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The light disappeared, revealing a figure with a pair of long white eyebrows, although this white-eyed real person looked weak, but he had his own momentum, which made people dare not underestimate it in the slightest.

Eyebrows raised slightly, the white-eyed real person looked at the open space below, his face was cold and ugly.

"Is this the last place where the star will die? I want to see who dares to kill my son. ”

There was a loud sound, containing a deep killing intent, which made people frightened, and as the words fell, a dazzling light bloomed in the gray-white eyes of the cloudy sky, and everything in the field was delicate for a while, and few could hide it from his magic eyes.

After three breaths, his eyes converged, everything returned to the ordinary, and Yin Tianxing muttered to himself:

"There are six people in the room, and five of them are completely dead, so is the remaining one the murderer? ”

Saying that, a flag appeared in the hand of Yin Tianxing, the flag was no more than three feet long, the whole body was pitch black, as soon as there was a cold, desperate breath swept the surroundings, looking at its momentum, it was a treasure.

Holding the flag in his hand, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and Yin Tianxing absorbed the breath of the sixth person, Wang Yi, into the flag, but this is not the end, but only the beginning.

"Take the qi as the guide, take the god as the curse, and burn the evil and extinguish the curse. ”

Holding the spell in his hand and reciting the spell in his mouth, Yin Tianxing actually used a wisp of breath to show Wang Yi the method of killing in the air.

At the same time, Wang Yi, who had originally returned to the Fan family and was cultivating in the secret room, suddenly changed his face, but before he could react, a cold, evil power of despair descended on his sea of consciousness.

The power of despair immediately evolved into a ghost creature burning with pale flames, which raged in Wang Yi's sea of knowledge, and under the shroud of the power of despair, Wang Yi looked sluggish and did not make any response, allowing the ghost to wreak havoc in his own sea of knowledge.

That's it, that's it, it's okay to die, it's not interesting to live anyway, there's no hope for immortality. Desperate thoughts filled Wang Yi's heart, making him sink into it, unable to raise any thoughts of resistance, but this is not the most terrifying, the most terrible thing is that under the rendering of the power of despair, Wang Yi actually suppressed his divine consciousness instinctive protective consciousness, and helped the pale ghost thing continue to devour his divine consciousness.

At this time, the figure of the Huangquan Instrument Spirit appeared, looking at Wang Yi's sluggish face, a rare trace of worry and a trace of struggle appeared on his face.

"Damn, this stinky boy actually closed his own sea of knowledge, so that I couldn't wake him up if I wanted to, if it was in his heyday, I could have forcibly awakened him, but now ・・・・・・, do you really want to use the essence? It's really ・・・・・・"

Entangled in his heart, Huangquan Qiling didn't know what to do for a while, and at this time Wang Yi was already in danger.

Under the ravages of ghosts, the power of despair has eroded most of Wang Yi's sea of consciousness, and in this case, the six rounds of sun manifested by the power of Wang Yi's divine consciousness are also crumbling, and the light is as dim as a candle in the wind.

However, just when the power of despair rose sharply and was about to stretch his hand into the core area of Wang Yizhihai, a mutation protruded, and Vajra Bodhi, who had been inconspicuous in Wang Yizhihai, suddenly bloomed with immeasurable light.

The light was bright and immeasurable, turning into three thousand Sanskrit texts that baptized every corner of Wang Yizhi's sea, and the previous fierce and desperate power faced this immeasurable light like a mouse touching a cat, retreating step by step, and finally could only condense into a pale flame, shrinking in the corner and resisting stubbornly, trembling.

At the same time, the outside world, who had just made up his mind and was ready to sleep for a few more years, used his essence to forcibly wake up Wang Yi's Huangquan Instrument Spirit, suddenly changed his face and retreated suddenly.

Looking around, I saw Wang Yi's forehead glowing, the phantom of the Buddha behind him, the whole body was bathed in the golden Buddha light, and the sluggishness on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a smile, like a person who had been enlightened, and there was an inexplicable sense of sacredness.

Looking at this scene, the eyes of the Huangquan machine spirit became more and more strange, as a machine spirit that had spent a long time, he naturally recognized the phantom of the Buddha behind Wang Yi, but it was precisely because of recognition that he felt more and more strange.

Amitabha Buddha is the first Buddha of Buddhism, known as the Buddha by later generations, even in his time, this Buddha has long disappeared in the eyes of the world, and more importantly, this Buddha is not a person from the Kyushu world at all, he can't understand that Wang Yi's level will be connected with this Buddha, for a while he actually imagined, his face changed, I don't know whether he is happy or worried.

Whew, the Buddha's phantom collapsed, the Buddha's light disappeared, everything returned to calm, Wang Yi tilted his head, and fainted directly to the ground, and at this time, Yin Tianxing, who was originally closing his eyes and casting spells in the core area of the ancient battlefield, suddenly turned pale and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Poof, a mouthful of essence blood spit out, being swallowed by the spell of killing, Yin Tianxing only felt that the sky was dark for a while, and he almost didn't stabilize his body, and fell to the ground.

A suspicious look flashed in his eyes, through the captured breath, Yin Tianxing had long been sure that Wang Yi was just a crystallization monk, and it was because of this that he would perform the Thousand Miles Curse Killing Technique, but he never expected that he would fail, you must know that he was a real Yuan Shen Zhenren.

"Is there anyone helping him?"

As soon as this thought came to his head, Yin Tianxing snuffed him out, he knew his own affairs, and with the help of the Hopeless Ghost Banner with the treasure weapon, even a monk of the same level could not help others resolve it, only the Daoist Ancestor could make a move, but in addition to the Ancestor of their Yin Ghost Sect, there was a second Daoist Ancestor in this border area? Not to mention that if it was really the Daoist Ancestor, he would not just be attacked by the spell.

Can't think about it thoroughly, Yin Tianxing doesn't think about it anymore, all the problems will be solved as long as he catches that person, thinking like this, he can't help but cast his eyes on the distance, and that direction happens to be Beizhou City, where the Fan family is located.

"Beizhou City, Fan family, hehe, it's better that this matter has nothing to do with you, otherwise don't blame me for playing on the topic. ”

His words were calm and murderous, but the next moment his face changed again, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn the backlash, it looks like I'm going to go back to the sect first. ”

Feeling the pain of the sea of knowledge like fire, even with the cloudy qi cultivation kung fu, I couldn't help but open my mouth and scold, and this is also the disadvantage of spells and other spells, although the spell is powerful and weird, it can kill others thousands of miles away with a little related thing, but it is also very easy to suffer from backlash, a bad one may hurt yourself, and even those who are serious may lose their lives, which is really dangerous and abnormal.

But it is precisely because of this that Yin Tianxing will be depressed, because according to common sense, he should be foolproof for a true person to curse and kill a crystallization monk, but the accident happened, the person was not killed, and he also got himself injured, how could this make him not angry?

Hmph, let out a cold snort, and glanced at the direction of Beizhou City again with a cold gaze, and Yin Tianxing flew towards the Yin Ghost Sect with a staggering light.