"In ancient times, the Taixu body did have the strength to dominate the world and have no enemies in the world, but unfortunately it was cursed by the heavens, and it was impossible to reappear in the world, three disasters and nine tribulations, who can cross it!" A young man in green clothes walked over with a sneer, his hands behind his back, commanding and pointing at Jingyi.

"Previously, the Taixu Body was able to cultivate the Purple Mansion Realm to perfection and condense the Five Gods Purple Mansion, but unfortunately the current Taixu Body can hardly progress, I'm afraid you haven't even stepped into the Purple Mansion Realm. "The other one was also dressed in green clothes, and was dressed in the same clothes as the one before, apparently of the same vein.

This person is also very young, his appearance is very ordinary, his face is cold, and he is not good at stubble.

Jing Yi didn't make a sound, like a rock, standing still in place, looking at everyone calmly.

There were seven people who came, all of them were flying and domineering, condescending, and they didn't put Jingyi in their eyes at all, seeing that he didn't have the aura of a monk on him, he thought that he was just a mortal, not a monk.

Jing Yi was silent, hearing that these people were so bold and reckless, most of them were really not in the Desert Peak, otherwise they would not dare to come here with just a few small Purple Mansion monks.

He hurriedly asked the book immortal in the Sumeru space, but this old thing hadn't said a word in the battle of life and death since he left the Yīn Yang Forbidden Domain.

"Immortals in the book. Jingyi summoned.

The ancient book was unmoved, as still as a dead well, without a little fluctuation.

Jing Yi yelled in his heart, urging his mind to call the immortals in the book, but the other party still did not respond, and it was quiet in the Sumeru space.

The two monks in Tsing Yi who opened their mouths, seeing that Jing Yi ignored him, thought that Jing Yi was arrogant and ignored them, and their proud xìng character and natural superiority made them face a mortal and walk towards their imaginary Jingyi.

"Mortal of the Void Body, I heard that your name is Jingyi, right, there is a lack of a sweeping slave in my cave mansion, if you go with me, maybe you will have a chance to break into the purple mansion realm, and I can teach you to practice. The monk in Tsing Yi came and said unashamedly.

Jing Yi was still silent, he was eager to know what had happened to the barren peak, he sensed that the dragon veins in the ground had long since withered, and the spirit essence had also withered, and this spiritual mountain had become a wasteland.

"Could it be related to the great events that happened in the Pure Land? Jing Yi's heart jumped.

Since it is involved in the major events of the Pure Land, the elders of the first line of Dao Shifeng poured out of the nest, which has already explained the severity of the situation, and most of them may have shaken the foundation of the Pure Land.

Thinking of this, Jing Yi's heart tightened, for fear that something would happen to Taiyi, he made too many enemies in the Pure Land, Taiyi was selfless, if the Pure Land was in trouble, he would definitely ignore the past suspicions and give a helping hand, Taiyi's heart is broad-minded, and he is really tolerant.

He didn't just have a barren peak in mind, it was a man with a lot of bearing.

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, who was the first to speak, saw that Jing Yi still didn't speak, and the two of them walked in front of him, still looking like they were ignoring it, which made them extremely annoyed.

They originally wanted to come to the barren peak to fight the autumn wind, but they were too calm and not there, taking advantage of it, but they never thought that the barren peak would become such a scene.

Jingyi is a matter of the body of the void, and many people in the Pure Land already know that when he crossed the catastrophe in the Nine Heavens of the mountains, but many elders went to watch the ceremony, it is very likely that they were the ones who fanned the flames, secretly announced Jingyi's appearance, and secretly offered a reward for assassination.

These monks were just coincidental, but at such a sensitive time, Jing Yi would not think so when they came to the barren peak to fight the autumn wind.

"Mortal, my son-in-law is talking to you, don't you hear? Kneel down and speak!" The ordinary-looking monk snorted angrily and pressed one hand on Jing Yi's shoulder, but found that Jing Yi was difficult to shake, like a great mountain, untouchable.

"This is!" The ordinary-looking monk was surprised, although he didn't use his Dao power, but with his physical strength, he didn't move Jing Yi at all, which is really a bit unbelievable!

Jing Yi saw that he couldn't call the immortals in the book, and he didn't care about him anymore, since the elders had gone to the Forbidden Sea, he would probably see Taiyi if he went there.

But when he slowly raised his head, he found a palm still pressed on his shoulder, and he said very heartlessly: "Who are you?" ”

I didn't pay attention to these monks at all before, but now I waited until that pair of big hands pressed on my shoulders before I remembered that there were some noisy people in this barren peak.

His heart is on the barren peak, and on the Taiyi is going up.

That ordinary-looking monk was unbearable, and Jing Yi's contempt was a great shame for them, and it was really unbearable, so it put them in a very low position.

Being ignored by a mortal, this kind of shame makes them, who are not in a high position, look even more hideous.

In peace, they are dedicated to hard cultivation, want to get ahead, and become famous all over the world, but their qualifications are limited, they are cowardly, and they dare not fight, although they are monks, they are not famous, and now they are treated like this by a mortal, which is equivalent to revealing their scars and sprinkling a handful of salt.

"You are looking for death!" The ordinary-looking monk was furious, swiped his big hand, and formed a law seal, the monk of the Six Heavens of the Purple Mansion, if this blow was replaced by the previous Jingyi, he would also be treated concentratingly, and now it is different.

Jing Yi pointed out with a plain finger, pressed in the void, a little ripple, it seemed to have a Dao rhyme that broke all the laws, and the handprint was shattered in an instant.

The seven monks were all shocked, originally thinking that Jing Yi was a sleeping lion, but at this moment, they never thought that this male lion had already woken up, and had already grown up, and was qualified to fight with them.

That's what makes sense. The arrogant monk in Tsing Yi spoke, he was the strongest of these people, and one sentence immediately made the six of them feel at ease.

"Whatever means you have, give it. "Jing Yi didn't move, and he didn't kill the ordinary-looking monks, these monks living at the bottom are very sad, although they are in the Purple Mansion Realm, they are like ordinary people living in the immortals, and they are incompatible with the people in the Pure Land, and he is still thinking about it, if it is a damned person, he will never show mercy.

"The people in the barren peak are all mediocre talents, what kind of genius can be born, I want to learn from you in the barren peak. The Friar in Tsing Yi was indifferent and walked with a firm step.

He was full of brilliance, dazzling and unbelievable, holding a black gold divine sword in his hand, the dragon qi was surging, and a bright moon rose behind him, and he turned out to be a monk of the Eight Heavens of the Purple Mansion.

"Nantian Peak, it turned out to be your lineage. Jing Yi's eyes were deep, and he sneered, he had lived in the Taoist Sect for a while, and he also knew a little about the Taoist Sect, and he told the other party's origin.

"I know that I don't kneel down and die. The monk in Tsing Yi suddenly took a step forward, the earthquake trembled, and the aura in all directions stopped, he waved the divine sword, and slashed down a sword more than ten zhang long, which was as thick as an arm, and fell from the sky.

"It's too weak, the sword is good, and it can't be used in your hands. Jing Yi said indifferently, he slowly raised his right hand, the golden divine fist blasted into the sky, shattering the sword in one fell swoop, and then showed a big hand and pinched the divine sword.

"If that's all there is to it, let's stop here. The monk in Tsing Yi sneered, made a very decisive move, and opened his hand to sacrifice a misty ancient scroll, which was engraved with mountains, rivers, insects, fish, beasts, birds and demons, flashing with black light, like a magic map covering the sky, pressing towards Jingyi.

A demon, with the breath of turbulent heaven and earth, swept the sky, hanging down the black light, the divine light was very heavy, and a wisp of the atmosphere collapsed, driving the wind and clouds in all directions to rush to the eight directions.

However, Jing Yi was fearless, he did not move, hit the sky with one hand, and the golden giant fist slapped towards the ancient scroll, a misty picture scroll, becoming more and more hazy, and the fierce beast on the ancient scroll was beaten back by Jing Yi's punch.

"Ancient Demon Troubled Times!"

The young man in Tsing Yi roared, the ancient scroll trembled, exuding a terrible aura, and there was blazing light everywhere, and an ancient demon bathed in holy light was born, making the entire mountain gate bright.

The ancient beast was shocking, and its momentum was like a wind and clouds, sweeping towards Jingyi.

This is an ancient demon primordial spirit, extremely powerful, I am afraid that this monk in green clothes has a backstage, and it is his father or ancestors who sealed it in the ancient scroll and left it to save his life.

However, now rì has met Jing Yi, this ancient scroll does not seem to be able to show the divine power of the past, to save the lives of his descendants, Jing Yi shook the sky with a fist, and the void trembled loudly.

The divine light in all directions was like the undulating waves of the sea, converging in Jing Yi's hands, and there was a cold light in his eyes, this was the first time he used the Yan Emperor Fire Dragon Fist after he fused the Taixu Body and the Fighting Body into one furnace, I don't know what kind of power it will be!

He wants to kill him, that ordinary-looking monk, although there are extenuating circumstances, this young monk in Tsing Yi must not stay!

But when he turned around, he saw what seemed to be a familiar figure in white, standing there, as if looking towards the place of battle.

ps: It's a little late, some things are delayed, there will be some, if you have friends waiting for more, go to bed early, get up tomorrow morning and read, I'll finish writing.

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