Jun Yi stood quietly, his eyes gently closed, and he was realizing the subtlety of the fight.

On his side, Lan Jinxuan and the Nine Waves Salamander stood on both sides of him, one on the left and one on the right, acting as his protectors, staring at the light curtain in front of him with vigilant faces.

It was an ordinary light curtain, but at this moment, the three of them were standing in front of the light curtain, but it was not as Jun Yi had just seen, and it was not empty.

In the light curtain, there is a shrunken chessboard, floating and hovering in it.

Obviously, the weirdness that envelops the entire island makes the three of Jun Yi included, and the source of the use of chess pieces is here.

And there's more to this light curtain than that.

On the chessboard, there is also an old man in black, sitting quietly with an illusory figure.

He looked old, but there were not many wrinkles on his face, just a heavy twilight all over his body, and a strong sense of vicissitudes in his eyes, as if with some ancient taste.

Looking at the old man, it is like watching the changes of the years, as if he has inadvertently experienced the vicissitudes of life.

Lan Jinxuan and the Nine Waves Salamander didn't dare to be careless, but they didn't dare to make a rash move.

The old man is in such a state, obviously he has encountered a problem, but even so, it is not an existence that they can deal with, and they are afraid of disturbing Jun Yi's understanding.

And the old man obviously didn't mean to make a move, or he couldn't make a move.

He just looked at Jun Yi with interest, as if he was looking at a piece of rare jade, and his eyes were burning.

In this way, a stalemate ensued.

"This boxing method is subtle, simple and extraordinary. ”

Jun Yi carefully comprehended Fang Cai's boxing technique, and the whole person was immersed in it, and he was so intoxicated that he completely forgot the situation of the three of them.

The more he watched, the more he felt the vastness.

Like the sea, sometimes plain, sometimes turbulent, mysterious and magnificent.

"Boom!"

One punch out, all souls are subdued, mountains and rivers are broken, and the stars fall.

The white figure in Jun Yi's eyes made a mediocre punch, as if crushing everything and dissolving heaven and earth.

Just like dozens of times before, after the white figure finished punching, it turned into countless white points of light and submerged into Jun Yi's body.

In an instant, it seemed that a new door was opened in front of Jun Yi's eyes, allowing him to touch the extraordinary and see the incomparable vastness.

It was a sight he had never imagined.

There was nothing in front of him, but it seemed to contain supreme mystery, and a breeze in it made him unpredictable, not even touchable, and unable to hold it.

"Hum..."

At this time, in front of Jun Yi's eyes, a faint light suddenly lit up.

It was just for a moment, but it caught his eye.

There seemed to be some tempting presence there, which made him feel strangely close, and he couldn't help but want to get closer, wanting to widen his eyes and take the light in his eyes.

There seems to be spirituality here.

As Jun Yi's obsession deepened, the light in his eyes gradually narrowed.

"Boom!"

For a moment, it was incomparably bright, but when his pupils peeked into it, it turned into an endless gray and dark world.

Barren, lonely, dead, cold...

It was as if it were synonymous with desolation, and that all the bleak sights anyone could think of were vividly expressed here, and nothing else.

Jun Yi was in the middle of it and walked slowly through.

He was like a traveler, calmly watching his surroundings, strolling around without any discomfort.

Different from the desolation here, Jun Yi's face has a warm smile, and the steps under his feet have begun to become lighter, as if he is a wanderer who has been away from home for many years and has returned to his hometown.

The strong homesickness made him unable to help himself.

He followed his instincts, and walked almost all the barren places he could see, and the intimacy in his heart also became more and more excited.

It seems that there are countless little people, singing and dancing in his heart, and there are constantly laughter in his ears, infecting his emotions.

The look on his face was also filled with pleasure.

After a while, his footsteps finally stopped.

There is nothing here, but Jun Yi feels indescribable kindness here, and even he can't help but merge with the earth.

"Hum..."

At this time, Jun Yi's body trembled slightly, and the power in his body that he couldn't touch began to return violently in the surging frenzy.

Before Jun Yi could understand the reason, he felt that he was raised in the dantian, and he trembled with joy.

Then, without his influence, he rushed straight out of his body.

The ruler is constantly hovering in the air, sometimes rushing to the sky, sometimes roaming close to the ground, like a playful child, expressing his inner joy.

Not long after, the barren ruler flipped and fell in front of Jun Yi, and after a few laps around him, he stood firmly not far in front of him.

Under Jun Yi's curious gaze, the barren ruler was suddenly shocked.

"Boom"

The breath of endless cold silence overflowed, as if the beast that had been sleeping since the flood had awakened and spread endless desolation towards the entire land.

The light above the barren ruler was great, and then it began to grow larger.

In just a few breaths, it turned into a stone monument as high as a thousand feet, which pressed heavily on the ground, deeply embedded in it, and became a piece of desolation.

Jun Yi watched this scene quietly, feeling at ease.

I don't know why, he always feels that today's barren ruler is the real barren ruler, and after connecting with the earth, it has a more natural feeling, which is extraordinary and mysterious.

On the stone tablet turned into a barren ruler, there are strange ripples slowly swaying.

At the same time, all the half-dead yellow weeds here seemed to have been injected with new life, standing upright, like thousands of scholars, pilgrimage to the stone monument of their own faith, as if they had to bow deeply.

As thousands of dead grass bent down, a faint brownish yellow light floated up, converging towards the stone monument, and gradually merging into one.

The stone tablet turned into a barren ruler gave Jun Yi a feeling that it became more and more barren, and the breath became more and more heavy.

It was as if he was wrapped in the earth and penetrated deep into his center.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, the stele's brilliance shone brightly, as if looking in a mirror, and the appearance of Jun Yi appeared.

His heart was moving slightly, and his mind was clear.

"The time has come. ”

A smile appeared on Jun Yi's face, and the Netherworld Ghost Body stepped out of his body, stopping and standing beside him.

The Yin Ghost raised his head, looked at the stone tablet that seemed to have no end, and then turned to look at Jun Yi, bowed deeply to him, and then walked into the stone tablet.

Immediately afterwards, the Yin Ghost Infant also emerged from Jun Yi's body.

Like a ghost body, he bowed to Jun Yi with a smile, and then calmly walked towards the stone tablet.

As Wu Ying's pace fell, his figure began to rise, and he gradually became no different from a normal person, and he also walked into the monument in front of him.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sky above the stele surged up violently, turning into a huge whirlpool, constantly circulating, and there was a breath of desolation in it, which continued to sink into the stele.

Jun Yi looked at the reflection on the stone tablet in front of him, and after the clone and Wu Ying walked into it, they became the two of them.

With the infusion of breath, it seems to be an opportunity to infuse the two, so that the two begin to merge.

At the same time, the aura in Jun Yi's body also began to slowly rise.

......

"Boom!"

In the sky above the island, when Lan Jinxuan and the Nine Waves Salamander were vigilantly staring at the old man, there was suddenly a dull roar, which filled the air, and it was endless.

The three of them looked up in unison, and they saw that under the dark night, countless thunder snakes had emerged, devouring each other and accumulating, gradually becoming oppressive and terrifying.

"Apocalypse?"

Lan Jinxuan's beautiful eyes were stunned, and she turned her head to look at it suddenly.

"Hum..."

Almost at the same time, Jun Yi, who was standing silently, had a terrifying aura rising sharply, instantly breaking the shackles and barriers of the early stage of Wuzun and entering the realm of the middle stage of Wuzun.

"Childe is about to break through!"

Lan Jinxuan was awakened by coercion, and a smile appeared on her face, but then she was replaced by vigilance, staring at the old man in the light curtain, for fear that he would make a move.

At this time, Jun Yi opened his eyes.

An indescribable sense of desolation, accompanied by the vicissitudes of life that has penetrated countless years, spreads.

In just a few breaths, he seemed to have experienced countless years, and the oppressive aura made it difficult for people to breathe, and became extremely terrifying, far beyond ordinary martial artists in the middle stage of Wuzun.

"Tapp..."

He took a step and climbed the stairs out of thin air, and actually took the initiative to meet the catastrophe.

"Click!"

It seemed that Jun Yi's step made the Heavenly Tribulation provoked, and a thunderbolt immediately descended, heading straight towards his head, and the destruction was very cold.

"That's it?"

Jun Yi shook his head, then raised his hand and clenched his fist, and blasted out against the Heavenly Tribulation.

Suddenly, the thunder dissipated.

"Not enough!"

Jun Yi raised his eyes and took another step.

As if it were a rule, in the dark night, a thunderbolt fell again, and the strong aura was not comparable to the thunder of Fang Cai.

It's just that, it was still broken by Jun Yi's punch.

"It's not enough. ”

Jun Yi stepped forward again, meeting the thunder falling from the air, he was actually using the Heavenly Tribulation to wash his body, so that he could adapt to the current realm in the fastest time.

Xu is change of the barren ruler, and the endless barren aura poured into Jun Yi's body, making his physical body extremely terrifying, as strong as the earth.

Therefore, he had to quench his flesh and remove the superfluous impurities.

After a few steps, Jun Yi shot out again and again, crushing the thunder in the air, so that all the thunder that was shaken away poured into his body, and he kept hitting his body.

After more than a dozen times, Jun Yi's whole person was shrouded in purple thunder, like a god appearing in the world, descending from the immortals, and the breath was long.

He clenched his fists, and felt that his body had become a little stronger, less vain than he had just been.

But in this way, he was still not satisfied, because these barren breaths that poured into the meridians and blood had not been completely removed.

Jun Yi continued to walk, and several more thunderbolts fell.

After a full eighteen thunderbolts, the darkness in the night was a little duller, and the black clouds that filled the sky above gradually dispersed, revealing the stars behind them.

Jun Yi stepped into the air and stood up, the vicissitudes in his eyes were all dissipated, but full of radiance, as if even the stars in the entire night sky could be accommodated.

He clenched his fists, and a heavy breath escaped from him.

Jun Yi even had a feeling that as long as he threw a punch, the void would let out a piercing scream because it was unbearable.

This blow is enough to defeat the martial artists of the late stage of Wuzun, even if it is a martial artist in the early stage of Hongzun, it may not be impossible to shake it head-on.

If he was allowed to fight with Yu Jincheng at this time, it would be much easier.

At the same time, he remembered the scene he had seen when he broke through, and he couldn't help but have some doubts and curiosity in his heart, not knowing what was there.

But he also understands that now is not the time to think deeply.

He looked down and saw that he was facing the old man sitting cross-legged in the light curtain, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold.