Cultivator In Martial God World

Light and shadow move, and the void tears apart.

The attack jointly launched by the six Saint Level demons was not trivial, and it directly tore through the entire dark mountain range, exposing the strange sky in the central battlefield.

The distance between Yang Xuan and them was originally small. At this moment, the violent power came directly in front of him.

However, the following is lost.

After the violent wave-like power arrived in front of Yang Xuan, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, and there was no more sound.

Not only that, the six demons following the attack unexpectedly stopped their movements and froze in midair.

After a second, the six demons suddenly split from the middle, one in two, two in four, and eight in four...

After a while, the ground was full of dead bodies. The meat, the rotten stench rushed straight into his head.

The flocculent energy escaping from the evil demon's mind saw something wrong, and rushed to Manholo with a thunderous force.

But Yang Xuan would be the person who let the tiger returns to the mountains. The golden light swept away, and the flocculent energy of Six Paths dissipated directly under the reflection of the golden glow, leaving no trace.

The last alliance soldier did not enter the passage, Yang Xuan gave a long laugh, and the divine sense began to reclaim like a mad rainstorm.

The channel quickly closed, completely severing the connection with the normal starry sky.

Manhuluo seemed to feel something, his expression changed, a lot of flocculent mist appeared in his hand, and between waves, moved towards Yang Xuan, his face rushed over.

In an instant, the entire central battlefield seemed to tremble, and violent forces swarmed over the earth and mountains, damaging the stars in the void.

Yang Xuan has a strange color in his eyes.

The power of this manhala at this time has reached a level close to No. 1, which is very terrifying.

But the problem is that Yang Xuan even took the number one back and sat down. No matter how powerful Manholo is, how could it threaten him.

What he cares about is always the huge flocculent energy in Manhuluo's mind.

The violent force dissipated the starry sky, gathered in front of Yang Xuan, and formed a spiral drill bit, which went directly to the center of the eyebrows.

A golden finger appeared in front of this violent force, with a single tap, all the power dissipated, and Heaven and Earth returned to calm.

For the application of with and without, Yang Xuan has made further progress.

Manheluo was taken aback, just about to make another shot, Yang Xuan just said indifferently: "Enough!"

It is indeed enough.

As soon as the two words come out, between Heaven and Earth seems to have a stalwart collection of rules, forming a rope, from top to bottom, falling on the top of Manholo.

Manhuluo felt that something was wrong, and the complexion greatly changed, just about to dodge, but it was too late.

The invisible rope fell straight on top of her head, just like an angler's hook, with a light hook.

bang!

After a loud bang, a large mass of flocculent energy was pulled out directly from the heavenly spirit of Manholo, struggling left and right, but always struggling with Yang Xuan’s The power finally fell into the hands of Yang Xuan.

Look at Manhuluo again. After the flocculent force was separated, he was not dead yet, but stood there with a dull face, like a statue.

After a long while, she suddenly reflected it, and uttered a roar of heaven shaking, earth shattering: "Yang Xuan, what have you done, give me the strength, I am not at odds with you."

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This angry roar made Yang Xuan thoroughly understand.

This manhala simply did not die, but accepted Helim's power as a living person and was controlled by it.

Yang Xuan was suspicious just now, and it was confirmed at this time that he was already sneer on his face.

"It's not appropriate to put a good person, but I want to be someone else's dog slave!" He said with a cold smile.

"I hate you, I hate you!" Manholo's sharp voice resounded through Heaven and Earth, which also explained her in disguise.

Yang Xuan knew that she was hopeless and didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, indifferently said: "Is there any last words?"

"I'm going to kill you!" Man He Luo roared frantically.

"There is nothing we can do with this." Yang Xuan shrugged, and thousands of golden glow gathered like weaving, slowly stirring through Manholo's body.

Manhuluo's sharp voice came to an abrupt end, his eyes widened, his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say more, but he didn't say anything.

After that, she turned very quiet into the smallest particle between Heaven and Earth, disappeared.

A generation of Yin Sheng finally died in the hands of Yang Xuan, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

The golden glow disappeared, Yang Xuan stepped on the void, looking towards the distance.

There was a gap in the distant space, and the huge body of No. 1 was forcibly squeezed out, and more than a dozen maternal bodies were tied to the tentacles under him.

"Master, I caught them all, what should I do?" Number One flew over and asked, with some scars on his body, it seemed that the whole process was not easy.

"They are all dead. Since they are dead, please rest in peace." Yang Xuan said indifferently.

The number one is clear, with a light sigh, the tentacles churn, like a sharp blade that keeps closing, cutting away.

It is the same as Yang Xuan's idea. To make them no longer controlled by the power of the Lord, they can only be turned into the smallest particles.

More than a dozen flocculent energies escaped, preparing to escape, but Yang Xuan just looked down, and the flocculent energies immediately disappeared and refused to accept the existence.

"Where are we going now?" Number One asked.

Yang Xuan's palm stretches out, and the ball of football-sized flocculent energy in his palm is constantly changing its shape.

"Go to the Central Desert, it's there too." He said indifferently.

Number One was startled and asked: "The Lord is in the central desert?"

Yang Xuan shook his head, indifferently said: "It's not Helim."

"Who is that?" Number One asked.

"You will know if you go and see." Yang Xuan said slowly.

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The central desert is indeed a desert.

This desert with no end in sight is not the golden yellow that Yang Xuan imagined, but a decadent gray.

This is a gray desert, and even some places show black gravel and vegetation, which looks very strange.

The wind and sand in the sky flew thousands of meters high, forming a gray mist.

The wind force inside may have surpassed Level 12. If ordinary people are thrown into it, they will instantly be beaten by the high-speed moving gravel to the corpse riddled with holes.

Of course, ordinary people are also impossible to enter here, gather in the sandstorm, and launch a sneak attack on Yang Xuan. They are all dead corpses that are indeed riddled with holes.

After flicking a finger and knocking a dead Saint Level corpse flying over, Yang Xuan said to Number One who was following him: "Do you feel it?"

Number One Nodded solemnly, with a heavy tone: "This is the breath of Helim, and it can't be wrong."

Yang Xuan also nodded, said: "Your feeling is not wrong, it really belongs to Helim The power of, but the one in the middle of the sandstorm is not the deity of Helim."

Number One agreed.

If it were the deity of Helim again, the two would have become dead bodies in the desert long ago.

When I think of Helim's terrifying, No.1's heart trembles.

Yang Xuan suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "How do you think my current strength compares to Helim?"

Number one was taken aback for a while. Question: "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Yang Xuan laughed, and said directly: "Okay, I know!"

He didn't think of number one to say it, but one No.1 did not miss the opportunity to hit him, and continued: "Your current strength is certainly terrifying to the extreme, but if you compare it with Helim, hehe..."

At the end, Yang Xuan was very upset. Said ill-humoredly: "Sometimes, proper lies can boost morale."

Number One was dumb and said: "Nash Clansman refuses lies."

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Yang Xuan chuckled and said: "Fat you."

One still wanted to argue again, but Yang Xuan interrupted it directly and said: "Okay, Don't talk about it, let's think about how to deal with these two guys."

Number One was taken aback and cast his vision forward.

next moment, two huge silhouettes appeared in the sandstorm.