Reborn Killer Supreme

Chapter 737 Knowing the destiny

Shangguan Xiaoyao woke up again, this time he felt the weakness of his limbs and heaviness in his body instantly.

"My current age is about Jiazi?" A thoroughly aged voice came out of his mouth, and Shangguan Xiaoyao felt the exhaustion of his limbs and spirit, as well as the silver-white hair after the shoulder-length short hair floated to his forehead. "My God, has my realm reached the peak of the eighth level of the Holy Realm!?"

Just casually mobilizing Yuanli, Shangguan Xiaoyao has already felt the surging momentum in his body, which is not inferior to the fighting power of the saints. If the six saints are fighting Wuya Wusheng together at this time, Shangguan Xiaoyao can at least be able to Guarantee that the Sixth Sacred Venerable retreated with him, instead of watching the supreme Zen master burn himself and sit in front of him.

"...It seems that only Xia Huajuan's books will not disappear under the influence of reading?" Shangguan Xiaoyao slowly got up, put away the heavy ancient book in front of him, and put it in the space ring together with the vast Baihe volume.

Coming to the stairs again, Shangguan Xiaoyao looked down, and there was only one floor left before the stairs stopped abruptly: "It seems that there is only the last one left, I hope I can still be alive when I finish it..."

There was an atmosphere of despair in Shangguan Xiaoyao's tone, and he walked downstairs firmly step by step.

In the thick darkness below, Shangguan Xiaoyao felt a burst of familiar aura, all of which were mixed together and clashed fiercely, and from time to time Shangguan Xiaoyao felt the blood on the surface.

"Why do I feel Yin Zhiyao's aura... No, it's the three of them!" Shangguan Xiaoyao sensed a little on the stairs, and knew that it was Yin Zhiyao, Yu Jiujie and others who were fighting below, and then turned over The railing, the Soul Sword and the Xiaoyao Sword both started and rushed downward.

"Huasheng Monument, Mountain and River Monument! Soul Lord Battle Body!" Shangguan Xiaoyao knew that the three of them had already reached the second and third levels of the Holy Realm, but they still gave off the breath of a hard fight.Knowing that the three of them were all in a certain predicament, Shangguan Xiaoyao, who didn't dare to trust him, opened fire on the spot and fell straight into the darkness. "There is always a way to come back, go and save these three people first!"

The figure fell into the darkness, Shangguan Xiaoyao's last ray of light disappeared from the height, and the staircase also disappeared in the air in an instant, and there was no trace of the original entrance, as if the staircase did not exist in the first place.

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"Hold on! Xue Shiqing's situation is not right!" Shangguan Xiaoyao was not around, and among the three, Yin Zhiyao had become the leader. They were in a bitter stalemate in front of Xue Shiqing, and Yin Zhiyao was faintly the main force. "Two, Xue Shiqing's real combat strength is simply impossible to be so high!"

Both Yu Jiujie and Wei Shuangjue gave wry smiles. The two of them didn't know Xue Shiqing's original combat power, at least the three of them could only consume it in the current situation, hoping that Xue Shiqing's Yuan power would be exhausted ahead of time.

"Be careful, Zhen Yuanyin!" Xue Shiqing, who made it difficult for the three of them, rushed over again from the darkness. There were bursts of sharp and low-pitched chaotic noises mixed with vigorous strumming, which caused Xue Shiqing, who was coming towards her, to stir up a burst of vitality, and his momentum suddenly vented.

The figure that was rushing forward was finally stopped, then flipped backwards, and then escaped into the darkness again.

"Finally gone... Huh." Yu Jiujie breathed out a turbid breath. At present, his energy consumption is the largest. He has to maintain the boundary between light and darkness, and cooperate with Wei Shuangjue to defend. Fortunately, as the

Wei Shuangjue glanced at the two knives, the cracks on the curling blades all over them had already announced the end of life of these two weapons, in Wei Shuangjue's feeling the spine of the knives had been broken, it was his strength that was holding them back. It can prevent the two blunt weapons in your hands from becoming scrap iron everywhere.

"My weapon is about to break down. Is there any spare?" Finally, Wei Shuangjue asked Yu Jiujie. He felt that he would have to carry it with both hands in the next attack, so he had to make preparations to replace the weapon first. .

"Do you have the habit of using swords? I have two imperial epees here. They are weapons used to practice hands before. If you don't mind, you can take them first." Yu Jiujie turned into two phantoms in his hand, and turned towards Wei Shuangjue Fly away.

However, Wei Shuangjue didn't have the time to catch it. Xue Shiqing in the darkness seemed to sense the slack in the positions of the three of them, roared again and ran directly to Wei Shuangjue, who exposed his back with a sword.

If there are silk threads floating in the air, with his slender body, he successfully stopped Xue Shiqing, who was like a beast, for a moment. Seizing the opportunity, Wei Shuangje rolled up to avoid the pull-up hoe, and at the same time successfully adjusted his body position When they arrived, they were facing Xue Shiqing.

But he missed the two epees, and the two sabers in his hands had a few more cracks in the shock of Yuanli. I am afraid that this time the attack on Wei Shuangjue would not even be able to survive halfway.

"Damn it!" At this time, Xue Shiqing took advantage of the flying planks and the flying rocks and dust, and slammed into Wei Shuangjue again. Wei Shuangjue was shocked and threw away his scrap iron-like swords, and he was about to grab them with his bare hands. attack.

At this moment, two huge boulders fell from the sky and directly broke Xue Shiqing's feet. Xue Shiqing, who was pedaling on the ground, lost control and still maintained his momentum, and was about to throw himself on Wei Shuangjue.

"Just because you dare to pretend to be Xue Shiqing?!" An old man descended from the sky, and two divine swords crossed each other directly around Xue Shiqing's neck, nailing him firmly to the ground. "Is it true that I haven't seen Xue Shiqing? Is it because I, Shangguan Xiaoyao, look deceptive or you idiots are too stupid!"

The old man who fell vigorously was Shangguan Xiaoyao. The Xiaoyao Sword and the Soul Sword in his hands were directly halfway inserted into the ground under the huge inertia of the rapid fall. Xue Shiqing's back neck was stuck to two strands of cold fronts, making him dare not move.

"Shangguan Xiaoyao...is it really you?!" Yin Zhiyao opened her mouth in surprise, and stared at the old man who seemed to have half a foot in the coffin in front of her, not knowing what to do . "Why did you become like this, my God, this elemental force in your body fluctuates!"

The three of them looked at Shangguan Xiaoyao's body in shock and disbelief, and couldn't believe that the person who had turned into this old man after only a few hours was Shangguan Xiaoyao.

"Xiaoyao... What have you experienced during this time?" Shangguan Xiaoyao's breath and energy fluctuations are still so unique, Yu Jiujie is absolutely sure that the person in front of him is Shangguan Xiaoyao himself.

It was only then that Shangguan Xiaoyao's strong vitality appeared in everyone's senses, and the coercion of the towering giant mountain at the eighth level of the Holy Land made the three of them feel dull.

"Brother Xiaoyao! Get back, hurry up!" Wei Shuangjue, who resisted Xue Shiqing for a long time, had many hidden injuries in his body at this time, and was subjected to this round of terrifying pressure from Shangguan Xiaoyao. He vomited blood on the spot, and hurriedly shouted .

In the dark, the situation of the three of them had obviously improved. Shangguan Xiaoyao firmly controlled Xue Shiqing on the ground and could not move, so he sat on his back and watched everyone's situation.

"Brother Xiaoyao, what's your situation now? Is it because you are overburdening your body when your realm rises so quickly, which leads to the current situation of declining lifespan?" Asked in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao with a slightly solemn expression. "It seems that your lifespan is running out, how long is it left?"

"If it's inconvenient for the goddess girl, just tell me, how many years of life do you have left?" Yu Jiujie also followed Shangguan Xiaoyao, and the two quietly looked at the twilight-looking man in front of him. Shangguan Xiaoyao.

Shangguan Xiaoyao flicked the two crossed sword hilts in his hand, looked at the two with dignified faces, and said slowly: "I am now at the peak of the eighth level of the Emperor Realm, and the skills on my body have been completely replaced with those of the God Realm. One-on-one situation Your Majesty has already been able to draw with me."

After a pause, Shangguan Xiaoyao nervously glanced at Yin Zhiyao who was sitting there alone not far away, and said to the two of them: "I still have about [-] years left, which is less than a normal saint. About [-]%."

As expected, when Shangguan Xiaoyao had just finished talking about Thirty Years, Yin Zhiyao strode towards the three of them, her demeanor was already full of sadness, and her face turned into a pear blossom with rain on her face.

"Hey, Zhiyao, don't panic. Although the lifespan of the human world I'm currently in has been slightly reduced, in fact, as long as I start practicing again after entering the God Realm, my life span will immediately become exactly the same as that of most gods in the God Realm." Shangguan Xiaoyao lightly opened his hands, hugged the body that was slowly falling into his arms, and comforted him softly. "Don't worry, my abilities will never stop here!"

After a while, Yin Zhiyao gently got up from Shangguan Xiaoyao's arms, sobbing and sitting in front of Shangguan Xiaoyao, both hands kept stroking Shangguan Xiaoyao's wrinkled face.

"Xiaoyao, are you okay?" Yin Zhiyao's face was still full of sadness, and she kept repeating a sentence.

On the other hand, Shangguan Xiaoyao still had a calm expression, nonchalantly grabbing the finger extended by Yin Zhiyao, and kept repeating words of comfort.

"Okay, let's see what this Xue Shiqing is!" Shangguan Xiaoyao was a little annoyed, and stood up to look at Xue Shiqing who had been crushed under him and broke his legs.

At least it shouldn't be called Xue Shiqing now. The four of them could clearly see that there was not a single trace of blood flowing from his broken legs and knees, and the stubble was covered with sawdust and metal skeletons, as well as animal bones and teeth. etc.

"In the ancient God Realm, the puppets made before the catastrophe of all ages, the quality of the wood is still made by Xue Shiqing's Shennongzong." Shangguan Xiaoyao grasped the hilts of the two sharp swords with both hands and exerted force together. The head of Xue Shiqing's puppet who was struggling was neatly After cutting it, a bulging breath of the gods overflowed from it. "Even the energy filled here is a product of the God Realm. Something terrible must have happened before Shennongzong's demise!"

(End of this chapter)