Chapter 499 False God Realm

Chapter 499 False God Realm

In the arena, blood has flowed into rivers, and there are countless broken limbs and broken arms.

And those warriors who watched the battle also flashed far away, because they felt that something big would happen next.

Sure enough, when all the masters of the Shangqing Palace were beheaded by the demons, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky and stood above the Thousand Corpse Arena.

When he appeared, the movements of Ye Xuan and the black-eyed old man instantly stiffened, and both of them couldn't move their bodies. All they could do was blink and speak.

Not only them, but even those magician masters and tens of thousands of spectators from 10,000 meters away were the same, all of them could not move.

The whole world seemed to freeze.

"What's the matter, why can't I move?"

"I can't move either, my heart is beating so fast."

"Look, there is one more person on the ring!"

Everyone stared at it and found the young man in white who ran out of the arena at an unknown time.

The Rakshasa Gate is all black, the Green Ghost League is all blue, and the Shangqing Palace is white, but the only person in the Shangqing Palace is the black-eyed old man.

The young man in white, holding a folding fan, looked at Ye Xuan in surprise, and muttered to himself: "Oh, the similarity of bloodlines is so high, tsk tsk tsk, it seems to be the illegitimate child of a certain clan. !"

No one understood his words, and no one knew who he was referring to.

However, Ye Xuan understood that the young man in white was talking about him.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

Ye Xuan's heartbeat was almost bursting at this time, and he felt that he had a wonderful connection with this young man in white.

"Divine Soul Realm?"

Ye Xuan secretly said in his heart.

This young man in white can make tens of thousands of people unable to move just by the coercion of his appearance. His strength is definitely not in the Soul Essence Realm.

"No, he's not in the Divine Soul Realm!"

The voice of the Demon Lord suddenly sounded in Ye Xuan's mind: "I have seen a master in the Divine Soul Realm before, and he did not give me such a strong coercion, let alone immobilize everyone. This young man in white is a virtual god. territory."

What?

False God Realm?

Ye Xuan's eyes glared at the boss. He had seen the master of the Divine Soul Realm before, that is, the middle-aged man who killed the injured flying dragon in the Tang Dynasty.

However, now, he has actually seen a False God realm powerhouse, and the other party's age is similar to him, which makes him feel impossible no matter what he thinks.

But it is also true that there are only masters of the virtual god realm. The tens of thousands of people who live in the scene can be shocked by their aura alone. Even the black-eyed old man who has opened up the heavenly veins stands in the air like a sculpture.

At this time, the young man in white suddenly turned his gaze to Ye Xuan's right hand, and said in shock, "Oh? The Sword of the Eight Desolate Sword God? I know who you are..."

"Who?"

Ye Xuan widened his eyes.

Is the Eight Desolate Sword God the master of the Eight Desolation Sword?

"Boy, what's your name?" The young man in white asked with a smile.

"Who are you?"

Ye Xuan asked subconsciously.

"Crack!"

However, before his voice fell, his mask shattered directly, and then a pain in his chest, a mouthful of blood involuntarily spurted out.

The young man in white changed his expression and said, "I'll ask your name!"

"So strong!"

Ye Xuan was stunned, he understood that this young man in white could kill him with just one thought.

Such a person is invincible!

"Boy, don't talk nonsense, he can kill you instantly even if he doesn't make a move!" The Demon Lord quickly reminded.

Although there were many unwillingness and dissatisfaction in his heart, Ye Xuan would not joke about his life. After silently cursing the young man in white, he said coldly, "Ye Xuan!"

Hearing this name, the young man in white squinted his eyes, and smiled again, saying, "It really is you. Speaking of which, I'm still your cousin."

cousin?

Ye Xuan's heart trembled.

Ye family, there are only a few people, he knows all his cousins.

However, this young man in white is so powerful and knows the Eight Desolation Sword, so it can only be from Ye Xuan's mother's side.

Ye Xuan's mood at this time is difficult to describe in words. He did not expect that he would be able to meet people from his mother's family.

"Who are you?" Ye Xuan asked again.

The young man in white smiled: "Remember, my name is Jiang Tianjin!"

Jiang Tianjin!

ginger!

This name made Ye Xuan understand that his mother's original surname was Jiang.

However, the next moment, the words of the young man in white made him stay.

"The black-eyed old man, stab him!" The young man in white suddenly turned to look at the black-eyed old man.

What?

The black-eyed old man didn't dare to interrupt just now. Hearing this now, he was stunned for a moment, but at this moment, he realized that his body was actually able to move.

There are tens of thousands of people in the air, only the young man in white and him can move.

"Yes!"

The black-eyed old man didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, and stabbed Ye Xuan's head directly with a sword.

"Fuck..."

Ye Xuan is about to stare out his eyes, what's the situation, his cousin wants to kill him?

At this moment, he couldn't move, and could only watch the black-eyed old man's long sword attack.

He wanted to hide very much, but he couldn't move. He was desperate. He didn't expect to die in such a bird place.

He is unwilling!

However, just when the black-eyed old man's long sword was about to pierce Ye Xuan's forehead, the black-eyed old man's body froze again.

Ye Xuan could feel the temperature of the long sword, it was very icy.

"I asked you to stab him, but I didn't let you stab him in the head." The young man in white reminded.

This sentence made Ye Xuan's heart cool. The young man in white didn't want to kill him, but wanted to torture him.

The voice fell, the black-eyed old man's body moved again, and then, he stabbed Ye Xuan's abdomen with a sword.

"His!"

The long sword cuts into the flesh, and the sound is very touching.

Everyone held their breath and swallowed their saliva carefully.

They don't understand, what's going on now?

This young man in white, Jiang Tianjing, does have some similarities with this Ye Xuan, and the former calls himself Ye Xuan's cousin.

However, since they are relatives, why would the black-eyed old man stab Ye Xuan?

Although the black-eyed old man didn't understand, he knew that this young man in white was absolutely an idle person. If he dared to resist, he would be doomed.

"The sound is really nice, come again." The young man in white nodded with a smile.

The black-eyed old man drew out his long sword and stabbed it again.

"His!"

Ye Xuan's brows frowned. He could bear the pain. After all, it was only a pain, and he would recover immediately.

"Oh? The recovery speed is so fast?"

The young man in white was a little surprised. He saw that Ye Xuan's wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then there was no scar left.

However, after the black-eyed old man pulled out the general, this wound could not be recovered.

"What, the blood of the Holy Tree of Life is suppressed..."