Soul Emperor Martial God

"puff"

Xiao Yi spurted out black blood, and black energy loomed in the blood, and was mixed with some pieces of meat.

"The 50,000 Dao powerhouse is really amazing." Xiao Yi wiped the blood under his mask and gritted his teeth.

Fortunately, Ice Storm Soul Eater canceled out more than half of the power of that palm, otherwise, that palm alone would probably be enough to kill him.

Even so, he was seriously injured instantly.

The internal organs are even slightly damaged.

This is the power of the legendary powerhouse.

Moreover, in the territory of the legend, every difference is obviously terrible.

The gap between the 40,000 realms and the 50,000 realms is far from enough.

"Huh." Xiao Yi took a deep breath.

After stabilizing the injury a little, he waved his hand and shot out several virulent shots.

Eight ice sculptures around, instantly turned into ice debris everywhere.

The eight Qiankun Rings were left.

Xiao Yi received it, felt it for a moment, and nodded, "The wealth of the 50,000 Dao powerhouse is really rich."

The inner wealth of these eight people is even richer than Tu Qianqiu.

The total of eight is more than ten times more than what he earned from the frenzied killing of the evil repair branch for half a month.

The harvest can be described as rich.

just…

Xiao Yi was a little puzzled, each of the 50,000 Dao powerhouses was an extraordinary generation, so eight came out in a sudden?

These eight evil cultivators are enough to attack the other four university palaces besides the Chotianzang Academy.

Now, just for him as a young warrior, he has joined forces, even besieging him with murderous intent?

Could it be that his crazy actions to kill the Xiexiu branch these days have completely angered the Xiejun Mansion?

"It should not be enough." Xiao Yi frowned.

In the past half a month, even counting the days before, a total of 200 evil repair branches have been eliminated.

Compared with the huge power of the Evil Monarch Mansion, the loss was not small, but it was definitely not a big one.

It will not mobilize a total of eight and fifty thousand powers.

"I will kill as many as you come." Xiao Yi's eyes were cold.

He also had the bodyguards given by the Lord of the Heavenly Mystery, enough to make him unscrupulous and not afraid of these old monsters.

Yukong just about to fly away.

The body trembled suddenly.

An icy breath of death swept across the body instantly.

"Not good." Xiao Yi was shocked.

He didn't even have time to see where the crisis was coming from, and based on his instinct, he slammed the ice storm to the side to eat the soul.

Hum...

A burst of space Weng Ming.

Xiao Yi's figure was blasted off.

When he reacted, a fist-sized injury had been punched through his chest.

In the distance, a burst of old fists slowly retracted from the space.

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank.

It was this fist that hurt him just now.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he instantly shot the Ice Storm Soul Eater, and had caused this fist to deviate a little, I am afraid that now it would be his heart that was penetrated.

"So strong." Xiao Yi stared at that fist.

This punch alone is much stronger than the previous eight people combined.

Wow...

In the air, a shadow appeared out of thin air.

That is an old man.

The old man's eyes were stung to the extreme.

Obviously, this is an evil repair.

"Black Robe, Xiao Xun." The old man stared at Xiao Yi coldly, then glanced at the ice debris all over.

"The Eight Heavenly Evil Guardians actually died in your hands, so you really have some abilities."

"Escape." Xiao Yi's heart burst, and in an instant, he had the idea of ​​escape.

This old man is definitely stronger and terrifying than he imagined.

This phantom is by no means the old man's body, but just a martial art clone of the old man.

The real old man should be thousands of miles away.

However, even with such an astonishing distance, Xiao Yi instantly felt a pressure from an endless distance, as well as a lock of Qi.

This old man is definitely not an enemy he can deal with today.

Although he has a bodyguard given by the Master of the Heavenly Secret Hall, that thing can only be used once.

Since it is a life-saving thing, it can be temporarily used when it is not used.

Whoosh...

Xiao Yi's figure instantly turned into a black streamer, fleeing away.

At the same time, far away, thousands of miles away, an old man, looking at the eight broken tokens in his hand, his eyes were extremely cold.

Behind him, there are many evil cultivators.

"Elder, even the eight guardians are dead, this Xiao Xun can't stay."

The old man nodded.

Great Elder?

There is only one person in this world who can make a group of evil cultivators called a great elder.

It is the Great Elder of the Evil Monarch Mansion.

The person with the most fierce reputation in the rumors of the Middle Region.

Except for the mysterious and unpredictable Lord of the Evil Monarch Mansion, the number one power in the Evil Monarch Mansion.

Whoosh... the old man's figure disappeared instantly.

However, the old man did not appear in the distance, but escaped into the space.

...

"Hiss." At this moment, Xiao Yi took a breath and gritted his teeth.

His injury at the moment is absolutely not optimistic.

First, he was slapped by the evil cultivation of fifty thousand ways, and he was already seriously injured.

Another punch from the old man pierced his chest.

Such an injury is already close to life.

But he couldn't stop at all. Intuition told him that if he dared to stop, the old man would catch up in no time.

Xiao Yibian flew at full speed, and his party exploded to the extreme.

He took out a pill of Poison Pill in his hand, kneaded it into a powder, and applied it to the wound.

In the body, a wave of virulence is also running fast, forcibly suppressing this serious injury.

"It's near, it's getting closer and closer." Around Xiao Yi, within thousands of miles, in fact, there was no half of it.

But in Xiao Yi's perception of heaven and earth, in this heaven and earth, there is a cloud of black aura that is as dense as a dark cloud, which is drifting as fast as it is covering the sky and the sun.

Xiao Yi couldn't imagine the terrifying speed at all.

This is definitely a terrifying powerhouse who is much stronger than Elder Jingyue.

A few minutes later.

"Boy, you can't escape."

In the world, there was an explosion.

It seems to be the voice of heaven and earth, the words of gods.

Not coming from a certain direction, but floating in all directions, as if flooding the whole world.

When this sound became more and more explosive in Xiao Yi's ears.

In front, a figure appeared out of thin air.

It is the old man.

Xiao Yi's flying figure stopped abruptly.

"So fast." Xiao Yi was shocked.

When he found that the air machine was locked at that amazing distance in the endless distance, he had fled away in an instant.

That kind of distance, I am afraid it is far more than thousands of regions.

But the old man, catching up with him in such a short time?

This old man is absolutely strong, even terrifying.

Compared with the pinnacle legend of the world, I am afraid it is only a little weaker.

"Die." After the old man appeared, he didn't talk nonsense.

To him, Xiao Yi is just an extremely weak ant.

He is not even interested in talking nonsense.

The old man pointed out with a finger.

That finger was just pointed out by the old man at will.

But Xiao Yi knew very well that this finger surpassed almost any attack he had faced before.

With the force of the fingers, space collapsed, mountains and rivers shattered, and even the sky shattered.

"The ice storm eats the soul." Xiao Yi exploded the source of soul power without hesitation.

An invisible ice storm rushed out.

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