blood record

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Yang Zhou's body seemed to be completely torn apart by a strong force. His arms were intact, but his body was scarred and his internal organs were almost completely broken. However, the undead body power around him quickly exploded with a super strong repairing ability. , is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And under this aftermath, the space gun was also completely smashed to pieces, Yang Yi let out a long laugh and said: "Okay, okay, okay! You are indeed a master of the seventh level of creation, really powerful, but this time , Shen Wu, you are about to fail, haha!"

Yang Yi took advantage of the disappearance of the space gun, directly tore the space, and traveled through the space. [

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and many monks had strange expressions on their faces. They could not have heard Yang Yi's voice very clearly just now. Not only did Yang Yi not die, but he also tore apart the space and escaped.

This is simply a disgrace. A majestic master of the seventh-level realm of creation was beheaded by a small monk of the fourth-level domain to kill the butler, and directly bombarded and killed countless guards. Being able to keep this [-]th level monk was almost the most shameful thing for Shen Wu.

Shen Wu's eyes are sharper, his eyes are like knives, flashing a frightening light, he looks at the empty space coldly, his face is more gloomy, he never thought that Yang Yi's body is so tough, He really didn't expect that Tiandi Shenquan, which had been subjected to all his strength, could tear through the void and walk away.

"whoosh"

In the distant void, slight space ripples gradually appeared in the starry sky, and a man stepped out of the space instantly. His face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were sharper than before. Yang Yi who escaped from Tianhong Emperor.

Yang Yi's eyes were sharper, and he murmured in a low voice: "As expected of a master of the Seventh Layer of Creation Realm, he is really powerful. Not only does he not break his body, he is almost on the verge of collapse, and even his soul is instantly destroyed."

Yang Yi's current situation is very bad, but this is a strange star field, Yang Qian must find a place to recuperate as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

There are many stars in this starry sky, Yang Yi sensed a little, many of them are cold and desolate stars, no one would go to such dead stars, just to hide and recuperate.

"whoosh"

Yang flew to a star in an instant, and there, with a slight slap of his hand, he directly blasted a huge cave in the mountain wall, so he flew in immediately, and only arranged some simple caves outside. Forbidden array.

In the cave mansion, Yang Yi immediately took out several ore veins, and his soul became sluggish because he was injured by Shen Wu just now. Destroying everything under his fist, Yang Yi was able to escape from his hands, he was already considered an extremely powerful existence.

Fortunately, Yang Yi's primordial spirit was stronger than before, and he recovered much faster. He reversed the time a little bit, and one year of recovery here is equivalent to ten years.

Ten years was enough for Yang Yi to recover. Although his physical body seemed shocking, but in fact there was nothing wrong with it. Yang Yi once again realized the power of the undead body. It was just the breath of some undead body that made Yang Yi The unbroken body almost has some characteristics of the undead body and becomes so powerful. The real undead body does not know how powerful it is.

But this is still too far away. If you want to be promoted to become an undead body, you need more undead bodies, but it is very difficult. Finding a head is already risking life and death. It was even harder.

Among the barren stars, sometimes hundreds of thousands of years may not be able to pass by a monk, let alone only a mere year.

One year later, Yang Yi's eyes finally opened. One year outside, but for him who reversed time, it was a full ten years. Ten years is enough for Yang Yi to recuperate his soul and become strong enough. , the current primordial spirit has not only fully recovered, but has even improved, reaching the peak of the four realms.

"It's time to return to Wuyu, and many elders in Wuyu are no longer my opponents!"

Yang Yizhou shone with huge self-confidence, his fingers lightly pointed towards the void, and a portal appeared in the space in an instant, and then Yang walked in in an instant.

"buzz buzz" [

In front of the Martial Hall, circles of space ripples began to appear, and then a figure walked straight out of the space. When Yang Yi came to the front of the Martial Hall, there were still countless disciples waiting quietly.

Looking at these disciples, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Yang Yi's mouth. When he first came to the Martial Palace, he had never seen so many people. Enter Wudian and become a disciple of Wudian.

However, it is not so easy to become a disciple of the Martial Hall, just waiting outside does not know how long it will take. At the beginning, Yang Yi was a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers, so he rushed in directly, but these monks did not dare to do so.

"whoosh"

Yang Yi flew straight to the Martial Palace, and the guard at the door turned out to be a cultivator who reached the third level of the sky. When Yang Yi came, the guard here was only a guard of the first level of heaven and earth, otherwise Yang Yi could not break into it. go.

However, when Yang Yi saw the densely packed monks in front of the Martial Palace, he understood a little bit. If he didn't send a powerful master to suppress so many monks, they couldn't be suppressed at all.

Seeing Yang Yi's arrival, the cultivator's expression changed obviously, he hurried forward, and respectfully said to Yang Yi: "Senior Brother Yang!"

Yang Yi glanced at the monk slightly, feeling a little strange, and said lightly: "Do you know Yang?"

The cultivator of the triple space-shifting realm immediately smiled and said, "Who doesn't know the great name of Senior Brother Yang? I am also a disciple of the Martial Domain, so I naturally know Senior Brother Yang."

Yang Yi's reputation is now in full swing in Wuyu, this disciple is a disciple of Wuyu, knowing that Yang Yi is nothing, Yang Yi just nodded lightly, and was about to fly into the Wudian immediately, but at this moment , A cold voice came into everyone's ears: "Hmph, why is this person able to enter the Martial Palace at will?"

Yang Yi was also surprised, turned his head and looked over, but saw a man with a cold complexion, a tall figure, but piercing eyes, this sentence was really familiar to Yang Yi, because when he first came to the Martial Palace, he said He said this, but he was still stopped outside.

However, this man's situation was not much different from that of Yang Yi back then, and he was also stopped outside.The master of the triple air-moving realm sneered and said: "Boy, hum, that is our genius disciple of the Martial Palace, Senior Brother Yang Yiyang, what are you? You are just a small cultivator who reaches the sky and can become a disciple of the Martial Palace!" The disciples are all lucky, how dare you compare with Senior Brother Yang Yi?"

The guarding disciple taunted mercilessly. Indeed, in his opinion, a small cultivator of the first level of Tongtian is really nothing, and he is the lowest existence in the palace of martial arts.

The man's face changed slightly in an instant, but he didn't act immediately like Yang Yi did back then, mainly because the gap was too big, even if he was a genius, there was no comparison between the first level of Tongtian and the third level of Tongtian.

Yang Yi paused for a moment, his face showed a curious look, he just saw a gleam of disdain in this man's eyes, yes, it was a look of disdain, generally speaking, a humble monk with the face of a first-level cultivator At most, there is only jealousy, envy, fear, etc. towards Tongtian Sanchong, but there will be no disdainful eyes. Such eyes are only the kind of eyes that powerful monks will have when they face some weak monks.

"Wait!"

Yang Yi suddenly yelled at the guard, flew over slowly, pointed at the cultivator of the first level of the sky and said: "Can he enter the Martial Hall now?"

The guard looked at Yang Yi, then at the cultivator, and hurriedly said: "What did Senior Brother Yang say? Since Senior Brother Yang spoke, there is no problem!"

After saying that, the cultivator immediately gave way to the entrance, a look of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the cultivator of the first level of the sky, but he still walked into the martial arts hall, Yang Yi directly grabbed a spiritual vein from the space, faintly Said: "These can be regarded as a thank you gift from Yang!"

A spiritual vein exuded a strong spiritual energy, which made the guard very happy. He is not a genius disciple, otherwise he would not be here as a guard. This spiritual vein can allow him to practice for a long time with peace of mind.

"Thank you Senior Brother Yang, thank you Senior Brother Yang for the reward!"

The guard was ecstatic and had a look of reverence on his face. [

"Tsk tsk, a spirit vein, and then took out a spirit vein and rewarded it. This Yang Yi is probably not simple. Could it be that the Martial Palace is already so rich?"

"Wu Dian is definitely not so rich. One spirit vein is enough for a third-level master to practice for a long time. It is impossible for Wu Dian to randomly count the number of spirit veins for his disciples to practice. Perhaps these spirit veins are all owned by this monk himself. Maybe the prince of a certain great empire doesn't care about this spiritual vein at all because of the number of resources."

"That cultivator is really lucky. If he had known that I had forced his way in just now, he might have caught this disciple's attention, so he could help me and enter the Martial Hall quickly."

"Hmph, you have to rely on your own real strength. Even if it's earlier, it's useless. If you don't pass the examination, you still can't become a disciple of the Wudian. I believe that my strength is more than enough to become a disciple of the Wudian. There is no need to go It doesn't matter if it's sooner or later."

These monks were discussing in low voices, but most of them were envious of the monk who reached the first level of heaven, and guessed that Yang Yi was generous.