Just when Xie Yan arrived, the Qi competition between Mo Xiulin and Yan Weiyuan reached a fever pitch, with life and death at stake.【】
"I still have eight thousand water god bloodline powers left in my body, so I don't believe I can't crush you!"
Feeling a strong energy gushing out from Yan Weiyuan's body on the opposite side, Mo Xiulin did not hesitate to call out the power of a hundred water god bloodlines again, transforming into the purest water attribute energy to meet fiercely.
go.
The phantom of the Water God Mo Zhai appeared behind Mo Xiulin. In order to crush Yan Weiyuan, he had mobilized the power of more than 10,000 Water God bloodlines in his body, and even summoned the Water God's will in his body.
Visible celestial dragons that were completely transformed from water-attributed Qi were flying back and forth in the air, constantly attacking Yan Weiyuan's defense line.
"I've known for a long time how powerful the blood of God is, how could I be unprepared!"
Yan Weiyuan was not to be outdone, and immediately a force surged from his body towards Mo Xiulin. Although he did not have the blood of God to replenish his energy consumption, he was holding a strange black ball in his hand.
, streams of evil black energy flew out from the orb, and then instantly penetrated into his body. With the help of this black energy, he not only withstood the impact of Mo Xiulin's water god's bloodline, but also faintly
It has the potential to transcend.
This black round bead is the evil source bead that the first generation master of Yinhun Sect imitated the blood of the gods of the seven ancient clans. This evil source bead is made from the bones of divine beasts and demons. It has no offensive power and
It has defensive power, but can store powerful Qi that exceeds the power of a hundred heavenly dragons, which is like the second Dantian of a warrior. It is with the Evil Source Bead in hand that Yan Weiyuan is confident that he can defeat Mo Xiu in the Zhenqi competition.
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"No wonder the Fortune Talisman in my mind space keeps warning me. It turns out that Yan Weiyuan's hand has such a magical weapon that can replenish his energy at any time!"
Holding Yan Weiyuan's Evil Source Bead, Xie Yan's expression suddenly became solemn. If Yan Weiyuan could continue to replenish his true energy, then the advantage of Mo Xiulin's water god bloodline would be gone, and Yan Weiyuan's thoughts would
His strength is one level higher than that of Mo Xiulin, and his control of energy is much better than that of Mo Xiulin. The person who loses in the end will most likely become Mo Xiulin, which is the last thing he wants to happen.
"Xiaoyan, why are you here? Get out of here quickly!"
When Xie Yan appeared, Mo Xiulin immediately understood that the crisis in the Xie family had been lifted, and his worries were relieved a lot. But then, he immediately became nervous again, and accumulated more than a hundred heavenly dragons' energy on this battlefield.
, when these energies are vented, even he himself cannot guarantee his own safety, and Xie Yan, whose strength has not yet reached the realm of a martial saint, is even more difficult to resist.
"Hey, here comes another one who wants to die!"
Yan Weiyuan also came to thank Yan at this time, and he immediately started laughing ferociously.
When Xie Yan left by teleportation array earlier, he knew that Xie Yan had returned to the Xie family in Jiuyuan County. At that time, he was still hopeful that Wang Quan would be able to kill Xie Yan and the entire Xie family, but now he has arrived.
Xie Yan appeared again, he
An unpleasant feeling suddenly arose in his heart. Although he didn't want to believe that Wang Quan, whose strength had reached the realm of a high-level martial saint, would be killed by Xie Yan, but now that Xie Yan appeared in front of him safely, Wang Quan's actions
It has definitely failed.
"Are you worried about your subordinates?"
Seeing the fleeting expression of doubt on Yan Weiyuan's face, Xie Yan immediately understood what he was thinking, and immediately sneered and said: "You should have thought about what will happen to him when I show up here, but
It doesn’t matter, you will meet him in the underworld soon!”
"Did you kill him?"
Yan Weiyuan yelled angrily, and even the majestic energy around him buzzed and trembled with his emotions, as if it would explode at any time. Wang Quan is his most important subordinate, and he is also a rare strength of the Yinhun Sect.
A master who has reached the realm of high-level martial saint, if Wang Quan died at the hands of Xie Yan today, even if he was the deputy master of the Yinhun Sect, he would not be able to escape the blame.
"It's impossible. With the strength of your king-level formation mage, it's impossible to kill him. If you want to use these words to shake my will, you're still a little naive!"
Before Xie Yan could speak, Yan Weiyuan immediately spoke with confidence. According to common sense, Wang Quan's strength has reached the level of a high-level martial saint. Even if he can't break through Xie Yan's king-level formation, he can still use it.
He escaped from the formation with teleportation powers, so he instinctively thought that Xie Yan wanted to use lies to shake his mind and will.
"Really? Then what is this!"
Xie Yan snorted coldly, and then immediately took out Wang Quan's body that had been frozen in the space bag, and then threw it in front of Yan Weiyuan, and said with a sneer: "A dignified high-level Martial Saint realm warrior can even connect with me.
Even this junior who is not as powerful as a peak martial master cannot defeat him. Your Yinhun Sect is just a bunch of clowns, and the so-called evil god you believe in is just some wild god who doesn’t know what it is called!”
"Good boy!"
When Xie Yan took out Wang Quan's body, Mo Xiulin was stunned for a moment. Even though Wang Quan was dead and soulless, the aura of a strong man in the realm of high-level martial saints was very clear, even if it was
Feeling unbelievable, he had to believe at this moment that Xie Yan had indeed killed a high-level Martial Saint realm expert with his own hands.
There are thousands of Martial Saint Realm masters in Jiuzhou Continent, but their strength has not even reached the level of high-level Martial Saint Realm. Even if they are masters of the peak Martial Saint Realm, they want to defeat a high-level Martial Saint Realm master.
It is very easy for a strong person, but it is difficult to kill the opponent. Therefore, among the high-level martial saints in the Kyushu Continent,
Most of the powerful people in the realm of martial arts die at the end of their lives. However, Xie Yan's cultivation has not yet reached the realm of martial saint. He killed a high-level warrior in the realm of martial saint just by virtue of his cultivation as a king-level formation master. If this matter spreads, it will definitely be
It will cause a sensation in Kyushu. This is a deed that can be recorded in the history books and passed down for thousands of years.
"No, Yan Weiyuan is going to lose his mind!"
Just when Mo Xiulin was shocked, he suddenly felt violent fluctuations in the energy coming from Yanwei Yuan Shen's body, and his heart immediately became nervous. Xie Yan took out Wang Quan's body just to stimulate
Yan Weiyuan's nerves made him lose his mind and control his true energy to fight against Mo Xiulin, but if the stimulation was excessive, it would be too much.
Sure enough, when Wang Quan's body appeared in front of him, Yan Weiyuan's heart suddenly burst into rage, his face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying, and he shouted crazily: "Thank you, you little beast, I
I want to kill you and sacrifice your soul to the fire of the underworld so that you will never be reincarnated!"
The combination of new and old grudges made him hate Xie Yan to the point where it could not be washed away even by all the water in the world. At this time, he no longer cared about the zhenqi competition with Mo Xiulin, even if it meant losing both sides.
He also had to say thank you and kill him on the spot, otherwise he would not be able to explain to the master of the Yinhun Sect, and he would not be able to explain to himself at all. If he could not kill Xie Yan, then a shadow would forever be left in his heart, and it would be difficult to progress in his cultivation from now on.
In an instant, Yan Weiyuan squeezed hard with his right hand, and the evil source bead in his hand exploded with a loud sound, and surging black netherworld energy flew out from the evil source bead, and then was immediately injected into his
In just a moment, the energy around his body began to surge rapidly, as if it was a balloon that had been inflated to the limit and might explode at any time.
"If you want to kill my Mo disciple, ask me first if I agree!"
At this life-and-death moment, Mo Xiulin could no longer care about anything else and immediately mobilized all the power of the eight thousand water god bloodlines left in his body, transforming it into the purest water attribute energy, and used all his strength to resist
Yan Weiyuan's attack. In today's battle, either Yan Weiyuan will die, or Mo Xiulin and Xie Yan will die. There is no third way.
The power of eight thousand water god bloodlines, equivalent to the powerful infuriating power of eighty heavenly dragons, burst out at the same time. This has completely exceeded the limit that Mo Xiulin's power of thought can support. At this moment, his mind was in a state of confusion.
Only the most primitive instinct was left to support him, preventing his will from being destroyed by the powerful energy on the spot.
"Yan Weiyuan, the Son of Blood God has fallen into my hands. If you want the blood of the Evil God, kill me first!"
At this moment, Xie Yan suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound directly penetrated the layers of energy around Yan Weiyuan's body and went straight into his ears.
At this time, the energy gathered around Yan Weiyuan had already exceeded the limit that his power of thought could bear. His thinking was oppressed by the huge energy and almost came to a standstill. In addition, the Netherworld's energy has a certain influence on the soul.
It had a huge impact. At this moment, he completely forgot how to think. There was only one thought left in his mind: kill Xie Yan and take back the blood of the evil god!
"Go to hell!"
Yan Weiyuan roared instinctively and used all his will power to control the powerful energy around him and hit Xie Yan fiercely.
He was thinking only about killing Xie Yan, but he forgot that he was competing with Mo Xiulin in a Qi competition. When he started to mobilize the Qi all over his body, he immediately broke the balance between the two Qi. Suddenly, the battlefield mentality
The yin-yang fish formed by the two strands of true energy, one blue and one black, exploded with a bang, and the vast energy exceeding the power of three hundred heavenly dragons poured rapidly towards Yan Weiyuan's body.
In an instant, Yan Weiyuan's body was crushed into powder by the terrifying and powerful energy. The master of the peak martial arts realm did not even have time to utter a cry, and his body and soul were completely destroyed.
"Run! Run! Run!"
Xie Yan's heart was completely filled with fear. Before the energy exploded completely, he immediately summoned the teleportation array in the Yanshen Compass, and then pulled Mo Xiulin and teleported out quickly.
"Peng!"
The moment the teleportation array was opened, the terrifying energy with the power of three hundred heavenly dragons finally exploded completely, completely tearing apart the space within a hundred miles in less than a breath. Xie Yan fought for his life
He activated the Yan Shen Compass and finally escaped before the space was completely shattered. It could be said that he escaped with a narrow escape.