Whew, concentrating with bated breath, looking at the bright real person who was temporarily dragged by his three sword lights, Wang Yizhi's divine consciousness in the sea began to surge slowly, like a tide rising wave after wave, accompanied by the sound of the tiger roaring mountains and forests. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After three breaths, Wang Yi's expression did not move, the originally dark pupils had been rendered into broken gold, and his Divine Soul Secret Technique Tiger Spirit Slashing God was ready to go, but the difference from the past was that when Wang Yi cast the Tiger Spirit Slash God today, not only was it more relaxed, but there were occasional red streamers flashing in the broken golden pupils.

Bang, the sword momentum was exhausted, and the three sword lights shattered, leaving only some fine sword qi to splash around, causing a wave of waves.

"Boy, you damn it. ”

The voice was hoarse, word by word, and the bright real person couldn't wait to cut Wang Yi with a thousand knives.

Although he successfully blocked Wang Yi's three sword lights, and he did not suffer any damage, for Mingming, a real person, it was already a disgraceful thing to be forced to defend in the face of a fake Dan monk.

The anger in his heart was monstrous, and there would be no mercy in the hands of the bright real person, only to see that Wang Yi's three sword lights had just dissipated, and the bright real person's magic power Wanye Flying Feather Needle immediately reappeared in the torture hall, and compared to the previous Wanye Flying Feather Needle, its power was even better, obviously the bright real person who shot out angrily did not have the slightest reservation.

However, just as Bright Urging the Treasure Magic Divine Power Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Feather Needle, an earth-shattering tiger roar interrupted his movements.

Roar, the tiger roar shook the sky, like a king in the world, with this tiger roar, a tiger phantom with an invincible domineering spirit slowly emerged from the void, appeared in everyone's eyes, but before everyone could see the true face of the tiger, this tiger phantom disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Vision, vision. ”

His voice trembled, pointing to the place where the tiger phantom had disappeared, and the oldest of the three deacons in the torture hall couldn't help but exclaim, and there was a shock in his words that could not be concealed, as if the sky had fallen.

Although the total time for the appearance of the Tiger Phantom to appear was only a short moment, the shock that brought everyone was unparalleled, because it was known that under normal circumstances, only Dao magic powers would cause visions.

Of course, the vision of heaven and earth caused by the magic of Taoism is far more than the phantom of the tiger in terms of time and scope, but the appearance of the vision has fully proved the power of Wang Yi's tiger spirit to slash the gods.

Until today, after obtaining the Great Thousand Mirrors of the Divine Soul Treasure, Wang Yi can truly exert the power that the Tiger Spirit should have by virtue of his divine sense comparable to that of a real person.

Whew, gasps sounded, and the shock continued, but that didn't include the bright real person.

As a party concerned, facing the tiger spirit and slashing the gods, the bright real person can appreciate the power of this magic soul secret technique more than anyone else, but it is precisely because of this that he does not have any surprise, and some are just wisps of irrepressible horror.

Roar, the tiger roared like a tide, the sea of knowledge was shaking, and the look in the bright real person's eyes began to slowly disappear, becoming indifferent, and this was not the end, and then the divine power Wanye Feiyu he had just urged also quietly collapsed after losing his control.

The soul was attacked, the magic power was counterattacked, the snow was worse, the fire was added, the wind direction changed abruptly, and the bright real person fell into a life and death crisis, this picture looks very abrupt, but if you think about it carefully, it is in the process of cleaning up, after all, although the bright real person as a Jindan monk has condensed the Yin God, but the Yin God is fragile after all, and cannot be used as a basis, plus he does not have the Divine Soul Secret Technique and the Divine Soul Magic Weapon, in the face of Wang Yi's Divine Soul Secret Technique, it can only be hard-connected, and it is not completely unacceptable to finally fall to this point.

Wang Yi, who has been through a hundred battles and has been sharpened from blood, is so sensitive to the control of fighters, and when he sees this scene, he knows that his opportunity has come.

Hum, the sword roared again, looking at the bright real person Wang Yi who was distracted, he didn't hesitate, and directly slashed out with a sword, if this piece is slashed, even if the bright one is a real person's body, it will be ten deaths if he achieves the golden muscle and jade bone.

But at this life-and-death juncture, a crisp bell came in from outside the torture hall.

The bell jingle dong, as if the clear spring water flowed through everyone's hearts, only making people feel refreshed, and being excited by this crisp bell, the bright real person who was originally distracted immediately sobered up, blocking the sword qi that Wang Yi slashed at the last moment.

His expression remained unchanged, his eyes narrowed slightly, Wang Yi's beautiful face had neither half of the regret of falling short nor half of the anger of being obstructed, some were just calm and calm, because he never thought of killing the real person Mingliang from beginning to end.

Not to mention whether he can successfully cross the ranks and cut off the real real monk of Mingming, even several other real people in the Yuheng lineage will never allow him to do so, after all, a real person monk is very important, and he must not die in the internal turmoil so easily, not to mention that it is difficult to say that a real person monk in the weak Yuheng lineage is a pillar of existence, you must know that since the mutation of Jiuling Island and the closure of Wanyao Island, there are only four real monks on the bright side of Yuheng lineage. This shows the importance of a real monk to the Yuheng lineage.

And take 10,000 steps back and say that even if Wang Yi succeeds in beheading the real person of Mingming, then this matter will be harmful to Wang Yi, after all, the consequences of killing a real person in the sect are something that Wang Yi can't afford now.

Turning his eyes slightly, looking at the gate of the torture hall, Wang Yi silently put away the long sword in his hand, and after blocking Wang Yi's sword qi, Mingzhen also unexpectedly quieted down, and did not start a life-and-death struggle with Wang Yi, but from the occasional fierce light in his eyes, it can be seen that he is trying his best to suppress the surging killing intent in his heart at this moment.

In fact, at this moment, the reason why Wang Yi and Mingliang Zhenren stopped together was because just at the moment when the bell rang, a huge divine consciousness firmly locked them, as long as they dared to make any abnormal moves, then they would be greeted with a thunderous blow.

Click, footsteps sounded, and under the gaze of everyone, a figure walked in from the gate of the torture hall with the sun on its back.

I saw that the person who came was seven feet tall, with broad shoulders and a wide body, a Chinese face, cold facial features, like a knife carving, although the white hair was pale, but he had a lion bearing.

"Enough trouble?"

The voice of the person who came was not loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears, and everyone who was shocked only felt a buzzing sound, and they couldn't even come to their senses for a while.

His expression changed slightly, and he glanced at the visitor silently, and Wang Yi lowered his eyes.