Chapter 491: Angry Destruction of the Ministry of Works (II)

Yes!

In the midst of the loud shouts, Chu Yi rotated the 10,000-zhang Doushen Stick, as easily as lifting a feather, and suddenly lifted it, and the 10,000-zhang Doushen Stick was lifted into the air again by Chu Yi in an excited roar, holding up the sky, as if he could poke a hole in the sky.

It's horrible!

The monks who were barely shocked to death all screamed and screamed, hugging their heads and screaming miserably: "Stop him, stop him quickly, otherwise the entire Heavenly Court Star will be smashed by him!"

Perhaps it was the prayers and wails of these poor Heavenly Court Monks that played a role, and many powerful auras erupted from within the Heavenly Court, and one after another terrifying light burst into the air, and one of them, the Ascended Saint with a particularly dangerous appearance, killed him at the first time, and roared angrily: "Thief, you dare!"

"Get out!"

In the sneer, Chu Yi didn't say a word, just swept over with a stick, and the 10,000-zhang size Doushen Stick moved through the wind, with the cooperation of Chu Yi's power of shifting the fighting level and the innate origin of the force, the stick directly swept away everything in front of him, swept through countless pavilions, and swept towards the monk who rushed over.

But...... Chu Yi's incomparably confident stick was stopped!

Well?

Chu Yi felt that his stick was like a bombardment on an invisible copper wall, and the power from the stick actually made Chu Yi's hands a little numb, which was a bit incredible.

However, the other party was not comfortable, and directly endured such a ferocious stick from Chu Yi, although he could barely prevent it, but he was smashed and vomited blood one after another, and all his bones seemed to be smashed by Chu Yi.

Is this Chu Yi?

How did you become so strong and perverted?

Just when the monk was frightened, Chu Yi suddenly shouted again, and without saying a word, he picked up a stick and smashed it at the other party.

"Pick me up again!"

Rumble!

The huge Dou Shen Stick trembled with excitement, and the power formed on the stick was even more terrifying, because this time Chu Yi not only used the power of the Ancient God of the Shifting Bucket Level, the innate origin of power, but also the power of the seventy-two Great Zhou Tian Constellations. Driven by such a force, even if the Immortal Emperor came, I am afraid that he would not dare to take it hard.

The other party obviously also saw the ferocity of this stick, but under him was the Heavenly Court Immortal Mansion, and he didn't dare to retreat, and he couldn't retreat.

Damn it!

In the roar, the other party did not hesitate to burn all his Shouyuan, condensed the strength of his whole body, and burst out of thin air A powerful force, with both hands forcefully, evolved into two giant hands, facing the stick that Chu Yi smashed down.

Rumble!

The irresistible stick suddenly fell on the pair of giant hands, and the giant hands that were smashed on the spot suddenly sank, as if they were about to collapse, and gradually collapsed countless cracks, and it was very incomparably difficult and difficult to give the fighting god stick to the moment.

Well?

Seeing that his strongest stick had not yet killed someone, Chu Yi realized the extraordinaryness of this monk, and immediately raised his eyebrows coldly, and said: "If you can pick me up with two sticks and not die, you must have a name in the Taixu monk world." And your cultivation has obviously not reached the Saint King level, if you didn't guess wrong, you should be Gu Aotian, the head of the Eight Immortal Generals, right?"

Although the other party took Chu Yi's two sticks and did not die, he was already seriously injured by the power on the sticks, but he just barely glanced at Chu Yi miserably, and then he no longer had the strength to support him, and a cloud of blood mist erupted from his mouth, and the whole person fell backwards weakly, fell into the lake with a pop, and sank in it and couldn't see where his figure was.

What the?

The countless cultivators in the Heavenly Court all showed a look of horror at this moment, especially after seeing Gu Aotian, the head of the Eight Immortal Generals, who was already very powerful in their hearts, being directly bombarded to the point where life and death were unknown, the terror in their hearts spread even more wildly, and most of them were already frightened by Chu Yi's strength on the spot.

But just when countless monks were terrified, one powerful aura after another suddenly spread out above the sky, condensing like a storm.

It's the Holy King!

The Holy Kings in the Heavenly Court Holy King Hall were finally awakened at this moment and rushed here!

Call!

Swish!

Rumble!

In the hope and excitement carried by countless Heavenly Court cultivators, one figure after another appeared in the void, and the holy kings appeared one after another, each exuding a powerful aura, surrounding Chu Yi.

The Saint King was the true power of the Heavenly Court to deter the Void Universe, and with so many Saint Kings appearing one after another, even Chu Yi had to show a cautious expression.

But as the saying goes, losing people doesn't lose battles, Chu Yi still stood calmly and calmly on top of the void, holding the Doushen stick that had recovered its normal volume, raising the stick to pass everyone one by one, and said, "One head...... Fifteen heads...... Seventy-three heads...... One hundred and twenty-seven, tsk, Heavenly Court actually raised so many Saint Kings, and it really has arrogant capital!"

Counting the 'head' and insulting it with 'raising', it is compared to livestock, how can these arrogant holy kings endure it?

Just when these Saint Kings were furious, Chu Yi suddenly pointed at a certain Saint King with the Fighting God Stick in his hand, and said with a smile: "Hey, Golden Lotus Saint King, it's been a long time, I remember everything the Golden Lotus Saint King did to me back then!"

The Golden Lotus Saint King's pupils shrank slightly, although Chu Yi's cultivation in his eyes was the realm of Nirvana at this moment, but for some reason, the Golden Lotus Saint King always felt that Chu Yi's strength was not something he could speculate.

Moreover, Gu Aotian, who was able to smash the head of the Eight Immortal Generals of the Heavenly Court with two sticks, Chu Yi would definitely not be as weak as he appeared, and he must be hiding some terrifying means.

Therefore, when Chu Yi named him, he didn't know why a trace of bitterness could not be contained in the mouth of the Golden Lotus Holy King, and he reluctantly nodded at Chu Yi, and said with a very embarrassed and uncomfortable expression: "Chu Yi, your growth is really terrible!"

"Less!"

Chu Yi casually put the Fighting God Stick on his shoulder, swept everyone coldly, and said: "In the entire Heavenly Court, except for the Immortal Emperor, all the people are no longer in my eyes. Today, take advantage of the Immortal Emperor's absence, give your Heavenly Court a pot, let the Immortal Emperor come back, look at the broken Heavenly Court, and slowly wipe his tears and cry!"

"Bold!"

"What a haughty boy!"

"Evil Barrier!"

"Thieves are looking for death!"

All the Saint Kings were completely enraged by Chu Yi in an instant, and when they were furious and about to make a move, Chu Yi took the lead in reacting, and with a wave of the Fighting God Stick in his hand, he suddenly used his magic skill: out of reach, and disappeared in place.

Rumble!

Chu Yi suddenly slammed into front of a certain Saint King, and the Fighting God Stick in his hand shook it hard, and the terrifying power contained in the stick suddenly exploded at this moment, like a flash of golden light, and appeared in front of this Saint King in an instant, hitting it with a bang.

Rumble!

Poor Saint King, he didn't react to what was going on at all, he just felt a flash of golden light in front of him, and his defense was shattered on the spot, and then he was hit in the face, and the terrifying power directly shattered his entire face, and then he was whipped out with a stick like a baseball, and he was directly whipped away hundreds of kilometers away by a stick, and crashed into the belly of the mountain, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

What the?

All the Saint Kings were dumbfounded on the spot, their voices stopped abruptly, and they all showed shocked expressions.

What are you kidding, that's the Saint King, when did the Saint King become so vulnerable? He couldn't even take Chu Yi's stick, and he was just smashed away so simply and neatly.

This was something that had never been thought of before the Holy Kings arrived.

And after such a stick shocked all the Saint Kings present, Chu Yi once again casually put the Fighting God Stick on his shoulder, and Sen Ran sneered at all the Saint Kings and smiled: "Say that you are waste, you are waste, you still don't believe it, do you believe it now?"

The Saint Kings were speechless, and the eyes that looked at Chu Yi showed unprecedented seriousness.

But at this critical moment, suddenly an indifferent and ethereal voice, at such a critical moment, sounded faintly, full of demagogic power, sounded in Chu Yi's ears.

"At such a young age, cultivating such skills can indeed be regarded as excellent and outstanding. But at a young age, he has no skills but doesn't know how to restrain, so arrogant and unruly, it really makes people sigh.

You need to know that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and know how to respect others, so that you can get the respect of others. This little friend, I hope you can listen to the old man's sentence, that is, let go of obsession and turn back.

Let's put it down......

Let's put it down......

As long as Xiaoyou is willing to let go of his obsession and join my Heavenly Court Holy King Palace, the old man is willing to accept you as an apprentice, and all his skills will be taught to you, and in the future, you can also sit in the Great Holy King of the Holy King Palace, take charge of the Holy King Palace, and enjoy the supreme respect with the Immortal Emperor Qi Tian. ”

Well?

Who is this old guy?

Everywhere Chu Yi looked, he saw an old man wearing a white linen robe, his hair and beard were all silver-white, pure and clean, as if there was no pollution in the slightest, slowly stepping into the void, walking towards Chu Yi.

And the arrival of the old man seemed to involve the minds of everyone present, making people unnaturally calm down, and even the powerful and violent aura that Chu Yi had created before was also dispersed into the invisible in just a moment, turning into nothing.

Well?

I'm afraid that the strength is not below the old monsters, and it is even more powerful than the level of the Immortal Emperor!

Just as Chu Yi was vigilant, the panicked Heavenly Court monks all calmed down, all of them looked serene, their expressions were calm, including those arrogant Saint Kings, they all bowed their heads respectfully and said, "See the Great Saint King!"

The Great Sage King!

Ruler of the Temple of the Holy King!

The Holy King's Hall is a place where people who have made great contributions to the Heavenly Court, or who have cultivated to the heavens, and who retire to retire to the heavens, and who are as respected as elders, and all of them are highly cultivated, with incomparably powerful combat power, and have a very special and special status in the Heavenly Court, just like a country within a country.