Soul Emperor Martial God

"call."

At the demon territory defense line, Xiao Yi exhaled heavily.

His pale face was extremely rare and covered his face.

This whiteness is not the injury caused by a serious injury; it is a touch of exhaustion, as if exhausted and exhausted.

"Um." Xiao Yi gritted his teeth. He wanted to continue to support, but eventually he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

"Little Xiao Yi."

"from."

On the left and right sides, each old man exclaimed, and he wanted to reach out to help.

"Nothing." Xiao Yi waved his hand, steadied his feet, and sat down cross-legged.

"Old man Yao is still stunned?" The Lord of Heaven's Secret Palace exclaimed dissatisfiedly.

"Monarch, the old man is not good at heavenly arts." The old demon lion replied repeatedly, "You can heal him with the law of Sun Luo..."

Demon Lord Liuheng gave a white glance, "Sen Luo Law is not used for healing, and this monarch is not good at Heavenly Art."

"Don't look at me, neither will I." Qianjun Yaozun waved his hand repeatedly.

Mang Xing Yao Zun curled his lips.

The giant elephant old demon said, "Boy, take the giant elephant statue to suppress the injury."

Listening to the words of the elders around him, Xiao Yi sat cross-legged and chuckled softly, "No injury, no harm, just very tired, just let me catch my breath."

"Huh." Xiao Yi took a deep breath again, slowly closing his eyes, calming down the disordered and weak breath in his body.

He has injuries, but not many, and they are not serious.

The current state still comes from the pressure of Star Slashing Sword Dao.

Just like the overdraft of Yuanli, this is the most normal thing for warriors, and they have experienced the most.

After a great battle, if it is a fierce battle or even a hard fight, then it will be physically and mentally exhausted; and the Yuanli is overdrawn, and the Yuanli, as the source of strength of the martial artist, is equivalent to lack of support, and it becomes the weakness of weakness.

And now, he is not the weakness caused by the overdraft of Yuan Li, his qi fountain is so big that he is a bit tired after a long war.

This is also the reason why he never stopped, wandering around, wandering around, practicing, and fighting in the past.

Now, the whole body is overdrawn.

The overdraft of Yuan Li is nothing but the weakness caused by the lack of Yuan Li; now, his whole body is going to be crushed.

The whole body, skin, flesh and blood, bones, internal organs, meridians, qi springs, small world, etc., everything is almost overdrawn.

He had only experienced this feeling a few times in the past, and these few times, almost all came from the terrible backlash of Bingluan Sword.

That kind of backlash completely exceeded his body's endurance, and it made him even lie down on the bed for a long time with such a determined will, and his whole body was in pain for a long time as if it were full of holes.

Now this weakness is similar to this, but it hasn't reached the point of backlashing injuries, it's just weak.

Star Swordsmanship is indeed strong.

It was a thousand times stronger than he used to simply use the starlight to descend.

If the simple starlight came in the past, it could only mobilize a part of the power in the starlight.

Then star-cutting swordsmanship, then breaking it with the sword and imperial it, is to make the most of the power of the starlight and use it to the fullest.

That cut was to cut through the boundary between the martial artist itself and the starlight itself, to achieve the fit between the two, and the body carries the starlight power.

The power of the stars is added to the body and falls on the sword.

This increase is the overall overall rate, and the pressure it brings is also the overall pressure.

He now has only ninety thousand cultivation bases, but he has the strength to cross the Demon Venerable and the Old Demon Venerable directly to the sovereign realm.

Naturally, the overall pressure caused by this has exceeded his burden, making him weak and weak now.

From his first arrival in the demon realm defense line, to fighting the Four Demon Sovereigns, slashing them, and then fiercely fighting against the Chilong under the three most treasures.

Two more times, under the pressure of 100,000 stars, although it was not really crushed, it was also uncomfortable for him.

It has been so far, but only a few hours, but these few hours have completely exceeded their own burden.

Now that everything is over, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, completely relaxed, and naturally he was weak and exhausted.

Especially since Lord Zhan Xiaojian also killed Lord Lei just now, the power of his three major ice patterns was almost exhausted in just a few moments.

If you extend his little time to several hours, you will also know that he is weak at the moment.

In fact, since he left the white fog forest, he has been exhausted all over his body, unable to hold it for long.

It happened that there were another Little Sword Lord and Little Leijun.

If he keeps these two guys entangled, he is really afraid that he will suddenly fail to hold on and fall.

Naturally, the momentum of thunder raged directly, repelling Lord Sword, and then killing Lord Lei.

He was a human martial artist, killing a monster bastard, it couldn't be more normal.

At the last moment when Xiao Leijun was killed, if he could, he would slash him with a sword himself, and it would be difficult to bear the weakness of his body, so Fang directly killed him with the Star Luo Deshen Cone.

At this point, no matter how hard it was to bear, finally fell.

Although Star Swordsmanship is strong, the starlight pressure is also heavy.

Xiao Yi closed his eyes, breathing, weak and unpleasant.

Around, one by one the strongest, waiting, silently, without interruption, just watching quietly.

If there are so many strongest people in the Middle Territory and Demon Territory waiting quietly, I am afraid that Xiao Yi will be the only one.

Time passed slowly, half an hour.

"Why haven't you woken up yet?" The Palace Master Tianji stomped and looked at the Palace Master Yaozun suddenly.

"Old man Yao, take a look. This kid has always been strong. Don't tell me if you are seriously injured, take it yourself."

The main hall master Yao Zun frowned, "This kid doesn't look like he's hurt, just to be cautious, I'd better take a look."

"Oh." The old demon lion shook his head again and again, "I said that this kid is weak."

"Your human body is really bad. You changed your husband, and you didn't catch your breath for ten days and ten nights."

"I said that this kid with small arms and legs must have no good life in your eight palaces."

"It's better to return to the wild lion clan with the old man..."

"Don't move him." Liuheng Demon Lord suddenly said, and looked at the Master Yaozun, "Don't disturb him, let him recover slowly by himself."

"A mere ninety thousand cultivation base, strong support for the battle power of the monarchy, it is like crazy."

"If you say that a madman goes crazy, desperately fighting to the death is understandable, and it will last for a while at most."

"It's no wonder that this kid stayed for such a long time; now he's only weak, it's scary enough."

"This kid's physical fitness may have surpassed our monster race, and even the ten ancient races."

Liuheng Demon Lord is the highest realm here, and he can see Xiao Yi's current situation at a glance.

"Huh." Suddenly, Xiao Yi let out a long, turbid breath.

Breathing, breathing, evenly and smoothly, not rushing, but seemingly endless.

"What a strange breath." Liuheng Demon Lord was slightly surprised.

"It looks like a simple breath, but it seems that the body heals itself, constantly calming down from the inside out."

"The first celestial magician in the demon domain is indeed well-deserved." Liuheng Demon Lord nodded satisfied.

The main hall master Yaozun sneered, "What is the demon domain heavenly magician? This is my eighth hall alchemist."

Demon Lord Liuheng glanced at him, "Are you sure that this breath, which seems to come from the instinct of the body, is the method of your human alchemist?"

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