Chapter 3923: The white robe still wins the snow

Xiao Fan jumped into the dark abyss with Ye Shi. At that moment, countless black mists rushed in, and the powerful time and space power overwhelmed them.

Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, reminding himself not to resist, and at the same time reminding Ye Shi not to act.

Although the power of time and space was suffocating, it didn't hurt them, which caused the big rock in Xiao Fan's heart to fall.

This feeling is almost exactly the same as the memory of Night Demon Firmament.

The pressure was getting stronger and stronger, Xiao Fan finally couldn't resist it and passed out to death.

Ye Shi clenched his teeth and persisted, but still didn't make a move, instead, he tightly guarded Xiao Fan in his arms.

"Brother, rest assured, I will protect you." Ye Shi whispered, this stupid man was indeed beaten stupid, otherwise how could he protect Xiao Fan.

If he didn't deal with Xiao Fan, he had already discovered it by his conscience.

Although Ye Shi is a low-grade Dharma Venerable cultivation base, but only lasted for a stick of incense, and ultimately was unconscious.

The power of time and space is constantly changing. They seem to be falling continuously, but in fact they are walking through countless spaces.

The distance between Tianhuang and Tianmojiedi is unknown, but if the ordinary holy noble state rushes, it is estimated that it will be impossible to reach it within dozens of hundreds of years.

However, through this space-time channel, the time will be greatly shortened.

The power of time and space is always one of the most weird and mysterious powers.

Xiao Fan and Ye Shi may have traveled through countless worlds in their breath.

At this time, the blood soul robbed the sea.

The island bombed by Xiao Fan has long since disappeared, but the strange thing is that the deep pit still exists and has not been filled by the sea.

Moreover, this place is still the home of Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable.

On the sea, countless strange demons were patrolling, as if they were guarding something.

The last time Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable's subordinates were killed by Xiao Fan with the power of destruction 90%, and only a few survived, but these were far stronger than ordinary monsters.

In the huge pit, countless eight-legged sword demon flew, and a series of invisible sword auras raged, making the huge pit a kendo magnetic field.

"A bunch of trash, for so long, I haven't found him yet!" Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable appeared above the giant pit, staring coldly under the giant pit.

His eyes were so deep that they seemed to see through everything.

The eight-legged sword demon around him trembled violently, not knowing whether it was fearing the Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable, or fearing something else.

"Ten years, he was only a low-grade holy person at the beginning. I couldn't kill him. If I still can't find him, after a while, I may not be able to get him anymore." His face is full of sadness.

It also clearly remembered that ten years ago, a young man in a white robe surpassed the snow, smashed into the sea of ​​blood and soul with one sword.

At that time, it happened to be when it was waking up, but the other party rushed into the magic city without restraint, and disappeared in the magic city in front of its countless subordinates.

For ten years, it has been looking for the other party, but the other party seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

However, the Blood Tribulation Demon Lord has an intuition that the opponent is still lurking in its magic city.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, when Xiao Fan bombed the magic city, everything no longer existed, but the Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable knew that the appearance of the magic city was originally just a defensive fortress.

The defensive fortress of the magic city was blown up, but the magic city inside still exists.

However, even with the strength of the Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable, he can barely get close to the inner demon city, and it is this inner demon city that has created its countless eight-legged sword demon subordinates.

The inner magic city no longer blooms with the origin of kendo all the time, and these origin powers are absorbed by its subordinates, and they all become natural swordsmen.

It is precisely because of this that the Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable has been guarding this magic cave.

Even if he broke through to the Six-Star Demon Venerable, he would benefit from the inner demon city.

Moreover, his current strength is enough to suppress the five-star demon cave, but he still guards this four-star demon cave, just reluctant to bear the inner demon city.

"This son must die! If you don't kill him, it will definitely be a disaster for my clan." Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable said with a deep murderous aura.

Huhu!

As soon as the voice fell, in the huge black pit below suddenly, endless sword energy burst out, the void was torn apart, and countless turbulences shot in all directions.

"Roar~"

There was a burst of sorrowful sounds, and I saw that countless eight-legged sword demon were all torn to pieces by sword aura, and none of them could survive.

Not only that, the surrounding sea water was also shattered by the sword qi, and the black giant pit continued to expand, instantly increasing by several times.

"What's going on?" The Blood Tribulation Demon Sovereign condensed a substantial face, his face so hard to see where it went.

In just a few breaths, most of its subordinates died under that sword aura. How could this make Blood Tribulation Demon Lord not angry?

Unfortunately, it didn't dare to approach the center of sword energy easily, and could only stand in the void and stare.

That endless sword energy, straight into the sky, terrible.

However, the next moment, the pupils of the Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable suddenly shrank, and in his horrified eyes, there was a figure stepping out of the pit.

It was a man in a white robe who was conquering the snow. He looked very ordinary, but he was arrogant, like a peerless divine sword, trying to cut through the clouds.

Strangely, the sharp sword energy disappeared within a few meters of the white robe man.

"It's him!" Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable's pupils shrank into a needle, and his face was full of horror.

Isn't the white robe man the one who smashed into the magic city ten years ago?

He is actually still hiding in the inner magic city!

However, how terrifying is the endless storm of sword energy in the inner demon city, how did he get in, a low-ranking saint?

Before he could think about it, the Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable suddenly turned into a cloud of blood, and a dense rain of blood shot out from it, covering every inch of space.

It was because of its hesitation last time that it gave the opponent a chance to escape.

This time, it won't be anymore, as soon as it hits it is a lore.

The rain of blood looks very ordinary, but it contains peerless murderous intent. It is the power of the origin of blood, and everything it goes through is full of blood and blood, terrifying.

After practicing till now, I don't know how many holy masters and source masters have died under his blow.

However, the man in the white robe below had a calm expression, as he walked towards the sea step by step.

His speed seemed to be slow, but he was approaching the extreme. Seeing that the blood rain was about to hit him, he suddenly flicked his sleeve.

The next moment, something shocking happened, and I saw that countless sword auras turned their directions in vain and went up against the sky.

The sword qi collided with the blood rain, and there was a clanging sound of metal impact, which was deafening.

"Yuanzun realm?" The pupils of the blood tribulation demon lun suddenly shrank.

At this moment, the white robe man's back flashed in vain, and a white flash pierced the sky. Before the Blood Tribulation Demon Venerable came back to his senses, the blood cloud it turned into was divided into two in vain. The man in the white robe seemed to have done a trivial thing, the white robe still surpassed the snow, not staining the slightest dust.