In this ancient battlefield, no one could use spiritual energy, but now, spiritual energy has gathered under Xiao Yang's feet!

"Boy, you!" Zhao Ji widened his eyes, but didn't know what to say.

At this moment, there was a voice in Xiao Yang's mind that kept ringing.

"Divine Bead...Divine Bead..."

Xiao Yang clenched his fists tightly. He could feel that there was a ball of energy suppressing it in his chest, as if it was about to explode at any time. It was this ball of energy that guided the spiritual energy and appeared under his feet.

Xiao Yang opened his right fist and a purple divine sword condensed in his hands.

"Boy, what do you want to do?" Zhao Ji noticed something was wrong with Xiao Yang. He quickly waved his hand, and the people standing nearby immediately retreated to the surroundings.

"She said, my wife is dead?" Xiao Yang spoke, his figure was a little hoarse.

Zhao Ji took a deep breath and said, "Boy, calm down first, things are not what you think."

"What am I thinking?" Xiao Yang pinched the magic sword in his hand and took a step forward.

At this moment, behind Xiao Yang, the purple aura swelled. At this moment, Xiao Yang waved his hand suddenly and slashed behind him with a sword.

Standing behind Xiao Yang were Qiu Yu and He Chen. These two people obviously did not expect that the target of Xiao Yang's sword was actually them.

Seeing the purple light flashing, Qiu Yu's figure dissipated in the air, and then disappeared, He Chen and the people around He Chen. Then, Zhao Ji's figure next to Xiao Yang gradually faded away, and the ice and snow around him began to melt, like a huge curtain slowly torn off. A beautiful and hot figure appeared in front of Xiao Yang, and the witch chasing into the passage.

Around Xiaoyang are mountains with snow on the top of the mountain. It is quiet and there is no breath of gods.

"Hehe, I actually saw it, it's amazing." The witch covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Does the people in the Hall of Heroes only do these tricks?" Xiao Yang looked at the figure opposite him coldly. This time he was able to confirm that he was already in the Kunlun Mountains and had indeed returned to the surface. The breath here was completely different from the center of the earth.

"The Temple of Valhalla?" The witch's eyes showed a hint of disdain, "Don't compare me with them. I'm not that kind of small character."

"Who are you?" Xiao Yang shook his hand, and the aura behind him churned.

"It's better to answer my question first." The witch smiled slightly, especially *, "The illusions I just created for you are all read from your memory. Everything that happened is everything that really happened in this civilization now. The people who appear in front of you are imitating according to your memory. Where did you see it?"

"It's very simple." Xiao Yang's purple sword light became increasingly strong. "If it were Zhao Ji, if he died, my wife would not be in danger, because he knew that if something happened to my wife, I would do."

"So that's it." The witch showed a sudden realization. "I'm not used to it since I've communicated with others for decades, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's the same for me. Just have fun. The result is the most important. Come on, give me the Divine Pearl."

Xiao Yang is familiar and unfamiliar with the term "Shenzhu?"

"Xiao Yang, don't pretend to be stupid with me. The divine bead is in your body. I will leave it to me. I won't kill you." Behind the witch, black light was emitted.

Xiao Yang suddenly remembered that when he fought against the people in the Heroic Spirit Hall, he seemed to have heard of his two words, before his consciousness completely disappeared.

"Come on, give me the Divine Pearl if you don't want to die." The black air spreading behind the witch and enveloped Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang chuckled, "I want to see how you kill me. If you can kill me directly, you shouldn't have to play such a trick with me."

"You are looking for death!" The witch's eyes cold, and the black air behind her suddenly surged, attacking Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang waved the divine sword in his hand. At the moment of wielding the divine sword, Xiao Yang had a strange feeling. He could feel that in the dark, there was a force that was blessing the divine sword in his hand, causing its power to increase sharply, and this surge even doubled!

"What's going on..." Xiao Yang looked at his sword-holding arm, "Is it related to the so-called divine bead?"

After the purple sword light cut off the black aura emitted by the witch, his aura continued to diminish and he headed straight for the witch.

The witch waved her palm several times in a row, which allowed Xiao Yang's slash to dissipate. This action made the witch breathe heavily and said hatefully: "If it weren't for that sword, I would destroy you like you!"

"Tsk." Xiao Yang looked disdainful, "What are you talking about? If I were there, I would probably be able to hang you up and beat you."

Xiao Yang didn't know who his father was, but through the clues known now, he only knew that he should be very awesome.

The witch subconsciously showed a look of fear on her face, and then said, "If you are surnamed Xiao, you don't have to scare me with that person!"

Xiao Yang's mind moved, this man knew about his father!

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yang looked careless, "In some ways, I'm really a rich second generation. So what if I use me to suppress you?"

The black air spreads again behind the witch. She spreads her arms and says coldly: "In front of our gods, he is just a damn blasphemer. What qualifications do you have to take it out and suppress me!"

"Ha, god?" Xiao Yang disdained, "Is this the only skill of gods?"

Xiao Yang waved his sword again and felt the blessing of that power again. This feeling made Xiao Yang enjoy it particularly, which was a sudden power.

Facing the sword light that Xiao Yang slashed out again, the witch screamed, and the crow condensed from the black mist rushed towards Xiao Yang and tore the purple sword energy apart.

Although Xiao Yang was disdainful everywhere on his face, he was extremely cautious in his heart. He didn't know the details of this woman at all, but from the woman's words, he could also feel that her inconspicuousness. Just being able to read the memory indicates that this woman's method. In addition, this woman can know her father's identity and call herself a god. Her origin is particularly mysterious.

When dealing with such a role, Xiao Yang naturally would not have any righteousness.

The crow condensed by black mist shattered the sword light that Xiao Yang cut out and grabbed it straight at Xiao Yang, trying to use the sharp claws to tear Xiao Yang apart.

The sun and moon fields appeared behind Xiao Yang, and a huge phantom appeared behind him. The moment the phantom appeared, Xiao Yang noticed that the phantom of the sun and moon as his eyes gave Xiao Yang an indescribable sense of power.

"What the hell happened..."
Chapter completed!