The real person was furious, terrified, and under an invisible momentum, the breeze stopped, and the white clouds dissipated, revealing a clear blue sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The coercion is like a prison, making the scene suddenly silent, at this moment Wang Yi is like a thousand mountains, and it is difficult to move his fingers.

Listening to the squeaking sound coming from the bones in his body, Wang Yi's originally pale face suddenly flushed.

It's just that it's all hidden under a silver metal mask, and no one notices it.

In the dantian, in the spirit pool, the immortal sword vibrated endlessly, emitting a humming sword sound, relieving this pressure for Wang Yi.

In fact, if the Immortal Sword was playing a role, with Wang Yi's current physical condition, he would have been unable to hold on for a long time.

His face was tense and he endured the pain, but Wang Yu's body was still as tall as a pine, not revealing half of his rickets.

Seeing that Wang Yi seemed to be nothing, the bamboo pole real person was unwilling, and his momentum increased a little again.

Boom, the pressure rose again, rushing towards Wang Yi like a flood, vowing to crush Wang Yi to pieces.

It was at this time that Wang Yi suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, stimulated himself with pain, and forcibly mobilized the power of his divine sense.

I saw that the six suns hanging high in Wang Yizhi's sea were encircling in a circle at this moment, moving at an extreme speed, bringing out many phantoms.

Suddenly, the six suns disappeared and were replaced by a much larger sun.

At the same time, Wang Yi's dark eyes were dyed with a faint gold at this moment, and they quickly turned thickened, and finally they were like gold casting.

The golden pupils were cold, and he looked directly at the real person on the bamboo pole.

Looking at such a pair of eyes, the heart of the bamboo pole real man suddenly palpitated, as if he had encountered a flood beast.

Roar, the tiger roared like thunder, and with this tiger roar that sounded from the void, Wang Yi's pair of golden eyes bloomed with a chilling brilliance.

An invisible, strange and powerful divine sense power slashed out from Wang Yi's pair of golden pupils, and the target was directly aimed at the real person of the bamboo pole.

It seems that he feels the danger, and the face of the real person on the bamboo pole suddenly changed, but it is too late to say anything now, as the so-called thought goes, the god reaches, and the divine sense attack is so fast.

The picture freezes at this moment, and the frightened look on the face of the real person on the bamboo pole is still clearly visible.

Snort, an invisible voice sounded from the void, and the figure of the real person of the bamboo pole suddenly staggered, almost falling from the void.

Whew, the wind was very urgent, and at the critical moment, the bamboo pole real person didn't care about the bursts of tearing pain coming from the sea, and forcibly stabilized his body.

Turning his head and looking at Wang Yi, at this moment, the face of the bamboo pole real person was full of shock and fear that could not be concealed.

Obviously, Wang Yi's blow just now made him still have palpitations, and similarly, Wang Yi's blow also shattered all the arrogance in his heart.

In fact, Wang Yi's silent blow shocked not only the real people of the bamboo pole and the monks present, but also those who did not show up but always paid attention to those here.

Facing the shocked gaze of the real person on the bamboo pole, Wang Yi looked at him very indifferently, and his eyes were calm and calm, without the slightest wave.

At this moment, although Wang Yi's body has no power at all, it is more awe-inspiring than the previous bamboo pole real person.

Whew, although Wang Yi's eyes have returned to pitch black at this moment, when he saw these eyes, the heart of the bamboo pole real person still tightened uncontrollably.

And just when the bamboo pole real person wanted to say something, his face changed again, and his face, which was originally as pale as paper, was dyed with a faint layer of gold at this moment, like gold leaf, obviously his injuries in the sea had worsened.

didn't dare to stay longer, the bamboo pole real man didn't even say a word of cruelty, and left here with a retreat.

And Wang Yi didn't do anything, just quietly watched the bamboo pole real person leave, without the intention of making a move.

In fact, if it is possible, Wang Yi will definitely not hesitate to leave the bamboo pole real person, after all, it is not a happy thing to be held by a real person all the time.

Of course, the reality is that although Wang Yi has the heart to make a move, he has no ability to make a move at all.

In the case of serious physical injuries, Wang Yi can forcibly cut out such a tiger spirit slash god is already the limit.

When the retreat of the bamboo pole real person completely disappeared from everyone's sight, Wang Yi was relieved, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed.

I saw that his originally tense body quietly relaxed at this moment, swaying slightly, as if he was unstable on his feet.

It can be said that at this moment, Wang Yi is already a veritable external powerhouse, not only is his physical body weak, but even his divine sense is not much left, and the previous three consecutive days of covering a hundred miles of land have consumed most of Wang Yi's divine sense.

You must know that the Divine Consciousness is no better than the True Element, and its recovery speed is much slower than the Recovery Speed of the True Element.

If there is no external blessing, it will take at least three days for Wang Yi's divine sense power to return to its full state.

Of course, if the spiritual light is used, Wang Yi can use the spiritual light to shorten this recovery process, but unfortunately, everything is wrong, and the spiritual light accumulated in the golden book has been completely consumed when Wang Yi dealt with the true fire of the sun before, and there is nothing left.

But fortunately, at this moment, everyone was still immersed in the shock of Wang Yi's glance at the real person who forced the bamboo pole back, and no one noticed Wang Yi's undetectable little action at all.

retracted his gaze and glanced at everyone indifferently. Wang Yi didn't think much about it, and said directly:

"My cultivation is not stable, and I still need to retreat to stabilize it, so you can do it yourself. ”

When the words fell, Wang Yi ignored everyone's reactions, turned around and walked back to his mansion.

It was only at this time that everyone recovered from the shock, but it was too late, and all that was left for them was Wang Yi's not upright back.

In the face of such a situation, although everyone was unwilling to go, they had no choice but to disperse in the end.

I heard that they didn't have the courage to let them open their mouths to keep Wang Yi, after all, in their hearts, Wang Yi was a powerful real monk, and the power of a real person could not be easily offended.

Not to mention the monks who were returning from the door, Wang Yi couldn't hold it anymore after entering the mansion, and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Cough, cough, cough, the lungs were like fire, so that Wang Yi couldn't stop coughing.

Swallowing a pill and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Yi's pale face showed a hint of happiness.

No matter how serious the injuries on his body were, Wang Yi's heart was glad at this moment, he knew that he had finally survived the catastrophe.

It is so that Wang Yi should really feel lucky, if the exercises he cultivates are not the Dao Sutra and the Great Dry Glory Sutra, if he does not have a thousand illusion liquid, which is a strange thing used to hide his breath, if the bamboo pole real person does not just want to test it and does not really make a move, if the bamboo pole real person is not careless and does not put Wang Yi in his eyes, then everything will be different.

Of course, when these things add up, it doesn't seem strange that Wang Yi survived this catastrophe.

In the following month, in addition to going out to buy some elixirs, Wang Yi can be described as staying at home, like a wounded lone wolf, hiding in the dark and licking his wounds silently.