"Master Zhan, what should we do?"

Xiao Jue was domineering before, saying that he would throw Lin Yi into the pig cage and drown in the dung, but now listening to the words of the old man, he only felt that the old man did not seem to have the confidence to win, and he was suddenly panicked, like an ant on a hot pot.

"What else can I do, I just told you not to speak, and you didn't listen, you were really killed by you!" If it was in normal times, Zhan Tonggu would not dare to offend this little prince at all, although he had previously claimed that Xiao Jue was a royal bloodline, but in fact he knew very well that although the branch of King Nan Xuan was canonized as a prince, it was actually just luck, and Xiao Yan and Xiao Hong had no direct blood relationship, but Xiao Jue was the prince's companion, and he had been in Jiankang for a long time, which was equivalent to half of Xiao Yan's son.

In fact, when he came out to do things this time, Xiao Jue also worked for the prince, which is equivalent to the prince's cha. The more he knew about this relationship, the more he didn't dare to offend this arrogant little prince, but at this time, he couldn't protect himself, but he couldn't control his emotions.

Xiao Jue was scolded by him, first stunned, and then furious, but when he raised his eyes and saw his murderous gaze, the brocade-clothed young man suddenly shrank his body, and he only felt cold.

"This old natal artifact turned out to be a big banner?"

At this time, the old man's natal vitality surged, and the banner behind him unfurled, not to mention the rest of the cultivators in this Chaotian Palace, even Lin Yiyou was a little surprised, and he didn't expect it at all.

This big flag was suspended behind the old man, the dark waves on the dark blue flag surged, some runes loomed, like a tide, every time it fluctuated, there was an indescribable moist breath in the air that fluctuated violently.

It's just a snap of a finger, and some of the blues on the flag, which originally looked empty, are darker, like a relief, and it is actually in the shape of a dragon.

The face of this dragon is very fierce, like a ghost, and the head is extremely long, but the body is short, and it looks very vicious and weird.

"It's... Is this alive?"

After all, Xiao Jue had not experienced a real cruel killing array, he was already afraid and wanted to cry, at this time, when he saw this blue dragon, he was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

In his sight, this dragon actually broke free from this big flag!

"Huh!"

A terrifying aura enveloped the entire Chaotian Palace.

The blue dragon swam out of the banner and devoured towards Lin Yi, and at this time, in everyone's perception, including Lin Yi's perception, there was no longer the existence of this old real person.

The body qi of this old real man was completely integrated with the big flag, and everyone clearly saw him in the sky, but everyone only felt that there was a rolling true yuan running in the air, swimming in that big flag.

Like a giant sword, the dragon straightened its body in the air and rushed straight towards Lin Yi.

It is condensed by vitality, of course, it is not a living thing as Xiao Jue said, but all the details of it at this time seem to be no different from a real living thing, everything is extremely real, like iron clusters of scales, like coral-like dragon horns, and even on its huge dragon head, in those eyes, there is a flash of light, and even with an indifferent, contemptuous aura of low-end creatures.

Lin Yi's face became more and more solemn.

This is the so-called potential.

Only cultivators who have reached this level, the power of heaven and earth condensed by their true essence, and their natal vitality, will naturally carry their momentum, and it is the manifestation of their will.

Not long ago, when the news of the Demon Sect's escape from the Northern Wei Dynasty was transmitted to the party, the specific details of the battle between the Demon Sect and the Northern Wei Emperor were also known, and at that time, the Yuan Dao and Yun Tang explained to him that in fact, even if they had the same cultivation, the existence of the Northern Wei Emperor, when he had the kind of method like the Dharma body outside the body, was far more terrifying than the rest of the same realm cultivators who had the same method.

It is not just because he has a unique bloodline power, but because a person like the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty has been sitting on the throne for a long time, his momentum, his will, in such a momentum manifestation level, is far more magnificent than that of ordinary cultivators.

The cultivators who have entered the Holy Realm are almost already the supreme in this world, even if they look at those powerful Divine Mind Realm cultivators, I am afraid that they are like a true dragon in the sky looking at a lion and tiger in the mortal world, of course, the momentum and will of this previous generation of wind and rain are not comparable to the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but at this time, this dragon has already made him feel the real pressure.

For all the cultivators under the Divine Mind Realm in this Chaotian Palace, in their perception, that kind of sacred and majestic dragon breath had already descended.

Their bodies kept ringing softly, and the true yuan that they had obtained through hard cultivation and could only be invoked by themselves was actually pressed down by this majestic power at this time, sinking into their sea of qi.

Their hearts sank with it.

They truly experienced the despair of being crushed by the complete realm, and they also believed in those scriptures before, cultivators who entered the holy realm, and when they looked at the low-level cultivators, they were afraid that as long as there was killing intent, that low-level cultivator would already be dead.

However, many cultivators of the Chengtian Realm did not feel that they were very low-level cultivators, but now, those cultivators of the Chengtian Realm among these people were also in a mood that could not be described in words, and they truly realized that if this old man wanted to kill them, it was really enough to look at them.

Then in front of Chen Ziyun, the other true disciple of He Xiu, and characters like the Demon Sect, they were the same as the real ants, there was no difference.

Lin Yi's body also made a constant sound.

It's like a bowstring is flicking, collapsing.

The exercises practiced by this previous generation of Feng Tu Yu Shun Zhenren are also extremely unique, including this natal weapon, which is not recorded in any of the classics and notes he has seen.

This artifact itself seems to have a unique power that can force a cultivator's true yuan to return to his or her own sea of qi and lose his cultivation.

Even if he didn't have the True Yuan in his body, this power was still oppressing the Sword Yuan in his body to return to some tricks.

At this time, the sword yuan in his body did not succumb to such a flow of air and will, and under the forced resistance, there were faint signs of collapse.

The blue dragon fell from the sky, getting closer and closer to him, and the coercion surging towards his body became heavier and more terrifying, and even the ground under his body, which had been hit by countless water swords, began to continue to dent downward.

Yet he remained still.

Countless red colors bloomed on his body.

It was as if countless drops of blood had come out of his skin.

It's just that this red is incomparably tight, incomparably heavy, like countless grains of sand on the surface of his body.

This is an incomparably condensed amalgamer particle, each particle is as small as real gravel, but it has countless natural edges, and the sharp and sharp angles of each edge are like a small sword stabbing towards the sword of heaven and earth.

The Danmercury Dao method he obtained came from the Sword Pavilion, and before He Shixing founded the Sword Pavilion, this Danmercury Dao method had been circulated in the world for many years, but none of the practitioners who practiced this Danmercury Dao method in the past dynasties could practice the Danmercury Dao to the point where he did.

Because no matter what the true yuan realm of those people was, no one person's physical body and vitality were as strong as him, and no one person's body could hold so much Dan Mercury.

These amalgami particles did not have any true element fluctuations on the surface of his body, just like countless crimson gems were shining with precious light, but when those true amalgatic energy forces continued to impact on their surfaces, and then shattered one after another, when countless chaotic air currents scattered out of Lin Yi's body like silk threads, all of them began to perceive the earth-piercing aura on these amalgami particles.

The old man's face was also extremely solemn, but there was a lot of reason in his eyes.

This kind of piercing aura is also a matter of course.

Because the other party is the master of the Sword Pavilion and a disciple of He Xiu.

He coughed softly.

It was a light cough with real pain.

A large mass of natal energy in his body instantly left his body.

For an old cultivator like him, such a amount of natal vitality leaving his body in an instant is really no different from cutting meat.

Rumble!

There was a loud roar between heaven and earth.

The blue dragon in the sky smashed down, and the huge dragon head rushed down indifferently and rushed on Lin Yi's body.