The Qianyuan Sword in Xu Yang's hand suddenly divided into thousands of flaming sword shadows, and a rustling sound broke through the air. ∷A circle of flame light balls, from small to large, spread rapidly to tens of thousands of feet in size, covering Xu Yang and the World-Honored Coffin.

In this world of fire, the extremely terrifying holy art covers the sky hand, as if it had lost the support of its original power, no more star phantoms appeared, and their power was greatly reduced.

Boom!

A giant crater below suddenly erupted from a pillar of fire that rushed straight towards the sky, rushing straight towards the Heaven-Crossing Hand Sacred Technique! The pillar of fire that soared into the sky is the power of the Qianyuan Holy Sword, and its power is countless times stronger than an ordinary volcanic eruption.

The world of flame formed by the eruption of volcanoes is also the fourth level of sword control technique, which condenses the natural power of heaven and earth. This attack was performed by Xu Yang based on the artistic conception of the Sword Technique of Fried.

The Sky-Covering Hand Sacred Technique, weakened by the Fire World, was hit by the killing force of the volcano erupting, and a circle of hot and violent fire that burned the eyes, stormed into all directions. After one blow, the Sky-Covering Hand Sacred Technique was completely broken.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

The King Coffin World frowned deeply in the world of fire with flames. He knew that the surrounding sea of ​​fire, the volcano below, and the fire clouds in the sky were condensed by Xu Yang with a holy sword, and was purely composed of countless extremely subtle flame sword energy.

It can be said that this world of fire is the field formed by Xu Yang's sword technique. Xu Yang undoubtedly takes advantage of the battle in this.

"Saint of the Underworld Coffin, your holy technique of covering the sky is nothing more than that." Xu Yang's figure appeared in front of the World Honored One of the Underworld Coffin and sarcastically said coldly. His face was still a little pale.

"Boy, your move is indeed beyond my expectations. But... do you think that with this move, you can trap me?"

The saint of the Underworld Coffin laughed loudly, and the momentum emanated from his body rose up one after another. The terrible strength of the saint's first realm burst out without reservation for the first time. The surrounding flames and sword energy were stimulated by his aura and crawled slightly to both sides, almost blown out.

The Saint of the Underworld Coffin has never used all his strength. In his opinion, Xu Yang is just a younger generation and can kill him with his backhand. But now, the Saint of the Underworld Coffin finds that Xu Yang is not so easy to deal with, and his potential has been shown. The Saint of the Underworld Coffin put aside his contempt and completely aspired to kill!

After the brush was pulled, a long sword flashing with cold light suddenly appeared in the hand of the saint of the coffin! The sword was about three feet long, and the hilt was carved with evil ghosts. On the plane of the sword's edge, there were also seven wild words engraved! The killing power was shrouded, and Xu Yang could not see the true appearance of the seven wild words, and could only feel a monstrous resentment from it.

"You can force me to use the Seven-character Mantra Sword. You kid is enough to rest in peace if you are in the nine fountains!"

The Saint of the Underworld Coffin gently stroked the sword edge of the Seven-character Mantra Sword. His index finger suddenly pointed to the bottom of the Mantra text.

"hatred!"

A mantra was spit out from the mouth of the saint of the coffin. A wild word at the bottom of the seven-character mantra sword suddenly shone. The sword tip roared out of his hand, forming a hazy white shadow in the air, flying up and down around Xu Yang's body.

These hazy white shadows, like ghosts, have no facial features. You can only see the three holes representing the eyes and mouth from the body, emitting a faint green light.

"Woooooo!"

Xu Yang controlled the power of the fire world, and the flame sword shadows lingered up, trying to block these hazy white shadows. However, these hazy white shadows were as if they were not physical, and lightly passed through the blockade of the flame sword shadows and pounced on Xu Yang's body.

Xu Yang immediately felt a sense of his heart fire being ignited, and a stream of invisible hatred hit his mind. Unpredictable, Xu Yang even felt a wave of whiteness in front of him.

"Haha... I still have too little combat experience. I can't bear the first truth of the Seven-character Mantra Sword?" The Saint of the Underworld looked around and the world of Fire that had lost control and gradually collapsed, sneered.

The saint of the underworld coffin opened his five fingers and suddenly raised them up. Suddenly, black mysterious lights shot out from all directions with his body as the center.

Outside the world of fire, two world-famous masters, Ye Rentang and Ye Ben, looked nervously at the flame light ball that was tens of thousands of feet in a radius, which was the outer wall of Xu Yang's world of fire.

"The master Xu Yang can use such a powerful move, and there may be a possibility of defeating the saint." said the Master Ye Rentang.

"Yes, I hope Master Xu Yang can defeat the Saint of the Underworld Coffin, otherwise... the Hanhai Star Node will be in danger."

While the two were discussing, the outer wall of the Fire World suddenly burst out black light, piercing the flame light ball through hundreds of holes! Immediately afterwards, the black mysterious silk thread burst out, shattering the Fire World, which radiated tens of thousands of feet into countless flame phantoms.

The world of fire collapsed, and the figures of Xu Yang and the Saint of the Coffin were revealed again.

Influenced by the first mantra of the Seven-character Mantra of Mantra of Seven-character Mantra of Mantra of Seven-character Mantra of Mantra, Xu Yang was unable to immerse himself in the fourth level of sword control technique, which led to the breaking of the world of fire. He tried his best to maintain the line of Qingming in the Spirit Platform, pouring mysterious power on the Dragon Armor of the Ancestral King. Six thousand nine hundred talisman seals lit up, and a spherical talisman seal wall enveloped him, forming a protection.

"Haha, boy, what else can you do?" The Saint of the Underworld Coffin hit her palm and slapped Xu Yang's ancestor king's dragon armor light shield. It was like slapping a ball, and it knocked Xu Yang's talisman light ball away hundreds of feet. The surface of the latter trembled violently.

"I was careless... I didn't expect that the Seven-character Mantra Sword actually affected my emotions through the attack of the mind. I should resist with the power of the mind..."

Xu Yang's face turned red. In his soul crystal, a surge of spiritual power surged into the sea of ​​consciousness, driving all the hazy white shadows that were besieging the spiritual platform out of his body. His mind finally regained its awakening and was no longer affected by the emotions of "hate".

"Fortunately, my true spirit is in the small world soul crystal, not on the spiritual platform. Otherwise, if the spiritual platform is caught off guard, the true spirit will definitely be affected. At that time, it will be many times more difficult to expel the power of the "hate" mantra." Xu Yang felt scared.

The Saint of the Underworld Coffin slapped him with another palm, and he wanted to kill Xu Yang to expose his energy.

"Boom!"

Xu Yang slashed out with a brilliant sword river, resisting the might of this palm.

"Hmm? He actually recovered so quickly?"

The Saint of the Underworld Coffin was stunned, then came to his senses and took out the Seven-character Mantra Sword again.

"You can't cure you with just one mantra. This time I want to try it, can you withstand the power of three mantras at the same time!"

Xu Yang's face was a little serious. He had already figured out that he knew the power of the Seven-character Mantra Sword.

Suddenly, the saint of the Nether Coffin frowned and looked up at the void.

"Old Ancestor of the Underworld Coffin, what's wrong?" asked the World Honored One of the Mingyuan beside him in surprise.

"Damn... It seems that the plan to attack Han Haixing this time is about to end early." The ancestor of the Ming Coffin sighed.

"Ancestor of the Underworld Coffin, as long as we kill this person, we will definitely destroy the Hanhai Star node. Why do you want to stop?"

"Don't ask too much, go, go right now!" The Saint of the Underworld Coffin narrowed his eyes, looked at the void from afar, felt it carefully, and said sternly. He raised his hand to release a black light, circled Mingyuan and other three seven-tribulation world-famous masters, and flew towards the outer space of the Hanhaixing.

In the void, a huge snake head was bitten by the black light of the saint of the coffin in a mouthful through the clouds! This snake head was as huge as a mountain. I really don’t know how huge its essence would be.

"Click!"

With a loud bang, the black light that the saint of the Coffin escaped trembled violently. I don’t know what secret method I used, but a layer of blood suddenly appeared on the black light, and its speed soared to an unimaginable level, and disappeared into the sky with a whoosh.

A distant voice came, and it was the Saint of the Coffin: "Ancestor Snake, my clan's Ming Ce will ask you for this account sooner or later!"

The huge snake head, a pair of cold eyes, looked in the direction where the black light disappeared, and then slowly retracted, and the clouds gathered again.

"Snake Ancestor, Snake Ancestor is here! Now, our Hanhai Star node is finally safe." Ye Rentang and Ye Ben, two powerful World Honored Ones, breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"The ancestor of the Saint of the White Lotus Mansion, the ancestor of the Snake?" Xu Yang's heart moved.

"The Snake Ancestor's body should not have arrived yet. He just took action from a long distance. If his body came here, the old thief in the underworld coffin would definitely not be able to escape." Ye Rentang said excitedly.

"Snake Ancestor is so powerful?" Xu Yang was a little unbelievable. He was shocked by the power of the Saint's move alone. You should know that the power of the Saint's move is even weaker than the incarnation of the Saint, and at most it is only one-tenth of the power of the Saint.

"Of course, the Snake Ancestor has reached the level of the second disaster of the saint, and with the amplification power of the Heavenly Ancestor Formation, even the Soul Clan's Soul-Holy Emperor dares to fight! A mere old thief in the underworld coffin is only the first realm of the saint." Ye Ben Shizun explained to Xu Yang.

As he spoke, a huge fluctuation of space came over the heads of the three of them. The next moment, a thin old man with silver hair and no beard took a step forward and suddenly appeared above the starry sky.

"Hey, it's not a space shuttle? Why don't there be a crack in space shuttle?" Xu Yang was a little curious, but now it's not the time to ask this. He, Ye Rentang and others, bowed to the thin old man at the same time: "Go to the Snake Ancestor."

According to Xu Yang's understanding, the Snake Ancestor was a creature of the same age as Emperor Xuantian. After the Emperor Xuantian transformed, he took on the mission of guarding the White Lotus Mansion. Under its long life surveillance of 100,000 years, the Tianhu tribe members of the White Lotus Mansion did not have any abnormal movement. Now the wild saints have returned, and it has set foot on the battlefield again.
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