Not long after Yang Xiao and the others left, Yang Xiaokai slowly opened his eyes.

Before, because he had no mental experience, those few people in the Mahayana period and the demon clan had all left at this moment, of course, compared to the freedom when they came, they all had great fear on their faces when they fled.

Whether it's Sanling Qionghua or Yang Xiaokai.

Of course, that's not the point.

Yang Xiaokai's palm moved, and the Heaven Covering Halberd suddenly came out and landed quietly on his palm.

Here it comes!

Although there is still a certain distance, the other party obviously did not hide his meaning, and the person has not yet arrived, but the earth-shattering momentum has already spread all over the world.

Strange breath.

Yang Xiaokai took a breath, originally he thought that the first person who would come should be the supernatural power who was injured by him in the human race.

Feeling this rather unfamiliar momentum, I am afraid that the person who came should have gone to the idol of the hinterland of the demon clan.

Sure enough, just as Xingchen described, the more people who are eager for the Void Realm, the greater the influence of the supernatural powers attached to the Three Spirit Qiong Flowers.

If the supernatural power doesn't get close to here for a distance, his momentum will change drastically.

At first, it was just an ambition to achieve, but now the momentum has become an infinite desire, and the existence of reason can no longer be felt.

Faced with this scene, Yang Xiaokai's hand holding the halberd tightened slightly, and directly suppressed his breath to the minimum.

The distance between the two sides is still far away, and if the other party is allowed to discover their existence at this moment, I am afraid that this terrifying desire will turn into an unparalleled killing intent. Straight towards yourself.

Momentum is the most subtle thing.

If it's now, let it change. When the two face each other, there is no doubt that the supernatural power will usher in the highest point of momentum. And Yang Xiaokai himself will be completely suppressed.

There is a certain gap in his own strength, and Yang Xiaokai at this moment will naturally not make that kind of choice.

didn't wait long, just a few short breaths, and a figure appeared in Yang Xiaokai's sight in the sky.

The idol that had been seen in the heavens and the earth was wrapped in this incomparably majestic blood, and flew straight towards here.

Physical Cultivation!

Yang Xiaokai's eyes sank, among the three emperors, if he really wanted to say that the person he feared the most, it was undoubtedly the idol.

It is also a physical practice. It will undoubtedly make him lose the advantage of facing the supernatural and supernatural powers, but at this moment, he obviously has no way out.

In any case, it was impossible for him to let the idol get the Three Spirit Qionghua, otherwise it would definitely be a disastrous result for him.

It seemed that because Yang Xiaokai suppressed his strength, the divine power seemed to have not seen him at all, and came quickly, aiming at the entrance of the spiritual realm.

Yang Xiaokai exhaled. Calm yourself down completely, just keep waiting, waiting.

So far, everything is under control.

The next thing to do is how to get a good grasp of it. The momentum of the moment the battle began.

Closer, closer.

Finally, when the idol stepped into the attack range of his halberd, less than a kilometer away. Yang Xiao moved.

Liaoyang marksmanship, the first sun rises into the sky.

Halberd turns into yang. Burning into the air, billions of rays of light rose from the end of the mountain at this moment. Lit up the whole world at once.

The figure that flew rapidly from the divine power suddenly froze, and with almost no pause, he raised his hand with a move, and a bright red long knife came into his hand.

Impeachment is his unique weapon, drinking blood.

The moment the sword came out, it was completely different from the swordsmanship performed by the two of them.

Fast, so fast that people didn't have time to react, and almost instantaneously, they slashed more than a hundred times on the piercing halberd.

Fierce, so fierce that it was beyond imagination, Rao is Yang Xiao opened a stay of nine, and his hands were still numb from the shock.

This person, tricky.

Turning away the terrifying power transmitted by the opponent's sword technique, Yang Xiaokai's face not only changed.

You must know that he has left his strength now.

When he faced himself like this, even if he did his best, he couldn't shake him, but now the statue of the god, but in an instant, it actually shook his palms numb?

Not only that, Yang Xiaokai also found that the sword technique of the god statue was strong and very difficult.

Not to mention, every slash will form a dark energy transmitted from the halberd, Rao is Yang Xiaokai is ninety percent of the strength covered it, and he was still broken through little by little.

Of course, Yang Xiaokai is not comfortable, and the statue is obviously not much better.

At the same time that the sword strength penetrated Yang Xiaokai's halberd, the power on the halberd also passed through the opponent's knife and passed on the palm of the idol.

Rumble!

The swords and halberds intersected, and the idol also only felt a numbness in his palms, and he almost couldn't hold the long knife in his hand.

Although they are both physical cultivators, there is obviously a certain gap between the statue and Yang Xiaokai's physical body.

"Give me death!"

However, at this moment, the idol didn't think about these questions at all, and found that Yang Xiaokai existed for a moment, and there was only anger in his eyes, monstrous anger.

Being able to take his own blow, doesn't that mean that the strength of the person in front of him is not much better than him?

What kind of feelings will such a person have about Sanling Qionghua?

After a moment of consternation, some thoughts were just madness, just killing.

"Knife River!"

With a loud roar, the god statue raised 100,000 knives, and instantly turned into a vast galaxy, like a waterfall flying down from the nine heavens, and pressed straight towards Yang Xiaokai.

Yang Xiaokai's pupils shrank, not only gasping.

Damn, you bastard.

Fierce knife technique, only attack, no letting go.

It's like a beast that knows it will die, roaring and launching the fiercest, most ruthless, and final blow.

Roar!

Yang Xiaokai poured his feet hard, and directly stepped on the air under him to collapse a full foot, and at the same time raised his body up a foot, and at the same time, Liaoyang's marksmanship was the strongest, and the remnant sun exploded like blood.

Attack, or attack.

Nine times the strength, go all out, regardless of it.

At this moment, he knew that if he had even the slightest idea of retreating, this battle would completely turn into a one-sided result.

When!when!

Both sides are going all out, and both sides are not going to die.

Before the spirit realm, with the beginning of the battle, the situation changed, and there seemed to be several real dragons within a thousand miles of each other frantically biting each other, all the way over, all the way to destruction.

Ten moves, 100 moves, 1000 moves.

At the moment of the battle, it seems that only one person dies and one survives before the battle ends.

Mines strike the sky, and the sky collapses and the clouds collapse.

Before the Spirit Realm, in the land of thousands of miles, with the war between the strongest level monks of the human race, the earth turned into a thousand miles of desert at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One by one, the terrifying tornadoes that could devour the Mahayana and destroy the primordial infant continued to howl and fly up, shatter, and reappear in this piece of debris.

I don't know how to leave my hand, there is no end. (To be continued.) )