Although he still only needs two hundred years of internal strength, in fact, after the increase of innate true intention, he is really not inferior to those who have a thousand years of internal strength!

"This is a breakthrough in the innate nature, and the strength is equivalent to an earth-shaking change!" Zhou Yi smiled and sighed, but he didn't expect that in the sect, in the secret realm, in four years, the strength cultivated has not yet come out, and in a few days, it has increased a lot.

Of course, these two must not be comparable, if there is no accumulation in the previous four years, after he breaks through the innate nature, his strength will not grow to such a point, complement each other, it can only be said that they complement each other, cause and effect!

......

Zhou Yi was checking the growth of his strength, and from the outside world, Song Hai looked around solemnly, protecting Zhou Yi.

Suddenly, Song Hai's brows suddenly furrowed, his eyes looked straight ahead, and his face was serious.

In front of us is a cluster of houses, of varying heights and layers, with several streets connecting their rooms, staggered, covering up the houses, and if you don't see through what is in the eye, you can only see some of the things in the front.

Song Hai was looking at these houses, but his gaze did not fall on the many houses, but on a street, his face was serious, and the hand holding the knife was quietly forced.

Above the house group, under the gaze of Song Hai, the air suddenly became distorted, faint, and full of a sense of spatial confusion, just like the air above the fire he saw when he was a child.

Could it be that under this distorted air, there is also a fire.

This is a joke, if there is really a fire, can cause such a large area of air distortion, then this fire must not be small, even if it is this blue sky and white sun, the burning fire should also shine on the heavens and the earth, but now, except for the distorted air, there is no other vision.

So, it's not a fire!

Click!

The distorted space above the square object gradually spread, and soon extended to Song Hai's body, only a zhang away from him, and at the same time, an orderly footstep gradually became clear, coming from the street where Song Hai was staring, from far to near.

Soon, under the distorted air, a person walked out, walking slowly, towards Song Hai.

If you look closely, you can find that the time of each step of this person is the same, and the distance between each step is the same.

"Are you Song Hai or Zhou Yi?" the person who came walked in front of Song Hai and stopped, and the distorted air above also stopped and extended, his eyes skimmed over Song Hai and glanced at Zhou Yi, then turned back, looked at Song Hai and asked.

"Song Hai!" Song Hai replied in a cold voice with an expressionless face.

"Then you didn't find the wrong one!" The person who came looked as if he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhou Yi who was sitting cross-legged, and asked in a harmonious voice: "Since you are Song Hai, then he must be Zhou Yi!"

"Down, Mingjian Villa, Qiu Yi!" the person who came tidied up his clothes, looked like a handsome boy, and said softly.

Song Hai didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

Qiu Yi smiled, disappreciating, and suddenly made a sword finger with his hand, and shook suddenly.

Rumble!

The distorted air that had originally existed above him changed in an instant with the movement of his sword fingers, and in an instant, a tall giant sword was formed above Qiu Yi's head in an instant.

Hiss!

The moment the giant sword appeared, the Dao Dao sword qi flew away, making a Dao tearing sound.

Shout!

Giant sword Fang Cheng, Qiu Yi moved his sword finger, and slowly pointed towards Zhou Yi, and suddenly, the body of the giant sword turned upside down, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Zhou Yi, and with a snort, it stabbed over.

In the face of this earth-shattering sword, Song Hai's face did not move, not even his eyelids fluctuated, and the fingers holding the handle of the knife moved slightly.

Rub!

A white knife light flashed, and it was gone in an instant, Song Hai's eyelids were lowered, his hand was still on the handle of the knife, and he looked at Qiu Yi expressionlessly.

Swish!

In an instant, Qiu Yi was shocked, and the fingers that made the sword finger bent abruptly, and above the sky, the giant sword disappeared in an instant, and the originally distorted air slowly returned to calm.

"Poof!" Qiu Yi couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, his face was dazed, just now, what happened?

"What's going on?" Looking down at the crooked sword fingers, Qiu Yi suddenly felt a sharp pain coming, wanting to tear his heart and lungs apart in an instant.

"Hmm!" Qiu Yi forcibly suppressed the sharp pain coming from his body, snorted, looked at the curved sword fingers, and subconsciously wanted to operate the internal force, wanting to find out the situation of the fingers.

"What's the situation?" At the moment when his mind arose, Qiu Yi's complexion changed drastically again, what about my internal force? What is the situation? What happened?

In the body, it is empty, the internal force that was originally strong and complete, and as vast as the ocean, under Qiu Yi's perception at this time, is like a dry river, not a drop is left, like a desert, how can I see a little internal force.

"You ......" After a while, Qiu Yi suddenly understood what was happening, and the sharp pain in his body passed away like a tide in an instant, but he couldn't care about it anymore, he looked up at Song Hai who was expressionless, and wanted to say something, his mouth opened, and he couldn't say the rest of the words.

Because, with a gust of wind blowing, Qiu Yi's body immediately turned into a little fine powder, and the wind swept away.

Facing Qiu Yi, who suddenly dissipated, Song Hai didn't see a trace of strange light in his eyes, put his hand on the knife, and continued to patrol, as if nothing had happened!

......

In the distance, about a kilometer away from Song Hai and the others, the figures that were originally running suddenly stopped, gathered together, and became a group.

The group stood in front of them, with three men in front of them, one man, about thirty years old, dressed in purple, one woman, with a light gauze covered body, with a graceful and sensual appearance, with a vermilion hairpin the size of a pigeon's egg, and an old man, about sixty years old, with wrinkles all over his face, deep ravines, and a moving face that could trap a bunch of flies.

The three of them stood side by side, standing still, their faces were serious, their eyes were far away, they looked at the direction where Song Hai was, and were silent for a long time.

Not only the three of them, but everyone standing behind them all looked at Song Hai's direction with a serious face, their eyes heavy.

They are all masters of various major sects, the lowest strength, the innate and the strongest, the celestials, among them, the three people standing in the front are the masters of the masters, and the existence of the strong among the celestials and the human can be called the strong.

They came all the way with the same goal, for the heads of Zhou Yi and Song Hai, for the elimination of a hundred years of demon tribulation, and for the extra hundred years of protection in their own door!

Originally, they did their own thing, and they thought in their hearts, they came with their ability, whoever could kill Zhou Yi and Song Hai would be able to get the protection of these two demon tribulations!

Under the threat of the Demon Tribulation, the people in the rivers and lakes cannot consume themselves, not to mention that they are all elites in the rivers and lakes, so such a rule has been set!