Unlimited Adaptation

The Black Bell is a top-grade holy weapon, with the vague appearance of being born as a weapon spirit and promoted to a Taoist weapon.

At this moment, the powerful aura fluctuations across the sky attracted the attention of many monks. Within a moment, several groups of people had arrived through the air, surrounding the Black Bell in a confrontation.

"A rare treasure is sent from heaven. Those who are destined to get it will get it. I will be the first one to come here. I should accept this thing."

"Everyone, do you have any objections?"

A handsome young man was sitting on a black lotus, playing with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. The beads were dark and turned out to be small skulls.

While walking and looking around, Xie Wei was very confused and said a word with a blank expression. The monks around him frowned when they heard the words.

"I recognize you, Holy Son of Youlian of Black Sky Holy Land, right? Humph! You give in as you say, don't we want to be shameless? I didn't come all the way here just to see you show off your majesty."

The burly man in red gold armor dismissed the words of Holy Son Youlian. After saying that, he pointed at the car next to the black clock and continued to retort:

"You said you were the first to arrive, but what happened to that anti-gravity car?"

"What anti-gravity car?"

The Holy Son of Black Lotus raised his eyebrows slightly, flicked his fingers, and a jet-black fire lotus shot out, instantly burning the brand new car into nothingness.

"Why didn't I see it?"

"you……"

The big man was furious, his expression darkened, and the hot breath in his body rose crazily.

"No more ink stains."

In the Holy Land of Reincarnation, Saint Son Yatong's pale eyes held domineering and crazy expressions, and he spoke softly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Anyone who is destined to get it, first come, first served, is bullshit!"

"All treasures have been the exclusive possession of the strong throughout the ages. In a place like this, don't try to use your background to pressure others. No one is inferior to anyone."

"Let's fight. Whoever wins will get this treasure!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present looked solemn, their auras trembled, and the terrifying power of the domain spread fiercely.

"Hmph! As you wish!"

"kill--"

Crunch!

Just when everyone was at war and about to fight, the black bell let out a metallic cry and was knocked over by a big hand. Yan Xing and Wang Baoer stepped out hand in hand.

Yan Xing looked around, looking at the place where he parked his car. Only a huge deep pit was left, and he couldn't help but frown.

"Feixian disciple?"

When everyone saw the two people emerging strangely from the black clock, they were all stunned, with a look of surprise on their faces, and the magical powers they had accumulated in their hands were temporarily pressed down.

"Who touched my car?"

"Are you all mute?"

When the saints and goddesses around him heard this, they all looked astonished. Shouldn't the Flying Immortal disciples, ants like them, run away in panic when they see them? He even dared to speak arrogantly, as if he was crazy.

"Boy, are you rushing out to give me points? Very good, I will give you a ride."

The burly man in red gold armor, with a cruel look in his eyes and a fire phoenix totem appearing between his eyebrows, turned out to be a disciple from the Sun Never Sets Sanctuary.

Before he finished speaking, the strong man stepped through the void and appeared in front of Yan Xing as if teleporting. He raised his thick palm high and slapped it fiercely. The terrifying power brought out ripples in the space, and the blazing red light caused the soil and rocks within a radius of ten thousand feet. All melt into magma.

…."Remember, the one who kills you is Yan Kong!"

"act recklessly."

Yan Xing's eyes flashed with sternness, and he punched slowly, coming second and hitting Yankong's face directly. His power manifested, and the space around his fist collapsed and shattered, forming a small black hole.

not good!

The Holy Son of Flame Kong's Tong Kong was shocked. As the saying goes, an expert can tell when he strikes. A seemingly ordinary punch actually suppressed the surrounding void, freezing him in place, unable to move, and even vaguely. , even the flow of time seems to have slowed down.

Don't take this punch, it will kill you!

"Ahhhh——"

"The phoenix dances in the nine heavens and the true form of the flame method!

"

Yankong's eyes were about to burst, and he did not dare to hold anything back. His domain expanded, and his own god protected his body. The fire phoenix totem between his eyebrows spread to the entire body surface. His whole person turned into a condensed body of the fire zodiac law, and his defense power skyrocketed. .

"Death struggle, destroy!"

A sneer appeared on Yan Xing's face, but he still pushed his fist slowly. The terrifying gravity hijacked Yan Kong, and its true form of law continued to twist, and finally stretched into a bright noodle, which collapsed uncontrollably towards the center of the black hole. go.

"Stop! Don't kill me, don't kill me, I am the Holy Son of the Holy Land where the sun never sets, you can't kill me!

"

When death was imminent, Yan Kong finally panicked and quickly vibrated the sound of his soul, transmitting it to the hearts of everyone around him without delay.

When masters compete with each other, life and death are only in an instant. Let alone speaking, even the sound transmission of thoughts is a little slow. Only "the soul transmission of heart to heart" can barely leave a few words.

"By the way, it wasn't me who destroyed your car, it was the pretender Youlian Shengzi, not me!"

The inner voice of Holy Son Yankong became more and more distorted, and his entire body was compressed into a ball of fluid particles, as if he was actively flying towards the terrifying fist.

"No--"

Yan Xing looked indifferent. Once he took action, how could he take it back?

What's more, Yan Kong is still an enemy with malicious intentions. Those four holy places are probably coming towards him, and there is absolutely no possibility of mercy.

The Black Hole Fist shattered Yankong's consciousness and life aperture. His energy-filled body turned into a crystal and was swallowed into the hell dimension. Not even the soul particles could escape, and he was instantly reincarnated in the sea of ​​blood.

Congratulations, Yan Xing has another great son. This kind of highly gifted saint son, after reincarnating into the Tai'e clan, is still the best among them. His cultivation level improves very quickly, and naturally he will produce higher quality faith power.

It's a long story, everything happened in a flash, everyone only saw Saint Yankong rushing up, and then nothing happened.

Gulu——

Saint Youlian's Adam's apple rolled, and those who dared to compete for the black bell were all cultivators in the Wanxiang realm. Their cultivation levels were almost the same, and the only difference was their status.

He was also confident that he could defeat Yankong, the fool, but he could never do it so easily. In a blink of an eye, this disciple of Feixian Dongtian was an extremely scary guy.

The enemy was fierce and could not be defeated.

"Let's go together and kill him!" Saint Youlian shouted coldly, then put his hands together, and the black skull whisked into the air, emitting a powerful force of suppression and prohibition, and shot towards Yan Xing.

….“Kill——”

The eyes of the crowd intertwined in an instant, and then they attacked at the same time, bombarding all kinds of magical treasures, surrounding Yan Xing with water and air.

‘A bunch of fools. ’

The eyes of the Holy Son of Youlian flashed with mockery, and he flipped his palm and took out a silver-white jade plate engraved with runes. The blood in his hand spilled out and infected it, and he pinched out the magic formula.

“Treasure·Void Great Shift!”

Boom——

The silver-white light column shot up into the sky, engulfing the figure of the Holy Son of Youlian, and disappeared in an instant.

“Despicable and shameless!”

The face of the Holy Son of Yatong suddenly became gloomy, and the others also cursed. At the same time, they found that the Buddhist beads offered by the Holy Son of Youlian actually blocked the surrounding space, and even they were shrouded in it, trapped with Yan Xing.

"Hahaha!"

"It seems that they are not all idiots. The man who escaped just now is the Holy Son of Youlian, right? Don't worry, you go ahead. He can't escape either, but it will be a little later."

Yan Xing shook his head and laughed. He was a little curious. After all these guys became members of the Tai'e tribe, how would the Holy Son of Youlian face everyone?

You know, reincarnation in the sea of ​​blood will retain all memories.

"Everyone, have a good journey."

"We are all a family from now on!"

Everyone looked puzzled when they heard this. What family? Are they going to let them go?

The next moment, everyone's expression changed wildly.

Ahura Wanxiang·Avici Hell!

The field unfolds——

Yan Xing put his hands together and showed the world his terrifying and shapeless field of the law of all things for the first time.

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