"I prepared it well and let him buy it."

Bai Yujing smiled and said, "When the news of the King of Southern Xinjiang entering the seventh-grade extraordinary realm is spread, those so-called geniuses who do not know the height of the sky and the earth should also need to have a goal. In addition, to express their opinions on behalf of this emperor, the sect leaders of each sect, the heads of aristocratic families, etc., who want to challenge the King of Southern Xinjiang, please go, this emperor will not care."

"Yes, the Emperor is wise!"

The old palace servant respectfully withdrew from the Golden Tile and Glazed Hall and hurriedly moved, and felt a little moved inside.

"This year is lively... Brother Xu, you have to hold on."

He didn't mind giving Xu Yi some help when Xu Yi needed it. He was optimistic about Xu Yi and wanted to see how Xu Yi could finally reach under the push of the evil forces from all sides.

Half an hour later, the strength of the seventh-grade supernatural realm of the Southern Xinjiang King is already well known to everyone in the Shendu City.

In an uproar, the young geniuses were dumbfounded.

What is the concept of the seventh-grade extraordinary realm before the age of thirty?

Nie Cangsheng, who once ranked first on the genius list, is only in the fifth grade and extraordinary realm. He has been praised as a rare genius in the Kingdom of God in the past century.

No one knows where others are, but he only knows that every time he returns, he must be covered in scars and full of murderous aura.

Some people say that Nie Cangsheng has a special place to practice, and after countless killings, he can grow so fast.

So, what about this King of Southern Xinjiang?

Why is he?

The battle with Qin Huo on the battle tower was 20 days ago. Xu Mutian, who was in the fourth-grade extraordinary realm, had already surprised countless people.

Twenty days, crossing three grades!

It feels like a joke that is unrestrained.

Countless people were stuck at the limit of the fourth grade and could not break through to the fifth grade realm for more than ten or decades, but Xu Mutian seemed to be drinking coldly.

This is no longer a blow to people.

He simply took the gong and smashed it on the head!

One by one, the rebellious geniuses lost their voices.

They can't even get jealous if they want to.

The gap is too big.

They were still enjoying the protection of their fathers to be able to survive in the capital of God, but the King of Southern Xinjiang rose rapidly with his own strength in this very strange country to him.

Whether it was the people of Shendu, the geniuses who were above the top, or the powerful sects and families, they were all shocked.

"This Shura has grown too fast! If he is allowed to grow, how can he kill him? The sect leader will go in person!"

"Head of the family, are you going to kill the King of Southern Xinjiang? I thought I shouldn't be an enemy of him now..."

"It seems that it's time to go there in person. One step, one step, one step, one step, my Ling family needs to rise!"

When the old palace servant got drunk and said the holy intention "unintentionally", the heads of the family and the sect masters began to be moved.

They didn't move before, not because they didn't want to move, but because they didn't dare to move.

The Kingdom of God has always been very strict in the supervision of sect families. Any abnormal movements at the level of the sect leader are under supervision.

On the contrary, the people below move casually and don’t have to be too cautious.

Just like Bai Yujing never shows up easily, but civil and military officials often appear in front of the people.

Immediately, sects or families set off with luxury cars, galloping from all over the place towards the royal palace in the southern border.

At this time, the sixth-grade strong men had already bought secrets to leave, and the seventh-grade extraordinary realm made Xu Yi take action again and start a fierce battle.

"Next!"

"Next!"

"Next!"

Xu Yi became more and more crazy when he fought.

The opening of the Shura Blood Pool gave Xu Yi a strong endurance.

Moreover, after the body has been baptized by the blood pool, its self-recovery ability has reached a whole new level.

The more he fought, the more violent the blood in Xu Yi's body boiled. The boiling of Shura's bloodline led to the rapid advancement of the Killing Dian technique and the compatibility of the Mutian Spear became more and more perfect.

All the seventh-grade masters already realized that they had become Xu Yi's whetstone. They were shocked and angry, and they were still a little embarrassed and upset.

But they are really no longer Xu Yi’s opponents!

The commander of the Divine Guard Army, Xuan Tianli, was the most intuitive to see from beginning to end. If Xu Yi was a little awkward when fighting against the first seventh-grade supernatural powerhouse, then now, all kinds of moves are simply integrated.

The power of the blood evil can affect the opponent's mind. The opponent needs to be vigilant wholeheartedly against the invasion of the blood evil power on the mind. He also has to face Xu Yi's violent attack. His strength cannot be fully exerted, so he will naturally fall into a disadvantage.

The battle between masters is not tolerated by any mistakes. Xu Yi has experienced many battles and has more combat experience than these seventh-grade extraordinary realm, which is pampered in the capital of God, and has gained several levels of wealth.

Based on all aspects of the factors, their failure is not incomprehensible.

"It's simply pervert!" Xuan Tianli's heart trembled and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Faced with such a monster who is more courageous as he fights, will not be exhausted, will not be weak, and has amazing self-repair ability, he no longer has the courage to stand opposite the other party.

One night, I don’t know how to pass.

The Southern Xinjiang Palace is almost demolished.

Rockery, flower beds, walls, some surrounding buildings, and even the grand front hall are all very damaged.

When it was lightly dawn, the front hall collapsed.

The smoke and dust swept into the sky and became Xu Yi's background.

The forty-two seventh-grade supernatural powerhouse stayed to buy life and staggered away with a tragic smile.

The rising sun slowly rose in the sky, and the morning light shone, reflecting the blood-red light emitted by Xu Yi, like a demon god.

The fat leader of the construction team was so excited that his body was shaking with fat.

The construction of the front hall alone is a huge sum of money, plus the restoration of bluestone brick floors, fences and other things, this order alone will probably make tens of thousands of dollars!

"Next!"

Xu Yi spoke lightly.

Xuan Tianli felt his mouth dry, swallowed, and said, "It's gone, it's the last one."

Xu Yi tilted his head, showing a hint of regret on his face.

The Shura Wings were closed, the bloodline subsided, the killing script dispersed, and the Mutian Spear disappeared.

Xu Yi's eyes couldn't help but turn black.

This night, the battle was very exciting and the energy was consumed.

Fortunately, when Hongye's grandmother was in the Black Death Prison, she spent two or three hours every day to consolidate her mental power for Xu Yi. His mental power had stabilized to an astonishing level, so she could support her until now.

It can be said that Xu Yi has no shortcomings at the moment.

"General Xuan, please help me calculate how much I have collected first. I will wash my face before coming over."

Xu Yi turned around and washed his face with the water in the water tank that was originally used to water flowers.

I felt it was not satisfied, so I simply buried my head in, and it felt much more comfortable.

"King of Southern Xinjiang."

Xuan Tianli walked quickly.

"Did you count clearly?"
Chapter completed!