Chapter 1622

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"How to choose?"

"Shouldn't I have the answer already..."

If the end of prosperity is a foregone conclusion, let it bloom with the last flourishing fireworks. The most beautiful time of fireworks is when they disappear and turn into flying sparks.

Xia Yi stood in the center of the pillar of fire, stretched out his hand and looked at his skin that was still peeling off and his flesh and blood that was still dissipating. He clenched his fists and then opened his hands. This pillar of fire, the flames that enveloped the sparks, all rolled back. Rushing towards Xia Yi's body.

There are many memories in these flames, all of which are the memories of the Xuanhuang people who are integrated into the fire. Xia Yi even saw how Xia Zheng lived in his childhood.

Deep in the palace, parents were plotted to death and brothers killed each other. Under the illusion of national peace and prosperity, the senior officials of Daxia were incompetent and muddle along. The older generation spent all day thinking about how to seize power, and the younger generation also spent all day in the palace. They compete for petty profits, or even have no benefit at all. Just to fight for face, they will become red-faced and even fight.

This act resulted in the tragic death of many innocent people.

Xia Zheng was tired of all this and had almost no desire to live. He was like a walking corpse until one day he accidentally came into contact with the real history of Daxia and saw the mountains, seas, Kunlun and the prosperous years recorded in the Xuanhuang ancient books. His young heart found a living goal for himself.

To be a person who gives wholeheartedly for something, not for the people he robs. He wants to be a person who is completely opposite to the things he hates. But to do this, he first became the type of person he hates most for a long time. .

Fortunately, he succeeded in being himself in the end, even if only Xia Yi witnessed it.

The heart of the tyrant of Great Xia is supremely benevolent.

The endless flames burned Xia Yi. Xia Yi raised his head and looked through the flames at Xuanhuang on the other side of the starry sky. This might be his last battle. In any case, at least he showed Xuanhuang's style.

In the fire, Xia Yi's vitality was rekindled. He clenched the only weapon in his hand, a black iron spear. There were hundreds of millions of enemies, but he was only one person. This was a battle that was impossible to win.

But...so what?

He will remain unyielding until death, until Shura is disintegrated. Even if his soul dissipates and he will be destroyed forever, as long as his will still exists, he will remain undefeated. He will break through the underworld and start all over again!

"Great Flame...the Emperor of Heaven changes!"

With a whisper, the flames that burned the entire star gradually dissipated. The fire pillar emitted a fierce light, like the newborn sun. The flame was the only thing that could be seen at this moment. All the venerables of the immortal clan raised their eyebrows and felt a trace of difficulty. verbal threats.

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Xia Yi felt a kind of will at this moment. He watched helplessly as his flesh and blood turned into the fire element that made up the flames. The color of the flames began to change, and everything around him was covered by golden light. However, this was not the empty thing of the immortals. The bright gold is a restrained and simple golden glow.

A kind of dark golden fire, the flame of blood, Haotian Tower calls it Xihuo. This ancient inheritance was before Yanhuang. Xia Yi awakened a long time ago, but it was useless at the time. He got Yangyan again in the future, and even more It had not been activated, but at this moment Xia Yi felt the horror of the fire of blood inheritance.

This is actually an unquenchable fire that can be self-sufficient in burning, draw the power of the avenue and then continue to burn. If it is not extinguished, the Xihuo will burn forever, and the unquenchable fire will naturally give Xia Yi Xia Yi's endless strength allowed Xia Yi to briefly return to his peak.

But, it is also the final reflection.

Finally, the flames dissipated, leaving only the fire around Xia Yi's body. Hundreds of millions of immortal enemies looked at Xia Yi, and there were as many as thirty venerables in front of him, including several demigods.

As for the strongest one, his aura is even stronger than Xia Yi at the moment. After all, Xia Yi is only a temporary false god, how can he compare with the real sub-god.

The so-called Yashen is the last realm below God. Ya means the next best, and Yashen is the existence that is inferior to God.

The two looked at each other, without words or communication, only the endless killing intent in their eyes.

To the immortals, the fire on Xia Yi's body is the enemy fire that has burned the Central Heavenly Palace for hundreds of thousands of years. To Xia Yi, the immortals are the enemy that has destroyed Xuanhuang hundreds of times. The hatred between the two is irreconcilable. We live together.

"Feather up and ascend!"

Without a word of nonsense, Xia Yi directly turned into a giant made of flames and blocked the sky. He took a photo of the dense army of immortals with one palm. Xia Yi wanted to reduce the combat power of the immortals as much as possible, but The most powerful saint in the Immortal Clan didn't give him any chance. He went directly to the giant palm that Xia Yi had taken and pointed a finger at it. This finger actually broke Xia Yi's palm pressure. .

After a while, Xia Yi returned to his original size. The strongest saint in the immortal clan stepped forward with the intention of continuing to fight Xia Yi. He had no intention of letting the soldiers behind him attack Xia Yi. Xia Yi was very strong now. He knew , so they deserve to be taken seriously.

But Xia Yi knew that he didn't have much time. How could he fight alone with the strongest saint of the Immortal Clan? He wanted to kill the enemy rather than compete!

"Tread on the heavens!"

The tenth of the Qingyun Nine Arts was activated with all his strength, and Xia Yi cut through the void with an extremely powerful sword.

He quickly arrived among the immortal soldiers, and even the strongest saint of the immortal clan had time to stop him. He was very strong, but his speed was indeed not as fast as Xia Yi. Even if his spiritual mind could keep up with Xia Yi, The reaction was still a step too late.

"Humans and martial arts are united, gods are coming, and the power of heaven is unleashed!"

Arriving among the immortal soldiers, Xia Yi swept across with all his strength. All the immortal soldiers within Xia Yi's attack range immediately lost their heads. Those flames were more likely to be contagious and burned wantonly among the immortal soldiers. No one was needed. Going to give orders, the others immediately dispersed, not rescuing those around them at all to prevent themselves from being infected by the dark gold fire. This indifference and decisiveness prevented Xia Yi from killing too many people with this move.

However, the ruthless move was still behind. Xia Yi directly projected a spear. This spear penetrated the crowd and shattered everything. Anyone who was hit by the wind of the spear would be seriously injured. Moreover, this spear was extremely fast, and no one could compare with him. Blockable.

A certain venerable immediately took action to stop the spear, so he moved in front of the spear. Other venerables also swarmed up and besieged Xia Yi. The strongest venerable of the immortal clan was not idle and rushed to the front.

However, Xia Yi just turned around and used the chaos-space-changing technique to suddenly reach behind the projected spear. In front of the spear was an immortal saint who had grasped the tip of the spear with both hands. Xia Yi's sudden appearance made him very It was unexpected, but what was even more unexpected was yet to come.

Xia Yi seemed to have planned it for a long time. After grabbing the spear again, he used his real strength. As the spear spread to the Immortal Clan Holy Lord.

Xia Yi then continued to increase his strength, trying to kill the holy master completely, but there were too many people from the immortal clan. The remaining strong men immediately reacted and chanted the spell in unison, which seemed to be some kind of binding technique. Xia Yi immediately felt that it was difficult for his body to move, and the saint who had been pierced through his Dantian was still holding the spear tightly.

Unless Xia Yi discards his weapon, it is impossible to escape.

"Kaitianjin!"

Xia Yi held the gun with both hands and suddenly pulled back. He took the spear back by force and immediately moved away. However, his back was still injured by a bright sword light. It was the strongest saint in the immortal clan. He had been looking for opportunities to kill directly. Die Xia Yi.

None of the other saints moved, and they all continued to chant spells to prevent Xia Yi from turning over. Even the saint who was injured by Xia Yi also healed his injuries away from the crowd.

More than thirty saints, without the dignity of a strong man, used the most reliable plan to deal with Xia Yi, and the immortal soldiers fled in all directions. Even if Xia Yi wanted to pursue him, he would definitely expose his flaws to The most powerful venerable of the Immortal Clan.

The disparity in combat power was so great that Xia Yi was completely targeted. Even with the power of the pseudo-god and even the assistance of the Great Flame Emperor, it was just to prevent him from being killed instantly.

When it comes to Tianling, Xia Yi is almost capable of dominating, but in front of the Immortal Clan, he can only protect himself.

"Xuanhuang's power, Qingyun and Luankong's spells, no matter which one will make you deserve death. Your power comes from the Eight-pole Furnace of Emperor Daofa, right? Our fairy clan has also collected a few, but The experimenter only got the power of a stick of incense and died under the calamity."

"And you, even if you can outgrow a stick of incense, where can you go?"

The most powerful Saint of the Immortal Clan was well-informed and recognized where Xia Yi's power came from at a glance. He raised his head and glanced at the red clouds and red thunder above, and there was even a mocking smile on his face.

"It's really a fool's errand to think that this kind of power can deal with our immortal clan."

Xia Yi's life has entered a countdown, and they don't need to pay attention at all. Just fight back and guard against this dying beast, but don't fight him forcefully, otherwise you will lose money if you get hurt.

Xia Yi did not answer. This is how the Immortal clan behaves. They will only choose the most reasonable plan and will not take risks at all. They did not even attack him, but wanted to drag him to death directly.

In a sense, this is more difficult for Xia Yi to accept than dying in battle. Death in battle can at least replace countless immortals, and even if you are lucky, you can replace many immortal saints.

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Xia Yi stood in the crowd. Hundreds of millions of soldiers were not easy to evacuate. No matter how uniform the movements of the immortal soldiers were, they were still a large army and the evacuation speed was limited.

Don't even think about dealing with the Holy Lord now. The Immortal Clan is on guard against this. Xia Yi can only find ways to attack the ordinary soldiers of the Immortal Clan. Once they are attacked by him, everyone below the Holy Emperor will almost die, and the Immortal Clan can't guard against it. live!

"Tread on the heavens."

"Chaotic space changes world."

Using the power of the shackles of the avenue, Xia Yi further violated the taboo, ignored the spells cast by the saints on him, and continued to jump into the immortal soldiers to kill indiscriminately. There was no morality in Xia Yi's eyes, and he only picked on the weak to kill.

Xia Yi will not give priority to any strong person who seems to have some resistance.

Xia Yi knew his purpose very well. He must kill as many people from the immortal clan as possible now!

The Saints of the Immortal Clan, including the strongest Saint of the Immortal Clan, could not stop Xia Yi, so they simply ordered to divide into formations, and thirty Saints rushed to different places to protect their people.

Xia Yi relied on his extreme speed and did not say a word to the saint at all. He just picked on the weak to kill. The number of the immortal army was not small. How could the thirty saints protect them all? Xia Yi relied on this shameless tactics.

It has claimed the lives of tens of thousands of immortal soldiers.

However, tens of thousands is not much, and it is just a drop in the bucket compared to the total number of hundreds of millions. Xia Yi used all his strength to use Qingyun's Tenth Judgment and Chaos Kong Changing Realm. The immortal saints were indeed unable to catch it, but Xia Yi could not keep it up forever. With such extreme speed, sooner or later he will get tired.

Therefore, the Immortal Saints figured out this problem and simply accepted this fact. They stopped worrying and started practicing on the spot, letting Xia Yi kill to see how many he could kill. When Xia Yi was tired of killing, it would be his. Death date.

And Xia Yi also understood this directly. Of course, he was not simply venting his anger. Xia Zheng was right. Even if he could use the power of Great Flame, he would not be able to get any benefit from the immortal clan with such a huge disparity in combat power. , without Great Yantian, it would be difficult for him to even kill one person from the Immortal Clan.

And now the saints seem to have given up, but in fact they are preparing to set up a formation, and it is still a big formation of heaven and earth. They want to directly imprison Xia Yi. Thirty powerful saints set up the formation together, and the speed is so fast, and it is even faster. Feeling sorry for the resources in his hands, in order to prevent Xia Yi from escaping, he took action with the Heaven and Earth Formation.

Soon, Xia Yi hit the wall and was blocked by the translucent barrier, unable to take another step forward. Moreover, the formation continued to shrink, reducing the space for Xia Yi to move. The eyes of several saints from the Immortal Clan were full of ridicule, and they looked at them. From a personal perspective, Xia Yi is just a fast ant.

Once caught, Xia Yi had no power to resist.

"The Great Formation of Heaven and Earth, you really think highly of me."

These saints looked like they were ready to give up before, but then suddenly changed their minds. Sure enough, any action of the immortal clan was not trustworthy, but setting up the heaven and earth formation at this time was simply asking for trouble. This formation was obviously temporary. The arrangement, even the entrance and exit identification has not been done yet, everything in the formation has been isolated, including the fairy soldiers themselves.

Even though there are thirty saints in this formation, Xia Yi's next method is enough for the immortals to drink a pot.

Xia Yi first waved his hand to create a dark golden fire. The immortal saints moved quickly and surrounded Xia Yi regardless of the sacrifices of ordinary soldiers. Those soldiers were even more tenacious. Once they were infected by Xihuo, they would immediately stay in place. Stop and wait for death, never run around and infect others.

This made the spread of Xihuo extremely limited. It only infected less than a hundred people and was extinguished by a saint. The unity of the immortal clan is terrible. An ordinary soldier can wait for death without saying a word. An ordinary immortal clan member All possess the hard-won heroic spirit.

How terrifying this is, how terrifying the immortal army is.

It was as if they would never be defeated no matter what they encountered. This was an unrivaled peak army with no flaws or weaknesses.

Even if he entered the crowd and charged, the immortal soldiers did not mess up their position, and still retreated at the original speed, making it extremely difficult for Xia Yi to kill an immortal person, but the more Xia Yi did it, the more proud he felt.

It once surpassed the Xuanhuang of the Immortal Clan, and how dazzling the Xuanhuang was at that time! !

White ash began to linger around Xia Yi. I don't know how these strange white ash were produced. When the saints of the immortal clan felt the breath of white ash, their faces changed drastically, and they no longer looked like they were sure of victory.

Xia Yi sacrificed the hard-won vitality given to him by Xihuo. These vitalities were transformed by Xuanhuang's unyielding blood, allowing the dead ashes to be generated in an instant, and they had spread all over the formation in just a few breaths.

Among the millions of soldiers of the immortal tribe, there is no way to resist the erosion of death ash. Only the Great Sage can barely save his life. The all-pervasive death ash penetrates into the bodies of the immortal soldiers, eating them up and turning them into more death ash. This trend is completely impossible. spread.

The fairy race is still fundamentally a human race, and the evil god's methods are inherently terrifying and lethal to the human race.

Continue to dodge, continue to sneak attack on those great saints and saint kings, this heaven and earth formation is completely a closed tomb, the immortal saints are looking at each other, how to stop this, is it to open the formation?

"I didn't expect that this kid still has the origin of the evil god. This is an oversight. Don't open the formation to prevent the white ash from infecting other people. Although the loss of one million in battle makes me feel distressed, but I don't want to die to save half a million. More."

Although the death ashes are powerful, it does not take time to take effect. The weakest soldiers die first. If the large formation is opened, at least two-thirds can be saved. However, in order to prevent the death ashes from spreading, the immortals would rather sacrifice the large formation. everyone within.

When Xia Yi saw that the formation had not been opened, even he felt an indescribable shock. These were millions of compatriots, and even the immortals who could obviously be saved did not save them!

What are their hearts made of! !

"snort……"

Xia Yi gritted his teeth, forget it, if you want to give it away, why don't I refuse to accept it? I'll kill a million of your soldiers first to pay off the debt. In order to trap him and prevent the ashes from spreading, the immortal clan easily accepted the sacrifice of millions of people without blinking an eye.

Xia Yi looked at the dying immortals. There was no fear in their eyes, only plainness. They were completely like ruthless machines. However, some people did show a touch of sadness before they died. They obviously also had feelings. What allowed them to accept death so calmly?

"For the great glory of our clan, please take the first step. We will kill Xuanhuang until no one is left."

The strongest saint of the immortal clan stood on a high place and announced that the soldiers became more calm, and even the fear of death was gone. The morale of the immortal clan increased instead of decreasing, and the morale of the immortal soldiers outside the formation was like a rainbow. I can't wait to rush to Xuanhuang immediately to kill him.

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Xia Yi was shocked by the fearlessness of the immortal army. This was not a certain general or a strong enemy with a great will, but every soldier had this spirit. What kind of strong enemy has Xuan Huang been facing all this time? , why hundreds of generations have ended in failure, all this is not unreasonable.

Xia Yi understood what he was contending with. Perhaps it was the times, or perhaps he was an enemy of true justice. The immortal clan with this kind of spirit was undoubtedly the real progress. Although it was cruel to external enemies, it had almost no influence on internal affairs. Flawless, everyone can sacrifice their ego for the sake of big goals.

The immortal race may not be a perfect race, but it is much better than the ordinary race. If the immortal race is allowed to rule the human race, even the innate evil will not be able to find an opportunity to take advantage of it, but even so...

Even so...

Xia Yi will continue to kill enemies. He does not recognize the immortal clan. If he is born as an immortal, he may be proud of the immortal clan and is willing to fight for the immortal clan for his whole life. But if he is born as a Xuanhuang, then he should kill all Xuanhuangs. enemy!

"Dahuang - Burying Heaven!"

Xia Yi mobilized the power of the Great Wild Evil God with all his strength, and endless ashes spread from Xia Yi's body. More than thirty saints from the immortal clan sneered. Xia Yi has been trapped in the great formation of heaven and earth. No matter how hard he struggles, it is in vain. That's all, just massacre these soldiers.

The Immortal Clan can afford this loss.

"This person must be Xuanhuang's strongest person, and he seems to be the Heavenly Lord of Heavenly Spirit. If he is destroyed, Xuanhuang will be dead in name only."

The most powerful Saint of the Immortal Clan, who is the Lord of the Southern Heavenly Palace, knows a little bit about Xia Yi. He has heard of Xia Yi's name. After all, he is the first person in the Heavenly Spirit to fight against the Immortal. At the same time, he is also Xuanhuang. The strongest one, Xia Yi's burst of strength at this moment is still impressive to them, but it is just the last struggle before disappearing.

"Nantian Immortal Lord, I heard that this person is still an innate Taoist. Do you want to save your life and capture him back to our clan to use his bloodline?"

An immortal saint next to Nantian Immortal was interested in Xia Yi's physique. This was a human holy body. If used well, the immortal blood could reach a higher level.

"I know, but it's a pity that this body has been contaminated by Xuanhuang's visceral blood. Although our immortal clan tolerates the blood of all things, Xuanhuang's blood must not flow. This is the hatred of the race and the principle of us immortal people."

There was no doubt that the Immortal Clan had the ability to dominate the starry sky back then. If it weren't for Xuanhuang, the Immortal Clan would have already been the masters of the starry sky. If it weren't for Xuanhuang, they would have changed their names today. If it weren't for Xuanhuang, the Immortal Clan wouldn't be in the same position. We also have to take into account the great world of Taoism. At that time, the Immortal Clan had five emperors who crowned the starry sky, and the names of the five immortal emperors were like thunder in the starry sky.

"Yes, although it's a pity for the holy body, the black and yellow blood cannot be tolerated."

The other Immortal Clan Lords also immediately agreed with Nantian Celestial Lord's meaning. Their hatred for Xuanhuang had made them ignore the innate Taoist body, not to mention that this was a mortal Taoist body that the Celestial Clan could not save even if they wanted to.

Even the great formation of heaven and earth they arranged could not stop that calamity, and it continuously split through the void and split on Xia Yi's body.

When the density of death around him dropped, the Nantian Immortal Lord took a step forward, and the other Immortal Saints immediately followed. This meant taking action. The stronger Xia Yi is now, the weaker he will become in the future. Kill Xia Yi as soon as possible. They will also attack Xuanhuang.

Speaking of which, Xia Yi's head can be held in his hand to humiliate the Xuanhuang people.

At the center of the deathly storm, Xia Yi also felt that the thirty saints of the immortal clan had acted at the same time. These saints did not even block it for their own people, for fear of wasting their own fighting power, and even deliberately let themselves kill their clansmen. to consume oneself.

There is no doubt that the immortal clan faced him with all their energy, not giving him or Xuanhuang any chance to turn around. They were ridiculously powerful, cautious enough, ruthless and incomprehensible, and their will was extremely tenacious.

Being an enemy of such a race, Xuanhuang's defeat has long been doomed. It is an irreversible reality like common sense. Maybe Xuanhuang's more than seven billion people burn themselves, and Xia Yi can completely destroy the army of immortals, but Xuanhuang definitely has no such awareness. Even if it exists, Xuanhuang is almost dead.

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