Yang Yi didn't have the Jin Dan Formation Aura in his body, and he didn't have the Qi Mansion to refine the sword qi, so he couldn't see what level these people were.

Similar to the people under the mountain looking at the people on the mountain, no matter what height the people on the mountain are at, they will feel out of reach.

No matter which cultivator Yang Yi faced, he felt this way.

It's just that for cultivators who have really stepped into the path of a cultivator, they can vaguely perceive the gap between them, and use this to roughly judge the strength.

But for Yang Yi, even if a primordial realm cultivator like Qi Wanting, who only condensed the aura in his body and did not produce the golden pill spirit pattern, stood with Huang Gongwang, a top master in the world, he couldn't see any gap between him.

Not to mention the geniuses of these self-proclaimed Xianmen families on the mountain in front of him, he really didn't know where the genius was.

Just a strong taunt.

Anyway, the ultimate goal is just to be killed and cut off the outline that makes Yang Yi hold a grudge.

It doesn't matter what kind of bird doesn't his opponent is, the one who can return himself to the west on the spot is a cowman.

Suddenly, a golden light enveloped Yang Yi's whole body like an empowerment, Yang Yi instantly lost his vision, and subconsciously covered his gaze with his palm, but even so, the dazzling golden glass made Yang Yi have a splitting headache.

"The author of the special mother, old dog, what tricks are you playing??" Yang Yi found at this time that he did not show symptoms of body stiffness.

Judging from past experience, every time the author's old dog makes a move on himself, he will control himself in two ways, so as not to take the initiative to run up and play the proposition.

But now he didn't seal his movements, but just covered his eyes with dazzling golden light, isn't this just giving himself a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

The joy in Yang Yi's heart gradually couldn't be suppressed, and he roared: "Dog thing!

Between the words, Yang Yi stepped out, the golden light covering his eyes disappeared, the inexplicable coercion that had been haunting Yang Yi's body dissipated, and there was silence around him, and the sound of leaves and gurgling streams could be faintly heard.

Yang Yi didn't have any scruples at all, and after stumbling down, he stood still and shouted: "Ask for death again, who can satisfy !!?"

"I can't wait to !!"

"Please ask the Holy Heavenly Master to atone for your sins!"

Yang Yi didn't wait for the previous surging offensive to disintegrate him directly, but the deafening unison around him made Yang Yi tremble, and he quickly opened his eyes and looked around.

Without exception, all of them are saintly rituals.

Some of the attendants of the Dragon Palace even bowed.

The whole person was lying on the ground, which seemed ridiculous, but it seemed so natural at this time, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The ten masters of Fengyue City were without exception, and they all bent down to salute, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Although they were not monks from the cultivation families on the mountain, they also knew a little about the concept of saints under the influence of the sect families behind them.

As the saying goes, a monk from one realm to six realms is cultivation

Mortals temper their physique, condense their aura, and form a field of gold.

In order to break the shackles of mortal bodies, achieve the road to immortality, and transform from mortal to immortal, it is wonderful.

And how easy is it for an immortal to ascend to become a heavenly saint?

From ancient times to the present, there are only a few people who have really broken free from the shackles of heaven and earth and gone to heaven, and they have disappeared with them, which has made the six realms between heaven and earth become the true immortal realm of cultivators.

On the contrary, the names of the saint realm, or the three realms of land immortals above the six realms in the legend, are gradually becoming less known.

Some people even directly refer to the Six Realms Yuan Domain Realm as the Land Immortal Realm.

Of course, some rivers and lakes may be mixed up in their own small rivers and lakes, but it is very likely that they can't even call the corresponding names of the six realms, which is tantamount to a frog at the bottom of a well.

This kind of person doesn't say much.

Let's just say that at this moment, the handsome and brilliant leaders of the many top sects on the mountain on the ship of the Dragon Palace Tower, when they saw this brilliant golden pillar of light falling on Yang Yi's body, their expressions were tantamount to seeing the ancestors of their own sects breaking through the ground and greeting them.

That's a shock.

Fan Guan's originally cloudy eyes were faintly flashing with fireflies at this moment, and his expression was shocked, but it was more of a relief.

"It turns out that this seemingly ordinary young man is the formation saint who caused the aura fluctuations in the outer city at that time, I am clumsy, and it is no wonder that the strongest blow of my peak of the Three Realms is useless at all, and the steward of the Liu family of the Four Realms Yuan Spirit Period can blow away my Four Realms Yuan Spirit essence with a wave of his sleeves, let alone a saint. ”

Guo Qing didn't dare to slack off at all, bent down and said softly: "No wonder I didn't notice any aura fluctuations in the inner city before, it turned out that I had already become a transcendent saint, how could the saint's qi let me wait for these mortals to snoop, I really have some eyes." ”

Li Zhi smiled bitterly: "What can be done about this, the saint wants to deliberately hide the qi realm, but he really can't see it." Think about it, if a country farmer who had been talking happily the day before yesterday turned into a real heavenly immortal the next day, no one would be able to react to it. ”

Yuelan was stunned for a long time, looking around in a daze, before she suddenly woke up, and hurriedly bent down and learned to salute quite awkwardly, which was extremely funny but no one could laugh.

Hong Mingcheng opened his mouth, did not say a word for a while, and his expression was in a trance, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.

Hong Mingcheng's third uncle didn't dare to slack off at all, and when he saw Yang Yi stepping out, his strange hands opened and shouted words that people couldn't understand, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "The Hong family in Fuping City, Luzhou, has seen a saint." ”

Li Mofan and the leaders of the sect who were still personable and energetic before were so frightened that their legs were limp and knelt on the ground, their bodies trembled, and their voices trembled even more.

"Holy ...... If you want to punish the juniors, please ask the saint to raise his noble hand, my sect is innocent, and I only need to punish one person. Li Mofan knew that he had created a monstrous disaster, so he should bear the sins he created, not the sect behind him.

If he caused the entire sect to be blown away by the saint in one breath because of him, then even if he Li Mofan died here, he would not be able to live in hell.

The other leader on one side was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly, his mouth was like his mouth was stuffed with food, and he couldn't hold back a fart for a long time.

The leaders of the Immortal Family Cultivators behind him couldn't help frowning, they really didn't expect it.

It is really ridiculous that this leader of the cultivation family, who looked quite immortal just now, actually behaved inferior to an ordinary man in the market under this circumstance.

He can't be blamed for that.

This time he went to the Dragon Palace to participate in the feast, as the most powerful in the sect, he belonged to the first time to step into the rivers and lakes in the real sense, and he could be regarded as a young man in the rivers and lakes.

No matter how high the strength is, no experience is in vain after all.

For some on-the-spot reactions, it is not as exquisite as some ruffians and hooligans who have been crawling in the worldly rivers and lakes all year round.

Besides, this time it is not just an ordinary existence of strong masters and the like, if so, everyone will not behave like this, at most it is a kind of meeting in the water, smiling and smiling, and the next good fate is thankful.

But the one in front of him is a saint of the holy light body.

Can it be compared to ordinary masters?

It's really not something that ordinary people can talk to.

So to speak.

The city lord of Huaiyang City handed over his golden silk invitation to this young man, and it turned out that it was not charity, but real strength.

It was they who looked away.

Yang Yi suddenly felt that such a scene was very familiar.

When begging for death in the ring outside the city, everyone in the audience seemed to have had such a reaction.

What kind of means did the author use as a dog thief?

Yang Yi turned his head, the original bright golden pillar behind him had already disappeared, only the sea of clouds in the canopy was opened to a hole, and the white light shone, like the Buddha reappearing in the world, reflecting the building ship in the churning clouds, vaguely, becoming the focus of the whole world.

Yang Yi was a little confused by the second monk at this time.

Doesn't seem to have happened just now, right?

I don't know where the golden light came from and almost scrapped his eyes, and the author dog thief didn't limit his body, so the plan should go according to his arrangement, what is going on in this situation now?

At this moment, two figures quickly fell on Yang Yi's side, and arched his hand: "The envoy of the Dragon Palace, I have seen a saint here. ”

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