Chapter 1761

Name:God Level Demon Author:拉姆
"I don't know what the Cloud Realm looks like now?"

Xia Ping was very comfortable in the spaceship, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, like a nobleman.

"We have always been in contact with Yunxiao Realm, and the other party also has a virtual network. I can tell you the specific situation of Yunxiao Realm in detail." Hearing this, the cat fairy next to him said.

"No, no need, let's go back to Yunxiao Realm, this is also a small surprise."

Xia Ping waved his hand.

Whoosh!

The speed of the stars is extremely fast, jumping through space, passing by planet after star, and advancing for so many light years, the surrounding starry sky is still and unchanged, it seems that it has been like this for countless years, and has never changed.

Such a spectacular view is refreshing and joyful.

Didi~~

Suddenly, the voice of the system came out, very urgent: "Warning, warning, there is a strong killing intent in the depths of the void targeting the host, the host is facing great danger at this moment, please pay attention, please pay attention, please escape immediately, The enemy is invincible, and suspicion has reached the realm of a saint."

What? !

Hearing this sound, Xia Ping's hairs stood on end, his sixth sense was enveloped by the breath of death, and he immediately jumped up from his seat, his face was extremely solemn, and there were streaks of light in the depths of his pupils.

An enemy attack, or even a saint attack? !

He squinted his eyes, he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, and he wanted to continue to ask the system, what kind of character had murderous intent on him, what saint wanted to deal with him.

Boom!

Before Xia Ping asked anything, just when the spaceship was about to leave the star field ruled by the Qiankun faction, suddenly, a mysterious force descended from the void, sealing off a radius of thousands of light years.

This area seems to be shrouded by a terrifying energy, as if this place has turned into a swamp, and the spaceship is stuck in the mud, almost unable to move.

Even the surrounding void was blocked, and there were energy barriers everywhere, even if he wanted to jump in space, it was impossible. This was a deadly kill with no flaws.

Whoosh!

Immediately, a majestic voice appeared in the distance. He was wearing a red robe, carrying a long knife on his back, and surrounded by beards. He exuded domineering, violent, chaotic, killing, madness and other auras all over his body.

With his body as the center, tens of thousands of light-years around seemed to form a blood-colored domain, as if it had turned into a blood-colored world, even affecting the movement of the surrounding planets.

Under this force, mortals are almost unable to move, and it seems that even their thinking has stopped functioning.

Massacre the saint!

Xia Ping's pupils contracted, and he immediately recognized the true identity of the middle-aged man in the red robe in front of him. He was the enemy of the Beiming Saint, the mad slaughter saint who once launched an attack on him.

Originally, he thought that the other party had died down and would not deal with him anymore, but he didn't expect to appear directly in front of him now, and even did it himself.

This kind of killing is really too much face, the majestic saint actually ended up personally, regardless of face, to kill him with his own hands, if it gets out, it will probably be famous forever.

call out!

The mad slaughter saint smiled ferociously, the scar on his face trembled, he was extremely terrifying, he didn't talk nonsense with Xia Ping at all, and slashed down in the air with the bloody saber in his hand.

Immediately, a saber light passed by without a sound, as if the universe was split in two by this ray of saber light, as if it was an aurora at the extreme of the universe, an eternal light, brilliant, beautiful, and moving, but it contained The breath of death and silence.

Wherever this knife went, planets and meteorites were easily cut in half, and the surrounding materials were instantly shattered into powder.

And the speed was unbelievably fast, as if time had stopped at this moment, the pupil had just seen the bloody saber strike, but the saber's light had already arrived at his side.

Xia Ping's hairs stood on end. He had never felt that death was so close to him. It seemed that his soul had already seen the existence of the hell plane at this moment, and saw the Naihe Bridge and Huangquan River beckoning to him.

At the critical moment, the golden crow blood of hell in his body was running, and the flames in the depths of the void were burning, shattering the void, and also allowed him to break free from a little bit of restraint, and his body recovered a little bit of mobility.

As soon as he moved his mind, a talisman flew out of his body. It was the life-saving trump card given to him by the saint of Beiming—the talisman of the saint!

Boom~~

Immediately, this talisman pierced through the empty space and rose against the wind, instantly enveloping the entire spaceship. A mysterious and powerful space energy enveloped the surrounding area, forming an absolute space.

Out of this power, dense runes emerged, forming a supreme scripture, branding the void, exuding an extremely tyrannical aura of a saint.

Boom!

At this moment, the bloody knife slashed down, slashing fiercely on the saint talisman, immediately sparks splashed, clanging, and the void trembled.

And this saint talisman wiped out the power of the bloody knife light in an instant, and the whole spaceship trembled, but it left the people inside unscathed.

"Hmph, the old ghost of Beiming really left behind a trump card, so he values ​​his apprentice so much?"

The Kuangtu saint raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and sneered. He seemed to have expected this kind of thing, knowing that his blow might not be able to kill this junior.

At this moment, the Beiming Saint who was staying on the Beiming Peak of the Qiankun Star sensed this breath, opened his eyes suddenly, pierced the void, and emitted a terrifying holy light, penetrating countless light-years, his eyes fell, and arrived at Xia Ping's side .

"Kuangtu, you are so bold. I chopped off an arm and ran away in a hurry. You still don't behave like a man with your tail between your legs. You still dare to come out and kill my apprentice now. Do you really want to die?"

A burst of sound descended from the void, shaking the void, and even the vacuum showed signs of buzzing, and the surrounding planets showed signs of fragmentation.

Obviously the person is still countless light years away, but his voice is transmitted directly from the void, as if the real body descended, this supernatural power is simply shocking.

"Old ghost of Beiming!"

Hearing this, the Kuangtu saint roared, and the old and new hatred surged up together: "I can't forget the revenge you bestowed on me, like a gangrene, tormenting me all the time. In my heart, if I don't avenge this hatred, I will not share the sky.

Although I am not your opponent, I cannot kill you, but I can kill your apprentice, so that you can taste what is pain on the skin, and what is white-haired people giving black-haired people. I want you to watch your apprentice die, you can't stop me. "

He was completely insane, and vowed to take revenge. His aura rose to the peak, and he slashed from the void with a knife. It seemed that his strength was more than ten times stronger than before.

What? !

There was a hint of coldness in Xia Ping's eyes. He could sense this saint talisman, and he couldn't block the knife at all.