Song Yi gritted his teeth, waved his sleeves, and with two gusts of spiritual wind in his sleeves, he wrapped all the young sect disciples in them and threw them into the distance one by one.

Xiu Wudao turned a blind eye to this and allowed Song Yi to throw those disciples out of the battlefield.

There is a debtor and a master, and he is not a person who kills indiscriminately if he cultivates the Tao.

His mind moved.

The descending speed of the Qianqiu lock increased suddenly, and it was only three zhang away from Song Yimian's door.

Song Yi quietly twisted a blue-gray talisman with his fingers.

Suddenly, the glory is great!

The moment the Qianqiu lock broke through the talisman array, the blue-gray light talisman appeared above Song Yi's head.

The moment the black chain collided with it, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it disappeared completely.

Even the cultivation of Wu Dao, which had been refined for more than a hundred years, could not be sensed.

The Eight Extremes View has two mountain protection arrays, a Bagua Array, which is used to defend and suppress, even if it is a Nine Realms Yuan Infant Monk, it can be forcibly suppressed for a moment, and the real killing move will follow, it is the Eight Extremes View that exhausted manpower, material and financial resources, and cast four rune arrays, each of which has a ninth-order grade, and after the four formations are formed, they are even more powerful, comparable to a veritable killing immortal soldier.

But again, using the formation to deal with Xiu Wudao is undoubtedly the most stupid behavior.

Although it is impossible to fully control the four great arrays, it is too simple to exploit the loopholes for a moment and a half, if ordinary Nirvana monks are forced to rush into the abbot array, the cultivator is sure to let this heavenly talisman turn against him.

The Thousand Autumn Locks were temporarily suppressed under the four talisman arrays.

Xiu Wudao squinted slightly, his face was expressionless, his movements were subtle, and countless black shadows instantly filled the top of the Eight Poles View Mountain.

Three thousand shadow burials!

Song Yi held a blue-gray talisman in one hand, like a snake python meeting a dragon, and the water flow of the talisman in the sky began to be arranged in a certain regular arrangement with the swing of the blue-gray talisman.

Blazing fast.

Every divine talisman glowing with white light hovered in front of Song Yi, and the momentum was immense.

In the Eight Poles, the wind is surging.

Xiu Wudao shook his head slightly.

Countless black shadows flashed away.

Xiu Wudao used a one-handed hammer killing posture, swept the distance between the two of them dozens of zhang, and rushed straight to Song Yi.

Swept away.

Don't give this sect master any hope.

It's not that after he has made a list of talismans, he won't be able to deal with it.

After all, when he went out to recuperate from his injuries, he was actually already a cultivator of the Ten Realms to return to God.

Unless Song Yi in the Yuanying realm is the reincarnation of Emperor Wu of Qin tens of thousands of years ago, there is a large realm in the middle, and it also involves the heavenly moat between the three small realms of immortality, how can Song Yi live?

However, if he stays in the Eight Extremes Temple for a while, it will be very troublesome, really big trouble.

Even if he is as arrogant as him, he doesn't dare to have the slightest support.

When Xiu Wudao gently fell on the position where Song Yi was standing, more than ten zhang away, Song Yi's brother's mouth was blasted out of a big hole, and blood was dripping.

In the Qi Mansion, a golden pill has long been gone, and a Yuan Infant with a very high rank has directly dissipated into heaven and earth.

This is the end of a god who has done his best in the Ten Realms.

Xiu Wudao stretched out his hand and grabbed it, pulled out a blue-gray talisman that had cracked from the void in front of him, rubbed his fingers, held the Qianqiu lock that broke free from it, and tied it around his waist.

He glanced at the Eight Extremes Sect Master, who couldn't be saved even if the Dan God was there in person, and finally slowly spoke: "Before he died, he was still a man. ”

Xiu Wudao looked up into the distance, his figure jumped, and when he reached the top of the peak of the Eight Poles Temple, he turned around and flew quickly to the south.

Right now.

In the distance to the north of the Eight Poles, a speck of light appeared.

And then there was Ray

The sound is rolling and continuous.

The mountain was shaken, and a middle-aged man in a yellow robe with a tall figure and a "righteous and bright" jade pendant on his waist fell next to Song Yi's corpse, his face full of anger.

A golden body Dharma rises from the ground, almost as high as the main peak of the towering Eight Poles, raises an arm, and a brilliant Bagua array rises on the top of the mountain, which is held in the hand by the golden body Dharma of the majestic shore like a mountain, and shines to the south.

This handsome middle-aged man in a yellow robe, holding the gossip array that seemed to be able to compete with the great sun in the sky, inspected for a while, and finally saw the cultivation of Wudao tens of thousands of miles away.

The voice of the golden body law was like thunder, "Cultivating no way, where else can you run?!"

A golden light flashed, as bright as day, piercing the sky, chasing towards Xiu Wudao, who was fleeing towards the Eternal Sea in the south.

In the true sense, the mouth contains the constitution of heaven, and the words follow the law!

Xiu Wudao felt the vast and vast golden light behind him, and ripped off the Qianqiu lock on his waist and harnessed it to lock the golden light.

He only asked for the golden light, and it was enough to appear with a slight pause.

The moment the black lightning-like Qianqiu Lock came into contact with that vast golden light, it suddenly exploded into pieces, bursting into a shocking light in the air.

The golden light did not pierce his skull directly, but passed through its back, bringing up a silky streak of blood.

This forced the cultivator to show the appearance of the law, his feet trampled on the mountain heavily, and his hands clutched the golden light.

Xiu Wudao's hands were blurred with flesh and blood, and a black giant ** phase kept sliding backwards, and finally couldn't hold the vast golden light, broke free from the restraints, nailed into his heart, and came out of his body.

Xiu Wudao, who had been hit twice hard, could no longer maintain the Fa Phase, and recovered his true body, and he had already injured the foundation of the Great Dao, so he tried his best to continue to flee south.

Just as the golden light was about to blast him down again, he suddenly looked up into the distance.

He muttered in a low voice, "Ye Fan, can you lend me a sword." ”

......

......

Inside the inn.

Late at night.

Ye Fan didn't feel irritable for no reason, so he came to the courtyard outside the house, carrying a pure heart talisman on his chest, practicing swordsmanship.

But I couldn't calm down.

Suddenly look up.

In the distance, there was a subtle ripple in the sky.

The Nine Heavens on his waist suddenly let out a trembling sound.

When he heard the words that came from a distance of tens of thousands of miles, Ye Fan barely paused for a moment and hesitated, and the Nine Heavens on his waist were sonorously unsheathed.

Then he threw it into the sky with all his strength, removing all the restraints of his mind.

The Nine Heavens trembled even more, and in an instant, it turned into a long rainbow and galloped towards the south.

However, in a breath of time, the Nine Heavens spanned an unknown number of thousands of miles from the northern border of the Pure Water Country, colliding fiercely with the vast golden light that came quickly.

"Hum~"

A crunch sound.

Within a radius of 100 miles, they were all swept by this sound wave.

Because of this, that golden light was stunned.

The pause was not even half a breath.

Thousands of black phantoms suddenly appeared on Xiu Wudao's side, and they suddenly burst out with unimaginable extreme speed!

In an instant, it was thousands of miles away from that golden light.

After the golden light got rid of the entanglement of the Nine Heavens, the aura of cultivating the Daoless Dao had completely disappeared and disappeared without a trace.

Even with the means of the yellow-robed people's heavenly penetration, it is impossible to find and catch up with the cultivation of the Dao in this situation.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe sighed, he had already tried to forcibly change and attenuate the luck of the mountains and rivers of the Eight Extremes, and with the Bagua Array as a guide, he was already about to leave the cultivation of Wudao, but he didn't expect it to be a bad move.

He looked back and saw that he was already lifeless

Song Yi, the sect master of the Eight Extremes Sect, even his own divine spirit was torn to pieces, not to mention treatment, I am afraid that even the chance of reincarnation is gone.

As a Yuanying Immortal who was recorded by the Zilai State Temple, Song Yi had to pay a large amount of taxes to the Temple every ten years, and because of this, he was also protected by the rules established by the Temple.

He flicked his sleeves and took the Sect Master, who was bleeding from all his seven orifices and the flesh and blood on his chest was shattered, into his sleeve, and walked away from the wind.

For the people of the Pure Water Country at the foot of the mountain, they did not pay much attention, this kind of division is famous for encirclement and suppression, and within the rules, the temple has no right to intervene.

A middle-aged man in a yellow robe looked back from the air.

That sword seems to be a little familiar.

......

......

Ye Fan looked up at the sky, suddenly took a few steps back, and the Nine Heavens broke through the sky, and he gently held it in his hand.

On the body of the sword, there was a trace of untraceable cracks.

Ye Fan was shocked, what kind of offensive was it, even Jiuxiaotian would be damaged.

Then Ye Fan suddenly turned his head to look behind him.

Breathe a sigh of relief.

It was a young man in a black robe.

There is no way to cultivate.

Of course, it's just a phantasm.

Xiu Wudao smiled: "Don't ask anything first, I'll tell you." ”

After that, he roughly finished talking about the battle of the Eight Poles View Mountain, Xiu Wudao seemed to be just an outsider, it was not thrilling at all, it was very boring, and he was smiling all over his face, what kind of hand stabbed the enemy, and finally avenged the master, although Xiuwei fell two small realms, but it was already a great thing to be able to leave a life. After that, those enemies were very relaxed, and they didn't need to work so hard anymore......

Ye Fan said angrily: "That's it?it's gone?!"

He pointed at Xiu Wudao's nose, "Aren't you the number one formation master in the world? Can't you wait for the foolproof preparation to take revenge?! Do you know that if I come out of the sword a little later, you will die over there!"

In the end, Ye Fan's voice became lower and lower, his expression was in a trance, and he asked softly, "Why did it become like this?"

After saying this, Ye Fan was speechless.

Xiu Wudao's unprecedented expression was a little restrained, and said: "Ye Fan, this matter is not kind, even if the grade of Jiuxiaotian is even a high-grade immortal soldier, it may not be comparable, and it will definitely cost a lot of money to repair that rift, all because of me, if you want to beat or scold, you can do it!"

Ye Fan glared at Xiu Wudao angrily, and angrily went to sit on the stool next to the stone table, and Xiu Wudao sat next to him with a weak heart.

Ye Fan said: "Anyway, you're like this, even if I beat you and scold you, what can I do? Besides, I can't beat you." ”

Cultivating the Tao is becoming more and more difficult to have a conscience.

Ye Fan's eyes were red, and he said slowly: "This is what you owe me, you must pay it back to me." ”

He raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of the virtual image, "You give it back to me personally, whether it is entrusted to a friend or deposited with him, I will not accept it, it must be you who stand in front of me and return the money to me with your own hands." ”

There is no way to cultivate silently.

Ye Fan finally said: "Ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years! As long as you don't return the money to me with your own hands, I will never forgive you." ”

He stood up, and Ye Fan also stood up.

Xiu Wudao suddenly smiled and said: "Zilai Prefecture Dayan Dynasty, the temple is wanted, Xiu Wudao." I have a friend whose surname is Ye Mingfan!"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Zilai Prefecture Red Leaf Country, mud legs, Ye Fan! I know a first-tier division in the world, called Xiu Wudao. ”

In the dark, there seems to be a breath of traction.