With the holiness of the Heavenly Punishment Saint, there was an abrupt retreat.

collided with each other, the angry blood tyrant who held his position, and the ghost of the underworld, but for a while, they lost the object of resistance.

The two were filled with completely different ferocity, like a flood that burst the embankment, surging towards the place where the Heavenly Punishment Divine Manifestation was, as if it was about to swallow it completely.

Seeing this, Jun Yi frowned, and couldn't help but have some bad premonitions in his heart.

It's just that before he can make a hasty move, he is a mutant.

"Hum..."

In an instant, the mighty, endless and ethereal immortal rhyme slowly emerged from the body of the Heavenly Punishment Saint, surging towards the four directions, like water waves, rippling layer upon layer.

It's just that the fairy rhyme fluctuates, but when it is close to the angry blood tyrant and the ghost of the underworld, it turns into a monstrous wave, as if it slaps the reef in the sea, and falls fiercely.

Almost instantly, the endless holy immortal rhyme directly engulfed the two fateful phases.

Not only that, but even the ferocity that overflowed from the two of them disappeared in this immortal wave and turned into nothingness.

The entire dantian was completely turned into a white expanse, and all of them were occupied by the immortal rhyme in the body of the Heavenly Punishment Saint.

"It's... Not good!"

Jun Yi's face changed, and he could no longer calm down.

Fate, Wu Ying, is the foundation of his cultivation so far, the origin of all means.

If the Angry Blood Tyrant and the Yin Ghost Phase, as well as their respective Martial Infants, were completely swallowed by the Heavenly Punishment Saint Phase, even if Jun Yi would not be completely cultivated and become a dead dog like Xi Xiong, at least his strength would be greatly reduced.

As soon as he thought of this, Jun Yi no longer hesitated, and stepped out, wanting to push back these endless immortal rhymes that poured out of the body of the Heavenly Punishment Saint.

"Boom!"

It's just that before he could make a move, he saw a powerful shock in the dantian, and a dazzling golden light gushed out, rushing to the sky, and opening up the endless immortal rhyme above.

In the golden mang, the scene is distorted, but it can still be seen that there are thousands of mountains and rivers coming out.

Above it, there was a phantom no more than the size of a palm, sitting quietly cross-legged, closing its eyes peacefully, and it was the Angry Blood Tyrant.

At the same time, not far from the golden mang, a large cloud of thick white fairy smoke and smoke strangely began to lose its color, and it was still pure white, but there was a feeling of decay and withering, as if the essence had passed.

"Whew..."

The strange breeze blew, and I saw that the thick white fairy rhyme was like a dry cracked and sandy rock, shattered into a little debris, and slowly dissipated.

With the disappearance of the thick white fairy rhyme, it also revealed the Yin Ghost Infant sitting cross-legged below, as well as the rich and barren barren ruler overflowing in front of him.

The two came out again, and there was even more supreme power to suppress each other, as if they were angered by the Heavenly Punishment Saint, and there was no politeness at all.

For a while, the three began to stalemate again.

Especially after the peach blossom fell into the body of the Heavenly Punishment Saint, the holiness that overflowed from his body was enough to rival the angry blood tyrant who sat on the emperor's seal, and the yin and ghost appearance that was cultivated by the desolate ruler.

"And so it was..."

At this time, Jun Yi's eyes were fixed, and the intersection of the three was engraved in his eyes, and the original unbelievable mysteries and premonitions in his heart turned into the truth at this moment.

I saw that the three of them were deadlocked, each not giving in to each other, but it was the place where they each touched brought a little taste of each other.

And as this contest progresses

Okay, the smell of each other in each of them becomes stronger and stronger, and it almost becomes a little inseparable.

Although the change is subtle and slow, it is real.

The most important thing is that the strong power that overflows from the staggered place of the two is actually much stronger than the strong power in their respective bodies, and with the fusion of their two pairs, this strange aura is still rising.

"Is this my Martial Sect path?"

Jun Yi felt something in his heart, and it was at this moment that he suddenly realized and gradually understood.

Unlike all martial artists, people in the world can only have one fate, and each corresponding martial artist, but Jun Yi has two more of each.

It is precisely because of these two extra ones that Jun Yi made a breakthrough when he broke through the peak of the Martial Sect at the beginning, and he suffered a lot of life and made huge risks to complete the breakthrough.

In this way, there is a column that breaks through the Martial Sect Realm and steps into the peak of the Heavenly Domain.

But the problem that followed was also in front of him, that is, how to continue to break through in the Martial Sect Realm.

The Martial Sect Realm of ordinary martial artists only needs to continue to condense the Martial Infant and raise it to be strong enough, and even reach the strength of the deity seventy percent outside the body, which is the peak of the Martial Sect.

But Jun Yi is completely different, his own martial arts are already strong enough.

If it was before, maybe he was really like other martial artists, and he needed to condense and improve the three martial infants, one by one, to reach the corresponding realm, and then he broke through.

But now, the Raging Blood Tyrant has the Emperor's Seal, the Yin Ghost Infant has the Desolate Ruler, and even the last Heavenly Punishment Holy Infant who Jun Yi didn't care too much about has become terrifying after absorbing a large amount of thunder.

These three martial infants, not to mention reaching seventy percent of the strength of the deity, I am afraid that they have now surpassed it and reached eighty percent, far better than the goal.

At the same time, this is also the reason why Jun Yi's ability is against the powerhouses of the late stage of the Martial Sect.

But even so, he was still in the early stage of the Martial Sect, without any intention of breaking through, and even he couldn't find a direction in his own hard thinking.

In this way, Jun Yi didn't pay much attention to it, and only thought about destroying the Yue Sword Sect, as for the breakthrough, he could also slowly try to explore it later, and he was not in a hurry.

But he didn't expect that this mysterious hint of the ghost tomb made him take the liberty of probe, and he accidentally spied on his way to break through in the Martial Sect Realm.

It was a real surprise.

As soon as he thought of this, Jun Yi no longer hesitated, and directly dispersed his mind, no longer paying attention to his gaze.

At the same time, the powerful power of the limbs and hundreds of bones in the body surged up, slowly pressing towards the dantian, just to exert external force, in order to try to break through the middle stage of the martial sect.

After all, the decisive battle with the Yue Sword Sect is imminent, and one more point of breakthrough is also the danger of one point less.

Having found the direction of the breakthrough by mistake, Jun Yi was no longer in a hurry, and completely calmed down, carefully understanding the changes in it, and slowly advancing the speed of the breakthrough.

With the passage of time, Jun Yi's sitting is three days.

In the past three days, the aura in Jun Yi's body has become more and more powerful, and it has begun to approach the middle stage of the Martial Sect, and it is almost one step away from being completed.

But it was this step, like a moat, that cut off the way for Jun Yi to break through, making it impossible for him to take a step.

Jun Yi was unwilling, and then tried for five days, but the impact and pressure did not loosen the barrier at all, and it was still strong and terrible.

"Whew..."

Jun Yi is calm

sighed, five days of attempts were fruitless, so that he looked helpless, and the initial excitement in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work?"

With a helpless word, Jun Yi sank down again and entered the dantian in his body.

At this moment, Junyi's dantian is no longer the same as it once was, but you have me, I have you, and they are integrated with each other.

For example, the Angry Blood Tyrant, in his body, now not only has the domineering power of sitting on the emperor's seal, but also the barren and cold silence of the barren ruler containing the Yin and Netherworld Ghost Infant, and the holiness and majesty in the body of the Heavenly Punishment Holy Child.

Almost let him have one, and he has the breath of the other two.

Of course, the will of this angry blood tyrant still belongs to him, after all, he has the vast majority of the emperor's power, and he has the emperor's seal.

Similarly, the Ghost Infant and the Heavenly Punishment Infant are also the same.

Just as Jun Yi felt at the beginning, whether it was the Angry Blood Tyrant, or the Netherworld Ghost Infant, or the Heavenly Punishment Holy Child, the power that overflowed now was indeed much stronger, far more than when it was pure at the beginning.

But this situation is far from enough for him to break through the middle stage of the Martial Sect, as if something is missing, there seems to be something wrong, so that Jun Yi has no way to figure it out, and he can't find a clue.

Today's Jun Yi, to put it bluntly, is like the power of the first opening of heaven and earth, creating a new method of cultivation, and struggling to find this barren and bumpy road that no one has ever walked through.

Such a vast road ahead without any hint is like a single-plank bridge over the abyss, and the slightest carelessness will be shattered.

But if you take one step, you will clear the vast fog in front of you, ride the wind, and be invincible in the world.

How terrifying it is, just looking at the realm of Jun Yi and the early stage of the Martial Sect, it can be seen that the three strong men in the later stage of the Martial Sect fought in the first battle.

"It's not easy..."

Jun Yi dissipated his mind and opened his eyes and sighed.

Although he had a little regret in his heart for not breaking through the middle stage of the Martial Sect, he found a way to break through, but it was also a surprise that was far better than helplessness, which lifted his spirits.

Especially the changes after such a fusion faintly made him feel that he had touched something.

With seven days of cultivation and the improvement of today's combat power, Jun Yi definitely has reason to believe that no one in the late stage realm of the Martial Sect has the qualifications to shout in front of him.

Now, he has only taken a small half step on the way to break through the middle stage of the Martial Sect.

But he knew that this small half-step was definitely an unprecedented qualitative change.

"Whew..."

As soon as he thought of this, Jun Yi completely dispersed the superfluous thoughts in his heart, no longer thinking about breakthroughs, but stared at the outside of the house, and muttered: "It's been seven days, time... Almost, right?"

As soon as the words came out, Jun Yi suddenly got up, as if a tiger stretched its body, and burst out with an astonishing ferocity and bloodthirst, as if it was about to swallow all the existence in the direction it was directly facing, and it was the sword peak of the Sword Sect of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect.

"Squeak..."

The door of the house opened, and the clothes swayed, like a white dragon opening its eyes, horizontal and sky.

"Floating Around..."

"Are you ready?"