On the blood-colored firmament, the wind suddenly rolled, and a huge vortex swallowed everything.

All of this, the aura around it was like a whale swallowing, all rushing into the whirlpool.

In the forest where the Zixia Holy Land is located, the ancient trees of the sky are uprooted, as if to refine the world.

Even Si Zu felt a strong attraction, as if to swallow him in it.

He Feiyang snorted coldly, and when he stretched out his hand, he suddenly felt the sword intent soaring into the sky.

In the depths of the Zixia Holy Land, a stream of light shuttled past.

It was as if the glow of light was so great that the darkness of the world was driven away, and the glow of light gradually emerged, turning into the shape of a long bow.

The whole bow and arrow are made of gilt gold.

The crescent moon is like an arc, the bow is like fire, and the bowstring is stretched.

He Feiyang grabbed the bow and arrow with one hand, turned his body half a circle, and directly pulled the curved bow in his hand.

This bow didn't need He Feiyang's guidance. When he pulled it away, the power between heaven and earth gathered on the curved bow, and a sharp arrow appeared on its own.

"This is?" Si Zu squinted slightly, feeling the supreme power from the bow and arrow.

"It's nothing more than a purple mist," Xu Zimo said.

Although the memory of the Demon Lord, he did not completely integrate.

But at least part of it.

The memory of the Demon Lord is huge, and this is not just the memory of the previous generation of Demon Lord.

Among them are the memories carried by the previous generation of demon masters from his previous generation of demon masters.

It can be said that how many lifetimes the Demon Lord has reincarnation, there are so many memories.

If one day, Xu Zimo followed in the footsteps of other demon masters and was defeated by Heaven.

Then he will pass this memory, along with his own memory, to the next demon master.

This is a kind of obsession.

Eternal life is indelible.

"The light of Zimeng?" Si Zu muttered to himself.

He is nothing but the existence of the Great Emperor, and with his insights, although it is not that far-reaching, at least a lot of things are still known.

But he has never heard of such a thing.

"There are two extremely strong things in the sun, one is the real fire of the sun, and the other is the light of the purple mist," Xu Zimo also explained when he was free from trouble.

"This bow is refined by collecting the purple light, supplemented with various precious materials.

Do not enter the big thousand things, but it is better than the big thousand things. "

Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Si Zu's eyes condensed.

Daqianbaiwu is the most intuitive ranking of treasures among the nine domains.

In fact, this list is not immutable.

Whenever a peerless treasure is created, this list will undergo a change.

Many people are proud of their treasures coming to the world, and they can even spread their reputation across the Nine Realms.

But there are also many things that are not rare than how to fly.

The long bow is winding, and the purple is suddenly visible.

The **** void that had been refined, suddenly a burst of aurora soared into the sky.

After the aurora plunged into the vortex of the void, it was still calm at first.

But gradually, the void began to shatter continuously, and even the swallowed vortex shattered.

An unknown fire ignited in the sky.

And the primer that the nameless fire burns is the rope of reincarnation.

"You...what did you do?" Shixianxian shouted in panic from the side.

He wants to recall the reincarnation rope, but unfortunately the connection between himself and the reincarnation rope has been broken.

"I said, you are not qualified to fight with me, let the people behind you come out," He Feiyang said lightly.

As everyone knows, he doesn't look at the world-weary immortal, as if the other party is an ant.

Not worth mentioning.

He stared at Samsara Mountain and saw that there was still no movement inside.

He smiled and said, "Since you don't want to come out, then I will call you out."

After He Feiyang finished speaking, the curved bow in his hand reappeared, and the light of Zimeng condensed again.

A ray of light suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Shishixian's figure had no time to dodge, and was directly blown out.

And that mountain of Samsara, there was even more earth-shattering explosions.

As if there was a bottomless pit in that piece of land.

Then came a cold snort.

This cold snort exploded like thunder in the hearts of everyone, and He Feiyang's figure also took a few steps backwards.

When the dust settled, I saw that the reincarnation mountain was a little shaky.

In the shaky state, a quaint figure slowly walked out.

At this moment, the world is silent.

This figure seemed to have traveled through countless time and space, and when the flowing eyes looked at everyone, it seemed to have been reincarnated countless times.

"Mayfly shakes the tree, but the ant is nothing," said the figure who walked out.

He Feiyang's eyes condensed slightly, staring at the figure that came out.

This is a man, his body is not too big or shocking, only endless reincarnation surrounds him.

It seems that every time he takes a step, the world is a reincarnation, the sun and the moon are reversing, and the sky is shaking.

The quaint robe wraps the stalwart body, his long hair is floating, and there is a very large grinding disc behind him.

This grinding disc was behind him, for how long it has not been known.

It's like being one with him.

"The saint of reincarnation," Si Zu said word by word.

Even if he was born in the Demon Realm, he knew the power of the saint of reincarnation.

Except for the two ancestors of the demon generals, almost no one is the opponent of the saint of reincarnation.

This is also the sorrow of the Mozu.

For hundreds of millions of years, even a pig would be able to cultivate and become a holy.

Unfortunately, the great sages of the Demon Realm are all short-lived people.

Otherwise, what a powerful force the accumulation of these billions of years should be.

The more Si Zu thinks this way, the heavier the anger towards the holy court and the way of heaven.

Before being in the game, he hadn't thought about these things.

Now I jumped out to look, only to find the sorrow of the demons, they are like animals being raised and waiting to be slaughtered at any time.

"Don't be excited, this is a matter of Zixia Holy Land, it has nothing to do with us," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"The Lord thinks that He Feiyang will be an opponent?" Si Zu asked.

In fact, he was not optimistic about He Feiyang in his heart.

"Sometimes death is not the only way," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

He seemed to know something, but he didn't say it clearly.

Si Zu didn't dare to ask more, and could only watch quietly from the side.

Before the Zixia Holy Land, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, the Great Sage of Samsara looked at He Feiyang faintly, and said: "Don't say it's you, even if you Zixia Saints are resurrected, you dare not be so presumptuous."

The same great saints are not afraid of each other.

Seeing He Feiyang not saying a word, the saint of reincarnation continued: "Don't say I bully the junior.

I'll give you the chance to make a move first. "

"Who said I'm going to fight you," He Feiyang shook his head and laughed.

"Kill me the saint son of the ancient reincarnation land, this is not for you," said the saint reincarnation.

"If it's the grievances between the juniors, it's nothing, like you, is it deceiving me in the land of reincarnation?"

"No, you didn't understand what I meant," He Feiyang shook his head and replied.

"I just want you to stay quiet for a while."

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