The old and domineering voice came from the Netherworld, like thunder rolling in the sky.

The voice was full of anger, full of resentment!

And when this voice sounded, the same palm with black mist appeared from above the palace, this palm was one size bigger than the giant palm of the cactus, and it swept the strongest offensive in the world!

From time to time, the sound of spatial tears or explosions could be heard in the air.

Boom –

The two palms collided, making a dull crashing sound that moved the ground all day, and the giant palm of the cactus collapsed instantly.

"You ......"

In the whirlpool of clouds in the sky, a sound of anger rang out.

"Immortal, get out!!"

The old man's angry voice sounded again: "This is the Holy Realm, immortals are not allowed to enter!!"

"Hehe, the people of the Demon Realm still dare to claim to be saints, it's a big joke, six hundred years ago, you old things who claim to be saints were wiped out, and a wisp of remnant souls dared to appear at this time, it's really bold......"

In the whirlpool, a mockery sounded.

Although he was mocking, his voice gradually faded away, and he was obviously a little jealous.

Soon, the swirls in the clouds faded away, the clouds slowly dispersed, and the sky returned to its former serenity and clarity.

And the huge palm wrapped in black mist returned to the Netherworld Palace, quietly silent, if it wasn't for what they had seen with their own eyes just now, it would be difficult for people to imagine that there had been a shocking battle between immortals and demons.

Everyone's heads roared, obviously not recovering from the battle of immortals and demons just now.

This is the real strong conversation!

"Immortals, please, get out!"

The old man's voice sounded again: "If you dare to step into the Holy Realm one more step in the future, you will be killed and fall into the Ninth Layer Purgatory!"

Elder Long's face was horrified and pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans were pouring down.

He didn't expect that the immortal who had spent half his life cultivating would provoke the Venerable of the Demon Realm, and his heart was suddenly timid.

Hearing the other party's words, he immediately got up and said, "In the next moment of ignorance, I hope that the Venerable One will forgive my sins, and I will take my leave." ”

Although they, the ancient martial arts world, are quite disdainful of the people of the demon race, they will still be frightened when they encounter a real powerhouse.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, and his voice gradually faded away, presumably leaving.

Elder Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, let out a long sigh of relief, and looked up at Qin Yang, who was lying on the ground not far away, almost soaked in blood, and hatred flashed in his eyes.

I wanted to step forward and kill Qin Yang, but I looked at the Netherworld Palace, afraid that the old man would change his mind and go back to kill him, after all, the demon people have a capricious temperament, who knows if he will change his mind in the next second.

After hesitating for a moment, Elder Long picked up Ying Zhiyue on his back, then took the severed arm on the ground and hurriedly swept towards the distance.

When he was halfway there, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly turned back to those monks and said, "Qin Yang's spiritual root has been destroyed, he has become a waste, and he will never be able to recover after that, I heard that he has a lot of magic weapons on his body......"

Halfway through Elder Long's words, he didn't say anything more, taunted Qin Yang on the ground, turned his head and hurriedly left, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qin Yang is gone!!

Hearing Elder Long's words, the monks' eyes widened, and a turbulent sea wave set off in their hearts.

You must know that since Qin Yang appeared in the Ancient Martial Arts Realm, he has repeatedly created countless myths, and his ten Heavenly Grade Spiritual Roots have already made him a first-day genius who has no ancients before or after him in the Ancient Martial Realm.

However, now these ten spiritual roots have been destroyed?

I am afraid that no one expected this outcome.

Sympathy, pity, indifference, ridicule, snickering......

Everyone's eyes fell on Qin Yang on the ground, with an inexplicable meaning, especially when they heard Elder Long's last words, there was even more greed in the depths of their eyes.

"Brother Qin!!"

Tong Lele came over with a crying voice, looking at Qin Yang, who was covered in blood and motionless, his crystal eyes flowed down, pounced on Qin Yang, and cried: "Brother Qin, are you okay, don't scare me, Brother Qin......"

Leng Ruoxi stared at her beautiful eyes and covered her red lips, as if she couldn't believe that the man who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and was domineering and arrogant at any time, had become a waste person at this moment!

Tears slipped and fell into the mouth, salty, bitter......

"Qin Yang, you're fine, I'll definitely save you, you're fine, what if something happens to Yutong......"

Leng Ruoxi grabbed Qin Yang's cold hand, and her voice trembled.

And Lu Rushuang was also like a knife, squatting beside Qin Yang, at a loss for a moment, her fingers gently caressing Qin Yang's cold cheeks, her eyes were also red, shining with tears.

"How could this be......

The girl was puzzled.

The man in front of him is a rare genius in ten thousand years, and his future will surely be looked up to by countless people. But all of this is ruined, all gone.

Li Xiangxuan, who was standing not far away, was expressionless, but she was clenching her pink fist tightly, and her sharp nails pierced her.

"No way!

Looking at Qin Yang like a dead corpse on the ground, her mind was blank and her heart was at a loss.

In order to tie Qin Yang's thigh, she gambled everything on herself, including her body, seeing that she was about to succeed and have a bright future, but God made such a joke.

"Waste!

Li Xiangxuan kept circling these two words in her mind, as if she was reminding of something.

"Qin Yang has become a waste, do you still want to follow him?"

At some point, her cousin Wang Boquan came to her side, sighed, and spoke quietly.

Li Xiangxuan's beautiful eyes were dark, her beautiful face was cold, and after a long time, she gently pulled out a cold arc and muttered, "What do you say?"

——

Qin Yang didn't pass out, he was just tired and couldn't open his eyes.

The bones of his whole body were shattered, and all ten spiritual roots were destroyed, this injury was the most serious injury he had ever had, and he almost met the king of Hades, which was also a big fate.

"Xiaomeng, let the system help me recover from my injuries. ”

Qin Yang said in his heart.

"Nice hosts. ”

"Wait!"

Qin Yang suddenly spoke, thought for a while, and said softly: "Let the system activate the 'archive function', and restore the injuries on my body, as well as the spiritual root, and my strength together!"

The archive function is a function that Qin Yang unlocked when he upgraded the system in the forbidden land of the Ning family.

At the beginning, in order to save Mu Sixue, when Qin Yang used the 'God Killing Style' to fight with that elder for the first time, the dantian was shattered, and the whole body was sealed, and finally relied on the archive function to recover.

Because the system was storing his state all the time, Qin Yang could load the state of a certain stage at any time, but the amount of wealth coins paid was relatively expensive.

So when Qin Yang learned that his spiritual root had been destroyed, he wasn't worried at all.

It's open, worried about hair!

"Master, given that your current injuries are too serious, and the system needs to spend 800,000 Fortune Coins to fully load your previous health state, whether to load it or not. ”

Xiaomeng said.

"Yes. ”

Qin Yang said.

Wealth coin is trivial, first restore the strength and then talk about it, lest those women cry and cry, like crying graves.

"Ding, the system starts loading, time remaining: ten minutes. ”

(End of chapter)