The Thirty-Third Realm, this world, according to what the figure on the mountain said before, this is a world forgotten by time.
Death has long been no longer the main theme here, death is...
Everything here is dying with time. Life under the torrent of time is just like a grain of sand in a big river that can only roll with the waves.
Xiao Yan looked at the red figure in the distance and moved slightly, heading towards the red figure.
As Xiao Yan continued to move forward, Xiao Yan discovered that he was always relatively far away from the red figure. In other words, as Xiao Yan kept moving forward, the figure was also moving forward.
The look made Xiao Yan feel very strange, and Xiao Yan even began to wonder if the red figure he saw was a person?
But judging from the height and body shape, it was indeed a man wearing a red robe, but his head and feet could not be seen clearly.
It seemed more like a ghost.
Unknowingly, the surroundings became darker. What was just a lingering drizzle before turned into a downpour, covering the whole world in a rain washing away all the sounds.
Just as Xiao Yan continued to move forward following the red figure, suddenly, the red figure suddenly flashed and disappeared out of thin air!
Xiao Yan suddenly frowned. Purple rain had been falling in the gloomy sky for an unknown period of time. All the deep pits on the ground had turned into lakes. As far as the eye could see, there was almost no flat ground.
They are all full of potholes, and the potholes vary from big to small. It is obvious that this place once experienced a terrible battle, which left the entire land devastated.
Even though eternity has passed, the shadow of the great war can still be clearly seen.
Looking along the place where the red figure disappeared, Xiao Yan saw a figure standing straight in the distance, and his appearance could not be clearly seen, as motionless as a stone sculpture.
But as he got closer, Xiao Yan saw fluorescent lights flashing above the figure's head. Xiao Yan recognized this light as the same light emitted by Ji Shen Nectar.
After a moment, Xiao Yan came to this figure and looked at the figure in front of him. He was about two meters tall, and his figure was wrapped by the wings growing out from behind him.
The whole body was covered with a thick layer of dust, as if it were carved. Xiao Yan did not feel any vitality fluctuations on his body, but based on previous experience, the existence here itself had no vitality fluctuations, nor any vitality fluctuations. Origin Qi fluctuates.
Xiao Yan approached this figure. Just as Xiao Yan's eyes followed the light emanating from the top of his head, the wings wrapped around his body suddenly moved!
Almost instantly, without waiting for Xiao Yan to react, the wings spread out instantly, and the dark golden wings were like sharp blades, roaring crazily towards Xiao Yan!
Xiao Yan's pupils shrank, but fortunately Xiao Yan was on guard when he was approaching.
"Taichu Bell!"
The golden bell instantly enveloped Xiao Yan.
Clang!
The sharp wings were extremely fast, and they were continuously swung at Xiao Yan.
After the Taichu Bell resisted several times, it collapsed instantly and could no longer be used for a short period of time. However, this time also gave Xiao Yan time to react, and he immediately drew out the Eight Desolate Mysterious Rulers and moved back some distance.
His eyes were slightly focused as he looked at the figure that suddenly attacked him. She was a woman, but this woman looked unusual. Every inch of her body was like a stone sculpture, filled with destructive power.
The attack just now made Xiao Yan's eyes narrow, and he could feel that the person in front of him was not an ordinary character.
On the headdress between his eyebrows, Xiao Yan saw flickering fluorescence. Presumably, this fluorescent crystal was the same as the Supreme God Nectar, containing the mysterious power that could help Xiao Yan improve his Origin Qi.
But it seems that it is not easy to solve this existence at the moment.
Now that the matter has come to this, Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, with no intention of backing down.
With a wave of the Eight Desolate Xuanzhong Ruler, flames and thunder instantly covered the whole body, and the peak momentum of the Seven-Star Fighting God exploded!
And at the thousand peaks, the figure stood on top of the newly stacked peaks, looking towards the north.
"The north...there are four goddesses in black, purple, white and gold, but they are not good..."
"But if we can defeat one of them, one nectar of the Supreme God is equivalent to twenty on my mountain. The north is the best choice to pursue power!"
What Xiao Yan is dealing with at this moment is the black-winged Valkyrie among the black, purple, and white gold. As the name suggests, these Valkyries are all extremely superior in combat power.
It is not an easy task to kill them.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
The Bahuang Xuanzhong Ruler in Xiao Yan's hand was swung rapidly, and sparks flew everywhere. The Bahuang Xuanzhong Ruler collided with its sharp wings crazily, and cold sweat covered Xiao Yan's forehead at this moment.
The two attacks were overwhelming, but Xiao Yan's body had wounds of various sizes, which showed that Xiao Yan was completely at a disadvantage in the confrontation at this moment.
Therefore, Xiao Yan had to open the distance between the two sides again. Purple-red flames rose up from Xiao Yan's body, and Xiao Yan's Origin Qi foundation exploded. Now Xiao Yan's own Origin Qi foundation has 90 million... Under the crazy blessing of the Ten Jue Demonic Flames, the number suddenly increased to 200 million!
This is the amount of Origin Qi that only the Eight-Star God of War possesses in the middle stage.
Feeling the surge of power in his body, Xiao Yan attacked the black-winged Valkyrie again, the Eight Desolate Xuanzhong Ruler in his hand frantically confronting its sharp wings.
Fortunately, there is no doubt about the toughness of the Eight Desolate Xuanzhong Ruler, and the sharpness of its wings would be difficult for ordinary weapons to match.
The more he fought, the more frightened Xiao Yan became. Although there was no Origin Qi fluctuation, the latter's body was like a clone of the original god, possessing terrifying physical power, and his attack speed was surprisingly fast.
Xiao Yan was overwhelmed. The most terrifying thing was that there was no sense of stagnation in his attack moves. All his moves were extremely smooth. Even though Xiao Yan's Origin Qi had increased to 200 million, he still couldn't get any benefit from him.
"So strong!" Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed and he thought silently in his heart, but his attack did not stop.
The fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense, as if he was getting braver as he fought. The battle between the two didn't even look gorgeous, as if they were fighting like ordinary warriors, without source energy or even the power of explosion.
But the power of every inch of attack is undoubtedly powerful!
"Yao Beng!"
Xiao Yan's eyes flashed, and the surrounding area immediately turned into day. In an instant, Xiao Yan saw the black-winged Valkyrie stagnant, and he felt joyful in his heart. He did not expect Yaobeng to be effective, so he immediately seized the opportunity. The ruler struck at him!
