Why did Ye Yifei below, even though he was locked by the Soul Destroying Divine Bow, still stand unscathed?

The answer is about to come out, because in the sea of his knowledge, it is the soul clone of the assassin, and the divine bow is locked on no one else but the assassin, and at this moment, the assassin himself is standing next to Ye Yifei, but it is just in the spatial layering. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The moment the powerful divine arrow was issued, it didn't fly towards the leaves at all, but went straight to the assassin in the spatial layer.

As both True Yang Immortals, the assassin had already understood all the rules of the first stage space, and there were as many as three hundred and sixty rules, which were not comparable to Drifting Snow at all.

The previous 359 rules, no matter how much they are understood, are just an accumulation, and only by reaching the first stage of consummation can we achieve real qualitative change.

At that time, only by getting a first glimpse of the true meaning of heaven and earth space can we comprehend the more profound meaning of the black hole, so there is an insurmountable gap between the drifting snow and the assassin.

Standing in the spatial layer, the assassin was calm in the face of the fierce arrows.

Whew~poof~

Whew~poof~

The erratic arrow pierced through the assassin's body, but it could not cause any damage to him, as if the assassin was a transparent person.

In fact, the assassin built an independent time and space around himself, and these magic arrows were like headless flies, plunging into them, and they were instantly transferred to extremely deep spatial layers, completely cutting off contact with the drifting snow.

It's not that the Soul Destroying Divine Bow is not powerful, but the Drifting Snow realm is too low, and you can't even touch the corners of other people's clothes, how can you give full play to the power of the Divine Bow? At that time, Mingxin proposed to join forces, but someone just didn't listen.

If the art is not good, how can it be better for others?

"Huh, this is?" Ye Yifei, who was sitting in the golden pill, opened his eyes suddenly, his face full of shock and panic.

Swish!

The center of his forehead was directly cracked, and a jade-white eye grew, looking deeply into the end of the sky.

"Oh no, the palace has been opened, and the speed of time has changed".

In just a moment, Ye Yifei determined an incomparably terrifying fact, and immediately sent out a ray of divine thought to the assassin.

"Old bastard, disaster is coming, you still have the heart to show off here, that drifting snow is stupid enough, I didn't expect you to be much stronger."

The assassin who was in a good mood was triumphant about his plan when he heard such a sentence coldly, and his nose almost crooked.

"Boy, dare to be disrespectful to the old man, believe it or not, Lao Tzu grabbed your little lover and trained her well?"

"My son doesn't believe it."

"You... ”

Ye Yifei choked the assassin with a single sentence, and the Dao Ancestor fingerprint on his hand was not a spiritual treasure, but a magic weapon, and the power of the magic weapon completely depended on the refiner's means, and there was no need for advanced Taoism, just urging.

Therefore, the competition of Lingbao is not only the treasure itself, but also the perception of the Heavenly Dao, and the magic weapon is purely a means for refiners, and it is generally a hole card to save life.

"Okay, time is pressing, let's get down to business, since you came here, have you ever seen a strong man of the Heavenly Spirit Clan?"

"Boy, the old man is not interested in the Heavenly Spirit Clan, so there is no need to waste his efforts." The assassin's first reaction, Ye Yifei wanted to borrow his hand to deal with the Heavenly Spirit Clan.

"It's a pity, I am in someone else's cave, but I don't know that I have fallen into the trap of others, and some people can live to this day, which is really unbelievable to my son." Ye Yifei directly used the agitation method.

"Bastard boy, be careful when you speak, don't think that this immortal can't deal with you." If it weren't for the inability to break through the Jade Plate Jindan, the assassin would have done it a long time ago.

"Those hundreds of thousands of soldiers out there, but they're all ... Ye Yifei was interrupted halfway through his speech.

"In less than two days, they will be resurrected, and none of the people here will be able to escape, because there are ten Heavenly Spirit Clan powerhouses who have done something in secret." The assassin smiled, looking strategic, "Do you want to ask the old man why he knows this, and why don't you stop them?"

"Why?" Ye Yifei didn't expect that the other party would know so much about it.

"Anything in the fairy world, there is nothing that the old man doesn't know, if you do this, the old man will take you away, even if the Dao Ancestor of the Heavenly Spirit Clan comes, what can I do?"

The other party only said a word, and Ye Yifei heard three layers of meaning from it, one is that the forces behind the other party are by no means simple, not only know the secret of the life core of the Heavenly Spirit Clan, but also know the accurate recovery time.

The second is that the other party didn't take the treasures here in his eyes at all, and once the plan was achieved, he would retreat immediately.

The third is that the assassin is a strict person, even if he finds a strong person in the dark, he will never shoot casually, and everything is aimed at carrying out the task, which is definitely a character that is not easy to mess with.

"That's really a pity, no matter how perfect your plan is, you can never prevent the accident from happening, do you know how long the real time has passed since the moment of communication between you and me?"

"Hmm, what do you mean?" Ye Yifei's words made the assassin vigilant.

"My son can tell you accurately, from the first word I said, to this moment, more than an hour has passed outside." It seems that the two of them said a lot of words, but they were all communicated through divine thoughts, and it didn't even take a moment.

"Can you also see the rules of time here?" the assassin said that he didn't believe it, but he, who had always been cautious, instantly communicated with the spirit card he left in the sect, and this time, his face was solemn and his heart was heavy.

In the immortal world, almost all sects have a special spirit tablet pavilion, which preserves a wisp of soul clone of each disciple, mainly to determine the life and death of the disciples, and on the other hand, to collect the information reported by the disciples.

Of course, there are different ways to report different races, such as the Celestial Spirit Clan, which can also report the image records before death, etc., and there are three points to pay attention to.

First, when the spirit card reports the news, it must be absolutely quiet, if it is attacked by the will of the gods, it will be easily interrupted.

Second, the distance of transmitting information is also very limited, not that you can go to Bingshan Gate anywhere, it depends on the ability of the strongest of each sect.

Thirdly, in some special places, such as places where the Heavenly Dao can be isolated, it will not be possible to report information.

Therefore, when more than a dozen people died in the sky, the Fengshen Palace had already exploded, coupled with the detailed information reported by Xi Luo, it can be said that the Fengshen Palace was already angry now, and it couldn't bear it.

"Hey, it's a 1-100 flow rate." The assassin was taken aback by the slightest calculation, as he had roughly estimated the difference in time between here and the outside world.

To put it bluntly, every second that passes here, a full hundred seconds pass outside, one day here, one hundred days outside, this is already an extremely terrifying time difference.

"Old boy, what are you still stupid about? There is a god-level powerhouse in the palace." Ye Yifei let out a loud shout, full of anxiety.

"Huh!"

Airplanes!

Just as the assassin reacted, he saw that the beautiful palace at the end of the sky suddenly emitted a dazzling light, which made everyone's eyes darken, which also caused all the strong people who snatched the treasure to stop and look up, and even Piaoxue had to stop attacking and put away his anger.

"Damn, this group of shrinking turtles is quite fast, but fortunately, Lao Tzu is not slow, otherwise it would be really bad." The assassin muttered, turned around and came to the snake spirit, as early as on the way to come, that is, when he pretended to be Ye Yifei and hunted those martial artists everywhere, he inadvertently detected that there were ten Heavenly Spirit Clan powerhouses, acting in secret, although he did not make a move, but all this was in his calculations.

"It's impossible for Utochi to open the palace with the eight of them." The Ming Xin in the sky was full of doubts, because he didn't know that there were ten Heavenly Spirit Clan powerhouses who had come here one step ahead of them, and the information that Piaoxue had told him was that this palace needed at least ten Absolute Immortal powerhouses before it could be opened.

This is Piaoxue's dereliction of duty, not only is all the itinerary along the way up to him, but even when he arrives here, he doesn't let Mingxin worry about other things, and asks him to seize the treasure.

Being controlled by others everywhere, and doing things for others, Mingxin doesn't mention how aggrieved he is, who said that Jiufeng Mountain is not as good as Fengshen Palace?

"Haha... Everyone is welcome here!"

A loud voice suddenly came from the palace and rang in everyone's ears, making everyone tremble.

At this moment, whether it is Wolf Xingtian, Mo Wuji and other masters, or those unknown Taoist real martial artists, they are all dumbfounded, since everyone came here, there are only treasures in their eyes, who wants to pay attention to others? If you take care of other things, won't others snatch the treasures?

If there is only one camp here, he will definitely pay attention to the whereabouts of the Heavenly Spirit Clan's martial artists, and he will make a judgment in advance.

This is human nature, in the face of many competitions, we will only compete for immediate interests, but often forget the hidden crises around us, until the crisis comes, we know that it is too late.

If it's shocking now, then the next moment it's called real despair,

Sou!

Sou!

Sou!

One after another, powerful figures appeared in front of the palace out of thin air, all exuding a metallic luster with purple in gold, and the strong coercion of the Heavenly Dao made everyone lose the courage to resist.

Ziyang Pure Iron, Heavenly Immortal Daozun!

These eight words kept lingering in everyone's minds, because the people who came were none other than the twelve commander-level figures of Motuo City.

"Hey, hey... Nima's,It's finally time for this son to appear.,I hope it's still too late.。。。 ”

Half excited, half worried...