The white is surging, and the waves are piling up.

A picture scroll is spread horizontally, showing in front of Jun Yi is an ethereal and magnificent world.

The wind is rolling and the clouds are soothing, and there is a hidden Sendai pavilion falling in it, and the fairy grass and strange trees growing around spread their waists, and they are actually hanging down for nine days, hanging upside down in the sky, dancing in the haze.

Here, there are white cranes flapping their wings, the red on the top of their heads slashing through the streamer, there are flocks of bees and butterflies, with five-color brilliance flashing and swimming, and even in the blur, there are graceful postures, and the fairy who is haunted by the practice is hiding her face and smiling, and disappears in a flash.

"This..."

Seeing this, Jun Yi's pupils condensed slightly, and his heart trembled suddenly, only to see what he saw in his eyes was completely frozen, quietly unfolding in the open air.

"Doesn't that sound familiar?"

At this time, a smile appeared on the indifferent face of the Heavenly Punishment Saint.

"Hum..."

At the same time, the ethereal scene behind it trembled slightly.

The presence revealed on it was like a water-soaked picture scroll, causing the thick ink to become faint, gradually beginning to fade its color and flow downward, all of which were involved in the body of the Heavenly Punishment Saint.

"The firmament in the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Tomb?"

Jun Yi forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and stared at the Heavenly Punishment Saint who was gathering the brilliance behind him: "Who are you? What does it have to do with the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Tomb? What is the Heavenly Punishment Forbidden Scroll?"

Hearing this, the smile on the face of the Heavenly Punishment Saint became more and more intense, and his face was faintly comfortable: "Heaven does not give birth to two, and I am one." ”

"With me present, you don't need them at all. ”

As soon as the words came out, the Heavenly Punishment Saint Xiang stretched out his hand violently, pulling the pale white light that was falling from his back, condensing a big hand, and indifferently grabbing it towards the fate in front of Jun Yi.

The frenzy surging between the heavy grips of the big hands set off bursts of trembling, as if the space was distorted, as if it was unbearable, and wanted to burst.

"Humph!"

The fate suddenly turned sideways, his eyes narrowed slightly, without fear, nor flinching, he shot blatantly, and the haunting violent thunder palm pushed and suppressed.

"Boom!"

The two collided, Jun Yi's ears hissed and exploded, and the wind and waves pulled at his shirt and clinged to his body, but it failed to make him move a bit.

"Learn now?"

The Heavenly Punishment Saint's face was indifferent, and there was a thick sarcasm in his words: "You think that the thunder in your palm, who gave it to you? It's really ridiculous!"

"Boom!"

As he spoke, the Heavenly Punishment Saint's big hand clenched violently, and he pushed fiercely towards the thunder hand in front of him, which caused the thunder on it to become restless, and suddenly exploded uncontrollably.

With a successful blow, the Heavenly Punishment Saint was merciless, and he chased after him relentlessly, making the big fist turn into a claw, and he was ruthless towards his fate: "I said, as long as I exist, it will be enough." ”

The complexion of the fate changed slightly, and the scene in his eyes was also treacherous.

I saw a glimpse of crimson, a monstrous tide of blood, a gray and cold look, full of desolation and dead silence, and then the two-colored pupils flashed, flowing with a strange brilliance, devouring the body of the life phase.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there were fist palm prints, wrapped in crimson gray Shen angrily gushed out, colliding violently with the falling giant claws.

After a momentary stalemate, the three attacks broke apart one after another.

In front of Jun Yi, the life phase bathed in the two-color brilliance flashed slightly, and then split into two from the middle, turning into two figures, standing indifferently.

It is the angry blood tyrant and the ghost of the underworld.

"Oh, manifest ontology?"

Not far away, the Heavenly Punishment Saint said coldly, and did not take the two into his eyes at all in his indifferent words: "What can you do if you are just two spiritual beings?"

"Boom..."

As the words of the Heavenly Punishment Saint came out, the Angry Blood Tyrant took a step forward.

On the palm of the hand, the imperial seal with the golden mangs lingering slightly appeared, making the emperor's crown crowned, and the dragon shadow pattern of teeth and claws on the clothes was even more vivid under the swing of the wide feathers.

"Hum..."

At the same time, the dark ghost on his side was also surging around him.

I saw that his big hand was clenched in the air, and there were nine dark black rays, flickering strangely, neatly arranged from top to bottom, and then condensed into a barren ruler.

Immediately after, the wisps of black mist overflowed, circulating slightly on the barren ruler, and then condensed a cold-eyed black dragon with teeth and claws, entrenched on his waist, revealing his sharp fangs, staring at the Heavenly Punishment Saint.

"Humph!"

The two manifested for a moment, and their cold eyes flashed in unison.

or cause the sea of blood to overturn and fall, turn into blood-colored mountains and suppress the Quartet, or make the desolation and loneliness spread, driving the black dragon to roar into the air, spit out a mouthful of dragon breath, and tear apart the eight desolations.

"Presumptuous!"

The Heavenly Punishment Saint Xiang shouted angrily with cold eyes, and there was a hideous appearance in his pupils, pulling the long river hanging upside down behind him, as if he was training, rolling up the wind and clouds, overturning and colliding.

For a while, it was like the mountains crumbling, the long river bursting, and the entire white world fell into chaos in the power of this collision.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, Jun Yi stepped forward violently, holding up the imperial seal from the palm of the angry blood tyrant with one hand, and retrieving the desolate ruler from the hand of the Yin and Ghost Phases with the other, and approached the Heavenly Punishment Saint Phase.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing this, the Heavenly Punishment Saint who was in a state of stalemate immediately shouted.

But this look, but there is some stubble, filled with hideous pupils, there is even more panic, he wants to stop Jun Yi from approaching, but he is restrained by the angry blood tyrant and the ghost of the underworld, and he can't free his hand. fervor

"What are you afraid of?"

Jun Yi pressed forward step by step, and the golden mangs of the emperor's seal in his palm burst out, manifesting thousands of mountains and rivers in the sky, and the barren ruler gradually became cold and lonely, and a rolling dark tide gushed out under his feet.

His gaze staring at the Heavenly Punishment Saint seemed to be able to penetrate his heart, and his words broke the barrier: "Or, are you afraid that I will peep through your disguise?"

"You, you don't want to talk nonsense!"

The pupils of the Heavenly Punishment Saint condensed, and his complexion stiffened for a moment, but he quickly recovered, and compromised: "Since you don't want me to exist alone, then I'll take a step back from your face and coexist with them, how about it?"

As he spoke, the Heavenly Punishment Saint did not forget to add: "This is already my bottom line!"

"But you've touched my bottom line!"

Jun Yi said a word, and the imperial seal in his palm shook, and thousands of mountains and rivers were violently suppressed, and the surging cold and silent dark tide was like a black dragon, and it was fiercely entangled.

The mountains and rivers suppressed, and the dark tide distorted, tearing the Heavenly Punishment Holy Picture on the spot, turning into pale white brilliance.

However, at this moment of brilliance, it was covered by the dazzling crimson that emerged, filled with a thick demonic breath, and a cold resentment.

"Want to run?"

Jun Yi's pupils were cold, and he held up the emperor's seal, so that under the suppression of mountains and rivers, the dust raised turned into shrunken mountains, shattering these red points of light and annihilating them on the spot.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, under the suppression of these mountains, a pale white brilliance emerged, but compared with the brilliance that radiated just now, it was more pure and white.

Seeing this, Jun Yi raised his eyebrows, and then with a big hand, the mountains disappeared, the long river traced, and the undercurrent black tide dissipated.

Let the Emperor Seal and the Wild Ruler also return to the hands of the Angry Blood Tyrant and the Yin Ghost Phase, respectively.

The three pairs of eyes stared ahead, all shrouded in the scattered pale white light, watching them converge little by little, and then condense into a ball of light no larger than the size of a baby.

Jun Yi stretched out his hand and gently held up the ball of light, which also allowed the lingering brilliance on it to dissipate, revealing the true face inside, but it was an infiltrated white crystal.

There are many edges distributed on this crystal, but because the edges are too small, the whole thing looks like a ball.

"Catch me..."

At this time, there was an ethereal voice, which suddenly sounded in Jun Yi's ears: "Catch me, catch me..."

Listening to this repeated voice, Jun Yi's heart actually gave birth to an impulse, as if something was driving him to follow the instructions of the voice.

After a little hesitation, Jun Yi was sure in his heart, so he directly clenched the white crystal in his palm.

In an instant, a warm white light burst out, and suddenly exploded in Jun Yi's pupils, directly filling his sight, and as far as the eye could see, only a white expanse remained.

Although the world where he was just now was also the same white, it was not as pure and ethereal as it was, and this hazy feeling made him feel that he was stepping on the clouds.

"Whew..."

A breeze blew, swaying Jun Yi's long hair hanging down, and also lifted the purity in front of him, causing a series of immortal pavilions to appear in front of him.

Around it, there are also strange flowers and plants blooming, and there are even trees stretching their waists, hanging down long branches and leaves, which are actually the same as the sky above the Heavenly Punishment Ghost Tomb.

Not only that, Jun Yi also saw the palace looming in the depths, magnificent and majestic.

Jun Yi was stunned, and felt that the wind and waves around him suddenly accelerated, making his body stagnate, and subconsciously looked around, only to find that he was actually standing on the back of a white crane, and was being carried through the clouds and mist, deep into it.

Jun Yi's heart was full of puzzlement, but he didn't feel any danger, so he chose to come and be safe, and let the white crane take him to flap his wings and swim.

After a while, the white crane leaned over and glided, gradually approaching the magnificent palace he had seen for the first time, and then gently lowered him, and flapped his wings away again, hiding in the clouds.

Jun Yi raised his head and looked at the top of the palace gate through the thin clouds, only to find that there was no word on the plaque, just a wordless card.

"Not bad. ”

At this time, the clouds and mist rose and fell, gradually dissipating, revealing the palace hidden in the clouds and mist, and the figure standing in front of the palace gate talking, which made Jun Yi stunned.

Without him, just because of this, he is a saint of heavenly punishment.

"Why are you here?"

Jun Yi's expression was calm, he didn't show any strange expression on his face, and he didn't have any doubts in his heart, and he looked a little surprised.

Perhaps because he had just seen the fake Heavenly Punishment Saint Phase, when Jun Yi saw the figure in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little intimate, as if they were connected by blood.

This completely different, yet down-to-earth feeling made him have no doubts.

Hearing this, the Heavenly Punishment Saint smiled lightly, causing a little affinity to emerge on his majestic face: "Naturally, I want to take back what belongs to me." ”

"Something of your own?"

Jun Yi was puzzled, and he didn't know the meaning of what the Holy Ministers were saying during the day.

The Heavenly Punishment Saint nodded, as if to explain, but also a little meaningful: "Yes, and let me return to a complete state." ”

"Otherwise, you'll be beaten by the two of them. ”

Listening to the meaning of the words of the Heavenly Punishment Saint, Jun Yi understood in his heart that he must be referring to the Angry Blood Tyrant and the Yin and Netherworld Ghost Phase, thinking that he was still in a weak position when the three were fused, and he had some knots in his heart.

As he spoke, the Heavenly Punishment Saint took a deep look at Jun Yi, then slowly turned around, stretched out a hand, pressed it on the gate of the palace, and then pushed it away with a slight force.

"Click, click..."

With the sound of a heavy door opening, a warm white light flowed out of it, enveloping the scene inside, and disappeared into Jun Yi's eyes.

In an instant, there was a sharp edge rushing to his face, and the endless majesty made Jun Yi feel cold all over his body, and the whole person stiffened in place, staring at him in shock.

There, there seemed to be a pair of majestic eyes, slowly opening.

Like a god, he looks down on mortals.