In the flickering white light, Yang Yi appeared in the bronze hall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This Kou Zhong really can't help up!"

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled in the bronze hall, "But it's okay, if there is one less emperor, there will be one more powerhouse who shatters the void in the future, which is not a bad thing." ”

He has gained a lot in the Tang Dynasty over the years, and the "Recipe for Eternal Life" dedicated to him by Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling was deciphered by him, and he also tried to practice for a while, but he also stopped at the last level and could not advance an inch.

The last of the shattered voids was indeed difficult to penetrate.

He wasn't in a hurry, theoretically, as long as he followed the martial arts techniques passed on by Yang Shenxing, and filled the qi points of his whole body with true qi, when the time came, the seven hundred and twenty acupoints in his body would be connected to the city, and under the induction of heaven and man, he would naturally enter the realm of the great grandmaster, that is, the realm of the broken void.

Since he has not yet reached this realm, it means that he has not accumulated enough, as long as he cultivates step by step, he will never be able to reach the realm of a great grandmaster.

What really tested him was the cultivation after the Great Grandmaster, and that was the real difficulty.

After coming out of the bronze hall, Yang Yi appeared in the mid-air where he had disappeared in the main world when he disappeared.

After landing on the ground, the large transparent hole in front of the hill in front of him was impressive, and it was knocked out by the great master created by his long sword when he was dodging.

"Good guy, a small mountain was actually smashed through by him, this great grandmaster is really beyond the scope of human beings!"

Yang Yi exclaimed, "I can't do this now, but it's not too far from this realm!"

"What about the great grandmaster, if you are hit by my sword, discipline you to remember Lao Tzu for the rest of your life!"

He cleaned up his mood and continued to walk, Yang Shenxing asked him to send three letters, and now that one letter has not been delivered, so many things have happened, God knows what moths will be encountered in the second letter in the future.

He didn't know at this time that the Great Grandmaster, who had been blinded in one eye by his sword, was now cursing at him through gritted teeth.

Because Yang Yi is a half-step great master achieved in the bronze hall, he naturally has a great artistic conception of suppressing the heavens and ending chaos, although he has a sword aura from the masked leader in his body, but after the masked leader is stabbed by him, the crime is even greater than the one he suffered.

If you can't erase the Dao intent in the sword wound, the eyes of the masked leader can't be healed, and the essence and blood can't stop dripping, and even the ancestor of the masked man can't eliminate this kind of Dao rhyme for him.

"Awesome!"

In an unknown underground palace, an old man with a long beard reaching the ground took his finger away from the masked leader's eyes, frowned, and said: "This is not like the breath of the Fifth Heavenly Man, the sword intent of the Fifth Heavenly Man is the purest, just simple destruction and death, and now the Dao rhyme left on your wound is grand and majestic, with the meaning of covering the heavens, which is quite inconsistent with the sword path of the Fifth Heavenly Man, although the Fifth Heavenly Man is good, but it is not so atmospheric!"

The old man's eyes were like two flames that were extinguishing brightly, revealing wisps of cold aura, "Thirteen, are you sure that you were injured on the fifth day?"

The leader of the masked man known as Thirteen was already weak at this time, an empty eye socket was like a small spring, blood was bubbling uncontrollably, every time a stream of blood flowed, his breath weakened a little, he heard the old man's question, and hurriedly said: "I have never seen the fifth heavenly man draw a sword with my own eyes, but looking at the whole world, except for the fifth heavenly person, who can have such a sword technique?"

He was puzzled: "What's more, the great master of the world, he is the only one who has recently appeared in the south, who else can he be?"

The long-bearded old man snorted coldly, "There is no such sword technique in the world, is there no such sword technique in the sky?"

Thirteen was shocked, "Heaven, the child has never offended the heavenly people!"

The old man shook his head and said, "I'm just saying that, who it is yet." ”

He instructed: "Leave this matter aside for the time being, let's find a way to deal with your injury." ”

He sighed, "You come with me!"

In this huge underground palace, there is a circular altar with a radius of three feet, the altar is engraved with strange runes, when the old man led the thirteen children to the altar, someone next to him had already brought a few people who stood still, drew a knife and cut off the head, like a chicken, the blood of these headless corpses was controlled from the cavity, and all of them were sprinkled in the blood trough next to the altar.

The originally dim runes on the altar slowly changed under the watering of blood.

A trace of blue light lit up from the altar uncertainly, and the runes were like flying tadpoles rushing through the altar, and gradually a yin wind arose, and the whole hall was suddenly cold, and the butter candles lit on the four walls were extinguished at the same time, and the blood that had been pouring out of the eyes of the thirteen children had just gushed out, and it had been condensed by the cold.

In the gust of yin wind, the green light on the altar instantly intertwined into a light film that rippled like water waves, and the old man's fingers flicked, and a drop of blood flew out of his fingertips and merged into the light film.

The constantly rippling and wrinkled film of light instantly stabilized, like a huge mirror, reflecting the entire body of the entire hall green, and there seemed to be endless space hidden behind this light film.

A figure with his back to them slowly emerged from the "mirror", and a voice came from inside, "Juan, what's going on?"

This voice was sonorous and powerful, majestic and solemn, like an invisible mountain, pressing on everyone, except for the old man and the thirteen children, the rest of the people in the hall were pressed to their knees by this voice.

When this figure appeared in front of Thirteen Er and the old man, the old man had already knelt on the ground and lowered his head, but Thirteen Er did not react for a while, and looked directly at the figure in the light film.

When he saw this back, Thirteen couldn't help but feel a feeling of looking up at a mountain from the bottom of his heart, this back was full of his single eye, sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, the view was unclear, the more he couldn't argue, the more he tried to see clearly, the more he felt that there was a heavy fog blocking his vision, and when he felt that something was wrong, he couldn't control his body, even if he wanted to twist his head to see the back on the light film, he couldn't do it, his whole body trembled, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding together, and he flew quickly towards the light film, through the light film, to the unknown place。

In particular, the bleeding left eye was like a fountain that spurted out, and almost even the brain was squirted out.

It's just an instant, most of the blood in Thirteen'er's body has been lost, even if he is in the realm of a great grandmaster, he is also so frightened that his soul is not possessed, but his body is frozen by a strange force, not to mention moving, even if he opens his mouth to ask for help, he can't say it, his knees have already softened, and he doesn't know when he has knelt down and bowed.

The old man known as Juan hurriedly kowtowed on the ground when he heard the question from the back in the light film, straightened up, and said: "Your Majesty, the thirteenth child of the old minister was seriously injured, and the injury was difficult to resolve. ”

"Oh?"

There was a slight sense of surprise in the voice of the light curtain that turned away from his back, "Is there something that even you can't do? Who made the move? Fifth Heavenly Man? Or the Nether Immortal?"

He chuckled softly, and the entire light film continued to shake and wrinkle with his laughter, "Interesting, which ......master is it?"

Juan said: "The old minister really doesn't know. ”

As he spoke, Juan clearly saw that the blood that had just flown out of Thirteen'er's body had appeared beside the back of the light curtain at some point, and then this person reached out and disappeared into his palm, as if it had been sucked into his body.

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and the tall figure that Juan called His Majesty suddenly shook, as if it had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and couldn't help waving his hand, and the blood he had just absorbed instantly flew out of his palm, but only part of it flew out, and the other part was already entrenched in his body.

"What is this?"

Juan suddenly remembered that the blood that came out of Thirteen'er's body also contained the true martial arts intent of the person who hurt him at the beginning, but now it was absorbed by His Majesty!

Juan was shocked, "Your Majesty ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the green light film in front of him suddenly dissipated, and only an extremely angry roar echoed in the hall, "Juan, you are so bold!"

The sound was so loud that the whole hall couldn't stop shaking.

"Poof!"

After the thirteen children, who were already half-dead, were roared by this voice, one of his heads swelled rapidly, and immediately burst open, and his brains shot out, and he died instantly.

(To be continued.) )