"The Master of Martial God? That's all!"

Xiao Yi's voice was filled with a fiery fighting spirit.

His words seem relaxed, but in fact he is extremely nervous.

After all, the person in front of him is the legendary martial god Zhao Wuji!

Although he was suppressed by the restriction of the Eternal Heavenly Tomb, his cultivation level was suppressed at the first level of the Earth Lord, his combat power should not be underestimated. Just because he smashed the Hurricane God Shield with a flesh and blood fist, he could see how terrible his strength was.

after all……

When he was fighting with Yang Dingtian and others in the Yunmeng Temple.

They have never broken the Hurricane Shield!

Zhao Wuji had no expression on his face, and the violent innate power in his body came out, and a round shock wave began to appear on his shoulders, like an invisible energy ring stuck on his arm.

Buzz!

Buzz!

Buzz!

Round after circle of energy shock waves are stacked layer by layer.

Concentrate on the fist and palm.

With a loud bang.

The attacks formed by the energy shock waves were filled with a loud bang and hit Xiao Yi's body.

"My character shaking technique in the Nine Changes of the Crazy Dragon is superimposed layer by layer, and it can kill the powerful people of the fifth-level Earth Lord. You..."

Zhao Wuji sneered proudly, but before he could finish speaking, the proud smile on his face collapsed and completely solidified, replaced by a hint of surprise and surprise, "This is impossible..."

Buzz!

The violent energy shock wave hit Xiao Yi hard.

The violent energy that could kill the powerful people in the fifth-level Earth Lord realm turned into round ripples on Xiao Yi's body, spreading in all directions in the void. Under the energy fragments, Xiao Yi's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sarcasm and sneer, and said word by word: "Zhao Wuji, you are old! Now is our era!"

Dingdeng!

Zhao Wuji's face changed suddenly, and his figure took three steps in succession.

His face turned inexplicably and it was unstable.

The resentful look in his eyes was unsteady. Xiao Yi's words are old, like millions of poisoned steel needles piercing into his heart.

pain!

A bone-bone pain!

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and roared: "You fart, I am the martial god of the Qingtian Realm. I am invincible, I live with the sky and live with the earth forever. How can I be old? I can't be old..."

Xiao Yi's smile gradually calmed down and he snorted coldly: "I said you are old, you will be old!"

boom!

A ray of light soared into the sky.

The Investiture Tree emerged behind Xiao Yi.

The sacred tree is vast and magnificent, entering the sky.

Standing in this eternal tomb.

Hurry!

Above the Fengshen Tree, the pieces of Fengshen leaves trembled slightly, emitting a golden light as dazzling as starlight.

Spots and spots are scattered, giving people a dazzling and sacred feeling.

"What is this..." Zhao Wuji's face showed a look of horror.

The sacred tree made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

"Submit yourself!"

Xiao Yi's arms spread wide and spread left and right.

Golden lights rose from his feet, setting off his body slowly rising into the air, and his eyes were filled with the sharp light of the sun: "The gods are the only ones who are the only ones..."

Swish swish swish swish!

Pieces of Fengshen leaves withered and fell from the branches.

Above the Fengshen Leaf that was shining with brilliant golden light, golden leaf veins were extremely clear. Under Xiao Yi's control, these Fengshen Leafs continued to dance in the air. They were like a group of golden elves wrapped in golden light, sometimes falling down, sometimes moving with the wind, and sometimes gathering into a group.

The more than 100,000 Fengshen Ye was under Xiao Yi's finger, and his leisurely posture was gone.

There was a harsh sound.

More than 100,000 Fengshen Ye condensed into a golden giant sword with a sound, and dazzling golden light shone on the sword body.

With a whoosh.

The golden giant sword fell from the sky.

The entire void was shaking wildly, and the mighty energy blocked the world. With a loud buzzing sound, the sharp sword slashed at Zhao Wuji hard.

"No……"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were about to break, and his eyes were blood red.

The golden giant sword made him feel desperate.

The innate power of the whole body was activated to the extreme, and with a loud bang, one punch, one palm, one finger and one sword...

The former martial god.

The martial arts they possess are naturally unparalleled.

but……

No matter how powerful Zhao Wuji's attack was, when facing Xiao Yi's golden sword, it all turned into ashes and was annihilated between heaven and earth.

Watching the sword break all defenses.

Zhao Wuji showed a look of despair and a resentful look, staring at Xiao Yi: "I will not let you go even if I become a ghost..."

"ghost?"

Xiao Yi sneered and shook his head, "You are not my opponent, and if you are a ghost, how can I be afraid of you?"

boom!

The golden sword was cut off.

Zhao Wuji was cut in half.

at the same time……

The sword body buzzed and broke open, turning into the Fengshen Leaf all over the sky.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

As the Fengshen Ye Fei rotated, he stuck one after another to Zhao Wuji's body. In the blink of an eye, he completely wrapped Zhao Wuji in it. With a buzzing sound, these golden Fengshen Ye swept Zhao Wuji toward the towering tree behind Xiao Yi!

Buzz!

Zhao Wuji condensed on the Seiji Tree, and the more than 100,000 Seiji leaves were scattered and returned to their respective positions.

Only Zhao Wuji...

He was covered with a faint golden light.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it condensed into a little flower embryo that was about to bloom.

"Flower? Could it be that if the strong men in the Eternal Heaven Tomb seal the sacred tree, will flowers condense?"

Xiao Yi stared at the cluster of flower embryos, and a sudden light of inspiration appeared in his mind, muttering to himself: "I don't know if this flower will detach what fruit will be produced after it blooms!"

This is the Conquest of the Gods Tree.

The fruits condensed from the sacred tree are absolutely extraordinary.

Chichi!

The flower embryo grew very fast, and it was blooming slowly in the blink of an eye. Then the petals withered, but a fruit appeared on the branches. The whole fruit was red and covered with silver patterns, which was extremely strange, but it contained a mysterious energy fluctuation. Then it opened its mouth and swallowed the fruit.

This fruit melts at the entrance.

When Xiao Yi digested the fruit, a huge amount of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

It is exactly what Zhao Wuji learned throughout his life.

This is the true inheritance of the God of Martial Arts!

For a moment.

There were thousands of martial arts memories in Xiao Yi's mind. These memories were deeply rooted and firmly imprinted in his soul. Except for not being proficient enough, they were already mastered. This is far more powerful than the part inherited by the strong people who suppressed them at the first level. They were almost invisible and all their abilities could be inherited.

"As I expected, this is what the inheritance of the Martial God should look like!"

Xiao Yi's mouth raised slightly, and he was about to try a few techniques, but at this moment, Xiao Lin's anxious voice came from outside, "Boss, something happened..."

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