The doppelgangers differentiated by the demon ape spirit body of the combined degree, the strength of each is at the peak of the Yuan Infant, infinitely close to the gods, if it is a cultivator at the peak of the Yuan Infant, he may be able to get away with killing a few clones with all his strength, but no one can do it with one enemy of a thousand.

Thousands of people of the same level, even if their minds are chaotic, they are all invincible existences for a single cultivator, not to mention that there is a time limit of ten days.

The first demon ape spirit body was already completely furious, sending out a roar similar to that of a beast, and the speed and strength were even more vainly improved, and those big hands grabbed it once, with a strength of tens of thousands of catties, and the demon ape was already known for its agility, and these spirit bodies were even faster.

A vicious battle is nothing, what is terrible is that what awaits Bai Yi is a thousand vicious battles!

The end of the killing tribulation in the previous life has brought another killing tribulation to Bai Yi today, the doppelganger who has carried the catastrophe for thousands of years is the killing tribulation of Bai Yi in this life, in order to survive this calamity, in addition to improving his cultivation faster, Bai Yi has no way out.

And palmed into a fist, Bai Yi punched out at the same time, bursting away the fierce attack of the demon ape spirit body, and in the eyes of the ghost path, except for a piece of white, a faint blush began to appear, as if a blood-colored eyeball was slowly opening.

It was the violent aura in the heart, the surging battle intent that was refined by the root of the Dao of War!

"With the battle of a thousand spirits, raise me with a sense of Taoism!"

In the middle of drinking, Bai Yi's fists were high and low, bowing his back and bending his waist, stepping on the position of the seven stars, and actually made a fist gesture, which was similar to martial arts, making Bai Yi's whole person look like a grandmaster, more like a tiger out of the cage.

There are many exercises in the cultivation realm, and there are also many body refining methods, if the monks practice the body refining method, they can only make the body stronger and stronger. At most, it can be regarded as a means of defense, but there are also many families or sects that practice the method of refining the body, and after cultivating the method of refining the body, they will also practice a real martial art, that is, the method of fists and feet.

The martial arts of the cultivators. It must be different from the martial arts of mortals.

Exploring the palm to open the mountain, raising the foot to split the river, this kind of miracle is just a legend among mortals, but it can really be achieved among monks, as long as they can cultivate the martial arts to the extreme, and even can use the power of their fists and feet to resist the power of the magic weapon, these cultivators of the main cultivation body have a similar reputation as sword cultivation.

Wu Xiu!

Take martial arts as a repair. The ultimate achievement of a person refining the body is a powerful martial cultivator.

Showing the gesture of martial arts, Bai Yi used the mystical technique that could indicate his identity as an immortal monarch for the first time on this glacier in the northern region.

Whether it is the Wind Thunder Slash or the Five Elements Sword, or the Five Elements Dao Method, they are all methods that ordinary cultivators can practice, so the various methods that Bai Yi used before are in the eyes of others. It may be surprising, but no one can say for sure who he really is. But at this time, Bai Yi finally showed a lore method that only belonged to the Immortal Monarch.

Call!

The punch came out, seemingly ordinary, but with a strange sound like tearing space, Bai Yi's punch was attacked, and there were actually wisps of weird flames rubbed between the fist and the wind. If it weren't for the blessing of the sixth-layer Heavenly Inverted Heavenly Gong, the arm would have been dissolved into white bones by this extremely fast speed.

Boom!

With a heavy punch, the spirit body didn't have time to dodge before it was hit in the heart, and the thick spirit body didn't dissipate in the slightest from the outside, but at the core of the spirit body. But there was a fist wind, like a tornado, and in just a moment, from the inside out, this spirit body comparable to the peak of the primordial infant was strangled into powder.

Martial arts, Wind Splitting Fist!

In less than a quarter of an hour, the first Demon Ape Spirit Body had completely dissipated.

Stepping up, Bai Yi didn't even look at the spirit debris flying in the forbidden space, and stepped into the second forbidden space.

From the beginning of the battle, Yuan Xuan, who suppressed the spiritual power of the body, had always quietly watched the fight between Bai Yi and the spirit body, after the first spirit body was destroyed, this powerful demon king who had reached the tenth level let out a sigh of jealousy in his heart.

"War Immortal, Bai Yi......"

In the name of war, fighting all over the Nine Domains, that is not a rumor, nor is it a boast, but a real truth, which happened 10,000 years ago.

Since it was changed to enter the Tao, the former war immortal took off his battle armor and put on a Confucian shirt, the feeling of the free immortal monarch is kind and cordial, whether it is a monk or a demon clan, but anyone who has seen the lord of the blue sky will have a kind of admiration, and few people will feel afraid, because they have not seen the appearance of the immortal monarch in battle, nor have they seen the arrogance of the war immortal when he swept the eight wildernesses.

Seeing the young man who had used martial arts, Yuan Xuan's eyes seemed to appear again as a strong man who could only be described as fearful.

The tall figure, the cold smile, and the iron-blooded means are all trembling existences, but looking at the woman's gaze, there is a kind of love and tenderness.

He was looking at his lover dancing outside the Immortal Mansion, and in his hand, he was still holding a dying black dragon......

A deep chill rose in Yuan Xuan's heart, and this tenth-level demon king remembered a vicious battle he had seen with his own eyes.

It was the Battle of Pinghai that took place 10,000 years ago!

There is a black dragon in the North Sea, the descendants of the true dragon, happy to make waves, feed on people, be the overlord of the sea, often board the blue sky, devour the human race, it is said that the ten-level black dragon, eat the human race no less than a million, the lord of the blue sky is angry, go out to sea to fight, slay the dragon Pinghai.

Yuan Xuan, who is also the Demon King of the North Sea, witnessed the battle of slaying the dragon with his own eyes, and the war immortals at that time used the terrifying martial arts, and the black dragon leather armor was not damaged, the flesh and blood were all smashed into pieces, and a complete black dragon skin was sacrificed into black dragon armor!

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Wei closed his eyes and calmed the throbbing in his heart, in his heart, the war immortal had returned again.

Rumble!

A day later, in the spatial prohibition, a spirit body shattered into nothingness under Bai Yi's fist wind, and in one day, hundreds of spirit bodies were completely destroyed.

The continuous fierce battle made Bai Yi have no time to recuperate, if he couldn't kill the thousand-headed spirit body within ten days, it would be the end of all his previous efforts, since Yuan Yi had recognized his true body, Bai Yi no longer had any reservations, and based on the Heavenly Gong, he displayed the true martial arts.

If there is no Falling Heaven Skill, Bai Yi's martial arts will not be able to be used at all, and the fragility of the physical body will become the most fatal shortcoming of the martial arts.

One day, two days, three days......

The fierce battle around the clock is always continuing, even if the martial arts are used, in the face of thousands of people of the same rank, anyone will become more and more difficult, Bai Yi's body has also begun to appear terrifying injuries, and by the time half of the ten days have passed, Bai Yi has been covered in bruises.

Ten days is not a long time, but for the monks who are in the midst of a fierce battle, it is too long to give one hope in sight.

Six days, seven days, eight days......

By the time it was the ninth day, there were still nearly three hundred spirits left in Bai Yi's face. (To be continued.) )