Unreal figure...

Being in this cloud and mist, there were roars of hurricanes in Xiaoyao's ears, but his whole mind was not in this vast and magnificent beautiful scenery at all. His eyes were lowered, and his whole body was in the faint soft light of the fantasy figure. Straws of black air continued to evaporate from his body. As the black air evaporates, his body trembles faster, and his face on his lower face was paler.

"It's the most holy projection!"

"Damn it!"

Deep in the mysterious core, the unknown short sword was frightened and furious, and crazily pulled back a trace of evil energy from Xiaoyao's body. During the riot, the black gas was actually imprinted in the depths of Xiaoyao's bones, forming mysterious patterns. These patterns were connected to each other, forming a mysterious method.

"Damn it!"

Under the projection of the Supreme Saint.

In every pattern, the black energy is destroyed.

"Damn it!"

The nameless dagger was furious and roared repeatedly: "After more than a year of hard work, only 36 people were missing to transform his body into a shell that could accommodate me, but he didn't expect that he would come to this damn place! The Most Holy Projection! The Damn Most Holy Projection!"

The roar resounded.

Carrying a strong evil aura, the nameless dagger gradually became silent.

...

Soul shock.

Xiaoyao's face was evaporating as the black air evaporated, although his face was extremely pale, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Because he discovered.

As the black air dissipated, it kept appearing in his heart that the threat to the nameless dagger continued to dissipate in just a few breaths! And... the evil aura that he had known for a long time but was unable to eliminate continued to penetrate into his bone marrow and was difficult to pull out, but at this moment, it evaporated strangely.

Although.

He vaguely guessed that this was because this place was the base camp of the Divine Realm, and the most holy energy was powerful, and the most evil energy hidden in his body was naturally not spared.

Of course.

When these evil energies are destroyed.

His body was also traumatized. His bones, blood, blood, and meridians all collapsed with the dissolution of the evil energy. Blood marks hit the surface of his body, appearing extremely ferocious and terrifying. But his head was always lowered, looking at the blood stains gradually spreading out of his clothes on his legs, arms, and clothes, but there was a strong surprise in his heart.

"good!"

...

Xiaoyao raised his head.

His face was pale, but his eyes were filled with light.

Swallowing ~

The destructive light continues to shine.

Xiaoyao's feet finally came to the ground. He looked at it and saw that it was the top of a mountain peak, which looked like a square of hundreds of meters in radius. There were more than a dozen stone platforms standing here. Apart from these, there were no other items. Next to these stone platforms, Xiaoyao saw two familiar figures, one of which he was not familiar with but had a vague guess.

"East Snow"

"Holy Infant and Holy Son!"

...

Xiaoyao calmly raised his head.

The four silver-colored men behind him respectfully bowed to the Holy Infant and Son, and then rode the unicorn beast and quickly turned around and disappeared from the depths of the clouds.

Until they leave.

Xiaoyaofang looked slowly.

Three people stood in front of him.

Outside this mountain top of the towering stone platform, there was an extremely huge illusory figure. The figure could not be seen, but its body was extremely tall and vast. Under the faint breath, there was an impulse to make Xiaoyao unable to help but tremble. He forced to resist these impulses. He knew that this was because he had the most evil energy in his body. If he could not suppress the upside, this would happen when facing the most saint who was incompatible.

Fortunately.

As the projection of the Supreme Saint suddenly appeared, the nameless dagger was already hidden.

And the skills he practiced.

He is both good and evil, so there is no need to worry. Therefore, at this moment, except for feeling the stinging pain caused by the purifying evil energy in his body, he has no life crisis!

"Xiaoyao?"

In contemplation.

A deep sound suddenly sounded in his ears. Xiaoyao looked up and saw Dongfang Yixue walking towards him calmly. Every time he took a step, the breath on his body became more and more swelling. When the moment he stood five meters in front of him, his breath had swept towards him like a huge wave.

White light permeates.

The East is bathed in the white world with the snow.

Behind him.

Two illusory white wings appeared lifelike, and the aura was more than a little stronger than the heroes' club. Now he is really strong at the fifth level, and the illusory white scene even shows that he has also condensed a pseudo-domain, and his stability is not even a little stronger than that of Pluto and Bingling.

Whoosh~swish~!

A mad breath hits my face.

Xiaoyao looked calm.

With a light shout, the Purple Gold Sword Domain burst out instantly, and a strong sword sound blasted straight towards Dongfang Yixue's Domain. In an instant, an extremely powerful impact force began to sweep around from the collision between the two pseudo-domains.

law!

Standing in the distance.

The Holy Infant and Son smiled gently, Feng Danyunqing waved his hand, and the extremely strong impact was instantly suppressed, as if nothing had happened, extremely quiet and extremely strange.

...

Bang ~!

In a muffled groan.

The two of them quit several meters at the same time, and their right hands trembled slightly.

"Your strength~!"

Before he could stop, a look of horror suddenly appeared on Dongfang Yixue's face. He stuck his right hand out and pointed at Xiaoyao, his eyes full of disbelief and murmured: "In the heroes' club, even if five people join forces, they may not be able to defeat me! But I didn't expect that after a while, your strength has been improved to such a level! How did you do it?!"

Dongfang Yixue was shocked.

"and……"

"Your pseudo-domain is so strong that you don't look like a person who has just condensed the pseudo-domain. Instead, you are like a person who has been immersed in the pseudo-domain realm for several years!"

...

A smile of peace and quiet.

then.

When he first entered the Martial Realm, someone had the same view as Dongfang Yixue, but later he surpassed them, and Dongfang Yixue is also somewhat similar now. But the difference is that Dongfang Yixue's strength is still extremely strong. Although the two seemed to be similar in the collision just now, in fact, Xiaoyao knew clearly that if he really wanted to fight, he might not be able to defeat Dongfang Yixue.

This is not because he lacks confidence, but because he has a premonition of crisis in the dark.

"Yixue, how about it?"

“Satisfactory now?”

Seeing this, the Holy Infant and Son finally laughed.

He first nodded slightly to Xiaoyao, then looked at Dongfang Yixue and said, "Your surname is too apologized, it is not a good thing for you. Now you should act as a warning!"

"He may not be able to beat me!"

Dongfang Yixue raised his eyebrows slightly and shouted coldly: "I have two spiritual-level techniques in my hands, and I have the most holy body. My true strength is definitely not comparable to that of him!"

"You said too."

"He is not necessarily, not absolutely!"

When the Holy Infant and Holy Son heard this, he was not angry at all, but smiled even better: "Go, come and find me after you think it through!"

That sentence is not absolute.

It was as if a heavy blow exploded in Dongfang Yixue's heart. His expression froze, and anger appeared in his eyes. He glanced at Xiaoyao with disdain and turned around and stepped forward.

"actually……"

"I don't mind trying to see if Dongfang Yixue is still as good as the heroes in the past!"

At this moment, a calm sound suddenly sounded, causing his body to suddenly stiffen. In an instant, his body turned back, his feet strode, and arose in the roar. He stared at Xiaoyao, nodded and raised slightly, "What do you mean, are you challenging me?"

"No!"

Xiaoyao shook his head slowly.

His eyes pierced through his eyes like a sharp sword, and with a sharp fighting spirit, he rushed into the sky in an instant, but his mouth was extremely calm and slowly exclaimed: "I don't mind the reputation of the best player in the world. What I care about is that when I faced you, I could only look up to you. Now, can I fight fairly with you!"

"This battle"
To be continued...