Just as the old man's attack was rolling in, he roared even more, and the sound of the soul suddenly rushed into a monstrous sound wave, and the cover came towards Yu Si at great speed.

The sense of fatal crisis lies in the instant growth of the sea of consciousness, and the clear feeling of the next breath is that if it continues like this, it will be the time of his own death.

The moment this terrifying power came to the top of Si's head, Yu Si's body suddenly burst into blue light, and the entire mountain forest flickered in the blue light, and a green mang like a rainbow mixed with Xiao Xuanming suddenly appeared above his head. He irreversibly spewed out a mouthful of golden blood, which merged into the blue emitted by the little Xuanwu above his head, causing the halo of this little Xuanwu's blue light to rise several times and go straight to Xiao Han.

"The divine beast is in the sky, shining the mountains and rivers", Yu Si roared with a hideous expression.

But I saw that the viscous space of the old man's monk in the mountains and forests was instantly torn apart by the shackles of the heavy rule power under the blue light of this little Xuanming, and the violent power roared and turned towards the old man's life-threatening spirit sword.

Then, the old man's spirit sword collided with the Tianzun sword. Even the supreme treasure of the high-level cultivator collapsed in an instant in front of the Tianzun Sword that had blessed the power of the little Xuanwu Origin. A huge impact force swept in all directions, Yu Si opened and spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and at the same time as the incoming spirit sword collapsed, Xiao Xuanwu in the void where Yu Si was slowly opened its cute eyes.

Not only the old man, but even Meng Xianglin, the monk surnamed Qiu, Meng Jian and Han Jian who avoided his edge, were also extremely frightened, the spirit sword that the old man easily did not use looked like a sword shadow transformed by ten thousand rays of light, just a sword qi. But what the other monks couldn't see was that this was a true sword formed by the condensation of the Origin Gold that this old man had accumulated after nearly 10,000 years of cultivation, and the combination of the gold threads of the substance.

At the moment when the spirit sword collapsed, almost all of its broken fragments were absorbed by Xiao Xuanming on top of Yu Si's head. Then Xiao Xuanming blinked his eyes with satisfaction, returned to the Qibao Cailian space that could be accommodated, and continued to sleep. The appearance of this little mystery, and the disappearance at this moment, all happened under circumstances that were absolutely unclear.

At this time, Yu Si's eyes were red, and under the impact of the fierce force, he was forced to take three steps back, and spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood again. He staggered, but in this short period of time, he was severely injured, and there was a sharp pain all over his body.

And those monks' eyes were solemn, and the old man didn't know what Fang Cai's mutated little turtle was, but he could actually block the "soul sword" condensed by the origin of gold, and defeat the soul sword. What made him even more distressed was that the origin of gold that he had accumulated over the years had been taken away by the little turtle.

At this moment, he was close to Yu Si, and after approaching, his right hand raised his index finger and flashed yellow, and suddenly, his entire index finger suddenly conjured a light and shadow, and when the light and shadow appeared, a long rainbow was condensed and went straight to the heart of Yu Si's eyebrows.

At this critical moment, a bright light flashed rapidly in front of Yu Si's eyebrows, and the Tianzun Sword roared out, and as soon as this Tianzun Sword Fang appeared, it immediately encountered the Killing Finger Sword of the middle-aged monk. Under the upright momentum of the Tianzun Sword, this finger sword suddenly collapsed with a tremble.

Under the sharp resistance of the Tianzun Sword, Yu Si roared and roared, inspiring a strong fighting intent in his heart. The light of the whole body flashed, and the long river of time and space appeared in Yu Si's body, and he didn't make any pause, forcing back the middle-aged monk's sword and then turning around suddenly, and walking in front of him in one step.

At the same time, Yu Si's right hand was raised, and the ghosts were wrapped around his fingers, and he immediately roared out, and in an instant, this mountain forest was covered by the sound of endless roaring. Under the finger of Shura, the monstrous power roared, and went straight to the old man at an extremely fast speed.

Yu Si's injuries were particularly serious, he was completely ignoring it at the moment, desperately, regardless of his own weak cultivation power, with a ferocious battle intent and suddenly pointed out the Demon Heaven Finger At the same time, the long river of time and space coiled around Si's body, and his figure disappeared in an instant. In the disappearing figure, all the power of cultivation and the Tianzun Sword were poured into the old monk, and suddenly two ferocious attacks came out at the same time, directly permeating the old man.

Between the two spells, one bright and one dark, the Yuan Spiritual Power roared, and the void was completely cracked. The old man didn't have time to dodge at all, and in an instant, he was covered by the power of two attacks. The terrifying power of the soul burning spirit above the Demon Heavenly Finger made this finger have a powerful life-seeking power.

The long river of time and space was even more illusory of the old man's sword attack, which made the power of the Tianzun Sword skyrocket, making the old man's expression change drastically, his body retreated sharply, and the surging yuan force of his whole body swam around, using all his strength to resist, but in an instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The old man was even more evasive, and at the same time as blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, his body retreated sharply, and a terrifying injury appeared on his body.

Before the old man could breathe, Yu Si appeared behind him, flicked his sleeves and spewed out the Samadhi True Fire, and a surging fire erupted from Yu Si's mouth. The raging flames roared, and the sea of fire instantly enveloped the space where the old man was, and burned towards him at a rapid pace.

Under this flame, the mountains and forests were instantly on fire, and countless foreign objects were burned into ashes, if it wasn't for Yu Si's mind to control the burning area of the Samadhi True Fire, even Meng Runtian and other mountains and forests would have become part of the sea of fire.

The old man's expression changed greatly, in this raging world, it was too late to kill Yu Si, but quickly retreated, and as soon as this samadhi true fire came out, it brought him an extremely strong life and death crisis. At the moment when he first discovered that the phoenix fire was coming, he had already escaped with the power of cultivation at an extremely fast speed. But no matter how quickly he dodged, his body was still burned by the true fire of Samadhi, and his whole body was extremely embarrassed.

The old man was extremely depressed, he only struck two blows at Yu Si, a little monk in his eyes, but he didn't expect that not only would he not be wiped out under the Desperate Spirit Sword that sacrificed the origin of gold, but instead he would spend tens of thousands of years of accumulation of the origin of gold. In exchange for Yu Si's series of chain attacks, he had no chance to make a move, and at the same time, he had to face a deadly attack. In the next second, he was in danger of dying at the hands of Si.

"Little thief, let you live two more days. The old man has no interest in fighting today. The next time we meet, you will be crushed. The old man got up and flew into the void, and before leaving, he gave himself an excuse that was extremely unrigorous.

"If you want to go, is this what you can say?" Yu Si was already injured at this time and reluctantly used this series of offensives, if this old man did not die under the samadhi true fire, then Yu Si's serious injuries could no longer allow him to perform the next spell. Such a series of offensives were all bluffed and reluctant.

So, when he heard that the old man was frightened by himself and threw out the words on the field, he deliberately threatened to say that he would not let the old man leave.

Hearing this, the old man didn't think about it, slapped his chest, spurted out a mouthful of blood, blessed his cultivation, and immediately ran away from the sky

Meng Jian and Meng Xianglin were really shocked by Yu Si's cultivation, Meng Xianglin was the only one who could sense Yu Si's cultivation with the old man at this time. At this time, they were still stupidly staring at the place where the battle had just taken place from a hundred feet away.

In their minds, they already knew that Yu Si, who seemed to be in the late stage of embryonic formation, had previously thought that Yu Si was not at all the opponent of the monk who had cultivated in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, but at this moment, he had come up with a ridiculous answer that he was invincible.

But only Meng Runtian, who was thousands of feet away, could see that Yu Si had the cultivation of the Yuan Period, but his combat power was amazingly fierce.

Meng Jian didn't expect that the master would abandon himself, and he also had the idea of retreating for a while. Fang Cai was just a perennial prestige and was killed by his own misdeeds, and Fang You's impulse to get back face also cooled down, and he didn't have the heart to fight Han Jian anymore, so he wanted to rush to the sky.

"Master Meng, why don't you take revenge? Han Daoyou, it's your turn. Yu Si shook his body to block Meng Jian's way, and said with a smile.

For the evil monks, Yu Si can kill one by one. This Meng Jian's roe deer is gallant, and his body is filled with a vague aura at that time, which is the temperament formed by calculating others all year round. Although Meng Jianxiu was a small level higher than Han Jian, Yu Si knew that he was not Han Jian's opponent.

"You, you, you let the master leave, why did you catch Meng Mou?" Meng Jian knew that Yu Si would explain here today when he made a move, so he asked this question.

"Do you think he can escape from Yu's palm?" Han Daoyou-" Yu Si's divine sense was extremely fierce, and he sensed that the old man had not gone far, and was now hiding in the mountains and forests thousands of miles away, looking at the dynamics of this side, and examining whether he still had the strength to fight. So he stiffened his mouth and returned.

At the same time, he despised these monks of the Meng family even more in his heart, a dignified monk in the middle of the Huayuan Dynasty actually sensed a trace of danger, but the first thing he thought of was that he fled immediately, and even ignored the comfort of his own disciples and other monks.

But he was glad that if the old man attacked him again, he would have no ability to resist, and the result could be imagined. The reason why he downplayed Meng Xianglin now and talked to Meng Jian was that he was repairing his body at great speed.

In the tea scene, Yu Si's strong and magical body was restored by the attributes of the perfect wood, and the colorful lotus also filled his dantian and body with pure spiritual power. That means he's back to his prime.

As soon as the old man hiding in the distance saw Yu Si's current state, he no longer doubted the correctness of his escape, and immediately galloped away outside the mountains and forests.

At this time, a momentum that shook the heavens and the earth penetrated madly in the mountains and forests in the void, and the sharp sound of breaking the sky formed a roar!

A sturdy monk figure appeared in front of Meng Jian's eyes, on his body, the power of cultivation was mediocre, although the momentum was great, but it was not amazing, this person was Han Jian.