swallow dragon

A stalwart figure stood outside the village, and all the heavens and myriad realms seemed to be wailing, and the avenue of heaven and earth was suppressed by this man's aura and could not move.

Beside him, the void is distorted, stretching from around his body to all directions, and the void is undulating, swaying like waves.

"Ten blood shadow kills, where do you rank?" Ji Yingxiong stood outside the village, looking at a huge Shura gradually rising above the village, and asked.

That Asura was ferocious, it was formed by the gathering of boundless murderous aura, and after being blessed by a series of large formations, it almost turned into a real Asura, with powerful fighting power.

The old man smiled slightly, and said: "I never thought that the Heavenly King knew so much about our hell gates in the ten directions. This old man is the third kill of Blood Shadow."

"You sent the assassin who attacked my son, right?" Ji Yingxiong smiled.

Xue San's expression froze slightly, but he was very confident in the formation of the village and his own strength. Although he was facing the king of heaven with a famous ancient star, he was not very afraid in his heart.

"This matter is old and reckless, I apologize to Brother Dao here," Xue San smiled.

"Since it's you, that's fine, you can go to die," Ji Yingxiong ignored his words, looked at the huge Shura that was growing gradually, with a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Do you think that a mere Shura Punishing God Formation will be able to kill you?" threaten me?"

"Fellow Daoist wants to attack us at the Ten Directions Hell Gate?" Xue San's expression changed suddenly, and his tone became embarrassing.

"Is there something wrong?"

boom!

Ji Yingxiong stretched out his big hand, and countless spirits gathered in the world, turned into a huge palm, and directly suppressed it towards the village.

Lines of streaks are densely covered on the palm, a terrifying force that suffocates even the most powerful, swept across thousands of miles around in an instant.

"Ji Yingxiong, do you dare to attack us? Huh, others are afraid of you, but this old man is not afraid of you. Today, this old man touched the tiger's whiskers," Xue San yelled.

Ji Yingxiong turned a deaf ear to it, the palm descended from the sky, and the mighty holy power was overwhelming, and that powerful, almost godlike power spread throughout the small half of the Eastern Wilderness.

"It's Hero Ji. He appeared in Donghuang. Who angered him? He came here in person?" The holy king who had retreated was awakened, showing a shocked look.

"Hey, it really is Hero Ji who appeared, and he actually came to Donghuang, ****, who is this so bold to provoke this killing god?"

"Haha, Brother Ji is here, I want to go out and get drunk with him."

"Hmph, Ji Yingxiong, the old scores from the past have to be settled."

For a moment, Ji Yingxiong's invincible and terrifying power awakened many holy kings who were in seclusion, and at the same time, they felt deeply afraid.

I haven't seen him for many years, and this Heavenly King of the Southern Region is really becoming more and more terrifying.

"Roar!"

Above the village, a large formation moved rapidly, and the Shura's black body roared towards the huge white palm with a roar.

"Oh!"

In the next instant, Xue San's expression became extremely frightened.

Shura, who thought he could block Ji Yingxiong's blow, was instantly shattered, and white chaotic rays of light fell from his white fingers. .

"Chi chi chi!"

The white light was like a death ray, directly shattering the hub of the formation.

Ji Yingxiong stepped into the village one step at a time.

Xue San's pupils shrank suddenly, and the space around him was completely locked. He didn't even have the possibility of escaping. Although Xue San was also an unrivaled powerhouse in the eighth level of the Divine Origin Realm, he was undoubtedly as small as an ant in front of Ji Yingxiong.

"Ji Yingxiong, do you really want to be an enemy of our hell gates in the ten directions? My elder brother stepped into the Broken Realm with one foot. If you kill me, you don't even want to leave the southern region alive."

Bang!

Ji Yingxiong didn't speak, just stomped his feet lightly, and then Xue San felt a sudden upheaval, and when he regained consciousness, he became more and more frightened.

He was actually taken by Ji Yingxiong to a strange space.

"The void world? Create a small world in an instant, Ji Yingxiong, your supernatural powers are so terrifying," Xue San's face was pale, showing despair.

He doesn't even have the hope of escaping now, and his fellow disciples don't have the ability to save him.

No one knows which layer of the space this secret realm is in, and even the leader of the blood shadow has no ability to find out this small world.

"When you shoot my son, you should have thought that I would deal with you. You have been running rampant in the Eastern Wasteland for too long, and you are a bit ignorant," Ji Yingxiong said in a flat tone.

"Roar!"

Xue San's face was disheartened, and then he roared and turned himself into a Shura, his momentum soared a thousand times, and a black knife light slashed towards Ji Yingxiong.

Bang!

It also came with a palm strike, no matter how many kinds of supernatural powers Xue San used, that palm still hit him with incomparable accuracy.

puff!

Xue San's body cracked in an instant, and then blood and bones flew across, and he was beaten to death with a single palm, both body and spirit were destroyed.

An unrivaled powerhouse at the eighth level of the Divine Origin Realm couldn't resist Ji Yingxiong's palm. If the world sees this, Gu Xing will be shocked.

"Blood Shadow, you can't help it anymore, can you?" Ji Yingxiong stepped out of the secret realm he created, and suddenly felt an aura that made his heart palpitate.

He looked towards the west like lightning, and a huge ghost tore through the void and appeared in front of him.

The ghost was ten thousand feet tall, with dark black flames lingering all over its body, the burning void collapsed, and a chaotic storm swept across thousands of miles.

The small village was instantly annihilated, and the spirit energy of all the creatures within a thousand miles around was completely sucked away, and was sucked into the belly of this ghost in one breath.

"The leader of the Blood Shadow Ten Killers, you are the Blood Shadow, right?" Ji Yingxiong stood with his hands behind his back. Although the chaotic storm was terrifying, it automatically became invisible three feet in front of him.

"The incarnation of the king of ghosts made from the anger of 30 people before they died, you are more powerful than I imagined," Ji Yingxiong paused, then continued.

"Did Ji Tianwang go too far this time?"

Xueying was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, his voice was deep and unparalleled majesty, as if the king of all ghosts had come to the world.

Ji Yingxiong smiled slightly: "Then you shot my son, isn't it too much?"

"If I really want to kill your son, he is already dead."

Ji Yingxiong stared coldly, and said coldly: "That's my only son. If something happens to him, I'll cut off your incense sticks at the gates of hell in the ten directions."

"Humph!"

Xueying snorted coldly: "Since ancient times, no one has dared to threaten us?"

"Is it?"

Ji Yingxiong smiled: "Then try it, I can find your lair, if you want to go to war, I will accompany you, our Ji family has never been afraid of anyone or any force."

"Hero Ji, you are really domineering."

"Good to say."

The tall ghost king closed his eyes one by one, and the black dao patterns hovered in front of him like black dragons. After a moment of silence, he asked again: "How do you want to solve this matter?"

"It's not impossible for you ten hell gates to assassinate my son, but don't go too far. If you dare to send a saint to assassinate, you make one shot and I'll kill one of your brothers." Ji Yingxiong smiled.

[Author's Digression]: The National Day is coming, and I have returned home to rest. I got up at 2:10.1 in the morning and started writing. This is Chapter 10.3. From [-] to [-], I have nothing to do. I concentrate on writing books at home, and I guarantee four chapters a day. .