The big hands in the air, the whole body is crystal clear, lingering in the endless holiness of the sky, and the majesty is incomparable.

With a horizontal palm, Jun Yi was shocked and suffocated.

Looking at the ruthlessly falling big hand, Jun Yi felt as if he was facing the entire Tianwei, as if the endless Heavenly Dao was going to suppress it, ruthlessly erase it, and overturn the provocative anger.

"Huh?"

Jun Yi hummed lightly in his mouth, his eyes suddenly showed a vast golden glow, the blood gold emperor's crown was crowned on the top of his head, and the blood-patterned dragon robe condensed and majestic feathers were draped on his body, showing the majesty of the emperor.

"I am the Honor of All Spirits, the Emperor of All Beings, presumptuous!"

In a word, Jun Yi's body was filled with golden mang, and there was an endless golden mist manifestation frenzy behind him, condensing countless mountains and rivers, falling on the emperor's seal, lying behind him.

The majesty of mountains and rivers is immense.

Subsequently, Jun Yi turned his hand into a seal, suppressed the empty hand, and suppressed it into nothingness.

"Zheng..."

The big hand erased it for a moment, and the crystal turned into a little brilliance, floating in the void, and the strange alternating arrangement seemed to have a will from it, and then returned to calm.

"In the firmament... Anyone?"

Seeing this, Jun Yi's heart trembled, and he was inexplicably a little frightened.

Not only that, but the power of a moment quietly erased the endless mountains and rivers behind Jun Yi, and even the blood-patterned imperial crown on Guansheng's head, the dragon robe and feathers, quickly faded away.

Thousands of years have passed, and countless long times have passed, Jun Yi no longer knows when he has left his fear behind, and he has long known what panic is.

But today, this feeling of panic is uncontrollably rising from the bottom of my heart.

Even if it is Jun Yi's strongest reliance today, the Respect of Ten Thousand Beings, the Emperor Jade Seal, cannot match it, just one battle, there is a huge gap in the level, which cannot be compared.

"Hum..."

The sky trembled slightly, and the vast smoke clouds of fairy rhyme were inexplicably surging, entangled and intertwined with a strange charm, manifesting one after another flashing with holy brilliance.

Outline countless pavilions, fairy pond temples.

A glimpse, like a dream.

The fairy rhyme in Jun Yi's eyes fluctuated, and there was a faint trance, and his eyes seemed to run through the smoke and clouds, and he saw a corner inside.

In that ethereal fairy rhyme, there is a pure white stream, on which floats the lotus flowers that fall from the white crane, accompanied by bursts of leisurely meaning, deep into the smoke clouds, and then disappear.

No matter how deep his eyes were, Jun Yi actually saw a huge silhouette, like a giant in the sky, sitting silently in the sky, making countless lotus flowers surround him.

Immediately afterwards, the lotus petals fell, floated to the phantom, and fit in.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the ethereal fairy rhyme trembled holy, as if the figure sitting down was aware, slowly opened his eyes, looked indifferently, and condensed a gaze that seemed to be straight at Jun Yi.

As far as the eye can see, the lotus flowers floating in the pure white river all crumble silently, and they are very poignant and scattered in the air, scattered and lightly rolled.

The power of one eye, like a sword that kills life, is like a fierce sword, and it is like a demon, harvesting life.

Just one glance actually made Jun Yi stand on the spot, as if there was an invisible prison, trapping him in it, unable to struggle, waiting for death to come.

"Are you going to die?"

The corners of Jun Yi's mouth hooked slightly, but he smiled coldly.

"Hum..."

In an instant, there was thunder intertwined behind it, outlining a figure with thunder in his eyes, his eyes like a holy man, and his hair stranded

Changyang, the muffled sound on the clothes rolled up in the wind, it was the holy phase of heavenly punishment.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the eyes of the Heavenly Punishment Saint burst into thunder, and then he raised his big hand, and with a sweep, he actually held the gaze of the figure of the sky in his hand.

That gaze, which was as vast as a sharp sword, suddenly changed, and then suddenly twisted into a thunder snake, quietly burrowing into the palm of the Heavenly Punishment Saint.

"Hum..."

The moment the thunder snake entered the body, a chaotic aura came out of the body of the Heavenly Punishment Saint, but it was a little stronger than just now.

Immediately after, almost uncontrollable, the Heavenly Punishment Saint Appearance quietly shook, turned into a large piece of pure white light, disappeared behind Jun Yi, and returned to the dantian.

At the same time, the phantom figure in the sky that seemed to be hanging down its eyes also closed its eyes again, causing the sky to fall into the calm of the past.

Countless scenes of pure white intertwined and outlined quietly dispersed.

Together with the pavilions and pavilions of fairy rhyme, the temples of Xianchi, they are all like a dream bubble, and the illusion disappears, as if nothing has appeared.

At the same time below, the dark tide in the ghost tomb surged, and the black mist rose and fell, covering the huge brownish-yellow ball that appeared strangely.

Heaven punishes the ghost tomb, quiet and quiet.

Only Jun Yi stood on the sky alone, with his black hair blowing in the gentle breeze, dusty and warm, as if a peerless jade exuded an infiltrating brilliance.

Jun Yi's warm eyes took a deep look at the sky, which was the place where the vision that had just loomed dissipated.

"Whew..."

The breeze was continuous, and a faint brilliance floated out from the clouds of fairy rhyme in the sky above, descended from the sky, and slowly fell in front of Jun Yi.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand, and Jun Yi let it fall in the palm of his hand.

Looking down, it was a small lotus petal, lying quietly, as if it had been torn apart by something, and only a small half was left.

The touch is soft and delicate, delicate and tender, Jun Yi just let it sit quietly, and then he felt calm, and the mood fluctuations just now completely dissipated.

Not only that, Jun Yi still had a slight sense of transparency in his heart, which came out spontaneously, as if he had suddenly figured out something, and his mind suddenly became clear.

Turning his hand slightly, Jun Yi held the small half lotus in the palm of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he didn't stay any longer, nor did he glance at the ghost tomb below, he suddenly turned around and disappeared into the sky, like a breeze, coming and going freely.

In the dantian in the body, the Heavenly Punishment Holy Appearance stood quietly, and the Heavenly Punishment Holy Child sat in front of him.

Both of them have pure white thunder rivers flowing slowly, and then intertwined with each other, endlessly, exuding extremely compelling majesty, majestic like a tide.

It's just that at this moment, such a terrifying power is even more powerful than before, especially after the big hand is dispersed, the thunder snake that has not entered the body repeatedly flows, which makes people feel a palpitation.

Previously, the Angry Blood Tyrant and the Netherworld Ghost were only slightly avoided.

Now it is like the Heavenly Punishment Saint, causing the Angry Blood Tyrant and the Netherworld Ghost Infant to come out together, sitting in front of their respective fateful phases, entangled with each other, and bursts of power are transmitted.

At this moment, they seemed to be dissatisfied with the domineering behavior of the Heavenly Punishment Saint, and they were actually competing with him, not giving an inch.

Not only that, but around these two martial babies, there is even a thing in each of them, which is constantly circulating, and it is the emperor's seal and the barren ruler.

In a short period of time, the holy white mang, the blood gold of the eyes, and the brown and yellow of the forest, three different colors, are actually three

Divide the world, each maintaining its own territory.

"Hum..."

The dantian in his body trembled slightly, and a figure appeared, staring at the scene in front of him, it was Jun Yi's mind that had just disappeared from the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Tomb.

"The Heavenly Punishment Saint Phase, which had been silent in the past, seems to have been awakened. ”

Jun Yi frowned slightly, carefully watching the changes between the three, countless thoughts flashed in his heart, but these thoughts were all vetoed by him one by one, and none of them were similar to what he saw in front of him.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, just when he had no clue in his heart, his eyes inadvertently glanced at him, but it made him see a slight difference.

Jun Yi stared again, but he didn't notice anything.

The place where the three kinds of brilliance are intertwined is still the same, as if the weird feeling just now is just an illusion born of his own distraction.

"No, it's not. ”

It's just that as soon as this idea arose, it was directly rejected by Jun Yi.

Martial artists, especially powerful martial artists, have long passed the time of suspicion, not that they believe in their senses very much, and this so-called illusion explains the problem at all.

In the eyes of the martial artist, illusion is the crux of the problem, and when any unusual place is felt in the heart, and strange feelings are born, there is really a problem and cannot be ignored.

Naturally, Junyi is even more so.

Gazing at the observation, Jun Yi looked at the intersection of the three little by little, but there was still no difference, as if the illusion just now really existed.

"Could it be that you're ignoring something?"

Jun Yi was puzzled, and looked at it seriously again, not letting go of any inch.

"Huh?"

Finally, a trace of subtlety was finally discovered by him.

I saw that the three colors were intertwined, and the well water did not interfere with the river water, which was completely different.

But now, at the intersection of the three, there is a trace of color, which is almost indistinguishable with the naked eye, and it is actually you and me, and I have you, and there are two colors at the same time.

The staggering of colors may just be an accident, and there is no need to care.

It's just that what Jun Yi cares about is that not only the color, but also the mixed breath on it has also begun to converge, and it is impressive that two of the three phases of life are blended in pairs.

"What's going on?"

Jun Yi was puzzled and couldn't help but be vigilant.

Thinking that at the beginning, when the three martial babies coexisted as one, they tossed him half to death, and now they are still merging in pairs, how can they not make him vigilant in his heart?

However, what made Jun Yi's heart relax was that fortunately, their integration was only a little worthwhile, and it was not enough to affect the balance, or even calm down.

"Whew..."

But just when Jun Yi was rejoicing in his heart, there was a strange breeze that suddenly rose, and it actually condensed a wave of qi and drilled into Jun Yi's big hand.

The peach blossom petals that he was holding were blown out, and slowly drifted towards the dantian.

The strange wind and abrupt scene made Jun Yi not react, and when he saw it, the peach blossom petals had actually fallen in the dantian, which happened to be printed on the forehead of the Heavenly Punishment Saint.

"Hum..."

Trembling for a moment, the Heavenly Punishment Saint seemed to be frozen by the peach blossoms, making the strong power that overflowed on it quickly converged, but it felt a little like luring a wolf into the room.

made the angry blood tyrant and the underworld ghost surging in an instant.