The world is ruthless. The so-called life of living beings is that the human head falls to the ground, blood gushs, and life is blew.

In Taixuan, although there are countless races, there are very few who can truly end up well. There are too many creatures that catch their eyes in their lives, a constant magnification of arc light.

At this time, on the battlefield of the North Sea, in the eyes of the ninth prince of the Shangguo who was kneeling on the ground, the arc of the sword quickly dilated in his pupils, and the boundary between life and death was just in this moment.

In a sense, except for the sleepless person who is beyond the common sense and is not among the three realms and five elements, the fairest thing in the land of Taixuan is death.

Everyone is equal before death!

Before the sword arrived, the sharpness had cut open the solid dragon scales outside the ninth prince's neck. The fear before death caused the latter to tremble violently all over his body. He wanted to open his mouth and wail, but because he was too scared, he could not make any sound.

However, just a little while, the vast will over the North Sea battlefield crashed down, and the domineering and majestic words resounded throughout the sky. The infinite power of the powerful power from the land fairyland of the Central Shangguo made the ninth prince once again ignited his desire for life, and then his whole body trembled again.

As the saying goes, death trembles, life trembles. The ninth prince's miserable performance between life and death undoubtedly labeled the entire central royal family as weak, which is a shame to the supreme country.

"Covering the sky and sun, stirring up the wind and clouds, the will of the powerful power in the land fairyland is indeed unparalleled. The head of the imperial son of the royal family fell to the ground and was close to him. The noble from the Central Shangguo finally couldn't help but take action!"

The magnificent will swayed in the sky of the battlefield. Then countless monks from Taixuan shouted. At the same time, when the stunning power of the powerful master came down, these monks who were originally worried suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, even showed a look of watching the show, and quipped:

"I wonder what actions these human races in the Immortal Island will do under the pressure of the superiors and powerful people. No matter how strong the human race cultivators in the front are, they are not the land fairyland. The top powers in the Taixuan Land do not show their power, but instead let these humble human races show their momentum. It's really annoying!"

"Yes, this sect leader can't wait to see the arrogant human monk before, kneeling down and begging for mercy."

A steady stream of sarcasm came from the monks in Taixuan. After finding their support, they began to use sarcasm to conceal the strong sense of timidity they had revealed before.

Then these monks all looked at the center of the battlefield, holding swords and hovering in front of the ninth prince's neck, and a strong stern look flashed in their eyes, like a group of evil dogs who looked extremely angry after being humiliated.

The dogs rely on human power, and in essence, the same is true for these monks. Then a large number of monks from Taixuan Land retracted their steps toward the rear and were ready to escape, and continued to aim their magical powers and weapons at the front to change the order, and then lined up to continue charging.

"Let me put down my sword for me. My superiors have arrived. If you don't want both souls and souls to be destroyed, don't let me put down my sword!"

In the battlefield country, the Ninth Prince, who felt the great sword still on his neck, opened his mouth and howled anxiously, and a continuous voice continued to come from his mouth:

"You can't kill me, you dare not kill me, and you won't let this prince go!"

The ninth prince's harsh voice kept ringing, which made Jiang Yue, who was holding a sword in his right hand frown impatiently. Then he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the ninth prince's head directly, lifted him from the ground, and the sound came out:

"You're really noisy."

After speaking, Jiang Yue's left hand suddenly squeezed the Ninth Prince's head, causing the latter, who was about to open his mouth and continue chattering, to let out a painful howl. The next breath, the latter's screaming sound came to an abrupt end, because a black and red war energy directly poured into the Ninth Prince's throat, cutting off his vocal cords directly.

"Finally, it's much quieter."

A faint voice came from Jiang Yue's mouth. Then he continued to carry the ninth prince who was fished ashore and struggling violently, and raised his head and looked at the powerful Central Shangguo, who continued to pour down his vast will from the sky of the battlefield. His mouth raised and a cold smile appeared.

"You are so arrogant!"

The thick and majestic voice continued to roll down from above. At the same time, a large amount of golden light gathered from all directions on the entire battlefield, directly forming a golden country that competes with the sun. Within the country, a pair of huge golden dragon eyes slowly opened, and a cold gaze shot down directly, and then the vast sound continued to resound throughout the sky:

"Let go of the ninth prince of our country and cut off one arm of your own. I can spare you from death!"

"You're also very noisy."

Before the vast sound of this Taoist priest fell, Jiang Yue's voice continued to be heard, and these words without any fear made all the monks in Taixuan Land who had heard suddenly change their expressions.

The next breath, Jiang Yue continued to raise his hand and lift the sword, and put it on the neck of the ninth prince in front of him. The cold voice continued to resound in the sky:

"A mere land fairyland that even the original body dares to come, dares to make noise above. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? Do you really think that I, Daxia?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yue wiped the sword in his hand inward, containing the sharp blade of black smoke fighting spirit, which directly cut open the dragon scales, flesh and throat of the ninth prince's neck, and cut in inch by incredible gazes.

The golden blood gushed out, and the soul fire in the eyes of the Ninth Prince suddenly extinguished. A very loud sniffle sounded at the back of the entire North Sea battlefield, followed by a roar of shock:

"Kill, really kill. This human race, who has reborn from the sunken immortal island, does not take any of our forces seriously at all. He even ignores the warnings of the Central Supreme People's Lord!"

"You and other human races are really seeking death!"

In the old voice that continued to be heard from above, there was boundless anger. Then, in the prototype of the battlefield country, Jiang Yue threw the ninth prince's head forward, and a wave of overwhelming waves suddenly sounded in the battlefield country, and shouting loudly for the winner.

Then under a mysterious law, the ninth prince, who was the loser, all his cultivation turned into a stream of light and poured directly into Jiang Yue's body. After a breath, behind the Valkyrie who stood up to the sky and the earth, the flag representing victory appeared again. When he roared to the sky, he stood proudly in the sky, exuding a more violent and vast aura.

Jiang Yue killed the Ninth Prince very quickly. After the head that was dying with his eyes was thrown out, the Golden Palace of the Ninth Prince, which had been cut open before, fell from the sky.

Then Jiang Yue lifted the sword in his hand and pointed it straight into the sky. The Valkyrie behind him also rushed forward with infinite sharpness. The sound of tearing the sky through the sky once again shocked the four directions:

"Only all enemies can be killed, and only then can the light be left to fight!"
Chapter completed!