Chapter 179 Don't step into it for thousands of years

Seeing the killer rushing towards him, the death beast burst out the anger that had accumulated in his heart for two years in an instant! With dozens of death beasts as a follower, he rushed to Hongxuan! However, Hongxuan did not change color. After being closed for more than 300 years on the top of the mountain, his strength was no longer Wu Xia A Meng. At present, these death beasts are not much stronger than ants to him.

Stepping in two steps, Hongxuan walked clearly and slowly on the land of the wind canyon step by step. His dark and shiny black hair floated gently against the white strong suit, and his right hand condensed slightly, and a touch of lavender gas rose up.

Looking up and looking at the running death beast, Hongxuan's eyes have a deep feeling. More than 300 years have washed his soul and calmed his mind. Now, after two years, Hongxuan is 24 years old.

Many people are still in a state of ignorance at the age of 24, while Hongxuan's 24 years old has experienced too much. His heart has precipitated. Three hundred years have taken away his impetuousness and prosperity. Today, Hongxuan is just a peerless master who is not moved by the outside world.

As he moved, the eyes of hundreds of thousands of savages around the Wind Canyon floated by, secretly watching his every move. Behind Hongxuan, more than 2,000 expective eyes also glanced at his back. Yu Haoxing and Erdai expected Hongxuan to show his great power and strength of the owner of the Sword Pavilion.

However, everything was very quiet, and an indescribable aura formed around Hongxuan. Under this aura, everyone felt a kind of silence, silent destruction!

Zheng!

A flash of vigor flashed, and Hongxuan walked through dozens of death beasts, and then waved his sleeves. His eyes were indifferent and slowly walked towards another death beast.

Those savages and sword pavilion disciples who stared at Hongxuan were stunned and thought that there would be some earth-shaking battle. However, the two were just passing by, and there were not many irritable sparks at all.

Dozens of death beasts, look at me, I look at you, and my eyes are full of fear and puzzlement. They couldn't understand why they had an extra palm print on their chest, and they didn't understand why they didn't even see the enemy's action. Panic was pervasive. The leading death beast was even more like dead ashes. They thought they could avenge their son, but they would lose their lives now. If they had known that the killer was so powerful, It's better to escape far away.

Looking at the tiny palm print on his chest, the Death Beast hated it very much. It hated that it was not strong enough, and it hated that it didn't polish its eyes!

Looking at Hongxuan, who gradually faded away and ran towards another Death Beast, the Death Beast's heart was miserable and secretly thought that the Death Beast clan was over and completely over. For such a horrible non-human as Hongxuan, no one in the Death Beast family can resist his footsteps.

It regrets, regretting why he tried his best to get into this evil spirit. But there was no regret in the world. When his eyes were dying, he saw a group of young men in white suits surging towards him, and then an irresistible energy passed along the palm of the other party's hand. Then the Death Beast felt that the purest heaven and earth gas stored in the body was rapidly dissipated.

Hongxuan walked slowly on the soil of the wind canyon, and his heart was silent. He looked at the bloody and violent death beast on the side of the walk, and then turned his hand and suddenly shocked it back. No Death Beast can withstand his palm. Under the strength, the Death Beast retreats three times when he sees it, and all the middle palms retreat dozens of steps.

Hongxuan grasped his strength very well. With one palm, all the godless beasts collapsed. Without any resistance, he would not die in an instant. Those Death Beasts spread to the ground were abused by more than 2,000 disciples of the Sword Pavilion. All the disciples of the Sword Pavilion practiced to devour the source. When they imprinted the body of the Death Beast on their palms, these disciples of the Sword Pavilion knew the huge energy contained in the body of the Death Beast.

Such a strange scene appeared in the wind canyon. Hongxuan was walking, the death beast was running, Hongxuan was walking very slowly, and the death beast was running very fast. But there is still no death beast that can escape from the palm of his hand. Many death beasts seem to always hit Hongxuan's palm and lose their opinions.

With the disciples under the Sword Pavilion, Hongxuan quickly swept the whole battlefield like a tornado. There were no earth-shaking moves, no thrill of heaven and earth collapse. All the death beasts only had this palm, and then became the plate meal of the disciples of the Sword Pavilion.

Hundreds of thousands of savages looked at Hong Xuan's behavior and were stunned one by one. How powerful the Death Beast is. In their eyes, few people in the world can fight against the Death Beast alone. Gan Feng can resist a Death Beast alone, because it is a relationship between wild ancestors, but in front of them This young man in white clothes came inexplicably, and his strength was inexplicably strong.

All the Death Beasts, none of them can withstand his casual palm!

Strong! It's so strong!

Whenever the young man in a white suit passes by, a dead beast falls! Death beasts were still continuously pouring into the sea outside the Wind Canyon. Many death beasts roared in the sea, rushing forward one by one regardless of their lives. Soon, they saw the condition of their companions.

What kind of means is that? No one can stop it! The Death Beast fell in pieces. The Death Beast was afraid, and they were also afraid! Some death beasts who wait and see from afar tremble in their limbs, and some timid are already planning how to escape. They are animals. They have feelings, parents, and they will also be afraid.

Gradually, the waves rising on the sea gradually decreased, and the desire of the death beast to attack decreased. They looked at Hongxuan and the group of hungry tiger disciples behind him who had not eaten for many years in horror.

Hongxuan shocked the death beast, and the disciples of Jiange devoured the spirit of heaven and earth, and the scene was in chaos! This is not a equal battle, this is a unilateral massacre! It's the slaughter of a lone wolf against a flock of sheep!

Slaughter! One-sided slaughter!

Roar!

The Death Beast was extremely frightened, and then ran to the isolated island in the sea in a panic, trying to throw out this evil vision. The death beast came and went quickly, and quickly disappeared into the isolated island with a hurried body.

Looking at the disappeared backs, a trace of disdain flashed in Hongxuan's eyes. He looked at the dead savages behind him, which was slightly moved, and then his feet shot up and moved up to the sea.

Above the void, shooting in the air, Hongxuan quickly floats over the sea like a gust of wind! Hundreds of thousands of savages raised their heads and looked at the god-like characters from afar. They wanted to see with their own eyes how this legend would deter the bloody and cruel Death Beast!

Hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes look up at the sky together. Those expective eyes contain a lot of respectful messages, and these eyes are waiting for the white figure in the sky!

"Death Beast Family! Within a thousand years, if you dare to cross the sea and invade the savage world again, I, Hongxuan, will definitely come in person to destroy your family!" At the top of the sky, Hongxuan shot in the air, his whole body trembled vigorously, and his hands were wrapped with purple light. All of a crisp sword trembled between heaven and earth!

Zheng!

It's too early to get out of the sheath!

A sword, a mysterious and extraordinary sword!

Hongxuan held Taichu in his hand, and suddenly rowed on the void, and then a thousand-foot-long purple sword breath came out, with the unique sharp mystery of Taichu's sword, and fiercely bombarded into the isolated island in the sea. Under the sword spirit, hundreds of feet of waves were raised in an instant, and the undersea rocks under the big waves instantly overturned, and a long ditch followed the sword spirit and directly broke through!

Above the sea, whether it is a vast island or an inexhaustible sea waves, nothing can stop that sword spirit! The sword qi passed by a gully across both sides of the river. The waves roared, and the mud and rocks rolled. Following the sword qi, the gully stretched far and far. It was not until five isolated islands were broken in a row that the sharpness of the sword spirit gradually slowed down.

For a long time, the power of heaven and earth brought by Hongxuan's sword finally gradually dissipated, turning into invisible, and another nothingness between heaven and earth. Although the sword spirit has disappeared, the horrible gully it brings is always present in front of the savages, as well as the bloody and brutal death beasts hidden in the ocean.

"You can't step in a thousand years!"

"You can't step in a thousand years!"

...like an indelible historical whirlwind echoing in the primitive galaxy

Hundreds of thousands of savages in the Wind Canyon were shocked. They looked respectfully at Hongxuan floating in the void, and their eyes were actually convinced. This is the peerless strong man, the style of a sword!

Strong demeanor, sword ancestor demeanor!

All the godless beasts were deeply shocked by Hongxuan's sword. They hid in the deep sea or isolated islands in the sea one by one, and did not dare to reveal half of their heads at all. Under the means of the peerless strong, they chose to retreat, panic and endless panic. The death beasts never thought that they encountered such a big pervert. His out Now it has almost broken everyone's common sense.

Wild ancestor! Wild ancestor!

Wild ancestor! ......

In the vast land of the Wind Canyon, the same cries of the savage world gradually echoed. An invisible power permeated Hongxuan. Hongxuan took a deep breath of air. After more than 300 years, he once again felt the power of faith.

A full force of faith dissipated around Hongxuan, and then absorbed by Hongxuan's body and integrated into Baihui. Hongxuan felt that his heart was still precipitated, and he felt that his strength was still getting stronger. The belief in the savage world was very simple. What they needed was just a visible strong man, worshiping the strong man and the master. In this way, he had the faith of the savage!

A stream of faith gathered between heaven and earth, and the hints of the spirit of the world kept coming from Hongxuan's mind. Surrounded by the power of faith, he once again felt the vastness of faith. Faith is a guiding force that guides Hongxuan's mood to a tolerant and broad region...