clang--
In front of the splendid giant door, two golden-armored gods and demons stood, their swords clashing in their hands, blocking the leisurely walking figure, looking down with indifferent eyes.
"Stop!"
"Civilized Chamber of Deputies, no idlers allowed to enter!"
Yan Xing stopped and glanced up at this door god who was thousands of miles tall. He was not weak in cultivation and had reached the extreme realm of gods and demons. With such a strong man looking at the door, the [civilized will] was indeed quite impressive.
"Do you think I am an idler?"
Yan Xing dispersed the divine light lingering on his face, revealing his true appearance with a smile on his lips.
"Director Yan!?"
The expressions of the two door gods changed greatly. They quickly put away their weapons and bowed their hands in salute, but they did not move away from the majestic bodies blocking the door. There was a hint of bitterness in their hearts.
Why is this a fierce god!
However, Yan Xing does not have the authority to enter the House of Commons. Although his status is special, he is not a true immortal of Wuji after all.
In the old era, the nominations of the Yuanzu Councilors they had also expired with the disintegration of the Nine Tribes Alliance, which is meaningless to today's [Civilized Will].
"Haha, I won't embarrass you anymore."
Seeing Yan Xing's smile, the two door gods breathed a sigh of relief. Before they could express their gratitude, their expressions suddenly changed dramatically.
boom--
A palm slowly patted down, which was so small compared to their majestic bodies, but the terrifying power contained in it directly collapsed time and space and obliterated the rules.
With just one palm, the two gods and demons were blown away, and most of the power was still acting on the bright giant door.
In the roar that resounded through the sky, the gods and demons flew out, carrying countless portal fragments, and shot them into the chamber.
"Regarding the amendments to Act No. 9, the House of Representatives will be consulted for their opinions and voted on..."
boom!
The torrent of destruction that suddenly poured into the space interrupted the ongoing meeting. Many stalwart figures entrenched on the throne frowned and looked out the door, with unhappy expressions on their faces, exuding the terrifying aura of true immortals.
clatter! clatter!
Yan Xing walked on the ground paved with origin crystals and calmly walked into the court. Facing the oppression of hundreds of intertwined true immortal wills, he still looked calm.
"Director Yan, what are you doing?"
The old man presiding over the meeting was none other than [Hong]. His eyes were slightly narrowed and he looked at Yan Xing with an indifferent expression. The silent and cold aura filled the entire space.
[In view of the general environment,
"It's okay, I'm just looking for someone, you continue."
Yan Xing looked around, the boy's hole shone with silvery white light, the broken images of the past and the future flashed across quickly, and finally his eyes were fixed on a figure surrounded by dark mist.
"I found you..."
Lord of reincarnation!
Those captured purebloods are all in the inner world of the Lord of Reincarnation. In that scarlet continent, there is a world where a headless giant drives a stone mill.
"Yan Xing, you are so presumptuous!
"
The Lord of Samsara was furious, stood up suddenly, and stared at Yan Xing coldly. For some reason, he felt a little frightened in his heart as he was stared at by those shining silver eyes.
How can this be! ?
Although Yan Xing is weird, he is not a true immortal yet. There is a gap in the realm between the two, and this feeling has never been experienced in previous contacts.
"Director Yan, this is the public chamber. If you have any matters that you can discuss privately, why would you barge in?"
Sima Wenchen frowned and said with some dissatisfaction. He was aware of the grudges between Yan Xing and the Lord of Reincarnation, but no matter what the reason was, he could not be lawless.
"You talk too much, what kind of bullshit council is this? I, Yan Xing, can go wherever I want!"
Yan Xing's expression was slightly cold. Regardless of the sudden angry expressions of all the true immortals, he took a step forward and appeared in front of the Lord of Samsara in an instant, reaching out to him.
Chest reached.
"Hmph! You are looking for death!"
The Lord of Samsara's eyes were as deep as the abyss, reaching straight into the netherworld. With a thought, a mandala wheel appeared behind his head, spinning and slashing towards Yan Xing, who was very close to Chi Chi.
When the other true immortals saw this, they all looked cold and had no intention of taking action.
"roll."
Yan Xing shouted coldly in a low voice, raised his hand and flicked his finger, hitting the mandala that came from behind first.
Clang!
boom--
The harsh metal wail resounded throughout the world inside and outside, and the mandala flew backwards at a faster speed than when it came. The extremely terrifying and pure physical brute force, without energy aura or regular fluctuations, actually wrapped the mandala and scratched it. Space, shot into the turbulent flow of time and space and disappeared.
The terrifying aftermath of the collision surged around, exploding the void, and the storm of destruction made the robes of many true immortals rustle.
At this time, they no longer cared about their disturbed appearance, their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
"This, this is impossible!?"
The Lord of Reincarnation subconsciously took a step back and fell on the Bone God's Throne behind him. He originally thought that Yan Xing would rely on his weird immortality ability to evade his attacks as before.
Unexpectedly, the opponent actually repelled Mandala head-on, and it was just a flick of his finger.
The Lord of Samsara tried his best to spread his will and establish contact with Mandala, but there was no way to recall it. Because there is always a terrifying force that is still pushing it into the depths of the turbulent flow of time and space. He has no way to drive it again until this powerful force is completely eliminated.
"I do not believe!
"
The Lord of Reincarnation's face became extremely ugly. He held his hands empty and took out two more relic weapons, a Square Seal and a Divine Whip.
"kill--"
"snort!"
Faced with the oncoming treasure bombardment, Yan Xing refused to retreat and counterattacked, letting the square seal hit his head and the divine whip on his neck, like a metal collision, splashing out bright sparks.
Despite resisting two blows that could wipe out a galaxy, Yan Xing didn't even move his body. With one vertical step, he pulled back the Lord of Samsara who wanted to escape into the vortex of the netherworld.
Under his shocked gaze, he put his hand into his chest, groped for a while, and pinched an acupuncture point.
"Ah! No-"
Yan Xing's lips curled up with coldness, he pulled out his arm fiercely, and with a slight twist of his fingers, he crushed the spiritual orifice, revealing a scarlet world.
Fortunately, the space of the House of Commons has the characteristics of being infinitely vast, and it is more than enough to carry the disintegrating world within the body.
"Yen Xing! Stop!"
"
"You bastard! What do you want to do!?"
The two fought, but in an instant, the Lord of Samsara was stripped of a part of his inner world. Many true immortals recovered from the shock, and they all opened their mouths to yell, with terrifying auras gushing out from their bodies, and the ruins weapons appeared in their hands.
Yan Xing's behavior is no longer as simple as offending the authority of the [Civilized Chamber of Wills]. To hurt a member in public is simply challenging everyone's bottom line.
"What do I want to do?"
Yan Xing looked around coldly, squeezing the Lord of Reincarnation's neck with his palms like he was lifting a dead dog, his eyebrows facing the pressure of hundreds of true immortals without even frowning.
"Well, didn't you see it?"
Yan Xing raised his eyes and signaled. The true immortals frowned and sensed the abnormality of the scarlet continent. When they glanced at it, their expressions suddenly changed slightly.
I saw that on the vast land, there were densely packed ice jade crystals, and inside each one, there was a human race with black hair and black eyes frozen. Their expressions were vividly visible, frozen in an instant.
"Pure-blooded humans?!"
Hong, Ancestor Xiaoyao, Blood Buddha and other ancient immortals all looked at each other, their expressions becoming extremely ugly.
The re-launch of the saint's recovery plan was carried out in secret. Except for the key figure of the Lord of Samsara, the other more than ten participants were all them.
These old guys who woke up from the Book of Eternal Sleep.
This is also the reason why the undercovers of the Holy Court did not obtain information at the beginning.
"Yan Xing, are you here for these purebloods? Why?!"
Hong frowned and asked, his expression solemn, no longer showing contempt as before. Yan Xing's strength exceeded everyone's expectations and was definitely not inferior to any true immortal, so they could not help but treat him with caution.
Yes, many true immortals showed doubts about why Yan Xing did what he did.
At first, they thought that Yan Xing was just seeking revenge from the Lord of Reincarnation. Although they did not know how to choose the occasion, although everyone was dissatisfied, they also had some understanding. After all, the hatred of genocide is as deep as the sea.
If the target is these pure-blooded humans, then something is wrong. Is it because they are afraid that the Lord of Reincarnation has too much power?
"Why?"
Yan Xing slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked around with a strange expression, and knew that from today on, he would exist between heaven and earth in another identity.
It doesn't matter, there is no need to hide the pure blood identity of Tiandi anymore.
hold head high--
Phew!
Under everyone's gaze, the sound of dragons and phoenixes suddenly echoed in Yan Xing's eyes.
The next moment, the phantom of the ancestral dragon in the void flew out from the right eye, and the Abi ghost phoenix fluttered in the hole in the left eye. The dragon and phoenix figures circled and intertwined in the void, and then slowly dissipated, turning into two drops of blood essence and falling.
Yan Xing opened his eyes again. The amber eyes had turned into pure and extreme darkness. Even his long hair, which was originally black and yellow, had become extremely black, just like the darkness before dawn.
"you you……"
Seeing the sudden change in Yan Xing's aura, all the real immortals present were dumbfounded, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"Are you surprised? Surprised or not!?"
"Yes, I am a pure-blood human."
Yan Xing looked happy, showing his true self to others for the first time, as if an invisible chain had been unlocked. He suddenly felt relaxed physically and mentally, and his mood was slightly improved.
It has to be said that Weiyuan's hidden secret skills from the Night Club are indeed very powerful. Just look at these dumbfounded immortals, and you can imagine it.
"Pure-blooded humans!
"
"Kill! Kill him——"
Hong, his old face turned red with anger, and the murderous intent in his cloudy eyes almost turned into reality.
What a shame! What a shame!
It must be washed away with the most painful death!
Ho ho ho——
The first one to take action was the headless giant from the Scarlet Continent. With his extremely huge hands, he raised the big grinding wheel stained with minced meat and blood and smashed it towards Yan Xing.
"Eternal hell!"
Yan Xing glanced at it indifferently. Extreme darkness spread out from the depths of the child's hole. It seemed like light and solid liquid. It expanded to infinite width in an instant, swallowing up the headless giant and the scarlet continent in an instant.
"Stop him!"
"Take back the pure-blooded humans!
"
The expressions of the true immortals changed greatly. Those pure bloods that were finally collected were the key to the saint's recovery plan and they could not be taken away by Yan Xing.
Boom!
The extremely terrifying attacks came one after another, all carrying the power of the Holy Blade, instantly disintegrating the sacred and supreme space of the Chamber.
Yan Xing was submerged in the endless flow of destruction.
