Not leaving the whole body, but eradicating the roots, this is Xu Xiaoshou’s bottom line!

"Plop-"

As soon as the embers were burning in the sky, the extreme high temperature turned into a blazing white fire, which ignited Situ Yongren's corpse from the air.

One-stop service for murder and corpse burning, free service.

There is indeed no treasure left in Situ Yongren's body - it is either with him or buried in the deep sea.

But when his body was burned, Xu Xiaoshou could vaguely see through "perception", and a bunch of things were scattered in his arms.

Paper critic.

Some are just paper with nothing at all, and are burned into paper money in no time.

Some are engraved with some Tianjidao patterns, but the level is very low. Even the paper is new, obviously made recently.

"What the hell?"

Xu Xiaoshou squinted his eyes, saying that he couldn't quite understand those things that were so fragile that even the flames from the sky could burn them instantly.

But it doesn't matter anymore. He doesn't have time to search for Situ Yongren's soul or will now.

I believe that this kind of Little Throne can't cultivate to that level, let alone have so much time to cultivate so many ways at the same time.

Look at the current situation.

If Dao Qiongcang doesn't take action, Situ Yongren will be gone in an instant, and the divine envoy of Heaven will no longer be able to be controlled by anyone.

There is one less variable in the field.

This is a very good rhythm for our side. It is very satisfying and we cannot ask for more.

"Xu! Xiao! Accept!"

When the angry sound sounded in the distance and the call belonging to Yan Wuse came back, Xu Xiaoshou trembled violently.

He didn't dare to think about anything anymore, he suddenly grew in size, transformed into a two-winged black devil and a violent giant, and pounced on the head of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon again.

"Dragon treasure protects me!"

"I am scared!"

"I hold it back, don't be impulsive."

"Remember, this battle is about delaying, don't be aggressive!"

Yan Wuse suppressed the violence in his emotions and without looking back, he threw a few words at Rao Yaoyao.

Then, he bit his thumb, squeezed out the golden holy blood, put it a little on his forehead, and pulled it down.

"Blood Sacrifice·God's Dominant Form!"

Buzz!

The Void Island shook violently, and a terrifying coercion that was not expected of a semi-holy spiritual refiner descended from the sky.

It was so majestic that it could almost compete with the Demon Emperor Black Dragon, the incarnation of the Holy Emperor's thoughts.

Above the nine heavens, dark clouds rolled and sank together.

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon raised his eyes sternly, with a strange color in his eyes, and murmured: "Is there any more moves? This momentum..."

On top of the dragon's head, Xu Xiaoshou transformed into a black giant.

He was originally standing, but after Yan Wuse's attack, he was pressed down on the soft flesh pad on the dragon's head on the spot, almost cutting his wound, and took a dragon's blood bath.

"Ouch——"

Demon Emperor Black Dragon failed to be hit by Yan Wuse and Rao Yaoyao, but was tortured a second time by Xu Xiaoshou until he let out a wail.

Xu Xiaoshou took the opportunity to move another batch of dragon blood, and then he held on to the dragon's horns and stood up.

"Sorry, I didn't stand firm."

Look up.

Yuan Fang, who was originally beaten to death, suddenly became violent and violent, as if he had taken the most powerful drug.

His body was unnaturally lifted up by the gravity of the world, and like a god undoing the shackles on his body, he burst out with power that didn't seem to belong to him. But...

That bright, dazzling, and extremely magnificent light is still the light of spiritual refining! "The form dominated by gods?"

Xu Xiaoshou rubbed his eyes, then pressed his right eyelid that was beating wildly, and used his mind to crush the bad premonition in his heart.

He witnessed Yan Wu Color lose his human shape, his body turned into endless blazing white light, and gradually grew bigger and bigger.

Finally, it becomes illusory and transparent, standing in the sky.

At this moment, Yan Wuse truly resembled the god of light, descending into the world, and Chen Fan transcended the world!

"Long Bao, there's something wrong with him. Are you confident that you can resist his attack?" The corners of Xu Xiaoshou's mouth began to twitch, and as he spoke, he thought of "Liberated State·Tianji Divine Envoy".

The two are very similar...

But judging from the time when No. 2 was born and Yan Wuse became famous, it shouldn’t be that Yan Wuse copied No. 2, right?

Could it be that when Dao Qiongcang created No. 2, he really used Yan Wuse as a template and successfully created it?

Below the Falling Abyss, Rao Yaoyao, who had such a long buffer time, has recovered from the blow from the Demon Emperor Black Dragon.

She picked it up

While wielding the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, he looked at the Spirit of Light rising into the sky beside him and fell into silence for a long time.

I promised you not to get involved...

As soon as you turn your head, you release the restrictions and reveal your final trump card?

In the form dominated by the gods, Yan Wuse truly transformed into the light of spiritual refining. Just by floating above the Fallen Abyss out of thin air, he forced half of the black clouds all over the island to scatter. He was actually able to fight against the devil with the qualifications of a semi-saint.

The Emperor Black Dragon is evenly matched!

"Okay, so strong!"

Void Island is half dark and half light.

At that moment, the power bloomed in the sky, and even the spiritual masters who were far away at the ruins of the Sin Palace began to tremble.

Too many people cannot bear the pressure and prostrate themselves as if worshiping the birth of a god.

The few who could withstand the heavy pressure only glanced into the distance, or looked through the broken Thousand Miles Mirror Technique, before their pupils burst and blood flowed from their eyes.

"Don't look directly..."

"This battle has escalated and is no longer something we can watch." Ninety-nine percent of the spiritual refiners on the island were crushed to the ground.

And above the Demon Emperor's Black Dragon, there is a small Throne Realm. While wiping the blood from his eyes, he tried his best to open his eyes to the sun.

"So strong! So strong!"

"This is what the light of spiritual refining should look like, give it a little more, show it a little more!"

Xu Xiaoshou held the dragon's horn with one hand to support his body so as not to lie down.

The other hand secretly grabbed the imitator, using Yan Wu's blood to imitate Yan Wu's moves.

If this soul-refining light can't kill him today.

In the future, he, Xu Xiaoshou, will dare to become the second ray of light!

Of course, all this must be based on a certain foundation...

"Something's wrong. I haven't digested it yet. Why has it taken so long and the Light Plate hasn't condensed yet?"

"This unscientific!"

The illusory, distant, and ancient god of light has finally arrived. In the blazing white light, the light outlines a human-shaped outline.

The Fengyuan Spear left outside flashed into the hands of the God of Light and tilted in the air.

"Buzz!"

The light from the tilted spear tore through the dark clouds all over the island, completely exposing the body of the Demon Emperor's black dragon to the gaze of everyone on Void Island who could still watch the battle.

Yan Wuse never lost his mind, but his eyes were a little more scarlet.

Incarnating into this form, he seemed to have lost his humanity. Possessing absolute calmness and thinking ability, he said softly in the air:

"Demon Emperor Black Dragon, I will give you one more chance. Now, immediately, immediately, exit the outer island of Void Island and go back to your lair!"

"I, my Emperor, can pretend that you have never been here!"

Xu Xiaoshou felt as if his eardrums had been shattered.

The energy contained in these holy sounds was so full and overflowing that it was like the strongest holy weapon exploding in his ears.

And this is just the holy sound...

In this form, Yan Wuse has never really made a move!

"Long Bao, will you abandon me?"

The two-winged black demon violent giant grabbed the dragon's horns tightly, as if he wanted to break it open and stuff it into Yuan Mansion. He lowered his head and asked with a weeping expression that did not fit his tyrannical appearance.
To be continued...