puff This time, the body of the Holy Son of Jixia who was hit flew upside down, fell from the sky, and smashed heavily into the mountains, rivers and earth deep in Wanyuan.
Silence everywhere Seeing the contemporary Holy Son in Jixia Cave Heaven, he quickly and swiftly smashed into the depths of the earth below.
The earth trembled and the void roared.
For a time, many warriors couldn't react at all.
They lost their voices one by one and didn't know what to say.
As a human warrior who makes a living in the human race's western frontier and the world of Guixu, how can he not be clear about the Jixia Cave Sky that covers the vast starry sky above this world.
The Holy Son of Jixia inherited the position of the Holy Son of Dongtian three thousand years ago.
It is rumored that he has already stepped out of the realm of kings and is worthy of being ranked among the true powerhouses in the heavens.
Here, I was beaten up in front of everyone, and it was the kind of beating that I couldn't backhand.
Even the Holy Armor and Holy Sword passed down by Jixia Dongtian Ancestor were broken.
These two inheritances, known as Jixia Dongtian's supreme magic, were broken in this way.
It was really difficult for people to react.
What However, what surprised them even more was that Qingyang Huan, the Holy Son of Jixia who was knocked away, still seemed to have no intention of letting him go.
"Holy Son" "stop" "What are you doing?
Do you really want to be our enemy?"
In the war fortress, many heirs of hundreds of families roared angrily as they watched Qingyang Huan step down from the sky, into the depths of the cracked earth, and attack the Holy Son again.
Standing on the ground, Qingyang Huan turned his head and looked back, his cold eyes sweeping over the figure on the war fortress.
"Whoever touches someone dies" The cold words turned into the coldest weapons.
In an instant, the descendants of various schools of thought were clamoring, one by one, as if they were mute, their words stuck in their throats.
Don't dare to move After all, the Holy Son is no match for Qingyang Huan.
If they take action, they are just giving away food.
Moreover, Jian Wuyuan's mud is still piled there, so it is better not to cause any trouble to the Holy Son.
Very intuitively, the disciples closed their mouths and suppressed the energy in their bodies. boom Qingyang Huan fell straight down the cracks in the earth, and stepped on the body of the Holy Son of Jixia.
Han Tian's eyes suddenly tightened.
The power that burst out caused the earth to shake again, as if there was an earthquake, and the earth shook.
For a moment, the entire world of Wanyuan became silent.
This kind of momentum is really too frightening.
The human race Hao Bo is really unscrupulous.
Isn't he really afraid of revenge from Jixia Cave Sky?
Looking down at Han Tian from a high position, Qingyang Huan looked calm.
On the other hand, Han Tian's eyes were burning with anger, and he was coughing up blood.
All the holy armor and holy swords he derived were shattered, and the battle body was completely destroyed due to the invasion of the heavens.
At this moment, the battle body was almost on the verge of collapse.
"you you" He was so angry that he was trampled under his feet.
You can imagine the anger in Han Tian's heart.
Qingyang Huan's big foot stepped on him and crushed him into the dust.
"You don't deserve it, now believe it."
Qing Yanghuan narrowed his eyes and spoke again.
"If you want to humiliate me, you can kill me.
Shi Ke can't be humiliated."
Unable to hold back again, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.
Han Tian's expression changed several times, and he gritted his teeth and said bitterly.
As the suppressed party, it seemed that everything he said was a joke.
Seeing Han Tian's expression, Qingyang Huan's eyes became colder and colder, a ray of purple light flickered between his eyebrows, and his pupils turned purple again.
"Jixia Dongtian should not be insulted lightly.
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This is a matter between Jixia Dongtian and the Jinpeng Imperial Clan.
You should not get involved.
It is too late to stop now."
Qingyanghuan's eyes made Han Tian very uncomfortable.
He had always looked down on others with this kind of eyes, and he never thought that one day he would become the object of others' condescending gaze.
This change of identity made him very uncomfortable, and this change made him very unwilling. call However, the next moment, Qingyang Huan let out a breath and took his feet off Han Tian.
"you" "Peng Wanli and I are brothers, so naturally I can take action in matters related to the Jinpeng Imperial Clan."
Staring at Han Tian, Qingyang Huan spoke up again before he could react to the relationship between the Jinpeng Imperial Clan and himself.
"Jixia Cave" A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the disdain in his smile almost made Han Tian's blood boil.
This made him feel even more ashamed and angry than the previous humiliation.
Qing Yanghuan not only humiliated him, but also humiliated his disciples "Don't be insulted by Jixia Dongtian.
Don't think that because you have the honor of Uncle Hao, you can do whatever you want."
"disgrace" Qingyanghuan's eyes moved and he stared at Han Tian.
"If you think this is humiliating, then take it as such.
Jixia Dongtian wants to get it back, and I will continue."
After finishing his words, Qingyang Huan looked down at the Holy Son of Jixia Cave Heaven.
"I, the human race's Hao Bo Qingyang Huan" "It's not just saying you don't deserve it."
"It's also talking about the entire Jixia Cave."
After the words fell, Qingyang Huan stepped out of the big crack without taking action or paying attention to Han Tian behind him.
"If you don't accept it, come fight." puff "you" The cold voice reached his ears, and Han Tian coughed up blood.
Huge waves stirred up in his spiritual world, and he was so angry that he wanted to beat the figure in front of him to death.
"What did you do to me?"
However, in an instant, the look in Han Tian's eyes was filled with another fear, and a strong aura of tolerance burst out from his body.
Sweeping out from all the limbs and bones in the body, it was like a trickle of water converging into a big river.
Under this breath, the blood and energy in the whole body gradually assimilated into a state of chaos.
The blood in the whole body is like turning into a ball of paste, and the viscosity is no longer separated.
He simply could no longer control his Taoism and blood.
Although he is seriously injured at the moment, he will naturally return to his peak after recuperation.
However, at the moment, Qingyang Huan has imprisoned his blood and Taoism, and his strength is almost gone.
He did not believe in evil and once again controlled the magic, and re-condensed the holy laws of the disciples.
A desolate aura filled the air.
However, in just a moment, the aura that contained Hunyuan burst out from his body, cutting off his condensed magic.
"You understand, the ban will be lifted on its own" After a few breaths, Qing Yanghuan's voice reached his ears like a thin thread along the void.
"What" Qingyang Huan, who walked out of the crack in the earth, didn't care about Han Tian's reaction.
In the end, he didn't kill him and relented.
He thought to himself that it was not true.
Jixia Cave Sky was too rotten, but the towering trees grew crookedly and their roots were not flat.
Even if the branches were cleaned up, the new shoots would still be crooked.
It is better to see if it can be pruned.
After all, a tree will not grow straight unless it is pruned.
This is an old saying.
The glory of the saints has passed for too long, and it has been so long that people can no longer bathe in the light of the past.
They are only imprinted with the general divine form, but they no longer understand the will of the sages in the past, which is specious.
Of course, these were unimaginable based on his thoughts.
When the Holy Son of Jixia derived the figures of the Hundred Saints, it triggered the general trend of luck in him.
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At that moment, he got a hint of enlightenment from the great destiny of humanity.
It was this hint of enlightenment that allowed him to capture a trace of the ancestor of the Suiren clan from the Hundred Saints Picture of the Holy Son of Jixia.
Watching Qingyang Huan walk out of the sinkhole, warriors from all directions stretched their necks and stared at him.
More than ten breaths later, the Holy Son of Jixia also walked out.
He didn't look very good-looking.
He was covered in blood, his face was swollen, his eye sockets were cracked, and his aura had declined to the extreme.
He was in a very embarrassed state.
"Keep today's events in mind" Han Tian staggered to his feet and returned to the war fortress with the help of his physical combat body.
"If you don't accept it, come fight."
In response to such harsh words, Qingyang Huan still looked indifferent, waved his hand and walked towards the rooftop of the Imperial City
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