The strong from the wild

At this moment, Meng Chengshen is a person worthy of respect.

At least, for Liu Yi, Meng Chengshen, who is about to die generously, is worthy of respect.

As early as when the colorful phoenix manifested a body of hundreds of meters, Meng Chengshen dressed himself up and asked Liu Yi whether he was going to die dressed up like this, and whether he was in line with his status as the world's number one thief .

Liu Yi really wanted to say that such a grand attire did not weaken his prestige as the world's number one thief at all.

Unfortunately, Liu Yi couldn't say anything.

He is not a very provocative person, let alone a lot of provocative words, but now he only used a dust-avoiding tactic for himself, wiped off the dust, and then bent down and bowed, facing Meng Chengshen's back I bowed my hands.

The thief in front of him, wearing a gorgeous robe, a jade crown, a jade belt around his waist, and python boots, seemed as tall as a mountain at the moment.

The majestic mountain stands tall and majestic.

"Go, old man!"

Meng Chengshen groaned, his body trembled, and after his body escaped into the dharma form above his head, the entire circle of light had become extremely small, and he rushed towards the white lotus platform ten meters away!

Liu Yi flapped his wings behind him, unleashed the great supernatural power of golden light phantom, and quickly followed behind Meng Chengshen.

At this moment, Yaochi old monster Dong Xuzang came back to his senses, and guessed that Meng Chengshen was going to explode himself to blow up the lotus platform covering the gap above, and then let Liu Yi escape.

"If this kid from the younger generation is allowed to leave, after he has practiced for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, with his master's unfathomable mystical skills, this person will definitely cultivate into a peerless master. At that time, he will make a comeback. Enter my Yaochi sect, if I don't find the secret treasure of Buddhism left by the Buddha Subhuti, I'm afraid even this seat can't resist him!"

Dong Xuzang's expression finally changed drastically, and his figure emerged from the lotus leaves connecting the sky.

The formation of lotus flowers around ten miles away has not dissipated.

A golden light flashed in Dong Xuzang's hand.

The golden light is a small knife, only half a foot long, and the golden light exudes circles of aura ripples.

This sword is called the Magneto-Optic Blood Knife. It took thousands of years for Dongxu to collect the polar magneto-optic in the north and south of the Hengshan boundary, and incorporated many materials.

The magneto-optical blood knife is powerful and vicious, as long as it cuts on the soul and soul of the practitioner, the soul and soul of the practitioner will be corroded by the magneto-optic, dissipate into a series of magneto-optic, and be swallowed by the blade.

This magic weapon is extremely vicious, and there are restrictions on when it can be used. It is necessary to cut a piece of soul from the owner of the magic weapon first, and integrate it into the blade to reveal the power of the blade.

It's like a seriously ill person who needs to have some introductions to take medicine.

Splitting a small piece of one's soul into the magneto-photochemical blood knife will have the effect of a medicine primer.

This process of splitting the soul is extremely painful, and it is even more tormenting than being cut into pieces by thousands of knives.

Therefore, when Dong Xuzang was fighting against others, unless it was a critical moment, he would never use this magneto-photochemical blood knife lightly.

The half-foot blade was like lightning, blasting towards Meng Chengshen's primordial spirit.

Liu Yi's expression changed, and the dragon pattern sword shot out from the bottom of his feet, and hit the half-foot blade, but with a flash of the blade, it turned into a phantom in the air.The dragon pattern sword passed through the phantom, but it didn't hit the body of the magneto-photochemical blood knife!

Opportunity, often only once.

When Liu Yi mobilized the dragon pattern sword again and rushed towards the magneto-photochemical blood knife again, the magneto-photochemical blood knife had already come one foot behind Meng Chengshen's Yuanshen.

It's too late!

"Could it be that today, I'm really going to die in the Yaochi faction?"

In Liu Yi's heart, he was extremely unwilling, filled with grief and indignation, and two streaks of heavenly flames collided out of the Purple Eyebrow Mansion, manifesting a fiery sword edge in the air.

Soul Burning Flame Sword!

Immediately, based on the Burning Soul Flame Sword, he used the half-way sword art and the sky-worshiping sword art!

Up to this moment, Liu Yi has used the Sword Climb to the Sky three times in this battle. If the sword returns without success, Liu Yi has no strength to fight again.

Tanlang's figure shone with a burst of silver light, and his body turned into dots of light in the air, rushing towards Dongxuzang in the distance among the lotus leaves.

There are masters who are not afraid of death, and there are spirit beasts who are not afraid of death.

There is Liu Yi who is not afraid of death, and there is Xiao Huihui who is not afraid of death.

Men, you should be generous, you can stand up even if you are buried in the soil!

When he used his supernatural powers to fight to the death, Liu Yi did not go to observe Meng Chengshen, he knew that Meng Chengshen must not be able to stop the blade released by Dong Xuzang, and must have died.

Therefore, all of Liu Yi's sword arts and supernatural powers were aimed at Dongxuzang.

His eyes, as bright as cold stars, were as red as blood.

However, when the supernatural power of the Three Swords Art was displayed, the blade of the sword was actually frozen in the air by an invisible force!

The scarlet red blade with a ray of golden and black radiance was originally formed by two strands of heavenly fire intertwined, and it even contained the white thunder left by Master Xue Yu from the source of thousands of thunders.

The power of this sword cannot be easily resisted even by land gods.

Even if the Devil Emperor Hengshan came here in person, he couldn't freeze the sword's edge in the air, so it just froze!

What kind of supernatural power is this?

Could it be the method used by Dong Xuzang?

If Dongxuzang has such power, why can't he beat the Hengshan Devil Emperor?

A series of three questions appeared in Liu Yi's mind, but unfortunately he was unable to move at this moment, his body was frozen, and he could only turn his eyes if he aroused the thunder in the lightning seeds in his heart and contained them in his eyes.

Everything around, the wind, cloud, flames, and the spinning lotus leaves, all froze.

The rumbling thunder, the beeping of flames, and the sound of lotus flowers blooming and withering, all were silent.

Even the sky fire above the Burning Soul Flame Sword stopped trembling.

Time and space are stagnant, and the picture freezes!

Only the white thunder wrapped around the Burning Soul Flame Sword was still flickering and trembling.Only the three-foot willow tree in Liu Yi's lower dantian is still gently swaying its branches.

With the help of the thunder from the Source of Ten Thousand Thunders, Liu Yi turned his eyes to scan the front.He also merged the white thunder into the meridians on his neck, turned his neck forcibly, and turned his head to look around the sky.

The white thunder travels through the meridians, causing numbness and tingling, which is extremely painful.

Liu Yi didn't care about it, he just opened his eyes wide and stared around, feeling extremely nervous.He had already expected that this method of freezing the sky, as if freezing time and space, was definitely not performed by Dongxu Zang.

Because, Dongxuzang standing in the distance among the lotus leaves in Jietian has also become motionless, just like a sculpture or a puppet.

Under the white lotus platform in the distance, Meng Chengshen's physical body had already escaped into the Yuanshen's halo, and as for the Yuanshen's halo, it shrank into a pinpoint-sized spot of light.

The magneto-photochemical blood knife stayed half an inch in front of the light spot, and was also frozen by an invisible force, unable to move.

Only the Burning Soul Flame Sword, surrounded by white thunder, was still relentless. Under the support of the white thunder, it moved towards the hole at an extremely slow speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye, inch by inch, Move slowly.

[Author's digression]: I fell asleep until two o'clock, and wrote quickly, only to find that it was not dawn.

It's not the next day if it's not dawn, so Xianggong doesn't count as breaking his promise.

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