Traveling through the heavens as a myth

Facing this sword, King Xuanwu's expression changed drastically, his eyes were filled with despair, his hands and feet trembling unceasingly.

Thinking that he has been the king of a dignified dynasty, the lord of a realm, and he has ruled the middle thousands of realms for hundreds of decades. Is he going to die in the hands of a hairy boy today?

Just when Ning Yang's sword was about to slay King Xuanwu, King Xuanwu suddenly ignited a glimmer of hope.

"Admiral, my lord is me!"

When a person is dying, the energy burst out is amazing, let alone a monk, a monk in the heavens?

The shout was high-pitched, loud and penetrating, reaching far away.

Ning Yang's heart tightened, and for some reason he remembered the young man in the Taoist robe.

"Puff! Puff!"

Two consecutive sounds sounded, the first one was the sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh, and the second was the sound of the cervical spine being broken.

I saw a blood line appearing on King Xuanwu’s neck, and traces of blood flowed out, and then...

"puff!"

There was a sound of gushing fountains, but it was not spring water, but blood!

The head of King Xuanwu was rushed to a height of three feet by the gushing blood.

King Xuanwu was turned into a sword owl by Ning Yang!

And this sword even wiped out the soul of King Xuanwu.

But King Xuanwu hadn't died immediately, relying on the strong vitality of the strong in the sky, the head that rose up into the sky still retained a trace of activity.

Turning his head, King Xuanwu looked at his headless body and the pillar of blood still gushing on his broken neck. The divine light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally returned to eternal darkness.

At this point, King Xuanwu, the king of the Xuanwu Dynasty, the first powerhouse in the Xuanwu world, the strongest in the heavens, has completely fallen!

But at this time, Ning Yang didn't have time to indulge in the joy of finally killing the tyrant. Instead, he quickly turned around, raised his sword, and looked far away guarded.

Li Tan and Kuafu also heard the shout of King Xuanwu before he died, and when they saw Ning Yang doing this, they turned and looked in the same direction.

"Hehe, you deserve to be Yin Xiaoxiu's son, a talented evildoer, who can kill the strong in the heavens with the perfect body of the Yuan Dan realm."

Accompanied by the voice, a handsome young man dressed in a black and white Taoist robe flew from a distance, with a cool posture, but not slow.

"Yin Xiaoxiu?"

Ning Yang's pupils shrunk to the size of a pinpoint, and a huge wave was set off in the sea of ​​knowledge, obviously his heart was extremely unstable.

Yin Xiaoxiu was exactly the name of Ning Yang's mother, which was what Ning Yuan told him when Ning Yang left Zhenhai City and was about to go out to make trouble.

This young man in Taoist robe knew my mother and me. He came from the Yuantian realm and obviously had a deep connection with his mother.

Or hatred?

Moreover, he was very close to King Xuanwu and Zhong Xuanji, and King Xuanwu called him the "superior".

Could it be that... he is the real man behind the scenes, he instructed Zhong Xuanji, induced the Sun family to rebel, and induced the sea monster to attack the city?

Ning Yang's thoughts turned sharply, but he was already sure about 70% to 80%.

With the emergence of this inference, the killing intent in Ning Yang's heart that had faded from killing Zhong Xuanji reappeared again, surging.

Chapter 233

"Who are you? What is the relationship with my mother?"

Ning Yang's constricted pupils returned to normal, and the killing intent in his heart was also suppressed, but his voice still became deep and hoarse.

"Well, naming is indeed a problem...Well, you can call me "Son of Good Fortune". As for the relationship between me and your mother? That is not something you can know."

The young man in Taoist costume, no, Young Master Lucky chuckled again and again, his posture was free and easy, and he seemed to completely ignore the three of Ning Yang.

"What kind of boy? I think it's a shit boy! Take me!"

Ning Yang hadn't reacted yet, but Kuafu seemed to be unable to help it for the first time. He snorted coldly, and the innate true essence inside his body boiled, and he raised the giant axe in his hand to cut it down with all his might!

"Although it is the same heavenly realm, but your heavenly realm has a lot of water, after all, it is the lower realm, and the rules of heaven are incomplete."

Son of Good Fortune only glanced at Kuafu, as if he had no intention of resisting him, and instead commented on Kuafu's strength.

"Just rely on you, a boy of the Yuandan realm? Go to hell!"

Kuafu roared, and the giant axe was a bit faster, and he was about to split the son of good fortune in half!

"Om!"

With a buzzing sound, I saw a black and white jade pendant on the waist of Lord Good Hua suddenly burst into a dazzling black and white two-color brilliance, forming a black-and-white two-color mask, just in front of Kuafu's axe.

"Boom!"

Kuafu's axe slashed fiercely on the black and white mask, and the surrounding space was severely distorted, and the cracks in the dark space spread out more than a hundred meters, which shows how powerful this axe is!

However, such a powerful axe only made small ripples on the black and white mask, and the mask showed no signs of breaking.

"What a hard turtle shell!"

Kuafu felt a tremor in his arm and was startled in his heart. He quickly flew back to the side of Ning Yang and Li Tan.

"The kid wearing the Taoist robe is not high in cultivation, but the treasure is too powerful. Even if the three of us can work together to break through the mask, we don't know if he has any other treasures. It is much more difficult to deal with than King Xuanwu."

Kuafu's voice sounded among the souls of Ning Yang and Li Tan, but Kuafu clearly did not speak.

This is the Yuanshen Sound Transmission above the Yuanqi Sound Transmission!

The sound transmission of vitality, that is, by controlling the vibration of the vitality of the heavens and the earth, the sound directly rang in the ear of the other party, playing the role of a secret conversation.

After the monk has cultivated to the outer element realm, after the true element can be released, he can master it after a period of practice.

And as the cultivation level increases, the distance, precision, and concealment of the vitality sound transmission can also be improved.

The sound transmission of the soul must be a technique that can only be used by the monks who have cultivated into the soul.

Through some peculiar fluctuations of the primordial spirit, to transmit information to the opponent's primordial spirit, except that the conditions are too high, all aspects are far beyond the transmission of vitality.

At the same time, the information that Yuanshen Transmission can convey far exceeds Yuanqi Transmission.

The sound transmission of vitality is actually the same as usual speaking, except that one uses the throat and the other uses the vitality of the world.

However, Yuanshen Transmission could transmit a huge amount of information to the other party.