Unlimited Adaptation

How strong is Yan Xing now?

After breaking through the Lingxuan realm, his life orifice was opened, allowing his physical strength to increase to 150 dragons. What's more terrifying is that the gravity that gravity can exert is five times that of qi.

Such superimposed gravity dragon fists can break mountains and easily destroy them.

"Wow! Puff--"

"Ahem, this is impossible, my water drop barrier, my domain..."

Xue Lun's mouth was filled with blood, and his eyes were shocked. His most proud defensive magical power was the best for physical attacks on the material side, and it could reduce 90%.

But just now, it had no effect at all, and was directly pierced by a punch.

"Haven't you heard that one force can break all laws?"

Yan Xing looked indifferent, slowly pulled out his arm, and was about to understand Xue Lun.

"No! I don't believe it!!"

"You have only been here for a few months, how could you kill me!? I don't believe it--"

Xue Lun looked crazy, raised his hand, and a line of water appeared out of thin air, cutting him in half, breaking away from Yan Xing's arm, and falling into the waves of the blue sea below.

Splash!

The waves rolled, and Xue Lun stepped out of the waves. His body, which was broken into two pieces, was actually connected, but there was still a huge wound on his waist, and blood was flowing.

"When a cultivator reaches the dust realm, his ability to save his life will indeed change dramatically."

Yan Xing's eyes were calm, and his power completely crushed Xue Lun. No matter how the other party struggled, he would only die a little later.

In the dust realm, the flesh and blood particles engraved with the law, the cultivator can already control them, combine, and reconstruct them, and only need to consume consciousness and law energy to drive them.

Xue Lun is a cultivator in the internal organs realm, which means that even if his bones and internal organs are crushed into mud, they can still be reassembled under the guidance of the law.

Unless the attack reaches the particle level and destroys the flesh and blood particles from the root.

Or, if you kill the opponent several times, the opponent's law energy will wither and consciousness will be exhausted, and naturally there will be no way to reassemble the flesh and blood particles.

The dust realm can only be said to have strong recovery ability, which is far from immortality. It is not a concept at all.

Xue Lun now has two fatal points. One is the heart, which is the root of the life orifice. The life orifice is the source of power for cultivators. Once it is severely damaged, it will be either dead or useless.

If Yan Xing did not guess that Liu Lao, who had met him once in Guichoujian, would have suffered a severe blow to the life orifice, and his cultivation would have been directly destroyed by most of it.

Xue Lun is an internal dust, so his skin, blood vessels, and the most fragile head are all irreparable weaknesses.

"Yan Xing!"

"Die with me! Hahaha——"

Xue Lun looked crazy, blood spilled in the blue sea, and a crisp sound suddenly came from the depths of his chest. The next moment, his body dissolved and turned into a vague figure condensed from a pitch-black liquid.

"Self-destruction of the life orifice?"

Yan Xing's eyes moved. In his perception, Xue Lun had turned into a gas-liquid coexistence body at this time. The dark water mist on his body was rolling, which was highly corrosive and toxic.

"Have you run out of tricks?"

Looking at Xue Lun who was attacking at high speed, Yan Xing did not retreat but advanced. Under the push of the gravitational field, he seemed to teleport and appeared directly in front of the opponent.

Close at hand, he ignored the foul-smelling poisonous mist.

Yan Xing looked indifferent, and changed his fist into a palm. The air within a radius of ten thousand feet was gathered in the palm of his hand by gravity. He slowly pushed out his palm, as if it was extremely strenuous. The vast amount of air was compressed again crazily, and a brilliant white light burst out. ŴŴŴ.

"Air·Compression!"

Boom——

Xue Lun was bounded in place by the gravitational field, and he endured this terrifying palm. First, the mist on his body, followed by the liquefied flesh, were all blown into nothingness by the extremely hot high-pressure air.

In just a moment, Xue Lun was left with only a dark skeleton and a shrunken and broken heart in his chest.

"Strange, monster!"

"Is this the gap between ordinary people and evildoers? Haha, ha..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Lun's skeleton turned into powder and drifted away, and his desolate voice was also swallowed up by the wind.

It's over.

Yan Xing's eyes were unusually calm, without excitement, nor the joy of revenge. The one who died was just a small figure, and the real black hand was still out there at large.

Lin Yuan.

He will come back in two or three years.

Yan Xing's eyes showed a thoughtful look. During this period of time, he might be able to do something to improve his strength to the Tongtian realm? This is a bit unrealistic.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yan Xing fell on the Dagger of Justice and Fearlessness. This thing hides a secret that cannot be told. He might be able to start from here. Before Lin Yuan comes back, he will disgust him severely and let this cunning thing suffer a loss.

But where can he learn the secret of the dagger?

Sneak into the Lin family?

Yan Xing shook his head. During the memorial service, he noticed that the Lin family looked at him with a strange look. Now that Xue Lun had been killed, he was not suitable to hide with his identity.

Teacher Lin Yu!

Yes, how could he forget the original owner of this dagger? Yan Xing's eyes lit up and he had an idea.

"Dust to dust, Xue Lun, our grudge is over. Don't worry, I won't attack your Xue family."

Yan Xing looked around. Liuyu Peak and several surrounding mountains were destroyed in the aftermath. Those ancient palaces were also gone.

The Xue family was an insignificant force. Lin Yuan's plan was naturally known to as few people as possible. Don't think too much. The Xue family was not involved. It was just Xue Lun's personal behavior.

If he didn't lose his mind and come to him for revenge, he wouldn't bother to care. Killing innocent people indiscriminately would tarnish his image in Feixian.

Yan Xing looked up at the empty void, cupped his hands, and then turned around and left.

"genius!"

"evildoer!"

"The Immortal Eyes of this kind of monster are far inferior to him. No, in the hundreds of billions of years of history of Feixian Cave, there are only a handful of monsters with such amazing talents."

The breeze blew away the clouds, revealing several figures behind them, all dressed in scarlet robes, with blood-red nameplates hung around their waists, with the word "Law Enforcement" on them, full of murderous intent.

"Let's go. Do you know how to write a dossier when we get back?"

"Well, the villain Xue Lun betrayed Feixian and colluded with Yinfen. Today, he was executed on Liugui Peak."

"good!"

Before he finished speaking, the figure had disappeared.

The people from the Law Enforcement Department, in a few words, erased all the information about Yan Xing.

On the ground, atop a high mountain, a lone ancient tree trembled, its branches and leaves rustling, as if something had violently entered it and it was unbearable.

The bark twisted, squeezing out a human face with slightly moving lips.

"Master, you made a mistake this time. Does a monster like Yan Xing still need disciples to protect him?"

"Haha, it's so scary!"

"The son of gods and demons? No, no, no, now I believe that he is the reincarnation of gods and demons."

Xian Qiuming's eyebrows trembled slightly as he looked at Yan Xing's tall figure disappearing from his sight. In a daze, he seemed to have seen the scene in front of the mirror.

"Yan Xing, why are you here?" 』

"For strength. 』

"Scary guy!"

Xian Qiuming took a deep breath, his face twisted, and disappeared into the trunk of the tree.

Farther away, on top of a tall tower, there were two figures standing on the railing.

"Sister, when you asked me to come earlier, I was still a little reluctant. Now I know I was wrong and my trip was not in vain."

The young man in white robe, holding a folding fan, has an elegant and calm temperament, and his face is full of wonder.

"It is a worthwhile trip to witness such figures rising like the blazing sun."

Wang Wenqian, the fifth eldest son of the Wang family, is only a few years older than Wang Li, but his cultivation and talents are world-class.

Bah--

Wang Baoer's expression was cold, and the blue-purple lightning flashed fiercely in his eyes. His gaze seemed to span thousands of mountains and rivers, staring at the ruins of Liubu Peak.

"Fifth brother, have you noticed that Yan Xing looks a lot like him."

"he?"

Wang Wenqian looked stunned and guessed who the person Wang Baoer was talking about. The folding fan in his hand suddenly froze in the air, and he was extremely shocked.

"Sister, isn't it true? This punishment is indeed perverted, but that guy is..."

Royal power!

It does not refer to a certain person, this is the inheritance of the Wang family, and only the head of the family of each generation can bear this name.

The "royal power" of this generation has already been born.

"I think Yan Xing has more potential than King Quan. Fifth brother, you don't understand."

After that, Wang Baoer walked away in the air, as if walking on flat ground. Every step she took in the void seemed to be supported by a magical force.

It's not a domain, it's not law energy, and it doesn't have any spiritual energy fluctuations.

"This, this is..."

Wang Wenqian's eyes widened, and he seemed not to notice that the folding fan he loved in his hand was crushed into powder.

Sister, she really succeeded! ?

She actually successfully merged the two laws of Taiyi Purple Lightning and Titanium Extreme Magnetic Divine Light!

"Unparalleled·The Four Fundamental Forces of the Universe·Electromagnetic Force! 』

"Sister, when it comes to others, aren't you also a monster?"

Wang Wenqian murmured in a low voice. After a long time, he came back to his senses and subconsciously shook his hand, but he couldn't feel a breath of wind.

"Oh, I'll go! My precious fan——"