Chapter 1651: Psychic (2/2)

”Compete against the demon to kill?” Seeing this scene, the seven disciples of the emperor were all emotions.

Duan Mukun and Xiao Ye threw them away too far.

Rumble!

Duan Mukun's white hair is flying, he has evolved his Dao and Dharma to the peak level, and this starry sky has been rendered with ambilight.

In the realm of the half emperor, he possessed the strength comparable to that of a quasi-imperial empire, an absolute genius, and an absolute emperor. Now he is even more terrifying. Even the spirits and spirits that are comparable to the quasi-imperial empire have been killed by him.

”I didn't expect that I used Baifeng Linggen to strengthen my flesh, but it made me mistakenly hit a wrong road and walked out of a path invincible with flesh.”

”If I continue to strengthen, what level will my physical body reach?”

For Duan Mukun who is competing with himself, Xiao Ye didn't care, he was still immersed in the joy of flesh transformation.

Zhenwu's physique, hegemony, and half emperor's physique all disappeared at this moment. His flesh looks like a furnace, blending these physiques into a furnace, blending water and milk, regardless of each other, but possessing these physique characteristics.

He was being baptized in the blood of the spirit, and gradually a ray of divine light interweaved, engraved with martial arts runes on his body, illuminating the Qingxu space.

Under his double fists, even the stars in the extraterritorial battlefield changed their trajectories, trembling under the endless fluctuations, as if he had become the center of this extraterritorial battlefield.

In his body, there are magic lamps that light up one after another, breaking through the darkness, making people trance, like seeing a new emperor.

This is a transformation that breaks the shackles of the body and breaks through the imprisonment of the sky.

The spirits seemed to be stimulated. The former servants came to fight, causing Duan Mukun to be a little difficult. His body gradually receded, but he could not shake Xiao Ye’s body at all. Was wiped out.

Xiao Ye once again sublimated with the fighting power that fleshed out in his flesh, and his style was peerless, even overwhelming Duan Mukun beside him.

In the hearts of the disciples of the great emperor, there was a turbulent wave.

What a terrible flesh this can withstand such a fierce attack.

”really!”

”The transformation of the Tower of Time is because of the blood of the spirit!”

”This time I absorbed so much blood from the spirits and spirits. After I go back, I can continue to study other treasures of heaven and earth.” Xiao Ye was very happy.

He deliberately bathed in the blood of spirits and demon, naturally to let the tower of time absorb.

After absorbing the blood of such spirits, the Tower of Time regained its supreme power again. Xiao Ye felt that it only needed his own thoughts to guide the ability of the first layer of the Tower of Time.

You know, there are many treasures in the realm of emperors.

”Absorbing the ordinary spirit demon's blood can let the power of the first layer of the tower of time be released. What if the spirit demon king's blood is absorbed?”

Xiao Ye thought about half a year ago, when he was on the battlefield outside the territory, and saw the sight of the Spirit Demon King, his heart shook.

The spirit demon king is definitely a horrible existence, and even the four emperors of the human race are trembling, and he is not able to deal with it for the time being.

”Okay, stop.”

”Although I waited for the seal here, but if I continue to fight, I'm afraid the Necromancer will be drawn again.”

At this moment, Emperor Wushuang stepped forward to stop Xiao Ye and Duan Mukun.

”Little Brother, I lost this time, but I will soon catch up with you and become the Emperor faster than you!”

Duan Mukun's face was pale and sweaty, and he dropped a sentence and left unwillingly.

Even if he is a quasi-imperial, but in such a place as a battlefield outside the territory, such a fierce battle occurs, his consumption is very large.

In contrast, Xiao Ye still looks as usual.

”Brother...”

Looking at Duan Mukun's back, Xiao Ye couldn't help crying.

(End of this chapter)