Eagle Stream, above the lonely peak, a golden-robed figure suddenly appeared, cold eyes like electricity, indifferent and ruthless.

The incomparably domineering aura instantly enveloped a radius of dozens of miles, and the huge coercion belonging to the realm of the Transformation Realm shocked all the living immortals, as if they were dominating the world, and all the birds and beasts bowed their heads and bowed to the ground, wailing endlessly.

The golden robe slowly scanned the inch of land with his indifferent gaze, as if he was digging three feet into the ground to find something, or someone.

As soon as Sima Yuanfu, who was cross-kneeled in the secret cave, touched that terrifying divine sense, it was like a needle prick, like avoiding a snake and scorpion, and suddenly woke him up.

His expression was shocked, and there was some doubt in his eyes, just because he seemed to sense an omen of impending catastrophe.

The cultivator had a magical immortal spirit intent with a bad omen, and Sima Yuan also quietly grasped his premonition of the coming crisis when the power of the divine soul had increased sharply now.

Sima Yuan tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, and all the ways to get out of his mind flashed like lightning, and then no matter how he planned and calculated, it was difficult to escape, as if he was in a catastrophe, and there was no life.

Sima Yuan was about to slip away quietly, when a grand shout came from Huo Ran's ears, "Bold Sima Yuan, dare to kill the same disciples and brothers in the temple without authorization, violate the precepts and rules of the dojo, and you should go on the 'three souls and seven spirits' for a while, you will be arrested immediately, and return to the Dharma with this seat to receive punishment, otherwise you will be severely punished!"

Suddenly, hearing that he was facing the Great Cultivator of the Transformation Realm, Sima Yuan had almost no power to fight back, just a shout made him tremble in horror, and his heyday strength could be imagined.

However, Sima Yuan, who has just entered the realm of transformation, is tantamount to a mayfly shaking a tree, and a mantis arm is a car.

Sima Yuan's expression was crazy, his whole body trembled, and the young tiger in the cave was sleeping soundly, and he was lying on the ground, unable to walk.

He suddenly shouted: "Reversing black and white, indiscriminately settling crimes, and wanting to sit back and wait for the trail to die, it is absolutely impossible!"

Before the words fell, Sima Yuan suddenly rushed out of the secret cave, wanting to jump towards the deep stream under the cliff, and the water broke through the air.

However, the existence of the Transformation Realm can already use Dao Immortal Qi to fight in the air, and it is far from being comparable to only being able to use Immortal Spiritual Power.

Seeing that Sima Yuan took the initiative to jump out, and wanted to escape by the deep stream, the disdain in his eyes flashed slightly, and he slowly stretched out a finger and whispered towards the waves of the deep stream:

"Condensation!"

Suddenly, the waves were calm, and the wind was calm.

With a bang, Sima Yuan fell like a solid stone and fell on the surface of the water like stainless steel.

There is no way to heaven and no door to the earth.

Looking at the golden-robed Daoist who came from the sky, Sima Yuan's mind continued to sink.

The battle of the avenue lies in the heart of the Dao, Sima Yuan's expression is resolute, he has a clear conscience about the ruthlessness of the day, and when he met those two people, Sima Yuan already realized that if he didn't use the ruthless hand that day, he would have no chance of surviving, let alone the future.

Knowing that today's life is slim, Sima Yuan still has to fight hard, his expression is hideous, the crazy color in his eyes bursts out, Huo Ran got up, the small sword in his hand suddenly sacrificed, and shouted violently:

"Die!"

The small sword that condensed Sima Yuan's immortal spiritual power in his whole body shone with clear light, and with a chirp, he suddenly killed the golden-robed Daoist.

The golden-robed Taoist had a playful look in his eyes, and said disdainfully: "The light of the fireflies, dare to compete with the bright moon?"

Before the words fell, he saw that the golden robe seemed to be turning a blind eye to the small sword attack with the Transformation Realm cultivators, and when he was about to die, he flicked it like a fly away.

Syllable!

The small sword broke as easily as a moth to a flame, disintegrating and shattering in an instant.

Sima Yuan, who was a few zhang away, seemed to have been torn off the power of his mind, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of black bruises, looking miserable.

There was a hint of horror in his eyes, and a sense of despair with no way out.

The other party just waved his hand, and Sima Yuan's full force was missed, which was undoubtedly the biggest blow to his body and mind.

The golden robe looked indifferent, and said lightly: "Being able to cross the threshold of the transformation realm in just a few dozen days, it seems that you must have gained a chance, say it, maybe this seat will consider sparing your life." ”

Sima Yuan turned a deaf ear, stared at the golden-robed monk deadly, and suddenly said: "I can't ask myself about the existence of a small mortal realm, even if I am lucky enough to get the favor of the master, it will be difficult to enter the eyes of the predecessors, not to mention the obstruction and provocation of the two senior brothers, but as far as the Taoist friends came to capture it in person, there is some fuss." ”

A few hints of sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the golden-robed monk, and he was overlooking Sima Yuan's self-talk, almost like a frog at the bottom of a well, and even more like an ant.

Sima Yuan said with a smile: "And since the poor Daofu stepped into the dojo, he was like a needle on his back, as if someone was watching the poor Dao all the time, I think, that person must be a Taoist friend." ”

"In the next because of the 'senior brother' and the Feiling Gate, it must be a grievance between the Taoist friend and the 'senior brother', but if this matter is true, the conflict between the two of you will inevitably make the viewer dissatisfied, so this possibility is extremely small. ”

Speaking of this, Sima Yuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were crazy, and he suddenly said sharply: "Old guy, it seems that you have taken a fancy to a certain treasure or chance of my 'senior brother'!"

It was originally a golden robe with a playful look in his eyes, but when he heard this, the corners of his eyes suddenly shrank, and at the same time, a monstrous momentum that seemed to be looking at the sky rose to the sky, and in an instant, dozens of clouds and mist were stirred into thin dust, and the breeze blew lightly, and suddenly disappeared.

The huge half-step realm coercion descended on Sima Yuan as if it were substance, crossing several mountains, and he was almost out of breath.

Sima Yuan looked crazy, and laughed wildly: "What do you want, kill me, you will know, come, kill me." ”

The golden robe's expression slowly turned cold, and he said coldly: "If you want to die, how can there be such a cheap thing, the taste of life is better than death is the most wonderful!"

After speaking, he grabbed Sima Yuan in the air, like a fierce eagle carrying a rabbit, and came easily.

Sima Yuan was caught in front of him like a plaything, and at the same time, he slowly stretched out a finger and pointed at Sima Yuan's chest.

At this moment, Sima Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the mirror-like heart lake suddenly burst into a huge wave, surging, and at the same time, a huge divine soul power suddenly turned into a knife-like object, and resolutely slashed towards the golden robe, and suddenly said in a cruel voice:

"Die!"

The soul is like a knife, cutting the golden robe.

The golden-robed monk was only half a zhang away from Sima Yuan, and the Divine Soul Knife was menacing and unstoppable, and when he was caught off guard, the golden-robed robe seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

The invisible Divine Soul Sword Momentum sank into the golden robe's head in the blink of an eye, and it was fleeting.

The golden robe's eyes bulged and widened, and there seemed to be surprise and doubt in his eyes, and then relief, surprise, and heat.

Suddenly, a hint of alarm quietly rose in his heart, the golden robe's figure turned slightly, and an attack comparable to a half-step to the realm fell on his side, the golden robe slowly turned his head, looking at Sima Yuan, who was falling suddenly, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the palm of his hand was gradually expanding and expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, it became dozens of zhang wide, and the palm lines in his hand were clearly visible, and the outline arc fell into the bottom of the eye.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the golden robe, and he spat out the truth, imprisoned the space, and shouted: "Deceive the superiors and subordinates, act recklessly, and kill the same door, today this seat will eradicate you, the black sheep, on behalf of the Feiling Gate!"

The mantra is spit out, the mountains and rivers are silent, the rivers are upside down, and there is no sound for thousands of miles.

Say what you say, nothing more.

This kind of feeling that life is worse than death is like a late life, others may not be able to speak, and Sima Yuan at this moment is deeply touched.

Looking at the huge upside-turning palm pressed straight down, the feeling of despair and collapse that could not be avoided and could not give birth to a trace of resistance, Sima Yuan's heart was in a trance, and his heart was about to stop beating, and he was suffocated.

The roar, the concussions, and the whistling sound came into the ears almost simultaneously, and they were extremely clear.

At this moment, it is as if time has stopped turning, and life has stopped at this moment.

"Bang !!"

The giant palm fell, the river broke off, the mountains collapsed, and the birds and beasts jumped wildly, like the end of the world.

Sima Yuan, who was like an ant, disappeared, as if he had completely fallen on the spot.

The golden-robed Taoist priest, the deep stream under his divine consciousness swept slightly, and it was clear that the extremely low and weak aura slowly dissipated, and the cold meaning in his eyes gently dissipated.

Suddenly, the golden robe's complexion changed greatly, Huo Ran turned his head and shouted, "Who is it?"

He suddenly fell down as if he had suddenly woken up, intending to recover Sima Yuan who had fallen into the deep stream.

It's a pity that several salvage searches have not found any trace of Sima Yuan, and the faint aura has completely disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of the sound, the golden robe that suddenly flew up from the water had a gloomy face, and was extremely angry, extremely terrifying, as if it intended to devour people.

The other party can silently interfere with and even bewitch the mind and wisdom of the golden robe, and he is undoubtedly a great master of the Transformation Realm.

What's more, when he is not aware of it, it proves more and more that the person who came is terrible.

The golden robe clenched his fists, and the breath on his body was chaotic, which was a sign that he was almost going mad.

His eyes were full of hatred, and he slammed down, causing the river waves to turn over and the mountains to tremble.

The heart of the golden robe was dripping blood, and the great opportunity to enter the realm of transformation was missed by him!

Sima Yuan's face was not red and his heart was not beating, "Dare to ask what the seniors can teach me?"

The old patriarch wanted to pluck this new host a little, but when he saw the blazing meaning in the other party's eyes, his old face suddenly darkened, and he waved his hand with a bored expression: ", no, nothing, the old man is now alone, and there are no treasures." ”

Sima Yuan pursed his mouth, and after muttering a few words unwillingly, he looked down at Zhihai and bowed slightly, Shi Shiran walked out and disappeared.

On the jade platform, Sima Yuan sat cross-legged, his eyes slowly opened closed, and his eyes flashed and shone brightly.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm, otherwise it would be a 'continent to destroy the land and sink the land' if it was at least the three existences of the Transformation Realm, and no one could predict the outcome of the three powerhouses in the sea of knowledge, but Sima Yuan's fate was definitely extremely miserable, and if it was not done well, it would be the consequence of the soul's soul.

Sima Yuan's expression was slightly relaxed, and the sudden catastrophe was jointly restrained by the two upper realm cultivators in the sea of knowledge, and some kind of agreement was reached for him, although it is not clear what the agreement is, but according to the past two existences of the gift of the Heart Sutra and so on, this matter will inevitably outweigh the disadvantages for him.

In his opinion, if he could climb to the Transformation Realm or even the legendary Transformation Realm, even if there was really some kind of calculation in it, he would admit it.

When a husband is alive, he must not be powerless.

And in the world of cultivation, the minimum requirement for people in the cultivation is strength!

Strength, that is, all that is. all that is.

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