Yi Heng thought of Shen Tutian's appearance in his heart, and his body exuded a monstrous killing intent, and the Murderous Spirit in the Purple Mansion instantly gained the upper hand, and he could no longer suppress it, nor did he deliberately suppress it.

From the foundation building period to the Jindan period, and then from the Jindan period to the Yuan infant period, he has never hated a person so much, and almost no one can make him hate for so long.

There is no overnight feud in the mortal world, let alone in the world of cultivating immortals?

There are many people who fight for life and death if they don't agree with each other, and the grievances and grievances between him and Shen Tutian have lasted for decades.

In the meantime, there have been conspiracy, conspiracy, and even fighting.

There are single-handedness that meet on narrow roads, and there are mutual games with the help of other forces.

But in the end, he still didn't kill him.

On the contrary, under his persecution, Shen Tutian grew faster and faster, just like himself, one chance at a time, making his strength stronger and stronger.

If it is just like this, it is just a plan for himself again and again, I am afraid that at this time, the retreat is imminent, and there will be no such monstrous killing intent, so I have to kill him and then quickly.

But since he and Su Demon had experienced that night in hell, he had to take responsibility.

And this responsibility is to kill him.

Because of the land of trials, what happened to Su Demon Demon, except for himself, only he knows.

And this matter must not be allowed to be spoken.

Yuan Ying, who was sitting in the dantian, waved his hands hurriedly, and the ninety-nine eighty-one swimming dragons on his small body were spitting out mana, flying around him quickly.

Abundant mana gushed out along the meridians, and he no longer sat on top of the auspicious clouds and stood up.

The excitement before the life-and-death struggle surged again, and his hands behind him clenched into fists.

His waist is straight, and his eyes are looking ahead, even if there is still a changing cloud ahead.

It seems that among the clouds and mist, there is Shen Tutian, and he rushes through the clouds and mist again and again, as if he will kill Shen Tutian again and again.

Tongtian was still kneeling above the clouds, but after his murderous intent erupted, he couldn't stay any longer.

I only felt that Yi Heng was like a volcano about to erupt, and his body contained the energy of destroying the world and destroying the world, and the slightest touch would blow the world to pieces.

Just as he was trembling, the sound in front of him relaxed him.

Yi Heng said to him without looking back: "Call your sect disciple to leave!"

"Master, Master, where are you leaving?"

"Leave Biyou Palace, no, leave the East China Sea, the East China Sea range, a radius of thousands of miles, don't stay for a moment!"

Tongtian shuddered.

Nabi You Palace has covered an area of thousands of miles, and the East China Sea is even wider, and even he has to fly with all his strength for more than ten days to circle it.

Now, it's not enough to even leave the East China Sea, and you can't even stay for a moment longer within a radius of the East China Sea?

How powerful does this have to be?

"Yes, yes, obey the order, the master ....... ”

"Go ahead, don't worry, the teacher will make the decision for you. ”

"Master....... "Tongtian's nose is sour, even if he cultivates to the Jindan stage, even if he is the master of the sect of thousands of disciples, in front of the master, he is still like a disciple who has not yet become a teacher.

It was the same when he was not yet a monk.

Whoever dares to bully himself, Shizun also said this, but there are definitely many Taoists in the cultivation world who are frightened by this sentence and hide everywhere.

However, will the person in Biyou Palace also be scared and hide everywhere?

"Still not leaving?" Yi Heng asked in a cold voice, waking up Tongtian who was immersed in memories in an instant, and immediately hurriedly said: "Master, Tongtian, Tongtian is sorry......." ”

"Needless to say, there is not much difference between that kind of cultivation and being a teacher, you are inferior to a child in front of him, how can you resist? Go ahead, summon the disciple immediately, and leave here far away!"

"Yes, yes....... Suddenly, I felt that my eyes were blurry, it turned out that the person's cultivation was so high, and it turned out that he had already taken that step.

It's just that the master .......

He stayed where he was, no longer desperately chasing.

Looking at the back that is gradually moving away, the ordinary and simple back, although it is getting farther and farther away, it feels taller and taller.

At some point, a colored light shot out of the clouds, shrouding the distant figure in a multicolored light, which looked extremely mysterious and mysterious.

Yi Heng waited for him to leave, and he no longer suppressed his breath. Weichang

With a "boom", all the mana in the dantian exploded, and the mana power of the peak of the Yuan Ying was surging? I saw that within ten miles of the surrounding area, the clouds and mist suddenly exploded.

The clouds dispersed, and the sunlight shining directly from the sky shone on him without obstruction, drowning him in the light.

He looked at the eastern sun, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Not because of the blazing light, but because the unstoppable killing intent had made the red eyes gradually expand.

I felt that my eyes were swollen, and I looked at any place that was blood-red, and I wanted to kill any object with my hands.

A large group of souls wriggling in the Purple Mansion gradually stood upright.

After standing upright, the young man's head could be seen, only the size of a fist, and the expression on his face had already become hideous and terrifying.

The rest of the hands and feet are barely visible, all of them are retracted into the huge belly, short and delicate.

The soul of twenty-four or five zhang in the Purple Mansion is like a tumbler, constantly shaking, and all forces are vying for control of the soul.

Sometimes it's a murderous laugh, and sometimes it's a lustful wandering soul that laughs lewdly.

What's even more terrifying is that in the huge belly, from the inside yearns for the objects that are constantly colliding.

It was as if something in the belly was about to struggle out and hit the belly desperately.

Occasionally, with a hard hit, the belly can be pushed up hard, and a blurry human face can be seen from the belly.

And that, it is very similar to Yi Heng's appearance, the appearance of his soul, and the appearance of Hongjun.

There was a constant roar in the belly, and I vaguely heard: "Give me back my soul ......." ”

Not far away, in the chaos, the gossip disc hanging in the air from time to time turned a blind eye to all this scramble, but turned the disc body from time to time as if enjoying this wonderful scene.

"Boom, boom....... ”

Thousands of miles in the air, a straight trail was crossed, through one after another, layer after layer of clouds and mist, and flew straight towards the east.

During the rapid flight, the sound of rubbing against the void could also be heard clearly in this deep cloud.

Yi Heng almost lost control.

At this time, although he tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his heart, his mind gradually became chaotic.

Sometimes it's a world of blood, and sometimes it's a white and convex body.

There is more rampant laughter, and there is more hatred for all things in the world.

When the sea of blood is raging in his mind, he wants to kill all the living beings in the world, and even wants to kill himself.

It's just that before he made a move, he felt that the soft delicate body was tightly wrapped around him, climbing the peak with the Su Demon Demon, and going to Wushan with Qiu Xiyin made him want to stop.

In this torment, his speed became faster and faster, and his mana pushed his body desperately, and he flew towards the east at a rapid pace.

Two hours later, a sea as blue as a blue sky appeared below.

He sobered up slightly in the midst of several desires.

finally remembered Shen Tutian's appearance, and suppressed his desires.

He knew that it was not Zeng Yushu who knew him best, not Qiu Xiyin, not Su Youyou, or even himself.

It's the one you're about to face.

If you can't muster up 10,000 spirits, death, I'm afraid it's the easiest thing.

He gradually put away his breath, slowly lowered the altitude of his flight, and slowly descended, approaching the blue sea.

An arc is drawn from the sky, and when it is close to the surface of the sea, it continues to fly along the surface of the sea towards the depths of the sea.

At this time, Zifuzhong gradually quieted down.

The killing intent is still monstrous, and the contents of the belly are still pounding.

It's just that on the small head, the face is already full of seriousness, and the two short arms on the huge body are constantly waving.

Ten tiny fingers began to pinch the knuckles, and on the huge body, the soul power began to slowly gather.

An immortal mountain appeared out of thin air in the depths of the sea, his speed gradually slowed down, his eyes narrowed vigorously, and his divine sense overwhelmingly covered the front.

But before he could see it clearly, a familiar voice came from the immortal mountain a hundred miles away: "Yi Heng Yi Daoyou, you have only arrived here at this time, three or five hours later than I expected!"

"Shen, Tu, Tian ....... As soon as he heard this familiar voice, he flew all the way, and the anger he was holding instantly exploded, and he yelled out word by word.