The sky is as blue as a pure and flawless gem, but there is a trace of sweet and fragrant breath in the air, and the light is soft and bright. Ma Xingkong stays in the blessed land of the cave to practice, as if in just a blink of an eye, another year and a half passed.

During this period, he had digested most of the spoils he had obtained in the past, and even the Nascent Souls of those powerful enemies were integrated into his natal world one by one...

Xu Zang, the Lord of Xuantian Mountain, Yasuo Shenzong, Sasaki Sho, and the last value of these fourth-level masters who have left in this world was also drained. The countless space fragments contained in their Nascent Soul expanded and increased the solidity of Ma Xingkong's natal world.

Now Ma Xingkong is confident that if he faces the alien genius who was in the alien space last time, as long as he is included in the world, even if he lets him go, the other party will not be able to break his natal world.

As for the Lord of Xuantian Mountain, Sasaki Sho, two former powerful men who were once close to the world, he could just swing his sleeves to wrap him into the world and then easily strangle him.

"The ultimate life and death!"

The essence of life gathered after consuming the inventory of many powerful beasts in the home and all accumulated items gathered into a longan-sized sphere. Looking at this existence derived from the wheel of life and death, Ma Xingkong couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

"Return to the original place!"

The blood-red sphere the size of a longan gradually expanded and spread out, gradually integrating into every inch of the natal world, as if it was nurturing new life.

When consciousness returned to his personal space, Ma Xingkong saw three items floating in front of him, Tuoxie, Feiyan and a simple and heavy ring.

At this moment, the appearance of Tuoxie and Feiyan also changed. The Feiyan spear absorbed the metal essence of countless magical weapons and blades, becoming sharper than before. The Tuoxie armor seemed to absorb too much life essence, and its whole body turned into a dark red color.

It is obvious that these two growth-enhancing spiritual treasures have improved significantly in terms of level. Although their current abilities are still a bit useless for Ma Xingkong, Ma Xingkong is still very satisfied with the achievements brought by the seclusion and ascetic practice during this period.

"When practicing at a higher stage, the role of external objects is gradually weakening. Not to mention the medium-grade spiritual treasures that can grow in nature, even the top-level spiritual treasures can only be used at this stage. When it comes to the stage of space transformation, it is also optional."

Gradually realized the difference between future battles and past. Ma Xingkong's eyes were filled with some expectations for challenges.

"But these Tuoxie and Feiyan are very mysterious. With my current eyesight, I can't see the mystery contained in it. I believe that the strength of the killing god Bai Qi should be more than the realm of Qiankun in the Sleeve."

Ma Xingkong did not have much speculation about Bai Qi's strength. He was almost certain that as long as he kept making progress, the unknown secrets of the past would emerge one by one in front of his eyes.

"The only thing I haven't refined completely is the ring I once took off from the demon master. He was just a realm of a distance. I really don't know how he set up such a powerful barrier and spiritual imprint."

Ma Xingkong was just a little curious about the storage ring he pulled off from the demon master when he was at the peak of the third level. After all, the demon master was just an ordinary second level peak. In terms of combat power, he was not even as good as the genius whom he killed in another world. His resource accumulation was very attractive to the ordinary world and even the universe in his sleeves, but it was almost optional for Ma Xingkong.

His breathing is calm, his body is soft, his expression is gentle, his eyebrows are elegant, and he even has a little bookish atmosphere unique to a weak scholar. Ma Xingkong's current appearance is as good as the four big words "harmless" in humans and animals. Anyone who doesn't know the background will probably think that he is a teenager who specializes in writing.

This is what is called returning to nature.

His body seemed to be transformed into a piece with the surrounding space, and although the strongest power could burst out at all times, his breath was gentle and quiet, full of the charm of a book.

The next moment, a fishy and fierce aura of Wu Du Zun suddenly came here, completely destroying the charm here.

Feeling this powerful hostility, Ma Xingkong waved his sleeves and slowly stood up. This simple standing movement seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, and it was a bit in line with the meaning of the way of heaven.

With his waist straight and his chin chin slightly, Ma Xingkong's expression was not arrogant, but any creature that faced his eyes would involuntarily have a feeling: he was looking down at me!

With one step forward, his figure disappeared into his personal space.

...

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

At the signing of Saito Temple, Uesugi Aoi and Miyamoto Saburo exuded their breath without limit over the home.

Two fourth-level powerful people joined forces to do it, and their power was definitely worthy of the word "turning upside down". The clouds and gray air in the sky sank upwards, while the ground was constantly trembling under the momentum of the two.

At this moment, the creatures within a radius of 500 miles felt a panic from the heart. Their eyes were blank and their hearts were beating rapidly. The creatures with poor strength or lack of willpower collapsed or became neurotic and died directly.

The two of them worked together, and their momentum and pressure even penetrated into the crystal walls of the surrounding space nodes, with a smell that those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish.

However, with Saito An, the overbearing figure who is blessed by the great god in the upper world, there is nothing they can do like this.

"Miyomoto, why don't Lord Saito let us kill these damn Chinese people directly, but instead use this time-consuming and labor-intensive method to find Ma Xingkong?"

Ever since he realized that Miyamoto Saburo's true strength was not the peak of Sumeru Mustard, but the end of the world, Uesugi Aoi's attitude towards him has undergone earth-shaking changes, and one after another is simply incomparable.

Facing Uesugi Aoi's arrogant and respectful performance at the beginning, Miyamoto Saburo seemed to be truly relieved and responded sincerely with his face: "Master Saito's cultivation is clear and his heart is clear, and no one can guess it. Maybe he wants to fight Ma Xingkong fairly!"

"Master Saito Takayoshi, but only an outstanding person like Miyamoto-kun can understand his thoughts..."

Perhaps it was hundreds of years of insidious cultivation that had been fed to the dogs by feeding the accumulated experience. Although Uesugi Aoi's eyes were equally sincere, the words they said were too flattering and disgusting.

But Saburo Miyamoto had no intention of breaking his position, and just smiled slightly and continued to exude his own pressure to the surroundings.

In fact, his real thoughts were completely opposite to what he had just said.

"In a bullshit fair battle, Saito An wanted to throw a rat and avoid the weapon, making Ma Xingkong afraid and unable to exert all his strength!"

Although I was very dissatisfied with Saito An's actions, Miyamoto Saburo looked at Saito An with more sincere and awe.

"snort!"

Although Miyamoto Saburo's performance was perfect, and no deceitful thought was revealed. However, Saito An was able to practice to the realm of repairing the universe, which was also an existence with supernatural powers and extremely sharp minds. How could he not feel his thoughts?

However, from the sense of the energy in the dark, Saito An knew that Ma Xingkong was definitely not a second-step powerhouse at the end of the world. When the enemy was facing each other, he just snorted coldly and did not make any other extraordinary actions. As for thinking about how to deal with Miyamoto Saburo after the war, it is not worth telling outsiders.

Under the pressure of Miyamoto Saburo and Uesugi Aoi, eighty percent of the Chinese in their home lost consciousness in an instant and fell to the ground.

Others with slightly stronger strength raised their heads and stared at the sky with unyielding eyes.

It has to be admitted that the people who survive and grow up in each country have a unique temperament, so even though the Khanate, Japan and Chinese are all yellow people, most of the people in their homes can see the difference at a glance.

"Japanese devils! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Countless young, middle-aged, and elderly Chinese people looked at the sky with their limbs close to the ground, their eyes full of anger and murderous intent.

I have to say that if there is a miracle in quantity, quantitative change can also cause qualitative change. Even if more than 80% of people fall into a coma in an instant, the remaining hundreds of thousands of people's minds condensed like never before at this moment, and a fierce evil aura that soared into the sky completely dispersed the gray cirrus clouds in the sky.

"This kind of look is really annoying!"

Although this level of murderous intent will not really cause any harm to Uesugi Aoi and Miyamoto Saburo, it also makes their minds a little flawed and unhappy.

So the two of them rushed to the area with the strongest murderous aura and the most bloody nature at the same time.

Two sword lights, one green and one black, shot out from the two bodies and instantly split into thousands of sword lights.

The two of them are planning to kill one to warn them.

Facing thousands of sword lights, the Chinese people below were filled with blood and blood, mostly despair and unwillingness in their eyes. Some people were completely mentally collapsed at this moment. Some people also made breakthroughs between life and death and reached a higher level.

However, the fourth level cannot be achieved in one day, and the strength gap is too huge. Whether it is a breakthrough or a give up, you can only wait to die.

But there is a saying that God’s will is like a knife, and no one can measure it.

The next moment, the sword of Tianyi was held in his hand by a young man in a mysterious and golden Tang suit, and stopped a killing attack for the tens of thousands of Chinese people. The thousands of sword energy lights were brushed by a *** palm and melted away.

"Come on my territory, are you ready to die?"

The boy in a dark golden Tang suit stood proudly in the sky, facing his face towards Saito An and the other three.

At this moment, the three of them had only one object in their eyes.

A pair of eyes that are as dark as jade, but with a circle of obvious gold edges.

Looking at these eyes, Uesugi Aoi and Miyamoto Saburo felt their heart suddenly stop beating, and their throats were dry, as if the other party was a fourth-level powerful man, and he was just a little person who had just started practicing.

Saito An's cold expression that had not been transformed for a long time suddenly melted away at this moment, revealing a solemn look for the first time. He looked at Ma Xingkong and said word by word: "The soul projection, I didn't expect that I could meet such a person in the lower world."
Chapter completed!