Soul Emperor Martial God

"Your cultivation path is extremely bumpy."

"After all, countless times in a lifetime of nine deaths."

"Obviously, there is injustice and suppression everywhere, but we still have to stare at these pressures and run through nine deaths one by one."

"For most of your life, it seems that you have been fighting against the sky, fighting all these injustices."

"And you, almost all succeeded."

"All injustices will be trampled under your feet; all those who block the way will be blasted into powder by your fists."

"But." The giant black dragon squinted, "This can indeed sharpen an amazing mind and an indomitable mind, but it can't be as extreme as you."

"So solid as a rock, so nearly invulnerable."

"Listen to what people in your family say, you used to be a waste of cultivation, and you were bullied and bullied everywhere."

"Obviously, he is the young head of the family, but his status is not as good as an ordinary person, a lowly servant."

"But you accept it, don't resist, and endure it all the way."

"If you add these growth environments, you really should have this terrible mind."

The eyes of the huge black dragon stared at Xiao Yi.

The anti-Xiao Yi experience, including the words spoken by those around him, are all revealed.

The ancestor of the demon dragon was repeating Xiao Yi's life.

Including various dangerous places and caves.

Including the experience in the ancient emperor cave, including the challenge in the sword emperor stele.

Even including the practice in the forest of steles, Xiao Yi experienced thousands of years of life as one of the other warriors.

Of course, for Xiao Yi, it was actually just a few hours' excess.

The same is true for the retrospect of the current methods of the demon dragon ancestor, even faster.

The ancestor of the demon dragon, experienced all Xiao Yi saw, heard, thought, thought, everything.

Some, even what Xiao Yi himself had forgotten, were clearly revealed in the fast-moving scene.

"Six kinds of powerful flames in the world, free swordsmanship and so on."

"What you have experienced is a path of growth against the sky, and what you have gained is also a variety of methods against the sky."

"However, this is still not enough, it seems that something is missing." The giant black dragon was a little confused.

"From the moment you suddenly chose to resist, you suddenly became ruthless, killing people like a numb, seeming to be a monster that kills countless people."

"Before, what have you experienced?" The huge black dragon's tone was full of expectation.

"The old man went to find the answer himself."

"Before 16 years old, what did you experience..." The huge black dragon smiled coldly.

But this cold smile, but suddenly freezes.

What appears in the picture is not the experience of "Xiao Yi" before the age of 16, but... a ray of spiritual consciousness.

"You...you came from taking home?" The voice of the ancestor of the monster dragon was horrified.

Xiao Yi squinted.

The ancestor of the Yaolong was too surprised, because even more shocking things appeared in his eyes.

The circulating picture is already dark.

No, it's not dark anymore.

In the picture, you can't see your fingers at all, you can't see anything, only a touch of darkness.

Dark, cold, and lonely.

"What the **** is this..." The ancestor Yaolong couldn't help exclaiming.

The flow of the picture suddenly speeds up, as if tens of thousands of seconds.

But the picture is always pitch black, as if still.

If it weren't for the pulsating spatial force that kept surging, the whole picture looked still, with only darkness, only cold, and cold silence, just like an abyss.

"Such a dark, cold, and lonely place is not a place where life can exist."

"Damn, who are you?"

The voice of the ancestor Demon Dragon's exclamation contained a touch of anger and frustration.

It can be clearly seen that the vitality aura in the ancestor of the monster dragon is passing by at an astonishing and terrifying speed.

"How is it possible, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, no..."

"Endless darkness, endless years...you..."

The huge body of the ancestor Yaolong was trembling.

"You are Ming..." The huge eyes of the ancestor of the monster dragon suddenly widened, and they also froze.

Wow...

The picture suddenly disappeared.

The space power around Xiao Yi also disappeared suddenly.

Seeing the huge black dragon frozen in shock, Xiao Yi was overjoyed.

"It's now." Xiao Yi's Bingluan Sword suddenly condensed.

All the fighting power broke out in an instant.

He was prepared and ready to go, what he was waiting for was this moment.

His biggest hole card is actually not eighteen relics, it's just a back hand.

The real trump card is Bingluan sword.

The body of the black dragon really has the talent to ignore the weapon of God.

However, the Bingluan Sword's invincible sharpness has never been able to resist it, even the body of the black dragon.

As long as he is fast enough, as long as he can cut with this sword, he is enough to kill the dragon!

Cang...

Bingluan sword came in an instant.

Xiao Yi's figure flashed instantly above the head of the huge black dragon.

Sen Han Bingluan sword, a sword cut down.

However, the blade of Bingluan's sword fell on the black dragon's head for a moment, and the sword suddenly stagnated.

"Huh?" It was Xiao Yi who stopped cutting the sword.

Because, at the moment of Jian falling, he suddenly sensed that the huge black dragon at his feet was actually extremely cold and without vitality.

This... is a corpse!

"This..." Xiao Yi was startled and leaned down tentatively.

"Demon Long Ancestor?" Xiao Yi stood on the huge head, looking at those huge eyes.

These eyes are already frozen, frozen forever.

Xiao Yi frowned and stared straight.

The eyes of the ancestor of the demon dragon were filled with horror, confusion, and a sense of loss.

"Lost mind and disintegration of spiritual sense?" Xiao Yi frowned.

boom…

Suddenly, the huge black dragon's body seemed to have lost its support, falling weakly and limp to the ground.

Xiao Yi's figure flashed and fell to the ground.

"What did the ancestor Yaolong just say about Ming?" Xiao Yi frowned in thought, asking himself.

However, the ancestor of the demon dragon was obviously unable to answer.

Just at this time.

The Bingluan Sword in Xiao Yi's hand that could not be dispersed in the future, trembled.

Bingluan sword, rarely trembling on its own, wanted to let go.

Bingluan sword, every time there is such a violent tremor, it only represents one thing...

Xiao Yi's arm shook, and the Bingluan Sword in his hand leaped out instantly.

Xiao Yi also reacted instantly, "Not good."

However, it was already half a minute late.

He was stunned, but that doesn't mean that Bingluan Sword would also be stunned.

The cold blade of Bingluan Sword had already been inserted on the body of the huge black dragon.

The aura of the huge black dragon was quickly dissipating.

That huge body seems to be shrinking.

"No, bastard, dare you?" Xiao Yi's face changed drastically, and his figure flashed, taking Bingluan sword straight away.

However, these Xu speeds were slowed down, and the entire huge black dragon directly shrank several times.

This corpse was no longer a giant beast, but a slightly larger monster beast corpse.

"You... this... save me some." Xiao Yi's face twitched.

However, waiting to see the three dispersions under the black dragon's corpse glowing with the breath of heaven and earth, Xiao Yi's expression suddenly rejoiced.

"One-third of the heavenly soul, you are here."

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