"Xiao Yi, I am incompatible with you!"

The roar of the Black Cloud Saint Lord was like thunder shaking the sky, echoing above the nine heavens.

In an instant.

The dark power of heaven and earth gushed out from his body, and behind him condensed into an extremely dark ferocious beast.

This giant beast is like a cheetah.

It's just that my whole body is pitch black.

There are three poems in my life.

The sharp fangs between the grin revealed from the mouth, and a hoho sound was made from the nostrils. The strong airflow could melt the void.

Whoosh!                                                                                                                             �

Roar! As the black cheetah opened its mouth, starlight gushed out and merged into the black torrent.

It was like a star falling from outside the sky.

The sound of breaking through the air was continuous.

Xiao Yi stood in the air with a expressionless face and pointed out with one point: "Breaking the Star!"

Above the fingertips, spots of stars shot out.

The stars in the sky condensed into a sharp sword.

Chih! The silver sword moves forward.

Wherever he passed...                                                             

Taking man as the sword, turning into a sword with your body! “Black Sky Demon God!”

The entire face of the Black Cloud Saint was covered by black airflow, and his eyes were extremely red, like two rubies embedded on a black mask.

Surrounded by black gas.

His body continued to expand and turned into a giant hundred feet tall.

Green-faced and fangs, dark all over the body covered with hard scales.

The legendary demon god who controls the night - the Black Heaven Demon God.

When the magic image of the Black Sky Demon God appeared, endless power of the dark world gathered on him, and the sky was covered with black clouds, the sun and the moon were dull, and everything was dim.

The Black Cloud Holy Lord who transformed into the Black Heaven Demon God sounded like thunder: "Die under the endless darkness!"

Dark Demon King Fist!                                                           �

Not to mention dodging.

Dong!                                                              �

A solid punch fell on Xiao Yi's body. His body shook suddenly, and then he turned into a stream of light and fell towards the ground.

Bang bang bang! In the darkness, fist shadows that cannot be captured appear one after another.

They fell on Xiao Yi's body one after another.

The Saint Lord Black Cloud grinned and said, "Little bastard, do you know how powerful I am now?

Under the dark realm, you don’t even know where you are. Die in endless darkness and despair!”

The Black Sky Demon God's arms were shocked.

The body of a hundred feet is also completely integrated into the darkness.

Even though the power of light and heaven and earth in Xiao Yi's body was floating and rising, it could not reflect where his body was.

"Hahaha, Xiao Yi, take me another punch!"

The voice of the Black Cloud Saint Lord who had just smashed Xiao Yi to fly was full of pride, and a thunderous blow was launched in the darkness.

"The roar of all demons!"

The hands opened and closed, like bloody mouths, and rushed towards Xiao Yi crazy.

Just a moment.

The invisible dark hands held Xiao Yi tightly.

The endless black demon shadows turned into a surging torrent of energy, even more like the falling stars, and kept hitting Xiao Yi's body with loud bangs.

Xiao Yi's body was slapped like a sandbag in a muffled sound, and his body kept falling.

Boom! Xiao Yi was smashed to the ground hard.

Two invisible big hands followed and slapped the area where Xiao Yi was.

Rumble! The earth sinks and the ground explodes.

In the darkness, you can see a huge pit of thousands of feet deep being smashed into the entire ground.

The dust rolled in the sky.

The figure of the Black Cloud Saint Lord slowly emerged, looking at the huge earth pit with a sneer: "After being attacked by this continuous attack, even your copper and iron bones will be broken..." Xiao Yi, who was lying in the earth pit, suddenly raised his mouth.

I saw that his body slowly rose into the air, his body was spotless, and the evil smile at the corner of his mouth was a little ridiculous and provocative, and his faint eyes were staring at the Saint of Heiyun: "Are you scratching me?"

With such an attack, even my Holy Body of Wind and Thunder cannot be broken..."                                                                                                                     

The Black Cloud Saint Lord was shocked, and a biting chill spread all over his body. Deng Deng took a few steps back, "Impossible, impossible... Even if my attack is carried out by the strong man who finally achieved the Saint Lord's Nirvana, it will not be unscathed. How could you..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

Xiao Yi twisted his neck gently and made a crisp sound. He looked at Heiyun Saint Lord with his eyes slanted. The horror and disbelief on his face made Xiao Yi's smile brighter, "You played happily just now, right?

Now, it's my turn!

"                                                                                                                               

With his special ability of the Black Heaven Demon God’s martial arts.

Just blend into the darkness.

Any attack that blesses him will be swallowed by darkness. Even if he is a master of the Saint Realm, he will not hurt him any longer.

However... Xiao Yi's speed was one step faster than him.

"Hand of Heaven!"

A big hand with golden light shining appeared out of thin air, grabbing the shoulder of the Black Cloud Saint Lord.

With a crisp sound, the golden hand slammed his shoulders, inserted his five fingers into the flesh and blood, grabbed the shoulder blades on the shoulders and pulled them back.

Awoo...                                                                                                                             �

A cloud of blood mist filled the sky.

His figure also stumbled and escaped from darkness. The Black Cloud Saint subconsciously wanted to escape into darkness again.

"Asura's Way!"

"Hungry ghost realm!"

"Beast Way..." Xiao Yi's Void Condensation Sword and successively performed the first six styles of the "Reincarnation Sword Classic".

The blood-colored Shura grabbed the left shoulder of the Black Cloud Saint Lord, and with a loud bang, he cut off his left arm shoulder-to-shoulder.

The hideous evil ghost lay behind him, gnawing wildly under his crazily, and each mouthful took away a piece of bloody flesh and blood, leaving behind a deep hideous scar that could be seen on the bone.

Three animals and five animals are all out.

As rushing as thousands of troops, he trampled hard, several ribs of the Black Cloud Saint Lord were cut off... Each move of the Sword of Reincarnation is exquisite.

It is also a sword art that is completely different from the sword technique in this world.

The lethality is simply amazing! Terrible! When the Six-style Sword Technique is over.

The Saint of Black Cloud was already covered in bruises and blood, with broken left and right arms, and his body was covered with dazzling scars that could be seen with bones.

His eyes were blood-red, with hatred and resentment, and he roared with gritted teeth: "Little bastard, do you think this is the only trick of killing me?

You're simply a fool!"

"Then how about this sword?"

Xiao Yi responded to him with a cold voice and a fatal sword that was condensed to the extreme - the six paths of reincarnation! buzzing! The six rotating vortexes merged into one.

It seems that you can see the boundless other side and the endless stream of the underworld...                                                                                                                     �

The breath of death fills this world.

The pupils of the Black Cloud Saint Lord were constantly expanding. Even the body of the Saint Lord could have been reborn with blood and then cut off the body and cast again.

But now, the speed of repairing the wound on his body is getting slower and slower, but his vitality is rapidly disappearing under the constant rotation of the vortex.

The Black Cloud Saint Lord can clearly feel the passing of his vitality.

ten years.

century.

Thousand years... His hair has become pale.

The skin became even older and wrinkled.

The surging power in his body was gradually dissipating... “No, no, no…” Heiyun Saint roared in despair.

He was so weak that he could not even maintain the dark sky.

Qingming has been restored to heaven and earth again.

Thump! The powerful Black Cloud Saint Lord, who is as powerful as a demon and a god, is now like a hunched and vicissitudes of life, lying on the ground, watching the black vortex get closer and closer, and is about to completely swallow the saint master.

But at this moment, a cold sword light broke through the void.

With a loud bang.

The vortex of reincarnation exploded.
Chapter completed!