V3.Chapter 9

The sea breeze stopped.

The tide faded away.

The strong night gradually covered the fading moonlight, and in the darkest night before dawn, the whole world seemed to return to the most repressive state of silence.

The last ray of moonlight is scattered on the sea, and the blue waves rise and fall slowly. The shimmering waves with surging cold brilliance make the whole beach hazy. In the trance light, the figure on the beach seems to walk with the breeze, not anxious or slow.

Black pupil, the light flowing in the dark pupil, she looked at it quietly, her face suddenly changed slightly, with a surprise that she couldn't hide.

With the fading of the moon, the visibility under the night has been reduced to the lowest, but the man is at the end of the line of sight, still outside the observation range of all people, so no one can see who the young Tianjiao in Qin Weibai's mouth is.

But black pupil is different.

Her black eyes, almost without any white eyes, look creepy, but they are gifted. From small to large, her sight range and visibility are much stronger than others. Because of this advantage in vision, Heitong has become one of the most valuable talents in the Wang family of Beihai, The black pupil, who is infinitely close to the half step invincible and still has room for improvement, is enough to make anyone dare not underestimate. Because of her superior eyesight, she is also one of the most terrible snipers in the Wang family of Beihai.

So in the case that no one has ever seen the distance clearly, through the dark night, only Heitong can clearly see the beach and the figure in the distance.

Black pupil's pupil obviously contracted for a while, the look in the eyes is more condensing, in the line of sight, that so-called young Tianjiao is more than young?

Just a teenager.

Nearly 300 meters away, with black eyes, she can clearly see each other's figure and appearance. In his eyes, it is not only young, but also childish.

Sixteen? Seventeen? Or 18?

He walked calmly on the beach, dressed in the junior high school uniform of East Island, carrying a schoolbag, as if he was on his way to school.

Black pupil a time only feel incomparable absurdity.

It's ridiculous to go to school so early.

But Qin Weibai, the second person in Tangtang reincarnation palace who can exercise the power to kill a junior high school student is also ridiculous.

In such an important cooperation between Wang Xiaoyao and reincarnation, it is absurd that Wang Xiaoyao should take such a child's life as the name.

Qin Weibai said that he is not the child's opponent, or ridiculous.

Black pupil some dull standing in place, a time even forgot to speak.

The teenagers on the beach get closer and closer, and gradually become clear in the sight of other people.

"Is that him?"

Wang Xiaoyao finally sees the young man on the coast clearly. His eyes are wide open and he looks at Qin Weibai in consternation with suspicion that he can't hide.

Not only Wang Xiaoyao, but also the deep breath of saints and military strategists were slightly fluctuating, which was obviously a little strange.

This is really a young boy who looks childish. He is of ordinary height and appearance, but he looks very clean. He is clean in both clothes and face.

But in addition, the other side seems to have nothing to pay attention to.

Thick night, boundless sea.

In the huge environment, the small figure walked quietly, quietly, but with a little loneliness.

Qin Weibai's bright and condensed eyes are still clear, but a little more trance.

At this moment, she thought of Li Tianlan.

The man who had been predestined in her fate, a few years ago, a lot of years ago, just like the youth in front of her, was walking alone and peacefully in the vast mountain forest?

"How about this man?"

Qin Weibai was silent for a while, and suddenly asked, her face is calm and perfect, but her heart is always surging violently.

"Ordinary."

Wang Xiaoyao shakes his head and looks at Qin Weibai: "is it the wrong person?"

Qin Weibai raised her mouth with a sneer. She couldn't speak of arrogance and coldness. She looked at the young man's eyebrows seriously. Maybe it was a preconceived relationship. At this time, the other person's eyebrows were so clear, even dazzling.

"I can't see clearly."

The saint suddenly opened his mouth, and the sharp sword around him had completely dormant. His steady voice seemed to have a faint hesitation: "I can't see it, it's strange."

"Can't see clearly? Can't see through? "

Wang Xiaoyao frowned, his eyes turned again to the boy who might die in his own hands.

The teenagers by the sea are getting closer and closer. With the distance of tens of meters, they can see almost every expression on each other's face.

Ordinary, calm, dull.

It seems that the other party is thinking about something and seems to be a little distracted.

"It's strange."

The voice of the military division next to his ear rang out with a little doubt: "the other side looks too ordinary, ordinary some fake? It's not right. It's weird. "

"Real and unreal."

Qin Weibai's quiet voice.

Wang Xiaoyao, who has been quietly observing the youth, is shocked suddenly, and his pupils contract suddenly.

He finally found out that the youth was unusual.

The night is in the air.

The waves are rolling.

In front of him, the young man is walking on the beach, but every move brings a clear and almost strange reality. Everything he has seems to be placed in front of them, which can be seen through at a glance. However, if we observe carefully, we find that the so-called seeing through is no different from not seeing through.

He really exists, but the whole person does not have any emotion and temperament.

Between reality and illusion, there is no disguise, no self, only a very real emptiness.

It's like a mass of air.

Clearly see, but it seems not to see.

Wang Xiaoyao felt this strange feeling for the first time. For a moment, his hair even stood up, and he even felt that he was living to hell.

Young pride?

Young pride?

Qin Weibai's evaluation suddenly became very important in his heart. His face was dignified and he said slowly: "this man is not simple. Who is he? "

Such a character makes him feel strange and dangerous, even frightened. This is a hunch similar to intuition. Wang Xiaoyao's apparent strength is in the stable stage of thunder, but his actual strength in his early 30s is half invincible. Although he has not reached the level of saints and military strategists, he is not afraid of a teenager, What he worried and even feared was the future of the young man in front of him.

If it's really young Tianjiao, the dark world in the future, the other side is absolutely a person who no one dares to ignore.

Qin Weibai didn't speak. He just looked at the boy who was getting closer and closer. The gentle wind moved her clothes. In a trance, the strange woman who was regarded as a goddess by countless people in the dark world became more and more ethereal and dreamy.

No one knows what this young man means to the dark world, to the East Island, and to the upcoming battle of Long Island. Neither the commander nor the saints know.

If Li Tianlan was the object Qin Weibai wanted to protect in the battle of Long Island, this young man in front of him was the target he wanted to kill at all costs.

It seems that they have nothing to do with each other, but do they really have nothing to do with each other?

Memories with the sound of the tide clear ring, then into a huge wave, crazy impact on all her reason.

In fact, it has nothing to do with the poison of extreme cold and the poison of extreme heat, nor has it to do with the transaction between reincarnation and that mysterious force. Even if there is nothing, she has to kill the young man in front of her, but after adding those two strange poisons, her mentality has completely changed.

"I'll do it now?"

Wang Xiaoyao hesitated and asked. He still doesn't know the strength of the young man in front of him. But the more he observes, the more pressing he feels. It seems that there is always an intuition reminding him of the threat of the young man in front of him, and he can't wait to make a move.

He took a step forward, and there was a sudden flash of murder in his eyes.

This killing machine suppresses infinite edge, but it is very weak, weak almost imperceptible.

Can be almost at the same time, quietly walking forward, seems to be in the wandering youth suddenly stopped.

At a distance of tens of meters between the two sides, and across the deepest night, the young man looked up and looked at the cliff.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoyao only felt that he saw two stars.

It was a pair of eyes suddenly condensed all the brilliance, clear and calm with a trace of abuse and fun.

The afterglow of the moon seemed to concentrate on him all at once, making his whole person look more real and illusory.

"Who's there?"

He opened his mouth slowly, his soft voice with the boy's hoarseness in the voice changing period of his youth, gentle as the night wind blowing through his ears.

It's incredible to have such a keen perception. Although the two sides are not more than tens of meters apart, it's just a plane distance. As soon as they go up and down, there are cliffs rising from the ground. At such a distance, the other side can instantly lock their position with a slight killing intention. It's just

Wang Xiaoyao's eyes have been completely condensed, and his sharp eyes are twinkling in his eyes. He takes another step forward and is about to jump off the cliff.

"Saints."

Qin Weibai suddenly spoke softly.

The saint took a step forward in silence.

"You go."

Qin micro white light way: "quick battle quick decision."

Wang Xiaoyao is stunned, and then understands that even if Qin Weibai wants to kill the boy below, he doesn't want him to do it now.

What Qin Weibai wants seems to be to let himself end the life of the other side, rather than fight with the other side in person?

He picks his eyebrows and doesn't speak. It's obvious that the boy below has secrets, but Qin Weibai doesn't want to reveal them, so he lets the saints do it.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyao's heart is full of strange things.

In the current situation of East Island, who is the teenager Qin Weibai came to Ninghu secretly to kill? What impact can it have on today's situation?

Wang Xiaoyao has learned a lot about this woman who once made him unable to extricate herself from meeting him for the first time. He can be sure that if the young man below is an insignificant or even irrelevant figure, even if he is young Tianjiao, Qin Weibai will not rush to kill such a person.

"Good."

The saint answered calmly, took a step forward, and rushed down the cliff without hesitation.

His body wrapped in a black cloak fell rapidly, stirring the night like a flash flood, and rushed directly to the boy beside the beach.

The dull thunder suddenly rolled over the sky, the thunder fell, and the sword Qi tore the night sky. The hundred meter night sky was instantly dyed into a strange dark blue curtain by the sword Qi. The curtain was like electricity, with a fierce killing machine to destroy everything.

The sword is majestic and mighty!

In a flash, the whole young man who used to stand quietly by the sea has completely changed.

His figure became clearer under the dark blue light curtain, but his momentum became more and more illusory. Under the edge of the mighty sword Qi, the young man had a vague feeling that he almost disappeared in the world.

Only his eyes were still bright and clear, through the light curtain composed of sword Qi, through the night, straight to the cliff.

Clear, quiet, but with a suppressed to the extreme ferocity!

The saint's body has fallen to the ground. In front of him, the light curtain composed of sword Qi is still expanding. Almost in the blink of an eye, the young man is completely covered.

The sword spirit is rampant in the air. The yellow sand on the beach rises to the sky under the fierce fire of the sword spirit. It flies up to a height of more than 100 meters. Countless dark blue electric arcs dance wildly. The whole battlefield turns into a strange world in an instant.

In the dim light and shadow, the clear but ferocious eyes became brighter. The body of the boy did not move, and he did not take out any weapons.

He just threw away his schoolbag and put his hands together.

At the moment when the sword Qi was about to fall, the young man's hands suddenly formed a complex and strange handprint.

This is a unique skill that never appeared in the dark world.

strange.

Unknown.

No phase seal!

Heaven and earth have no phase, and all living beings have no phase.

Dense as the curtain of the sword almost furious in front of the young man rushed.

The boy's body seemed to flicker slightly.

The next second, he looks very thin body has directly appeared in front of the saints.

Come on.

Fast as a ghost.

Wang Xiaoyao, who has been staring at all this, doesn't even see how he evades the fierce sword Qi for a moment.

Young hands still close together, fingers change, new India Jue suddenly again.

The temperature in the air drops suddenly.

Summer suddenly into the winter, heaven and earth seems to have become absolutely indifferent.

"Click..."

Crisp sound, the upper air suddenly condensed into ice, ice crazy spread, almost instantly spread to hundreds of meters.

The seal formula in the hands of young people is completely formed.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of meters of cold, a violent shock, and then thoroughly shattered.

Countless sharp ice like a spear after a spear in the air with a sharp sound howling constantly falling down.

Heartless seal!

Soft wind, dark night, cold moon.

All disappeared in an instant, and the whole battlefield was left with violent killing intention and extreme indifference.

"Brush!"

Without any hesitation, the saint immediately pulled out the sword behind him.

The boss said he wanted to make a quick decision, so from the beginning, he just went all out!

The bright light of the sword edge jumps, and a touch of dangerous blue that condenses to the extreme permeates the sword edge for the first time.

The distance between the young man and the saints was very close. When the sword edge was raised, the tip of the sword almost touched the young man's chest.

The sharp edge of the dark blue quietly cut through the boy's school uniform, and the boy's figure has soared to the sky, moving with his body, or fingerprints.

His fingerprints have become more and more complex, and a large residual shadow has been clearly brought out in the fast printing room.

rise.

Keep rising.

The saint raised his sword and raised his head. The figure of the boy had appeared in the air nearly 100 meters high.

The fingerprints are completely congealed.

Infinite seal!

"Boom!"

There was a sudden explosion of thunder in the sky, and a blue and purple light spot suddenly appeared in the sky, falling straight down.

The point of light is getting bigger and bigger. In the blink of an eye, it becomes a thick and almost terrible thunder light, which runs across the sky and the earth!

Thunderbolt!

Except Qin Weibai, everyone's face changed completely.

This is not even the most basic thunder scene, but an expert who is infinitely close to the top of thunder scene.

A thunderbolt in my teens!?

How is that possible?!

How can his body withstand the power of thunder?

The eyes of the saints changed.

He has overestimated the youth in the sky, but he didn't expect that the other side was close to the peak of thunder.

Qin Weibai said that when Heitong was not his opponent, the saint didn't think much about it. He thought that the other side was at the peak of the fire scene at most, or it was similar to Li Tianlan's half step thunder state at the beginning. If it was real Tianjiao, that kind of strength would be enough to defeat Heitong. Before the war started, He never thought that a teenager would have unlimited strength close to the top of the thunder scene.

What does it mean for Tianjiao to be close to the peak of thunderbolt?

That means the other side is enough to pose an absolutely fatal threat to him!

On the precipice, the military commander took a subconscious step forward.

Wang Xiaoyao and black pupil's killing intention has not been concealed.

In particular, Wang Xiaoyao, cold all over, for the first time felt the bone deep fear.

This talent is enough to numb everyone's scalp. At this age, how old can he become invincible?

Twenty five?

Twenty eight?

Such talent seems to be better than Wang shengxiao and Li Tianlan.

If he grows up, it will be a great threat to everyone.

all!

"Boom!"

The thunder was raging from the top to the bottom, and the huge thunder light seemed to fall from the end of the sky. The area of tens of meters was completely covered by the thunder light that expanded to the limit. From the top, it was a light column that broke through the confinement of heaven and earth, with the power of destroying everything.

This is the real power of heaven and earth!

Young hands still keep the seal, look cold, at this moment he stood in the air, all over the body is covered with lightning, dignified as a God.

Huge thunder came down from the sky and enveloped all around.

In the middle of the thunder, the saint suddenly straightened his body, raised his arms and shook his sword!

There was a roar in the middle of the thunder. The ordinary sword in the saint's hand was smashed directly. With him as the center, the air of hundreds of meters around him twisted and rotated wildly in an instant. Countless icicles falling from the sky turned into dust in an instant. The saint's body did not move, but a storm of hundreds of meters was raised all over his body. The storm turned from distortion to a piece of blue, The endless thunder and lightning roar converged in the storm, and the whole space seemed to solidify.

Thunder falls from above.

The storm rose from the ground.

Wind and thunder gather.

The fierce roaring sound with a few sharp sounds about to pierce people's eardrum reverberated around.

A large area of sea sand was rolled into the air, trees and grass were completely crushed in the expanding waves, the impact of wind and thunder was impacting everything around, and the whole cliff was shaking violently.

The military commander kept silent, and the air current in front of him was twisted, firmly protecting Qin Weibai. The desperate forces below kept colliding, and the wind and thunder were blowing. However, Qin Weibai didn't even raise his hair under the protection of the military commander.

The youth's figure flutters unceasingly along with the strong wind, appears strange and empty.

Make a seal with both hands.

The air seems to have been completely torn, the violent seaside seems to have fallen into hell from the cold winter, the cold wind is rolling the crazy sand, the storm around the saints is circling, but the whole space becomes dark blue with the youth's seal.

All of a sudden, the last handprint in the young man's hand took shape.

The tempest all over the saint stopped.

Almost at the same time, Qin Weibai's bright eyes suddenly flashed a majestic God awn that could not be looked directly at.

Seal of the dead!

The battlefield was suddenly quiet.

Like the dull wind blowing slowly, with the extreme cold and death breath, the whole blue space burst into pieces, the endless thunder light swept everything in a moment, the whole sea became a world full of thunder light, the storm around the saints was torn to pieces, even the sword spirit almost disappeared.

The boy who had been making the seal was a little pale, and finally stopped.

The figure of the saint who had rushed to the middle of the sky fell in place again. He raised his head and quietly looked at the youth in the air. But under the cover of his cloak, the red blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, as if endless.

"What is this unique skill?"

Wang Xiaoyao kept deep breathing for several times, which was difficult to open his mouth.

There are countless unique skills in the dark world, but some of them are not powerful, just because they are used by different people, so they can shock the world. Some of them have extraordinary power, and they are even more fierce and domineering in the hands of experts. Only a few unique skills shake the world, and they belong to the top inheritance. In the hands of experts, their power is simply the most powerful.

For example, Wang's six samsara sword in Beihai.

Like Li's sword.

For example, the ten wonders of Zhenwu in Kunlun city.

At present, he has never heard of the youth's overprint formula. However, judging from its power, it is so overbearing and inheritable that he has never heard of it before. It is unimaginable.

Hurt the saints with the strength of less than the peak of thunder.

Even if it is young Tianjiao, it is enough to shock people.

Who are the saints?

On the first day of reincarnation, Wang is one of the strongest in the invincible world.

In the dark world, he is as famous as Zhongzhou Qinglong Gongsun, the king of shadow, and Zhongzhou Nirvana sword guard Kunlun. He belongs to the top half step invincible master. He has even vaguely broken through the limit of half step invincibility, but he has not really reached the invincible.

Wang Xiaoyao doesn't deny that the youth's talent is gorgeous, but if there is no top-level inheritance of martial arts, he can never do this step.

"I heard my sister talk about it."

Qin Weibai sighed softly: "this is the seal of immortality."

Wang Xiaoyao was stunned. This was a name he had never heard of. Did the reincarnation palace master mention it?

He looked at Qin Weibai and said subconsciously, "what is immortal seal?"

"I don't understand martial arts. Naturally, I can't explain the principle. I should imitate heaven and earth, integrate heaven and earth, belong to the category of potential, pure potential."

Qin Weibai shook his head.

Beihai Wang's six samsara sword is a combination of strength and intention, which breaks out in an instant and sublimates to the utmost.

Li's sword is a combination of meaning and potential, breaking everything, unparalleled in the world.

The immortal seal in front of us is just seeking potential, pure potential.

This is a different road of martial arts. It's hard to distinguish between the superior and the inferior. When you go to the extreme, you will have the power to surpass the contemporary.

Wang Xiaoyao's face is a little ugly. He has never heard of the seal of immortality. He may have created this unique skill. His strength is unimaginable. Sure enough, it is not so easy to cooperate with Qin Weibai. He even feels that he has caused a huge trouble.

"What else do you know about the immortal seal?"

Wang Xiaoyao is silent for a moment, looking at Qin Weibai and saying seriously.

"I don't know much. I'm not very interested in martial arts. I just listen to my sister's casual words. The seal of immortality should be a combination of twelve patterns and three moves. I don't know the rest. "

Qin Weibai's tone is cold.

"Then..."

Wang Xiaoyao looked at the young man suspended in the air, and he wanted to say nothing.

"His words, at most can play nine style, there is also a comprehensive style. That's the limit

Qin Weibai seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and said calmly, "it's already the fourth style."

The dialogue between the two finally attracted the attention of the young man.

In the silence, the boy's body floating in the air suddenly floated up again. The electric light almost completely wrapped up his whole body, making him look like Thor who controls thunder and lightning, fierce and indifferent.

In the electric light, the height of the young man was as high as that of the cliff. Several people looked at each other. The young man's indifferent eyes suddenly flashed a fierce opportunity to kill, and sneered: "Qin Weibai? Wang Xiaoyao? It's a big battle. Is the next one military division? Or saints? Have you ever thought about the consequences of dealing with me? "

It's very standard, but it's a little weird Chinese.

"Do you know me?"

Wang Xiaoyao frowned tightly, he more and more obvious smell of conspiracy, but tonight all this, he has no way to escape.

"If there is any disaster for Wang family in Beihai in the future, it will all be caused by tonight."

The young man, who had taken off all his disguises, said coldly, and his momentum soared. Just when everyone thought he was going to attack the cliff, his figure flashed, but in an instant he was far away from the battlefield.

His chilly sneer came from the air: "you don't deserve to kill me. Just go back and wait for our revenge."

Wang Xiaoyao suddenly changed color, subconsciously want to intercept, but the young figure has been flashing, blink of an eye has been to the beach.

This kind of speed is out of his reach.

If we let him escape tonight

Wang Xiaoyao's heart sank suddenly.

Below the cliff, a fierce roar suddenly rang out.

The saints did not hesitate to catch up with the boy who had reached the seaside.

With a sneer, the boy dropped his feet on the sea and suddenly turned around.

Unprepared, there was a sudden change.

The sea water under the young man's feet suddenly burst open, and countless water splashes. The figure of the young man's fleeing with all his strength bumped into the water splashes, but the whole person's body did not move forward, but instantly went back tens of meters.

bomb?!

The young man was shocked and angry, but more at a loss. He couldn't tell whether the explosion was a bomb or not. If it was a bomb, how could the other party bury the bomb here in advance?

Coincidence?

It's all about blinking.

But the distance of tens of meters is enough for the saint to get close to him again.

The boy's indifferent face suddenly changed, and he roared: "yes..."

"Boom!"

The huge roar of sword Qi suddenly fell on him, drowning all the voices of the young man. The saint raised his arms high, and the sword Qi all over his body gathered madly. A huge sword with a length of more than 100 meters appeared above his head.

The saint's hands were empty, and he suddenly split, almost splitting the sky and earth. The sword roared wildly and smashed down.

A trace of ferocity flashed in the young man's eyes, subconsciously to the right side.

"Boom!"

The huge sword fell on the sea, hundreds of meters of sea water was split, the huge impact force made the boy's body suddenly unbalanced, and a mouthful of blood gushed out directly.

No one can see what happened at that moment, and no one knows why the figure of the young man who has been able to walk away actually retreated back, but it doesn't matter at all. Wang Xiaoyao's eyes are indifferent. The first time the saints catch up with the young man, he has left the cliff and rushed to the beach at full speed.

The saint's figure was close to the boy's side.

There was no sword in his hand, but there were hundreds of dark blue sword shadows whistling wildly around him. One sword after another kept exploding. With destructive power, the whole piece was shaking violently in the fierce collision.

Wang Xiaoyao's figure is extremely close to the seaside. If this young man runs away, the whole Beihai Wang family will make a big enemy in the future. Beihai Wang family is not afraid of anything, but no one wants to trouble if there is one less thing. So this time, he doesn't hide his strength at all. In the roar of thunder and sea, his body drives the electric light straight into the battlefield.

Separated by tens of meters.

Wang Xiaoyao opened his hands and suddenly gathered a huge sword with a length of tens of meters in his hands.

The huge sword is thick and sharp, and it turns over in Wang Xiaoyao's hands with almost unstoppable edge.

Wang Xiaoyao holds the palm of his hand and sweeps with a sword.

The endless sea water burst open suddenly, the huge sword like the sky, sweeping with the sword meaning of peiran Moyu, and the endless killing opportunity suddenly broke out on the sea.

Six samsara sword, Wang Dao sword!

In the young man's indifferent eyes, there was a trace of undisguised eagerness, and he suddenly said: "I am..."

"Boom!"

Thousands of swords came out of the water again. The roar was intended to cover up the young man's words. Countless swords condensed by the sea flashed to the young man's back.

The saint was silent and made up his mind not to let the boy speak more.

"You

The young man's eyes suddenly stood up.

The sword spirit of the saint and Wang Xiaoyao's will almost envelop him at the same time.

Young people seem to know that today can not be good, the whole person completely crazy.

He was full of thunder all over his body. Facing the siege of the saints and Wang Xiaoyao, he did not retreat, but chose to work hard.

"Die for me!"

The boy roared as hard as he could, and his fingerprints changed again.

In the thunder light, a large area of sea water suddenly surged.

The waves overturned, and countless waters rose in a flash.

Seal of the sea!

Like the roar of extinction, countless sea water rushed to the sky violently.

All of a sudden, the world is turning over.

The sea has become a mountain and a sky.

The original calm sea suddenly raised a huge wave as high as 100 Zhang, which kept rising and almost covered the sky.

In the almost suffocating scene, the huge waves with irresistible human force pounded down.

The young man's face was icy cold. At this moment, his every move had a kind of world-famous demeanor. His momentum was so strong that he could start the world.

Huge waves are like landslides.

Wang Xiaoyao's huge sword and the saint's thunder light were drowned by the huge waves. Their bodies went up against the current in the huge waves, and the huge waves suppressed the thunder light and the huge sword. The whole coastline seemed to vibrate. The place where the huge waves hit directly left a deep pit of more than 100 meters long.

The young man, who had been completely crazy, made a seal again without stopping.

Above the sea, his body suddenly shot into the sky.

Star River seal!

In a flash, all the shimmering light in the world seemed to gather on the young man. The whole young man was like a young god who came down to earth. All his body was cold and deadly light, like a vast and endless river of stars.

Saint and Wang Xiaoyao raise their hands instinctively.

High above the sky, every move seems to be able to destroy the world of young people with endless light suddenly dive down.

"Pseudo domain!"

Wang Xiaoyao suddenly exclaimed.

However, the body of the boy's dive is close to the saint and Wang Xiaoyao, with the whole galaxy and the whole sky.

The figures of Saint and Wang Xiaoyao fall into the deep sea with the boy's fall for a moment. The thunder light is spreading on the sea, and the dark blue is rising and spreading on the sea. The whole sea begins to revolve around the boy.

Attack.

It's still a rush.

The determined youngster has the spirit of ignoring life and death. The moment they fall into the sea, the new seal formula takes shape again.

Samsara!

A blue sea suddenly turned into a huge enough to swallow all the whirlpool, the saint and Wang Xiaoyao had no time to adjust. With the constant rotation of the whirlpool, their bodies were almost completely out of balance.

This is not a pseudo domain, but it can make the body out of control?

The endless electric light continuously condenses in the whirlpool, and one after another continuously splits on Wang Xiaoyao. Wang Xiaoyao's body is shocked, and the strong breath becomes weak in an instant.

The saint suddenly snorted coldly. In the whirlpool of violent rotation, a piece of extremely intense fire light instantly burned on the sea. The thick whirlpool quickly evaporated, and even a large piece of electric light began to completely disappear.

The boy roared, his body soared up again, and his hands sealed.

Lingxiao seal!

The sea is calm in turbulence.

There is no vision in the sky.

But the youth's eyes were red. With the completion of the seal, the whole person's breath suddenly rose a lot.

Thunderbolt peak!

The saint and Wang Xiaoyao were shocked.

How similar is this yinjue to Wang's unique skill of rebelling against heaven?

The young man finished the seal, but he never stopped. His face was pale and terrible, but his action was more and more determined, with the pride and coldness that could not be offended.

The ninth seal.

The seal of heaven's punishment!

The light of the youth's whole body suddenly expanded and instantly spread into a halo with a range of hundreds of meters.

The fingerprints are complete.

Thunderous thunder, countless lightning suddenly appeared from the air, 10, 100, 1000

Hundreds of meters around, the aura shrouded in the scope of a flash into lightning hell.

The saint tried his best to resist, but he was surprised to find that all the thunder, fire, and even ice within the aura were evacuated by Shengsheng. All he could rely on was the sword, only the sword Qi.

Dense lightning Hao does not stop falling in the air, like the fury of heaven.

Wang Xiaoyao almost can't support it. He coughs up blood. He supports it. Subconsciously, he looks at the saint and smiles bitterly.

The saints do their best, but they don't do their best.

His so-called full strength is that he used his own strength in this realm, but from the beginning to the end, the saint's sword only has sword Qi, not sword intention.

What this means is self-evident.

In the reincarnation of the twelve heavenly kings, the other heavenly kings may be mysterious, but they have traces to follow after all. However, only the military adviser and the saints have no information to search. These two people seem to have emerged out of thin air. It can only be said that these two most mysterious heavenly kings are well hidden, so that everyone does not know what their true bodies are.

Sword meaning is the easiest clue to guess the origin of a person.

But the saint didn't use any sword from beginning to end. In other words, he didn't use any unique knowledge.

If not, he would not be so passive.

At this time, does he want to hide his identity?

Wang Xiaoyao vomited blood, and his consciousness gradually fainted.

At last, the thunder in the sky was gone.

In the night, the young man's cold and arrogant voice sounded again, with extreme killing and unable to hide his weakness: "send you on the road!"

His hands sealed again. This time, the seal was obviously much faster than before, but it was also much longer. One by one, the fingerprints were quickly completed. The breath of the youth became extremely weak, but the fingerprints still continued.

Wang Xiaoyao suddenly thought of what Qin Weibai had just said.

His lips moved and he said, "the combination?"

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth seemed to be shocked.

The young man's fingerprints have been completed, and endless light comes out of him. It is dazzling enough to cover up everything, and enough to stir the whole world.

Behind the immortal seal is the edge of the sword!

There is no thunder, no fire, no ice in the light.

Only the wind.

Soft and soft.

Ethereal.

The wind that destroys everything!

Comprehensive: Nine empty endless!

The world is empty, but the danger of death is endless.

The saint suddenly widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it, but then he reacted and jumped up with a long cry.

His body fell into the light and disappeared completely.

No one can see everything clearly, just feel the world is surging, the light will completely cover all the pictures.

In the roar of the youth, the dangerous light and edge suddenly expanded and burst. The sword, which was so complex that it was difficult to recognize, was surging and scattered. In the light, the figures of the saints and the youth fell from the height at the same time.

The young man's mouth is full of blood, and it seems that there are some pieces of tongue.

The last sword, after all, is a little better than the saints, but he deliberately broke the young tongue, and ultimately the outcome of both sides.

From the beginning to the end, the saints did not let the boy say much.

They don't even know his name.

The young man's body fell on the ground, and his breath was weak, but the whole man looked very calm.

The battlefield was completely calm.

The light footstep passed through the night.

Qin Weibai didn't know when he had stepped down the cliff and came to the young man, looking at his eyes calmly.

Seeing Qin Weibai, the boy's calm face suddenly becomes excited. He stares at Qin Weibai and struggles to move to him. His mouth whines. Although he can't speak, everyone can feel the reluctance and questioning in his eyes.

But in Qin Weibai's eyes, in addition to complexity, it's still complicated.

"Want to know why I killed you?"

Qin Weibai looks at the boy and suddenly asks in a soft voice.

The young man moves his struggling body and stops, just stares at Qin Weibai's dreamy perfect face and gasps heavily.

"Because some people seem to have no weakness, but their biggest weakness is responsibility. He is, and so is he

Qin Weibai said calmly, "what I don't have is a sense of responsibility."

The boy's eyes narrowed and seemed relieved, but then they became cold and mocking.

Qin Weibai's eyes gradually become cold, with a little indescribable hatred. The young man's eyes seem to have angered her. She said coldly, "I know you are unconvinced, but I won't give you a chance. This is the end of your arrogance."

The boy's eyes dare not flash away. He bites his teeth and closes his eyes.

Qin Weibai turns his head and takes a look at Wang Xiaoyao, who is weak but still sober.

"Kill him."

She whispered.

Wang Xiaoyao hesitated and came over.

"I want to see it with my own eyes."

Qin Weibai's tone was as light as the wind, but it was mixed with the ice and snow of the deep winter: "I saw you kill him with my own eyes, and he was defeated!"

be turned to dust!

How deep is this obsession?

Wang Xiaoyao's body trembled slightly, and a long sword formed by lightning was shaped in his hand. He hesitated, and finally raised his hand and stabbed the boy's throat.

The youth's vitality quickly disappeared, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.

Tianjiao falls.

Qin Weibai turned to leave calmly.

Young Tianjiao is nameless in life and nameless in death.

This is destiny.