Chapter 677

"Puchi!"

Between heaven and earth, a ray of blood suddenly filled the air.

The entire Xianxuan Peak suddenly fell into depression.

Everyone looked at the fist protruding from Shangguan Yue's back with strong fear in their eyes.

"Gulu."

Especially the Human Race Tianjiao, who was still full of enthusiasm just now, and who was looking forward to shining brightly today, swallowed hard, and his face was already completely pale.

Just, dead?

punch?

Shangguan Yue, originally the leader of Xianxuanzong, even in the land of southern Xinjiang, is also a famous person, but he is the one who has been placed with great hope in this Tianchi battle.

But now, he was so easily punched and killed by a sea clan genius!

Gan! !

Very suddenly, the remaining eight disciples only felt a cold air rise from the soles of their feet, and they reached the position of Tianling Gai in an instant.

Oops! !

It seems to be, the feeling of being cold!

"Ants."

Xiang Ba slowly withdrew his fist, kicked Shangguan Yue's body off the battle stage, and cast a provocative glance at the Tianjiao of the clan.

"Hehe, young man, he is full of anger! Didn't I say that indiscriminate killing is not allowed!"

Sha Yun smiled grimly, and waved to the person beside him, "You go."

"Yes! Elder!"

Another Prodigy of the Sea Clan stepped onto the stage, his scales shining brightly.

Even his face was covered with white scales, which looked rather strange.

In his hand, a three-forked black halberd flickered with cold light, shocking everyone.

"Silver Scale Clan, Yin Xiao, please enlighten me."

The fourth rank of Shenhou is another hard bone.

At this time, the remaining eight disciples all bowed their heads and lowered their eyes, or turned their heads to look at the sky, as if they were in deep thought, as if they had something on their minds, none of them dared to take the stage to challenge.

Seeing this scene, He Lianshan's expression became more and more gloomy, and a mouthful of blood almost overflowed his mouth.

And Feng Ruge, who was anxious to perform on stage, actually hesitated at this moment.

Originally, she planned to pretend to be invincible and lose the battle.

But judging from the meaning of this group of Sea Clan people, I am afraid that if they lose, they will die.

This kind of contest involving the dignity of the two races seems inappropriate to go up and surrender, right?

Chen Qingshan ran away, my old lady is now the number one suspect of colluding with the Demon Cult, if she goes up to join the enemy, even if she survives by luck, she will be punished by the old suzerain, right?

Therefore, Feng Ruge decided that she...will fight against the thinnest Tianjiao among the sea clan.

After all, the bigger the Yaozu, the stronger it is!

"Oh? Immortal Xuanzong... No one dares to fight? Hahahaha! I said Sect Master Helian, I said it all, cancel the competition, and directly give the ten places to my Sea Clan, which also saves everyone's time."

Sha Yun sneered, his expression full of contempt.

"Hmph! Elder Sha Yun is too conceited."

To be honest, at this moment, He Lianshan felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

What did the Holy Son do, we dare not ask, and we dare not care.

But in front of this group of southern border geniuses, are they all so sincere?

Isn't he...wasn't he slapping his face in front of everyone?

"Cough cough."

He Lianshan coughed twice, and beside him, Xu Yunzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to look at Feng Ruge who was beside him.

"Ruge, this battle, you go."

"I go!!"

Feng Ruge's pretty face froze for a moment, and there was a hint of disbelief in her beautiful eyes.

old stuff! !

Are you afraid that you don't want to be this master?

Are you so eager to ask me to die?

Do you think I can do it or you can do it, and ask me to fight a sea clan Tianjiao who is the fourth rank of Shenhou?

Falk!

In fact, Xu Yunzi was also suffering at this time.

That day when the Demon Sect attacked the mountain, hundreds of Xianxuanzong disciples died.

More importantly, among the ten people who won the competition originally, there were four disciples of Xianxuan.

However, one escaped and the other died.

Feng Ruge and Shangguan Yue were left, and now the latter has also been punished.

Except for Ling Xiao, among the eight disciples now, only Feng Ruge is a member of the Xianzong.

In such an embarrassing situation, if you, a disciple of the sect who is a leader in the righteous way in southern Xinjiang, can't join, who will join?

What is the head of the righteous way?

Of course, it is necessary to take the lead and set an example, otherwise my Holy Cult would call you the leader of the righteous way!

"Master... Master?"

Feng Ruge showed some hesitation, while Xu Yunzi gave her a hard look, and instantly blocked her words.

"Can't I go?"

In the end, Feng Ruge clenched her teeth and walked towards the battle platform.

It's just that this step by step seems to be a little... bumpy?

Domain boundary, heavenly palace.

Ling Xiao sat cross-legged, with magic all over his body, covering the sky.

At this time, there was a wave of mysterious and mysterious divine power on his body.

This kind of fluctuation does not seem to be emanating from himself, but more like the power of an evil treasure.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, a buzzing resounded in Ling Xiao's sea of ​​souls.

I saw that the Primordial Profound Gold, shrouded in magic, was finally refined into light under the fierce power of the magic blade, and absorbed into the knife.

A wisp of extreme cold breath instantly permeated the entire sea of ​​souls, Taichu Ancestral Talisman, Ancient Pangu

The two great treasures of heaven and earth, Shi Shi, exuded dazzling celestial brilliance at the same time, and just now completely suppressed that fierce power.

But at this time, a strange golden pattern was seen on the Primordial Demon Blade, twisting and turning into a thread, running through the blade.

The majestic magic surged up into the sky, and there was an inexplicable...emotion in it?

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly condensed, his mind sank into the magic, and the next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed.

At this moment, his figure seemed to appear in a strange space.

In front of him was a grand and majestic black hall.

The main hall is square, and there is not much carving.

And in the direction in front of the hall, a tall figure stood with his hands behind his back.

In his hand, the Primordial Demon Blade fell to the ground, and there was a strand of blood flowing down the blade.

"Buzz."

Four gods descended from the sky, and their bodies were filled with vast fluctuations that Ling Xiao could not understand at all.

The dazzling divine brilliance illuminates the sky, and the endless Dao patterns evolve into formations, connecting all worlds, and containing the meaning of destroying all worlds.

Can…

Facing the siege of four people, there was no trace of panic in the phantom's eyes, but deep in his eyes, there seemed to be an indescribable sadness.

Then! !

At the moment when the four gods descended, the ghost suddenly turned around and looked at Ling Xiao, "Look out."

"The nine forms of Tianzhu, the second form, the evil god."

"boom!"

A ray of black light seemed to penetrate through the ancient times.

In the hands of the four gods, there were also four divine treasures falling down.

The heaven and the earth evolve into all phenomena, with golden dragons soaring into the sky, fairy phoenixes singing, divine towers floating and sinking, and fairy mountains collapsing.

The void began to collapse, the sun and the moon sank, and there was no more light in the world.

There is an evil shadow faintly, following that knife, it shatters all ages and suppresses all generations.

"boom!!"

The heaven and the earth seemed not to bear the power of this knife, and instantly shattered.

And the four great shadows all retreated at this moment, appearing in a place thousands of miles away.

"clang."

In the end, the five divine treasures collided with each other, like a bell resounding in the sky, and also... shattered all illusions in front of them.

Ling Xiao opened his eyes blankly, looking at the ancient magic blade in his hand, his eyes trembled, but there was an indescribable weirdness in his heart.