Because of these words, Xie Tian stopped crying.
After spending a full hour, he regained his ability to think and began to ponder these eight words.
He didn't understand Connate.
He didn't care about Emperor Spells.
He didn't care about Bean Soldiers.
He tried his best to find all the ways to resurrect his brothers on the changed Xuanyuan Battle Tablet.
In the end, he found nothing.
But his blood-red eyes flashed with sharpness.
Everything was possible!
"Even if I become the real heir of the Evil Emperor, I can't resurrect you. But one day, we will meet again! We will! We will! "
Bang!
Even though he had regained his senses, it was necessary for Xie Tian to kill to his heart's content.
With his participation, the Dao soldiers transformed from hundreds of thousands of divine soldiers were like a hot knife through butter. The darkness that almost swallowed Xie Tian's Divine Kingdom was pushed back by the blood-red light until it disappeared.
The Iron Blood Threads left the hundreds of thousands of divine soldiers and returned to the copper coffin.
The trembling of the copper coffin finally stopped.
The Divine Kingdom started to fuse again.
After the fusion, the Divine Kingdom was more than ten thousand times larger than before.
Unfortunately, there were less than a million people in the Divine Kingdom.
But these people were the most determined seeds of Xie Tian's Divine Kingdom. Under the acceleration of time, they would recover and grow stronger at a crazy speed.
The aura of the Evil Moon was much stronger.
Xie Tian had finished the first inheritance and unified the Evil Moon Continent. He was officially qualified to challenge the heir of the previous generation of the Evil Emperor.
But he didn't think about either of these things.
He tightened the rope to make the copper coffin, which had changed after being struck by the Iron Blood Thunder, stick closer to him.
Then, he pointed at the haze in the sky of the Divine Kingdom!
"Brothers, let's go together!"
Bang!
Xie Tian flew into the sky.
In the Divine Kingdom, the battle song was loud and clear.
The battle song was like an arrow, opening the way for Xie Tian, tearing through the haze. The shadow of the cliff finally appeared.
Bang!
Xie Tian stood on the top of the cliff with the coffin on his back.
The moment he landed, he felt that he had lost all connection with the Dark Blade.
On the other side, the wild goose flapped its wings and cried, its figure proud and aloof.
"Procrastinating weakling, you've finally arrived."
Facing Xie Tian, the blurry figure displayed unprecedented indifference.
Xie Tian was very familiar with this kind of apathy.
The Dark Blade in the Ruins of God was just as indifferent.
Therefore, he understood that the blurry figure of the Evil Emperor's puppet before him, who was no longer the successor of the Evil Emperor, thought of himself as an existence on par with the Great Emperor.
"Even if these two thousand years are not even a wave in the long river of time that I have lived, you have successfully angered me."
Seeing that Xie Tian was looking at him in Silence, the blurry figure continued to speak indifferently.
"Your natural talent is inferior, your foundation is inferior, your ability to slaughter is ordinary, and you're an idiot. Someone like you should have given up struggling on the path of stars a long time ago. Why are you tormenting yourself like this?"
After saying that, the blurry figure stopped and looked at Xie Tian, as if waiting for an answer.
Regardless of whether the other party's reply was mockery or laughter, he could accept it.
After all, mockery was the magical ability of ants who thought they were infallible, and laughter was the instinct of ants to express their confidence.
However, the response he received was still Xie Tian's Silence gaze.
This was unacceptable to him.
"Hmph!"
With an indifferent snort, heaven and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds seemed to have received an edict. They gathered into a palm and pushed towards Xie Tian.
"Bam!"
Xie Tian vomited blood and was sent flying. He half-knelt on the ground and slowly got up, still staring at the other party in Silence.
"I feel anger from you," the blurry figure said indifferently. "What makes me angry is that your anger is because of those hundreds of ants who are not even Dao Soldiers. It is an insult to you that the inheritance of the Evil Emperor has fallen into your hands."
Whether it was anger or insult, Xie Tian still turned a deaf ear to it. His blood-red eyes that looked at the blurry figure did not change at all.
Seeing this, the blurry figure could not help but shake his head and said indifferently, "Fortunately, the only good thing about you is that Iron Blood Path, so next …"
“???? Rumble!
Xie Tian finally opened his mouth.
The four words that came out of his mouth coldly startled the blurry figure.
While he was stunned, he heard Xie Tian's Silence voice again.
"I'm here to tell you that I want to take away the true inheritance of the Evil Emperor. If you don't agree, stop me."
Then, the void in front of the blurry figure began to distort.
"Battle Intent is commendable. Unfortunately, you don't have the strength to support such Battle Intent."
After waking up from the sudden burst of domineering aura from Xie Tian, the blurry figure's cultivation aura erupted.
Scryer Realm, Level One.
It was not that Xie Tian had never experienced the terror of Level One of Scryer Realm.
In the fourth battle with Shen Wushuang, he was defeated by Shen Wushuang's Level One of Scryer Realm pressure.
However, compared to Shen Wushuang's aura, the blurry figure's pressure was more than a hundred times stronger!
This was the real Evil Might Hellish!
Just the pressure alone was enough to make one unable to resist and seek death!
However, at this moment, Xie Tian was only enduring the power of the pressure itself.
In his heart, there was not a trace of fear, nor the powerlessness, despair, loss of resistance, self-abasement, and other illusions that fear brought.
In fact, a rare sneer appeared in his blood-red eyes.
The next moment, before he punched out with his right fist, the sneer turned into Silence.
"A puppet is a puppet."
Wasn't it?
If he was the true successor of the Evil Emperor, why would he use such an overwhelming cultivation to face Xie Tian?
"You're not even as good as the fake Xie Wudi!"
Boom!
The Blade Fist that only Huang Er had seen appeared for the first time in the Star Graveyard with the help of the Five Great Origins!
The blurry figure's expression changed when he punched out.
"Crazed Emperor …"
Before the blurry figure could fully visualize the scene that made him change his expression, he felt the time and space around him freeze!
He understood that he would be injured by the shattering of this time and space!
Rage!
Wave rising!
At this moment, he saw the Blade Fist tremble slightly, and a God's Eye flashed on the surface of the fist.
The instant it appeared, the Evil God Wave that was about to erupt in his body froze in midair.
It seemed like a ten-thousandth of an instant, but also like an eternity …
Bam!
When he was blasted into the sky, the blurry figure realized that he was at a disadvantage in his first battle with an ant!
Rage reborn!
But this time, before he even had the thought of creating a wave to shatter everything, he heard the familiar trembling of the bronze coffin.
The trembling of the bronze coffin matched the never-ending battle song of Xie Tian's God Nation …
Boom boom boom!
The battle intent that caused the void to distort directly tore through the sky!
"Advance courageously!"
With a roar, he flew out of Xie Tian's chest like a cannonball!
At this moment, he seemed to have been ignited!
With the hot blood of the eight hundred thousand comrades of Heaven Expanding Second Camp!
With the unextinguished fighting spirit of the two thousand evil soldiers!
With the dying wishes of six hundred and thirty brothers!
Fight!
Fight!
Fight!
Under the pressure!
Xie Tian was bathed in blood!
Xie Tian was bathed in blood!
Fighting crazily!
Every punch of his!
With the battle song!
With the trembling of the coffin!
With the fist of the Evil Army!
Five kinds of Origins!
Various remarkable abilities!
The nine words battle technique that took more than a thousand years to form!
With the fist of the Evil Army!
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
…
The blurry figure was blasted into the sky from the top of the cliff!
Blasted into the sky from the sky!
The sound of the punches landing on her body!
It was a response to the bronze coffin!
It was the drumming of the Evil Army's battle song!
It was the battle declaration of the Evil Army's inextinguishable spirit!
"Evil, invincible!"
The blurry figure's blur was shattered by Xie Tian's millions of punches!
Bam!
The figure with a weakened aura landed on the ground.
Bam!
Xie Tian, bathed in blood, landed on the ground.
But …
The battle song was still roaring.
The bronze coffin was still trembling.
Xie Tian's fighting spirit was like a rainbow.
Because opposite him, the blurry figure slowly stood up after being defeated.
Even though the aura was only at Dao Enlightenment Realm Level 7 and could not even tear Xie Tian's skin, in his opinion, it was far more terrifying than the Origin Scryer Realm Level 1.
However, while the aura was terrifying, the figure was not terrifying at all.
The figure was enchanting, and the appearance was a gift from the heavens. Apart from the usual indifference in the bloody eyes, there was one part praise, two parts hesitation, three parts expectation, and ninety percent longing.
"I smell Ming 'er's aura on you."
The figure looked up at the wild goose, then at Xie Tian with a gentle smile.
"Ming 'er, is he okay?"
Xie Tian suddenly understood.
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