At the same time, Xu Xing stood out in a mass grave outside Suining County.

Xu Xing here is his true essence.

The one who tortured Xu Chengzu was just a divine thought differentiated by Xu Xing.

With his cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm, even if he only randomly divides a divine mind, his strength is far beyond that of ordinary late-stage cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.

It is more than enough to clean up a small Xu business.

As for Xu Chengzu, it seems that he knows Xu Xing, who originally had this body, and it seems that there is still some grudge between the two...

Xu Xing had no interest in knowing these things.

He was not the original Xu Xing, and it was even more impossible for him to have any feelings for the declining royal family of the previous dynasty because of his surname Xu.

If you really want to force your relationship, Xu Xing only has one kind of feelings for these people, that is, hate.

Since he first entered this world, the Xu family has been full of malice towards him, causing him a lot of trouble and crises. Until now, he still dares to provoke him without knowing his life and death, and even harms Xiao He's life...

In Xu Xing's view, these people no longer need to exist in this world.

In the mass graves, weeds are everywhere.

Most of the distributed graves here are deserted tombs that have no one worshipped, and no one takes care of them for many years.

Some tombs have even collapsed.

Beneath the weeds in this mass grave, there are many remains of bones that are messy and exposed in the wild.

Most of these remaining bones have become yellow and crisp after being blown by the wind, sun and rain day after day.

Xu Xing searched for a long time and searched the entire mass grave, and did not even let it go within dozens of miles around him. Finally, he found several white bones.

However, these bones cannot even be pieced together a complete human form.

And this is what Xu Xing could find, all the remaining bones of Xiaohe.

Xu Xing put these bones together with the handkerchief, put them in the soul-raising wooden box, and properly stored them.

Then, one step forward, it appeared on the sea surface in the east.

There are two islands here, one big and one small. The big one is called Dagen Island and the small one is called Xiaogen Island.

There are all mortals living on Xiaogeng Island. When Xu Xing passed by this island, he just got rid of the leading people among the mortals and did not kill these mortals at will.

Because Xu Xing discovered that the lives of these mortals were actually very difficult.

Without cultivation, these mortals are unlikely to do anything bad.

So Xu Xing let them go.

Most of the people living on Dageng Island are monks, so Xu Xing had no intention of letting go.

He reached out his hand and grabbed it gently.

A huge palm formed by magic power appeared above Dagen Island, covering the sky and the earth, and grabbed the entire Dagen Island.

The monks on the island were all shocked when they saw the giant hands falling from the sky.

They all jumped up, either as a harsh weapon or as a steering wind, trying to escape from the island.

Even the Blood Ming Zhenren in the Golden Pill Realm is no exception.

He turned into a bloody light, rushed out of the house quickly, and flew out of the island from the shortest distance.

Among these monks who escaped, he was the fastest to escape.

However, no matter how these monks flew, they could not escape from the scope covered by the giant palm of the sky.

I could only watch the big palm, full of despair, and slowly grabbed it.

Seeing that the Xue Ming Zhenren could not escape, he showed up, raised his head and shouted loudly: "Who is it that senior who is you who can't get along with me, Da Geng Island?! Please come forward so that I can understand when I die!"

Xu Xing was not in the mood to pay attention to this person, and the speed of his palms was not changed at all.

"Boom--"

A loud noise sounded, and the entire Dagen Island was grabbed by a giant hand, and then pulled out of the sea.

Countless sea water began to rush towards the sunken area left by Dagen Island.

The surging sea water collided and stirred up waves more than ten feet high.

After Dagen Island was captured by the magic hand, it was constantly pinched up again.

Under the tremendous pressure, everyone on the island was crushed into a blood mist of meat pies.

Even if a cultivator is just able to resist a few breaths a little more.

Xu Xing knew that among these dead people, there might be innocent people who will not die, but he was too lazy to distinguish them.

Only Zhenren Xueming, because he practiced special skills, was not afraid of this simple oppressive power.

Because he can turn into blood and flow around, offsetting most of the pressure.

However, seeing the deaths of many tribe members on the island, Xue Ming Zhenren was still filled with sadness and reluctance:

"Before I have re-established the Da Geng Dynasty, my family will be gone like this?

No! I'm not willing to give up!

Anyway, I must be alive!

Only by living can you have the opportunity to avenge this great revenge!

Only by living can we restore the glory of the Dagen Dynasty!”

As soon as Master Xue Ming thought of this, he completely integrated into countless blood, silent all his energy and endured it.

However, Xue Ming Zhenren didn't know that all his actions were clearly visible in Xu Xing's eyes and there was no way to hide.

Even if Master Xue Ming has applied the blood-transforming technique to the extreme, it is of no use.

After all, Xu Xing's cultivation is much higher than him.

It is almost impossible for a monk at the Golden Elixir realm to hide in front of a god-transforming monk.

Even if it were Xu Xing back then, he would not be able to do this.

Otherwise, Xu Xing would not have been captured by Qi Yuanliang without any resistance.

Xu Xing ignored the little movements of Xue Ming Zhenren, but was still holding the island in his hand.

The island was pinched smaller and smaller in his hands, and eventually turned into a pill of earth about the size of a thumb.

There was a faint red color mixed in the earthen pill.

That was transformed from the blood of everyone on Dagen Island after their deaths.

The blood water transformed by Xue Ming Zhenren has been completely compressed and fixed on the earth pill, and cannot move at all.

Even his consciousness could not function independently.

Xu Xing pinched the earthen pills in his hand, and Zhenren Xue Ming finally saw Xu Xing's appearance clearly.

Xu Xing landed his eyes on the Tuwan, as if he was looking at Zhenren Xueming.

He whispered: "Xue Ming, I guess you don't remember who I am anymore, right?

But, it doesn't matter!

Since you are so afraid of death and have lived long enough, I will not kill you! Just sealing you and letting you live until you die naturally. I am still kind to you, right?"

As he said that, he took out a gray and plain stone sword. There was a small hole at the hilt of the stone sword, and the sound of light sword sounds kept coming from the hole.

When Xu Xing got this sword, he still couldn't see its foundation.

Now in your hand, there is no secret anymore.

This is a psychic sword.

There is a spirit in the sword.

Only by communicating with the spirit in the sword and being recognized by the spirit of the sword can we truly exert the power of this sword.

However, its own grade is just an intermediate magic weapon.

Logically speaking, only after reaching the advanced level of magic weapons and surviving the thunder tribulation can the Yuan Spirit be truly produced.

Without the magic weapon to overcome the tribulation, the Yuan Ling cannot be produced.

And this stone sword is obviously an alien among them.

It is a naturally formed magic weapon. The moment it becomes a magic weapon, a ignorant consciousness has already emerged.

Unfortunately, it was born a little early, and it was discovered and collected only after it evolved to the level of an intermediate magic weapon.

This also leads to its consciousness always being in a state of ignorance, and it is difficult for the sword holder to communicate with it.

If it can evolve safely to the level of high-level magic weapons, successfully overcome the thunder tribulation, and then be born again, it can become a true spiritual magic weapon.

This kind of spiritual magic weapon naturally generated by the world can be called an innate magic weapon.

Most innate magic weapons are much more powerful than those acquired magic weapons refined by cultivators.
To be continued...