The strong from the wild

Murderous thoughts arose, and Liu Yi emitted bursts of black smoke all over his body.

At this moment, Liu Yi was extremely angry, and his murderous thoughts were extremely pure. The phantom of the primordial spirit in the Zifu on the upper dantian was trembling slightly, exuding a billowing monster aura.

And the black smoke entangled around Liu Yi's body was composed of billowing demonic energy.

Sword intent, demonic aura...the two appeared on Liu Yi's body together, vaguely integrated with the torrent of sword aura in front of him, and there was a unique aura that was independent of the world and independent of the world.

Even King Zhuyu, who was on the same front as Liu Yi, couldn't help trembling in his heart when he felt Liu Yi's unique momentum.Even the Dongxuan Leiguang covering the space with a radius of [-] meters has a gap because of it.

Today, the patriarch Qingjiao uttered wild words, saying that he wanted to bring Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang into the harem, which touched Liu Yi's inverse scale.

When the king was angry, the mountains and rivers were stained with blood.

Piff was furious and blood spattered five steps.

Liu Yi was furious to the extreme, and he would never give Patriarch Qing Jiao a chance to survive.

Liu Yi had already released the two celestial fires, which merged into the Dongxuan Thunder Light and completely blocked the surrounding [-]-meter space.With these two celestial fires, it is natural that Patriarch Qing Jiao cannot be stopped, but Liu Yi's face is full of murderous intent, as if he has made a decision in his heart.

Ding!

It wasn't until this moment that the sound of the sword's cry sounded in the air.

Jianming is very fresh and pleasant to the ear.

But Patriarch Qingjiao heard this, but was so frightened that his hair stood on end.

And the torrent of sword energy has already surrounded the body of the ancestor Qingjiao, and the sword energy as thin as a cow's hair overlaps and surrounds the ancestor Qingjiao. The flesh is minced.

"This... this is the sword energy of Ling Qiujian! Didn't he already become a god and passed away? Why does Liu Yi have his sword energy in his hand?"

Patriarch Qingjiao was stunned and stunned. When he realized it, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand had been smashed into pieces by the sword energy, and his body had also been shredded by the sword energy. Nian Xiang said: "This kind of sword energy only exists in the sword energy disk of Xuantianzong. I didn't expect the four great swordsmen of Xuantianzong to value Liu Yi so much that they even gave him the sword energy disk... This Liu Yi is really despicable and shameless to the extreme, he clearly possesses the Xuantianzong Sword Qi Disc, but he has been refusing to make a move, instead, he hides in the Dongxuan Lightning Light and uses insidious and cunning methods to plot against me!"

This person has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and has seen Ling Qiujian display supernatural powers. Naturally, his memory of Ling Qiujian's sword energy is still fresh, but when he wakes up, it is already too late.

The ancestor of Qingjiao's Yuanshen came out of his body, turned into a blue light and fled at an extremely fast speed.

But Yuanshen flew a hundred meters, but encountered two walls of fire.

"Heavenly Fire!"

The ancestor of Qingjiao's Yuanshen trembled, knowing that with his Yuanshen, he would never be able to escape the siege of the two heavenly fires, so he simply used the secret method to prepare to explode his soul and Yuanshen.

Click!

Suddenly a cold air hit, freezing the primordial spirit of Patriarch Qing Jiao.

Patriarch Qingjiao only had time to explode his soul, but he didn't have time to explode his primordial spirit...

"It's not that easy to explode your soul!"

Liu Yi collected the primordial spirit of Qingjiao Patriarch, put away the fragments of the oiled paper umbrella, and flew back to the bow, thinking in his heart: "This oiled paper umbrella is a good magic weapon, but it's a pity that it was chopped into pieces. If these It is a pity for the fragments to be discarded, so it is better to collect them, put them together with other treasures of heaven and earth, refine them into a brick, and inlay it under the claws of the Eternal Swan Goose."

Heifeng Yaowang and Zhuyu Dharma King Qiqi followed and stayed by Liu Yi's side.

"Zhuyu! Come and sail the boat, quickly drive the boat away, and stay away from this place, so as not to be killed by other masters after hearing the news. In the near future, it is not appropriate to fight again. Brother Heifeng, you come to protect me for me, I want to transport Power to heal wounds..."

Liu Yi frowned slightly, stared at Miaoyu coldly, and said, "How dare this witch secretly cast secret techniques while I was fighting, Zhuyu, you tie up her hands and feet and hang her upside down at the stern of the boat."

"Follow the order!"

Zhuyu clasped her hands together and followed her words.

Liu Yi sat down cross-legged, looking at his nose, nose, and heart, with his hands spread out on his lower abdomen, holding in his palms the primordial spirit of the ancestor Qingjiao who was too late to self-destruct.

The Black Wind Demon King stood beside Liu Yi, concentrating on his guard.

The breeze in the river hit, exuding a faint fishy smell.

Liu Yi breathed out two streams of haze in his nose, breathing out the spirit energy of the ancestor Qingjiao, and used it to practice.

The primordial spirit of the realm of true immortality is no small matter.

Even though the body of Qingjiao Patriarch has been turned into ashes and his soul has been scattered, but this primordial spirit that has lost his soul is still lingering with immortal energy, which is very extraordinary.The fly in the ointment is that the soul of the demon fairy, after all, has a faint black evil spirit. Although it is not as pure as the soul of a human monk, it is full of evil spirit and more powerful.

In this battle, the rivers flooded and the thunder roared, which shocked everyone in a radius of hundreds of miles around the battlefield.

Many casual cultivators and demon cultivators came here one after another, wanting to find out the truth.

Just because all the monks recognized the ancestor of Qingjiao, they only dared to watch the battle from a distance, and did not dare to approach within a hundred miles. The monks who are enemies are even more powerful than the Qingjiao ancestors.None of the monks are stupid, they know the truth of being wise and protecting themselves, and they dare not act rashly.

Whoosh!

The building boat swelled with gusts of wind, sank into the turbulent river, and disappeared.

This building boat is originally the magic weapon of the Pearl and Jade Dharma King.

This boat can not only sail on water, but also gallop on water.

Zhuyu Dharma King has the cultivation base of the immortal realm, and he has cultivated three primordial spirits. Now he controls the boat to dive into the water.

After the building boat disappeared, many monks who were watching from a distance dared to fly into the river, and appeared on the river where Liu Yi had fought with the Qingjiao Patriarch.

There was a monk with white hair, a wretched look, and a bright red wine-stained nose.

Suck!Suck!Suck!

The man shook his hair, sucked his nose vigorously, smelled the air, and suddenly raised his head: "I smell the smell, I smell the scent of the Pearl and Jade King."

Someone said: "Just now we all saw the Dongxuan Leiguang, and the King of Jewels and Jade must have participated in the battle, but with her strength, she will definitely not be able to kill the ancestors of Qingjiao who are so powerful on both sides of the Sapphire River. Master Yinggou, please hear it again Smell, hurry up and smell..."

Suck!Suck!

Daoist Yinggou sniffed again, "Sword repairer! I smell the smell of sword repairer."

Others asked: "Sword cultivator? Apart from Ling Wanjian, the only ones who can beat the ancestor of Qingjiao are the four great sword immortals of Xuantianzong. Whose sword energy do you smell?"

"Ling Qiujian! The sword Qi breath I smell belongs to Ling Qiujian! I also smell the breath of Qian Barbarian Sect's Butterfly Transformation Supernatural Power, the divine power breath of a god-human master, the breath of Tianshui, the breath of Heavenly Fire..."

Master Yinggou sniffed it again, his expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "No, it's the breath of two heavenly fires!"