Xiao Yuan's entire body was shimmering with black divine light, and every pore was spraying out thick demonic flames, which was strange and ferocious, spreading seeds of fear in the world.
Facing the offensive of Hua Menghuang and Shang Yaoqin, which was their first joint attack but had a tacit understanding, Xiao Yuan let out a loud roar, and the entire Eastern Wilderness Continent seemed to be shaking, and the sky was shattering.
He punched away. Don't resist forcefully and press down on Fengxi Sect.
This punch silenced everything, and with the domineering and unparalleled spirit of the soul-killing saint son, the energy surged into the sky, the black robe vibrated, and his murderous thoughts were like a sea of hell, completely covering the Fengxi Sect.
He hated that even if he faced a near-death situation, he would drag Hong Yuan to be buried with him!
"Seeking death!" A cold light flashed in Shang Yaoqin's eyes.
If it weren't for her senior sister Ye Zhuyin to live a happy life after the battle for destiny, she wouldn't have had any need to lay a backup on Hong Yuan and plan too much.
One can imagine how important Ye Zhuyin is to her!
Now, Xiao Yuan's actions were undoubtedly teasing her back again and again.
A clear and loud phoenix cry suddenly echoed throughout the world.
The huge phoenix reappeared, spreading its powerful wings and completely covering Fengxi Sect.
Fengxi magic!
Shang Yaoqin uses Fengxi's magic to fight against Xiao Yuan!
Seeing that his opponent dared to use such magical powers and secret techniques, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but have a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, but after a moment, he was stunned.
Endless rays of light flickered, as if the Milky Way outside the sky collapsed, condensed into the center of the storm, and quickly blew outward, and large tracts of void were scraped away.
However, Xiao Yuan saw that Fengxi Sect was unharmed!
"How is that possible?" Xiao Yuan's throat moved slightly.
Shang Yaoqin sneered and asked: "If you don't have the status of a dream seed, do you really think you can defeat senior brother Hong Yuan?"
On the other side.
Hua Menghuang doesn't care about the grievances between Shang Yaoqin and Xiao Yuan.
Just as Shang Yaoqin was confronting Xiao Yuan, a vast dreamy light slowly emerged on the Dream Sword.
Clang!
The cold sword is unsheathed, and the light shines across Jiuzhou.
Both of them were forced into the dream world by her.
In the dream world, Xiao Yuan has no way to survive...
"Hiss~"
"Xiao Yuan is afraid that there will be no return..."
"The agency was too clever in its calculations, and it cost you your life."
"The way of killing is indeed amazing, but among all the great emperors, who is a simple person? Let alone one who only has magical powers of killing."
"Alas, it's not that Xiao Yuan is smart, but that Hong Yuan is so amazing that he can resist Xiao Yuan's hunt for so long."
"It's just a pity that the foundation of Hongyuan Avenue has collapsed. I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a saint."
"This statement is surprising. Once Hongyuan reshapes its foundation, it will shine even more dazzlingly."
"Haha, didn't he win Shushan's favor...perhaps, he became a saint through humanity?"
"No, Yuan'er!
Sounds of regret, laughter, anger...
The sounds were like rushing waves. On this day, in the Baohuang sky, the exchange of letters was extremely close.
The saints all pay attention to this battle.
Even the saints of the demon race are trying their best to obtain first-hand information.
Shushan’s favor?
Becoming a saint through humanity?
There will always be some extremely special schools in the world. These schools are divided by race and contain infinite mysteries.
Such as the demon path, such as the human path...
now.
Fengxi Sect, the main hall of the sect.
Hong Yuan, who was sleeping in Ye Zhuyin's arms, was no longer in a dying state, but he was still in danger.
However, under the unbelievable gazes of a group of martial arts geniuses and sect elders, the secret realm of heaven and earth, Book Mountain, reappeared.
An immortal energy like ink surged in the mountain of books, pouring towards the heavenly book with the character "公", and then slowly wrapped around Hong Yuan's figure.
next moment.
Hong Yuan's figure broke away from Ye Zhuyin's arms and hung in the air.
Buzzing…
Buzz buzz…
Between heaven and earth, there seems to be an invisible being who treats Hong Yuan's body as a blank sheet of paper, writing and writing.
Click, horizontally, vertically, skim, press...
"Senior Supreme Saint, what is this?" Deep in the Heavenly Palace, Hua Yingying asked the Supreme Saint Dong in slight surprise.
Dongzhi Sheng, who was wearing an elegant blue shirt, had a complex expression on his face and said: "That is Shushan reshaping the foundation of Hongyuan's avenue..."
A hint of surprise flashed in Hua Yingying's eyes.
To be honest, Hong Yuan's performance today surprised Hua Yingying.
Who is Xiao Yuan? That is the Great Dream Seed, a descendant of the Soul-killing Demon Emperor. It is not an exaggeration to call him born sacred.
However, Hong Yuan still forced Xiao Yuan into a difficult situation and even reached a desperate situation.
Nowadays, Xiao Yuan is still surrounded and killed by the two geniuses Hua Menghuang and Shang Yaoqin because of Hong Yuan's counterattack.
So, if the foundation of Hongyuan's avenue is reshaped by Shushan, it will inevitably have the effect of breaking and then building, and Hongyuan's future will become increasingly difficult to imagine.
"Human, humanity acting for you?" Hua Yingying said hesitantly.
You must know that those who can become representatives of humanity are all ancient sages.
These ancient sages may not be as powerful as the emperors, but their contributions to the human race are obvious to all!
From now on, Hong Yuan can definitely be trained according to the path of a righteous leader?!
"Well…"
In the sect's main hall, a scream came out, and Hong Yuan slowly regained consciousness.
A quarter of an hour later.
Like the immortal energy of ink dissipating, the mountain of books is hidden.
Hong Yuan slowly descended from the air and was hugged by Ye Zhuyin.
He was still pale and exhausted, but anyone could see how powerful he was now.
Once he returns from cultivation, he will definitely grow rapidly.
For a being like Hong Yuan, rebuilding it would only take a year or two.
If done properly, one month is not impossible, it won’t be a problem at all!
At this moment, everyone seemed to have seen the return of King Hongyuan, and they couldn't help but secretly take a breath of air.
"Ayuan..."
"Master Hongfeng..."
"Senior Brother Hong Yuan..."
A series of titles were heard immediately, and everyone looked at Hong Yuan with concern.
Hong Yuan nodded lightly and accepted everyone's wishes.
At this moment, he suddenly felt the black hair tickling the tip of his nose, the fragrant wind blew into his nostrils, and a warmth spread into his arms.
He looked sideways and immediately saw Ye Zhuyin's long, affectionate autumn eyes.
He sighed in his heart, lamenting that he had added another emotional debt. Immediately, Hong Yuan cheered up and said with a smile: "Zhuyin, it seems that I have to trouble you a little more. I hope you don't dislike me..."
"No, I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it." Ye Zhuyin responded quickly, but Hong Yuan didn't finish his words.
After a while, Ye Zhuyin remembered that he seemed a little unreserved, and his ears turned red.
But Hong Yuan just smiled, thanked him, closed his eyes, and felt the changes in his body.
At a glance, Hong Yuan was shocked.
The foundation of this body has completely changed. It is no longer dominated by water, but is full of humane charm.
Rather than calling it the incarnation of water, it is better to call it the incarnation of humanity!
Hong Yuan silently licked his wounds and continued to detect the condition of his body, thinking in his mind:
"Change the path of the sect, follow the path of humanity, and become the leader of the righteous path?!"
"Also, for the sake of safety, beware of Shushan's backhand."
"This body will be independent from now on, and will no longer be able to contact the main body and the demon body..."
A hundred thoughts fly like lightning, and lightning is swift.
Hong Yuan soon had a plan in mind.
Half a moment later.
Hong Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and together with the others, silently looked at the sky, waiting for the end of the final battle.
Unlike the complicated emotions of those around him who were either expecting or worrying that the battle for destiny would end with this battle, Hong Yuan felt very at peace in his heart.
He still believed that this battle would not determine the destiny of the human race, and [Deng Dao Master] would not appear so early.
He is extremely confident in his ability to recognize people!
The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.
He didn't think he would misjudge Hua Menghuang and Shang Yaoqin.
After all, although Xiao Yuan created this situation by himself, the person who really controls the situation behind the scenes is Hong Yuan!
…
Dream world.
"puff--"
A mouthful of black blood spurted out of Xiao Yuan's mouth.
At this time, he had long since reverted to his normal appearance, but now he was in a very embarrassed state.
"Humanity! Damn Hong Yuan!" Xiao Yuan roared angrily in a low voice.
If Hong Yuan hadn't created a small flaw for him with the force of destruction, he wouldn't have been killed by Shang Yaoqin and Hua Menghuang so quickly.
Boom!
Hua Menghuang gained the momentum and attacked fiercely. His body skills were as sharp as lightning. Each sword was more dangerous than the last. Every move hit Xiao Yuan's pain point.
Shang Yaoqin was not inferior to those behind him. He swallowed the mountains and rivers with anger, and a majestic thunder emerged from the black emperor's robe, overwhelming the mountains and seas, rushing forward overwhelmingly, completely blocking Xiao Yuan's retreat.
Half an hour later.
The setting sun is like blood, and the mountain wind is like a knife.
Xiao Yuan was wearing a torn black robe, his hair was messy, and his exposed skin was covered in bruises. Even if he used his sensitive natal magical power to repair it, it was useless.
He stood alone on the top of the mountain, staring at Hua Menghuang and Shang Yaoqin reluctantly.
But old enemies surround him, and his way of survival is cut off.
We are at the end of the road now, and we will definitely die today.
In the desperate moment, Xiao Yuan regained his clarity and reason regained the upper hand.
His sea of consciousness on the Lingtai, which had become turbid and trembling due to the "soul-swallowing killing", could not be moved by the wind.
At this moment, Xiao Yuan had a lot to say in his heart, but when it came to his mouth, there was no words left.
As a Dream Seed, everyone would imagine how to protect the human race after becoming a Dream Emperor.
But precisely because of this, I also fantasize about how I will lose.
silence.
After a while, Xiao Yuan faced Shang Yaoqin and Hua Menghuang.
He said relieved:
"Whether it's strength or orthodoxy, take everything I have and become the Great Dream Emperor, so that the human race can shine forever~"
puff--
呲——
Two different penetration sounds sounded.
Xiao Yuan was completely dead and had no chance of survival!
This supreme genius, who had the style of his distant ancestor, the Soul-killing Demon Emperor, came to an end.
…
Half an hour later.
The two figures were entangled endlessly, fighting out of the dream world, but then parted ways quickly.
Shang Yaoqin and Hua Menghuang, only Xiao Yuan is missing!
At this moment, no matter how stupid a person is, they can understand that Xiao Yuan is dead.
"Xiao Yuan, dead!?"
"Hiss~"
"Finally dead, haha, the sky has eyes~"
"I can't believe it. Isn't it said that Xiao Yuan is extremely talented and talented, even better than the Soul-killing Emperor..."
"Yuan'er, Yuan'er. Come back, woo woo woo..."
The sect alliance, especially the Great Sage Fengxi, was very happy and filled with an atmosphere of joy.
In the Human Celestial Palace, many great saints were in an uproar, unable to believe that Xiao Yuan would end so quickly.
As for the soul-killing demon emperor's orthodoxy office, in a magnificent hall, a group of saints looked dull and stared at the figures of Shang Yaoqin and Hua Menghuang in astonishment.
Defeated?
The Holy Son they were so proud of was defeated?
"puff!"
"puff!"
A series of sounds of vomiting blood were heard, causing panic.
Several elders in the Soul Killing lineage could not bear this blow and passed out on the spot.
Among them, Xiao Shuqing, an ancient figure who was of the same generation as the soul-killing emperor Xiao Zhanxian, kicked his legs and died immediately.
People live to fight for their breath.
Since ancient times, the breath that Xiao Shuqing had been holding on to in his heart completely collapsed and dissipated because of Xiao Yuan's death.
From now on, the reputation of the Soul-Slaying Demon Emperor will continue to spread until all races are extinct.
Because she is the only emperor who was dragged down by another kind of enlightened person with longevity.
She will be ridiculed for eternity and regarded as a negative example that humans are inferior to demons.