"The power of the Great Grandmaster, which contains the mysteries of heaven and earth, is actually divided into thirteen fluctuations, which cannot be completely resolved, and it is difficult to break through the defense. When you go back, you need to retreat and integrate. Situ Yi was not panicked, obviously what happened was in his expectation.

The Great Grandmaster is the strongest person who stands at the top of the ground ladder and looks down on all the grandmasters.

In fact, the strongest person who walks in the world is the peerless Grand Master.

Situ Yi didn't care, a flash of electric light flashed in his eyes, and the silver-white brilliance was even brighter, but instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

'Boom!'

As the next step fell, the gazebo shook, and the heavens and the earth roared.

There was a commotion of black lightning, swarming, sending out a terrible burst of air, rubbing the air, and constantly falling on the body.

The blood vibrates, and the body shakes.

In the loud explosion, the power brought by the broken black lightning rushed into Situ Yi's body, and the sound was soaring, and the power that gushed like a tide shook the silver-white light curtain on the surface, and many cracks appeared on the surface.

"Throwing an Elephant Iron Cloth Shirt" opens.

"The Golden Bell Jar of the Turtle" opens.

"Turtle Elephant Gong, the first pole, release it with all your might!"

Breaking through the canopy of the sky covered by the black light, a fierce white elephant, huge as a mountain, roared with fierce anger in the sky, turning into a fierce force, tearing and suppressing the black electric light in front of him. At the same time, a huge turtle rose from behind the white elephant, and its huge shell like a small mountain enveloped Situ Yi.

The white elephant and the rising turtle were like two mountains, falling suddenly, repelling the tide of black lightning, and Situ Yi sat back in his seat.

This time, not only the old man, but even Murong Cangshan's gaze on him changed a little.

"Attract the power of heaven and earth, turn into a mysterious appearance, I didn't expect you to come to this point?"

"I know you have doubts, catch the last trick, and I will explain. ”

The old man's body moved, and the surging black light cracked to both sides, opening the black space, and his palm pressed it gently.

The palm was slender, white as jade, and it was pressed very gently, but in the face of that palm, it made the earth-level grandmasters feel the suffocating breath, sucking in the clouds and spitting out the fog, the stars changed, the sun and the moon were covered with dust, and the cold darkness shrouded it, pressing towards Situ Yi's body.

The white and slender palm pierced through the darkness, as if it had come out of hell, the air was frozen, and the soul could feel cold.

"Da Ming Mantra, Om Ma Ma Horn Mi Mi Hum, White Elephant!"

In Buddhism, the white elephant is a holy object, entrusting the gods and Buddhas in the sky, accepting space for one's own body, shrinking the ground into inches, legs like heavenly pillars, proboscis breaking the sky, sucking clouds and spitting fog, and stirring the sky. It can swallow the sun and the moon, catch the stars, travel the universe, and cover the world.

Situ Yi's body sank, the ground under his feet suddenly sank, the pavilion sank downward, and the power of Wan Jun suddenly appeared, erupting from under his feet, like a volcanic eruption, and the blazing power vented out along his legs, and the white elephant in his body hissed and shattered.

The silvery-white light on the surface suddenly brightened several times, like a glowing little sun, and the sudden burst of brilliance washed away the diffuse black fog, Situ Yi stomped on the ground with his legs, through his waist, and gathered on his hands.

A punch blasted forward, and the dazzling white light was brighter than the sun, and the dazzling brilliance rose up a canopy of heaven.

The day after the roar, a huge white elephant made of jade rushed out of its body, and the snow-white ivory was lifted upward, and the sharp tip met the cold palm that was suppressed.

'Boom!'

The two invincible forces collided together, and the light of light and darkness was both annihilated, turning into a misty haze, as if a thick fog had risen to block the realization.

There was a loud roar, shaking the heavens and the earth, the mountains and rocks fell, and the surface of the lake tumbled, like boiling water, boiling violently, bubbling outward, tumbling and unable to calm down for a long time.

'Bang!'

The scattered shock wave flew out of the dense fog, breaking seven trees, and embedded in the mountain with a 'bang', and the tall peaks shook violently a few times.

Situ Yi's eyes were brighter than the moon, his sleeves were tattered, and he drew strips of holes, revealing the skin of his arms inside, warm as gems, bright as white jade, extremely smooth, more like peerless jade, and there were no traces left on it.

Immortal Stream's cultivation of "Throwing Elephant Iron Cloth Shirt", Situ Yi swallowed a large number of precious iron skin roots that replenished blood and qi, broke through the fourteenth layer in one fell swoop, surpassed the record of the pioneer's cultivation to the thirteenth layer, surpassed the predecessors, the flesh and blood were solid, **strong, and had reached a rather terrifying level.

It is a ground-level grandmaster, it is a difficult thing to injure him, the muscles and bones are harder than steel, even if the great grandmaster breaks through the external skills, it is not a simple matter. But just now, with a slight palm, the crushing force directly squeezed the inside of the body, which was terrifying.

The chaos subsided, and when I returned to the gazebo, there was not much change inside and out.

"Cangyun Mountain, Moon Pavilion, Lake Valley, a pot of sake, invite the bright moon. It would be a great sin to spoil such a beautiful view. ”

Obviously, Murong Cangshan used his strength to protect this pavilion, so he didn't suffer much change.

Situ Yi stared at the old man, clenched his fists, and said: "The black clouds cover the sky, and the blood becomes a river skill!"

"The predecessor is that Blood Shura?!

He finally recognized the identity of this person, no wonder he was able to invite Murong Cangshan to send a message to Situ Yi in the name of the family. At the same time, the blank space above the prayer post, and the doubts between them, are now explained.

Situ Yi had only heard of these exercises and had never seen them, but after learning three tricks, it was not difficult to deduce.

"Rumors should not be believed. ”

It is rumored that this bloody Shura is a demon god-like figure. But what I saw with my own eyes was an old man with profound cultivation, outstanding momentum, and a majestic face.

"I know everything, I can recognize my identity in three moves, and I observe very carefully. ”

The old man said, "Yes, it seems that you are not ignorant of the black-clothed guards. ”

The Blood Scarlet Shura is a legend, and many people have long forgotten his original name.

Since he was a child, his family was poor and young, so he was sold into the palace and entered the palace as a servant.

People say that the palace gate is as deep as the sea. What's more, he is still a helpless little eunuch, too young, no one cares for him, in the palace that oppresses and crushes each other, he suffers and suffers humiliation, and almost dies several times, and it is common to have bruises all over his body.

In the palace, he was not only scolded by the masters, but also excluded by the eunuchs.

Entering the palace at the age of seven or eight, in the blink of an eye, several years have passed, and he is also fifteen or sixteen years old. But he understands that this kind of right is not stable, and a casual word from above can knock him into the abyss.

However, these things finally created a powerful ancestor who was on the list of masters in the world and served in the chamberlain.