Chapter 568

The spirit could hardly find her voice. She swallowed her saliva and effortlessly spit out the sentence completely: "someone broke my dimensional space!"

Xiao Qingluo's face changed several times when he heard the speech. What remained unchanged was the shock between his eyebrows and the dimensional space of the spirit. Even if all the immortal cultivation powers in the world gathered together, they could not be shaken by a single blow.

Even if the tree elves who have lived for hundreds of years and thousands of years come in, they are completely manipulated by the spirit. Even if they are as strong as solitary clouds, they also suffer a great loss in the dimensional space.

Moreover, there were only a few of them in the dimensional space of the spirit at this time, and the only one who could cause this turbulence was Siqi.

As his thought fell, he saw a man slowly walking out of the black vortex.

The white clothes stained with blood have become broken, and the sword tip pointing directly to the ground is still dripping with blood. The exposed arms are full of large and small scars, and the skin and flesh turn outward, shocking.

The strong wind raised the boy's hair like ink, revealing the beautiful handsome face. The blood stained face was sporadically covered with several small wounds, and the blood had dried up.

This made the young man look a little more evil. The pair of black pupils like the abyss were extremely cold. When his eyes focused on Xiao Qingluo, the young man's look suddenly became solemn and gloomy.

"Let her go!" The young man's thin lips opened gently, and the cold voice had a biting chill.

Xiao Qingluo tightened his knuckles and opposed the boy. He hugged Gu Yun more tightly. There was more provocation in his eyes.

Ling Na looked at Si Qi and muttered incredulously, "it's a blood sacrifice. It's a blood sacrifice that broke my dimensional space. Isn't this man dying?"

Her voice was very quiet, and the moment of exit dissipated in the wind.

Siqi suddenly lifted his sword, and the tip of the sword pointed to Xiao Qingluo's face. The evil Qi and evil Qi in the supreme sword were intertwined and poured out at this moment.

The supreme sword, known as the evil killing sword by later generations, has been killed for thousands of years and tempered for thousands of years. In the resentment of hundreds of undead, its evil Qi is enough to destroy a city.

With the great evil spirit burst out, the shaking of space became more intense, the face of Ling suddenly turned pale, and all her dimensional spaces were collapsing one after another?

This... How is this possible!

The shock in the spirit's heart was hard to add. She kept shaking her head and wanted to deny this fact. It's impossible. In this world, there is no one who can destroy all her dimensional space in an instant! Even those "people" who live in shallow places in the ancient heritage secret land can't do it!

There seems to be a turbulent dark sea in Si Qi's eyes. The murderous opportunity is exposed and the destructive power is hidden. The bits and pieces of purple are gradually fainted and dyed in his Jian pupils

At this time, Siqi was on the verge of rampage, and his reason was gradually falling apart.

There was a raging fire in his chest, which burned his judgment and reason. The burning pain spread from his heart, leaving only killing in his eyes.

Infected by the master's emotion, the hostility of the supreme sword suddenly increased.

"Si Qi." A light call was still the cold voice, but it was like a handful of snow sprinkled on the flame in his heart. In an instant, all the flames disappeared.

Gu Yun held Siqi's hand and didn't make it too strong, because his hand was full of wounds. The scars were crisscross on Siqi's white skin, which was very eye-catching and dazzling.