For those who are strong in the Divine Fetal Realm, the essence of life has undergone a perfect transformation, and the majesty of vitality in the body is far greater than that of ordinary martial artists.

Even if the vitality is shattered, as long as it is not killed on the spot, it will not be a problem to survive for a few more years, or more than ten years. However, it was not normal for Aya Musou to fall to the ruins after just three days.

And for this, Cheng Ting and the three of them didn't pay much attention to it. However, today, Ayayuan's old matter was brought up again, and Cheng Ting and Fang Henghai suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

"Could it be ......." Fang Henghai's eyes flickered violently, staring at Ayayuan deadly. He didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence, because if it was really as he imagined, then the result of today's situation was simply unbearable for him.

A chill surged from his heart, Fang Henghai only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and his scalp was bursting with explosions. And Cheng Ting's complexion is not much better than him.

"That's right, back then, Shizun repaired her natal divine weapon with the few remaining vitality, and then handed it over to me ........ Aya Yuan looked at Fang Henghai and Cheng Ting with cold eyes, and a sad smile appeared on the jade face.

"I'll leave it to you, impossible!" Fang Henghai's face was distorted, and he roared sharply. "You were just a little girl back then, even if Aya Wushuang repaired her natal divine weapon, you would definitely not be able to bear it!"

"That's right, back then, I really couldn't withstand the master's natal divine weapon. Therefore, Shizun divided her natal divine weapon into two parts, and put half of them into my body in a half-sealed state. Over the years, although I have not been able to use it because of my cultivation, I have completely refined it. Of course, the price of doing this is that even if I break through to the divine product now, I will no longer be able to give birth to my own natal divine weapon. Ayabuchi said in a calm voice, but under that calm, it was not difficult to hear the strong killing intent in his heart.

"Only half?" Fang Henghai's eyes flashed suddenly, and his expression immediately became a lot more relaxed. "Half of the natal divine soldiers are no different from waste at all. It's ridiculous, you still think you're a baby, and you can't conceive your own natal god for this, it's extremely stupid. ”

Ayabuchi looked at Fang Henghai, and the sarcasm in his eyes became even stronger.

"I'm already a Divine Grade Xuan Pattern Master now, so why don't you think I build a Divine Grade Xuan Array myself to deal with you, and I have to use this one that Master left for me?"

Hearing this, Fang Henghai's heart that he had just put down suddenly mentioned it again. His face slowly turned pale as he looked around. A thought that made him fall into an ice cave rose from his heart.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound sounded, Fang Henghai's gaze followed the prestige, and his face changed suddenly. I saw that Cheng Ting slapped his chest fiercely, and a mouthful of natal essence blood spurted out, wrapping the whole body, and then turned into a blood light and shot away into the distance.

This old guy would rather damage his own essence and blood than escape from this Xuan Array. And the reason why he did this completely confirmed the guess in Fang Henghai's heart.

"Now if you want to run, it's too late. Ayabuchi looked at the blood light that shot away and smiled coldly. "From the moment you entered here, the end was doomed. ”

As the words fell, Ayabuchi's hands were sealed with lightning bolts, and the three thousand green silks behind his head danced wildly without wind, and a streamer of light suddenly burst out from his heavenly spirit cover. Then the streamer split like a firework, turning into dazzling rays of light that melted into the surrounding void.

The next moment, this Xuan Array space unexpectedly became distorted, and then the endless glazed light, like a pure world holy flower, shone out from the void. The space is turbulent, as if the sky has changed. The next moment, Ayabuchi's figure had disappeared into this space.

"No!"

Seeing Ayayuan's figure disappear, Fang Henghai's eyes finally had a strong look of fear. In the body, there was a terrifying mystical power like a rampage, surging out, turning into a storm, and frantically blasting towards the surrounding space.

However, his attacks, under the bright and dazzling light of the Holy Light, melted away at an astonishing speed like the remnants of snow that had met the sun.

"Pure World Saint Flame! It's really Pure World Saint Flame!" Fang Henghai's voice became extremely sharp, and at this moment, a blood light was spit out from the void on the side like garbage.

The blood light wriggled and turned into a human form, which was Cheng Ting, who wanted to escape before.

"It's over, it's all over. This is Aya Wushuang's Pure World Floating Massacre, and none of us can escape. Fang Henghai lost his soul and was despaired, and his eyes were full of despair.

At the same moment, on the square of the East Palace, Ayabuchi's figure emerged from the void. And in front of her, there was a gorgeous jade pagoda that was crystal clear, like a crystal cast.

The glazed pagoda is only ten zhang high, but it gives people a majestic and magnificent atmosphere. It looks like the most perfect work of art in the world.

However, such a white jade-like aura floating slaughter was emitting a terrifying fluctuation that made people palpitate at this moment. As Ling Yuan's hands continued to change, mysterious patterns began to emerge on the surface of his tower.

The pattern formed by the interweaving of the lines is particularly mysterious, as if it contains the truth of the avenue.

Endless starlight, dazzling, fell from the heavenly dome and shrouded Ling Yuan's body.

Bathed in the light of the divine stars, Ling Yuan's delicate body began to have a strange sound as subtle as waves crashing on the shore, which was the power of her bloodline.

Ling Yuan's bloodline inheritance originated from the Wisdom Saint lineage in the human race's sacredness. When Chu Ling first entered the Heavenly Extreme Sacred Domain, the little girl Wutong he met in Youyun Prefecture was also the bloodline of this Wisdom Sage.

A person who possesses this kind of divine bloodline that belongs exclusively to the spiritual line can be said to be a natural Xuan Pattern Master. In the Xuanwen side, there is a huge advantage that others cannot match. If it weren't for that, Chu Ling wouldn't have taken out the cultivation method of the first two layers of his heart power back then and handed it over to Wutong.

The power of Ayayuan's bloodline has awakened to an extremely high level, although it has not reached the same level as Chu Ling's cultivation, but now it has also awakened to the level of the middle stage of the six stars.

At this moment, the power of the blood veins in her body was surging, and Zhou Tian's starlight was flowing around her body, looking extremely hazy and dreamy. And as she urged the blood veins in her body like this, she could only see that on the glazed floating tu opposite, the lines that exuded a mysterious aura became clearer and clearer.

"Pure World Holy Flame, refine it for me!" Ayayuan phoenix's eyes were full of anger, and in her enchanting and graceful body, it exuded a kind of majesty at this moment. Three thousand green silks flew up at the back of the head, and the snow-white long skirt was automatic without wind, and the hunting sounded.

This glazed floating slaughter is the natal divine weapon of the Ayayuan master Venerable Aya, named the Pure World Floating Slaughter. Aya Mushuang's bloodline comes from the Holy Spirit Clan in the Divine Race of the Human Race, and the bloodline of the Holy Spirit Clan is known as one of the most holy and mysterious bloodlines in the Xuantian Great World.

The people of the Holy Spirit Clan are born with the ability to trigger a kind of strange fire, the Pure World Holy Flame. This Pure World Flame will not cause physical damage to martial artists, but it can incinerate demon spirits, souls, and primordial spirits, which can be said to be extremely domineering.

Moreover, whether it is a demon beast or a human warrior, as long as the demon spirit or the primordial god is burned by this pure world holy flame, it will become the puppet of the other party. And its strength can also be retained to eighty percent of its lifetime!

In the war between heaven and earth in ancient times, the people of the Holy Spirit clan used this kind of pure world holy flame to enslave millions of puppets and armies of alien demons.

Aya Wushuang is not a descendant of the Holy Spirit Clan, although she can't directly cast this kind of Pure World Holy Flame, but the Natal Divine Soldier Pure World Futu that she cultivated with her own bloodline has this terrifying ability. As long as she falls into the Pure World Floating Slaughter and is refined by the Pure World Holy Flame, she will become her puppet.

In the Pure World Floating Slaughter of Aya Wushuang that year, a total of ten Heavenly Phase Realm Perfection powerhouses were refined, as well as one Divine Fetal Realm powerhouse. It's just that after being shattered by Cheng Ting, the puppets in it also disappeared.

"Boom!"

The moment Ayayuan's cold cheer fell, I saw that the Xuan Li between heaven and earth was directly rioting at this time, and in the Pure World Floating Slaughter, there was a monstrous glass-colored holy flame rising into the sky, involving Fang Henghai and Cheng Ting, whose faces had changed drastically.

Above the Pure World Floating Slaughter, thousands of miles of glazed light erupted, and then a terrible scream erupted from it. Fang Henghai and Cheng Ting, who were in the middle of it, frantically urged their own Xuan Power and the power of their bloodline, and one after another powerful Xuan Power Cultivation was like a torrential rain and bombarded the inner walls of the surrounding Futu indiscriminately.

However, the death struggle of the two was in vain. If they're at their peak, they might be able to get out of it. However, it is a pity that Ayabuchi did not hesitate to blow up the demon spirits of the Purple Pole Heavenly Thunder Dragon before, causing them to be seriously injured. At this moment, there is no way to return to the sky.

The raging holy flames shrouded the two of them. The bodies of the two were intact, and they were not burned by the Holy Flame in the slightest. However, their faces were distorted in horror, and the screams in their mouths became more and more sharp and terrible.

The Holy Flame burned was their primordial god!

After refining like this, but after a while, the screams that made the scalp tingle were completely silent. In the Pure World Floating Slaughter, the Holy Flame retreated, and the two figures stood quietly among them. In his eyes, there was no more spiritual fluctuation.

The two powerhouses of the Divine Fetal Realm were incinerated by Ayabuchi and became two walking corpse-like puppets.

Ayabuchi stared at the two figures in the Pure World Floating Slaughter, and the kind of eyes full of coldness turned red a little bit. Finally, she bent her knees and fell to her knees. Crystal tears flowed down the corners of his eyes. The sound of choking slowly spread across the sky.

"Master, Yuan'er has finally avenged you......."

(End of chapter)