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Originally, even if it was a sage, it was difficult to hook the remaining Dapeng will in the Sky City, but Xiao Yi fused a trace of Dapeng Ming King blood, which made the remnants of Dapeng close, but as soon as the broken will was revived, it was found that Xiao Yi was not of the same race, but that the blood of the same race had been devoured and refined by a different race, which made it angry and wanted to erase Xiao Yi's will.

"It's just a remnant god, and I want to turn over!"

In the spiritual world, the battle spirit belonging to Xiao Yi sneered, he raised his fist to the sky, Peng roared through the golden cracked stone, and the Dapeng fist evolved and hit the nine heavens.

Boom!

The collision of the two spiritual wills actually gave birth to the sound of gold and iron, Xiao Yi's spiritual world realm shook slightly, if the will has not yet been reincarnated, this time it will inevitably break the spiritual world, but now Xiao Yi has completely passed the six reincarnations, the true spirit is endless, the spiritual world is solid, although the golden-winged Dapeng is strong, first, he is not yet an adult, and secondly, an era has passed, no matter how strong the will is, it has been worn into ashes, and it is already incredible to be able to leave a trace of will imprint.

In the spiritual world, Xiao Yiju boxed the sky and confronted the golden-winged Dapeng, he gave up all means and concentrated on running the Dapeng fist, the cyan fist light was sharper than the wind blade, more sharp than the sword blade, and in the spiritual world, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, as if the world was destroyed.

This is a hard battle, even if it is a crippled will brand, it is also a natural king, and even accidentally hooked the space avenue, the figure of the golden-winged Dapeng is uncanny, Xiao Yi was knocked away several times, if it weren't for the reincarnation of the will, and after the tempering of the bloodline, it would have collapsed long ago if it was far stronger and more stable than those in the same realm.

Roar!

The golden-winged roc roared angrily, and the roar shook the nine skies, and it was covered in golden feathers like a sword. If a piece of rain falls. Overwhelming. The terrifying sword momentum shook the heart, and the barriers of the world shook up.

"Fighting Dragon Divine Feather Sword!"

Belonging to the golden-winged Dapeng clan's inheritance of supernatural powers, or supernatural martial arts, the heavens and the hundred worlds, the demon clan can be regarded as a branch of the desolate beasts, they have embarked on different evolutionary paths, and the bloodline supernatural powers have also turned into supernatural martial arts, which are more suitable for human form.

It is different from the Dragon Fighting God Feather Sword that stepped on the empty horse. The supernatural martial arts derived from the Golden Winged Dapeng are obviously more powerful and perfect, the golden rain is like a sword, Xiao Yi is even difficult to grasp the trajectory of each golden feather, as if it is hidden in the void, dense, and his body is cold.

Airplanes!

At the center of Xiao Yi's eyebrows, a blood-colored divine mirror emerged, and the ancient golden light flowed, like a golden river, where it passed. Everything is still.

In the spiritual world, dense golden sword rain floated in the air. Xiao Yi's eyes were bright, and thousands of wisps of spiritual will attached to him, penetrated into it, and imprinted every trace of mystery into his heart.

The spiritual will is being consumed, but compared to before the reincarnation of the will, it is insignificant, after ten breaths, the blood-colored divine mirror is hidden, and thousands of sword rains break through the sky, Xiao Yi let out a long roar, he raised his fist and shook continuously, and a series of three fists were born.

"Dapeng spreads its wings! Shakes the nine heavens! Strikes the world!"

At the same time as comprehending the three-style boxing method, Xiao Yi comprehended the third mystery of the way of the wind, that is, destruction, throughout the ages, hurricanes swept the earth, how many lives were destroyed, one of the mysteries of the wind, is destruction!

Three punches against the sky, thousands of sword rain was disintegrated, Xiao Yi went against the sky, and punched out again, this punch fused with three types of boxing, cyan fist light condensed, almost into substance, a cyan track derived, most of which have been substantialized.

Burst!

The golden-winged Dapeng screamed sadly, the golden feathers flew, Xiao Yi pierced through, he bathed in Peng's blood and stood up, although it was an illusory spiritual will, but when he reached the current realm, it was true to the extreme.

Watching the golden-winged Dapeng in front of him slowly dissipate, Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel a little regretful, the years were really enough to wipe out everything, if he came a few years later, even the incomplete will imprint would not exist, if it was a few points stronger, he might be able to use this to comprehend the other two mysteries of the way of the wind.

Now, Xiao Yi has understood that most of the Dao methods have five kinds of mysteries, ninety-five is respected, and the five mysteries are one, which is the realm of perfection, and if it goes further, it is the ultimate sublimation and derivation of the law, which belongs to the realm of the sage.

Of course, there are some exceptions, just like the Killing Avenue, in Xiao Yi's perception, it seems that there are only two kinds of mysteries, one is the murderous mysteries, and the other is the destruction of the mysteries, although they are only two kinds of mysteries, but the essence of the Killing Avenue is vividly displayed.

In the spiritual garden, Xiao Yi was surrounded by a red Shenxia, although his qi and blood were restrained, but a few zhang away, Shi Taiyi still felt a great pressure, but he did not retreat, but sat cross-legged on the spot, the battle knife was across his knees, he swallowed the aura, and his body exuded a sword momentum, although it was not very strong, but there was a taste of killing the soul.

Heavenly Sword Nine Questions!

The sword technique that belongs to the Heavenly Sword Sage, Shi Taiyi feels the breadth and profundity of it every time he understands it, especially the spiritual avenue, he has just touched the threshold, and he still knows nothing about the cultivation after that.

The bright moon is like a plate, the cold moonlight is like water, the spiritual energy in the spiritual garden is dense, and the mist is steaming, like a divine realm.

Yes!

In the middle of the moon, a miserable scream resounded in all directions, alarming the entire ancient city.

In front of them, there was a corpse, this is a middle-aged man, with strong blood and energy, and he has not been fatally injured, but his face is blue and his eyes are round, as if he has seen something frightened.

"Hunting Desert Knife Wood Valley, the powerhouse of the Nine Heavens of Soul Fusion, condensing the high-grade battle soul!"

Someone exclaimed, this is a strong man among the rangers, if it weren't for the early trauma, the old injuries have not healed, with his demonic posture, I am afraid that he has already understood life and death, stepped into the realm of opening up the land, but now he is dying here, belonging to the area of the ranger's power.

An old man in red stepped forward, his black hair was scattered, his spirit was strong, his eyes were gloomy at this moment, as the lord of the ranger power in this place, the strong man he attached to was attacked and killed, which undoubtedly made him lose face.

"That's not right!"

He observed carefully, and the light in his eyes flashed, and he shouted, "Ghost Clan!"

What the!

All directions were shocked, and several rangers and powerful lords also stared at them, although the city in the sky sometimes has alien nuisances, but there has been no trace of the ghost clan for many years, and the heavenly road it opened up is not in this wild land.

"Is it because of ......?"

Someone wanted to speak and stopped, after a few breaths, another scream pierced the darkness, and when the lord of the rangers arrived, another powerhouse of the Nine Heavens Soul Melting Realm died, his face was pale, and a ghost shadow faintly appeared in the depths of his pupils, hazy, shrouded in gray-black ghost fog, this is the east of the city, which belongs to the jurisdiction of another lord of the ranger power.

The faces of several ranger power lords were ugly, even if the spirit of the five people was formed and enveloped the whole city, they could not find it, and the ghost clan's methods were invisible, and it was difficult for them to find even a clue.

In the Garden of Spirits.

When the second scream sounded, Xiao Yi got up and stepped forward, without the slightest bit of fireworks, but it was almost to the extreme, and when he fell in one step, he had already come to the east of the city.

"Brother Xiao!"

Several Ranger Powerful Lords were stunned, and they barely managed to squeeze out a smile on their faces.

"Thank you!"

Xiao Yi nodded, and many strong people in the Quartet paid attention, he was calm and light, and naturally gave birth to an invisible majesty and bearing, not moved by foreign objects, which made several rangers and powerful masters can't help but look up to him a little more in their hearts.

Oni!

Xiao Yi's eyes were slightly cold, he snorted coldly, and the will of reincarnation was like a gun, piercing into those frightened pupils.

Woo!

A ghost roared, deep in the dead pupils, a cyan ghost figure stepped out, this is a ghost clan, up to three feet of body, densely covered with cyan scales, the head of six horns, miserable green eyes emitted ghostly fire, his hands are like tiger claws, sharp-beaked monkey gills, as soon as he appears, he emits a sharp whistling sound.

This is a ghost sound, there is a kind of destructive power that penetrates the soul, making people's hearts sway, illusions, even if the will of reincarnation is in the body, Xiao Yi's eyes are full of ghosts, there are dry bones and graves everywhere, phosphorus fires are dotted, and sometimes there is a whimper sound that seems to span a long time ringing in his ears.

Rumble!

A burst of masculine qi and blood, Xiao Yi's body, another figure stepped out, no different from him, his battle spirit raised his fist and pierced forward, the power of the Yang fist was domineering, fierce and uncast.

Burst!

The cyan ghost flew out of the sky on the spot, and half of his body was shattered, but his miserable green eyes showed a hideous smile, and his whole body exploded, turning into a little phosphorus fire, and disappeared into the night sky. (Overtime at night,8 o'clock to get home,Sweat sat down code words,Hurry up to send a chapter,There is only one chapter today.,The whole person is going to fall apart.,Take a shower.。 (To be continued......)