sun devour

Chapter 560

"Oh!"

With a loud noise, the old man in the Dzogchen realm rushed out from the ground and stood there. Although the damage was not serious, his face was ashamed, and there was a smear of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"damn it!"

A huge flame surged up wildly, the whole world was red, and the ground was scorched black and cracked, and those practitioners retreated quickly.

They knew that this Dzogchen powerhouse had exploded with all his might!

He was like a Vulcan, with red flames swirling all over his body, carrying an incomparably hot temperature, and rushed towards the boy in black.

"Go to hell!"

With a ferocious face, he raised his fist and threw it at Yu Xiaojie.

"Snapped!"

Seeing Dzogchen approaching rapidly, Yu Xiaojie narrowed his eyes, raised his palm, and slapped it down.

"Boom!"

Under the vast gray energy, the flames of the old man in the Dzogchen realm were extinguished all over his body, and he was slapped into the depths of the ground by the young man again like a mosquito being slapped.

The tyrannical gray energy, the current intensity, can already be compared with the cyan heterogeneous source, it is conceivable how terrifying it is.

Next, everyone was lucky enough to see the super strong man in the Dzogchen realm, just like a mosquito, being slapped around without the slightest ability to resist.

The other Dzogchen stood there stiffly, not daring to move.

to help?
Just kidding, it's almost the same as looking for abuse.

"Boom!"

Following the sound, another deep black hole with bottomless bottom appeared on the ground, and there was no movement for a long time.

Yu Xiaojie bent the corner of his mouth, looked sideways, and looked at the group of people in the sky.

"Chi la! Chi la!."

With a sound of breaking through the air, these people cut open the space without hesitation and fled away, and the old man in the Dzogchen realm did the same.

Those in the Dzogchen realm have no ability to resist, so what can they do?
"Ah!"

Yu Xiaojie chuckled and didn't chase after him.

Except for the Dzogchen realm, he has no interest in making a move at all.

Glancing at the deep hole, he shook his head, opened the space, and entered the God-Yin Realm.

Two days later, Yu Xiaojie came to a big city.

This place is filled with a strange atmosphere, there is no noise, no laughter, it is empty, only a few old and weak women are walking slowly on the street, and the atmosphere is full of tension and bleakness.

"Is something wrong here?"

Yu Xiaojie frowned slightly, and his heart beat a few beats inexplicably.

Quickening his pace, he walked directly towards Mingmeng without hesitation.

Taking out the jade token, Yu Xiaojie entered the hall, which was empty and there was no one there.

"What happened? Why is there no one?"

He walked to the counter and asked the old man at the registration desk.

"Ugh"

The old man let out a long sigh, "Have you gone outside the territory to practice?"

"Ok!"

Yu Xiaojie nodded, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

"A year ago, the dark and soul clans launched a war to destroy the world, and everyone rushed to the battlefield of the four clans."

The old man said with a gloomy expression.

"The Great War of Extermination?"

Yu Xiaojie's heart trembled, something happened, and it was a big deal!

He had heard of this world-destroying war. Every time, countless strong people would fall, and even gods would fall.

One can imagine how cruel and bloody this World War will be.

"Everyone rushed away? Could it be that the major protoss are also dispatched?"

He looked at the old man nervously, and his heart tightened instantly.

"That's right, it's dispatched, and the seven great protoss are coming out!"

The old man nodded.

"I'm going to the battlefield of the four clans, and immediately start the teleportation formation!"

Yu Xiaojie's face immediately sank, extremely cold.

"Are you going alone?"

The old man looked suspiciously at the black-clothed boy in front of him with somewhat dim eyes.

"Ok!"

With a slight movement, the space around him was silently cracked with black holes.

"Dzogchen!"

The old man exclaimed, "See my lord!"

He bowed to Yu Xiaojie to the end.

"buzz"

The teleportation burst hummed, and Yu Xiaojie's figure became blurred in it.

"Shh!"

With a soft sound, the formation dimmed, and Yu Xiaojie disappeared.

"Ugh"

The old man let out a long sigh, turned around, and walked towards Mingmeng.

In the war of annihilation, even the gods will fall, and the Dzogchen will not play a very big role.

At the junction of light and darkness, resentment soared, and the smell of blood spread thousands of miles away.

Under the two city walls, there were scenes of fighting everywhere, with limbs and arms scattered, and blood raining down, adding another layer to the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood below.

"Boom!"

The two huge figures collided together, the sky and the earth trembled, and the space was shattered inch by inch. The energy tide erupted from it directly shattered some low-level practitioners.

After a while, an open space was cleared for the two, and the fighting around them gradually slowed down. They returned to the city wall and watched the battle between the two superpowers.

One person, black flames rising, like a resurrected demon god, with random movements, the surrounding space can't bear the gradual fragmentation.

This person is the rookie of the Dark Race, Chong Yan!
That is Yu Xiaojie's old opponent, Mo Yan!

And the person who resisted him was none other than Old Tianxi!

Mo Yan's progress has been soaring. In the past few times, he has been able to fight with the old man Tianxi who is known as the No. 1 under the gods. One can imagine how strong his strength has reached.

But now, even with Wuji Xuantu's strength, the old man Tianxi can no longer overwhelm him. On the contrary, after a few times, the old man has already fallen into a disadvantage.

This is not a difference in realm, but quantity. Mo Yan's body is like a bottomless pit, never exhausted, inexhaustible. After a long time, the old man will naturally feel overwhelmed.

The wind blew past, and those who blew, the strong men of the two spirit races felt cold.

What does the position of No.1 under the gods represent?It means that he is an invincible existence on this battlefield. If even the old man Tianxi is defeated, then who else in the two races of people and spirits can contend against him?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but shudder.

The human race and the spirit race are inherently lower than the dark and soul races. Without the suppression of No. 1, the number of fallen people on the battlefield will definitely increase by several layers.

This amount cannot be estimated.

"Boom!"

Another impact, the old man Tianxi couldn't control his figure at all, and he directly hit the city wall behind him before stopping.

"hey-hey!"

Mo Yan's eyes were full of pride, seizing this opportunity, he bullied himself up, raised his fist and smashed it directly at the old man's head.

"Roar!."

The vast roar swept the audience with divine power, and a two-winged white tiger more than [-] meters high jumped down from the city wall, and its sharp claws hit Mo Yan's head.

"Damn!"

Mo Yan had no choice but to move away. With this punch, the old man would die, but his head might not be able to withstand the full force of the little white cat's claws.

(End of this chapter)