The tip of the spear tore through the sky, and the thick thunder slurry crackled.

It's like the wrath of the sky, and the momentum is so great that ordinary people don't dare to look at it directly.

Shen Yi looked at it silently, her eyes flickering.

With the blessing of the Golden Eagle Divine Power, the speed of the entire spear slowed down several times, but even so, it still made his pupils shrink slightly.

This is the mixed yuan martial arts that he has in mind.

This kind of scene has long surpassed all the means seen before.

Whether it is the true meaning of Liangyi or something else, it is a simple use of breath to condense and transform it.

But in this scene in front of him, the other party really mobilized the heavenly thunder with a mortal body.

Where does the thunder come from, and the breath turns into it?

The green shirt swayed, and the scarlet dragon and tiger lines on its lower body slowly emerged.

Shen Yi shattered the thunder arc on his body with his strong demonic aura, and when the spear was three inches away from him, he unleashed his full strength.

The method of moving to perfection, the breath is a hundred zhang distance.

But in front of that spear, there was no way to avoid it.

Shen Yi reluctantly let go of the vital point, her dark hair raised, and a hideous look appeared in her eyes.

He simply gave up on the idea of continuing to dodge.

The three-headed demon king in his body roared in unison, and all his majestic power poured into his right arm.

"What reckless?!"

Under the gaze of Changqing Zhenren, Shen Yi's face did not change, and he smashed towards the thunder spear with a bang.

Shh

The thunder slurry that can make the mortal body instantly turn into charcoal, splashing above its fists, and the skin is red, it is the Dao Infant who is struggling to resist, but in addition to the Dao Baby, the skin and flesh themselves are also so strong that it is incomprehensible.

The body of the spear melted inch by inch under his fist.

until it completely turns into an arc of thunder and dissipates.

Shen Yi's fist was exhausted, his breathing was slightly short, and he raised his eyes to look ahead.

The flesh and blood of the right palm were charred black, revealing the illusory Dao Infant palm, wrapped in a faint peacock red glow, slowly repairing the damage.

“……”

Changqing Zhenren failed to seize this momentary opportunity, but stared at the young man like a monster.

For the Primal Realm Mixed Yuan, this killing move is not surprising even if it is instantly obliterated.

Unless there is some advanced means, you can reluctantly take it.

But such a rough punch was really beyond his knowledge.

"Whew."

Shen Yi quickly adjusted her state, her eyes were a little strange...... Fighting for life and death, the aura and realm of this so-called real person far exceeded his expectations, but every move of the other party made him feel a little incomprehensible.

It's not even as good as himself, a martial artist who has just embarked on cultivation for less than a year.

Either turn back, or stand still and be stunned.

Soon, the strength surged up to the limbs again, and Shen Yi's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Seeing this, Changqing Zhenren took two steps back in a little panic, and there was an extra thunder knife on each palm, not allowing himself to move, but standing in place and looking around.

Hmmm-

Shen Yi fell from behind him in a volley, and the abyss in his hand slashed down from his back, slashing through the skin!

The skillful technique is like killing a pig, and it is directly stripped out.

If it was an ordinary martial artist, it would have been cut in two at this moment.

"Ahh

Changqing Zhenren erupted into a scream, and the condensed Dao Infant jumped out of his skin, and his whole body was full of thunder, reflecting Shen Yi's face white and dark.

The two knives in his hands lost their rules and slashed down frantically.

Anger and horror.

Thunder slurry violently surged out, turning all the nearby mountains into scorched earth.

Shen Yi raised her eyebrows and stepped out.

In his eyes at this moment, Changqing Zhenren is no longer a martial arts powerhouse, just a beast that is injured and angry, and can only instinctively vent his emotions.

Sure enough, in the case of several slashes without the slightest effect.

The evergreen real person was furious, and he didn't hesitate to consume the foundation, and the whole figure turned into a fierce thunder dragon and crashed towards the green-shirted figure!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Mountains and rivers are broken, and thousands of giant trees are collapsing.

Every move he makes is a different hybrid martial arts.

It is enough to see that the Xuanguang Cave has a rich heritage.

And whether it has an effect or not, it is all done with all its might.

Shen Yi concentrated on avoiding his edge, clenching the handle of the knife with her five fingers, her expression becoming more and more indifferent, quietly waiting for the other party's exhaustion.

The same trick will be caught if you use it too many times.

When the evergreen real person turned into a thunder dragon for the first time, Shen Yi finally stopped just avoiding it, he swept out to the right, no more, no less, and it happened to be three feet, watching the thunder pulp scatter.

At the moment when the figure of Changqing Zhenren was revealed.

Shen Yi was already hanging behind him, and the monstrous demonic power on the long knife in his hand burst out, and then stabbed into the petal at the other party's heart!

Changqing Zhenren subconsciously slapped it on his waist.

It wasn't until he slapped the air that he looked at the body that had been cut in two on the ground.

At the same time, the long knife glowing with dense fog and red light, with the blessing of the three-headed demon king, had already slammed into the thunder pulp, slashing at the white flower.

Click!

Although the white flowers were extremely hard, they still shattered under the blade.

Changqing Zhenren's eyes widened unconsciously, and he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound.

The eyes condensed by the thunder slurry actually revealed the emotions that belonged to people.

Afraid!

Instinctively, he turned into a thunder dragon again and leaped towards the sky, not noticing that his pale body was becoming darker.

Shen Yi looked at the direction he had fled and slowly retracted the abyss into its sheath.

The next moment, the terrifying thunder light was scattered by the golden palm, and the thunder light Dao Ying quickly shrank, and was casually held in the palm of the palm by the seven-foot golden body, as if pinching a chicken.

Luohan's golden body fell in front of Shen Yi.

Falling along with the scattered dragon corpses that had been disassembled, claws for claws, skin for skin, and flesh and blood were torn into regular chunks.

Evergreen real people struggle desperately.

But under that golden palm, no matter how much the thunder light burst out on his body, it couldn't have the slightest effect.

"Let go of me! What kind of ability is it to ask seniors to help! ”

He thumped the fingers of the golden body and shouted frantically at Shen Yi.

The golden body glanced at him indifferently, and with a little force, he squeezed the evergreen real person and almost shattered.

All of them have their hearts cut off by my lord, and they are still here with hard mouths.

Mrs. Qinghua respectfully handed Dao Ying over: "Please deal with it with my lord." ”

Listen to the gentle voice ringing in your ears.

The movements of Changqing Zhenren's struggle suddenly froze, staring at the young man in front of him in horror.

My lord?

This is not his predecessor, his protector servant?

What a terrifying background to be able to invite a god realm to become a slave and a servant!

Could it be from outside the Immortal Sect?!

"Evergreen is willing to serve my Lord! Spare my life! The lowly slave is willing to protect the Dharma for my master! ”

The little Dao Infant frantically hit the palm of the golden body with his forehead.

When he looked at Shen Yi again, he was facing a pair of treacherous vertical pupils.

There was a wolf howl in my ears.

Changqing Zhenren only felt that his spirit was wandering, as if he had been forcibly torn apart by an invisible hand, and he soon lost consciousness.

(End of chapter)