Wang Xuan rushed in and disappeared into one person's eyeballs? Many people looked at it in a daze.

Zhu Hai has short blue hair that is crystal clear and stands upright. His right eye is silvery white, with layers of ripples expanding.

"Has this... entered his eyes? That is the Yudao transformation texture, which is very dangerous." Zhongxiao, the core of the Black Peacock Tribe's Heaven Level, looked solemn.

Wolverine said: "It's okay. I, the Second King of Five Elements Mountain, can't go anywhere. I can go up to the sky, go down to the underworld, go to the sky, and watch the sea of ​​mortals drifting. What does a big eyeball mean? Look, Zhuhai's eyes are smoking!"

The people of the Zhulong Clan all stared angrily, why are they making a fuss?

Everyone nearby looked at him sideways, feeling that none of the demon kings of Five Elements Mountain were economical lamps.

Zhuhai's right eye was indeed emitting black mist, billowing demonic energy, even rising into the sky, covering a large area. There was no doubt that this was caused by Kong Xuan.

Everyone else has gone in, and they still make such a big noise and billow black smoke. Is that intentional?

Wang Xuan strode in. This was a silver-white world with light everywhere. What he saw was extremely sacred and wanted to assimilate him.

"Huh?" Dao Yun appeared in his eyes, staring at the world, actually wanting to melt and purify him, and part of his hair melted.

Even the corners of his eyes and brows, and the tips of his fingers were dripping with blood, as if he was about to be disintegrated, integrated with the world, and returned to his origins.

"Yudao World, you want to digest and absorb me?" He looked calm. After careful consideration, he chose a texture of Yudao. With the parietal bone as the center, there was a mysterious stream of light spreading, surging in the flesh and blood, like a layer of active gauze.

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In an instant, he stabilized.

Wang Xuan was very wild at this moment. He explained what it meant to be a great demon king and what it means to use strength to break magic. He carried a big stick with fangs and a huge amount of demonic energy, smashing it to the ground and then blasting it into the sky.

The whole world is in turmoil, and the void is roaring!

Click!

Wang Xuan's mace drives billions of rays of thunder, penetrating from the sky to the ground. It is extremely domineering and wants to destroy the world. It is extremely "cruel".

At this time, he was a "tyrant". When the mace fell, the void exploded and even the silver light was scattered.

Then, his body surged, as if he was opening up the world, swinging the black mace, and digging a hole in the sky.

"I wonder if his eyeballs can be blown out after the world is penetrated?" He was surrounded by thick black clouds, and a kind of imperial texture in the parietal bone penetrated into the flesh and blood, allowing him to live in the black mist.

A bit of a sacred feeling.

With a bang, the sky exploded. The two kings of Five Elements Mountain were so fierce, like the monarchs of the demon clan, who wanted to blow up the world!

Outside the arena, everyone in the bronze stands was surprised. Although Zhu Hai remained motionless, more "black smoke" came out of his eyes, like a river bursting its banks.

"Ancestor's smoking situation is serious." Even the people of the Zhulong Clan were trembling.

"Shut up if you can't speak," someone from the tribe shouted.

Then, people saw that in the silver eyeballs, a figure of the demon king stood tall and towering, and its outline actually appeared.

What is he doing, opening the sky, drilling eyeballs?!

Zhu Hai's face was a little cold, and he moved his hands slowly. For a moment, his whole body became crystal clear, becoming more sacred, peaceful and bright.

Then, his figure gradually blurred, as if it had completely turned into a texture, and only the silver eyeballs were left in place, suspended in the black mist and silver light.

"Death!" A cold voice sounded in the eyeball world, and a huge face appeared, becoming the only one in the entire world.

Even though Wang Xuan had used the magical power of Dharma to stand upright, he still looked a little small when this face appeared.

In the world of eyeballs, the sea of ​​candles is the will of heaven and earth and the ruler here. Around it, the space becomes deeper and the universe emerges as the background.

That huge and boundless head squeezed the sea of ​​stars, and many big stars were like dust in its hair. He looked down, stretched out a big hand and grabbed Wang Xuan.

"Zhuhai, you blow a bubble, do you really think that you have grown bigger and become the only one in the universe? I'll blow you up!" Wang Xuan was fearless, with brilliant textures intertwined all over his body, like a holy arrow, flying out,

Penetrating the sky, actively facing that big hand.

There was a huge shock, and the whole world was shaking violently. Wang Xuan flew out. He stabilized his figure in the distance, revealing a strange color. In this world of imperial law, has Zhuhai's strength improved?

The big hand was also trembling slightly, but it was not blown apart, which was a bit surprising.

Wang Xuan thought thoughtfully and said: "No wonder you risked having your eyeballs shattered to bring me in. The suppression of you by the giant bronze palace has become weaker in this space."

"Ignorance!" Zhu Hai's huge and boundless face was very cold, as if it was carrying the great road, and his whole person became emotionless.

The big hand was patted down again. The texture ran through the five fingers, and the runes of Yudao were particularly bright, creating such a unique palm.

In this world, his palms squeeze all over the world, covering everything.

"It's interesting, come on!" Wang Xuan was fearless, even a little excited, with deep eyes. He was using his spiritual eyes to capture the vast star-like symbols in the opponent's big hand, observing the true meaning of the imperial way that the opponent had mastered.

However, it is very difficult to peek during the battle.

Wang Xuan did not take any risks. After observing the part, he decisively attacked. The parietal bone triggered dazzling runes, and the transformation of the sacred imperial path was even more intense than before.

This time, he soared into the sky, carrying the mace stick and colliding with the big hand one after another, continuously smashing it. In the end, the big hand shook violently, and with a pop, the palm of his hand was pierced, and blood poured down like a downpour.

That is the blood of the royal way.

"Huh?" Wang Xuan was surprised. It was not the real transcendent blood, but the charm that emanated when certain imperial textures disintegrated, a concrete scene.

At this moment, Wang Xuan didn't want to hide it anymore and really activated his own core mark inside the parietal bone. He felt that the other party might not be able to see his essential secret.

In fact, Zhu Hai had never thought that a true immortal-level transcendent could not only possess bones, but also create his own unique imperial texture.

He really can't see what's going on inside his opponent's body.

Wang Xuan soared into the sky. After his parietal bones were fully activated, his whole body was covered with a layer of rosy clothes. He was catching the spilled blood and analyzing the secrets of the imperial ways that the other party had mastered.

"Sure enough, the blood of the Royal Dao has hidden textures. Capturing it this way is much better than spying in secret and observing it from a distance." In a sense, he did this as a direct supplement.

Wang Xuan used his own unique Yu Dao transformation pattern to connect the opponent's spilled true blood, absorb it as food, decompose it, and reappear it.

"Huh?" Zhuhai finally discovered something unusual, his palm was pierced, and a large amount of "Tao blood" spilled out. It was originally going to return to this world and gather towards him again, but now part of it was missing.

"Who do you think you are? You think you can research the core mark by collecting my Yu Dao Hua Shen Yun blood? You are too ambitious for a little true immortal!"

Until now, Zhu Hai didn't think that the other party could really benefit, because in his understanding, the true immortals took the road of imperialism, and the textures of their predecessors that he imagined could only be superficial.

Wang Xuan didn't say a word, but kept waving his mace and fighting with him. In the fierce fight, he blew one of Zhu Hai's fingers apart.

Then, without saying a word, he rushed over with a monstrous black mist, covering the place and plundering the blood of the Royal Dao.

It's not real blood, it's the embodiment of the pattern of the avenue.

At this time, Wang Xuan was so excited that he was trembling and wanted to let out a loud roar. In this confrontation, he really captured some of the opponent's royal secrets.

In order to make a fortune in silence, he said nothing and just kept fighting with the opponent. In the process, he was also hit and flew away.

Zhuhai used some of his tribe's unique magical powers, and in conjunction with the Royal Dao Heaven and Earth, there were chains across the sky, which were condensed from the nebula behind him.

However, the second king of Wuxing Mountain seemed to be stunned. Even if he was knocked out and had bloody traces drawn from his body by the imperial chain, he didn't care.

He identified Zhu Hai's hand, but he beat it vigorously, silently picking up the wool, and in the end, all five fingers were blown apart one after another.

Zhu Hai was shocked and angry. Was he desperate for his life or crazy? As time went by, his entire hand was blown up twice, and the opponent was also hit by him, but he didn't care at all.

In order not to alarm him, Wang Xuan drained his "Tao blood" out of his body after observing and practicing. Otherwise, he was afraid that the other party would guess what he had done.

The two fought fiercely, and Wang Xuan "spread" all the way, starting from Zhu Hai's right hand and "devouring" it until his entire arm exploded.

Wang Xuan himself was stained with blood, but he didn't care. He was fighting for his life with his opponent until death, exchanging blood for blood, and exchanging injuries for injuries.

In fact, he felt so comfortable and happy in his heart that he wanted to scream, this was a priceless treasure, the texture of Yu Dao, but he could learn from it, steal it, and use it for his own use.

Wang Xuan's body is getting bigger and bigger, while Zhu Hai is shrinking appropriately. Both of them are doing it for the convenience of fighting. They are fighting against each other again, blood splashing everywhere.

There were many cracks in Wang Xuan's body, while half of Zhu Hai's body was broken into pieces.

This made the Zhulong Clan's Chao Jue Shi face turn cold to the extreme. He had studied the path of imperial transformation for many years, and had proven it himself, and had his own unique insights. However, he ended up at a disadvantage. What kind of monster did he encounter?

The opponent's body is condensed with mysterious runes, and is tougher than the body he built using the texture of the royal road combined with blood.

Wang Xuan couldn't help but want to moan. Half of the opponent's body was broken and blood was spilled. He stole the "true blood" and looked at its core secret, and his whole body felt as if he were in heaven.

Zhuhai reorganized his body, and an instinct told him that he could no longer fight here. Something bad was happening, and there might eventually be irreparable and terrible consequences.

His extraordinary telepathy, instinctive intuition, etc. are all sharper than imagined.

Zhuhai immediately took action to drive Wang Xuan out. However, the two kings of Wuxing Mountain took root and refused to leave.

Wang Xuan stepped on the ground with his feet, integrating with the world with the texture of Yudao. He refused to go out and had to cut off the opponent's skin.

He clearly felt that his own foundation was increasing. The opponent's imperial texture was a great supplement to him. He continued to absorb and steal the marks, and his parietal bones became more and more crystal clear, which could further improve his own core mark.

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After thorough digestion and absorption, the parietal bone will transform, and his Taoism will naturally increase and pass.

"Huh?" Zhu Hai found that he could not drive away this opponent.

In an instant, the situation in the heaven and earth under his control suddenly changed, and the silver light in the sky was like a vast ocean, like billions of mountains, all rioting and smashing towards Wang Xuan.

Even so, Wang Xuan didn't want to go out. He used all kinds of spells to fight against the world. At the same time, he activated the supreme treasure of the mother universe, the burning lantern, the supreme scripture of that civilization, as if he was going to ignite the world, and the fire was overwhelming.

Zhu Hai's face was gloomy. When he met a tough guy, others were afraid of falling into his royal world, but in the end, this perverted true immortal refused to leave.

Does the other party want to destroy his eyeball world at all costs?

In the outside world, people saw that Zhu Hai's silver eyeball cracked and then started to bleed. Along with the boundless black mist, bright red blood dripped down.
To be continued...