Chapter 303: Resurrection!

"Hmph, can you escape?"

Yang Yi snorted coldly, and the Spirit Devouring Knife appeared in his hand, and then he closed his eyes, and the Spirit Devouring Knife in his hand also trembled slightly, and the slightest murderous aura also lingered on the blade. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

My sword, my word.

If my sword is unstoppable, my way will naturally not change, and if there is an obstacle, it will be broken with a sword.

If the sky dares to block, a knife will break it, if the earth dares to block, a knife will break it, if all living beings dare to block, the knife will slaughter the heaven and earth.

Yang Yi opened his eyes, and with a slight sweep of the Spirit Devouring Knife, he saw a beam of sword light appear out of thin air.

This sword light is plain, but it faintly contains endless mysteries.

As soon as the sword light swirled, the heavens and the earth were covered with endless swords, and where the swords passed, the void exploded, and everything was silent.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, a storm of swords and rays floated, and at the same time, the power of the world was also re-released between heaven and earth, imprisoning this void.

Click!

As he was fleeing, his body stiffened suddenly, and then he saw a piercing sword slash through the void, enveloping him.

At the moment when the sword came to him, a color of fear also rose in the heart of the night blowing wind.

There is a great fear between life and death.

When death comes, ants are still stealing life, and they are more suitable as human beings who are the primates of all things.

"No!"

Night Blowing Wind shouted loudly in his heart, and an endless force erupted in his body, but it was a matter of life and death, and his potential exploded again.

It's a pity that no matter how he struggles, in the face of Yang Yi's move, he is still a little self-conscious.

Sonorous!

Suddenly, the sound of the knife suddenly appeared, and the knife burst open, like fireworks at night, incomparably bright.

I only heard a scream, and the figure of the night wind also turned into nothingness.

Click!

Immediately after, the void within a radius of thousands of miles began to shatter.

Finally, I saw a spatial black hole appear in mid-air, like a hideous mouth of a giant beast, sweeping thousands of miles.

As the author of all this, Yang Yi just glanced at this change calmly, and then disappeared in midair.

Many onlookers who rushed to hear the sound were also shocked when they saw this scene.

"With the force of one blow, the sky collapsed, and it was really terrifying. ”

Bai Cheng stood on top of a mountain, looking at the apocalyptic picture, and the shock in his heart was also incomprehensible.

Swish!!!

Just when countless people were shocked, a dark blood-colored battle flag suddenly appeared in this broken world.

Airplanes!!!

As soon as the battle flag came out, a dark blood-colored circle of light burst out, and wherever the aperture went, the broken void was also healed.

The tumbling magma fire also gradually extinguished, and finally cooled down and turned into hard rock.

"Move mountains and reclaim the sea!"

With the sound of vicissitudes, I saw a mountain thousands of feet high appear out of thin air and fall on the ground destroyed by Yang Yi.

Thundered!

The ground trembled, and the destroyed place also had an additional peak, and after the battle flag repaired the heavens and the earth, it disappeared again.

The breeze was blowing, and the onlookers were also in a trance, as if everything that had just happened was fake.

However, the blade edge left in the void was a reminder to them that the previous scene really existed.

"Let's go!"

Bai Cheng also sighed lightly when he saw that his ancestor had made a move.

Immediately, he quickly left with those who were still in shock.

In just half a day, Yang Yi's action to extinguish the night wind spread throughout the area of Blood Flag Mountain, and many people also fell silent after seeing Yang Yi's demeanor through the photo wall.

Especially many self-proclaimed figures, when they saw Yang Yi's upright figure, they were even more ashamed.

Heavenly Wind Country!

In an ancient hall, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, dressed in a coarse linen robe, and he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

In front of him, there is an altar with a square circle, the altar has five colors, and many runes are depicted on it, which is simple and vicissitudes, implying Taoist rhyme.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, and his face was also a little shocked.

Then, his face changed, and as soon as he pointed out, the altar also flickered, and in an instant, there was also an additional teleportation gate on the altar.

The old man's figure flickered, and he disappeared into the portal gate.

In the next moment, the old man appeared in a dark space, and in this space, there were many large and small altars, these altars were of different colors and sizes, and they stood in all directions according to a certain law.

Many altars surround a white jade altar with this as the main one, and on the periphery of the altar, there is a blood-colored river.

The river is still and there are no waves, and there is not half a ripple.

The only thing they have in common is that above these altars is a transparent ball of light that appears to hold a drop of blood.

The whole picture is quite weird.

Suddenly, a blue altar lit up, and with it, the drop of blood in the ball of light also flickered.

"Blowing!"

The old man exclaimed, and there was an extra scepter in his hand, and as soon as he lit it, the drop of blood placed on the blue altar fell on the main altar.

At this time, the old man also muttered silently, and at the same time took out a small banner and shook it back and forth.

After more than ten breaths, the white jade altar erupted with a bright light and fell directly into the blood river.

"Flesh and blood are reversed, and the soul is back!"

The old man shouted, and there seemed to be some kind of rhythm in his voice, which actually resonated with this space.

As soon as this fluctuation came out, the drop of blood seemed to change a little more.

Hula!

As soon as the blood river waved, a stream of blood rose into the air and flowed into the white jade altar.

After feeling the blood water, the blood water erupted with a devouring force, and suddenly, these blood water were all injected into the unique drop of blood like a milk swallow returning to its nest.

After absorbing enough blood, this drop of blood turned into a three-foot-sized blood cocoon.

Call!

After seeing the appearance of the blood cocoon, the old man's face was also relieved.

After a little groaning, he took out an ancient jade talisman and directly punched it into the blood cocoon.

"Blowing the wind, there is only so much that the old man can do for you, if you fail to comprehend the resurrection technique in this resurrection, the achievements in this life will also stop, but once you comprehend the resurrection technique, then, there will be a place for you in the heavens and all worlds. ”

The old man stared at the blood cocoon for a moment, then disappeared in front of the altar.

When the old man returned to the main hall, he found that there were three more people in the main hall, and the leader was wearing a golden dragon robe, wearing a flat heavenly crown, exuding the aura of the emperor all over his body, and his originally majestic face was also a little anxious at the moment.

This person is none other than the monarch of the Heavenly Wind Country.

Closely followed by the wind and the howling sky were Hu Yanshuo, the generalissimo of the Tianfeng Country, and Xiao Jingtian, the prime minister.

When Feng Xiaotian saw the old man, he also hurriedly asked, "High priest, how is the wind?"

"The old decay has resurrected the blowing wind with the help of the sacrificial technique, but whether the blowing wind can comprehend the resurrection technique depends on the will of heaven......

After the high priest Shang Kong finished speaking, his face was also a little embarrassed.

"High priest, rest assured, with the talent of this child, he will definitely be able to comprehend the ...... of resurrection."

After Feng Xiaotian finished speaking, a look of worry flashed in the depths of his pupils. (To be continued.) )