Outside of Time

The sunset has passed.

At least for today, it's gone.

Along with it, the red clouds of the sky disappeared, but the blood from Xu Qing's body set off a different kind of red in the approaching dark night.

Blood light reflects the sky.

It was surrounded by a whirlpool of blood, and it was also the light of the soul thread on Xu Qing's body, and it was also the dispersion of the murderous intention in his heart.

He stood there like a demon representing blood and killing, waiting for the sacrifice to arrive.

After a short period of silence, the sacrifice did not disappoint Slaughter and arrived as promised.

The first person to appear was a middle-aged monk. This person was not from the Yanyue Xuantian clan, but... from the Baize clan!

He walked step by step from the Holy City. Every step he took would form ripples under his feet, transforming into a black lotus, shining with dark light.

The fluctuations of Guixu's fourth-level cultivation level are rising in his body. Judging from his perception, he is stronger than Crown Prince Mingnan.

At the same time, there was still evil spirit permeating his whole body.

This evil spirit is not like the accumulation of simple killings, but more like what is left after experiencing many wars.

It is somewhat similar to Xu Qing's hundreds of battle sergeants in Fenghai County.

Especially the third eye, which was half open at this moment, revealing a light of indifference and confidence.

He is not a genius.

Instead, he was recruited by the ethnic group and returned from the Black Spirit Battlefield, specifically for Xu Qing!

Thanks to the efforts of the Baize tribe, he was qualified to temporarily participate in the big hunt.

The Baize tribe is one of the driving forces behind these events in the Holy City.

But obviously, if a mere Baize tribe wanted to cause such a stir, it was still difficult for them to do so. However, the answer soon appeared. At the moment when the figure of the Baize monk came, another figure also walked out of the holy city. .

The tall and thin body, the six arms that are obviously different from the human race, the natural marks of the split between the eyebrows on the head, the red skin, and the strange totems appearing all over the body.

It's... the Si'er tribe who are at war with the human race on the border!

This clan, as one of the three affiliated clans of Yanyue Xuantian, has a profound foundation. It has a close relationship with the Yanyue clan and even holds positions under the three major siquan.

The main curse offering.

They are the driving forces behind what happened in the Holy City.

Xu Qing glanced over the two monks and found nothing surprising. In fact, in Xu Qing's judgment, Bai Ze and Si'e were just showing up.

Behind them, there are also the family members of the monks who were killed by them, and even King Mingnan must be included.

This is also the reason why Xu Qing has not fought before.

"Elder brother said that for Yanyue Xuantian's senior leaders, this big hunt is to raise Gu, and they must use this cruel method to select the strongest juniors."

"And my role is to stimulate these geniuses."

"So, they allowed all this to happen, but if someone destroys this demand, it will be equivalent to interfering with the plans of Yanyue's top management."

"Then...if I were a high-ranking person in Yanyue, such a useful source of stimulation would naturally not disappear in the first session. It would be best if it could continue and burn out the best effect in the last session."

Xu Qing's eyes were calm and his heart was equally calm as he looked at the two monks approaching.

The Si'e monk, a few feet outside the city, stopped, raised his right hand, and began to perform the seal.

The sinister middle-aged man from the Baize clan, with murderous intent surging, stepped faster and faster, heading straight towards Xu Qing.

Almost at the moment he rushed in, the third spirit form outside Xu Qing's body suddenly dispersed, and millions of soul threads surrounded him in all directions, dancing with the bloody vortex.

The next moment, he returned quickly and reorganized outside Xu Qing's body.

In the blink of an eye, pieces of purple feathers appeared. As they gathered rapidly, more and more feathers appeared, forming a body that was obviously different from the third god!

One hundred feet tall, with purple flesh and blood feathers all over its body, and two huge wings on its back. Waves of murmuring sounds emanated from its body, echoing in all directions.

That is the voice of the gods.

There is also a feeling of not being able to look directly, which also appears in different forms in the eyes of the monks in the Holy City.

At the same time, a purple moon slowly rose behind Xu Qing's strange spiritual state. Countless figures on it were worshiping, and the voices spread from all the believers.

"My lord of the new moon was born in ancient times. All living beings respect his purple lord."

"My soul is dedicated to my Lord, I have care for the other side, and I will play the music again in the next life."

As the sacrificial words came out, the purple moonlight flourished, and wherever it shined, there was a poisonous ban.

At this moment, the moon in the sky also dimmed and was replaced by Xu Qing's moon, and the world... became purple.

In front of it, there is a huge sundial, the hands are rotating, forming the power of time, distorting nothingness and blurring everything.

Under him, a huge lotus platform appeared. Each lotus leaf represented one of Xu Qing's abilities, including the Golden Crow, Ghost Emperor Mountain, Zhaoxia Guang, etc.

The purple tentacles they formed spread out. From a distance, Xu Qing looked like a purple flower from the other side, earth-shaking and shocking.

This is Xu Qing's fourth spiritual state!

His name is Purple Lord!

Even if this form is determined, in the future it is possible that due to the unity of the divine source, it will be difficult to distinguish between ourselves and enemies in Li Zihua, but just like Xu Qing had to face the inhalation of foreign matter for the first time in his practice.

Instead of thinking about life and death in the future, it is better to think about how to live better today.

Therefore, during these days, he did not think about it anymore, but chose the Purple Lord form as his solidified fourth spiritual state.

As soon as this state appears, it is as if the gods have descended, the color of the sky and the earth will change, and the wind and clouds will rise.

This is Xu Qing's strongest display now. The strong fluctuations of the fourth level of Guixu have pushed Xu Qing's combat power to his extreme.

At this moment, all the monks in the three holy cities were shocked. Even those strong men from the older generation of Yan Yue had strange glints in their eyes.

For these powerful men of the older generation, what they care about is not Xu Qing's combat power, but the potential of this god.

The body of the simulated god is like a concave and convex mirror, which can amplify the basic combat power of the monks over a wide range. This ability is what makes them stare.

But Xu Qing still felt pity in his heart. Feeling his current state, he knew very well that he was still half a step away from the power of returning to the Great Perfection.

This is because the foundation is not enough.

The secret treasure is still missing one after all.

This requires time to cultivate, so that the Purple Lord form can be transformed into the Divine Treasure, becoming the true Five Treasure Perfection, thus showing stronger combat power.

Normally, the divine form comes out first, and then the divine state can be revealed. The reason why Xu Qing can do the opposite is because of the alien flow.

There is also the lack of Heavenly Dao, which makes Xu Qing's rules and regulations far different from those of Guixu monks. It's just the existence of Heavenly Dao's son that allows him to ignore the enemy's power of rules.

"But using the magic of the gods to fight these two is enough."

Xu Qing raised his right hand and pointed at the Si'e monk who was making secrets in the distance.

Suddenly, the sky above the Si'e monk's head changed, and Ding Yisan'er's shadow shone out and descended towards the cultivator.

Brother Si'e's eyes flashed coldly and he sneered.

He had already figured out Xu Qing's methods from various channels, especially Ding Yi San Er, which was the focus of his attention, so he did not panic at this moment and raised his head while making the decision.

The totems that filled his body shone rapidly and flowed as if they were alive, pouring into the mouth of the monk Si'e. After he swallowed it, he spit out six words.

"This place is sealed and destroyed!"

Seal the sky, not allowed to appear, collapse into nothingness, and destroy the restrictions!

These six words, like a binding order, suddenly stopped in mid-air and could not be formed in mid-air. The void here did not allow the seal to appear.

And it collapsed with tremors and fell into pieces.

In the Holy City, the eldest prince has been paying attention to this battle. Seeing this, he felt anxious in his heart.

But there is another cultivator in the Holy City. He is sitting on the eaves of a building, drinking wine while looking at the battlefield. There are nine phantoms surrounding him, accompanying him to watch.

Seeing Ding Yisaner's appearance and Brother Si'e's ban, he laughed mockingly.

"I've already fallen into trouble, and you still want to seal the sky. You really think that Xu Qing can't improve. It's ridiculous."

"I even suspect that Xu Qing's sealing method did not fall from the sky in the first place. This guy is very sinister. Maybe this is the flaw he exposed on his own initiative."

Almost at the moment his words came out, the void twisted around the Si'e monk, and cages rose up from the ground.

Ding Yisan Er, who collapsed in the sky, was instantly rebuilt in the moonlight surrounding the Si'e monk!

Wherever the moonlight reaches, something comes from nothing.

Sealed empty, invalid.

"I'll go, it's true!"

Tuo Shishan spit out the wine in his mouth.

At the same time, Xu Qing, who was standing between heaven and earth, raised his second finger towards the middle-aged monk from the Baize tribe who was approaching rapidly and was already within ten feet.

In an instant, endless purple light emanated from Xu Qing's body, forming a sea of ​​light from all over his body and from the purple moon, directly covering cultivator Baize.

The cultivator Bai Ze was shocked, his energy and blood surged all over his body, and he tried to resist, but the next moment he spurted out blood, his blood reversed uncontrollably, and his body began to age as if it had been baptized by time.

There is also corrosion, which is the explosion of poison trapped in the moonlight.

The most terrifying thing was that Xu Qing closed his eyes at this moment, and his raised fingers turned into palms. With a slight wave, an overlapping shadow suddenly appeared on the body of Brother Bai Ze.

His past, his future, everything about him emerges inside.

It contains his past and his future death, and among the countless death scenes, there is a scene of death and disappearance, which is being pulled by a strong force and is rapidly becoming clear, replacing the present.

The intense life and death crisis caused the monk Baize to roar, his cultivation level burned, his magical powers exploded, and his illusory world descended all at once.

While confronting Xu Qing here, his eyes revealed murderous intent, and the evil aura spread. Thousands of troops rushed out of his illusory world and headed straight for Xu Qing.

Xu Qing did not move. Within the purple moon, the figures worshiping him became more pious and their prayers became more passionate.

Even at this moment, the temples built during this period in the Black Spirit Territory, Fenghai County and Shenglan Territory, which were extremely far away from here, all trembled.

The high priest from the Black Sky Clan and all the Ziyue believers they had developed felt the reaction. They knelt down in excitement and began to pray.

"My Lord Ziyue, I look forward to the past and hope that all suffering beings can enjoy the land of happiness."

"Sacrifice your body to my Lord, this life will not be bitter, it will be a curtain day and night, and the marrow of your body will not rot."

These countless voices were blessed within Ziyue and enveloped the cultivator Bai Ze who rushed towards Xu Qing. They turned into greater power. The moment he approached Xu Qing, the scene on his body was completely destroyed. Pull it out and replace it now!

Brother Bai Ze froze in front of Xu Qing.

His eyes were wide open, filled with bitterness and confusion, and the next moment... the feather wings of Xu Qing's fourth spirit state suddenly opened, spreading from the left and right, and instantly enveloped the Baize monk.

Give it a hard squeeze.

Blood flowed out along the feathers of the wings.

After two breaths, when the wings slowly opened and closed, pieces of flesh and blood were scattered on the ground.

This scene is exactly what is shown in the picture, the body dies and the spirit disappears.

All around, there was silence.

Xu Qing frowned, feeling a little regretful in his heart, and looked towards the Holy City.

There, a blurry shadow appeared, quickly and clearly, and finally turned into the dead Brother Bai Ze. The moment he appeared, he spurted out blood, scars appeared on his body, and his eyes were filled with horror.

His aura was also uncontrollably decreasing sharply, and as he retreated, blood continued to spurt out.

And the illusory world in him has disappeared.

What is dead is his great world, and his way has been cut off.

In this life, no matter how much progress you make, your cultivation will continue to decline.

Even without the rules of the Holy City, he would still die at this moment.

"Looking at it this way, Prince Mingnan may be... still alive."

Xu Qing was thoughtful.