Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"Damn me?!"

"Who is this?!"

"God, forgive me, run for my life!"

I don't know if anyone else has heard the begging for mercy of the demon of the outer world, anyway, today Xia Yan heard it very clearly.

Within the scope of his spiritual consciousness, in his mind, screams resounded everywhere.

Those monsters from the outer sky couldn't even stop Xia Yan's sword.

With every sword cut, a large number of creatures have their heads cut and their heads separated!

And the only resistance they could struggle was to hurriedly drive the black energy toward Xia Yan.

In fact, the distance between the two parties is still very long. If this ‘slowly’ black air is allowed to float, Xia Yan will have to wait a few minutes.

But Xia Yan didn't want to wait anymore. Those creatures who were obviously more intelligent than the demon of the sky that Xia Yan had encountered before did not dare to wait.

One side is too lazy to wait any longer, and the other side dare not wait any longer. After all, if you delay for a while, you will say otherwise if you are still alive.

Therefore, an incredible scene was immediately staged.

Xia Yan suddenly flew in the direction of Heiqi.

His speed is very fast, although not as fast as Wu Ya Wu Distance, he is definitely not slow to fly.

In that darkness, it was like a black light, quickly approaching the range of black energy.

The fiercely agitated black air waves are like waves tumbling.

The demons of the outer world stayed for a while, and then they showed joy.

Isn't this an old birthday star hanging himself?

what?

Is this coming? Looking for death!

Nothing is bad! Killing the creatures under the path of heaven is like a child’s play. For so many years and countless years, the creatures of the heavens, even the most inferior, witless killing machine, as long as they bring black energy. May destroy the existence of the heavenly saints.

Seeing Xia Yan rushed into the black air, how could they not be excited.

"Hahaha, this, this is a chick!"

"Captain! He is probably the so-called saint who has just arrived outside of the sky, right? So stupid, haven't the ancestors in their hometown reminded him, don't get us black?"

"Hehe, I haven't reminded it to be better, or that this kid is too confident, he doesn't believe in this evil at all."

"Hehehe, then today, he will pay for his recklessness."

The demons of the outer world who had been killed by Dahe's sword intent had a joyous discussion. In their opinion, the horror killing sword around them would disappear within a moment.

However, a breathing time passed...

The time for two breaths passed...

three……

four……

No, it didn't disappear!

This, this is impossible!

The demons of the outer world who were still alive suddenly noticed the strangeness, even if they were stupid, they all woke up at this moment.

Why is he not dead yet? !

How could it not die? !

The sound of swish was still resounding around, there was no sound in space, but the sound of all these killings could be heard in that thought.

The head continued to rise into the air, and the blood continued to splash, the eye-catching blood red, dyed the darkness...

"He's not dead?!"

"Why didn't he die!?"

"Ah! Help!"

"Master, help! Master! Help us!"

It came in mighty force. At this moment, there are still less than a thousand demon of the outer world crowded together, screaming in horror, facing a desperate scene they have never imagined in their lives.

And Xia Yan's figure slowly emerged from the black aura.

Everyone saw him.

He is like the ruler of black energy, walking in the darkness, surrounding the darkness.

Black hair, black eyes, black armor...

The black air that permeated the surroundings rolled and rolled like a nightmare with teeth and claws, and a trace of it poured into Xia Yan's body.

Such a scene fell in the eyes of the remaining demon of the sky, leaving them completely stunned.

This person is absorbing black energy!

impossible!

How can this be!

Even for them, it was only because of the master's permission that they could borrow a little black energy, and they never thought about who else could absorb the black energy that belongs to the master.

"why?!"

"why?!"

"He, is he the master?!"

"Idiot, will the master kill us? The master will come to this remote place to target Lord Roger?"

"If the master wants Master Roger to die, it's just a matter of one sentence, so he should do it himself?"

"Then, who is he? Why can he use, even absorb the master's black energy..."

"..."

Silence, no one can answer the words of the scared little guy...

"The repair base increases by 188237!"

"Increase repair base by 212763!"

"Increase cultivation base by 172639!"

"Increase repair base 197376!"

"The cultivation base increases..."

Double increase!

It's not just Xia Yan at this moment who is constantly absorbing black energy to improve his cultivation.

The conscious body in the heavenly dream is also bringing him huge benefits.

While killing, while enjoying the worship and respect of the people.

Two kinds of life, but both are Xia Yan! Both belong to the same source of consciousness!

It was constantly getting stronger anytime and anywhere, and gradually, when Xia Yan walked step by step and stopped.

In front of him, there was only a shivering figure with a curled body, with the head deeply buried in the crotch.

Around the void, there were nine hundred and ninety-nine sharp swords.

Xia Yan gently waved his hand to his side, and the silently floating sword shadow around him disappeared without a trace.

The little guy who was still alive and curled up knew why Xia Yan didn't kill him.

He is not stupid!

He immediately raised his head, and then didn't dare to see Xia Yan's appearance clearly, and then slammed his head against the void under his knees.

Silently, this is begging for mercy.

kowtow……

Xia Yan suddenly discovered an interesting phenomenon. In his own world, kneeling and kowtow represented surrender to humbleness, and in this world of the demon of the outside world, there seems to be such a tradition.

Xia Yan's face remained unchanged, and she calmly said with her thoughts: "Take me to your world."

That's right!

Xia Yan is not stupid. When he saw these high-spirited heavenly demons, Xia Yan felt that they must be creatures in a certain world, and their level of civilization is not low. The so-called heavenly demons are just himself. The names people in the world gave them.

In fact, everyone is a creature in essence, but the side called the devil represents power.

The reason why Xia Yan left this living creature was to see what Tianwaitian was like. He wanted to know how far he had reached Tianwaitian at his current level.

Of course, knowing the destruction of the Heavenly Era, Xia Yan knew very well that his current strength must not be enough to contend with the sky, but this did not prevent Xia Yan from getting the bottom line.

Knowing oneself and the enemy is the only way to win every battle. The words of the ancestors of the Long Kingdom still make sense.

After hearing Xia Yan’s voice, the only surviving Demon of the Outer Heavens stopped kowtow and raised his head tremblingly. The weird face with one big eye showed a touch of bitterness and deepness. Deep fear.

"You, are you going to the Gods and Demons Farm?"