At this moment, Ye Xuan's figure flashed, and he had already arrived in front of Wang Fang.

Fist, see fist again!

When Ye Xuan clenched his fist tightly, a crisp dragon roar suddenly sounded.

World-level low-grade exercises, true dragon strength!

Along with Ye Xuan's fist blasting forward, the metallic spiritual energy entwining Ye Xuan's arm quickly turned into a golden dragon, and hit Wang Fang's chest fiercely.

In almost an instant, the golden dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, hitting Wang Fang's chest, and then completely tore Wang Fang's body.

Wang Fang's eyes widened and fell towards the rear, and fell to the ground. The bright red blood ran out from under him and gathered into a pool of blood. Those who died could no longer die.

Ye Xuan stepped forward, picked up the cloth bags of the disciples on Donglai Island, and threw them into the large bronze cauldron. A group of ordinary disciples, Ye Xuan did not expect them to bring him any good offerings.

If he really wanted to give out a special aura, or a special offering, Ye Xuan thought his luck had exploded. Unfortunately, Ye Xuan obviously thought too much.

"Accept the offerings and make a successful wish. You get a reward: 9,800,000."

A dozen people still haven't exceeded ten million auras. Ye Xuanzhen wanted to pull them back from the Palace of the Kings of the Lord one by one, asking them if they knew how the word shame was written.

After the offering, Ye Xuan looked at Jiu Mo and said, "Can you still stand up?"

Jiu Mo nodded and got up from the ground.

Ye Xuan said, "Now tell everything you know, why did you run into Xiong Chumo, the woman with the head of a bun, forget it, this is not important, since she sees the future, she will naturally go to you, I want her now The letter left, where is your brother, take me to find him."

Ye Xuan thought for a while and still felt that there was no need to ask this question. Since Xiong Chumo left the letter, how could he answer everything for himself in the letter, and Jiu Mo is the Nine Snake Sea Demon Race.

Is this a coincidence? Ye Xuan certainly wouldn't think so, where are there so many coincidences in the world? Whether he left a letter on Jiu Mo or ran to be a maid for Princess Linlang, Ye Xuan believed that Xiong Chumo had his own plans.

When Jiu Mo heard Ye Xuan mention his clan brother, his face suddenly showed a bit of anxiety, and he quickly pointed to the west and said: "My clan brother was ambushed by them on the mountain over there. Please, please. Save him."

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