Li Xiuren turned around and smiled: "Are you surprised or not?"

The young man in the king's robe was frozen for a moment, and finally felt relieved. He waved his sleeves and stood still. The bloody flames that ignited from the inside out burned the shackles and branded a blood-red flame pattern on the red king's robe.

The red hair was black like the fire of purgatory. The flames climbed to the head and formed a red crown. The disguised hair was bound, and blood rose in the starry eyes, and a rebellious aura was spilled out.

It seems like there is hair spray in the flames. The overall shape and temperament have changed a lot, not as bad as before.

The young man in the king's robe was not angry, and still smiled: "When did you notice it? I think I have superb acting skills and can even be quite better than the emperor's brother. It is impossible to show off my feet."

"You look down on yourself too much."

Li Xiuren stood up with a sword and said, "You have many flaws."

First of all, you don’t have the title of the Prince of Rebellion 20,000 years ago and the Yangshen Zhenren Yihuang thousands of years ago, and you claim to be very chaotic.

At the beginning, you claim to be a false spirit. When you talk about the illusion of the Ten Palaces, you say, "Help me break the deadlock". In a sense, you can be regarded as calling yourself a rebel prince at this time.

Finally, you are too eager to show your desire and actually claim that the third item is a power assessment. If you destroy the jade platform, you can obtain the treasures inside it.

Power has always been proven by fighting. What can you prove if you destroy a jade platform? It’s just a reckless man.

Should I call you a false spirit, or your prince, or Yihuang's real person?"

It seems that the young man in the king's robe has not been in a hurry to take action, or he is confident about taking down Li Xiuren.

He looked up and recalled for a moment, talking: "You guessed it wrong, all three are, and all three are not.

Thousands of years ago, I was indeed an idea of ​​the Yangshen Zhenren Yihuang. After engraving the records of the rebellious prince, the fake spirit used to guard the palace.

But the idea of ​​the Yangshen Zhenren was too domineering after all. After I integrated into the rules of this small world, I felt like I was in water, and I was born with the same roots.

The records of the rebellious prince in ancient books eventually turned into false memories, merged with the true thoughts of Yangshen, and gave birth to a new will, but there was still no entity.

This small world was last used as a training ground, but it was 120 years ago. In fact, there was an item in the main hall, my bones during my lifetime.

At that time, I lied that I had a third choice and deceived a trialist to use the weathered ashes. After a hundred years of fusion with the pseudo-spirit, I finally obtained the entity.

And now, I'm eager to go further."

What is going to go further? Take over the body.

The young man in the king's robe looked at Li Xiuren greedily, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

What an excellent qualification, better than the self who was twenty thousand years ago, and better than the self who was thousands of years ago, and undoubtedly the supreme talent, and the least effective one can achieve the Yang God.

"In other words, you are a mixture of false memories of the rebel prince, the thoughts of the rebel prince, and the ashes of the rebel prince. What should I call you?" Li Xiuren asked, as if he was chatting about family matters.

"Huang Yi, I like this name."

Huang Yi looked at Li Xiuren, followed suit, and murmured in a low voice: "Do you know how attractive your body is to me?

Compared to you, the man who came in one hundred and twenty years ago and this kid were like weeds on the roadside, not worth mentioning.

Let's discuss how, you give me your body, and I allow you to retain consciousness and memory and merge with me.

You will not lose anything, but you will also gain powerful power, as well as the cultivation experience of cultivators in the Purple Palace Realm, and the pure soul power of Yang Shen's thoughts.

The best of both worlds is a good thing."

"All of thousands of years of foxes, who are you playing Strange Stories from?"

Li Xiuren disdained and sneered: "After all, is it just a corpse to resurrect the soul. He wants to use my identity to walk out of the Luotian Secret Realm and then plot the funeral?"

Without Li Xiuren's memory, with the false and outdated memory, even if Huang Yi occupied Li Xiuren's body, he would not be able to live for a long time after walking out of the Luotian secret realm.

Twenty thousand years have passed, Shenzhou has changed too much. Huang Yi has no basic common sense and is incompatible with other people's words and deeds. It is a matter of time before he is discovered.

After obtaining Li Xiuren's memory, it is completely different. Huang Yi can perfectly disguise Li Xiuren's words and deeds, and occasionally reveal his flaws. His words and deeds are inconsistent with Li Xiuren, which is not harmful.

The hearts of old friends change easily, but the hearts of old friends change easily, and people's hearts are the most fickle. When I was a child, I like to eat green peppers, but when I grow up, it may not be possible.

As long as there is no sudden change in temperament, there will be no problem.

Huang Yi was not embarrassed when his mind was exposed. The blood evil spirit gathered in his hands, murderous intent spread, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "That means, there is really no room for negotiation.

What a good body, it would be a pity to get hurt, but there are countless great medicines in the small world, and it doesn’t matter if there is any injury."

“No room for anything.”

Li Xiuren shook his head, murderous intent soared into the sky, his eyes were full of blood. He passed the jade platform and swung it out with a bloody spear!

The sound of breaking through the air is like the roar of a soldier. The murderous intent, the evil spirit and the true power merged into a phantom of a spear, which appeared on the fist and fell to Huang Yi's chest, and was about to blow it out into a heart-warming coldness.

Huang Yi did not dodge or avoid it, and grabbed Li Xiuren's chest. The same bloody force, the blood-colored flames ignited, corroding Li Xiuren's clothes.

He tried to welcome Huang Yi with a claw, and the killing fist fell on Huang Yi. Both sides groaned and looked up at each other.

Better than expected.

Huang Yi waved the iron chain and threw it at Li Xiuren, took out his right claw again, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, it's not bad, you are even better than I thought, and you are worthy of being the body I like."

Holding a sword in his left hand, he cut the iron chain open, and Li Xiuren's right fist hit him again, evenly sharing the beauty.

At the same time, I did not forget to say trash words: "Is this the idea of ​​a cultivator in the Purple Palace Realm? Yang Shen Zhenren?

It's really weak."

Huang Yi was not angry when he waved his claws to force Li Xiuren to retreat, and said with a smile: "You can only show off your mouthpiece."

The yang god's thoughts only give me a new soul, and my power comes from the bones during my lifetime.

Twenty thousand years have passed, and even if one hundred is not saved, it is impossible to lose to you.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. After 20,000 years, this sentence has not been forgotten."

The "two" fight together, one side uses a killing fist and the other side uses a blood claw. Both are killing intentions that soar into the sky, and the blood evil is boundless, and the more you fight, the more you become braver.

Wang Peng, who was lying on the corpse, woke up slowly and looked at the "two people" who fought together. For a moment, he couldn't tell who was who.

I endured the pain, calmed my mind and looked carefully, and then I vaguely identified who Huang Yi was and who was his eldest brother.

Li Xiuren's fist was like a dragon, and his killing fist was invincible without any change. His simple murderous intent was unparalleled and his true power fell on Huang Yi one by one, knocking him back.

But Huang Yi did not really have a body after all, and he could not tell how much he was injured, but judging from the bloody flames that gradually dimmed in his body, it was not very easy.

Li Xiuren's condition was not much better. Bloody flames were burning everywhere in his body, like a gangrene attached to his bones, which could not be dispersed. The heart-devouring pain tortured his nerves.

The fighting style of the two gave Wang Peng a new understanding of the dangers of China.

It doesn't matter whether it is gorgeous or change. Every punch and every claw hit the opponent three times, but the effect is surprisingly good.

With one punch, Huang Yi was knocked back, and he felt the true power surging in the sea of ​​energy. The Heart Sutra of "Heroes and Nothing" was running wildly, and the true power seemed to be burning and surging out.

The third punch of the military killing fist, the heart-killing sword!

To kill people, you naturally need to kill your heart. The true power gathers on the fist and turns into a simple long sword phantom, devouring the soul and robbing the soul.

Li Xiuren was still dissatisfied and continued to circulate the Heart Sutra to squeeze the Spirit Platform. The phantom of the ancient long sword turned into a red sword-killing look in his left hand, becoming more solid.

In a trance, Wang Peng seemed to see his little brother holding a red killing sword in both hands.

Holding the Heart-killing Sword in hand, wearing a white jade pendant, eating the evil head hungry, and drinking the blood of Rakshasa with thirsty!

Then he punched Huang Yi's chest, which was different from the previous slaughter, blood tassel spear, and heart-killing sword, which was particularly lethal to the semi-spirited bodies like Huang Yi.

The breath was sluggish, the blood-colored flame became dimmer, and a wound was broken in the chest, and infinite blood light escaped from it, and finally completed the unbearable damage.

No more than the chat and laughter just now, Huang Yi became really panicked, unbelievable, and said hideously: "Impossible!

When I was alive, I was a cultivator in the Purple Palace realm. The exercises I practiced were also the blood evil spirit claws of the fifth level. How could I lose to you a cultivator in the Spiritual Platform realm!"

Impossible Impossible Impossible!

Huang Yi was furious and the blood evil god claws reached into Li Xiuren's chest again, but this time he was blocked by a punch.

The wound on the chest may be a flaw that Huang Yi deliberately sold, and Li Xiuren has always been unswerving in figuring out his opponents with the greatest malicious intention.

The Blood Tassel Spear and the Heart-killing Sword were used together, and the punches fell down, and the injuries became heavier and heavier, but the momentum became more and more courageous.

"How strong can the Dharma from 20,000 years ago be, the Zifu Realm is also a thing of the past.

If you throw your claw breaking technique to the present world, you will probably be at the level of downstream of the five revolutions.”

Li Xiuren sneered and punched out again, adding a hole to Huang Yi's body.

The laws of Shenzhou are becoming increasingly used. The military killing fist he used was deleted and modified by Xiang Guang, the powerful general of the Yangshen State. He will not miss the number of blood evil god claws.

As a mixture of false memories, yang god's thoughts and bones, Huang Yi's will has been completely distorted at this moment, and his power was gradually weakened by the Zhuxin Sword.

The vicious cycle is that the will is not strong enough, and the will is distorted, and the will is distorted and the claws are not so fierce, and then it is even worse than Li Xiuren.

Blood-colored light spots continued to evacuate from Huang Yi's body, and the blood-colored flames completely extinguished, and finally even their body became illusory.

"I don't want to die!"

Accompanied by the last whine, Huang Yi was blown by Li Xiuren, turning into bloody light in the sky, like fireworks set off indoors, drifting away with a gust of cold wind.

Li Xiuren was breathing heavily, and his true power was consumed a lot. Fortunately, the Zhuxin Sword restrained Huang Yi, otherwise he might not have been able to use the sword to pacify the mountains and seas.
Chapter completed!