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Yitong was quietly scolded by Qi Yun without a little temper, and from this moment on, the woman's tone could even hear obvious joy, the Qi family now has Yi Bao Pavilion to settle, the identity of Yitong Xingjun is there, the Qi family and even Wu Guo will no longer have the previous internal and external troubles, Qi Ronghong's body is also slowly recovering;

"You go back to the main body first, I'll go to Penglai to pick you up after I'm done here." Yitong didn't want to go through any more trouble and cut off Qi Yunjing's words directly, if he continued to talk like this, I was afraid that something would happen, and when he did, he would break it.

"You're sending me back?" Qi Yun asked with an unhappy pout.

"Gu Yue, you stay by your side, defend yourself, goodbye!" Yi Yu immediately flicked Gu Yue with his palm, the sword blade disappeared, and Qi Yunjing also dissipated from his divine sense.

This speed is so fast that there are no friends, and the immortals who have been doing so many years have not done it for nothing.

The fairy sword will only be perfect if it has a sword spirit, if it is just to send Qi Yunjing back, this sword will not be able to exert all its power after all, with the cloak in hand, his own strength has also improved, and the road ahead is not difficult.

After saying goodbye to the old man, Yitong left this village of wounded soldiers on the same day, and he did not have time to spend his energy in such a place, even if he did not fully recover, he could not delay.

Cai Rong's life and death are not yet known, but from the current silent attitude of the underworld, there is no major problem, and he can still save it.

Taixu country, a country that advocates the body and space, the totem in the Taixu country is the ancient Taixu ancient dragon, and the annals of history are contained: Taixu Youlong, the body is strong, the divine power is boundless, and it is the extreme of the beasts of the Three Realms.

Because of this, when Yitong entered the territory of Taixu Country, most of the local natives he encountered were muscular men, and even the women had the strength to control the figure of the weeping willow, which was really frightening.

Marching into the small city attached to Taixu 'Scattered City', it seemed that some important event was being held in the city, a large number of monks gathered, and the people were closed to their homes, except for the monks gathered on the street, there was not even a wild cat.

Holding the scabbard of the cloak and sword, walking on such a bleak road, it is inevitable that there will be more vigilance in his heart.

"Wow!wh

This was followed by the roar of the entire city as the monks of different camps began to fight for some reason, roars, screams, and all kinds of sounds of gold and iron echoing in the sky.

"There's another leak on this side!" a few monks who suddenly rushed out of the corner and said excitedly, pointing to a ridge.

"What's missing?" Yitong looked at the monks who rushed over, frowned, and the luck in his palm pushed out, and the spiritual energy torrent overthrew the monks and continued to walk forward.

The monks were far from being the opponents of Yitong, and they watched Yitong move forward without a trace of thought, as if they were a swarm of ants, and it was not worth his too much energy.

"Signal!" said the slightly less injured monk to his companion on one side, and his companion bowed his head, and the distress flare flew out, which the rest of the city could see.

Naturally, the one who saw it across the street was the fastest, and he rushed to this side unstoppably and saw the brother lying on the ground, and he was very unhappy to pull out his weapon and fight with Yitong.

Yitong was pinching his fingers at the moment, judging whether there was anything wrong with his direction, and the sudden murderous aura made him disgusted.

A finger pops out, and the pebbles fly.

The crimson flowers bloomed on the monk's calves, and then he fell to his knees and wept, a sight that made the brothers around him shudder.

"The monks cultivate their bodies and minds, control their own bodies, purify their own spirits, and apothesize for outsiders, and influence others externally, evil ways, and all of them have backsliding, and still hope for the right way!" A muttering voice was like a bell exploding in the ears of the monks.

"It's ...... Demons?" the monks froze in place, and they left.

In their field of vision, the entire city is purgatory, and in the dark red sky and dark green ghostly fire, Ichichi are the demons who come and go unhindered, they are the only remaining benevolent ones in this purgatory, and they cringe in the face of the powerful Ichigo.

"Where are the demons!" "There will always be aliens who act for the heavens and move by heart, and they will appear last, erase the glory of the former, slay the demons and eliminate the demons, and then they will be the heroes admired by everyone.

The sword qi became self-contained, and it slashed at Yiyu's body from afar.

"Broken!" Yitong was clear, and the people who were attacking him were all misguided monks, and a little punishment could drive him into the right path, which was what the immortal family was most willing to do.

The "Ping Pong ......" sword qi made a crisp cracking sound like a glass plate, and a pair of bewitching flower pupils appeared in Yitong's eyes.

"Illusion?" was stunned, and his figure retreated a few steps and paused.

Illusion is a big shortcoming, there are many types of magic in the world, although the immortal art stands on the top, but it is not the only method, illusion, body art, alchemy are the top methods that cannot be contested; the heavenly realm also has a big man who becomes an immortal with the strength of illusion, Xingtian has visited them, and wants to learn a mountain but unfortunately the conclusion is that there is no root bone to learn illusion, so give up; the sister on the snow mountain has only taught a few tricks to sober up and crack.

The simplest way to crack it is very violent and effective.

"Break!" Yitong's finger broke quickly, and an orange shadow of a mad lion appeared behind him, roaring with a huge mouth, and his voice intimidated Kyushu.

The clouds were shattered by the roar of the lion, and the eardrums of all the creatures in the city pierced, and two lines of bright red blood slipped down their earlobes, leaving an indelible mark on everyone's minds.

"Buzz~" The humming sound made all the monks' minds blank, and after a short period of chaos, Qingming reappeared in the eyes of the monks.

"My head hurts...... the monks puffed with blood on the corners of their mouths, and the gray world of purgatory was like a burnt mural, lingering.

"Wow!" The flower-like pattern bloomed in the sky again, which was similar to the previous distress fireworks, but it was not used to call for help, this was the initial mobilization pattern.

"Extinguish!" Yiyu shook his palm against the pattern, and the air flow between them violently swallowed up the fireworks.

"What kind of power is this?!" muttered the monk as he looked at the disappearing pattern from the sky.

After a mountain twisted the pattern, he left again, he did not mean to stay, this is someone else's dispute, a mountain in the mortal world can not interfere with the wheel of life drive, everything is destined.

"This immortal chief?!" Despite the many calls behind him, Yitong still walked straight forward like this.

"No matter what kind of fruit it is, it is the cause of your own planting, and the cause and effect need to be eaten by yourself, otherwise after the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, you still can't escape the cause and effect. As soon as he left the city, the towering walls were nothing more than a light leap in his eyes.

There is a law enforcement team in the territory of Taixu Country, which is equivalent to the spirit dragon cavalry teleported from Penglai before, and has absolute status and strength in the territory of a big country;

There are strange things every year, especially this year, I don't know if I didn't pay too much attention to the people below in the sky, and I met three towns and eight villages along the way, none of which were normal; I only felt lifeless along the way, as if I was pressed into a cotton ball, and I couldn't breathe easily.

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