sun devour

Chapter 420

In the red mist, those red eyes froze for a moment, then narrowed immediately.

"Wow!"

It roared again, mobilized more red mist, and rushed towards Yu Xiaojie.

"Chichi!"

As the air flow passed by, the young man was completely unmoved, still calm and at ease, slowly swinging his hands and feet, or hugging, or pushing, or probing, or supporting, standing upright like a pine tree, fearless of everything.

"Wow!"

After several times, Yu Xiaojie was still like a stubborn rock in the torrent, unaffected in any way, which made the owner of the red eyes a little furious, crazy, violent, doing useless work, Immediately, a typhoon of category [-] blew up in this red mist world.

He forced him to be strong, and the breeze was blowing on the hills.

Yu Xiaojie is like a fish in the water, swimming through the rapids, and no external force can affect his movements.

"Let's thunder!"

Sounds like setting off firecrackers burst out from every corner of his body.

"rumble."

The squeeze between the cells made the thunder continue.

"Boom!"

With just a wave of his hand, a thunderous sound followed.

"Chichi!"

The palm lightly brushed against the hem and rubbed against the abdominal muscles, sparks flew all over the place, like two flints colliding.

"call"

With his hands in a circle, he took a deep breath and returned to his roots. He let out a long mouthful of stale air in his chest before opening his eyes.

"It seems different."

Yu Xiaojie was slightly taken aback by the feeling coming from his body.

"seem."

He raised his fist and moved it slightly, and thunder exploded around him, which slightly shocked him.

"It's so strong?"

Looking at the fist, Yu Xiaojie still couldn't react.

"Could it be a breakthrough?"

Thinking of this possibility, he couldn't help feeling ecstatic.

"Huh!"

He raised his fist and slammed it on the ground.

"Boom!"

The ground trembled for a while, and the ground collapsed in the direction of the fist, and the cracks spread from all directions, and did not stop until about a hundred meters away.

Seeing the power of this random punch, Yu Xiaojie couldn't help breathing a little faster.

"Ten heavy!"

Ten-fold physique, a saint in the flesh!
With the physical body can withstand the five levels of heavenly power, and develop out of the holy world.

He straightened himself up, swayed his hands and feet, felt the changes in his body carefully, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't expect to break through in such a ghostly place."

Originally, Yu Xiaojie planned to deal with Gu Meier's affairs first, and then return to the secret realm, but in this way, the trip to the secret realm can be saved.

"Gollum. Gollum"

Yu Xiaojie was in a good mood, and it was rare for Yu Xiaojie to be proud. He directly swallowed a hundred drops of spiritual milk, and then exhaled refreshingly.

"That ghost thing shouldn't be too strong, right?"

Looking for the sound of 'dongdong', Yu Xiaojie took another step.

The soul race eats flesh and blood and souls, and the more they devour, the stronger it becomes.

But now this end has only devoured the flesh and soul of several hundreds of venerables. If it is strong, how strong can it be?
"Boom, boom, boom"

The blood-red palace is densely covered with purple-black lines.

Above the palace, a blood-red phantom floated above, floating like a ghost.

"Wooooooooooow!"

Seeing Yu Xiaojie approaching, this blood-red phantom was like a ferocious beast, arched its body, let out a rage, and howled at him continuously, as if it wanted to frighten him away.

When Xu Ying caught sight of the gray glow on the young man's body, his pupils shrank abruptly, revealing fear.

"Mingyan?!"

When Yu Xiaojie saw those eyes that were redder than blood, his heart suddenly moved.

When he was in Xuanyuan Sanctuary, he also saw such a pair of eyes in the ruins of Mobei.

It was a sage-level wraith, and it took endless years to cultivate the dark eyes, and the soul in front of him, before it was formed, already had these devil's eyes. It can be seen that the wraith is absolutely incompatible with The soul race wants to compare.

"I don't know if the source of life is useful!"

Thinking about it, Yu Xiaojie flipped his palm, and the crystal clear, shining source of life appeared in his palm.

"Wow!"

When this blood-red phantom saw the source of life, it immediately let out a shrill howl. It waved the red mist and blocked it in front of its own pupils.

"Chichi!"

Bai Yao's vitality surged out from the source of life in Xiaojie's palm, propping up a blank area, and at the junction of red, white, there was an ear-piercing scoffing sound.

"it works!"

Seeing such a big reaction from the blood-red phantom, Yu Xiaojie felt ecstasy in his heart.

Unintentionally, he only spent [-] ordinary origin stones in Xuanyuan Jubao Pavilion, and the life origin stones he got in exchange had already helped him many times.

"Wow!"

The red mist rolled up like a tornado, wrapping the blood-red palace inside, and wanted to escape.

"Want to leave?!"

With a sharp flash in his eyes, Yu Xiaojie stepped on the ground, and the ground collapsed. His body was like a sharp arrow, he jumped up suddenly, holding the source of life in his hand, and smashed towards the palace in the tornado .

"Tom!"

The huge force surged, smashing the rolling tornado, and the mind was running, the gray light penetrated into the clear source of life, and a burst of radiant light like a scorching sun suddenly broke out.

"Wow!"

The blood-red phantom howled mournfully.

Yu Xiaojie doesn't care so much, keeping this thing is definitely a disaster.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

He held the radiant source of life, waved his hands like afterimages, and smashed wildly towards the blood-red palace.

"Wow!"

The blood-red phantom gradually faded away, and those red pupils were full of fear. It tried everything to escape, but it still couldn't get rid of Yu Xiaojie's entanglement.

"Death to me!"

Yu Xiaojie shouted loudly, raised his arms back, and then exploded with all his strength, holding the source of life, aimed at a purple and black pattern on the palace, and smashed it.

"Tom!"

The airflow swept across, and the palace was knocked into the air.

The figure of the boy continued to follow, and the movement of his hand was like the same time a hundred times, hitting the same point fiercely.

"Doom!"

The thunder rolled, and when it hit it again, Yu Xiaojie heard a voice that made him happy.

"Crack!"

Like the sound of glass breaking, the lines shattered.

"Boom! Boom"

Immediately afterwards, the purple and black lines on the palace burst gradually one by one.

On the palace, after the lines shattered, the blood-red phantom froze suddenly, let out a final howl, and turned into stars and scattered down.

In between, a thing the size of a fist also fell from it.

Yu Xiaojie greeted him as soon as he stretched out his hand

"Is this the spiritual core?"

(End of this chapter)