The strong from the wild

The handwriting on the tombstone is beautiful, and Liu Yi knew it was Wan'er's handwriting at a glance.

Half an hour later, the feather flew towards Liu Yi and landed on Liu Yi's chest, and said via voice transmission: "Brother Liu, I searched the surrounding area for ten miles, but I didn't notice any trace of treasure."

"Could it be that the treasure has already been snatched away..."

Liu Yi's expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily, "Could it be that Holy Fire Demon Sect again!"

"Probably not."

Feather was mature and prudent, thought for a moment, and said, "If the Sacred Fire Demon Sect obtained that treasure, it would definitely give the treasure to Zhou Shenghuo. When Zhou Shenghuo attacked you, he didn't display any treasure."

Liu Yi asked: "What if he hides it and doesn't use it?"

"If Zhou Shenghuo had treasures in his body, he would never hide them for use. A master of the pure yang realm, who has cultivated into a primordial spirit, does not rely on ordinary wind, fire, thunder and lightning spells, but supernatural powers and magic weapons when he fights with others. Zhou Shenghuo The Canglang Wuyashui in Shenghuo's hands is the earth and water supernatural power he cultivated. Supernatural powers and magic weapons are more important than many..."

Feather explained: "At the beginning, his primordial spirit was scattered by us with the pure yang sky thunder, and he almost lost his life, but he only displayed the supernatural power of earth and water from the beginning to the end. It was displayed. It can be seen that there is no tyrannical treasure in Zhou Shenghuo's hands."

"No matter what, this treasure can only belong to me!"

Liu Yi nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I'll go back to the Yuxi Sect first, and devote myself to practicing. After two years, when the two ways of righteousness and demons will discuss the Dao... At that time, let the Holy Fire Demon Sect be wiped out!"

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In the Yuxi School, there is a scene of prosperity.

After the last battle with the Daoxuan Sect, the Yuxi Sect's reputation has been booming, and it has replaced the Daoxuan Sect to become the No. [-] sect in the Righteous Way, and even the No. [-] sect in the wild land.

The Baiyuling Banner, which symbolized the status of the No. [-] sect in the righteous way, also fell into the hands of the Yuxi sect.

Someone pointed and said, "That's Master Uncle!"

Someone said with emotion: "Last winter, Master Uncle alone fought against many masters of the Daoxuan School, and his reputation shook the world!"

Someone exclaimed: "Slashing furiously in the snow, beheading Dai Ze, and collapsing Daoxuan Peak, what a majesty!"

Someone praised: "Master's uncle, it is considered a barren land, No. 3000 in 1 years!"

Someone asked: "Why is it said to be No.3000 in 1 years?"

"You don't understand that."

Someone immediately explained, saying: "3000 years ago, there was no practice school in our barren land."

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Liu Yi flew into the gate of the Yuxi School, listened to all kinds of words from the crowd, his expression did not change at all, and flew straight back to the cave of Yuxi Peak.

At this time, the Yuxi faction possesses Luo Bandao and Xuan Jizi, two pure yang masters, and Liu Yi, who can kill Dai Ze alone. In terms of strength, it is indeed the largest faction in the barren land.

With the strength of the Yuxi faction, it is enough to sweep the Sacred Fire Demon Sect.

However, Liu Yi's thinking at this time has become different from the time when he first joined the Yuxi School.

At the beginning, Liu Yi wanted the master to send experts to join the Sacred Fire Demon Sect to seek justice for Diling Village.

Now, Liu Yi is thinking this way: "The Sacred Fire Demon Sect and I have a deep blood feud, this feud is irreconcilable, the feud of killing villages and exterminating the clan, how can we pretend to be someone else? I must personally avenge the revenge, and it will be hearty and hearty. Only then can I be relieved Hatred in my heart!"

Liu Yiqing practiced for several days, and also played with Tanlang for several days.

He Tongzi suddenly came to spread the word that Hu Tutu, an inner disciple, had returned.

Hu Tutu!

fatty!

Liu Yi touched Tanlang's head, patted Tanlang's buttocks, looked at Tanlang's fatter body, and muttered, "Xiao Huihui, are you raised by me, or by that fat man?"

call!

Stepping on the flying sword and flying into the air, Liu Yi went straight to the gate of the Yuxi School, just in time to see a fat body, leaning on a crutch, limping towards the foreign affairs hall.

"Fatty!"

Liu Yi fell in front of Hu Tutu, supported his crutches, and asked, "Why are you using a cane? What's wrong with your legs? You are already a disciple of the inner sect. You don't need to live in the foreign affairs hall anymore. Why do you need to go back?" Kun Ziyuan?"

"Brother Yi!"

Hu Tutu shouted, with tears streaming from his eyes, and murmured, "I'm a waste, and a waste should live in the Foreign Affairs Hall. How can I live in the inner sect?"

"you say!"

Liu Yi supported Hu Tutu, not letting him go, and shouted: "Is there an inner disciple who bullied you, whoever breaks one of your legs, I will break his four legs!"

"Brother Yi, it's not about inner disciples."

Hu Tutu shook his head, lowered his head, pulled the crutch back into his arms, and struggled to walk to the foreign affairs hall.

"Who did that?"

Liu Yi roared angrily: "Who is so bold to hit my brother?"

"Brother Yi, does what you said to me before still count?"

Hu Tutu shook his head, remained silent for a long time, and then lowered his voice and said, "I am willing to practice the skills of demon cultivation. Even if I become a monster, I will not hesitate. As long as the strength is strong, it is better than useless Countless times."

"Of course it counts!"

Liu Yi replied decisively, and flew back to the cave with Hu Tutu.

A year later, Liu Yi clearly remembered that the last time Hu Tutu didn't even want his life to attack the Yuxi faction, he wanted to give him the magic amulet...

Liu Yi crushed a elixir, applied it on Hu Tutu's leg, and healed his injury.

"Little fat! You close your eyes and sit cross-legged. No matter what happens, don't open your eyes!"

Liu Yi warned, Hu Tutu had already closed his eyes and sat down, clenched his teeth, and put on a death-defying attitude. Liu Yi couldn't help but said: "Relax, I'm not asking you to go up the knife mountain or down the oil pan, don't be so nervous .At most, there is only a little bit of pain."

Hearing this, Hu Tutu relaxed.

Liu Yi stretched out his hand and patted his chest, the feathers flew out quickly and hovered above Hu Tutu's head, a beam of lightning struck down and poured into the Baihui acupoint on the top of Hu Tutu's head.

A piece of text appeared in Hu Tutu's mind.

White Tiger Shocking Desolation Art!

Lightning travels through Hu Tutu's meridians from the inside out.

Liu Yi put his palm on the feather, rolled his true essence, released it from his palm, and passed it into the feather.

Ho Ho... Ho Ho...

A tiger's roar that seemed to be there, appeared in Hu Tutu's mouth.

Hu Tutu was in extreme pain, trembling all over, and tried to open his eyes several times, but was forcibly held back by him.

As time went by, Hu Tutu's roar became louder and louder, white hairs grew all over his body, and two half-foot-long fangs grew out of his mouth.

Demon cultivator!

Two hours later, the feather swished and flew back to Liu Yi's chest.

"Little fat, how do you feel?"

Liu Yi smiled and asked a question.

Hu Tutu opened his eyes, grinned his teeth and asked, "Brother Yi! Didn't you say that there is only a little pain? Why do I feel like I have been hacked into pieces? It hurts to the depths of my soul..."

"I mean, it's a little bit more painful than dying, it's just that you didn't understand."

Liu Yi answered casually, and suddenly grinned.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that when Feather fooled him and asked him to refine the drop of blood essence of the real tiger minion, it seemed that he lied to him in the same way...