Chapter 1557: A Mere Traitorous Spirit Beast

In an instant, a heart-rending wail pierced the sky, shocking the sky!

Golden light bursts out from Taixiao's body, like a ray of light rising out of the sky at dawn.

His crystal clear hands were soaked in blood at this moment, but they were still stirring inside his body.

In an instant, golden bones were pulled out of his body, each with ancient and mysterious lines, as if recording the ancient secrets of the ancient Immortal Clan.

"Click——"

With a crisp sound, Taixiao broke his spine!

The imperial bone carrying supreme power was suspended in the air, exuding a heart-stopping pressure. The surrounding vitality was distorted by this huge force, forming terrifying and deep vortices.

Uh-huh!

Taixiao formed seals with his hands, and mysterious Dao lines appeared all over his body. These Dao lines represented his lifelong cultivation, but at this moment, they were shattered one by one under his will.

Every time a rune was broken, Taixiao's aura weakened, and his figure became rickety.

However, the next scene made the ancient immortal monks in Sikong lose their voices in shock.

Taixiao's eyes widened, and two golden flames ignited in his eyes!

The flame quickly spread to his whole body, covering his entire body. It was the burning power of blood, the burning dignity of the ancient royal family, and the burning of the last stubbornness of a strong man.

In the golden flames, Taixiao's figure gradually blurred, as if he was about to turn into ashes in the flames. However, his voice became louder and louder:

"I, Taixiao, have repaid the kindness bestowed upon me by the Ancient Immortal Clan today. From now on, all kindness and righteousness will be cut off!"

Before he finished speaking, an earth-shattering wave of law erupted from Taixiao's body, and golden flames soared into the sky, turning into a bright beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

In the sky, there are dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the image of crying from the sky is rolling in...

The earth is trembling, the mountains and rivers are wailing, and the entire Xuantian Immortal Tree is swaying low.

Remove the emperor's bones.

Break the foundation.

Burning blood.

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In the Three Thousand Worlds, the most powerful prodigy of the contemporary era, one man against many on the Immortal Hong Road, suppressed the Eighteenth Immortal Pass, and hunted down the Immortal Spirit Root Meng Sheng's existence. This ended in shock in front of everyone's eyes.

The eyes of the ancient royal monks were trembling, and they did not dare to look up.

The ancient Immortal Clan monks felt as if they were struck by lightning in an instant, and their faces were all ashen. Their eyes flashed with complex emotions such as disbelief, fear, and regret.

Some even fell to their knees and covered their faces with their hands, not daring to look directly at this horrific scene. Some were trembling all over and their teeth were chattering, as if they were in the Jiuyou Cold Prison. Some were looking up to the sky and roaring, their voices filled with emotion. Pathos and regret.

There was a heavy atmosphere in the world, making everyone breathless.

However, the eyes of the elders of the Ancient Imperial Clan were filled with sky-burning rage. They were so angry that every hair on their head stood on end...

Their anger was that Taixiao was so impulsive, and that he dared to challenge the majesty of the Taigu Imperial Clan under the Xuantian Immortal Tree!

I hate that iron cannot become steel!

"Tai Xiao." The ancient emperor stood on the mountain in the distance, his voice was like thunder, and there was also a look of disbelief in his eyes. He also did not expect Tai Xiao to be so decisive...

This boy has had great ambitions since he was a child, and has traveled far and wide across the world. They have never interfered or paid much attention to his growth, because a truly strong man never needs to grow up under the wings of his elders.

But now, just for this mere rebellious spiritual beast... why is it like this!

The Taikoo Emperor's expression was as ugly as ever. Even when he faced the Five Elements Taoist, he had never shown such an expression before, and he could not understand Tai Xiao's actions at all.

"I can predict the winds and clouds of the world and the general trend of the ages, but I still can't see through the Taoist heart of the immortal cultivator..." The ancient emperor's eyes could not hide the pain, and he seemed to be a little older for a moment.

He could have stopped him forcefully, but for some reason, he hesitated at that moment and did not take any action.

Under the Xuantian tree.

Taixiao was covered in blood, from head to toe, soaking his cheeks and soaking his body.

His head was hunched, his back was hunched, and the ground was a pool of blood.

Bang...

Taixiao was half-kneeling on the ground. He supported his knees with one hand, and drops of scarlet blood fell on the ground. He stood up unsteadily, but this small movement made his whole body crackle.

He stepped on the blood on the ground, walked step by step towards Long Yuan's dragon head, and carried it.

Ding bell~

A storage ring slipped from Taixiao's fingertips and slid into a pool of blood like quicksand. He didn't even look at it.

He was in ragged clothes, with a hunched body, and walked away shakily carrying the dragon's head without saying another word.

Taixiao has no cultivation now.

Logically speaking, he couldn't carry the dragon's head, and he couldn't even leave his ancestral land. With a mortal body, it would be impossible for him to leave even if he walked for ten, a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand years.

But Taixiao didn't hesitate. Wherever he went and wherever he fell, it was the burial place of immortals. Heaven and earth were his burial place and had nothing to do with Xuantian Realm or Taikoo Mirror Heaven Realm.

"Brother Taixiao...!" A mournful cry came from behind him.

"Senior Taixiao!" A monk from the Taikoo royal family paid homage with deep sorrow in his voice.

"Rebel..." There was an elder from the Ancient Immortal Clan in mid-air who was so angry that he vomited out immortal blood, looking like he was possessed.

He looked humbly at the group of Primordial Emperor monks and the Primordial Emperor on the mountain in the distance, begging you to give him a way to survive! Even if it is left to fend for itself!

The ancient emperor was silent and closed his eyes slightly.

"Taixiao, you killed a member of your own clan, the Ancient Emperor Clan. You are guilty of the heinous crime and should be sent to the Ten Thousand Hells. Do you want to just walk away?!"

A roar of anger was like thunder, shaking the void.

A cultivator from the Ancient Emperor Clan, with a distorted face, red eyes, and a monstrous anger, suddenly swelled in the air, like a volcano about to erupt, and blasted a palm towards Taixiao.

Boom!

This palm was like the collapse of the sky and the cracks around Taixiao.

The land around Taixiao seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

The towering ancient trees collapsed with a roar, countless broken stones flew, rolling up smoke and dust, covering the sky and the sun, and the violent air waves were like a materialized blade, instantly tearing Taixiao's eardrums.

However, facing this earth-shattering blow, Taixiao seemed not to feel it.

He still hunched over, holding the dragon head tightly behind his back, and walked forward step by step on the devastated land. Although his steps were slow, he was firm and unwavering, as if the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth behind him had nothing to do with him.

"Tai Xiao!!"

Another roar, this time it was not just a sound, but more like an invisible shock wave. The sky was covered with dark clouds and flashes of lightning, which actually obscured the weeping of the sky. The earth trembled again, the rocks collapsed, and the dust flew.

Finally, Tai Xiao stopped.