Fantasy: So I Am a Peerless Expert

However.

Murong Batian did not expect that the moment when the immortal sword stabbed the God of Death, the powerful immortal sword did not hurt the opponent, and even the black robe of the God of Death did not shake a few times under the strong wind.

"Crack!"

The crisp voice recalled that the immortal sword in Murong Batian's hand at this moment had actually broken.

This is a fairy sword, not an iron sword.

Seeing this scene, Murong Batian was terrified, his heart seemed to be pinched by someone, he turned and fled with a look of horror on his face.

The current Murong Batian was completely frightened.

However, this time Murong Batian's body just moved, and the contemplative Dharma God of Death finally moved. He saw another big white jade-like hand shrouded in the black robe, slowly reaching out.

The body of Murong Batian, who was fleeing, suddenly became still, and Murong Batian felt that he was caught in the terrifying quicksand, and suddenly he could not struggle.

"This······"

At this moment, Murong Batian's expression changed dramatically.

At the moment when Murong Batian felt horrified, an irresistible force erupted in the hand of the God of Death, and he instantly grabbed Murong Batian in his hand.

Murong Batian's face turned pale with fright. Murong Batian knew that he was the fish on the chopping block at this moment.

"You...you, who are you, I am really a disciple of the ancient demon ancestor."

This method had completely frightened Murong Batian to death. How could Murong Batian dare to resist, not even to struggle, and his speech became stuttering.

Turning his head with difficulty, he stared wide-eyed at the God of Death shrouded in black robes in front of him.

Feeling dry mouth.

At this moment, the God of Death is still silent.

Incomparably powerful, Murong Batian, who had slaughtered an unknown number of cultivators, completely collapsed at this moment, and there is still a trace of the image that a master should have.

Originally, Murong Batian felt that he had taken refuge in the Primordial Demon Ancestor. The Primordial Demon Ancestor had raised his strength to the False God realm, and he could be invincible in the world, but at this moment, Murong Batian felt the feeling of an ant again.

"Who are you? I have no ill intentions towards you, I really have no ill intentions. I just passed by, really just passed by. The junior never had the intention to harm the senior, and the senior should know my master."

At this moment, Murong Batian really cried.

"Do you have no intention of harming?"

Hearing this moment, the angry God of Death finally made a sound, and under the black robe, there was a cold voice without a trace of emotion.

As powerful as Xiaobai, he was extremely fearful in the face of the God of Death, let alone Murong Batian.

"What do you mean, senior, we are just meeting for the first time, how could I have the intention to harm senior?"

Hearing the unkindness in his voice, Murong Batian trembled all over at this moment.

"Where did you go before and what did you do?"

The God of Death under the black robe said again at this moment.

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Dharma God of Death was instantly cold, his face changed wildly, he naturally remembered Li Yixi just now, and suddenly said: "Are you related to that Li Yixi?"

"No no no..."

But the next moment, Murong Batian hurriedly shook his head.

"Impossible, I control the formation of the underground ruins. I did not sense any fluctuations in the formation. If the senior is related to Li Yixi and enters the ruins, there should be fluctuations in the ruins, unless the Your cultivation is extremely strong, almost approaching the existence of detachment."

As soon as his voice fell, Murong Batian felt chills all over his body, thinking of unbelievable things, staring at the Law God of Death and stammering: "Have you really reached a half-step detachment, or even detached, to dominate the destiny of all beings? "

Hearing this, the cold voice of the death goddess under the black robe sounded, and said without emotion: "No, no, I'm just an ant next to the master, a little transparent, a tool man, I just make the master happy. , the little transparency that polishes ink for the masters."

"An ant, a tool man?"

Hearing this, Murong Batian's lips trembled violently, his eyes widened and he looked at the God of Death. The answer of the God of Death had clearly told Murong Batian that he was indeed from Li Yixi's side, and he was also Li Yixi. Ants around.

There is no veto of the detached cultivation base, indicating that the opponent is extremely powerful, and indeed quietly entered the ancient ruins.

"You're not Li Yixi?"

Thinking of this moment, Murong Batian's legs are weak, and the **** of death is so terrifying, Murong Batian originally thought that Li Yixi pretended to be a ghost and taught himself a lesson, but it was not.

"That's the son."

"How can you call him by his first name?"

When the God of Death heard Murong Batian calling Li Yixi's name, he was extremely nervous.

In the eyes of the Law God of Death, it is extremely terrifying to call a terrifying existence like Li Yixi by his name.

If one is not good, the other party feels that someone is talking about it. Once he thinks that he is an enemy, he will kill him with a single thought.

Hearing this, Murong Batian's pupils suddenly dilated, and his face was full of horror. The ant beside Li Yixi was so powerful, Murong Batian thought that Li Yixi was only a **** king or a **** emperor when he was strong.

At this moment, Murong Batian, thinking of everything he was trying to plot against Li Yixi, instantly felt that his brain was about to explode.

Such a powerful existence is actually the little transparent beside Li Yixi.

What about Li Yixi?

How strong, how terrible.

The words "terrifying like this" are not qualified to be used on Li Yixi's body.

Murong Batian gave up completely at this moment, and felt that even if the ancient demon ancestor came, he would not be able to save himself.

He couldn't help but ask: "Who is Li Yixi, what kind of realm is he, how can he revive such a terrifying existence?"

Asking this sentence, Murong Batian felt as if he had been drained of all his strength.

"Sir?"

At this moment, the God of Death slowly raised his head.

The face that looked like a skeleton and like a jade was revealed.

"Young master is a son. You can investigate who and what realm you want. You only need to be invincible."

"Even if you roam the chaos, it is an invincible existence."

Hearing this, Murong Batian didn't care at first, after all, in the ninth day, invincibility is not terrible, but after hearing the word chaos, Murong Batian changed color completely.

Wanting to murder Li Yixi himself, Murong Batian was almost scared to death at this moment.

"He, is he invincible?"

At this moment, Murong Batian seemed to be pinched by the neck, unable to say a word, his face was extremely pale, but the next moment, he shook his head violently, full of disbelief.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible?"

"How can there be an invincible existence in these nine days, invincible in the chaos, then it must be detached, and since it is detached, how can it appear here."