Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

"Kill him, don't give him a chance!"

Princess Yongling, who appeared petite and adorable, suddenly let out a loud shout. Her enormous ghost face, like an evil spirit that had escaped from hell, surged toward Xingluo Plain and devoured it.

"That's right, we absolutely cannot give him any chance. How can we tolerate womanly compassion before the great path?"

Houtu Tongshou also spoke up, without hesitation, spewing out dragon flames once more, heavenly fire blazing across the sky.

"A peerless genius, but alas, today we can only send you off to your grave!"

The Nine Extremes Daoist shook his head and struck down with his palm. Myriad layers of heavenly might descended from the nine heavens, causing the sky to tremble.

Ren Qinglan remained silent, but had already drawn her sword!

Even the First God has displayed various true images of the Great Dao. Xingluoyuan has long been his inner demon. Now that he has the opportunity to completely remove this inner demon, he will naturally not hold back.

In an instant, many experts had already made their move again, and Xingluoyuan was now trapped by the Primordial Blood Curse!

"He's finished!"

"Unfortunately, even if someone is a prodigy, what good is it? Ultimately, they have no chance to grow."

"He's too strong; the heavens will be jealous of him. That's his fate!"

Countless people were waiting in the stands.

The ancestral demons of the various primordial races also breathed a sigh of relief. Although they did not want to see the Primordial Blood Curse appear in the world, being able to destroy Starfall Plains was a great thing for the other six races.

When someone with such talent grows up, it will leave other races breathless!

"Huh? Wait, how can he still make a move?"

But suddenly, someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked on and saw that on the battlefield, Xingluoyuan, who was shrouded in bloody light, actually raised his hand and threw a punch at Princess Yongling. The moment his fist touched the ghost face, Princess Yongling let out a shrill scream, and the huge ghost face shattered!

"How is this possible? He's afflicted with the Primordial Blood Curse, yet he can still fight!"

"Could it be that the Primordial Blood Curse had no effect on him? That's impossible!"

"wrong……"

Everyone was astonished.

The Primordial Blood Curse was renowned and caused the deaths of countless geniuses. Throughout history, only one person with a perfect Dao body has withstood it. Why is Xingluoyuan unharmed?

"He's just putting on a brave face!"

At this moment, one of the First Clan's Ancestral Demons spoke up, his eyes filled with gloom, and he sneered, "Heh heh, the more he mobilizes his own blood and cultivation, the more intense the power of the Primordial Blood Curse will become, and the faster he will die!"

Upon hearing this, the others nodded in agreement.

"That's right, he's drinking poison to quench his thirst, needlessly wasting his own strength to fight off the enemy, but it will only make the blood curse attack even more severe."

"A fleeting moment, merely a cornered beast struggling to survive!"

"It was destined for destruction."

In their view, Xingluoyuan was just making a desperate gamble.

However, after Xingluoyuan defeated Princess Yongling with a single punch, he turned around and struck again with a palm, clashing with the Nine Extremes Dao Child who descended from the heavens!

Boom!

A tremendous sound rang out, and the shockwave made the entire battlefield somewhat unstable. After finishing his palm strike, the Nine Extremes Daoist was pale and had to step back, his pupils filled with disbelief.

"Something's not right..."

He felt that Xingluoyuan's power had not diminished at all!

Is the Primal Blood Curse really useless?

While he was still in shock and doubt, Xingluoyuan had already made his move again.

With a single punch, the numerous Dao images of the First God were instantly annihilated. Before the true meaning of the Great Dao, which was at a higher level, the true images of the Great Dao vanished like smoke.

He formed a sword with two fingers, directly confronting Ren Qinglan's sword. However, Ren Qinglan's sword let out a mournful cry and almost broke, sending Ren Qinglan flying backward.

Above the sky, the dragon flames that live as long as Houtu descended, but Xingluoyuan walked through the flames without fear!

"How can this be?"

"He was unaffected and his combat strength remains unchanged!"

"No... how could this be?"

At this moment, Princess Yongling, Houtu Tongshou, and the others were all shocked and incredulous.