Chapter 201 The Ancient Battlefield of the Netherworld (Happy New Year)

Endless chill blocks this universe void. My deity once suppressed the realm and defeated by Song Xiao’s hands, Wangyou is going to avenge her shame today.

He activated the strongest secret technique and did not want to leave any possibility of life for Song Xiao.

Even if you have a protector, you don’t have time to stop it. Even if you have a powerful existence in your purple palace, you can’t stop me, the super secret technique that even the quasi-saint fears!

"I am a very cold substance, rare in the world. Song Xiao, what are you fighting with me?"

Wangyou felt a sense of joy at this time.

In the past, at the Jiuzhou Grand Fair held at the Heavenly Court ruins, he almost lost his old face in front of a large number of Heavenly Court elders. He wanted to destroy Song Xiao's Taoist heart and cut off his foundation in the Great Dao, but he did not want to almost destroy his Taoist heart.

After waiting for so many years, news finally came from his eyeliner in the Academic Sect.

Song Xiao comes out of seclusion and needs to go out for training!

He almost exhausted his cultivation and had to improve his cultivation. He performed hundreds of repeated deductions and finally calculated the most likely route Song Xiao could walk.

He has waited!

Say one more thing and start scolding!

The attitude is extremely strong.

It will become the pride of the entire family, the entire camp, and the entire race!

This man's power is beyond his imagination!

"I told you to suck...go to die!"

From the sea of ​​swords behind him, Song Xiao sighed: "Why do you think you have to? Such a big golden immortal, but he is so stingy and holds grudges. If you come to me, this real world is vast and it is not that easy to find you."

"Everyone is of the same race. The seniors in the clan repeatedly remind us to unite. There is a saint of the Guanyuetian Palace here in the Jiuzhou God Clan, and they often shamelessly attack and assassinate those of us who are alone."

Wangyou looked at Song Xiao who was "frozen" coldly and smiled: "Now, just need another light blow, your body and soul... will be like a piece of broken ice, and it will be like a slap... and it will turn into countless pieces!"

It rang out in this silent void.

"This world will be completely trapped in a long war."

He tried to resist and knocked the ice off his body, but no matter how he activated the secret techniques in his body and how to run the exercises, the colorful ice sealed him unbreakably.

In any case, we must find Song Xiao’s whereabouts. Even if there is a powerful guardian hiding beside him, even if there may be a super divine thought of a powerful quasi-saint domain power in his purple palace... he must be killed!

These energy are all the secret techniques he just released. Now he has returned to his body again, but he has started to kill crazy in the body of this Golden Immortal boss.

Their orders were still being executed by the people below, but they were not as smooth as they used to be.

It was obviously to sound the death knives of the Kyushu genius, and finally became the beginning of the fall of their "undercovers".

He didn't believe that the other party was just a young man who could really stand firm and not react under such secret techniques.

In this world, no creature can affect his heart of Tao.

After several secret communications with Guan Houren, the two agreed that... the root is Song Xiao!

Song Xiao has been in the ancient battlefield of the Netherworld for more than ten days.

He didn't believe anything about what Song Xiao said, such as practicing extremely cold attribute substances that have entered the Tao!

He is still entering the Tao, why don’t you go to heaven?

And he is still losing at a speed that he can't bear...crazy loss!

Wangyou screamed in horror, turned around and left!

"Otherwise you can at most and block the opponent, and then kill the opponent."

Buzz!

This heavy weapon feels particularly satisfying to swing through its giant-like body.

This was the first time that Song Xiao disguised himself as a monk from an alien race.

The body is mixed with the soul, and is still frozen by extremely cold substances.

Mo Yue sighed softly: "Do you think this is right in this state?"

I come from a magnificent and magnificent world of cultivation, and I carry the most noble tasks of the racial camp behind me!

"Friend, are you too proud?"

Afterwards, Song Xiao silently put away the things in Wangyou's storage space that had not been completely destroyed.

Wangyou's body... was frozen into a piece of colorful ice in an instant.

Facing the extremely sharp sky sword, he remained motionless, and did not know what method he used. The sky sword turned into a torrent of extremely cold energy and entered his purple palace.

"Song Xiao, what are you talking about? Why are you asking them to do? You can try it out. My secret technique of cultivating extreme cold attribute substances can block a world! Completely freeze this star space."

There are also internal strife outsiders?

This kind of picture is rare!

This person who uses a mace... is so strong!

If she has the chance, she wants to go there for a while.

This is an ancient battlefield at the level of true immortals.

But in recent years... everything seems to have changed.

Mo Yue said again: "Any time we pass by, we will leave traces. We have killed too many young geniuses in Jiuzhou for eternity! Even if we can be perfect every time, over time, it will eventually attract the attention of those who are interested."

Because he is a "lone wolf", Song Xiao never had any good face even when he met other foreign races. When facing invitations from those "same races", he always refused with a cold face.

Forget: "#￥…%%…%!”

Song Xiao: "I can really do it."

"You may not have that understanding of the characteristics of extremely cold substances and their effects... Well, it is much more than you said. I really want to discuss this matter with you. After all, in this world, before that, there are not many people who can directly understand this extremely cold substance into "Tao".

The young foreign human beings who were about fifteen meters tall, who was at the peak of the true immortal, took three or four steps back with horror, stood up, and looked at Song Xiao in surprise.

"You don't really think... only you can touch a certain way, only you can enter a certain field, and no one else can do it, right?"

He is burning the soul in his purple palace!

This is not the young man who fought against him at the Heavenly Court Ruins. This is clearly a terrifying old monster with endless magic power!

"You are not Song Xiao! You are the supreme existence changed!"

Among the Golden Immortal Bosses summoned by Mo Yue, Guan Houren and others, there were also two Dharma bodies entering the ancient battlefield of the Netherworld.

Song Xiao walked to the frozen Wangyou with a large black iron rod in his hand, and said seriously: "All your perceptions and feelings will be keen and countless times more sensitive!"

What can he look at? He stands and sits and watches, lie down and watches... He is so cold-eyed!

He waved his battle halberd, causing the void to make a terrifying buzzing sound.

And this is exactly the cleverness of the person behind the layout!

Among the people who sneaked into the Jiuzhou God Clan camp, there were only a few... from the beginning, they had memories, knew their identities, and knew what the mission of "this trip" was.

"For such a long time, even if we use the method of exclusion to slowly push it, we can always doubt us. Otherwise, you wouldn't really think that those people are so hostile to you just because of different political views, right?"

This time... nothing can be said to fail again!

The next moment, Wangyou was broken into countless pieces!

Song Xiao: "It's not me who said you. Although you have a high level, you look down on others a little bit. The habit of being arrogant is not good. It really! It will suffer a great loss if you do!"

"If you continue like this, you will be killed by Li Qingzhao sooner or later!"

After making the decision, Mo Yue contacted Guan Houren silently.

"Stop!" The blue-haired woman and others scolded loudly.

Whether it is the family or the heavenly court, countless people still respect and admire them very much, but for some reason, they always feel that there is something wrong with it.

He looked coldly at this group of young geniuses from outside the earth. The man who was nearly fifteen meters tall was very powerful. When he observed the purple palace, his realm should be close to the peak of the true immortal.

Deep in his heart, he was roaring, begging, and despair...

This finally aroused some people's dissatisfaction!

Just on the 14th day when Song Xiao entered the ancient battlefield of the Netherworld, seven or eight young alien monks blocked his way.

Guan Houren sighed.

From the moment the new king was born, the failed old king could only limp out of the lion group and stay away from it from then on.

After hearing the news of Song Xiao coming out of seclusion, Mo Yue pondered in his secret room for many days.

"Look at you, there are still a long time before the Quasi-Saint Capital..."

Countless nuances of matter suddenly turned into countless sharp swords. Even Wangyou could not see the existence of these "swords" and was surrounded by the "sword sea" on the spot.

Then the next moment, he completely collapsed.

Song Xiao: "I didn't use all my strength, it's far from it. Didn't you notice that I was controlling it all the time and hardly used magical secret techniques? You don't think I'm not good at it, right?"

From the Huntian Secret Realm to the various ancient battlefields with low to high levels, the figures of these people were left behind.
To be continued...