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With a smile on his face, Yang Xu didn't seem to put the mad son in his eyes.

However, his words were by no means talked about.

Moan!

In the hands of Yang Xu, Linhuang Divine Sword suddenly burst into billions of rays of light, and a golden sun, filled with the divine and inviolable awe-inspiring power, slashed towards the crimson axe of the mad son.

Yang Xu stared at the crimson axe with a pair of eyes:

He will use this sword to verify his own idea.

really.

Unsurprisingly, it was when his "Sacred Sacrifice · Tianyao" was about to be slaughtered on the big red axe.

The son of Madness's arm shook, and suddenly, the side where he was was empty, and it seemed to become twisted.

There is a fluctuation of the power of space and time in the past era, which burst out from the big red axe.

Ling Deyangxu's sword seemed to be completely absent.

"!!"

This scene made De Yangxu's pupils shrink suddenly:

"Sure enough!"

"This magical axe actually contains the power of time and space... No, to be precise, it contains the power of the past, which can put the crazy son in the past era!"

Yang Xu's sword from the present, of course, can't hit the crazy sons of the past era.

This axe turned out to be a rare magic weapon of time!

"Hahaha, interesting, son of Madness, you have brought a decent baby this time."

"Two more tricks, I am about to take this **** axe!"

Yang Xu laughed loudly and excitedly.

The laughter's wild and domineering, if the person does not know the truth, he will definitely think that he is the son of madness.

opposite.

The crazy son was irritated by Yang Xu's brave words, without a word, he directly exerted his most brutal effort:

"Crazy blood, burn me!"

"Don't go crazy, don't survive, mad throne, I have done so much for you, now it is your turn to feed me!"

"Crazy power, kill me!"

Boom!

Behind the void of the crazy son, a red air burst suddenly.

This red airflow can't tell what attribute it is, like qi, like resentment, like psionic energy, and like qi and blood.

Because it was too fierce, it seemed to turn into a towering crimson pillar standing behind the mad son.

Actually, the void above his head was torn directly.

Yang Xu's pupil flashed slightly, and suddenly found that in the tears of the torn universe void, there was a strange shadow of the throne, a bright red color all over the body, and a strange blood on it. I don't know where the **** and demon came from, and it was constantly flowing.

This throne is surrounded by a large blood-red cocoon, like a planet flying around the stars, and a bright red waterfall falls.

"Crazy power, bring it!"

The mad son snapped his big hand at the bright red throne above his head.

Suddenly, humming, humming!

The bright red throne, with a slight shock, a large blood-red cocoon suddenly split open, ejecting the strange energy of the bright red.

These bright red energies are poured on the bright red throne, and there is a bright and delicate flower blooming and blooming from the throne.

Simultaneously.

A stream of bright red energy flowed down from the throne, drooping, muttering, muttering!

All infused into the body of the mad son.

boom! boom!

The breath of the child of madness almost skyrocketed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bright red axe in his hand also became unprecedented horror, as if it were a huge blood mountain, caught in the hand by a son of madness.

"Hahaha, interesting, you are much more interesting than the son of war."

Yang Xu smiled.

He found that this crazy son looks crazy, but before coming to this era, he must be fully prepared.

if not.

He could not directly summon the bright red mad throne to come.

The guy like the son of war failed to get such terrifying energy from the throne of war.

"Hey, rotten sugarcane... ah no, beat the whip, people are so hard-working, is it time for you to play?"

When Yang Xu flipped his hand, a stick with a dark body and no calendar could be seen.

It is the whiplash.

This whipping whip, a body of chaotic air entwined all over the body, resembling gray rather than gray and black and black.

As soon as it appeared, it attracted the curious eyes of the mad son, wondering what magic weapon Yang Xu would use to confront his crazy **** axe.

Where do you know.

When I saw Yang Xu's hand, there was a stick that didn't fall.

Crazy Son's eyes widened:

"You... are you going to use this broken stick to fight my crazy axe?"

His voice just fell.

Not waiting for Yang Xu to answer him. "Hey, hello! That little lunatic over there... Please don't talk nonsense, please arrange me in such a way, be careful I accuse you of slander... Really, what is a broken stick? People are whipping it, okay? , Even the devil can fight supreme

Invincible...stick! "

The whip of the whip whip, and began to wordy again, a lot of bits and pieces in his mouth.

The mad son on the opposite side was stunned again:

I go!

Why is there so many weird things in the hands of Yang Xu, a human kid? A talking stick?

Could it be said that this stick is so powerful that it has already been born a spirit?

For a time.

Crazy Son would never dare to look down on this gray stick, a pair of scarlet eyes, staring at the whipping.

This sight, the son of madness suddenly found out, on this whip whip, there was even a magic energy.

Sensing this obscure energy fluctuation, the Son of Madness's eyes widened:

"This is... wild power! Impossible! How can you mobilize wild power?"

"Wild power?"

Yang Xu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This guy is in charge of the power of chaos.

And it sounds like people in the past cannot use the power of chaos?

"Interestingly, now I am more and more interested in your past times. Would you like to go on a trip that says go away?"

Yang Xu's eyes flickered and stared at the son of Madness. The strange look, like an old hunter, looked at his prey:

"If you want to travel, of course, you need an indigenous guide. I think this kid is good."

"You... what do you want to do?"

The crazy son looked at Yang Xu staring at his weird eyes and inexplicably felt his heart burst.

But just in a flash.

The opposite Yang Xu, like a cloud, suddenly dissipated.

On top of the crazy son’s head, a thunderous burst of sound, the void collapsed, and a stick of black paint, just as menacing, smashed towards him head-on: “Official notice to you: you and your axe, I am Yang Xuquan is all about it!"