The strong from the wild

Liu Yi frowned, but couldn't help exclaiming: "The Book of Immortality!"

"What? The Immortal Book?"

Meng Chengshen was surprised, and hurriedly asked: "Could it be that Fellow Daoist Liu, has seen this magic weapon before, and recognize the origin of this magic weapon?"

"I don't recognize this book either. It's just that when Fellow Daoist manifested the image of this book, the words "Book of Immortality" suddenly appeared in my heart. I understand, I'm afraid fellow daoists won't believe it."

Liu Yi shook his head, telling the truth.

"You and I are so friendly, how could you lie to me?"

Meng Chengshen smiled and smoked with his finger on the big pipe.

As a thief and thief, Meng Chengshen was already suspicious, and it was extremely difficult to trust others, and at the same time, it was difficult to gain the trust of others.The profession of thief has many disadvantages.

The more unwilling a person is to trust others, once they feel someone can be trusted, the easier it is to confide in others, heart and soul, without reservation.

Just because he has very few friends and few people he can trust, so he pays more attention to friendship and thinks it is very precious.

Meng Chengshen is this kind.

Rumble!

Thunder fell from the sky all over the sky, with a bang.

If it weren't for Liu Yi and Meng Chengshen talking to each other through sound transmission, it would be difficult to hear each other's voice clearly.Overwhelming, it was actually rumbling thunder.

Many monks in Zhu Mo Temple were not frightened by the situation of Ji Wushuang's army.

The monks in the temple, chanting scriptures, cultivating practice, collecting herbs, are busy with their own business, but they don't pay attention to Ji Wushuang's attacking army.

Only the four monks in the temple, Wufeng, Wujiu, Wuhen and Yinyue, flew into the air.

And little nun Hui Lin stood far under a clump of emerald green bamboos, staring up at the sky.

Since the morning sun was rising today, Ji Wushuang has been in the sky above Prajna Mountain.

They surrounded and attacked it, but they couldn't break through the mountain guard formation of the Demon Execution Temple.

The formation left by the Buddha Subhuti is more powerful than the formation of the Yaochi School.As one of the top ten disciples of the Buddha, Subhuti was passed down by the Buddha himself. How can the Holy Mother of Yaochi compare?

After attacking for a long time, the formation still remained motionless.

The aerial attack slowly slowed down, and the supernatural powers of wind, fire, lightning, and magic gradually disappeared in the air, leaving only a big banner, resplendent in gold and jade, flashing the word unparalleled.

The cloud of murderous intent gathered gradually dissipated.

Many monks under the Devil Emperor's seat emerged from the clouds.

Ji Wushuang was tall and slender, wearing a dazzling silver armor, with a purple cloak hanging down his back, and his long black hair was tied in a bunch on top of his head, fluttering in the wind like a waterfall.

There is a neat beard on the upper lip, but there is no half beard on the chin!

Obviously, this is a man who pays great attention to his appearance.

Even if he came here to attack the Devil-killing Temple, Ji Wushuang paid great attention to his etiquette. He stood in the air, clasped his hands and clasped his fists, his wide sleeves hung down in front of him, lined up together, and there was a golden big bird carving on his left sleeve There is a big black fish glyph on the right sleeve.

"Ji Wushuang, the emperor of the devil, has met all the eminent monks, and you are very polite."

When Ji Wushuang clasped his hands and clasped his fists, the immortal energy in his body suddenly surged. A big golden bird and a big black fish rushed out from his sleeves and surrounded him, spinning non-stop. He didn't know where the fish was and where It's a bird.

"This fish!"

Liu Yi watched from afar and frowned, because the big black fish that appeared on Ji Wushuang's body was exactly the same as the thousands of miles long black fish that looked like an ancient mountain that he saw in the endless void.

It's just that Ji Wushuang's big fish is countless times smaller than the big fish in Endless Void.

Even compared with the big fish on the bottom of the sea three thousand miles away from Dongming Water Mansion in Qiongyu's land boundary, the size is still much different.

But no matter what, the appearance of this black fish is very similar.

Thinking of the battle between Linghu Qiudao and Big Yu in the endless void, a soaring fighting spirit suddenly appeared on Liu Yi's body, and a pure sword intent rushed out of Liu Yi's body.

Now that Liu Yi's cultivation has reached the second level of the Immortal Four Realm, the True Immortal Realm, his aura is quite different from before. Even if the sword intent rushes out of the body, it can also arouse the vision of heaven and earth, and hang a ten-meter-long sword above his head Jian Guang, with the blade pointing straight up, waved and pointed at Ji Wushuang, who was standing outside the formation of Demon-killing Temple.

"What a pure sword intent!"

Ji Wushuang didn't wait for the monk of Zhumo Temple to answer his words, he turned around, stared at Liu Yi, and said: "Such sword intent is definitely not my divine channel method in Hengshan Realm! Three years ago, there was a sword cultivator, Standing at the foot of the mountain hundreds of miles away from the True Demon Cave, a sword shot out in his hand, causing the surrounding mountains to shake, and the sword energy shrouded everything within a thousand miles. This person is called Ling Wanjian. I don’t know you and Ling Wanjian, What's the relationship?"

"Pooh!"

Meng Chengshen stared at Ji Wushuang with crooked eyes, put on a crooked appearance, and retorted: "He is the old man's life-and-death friend, named Hu Tutu, and has nothing to do with Ling Wanjian. !"

"Meng Chengshen, you stole from all directions, and you had a grievance with the Devil-killing Temple, but now the two of you actually let go of the past grievances and gathered together. It seems that all the monks in the world in Hengshan are indeed united to resist the Devil Emperor. Your Majesty! It's a pity that you waited but didn't know that the mantis is like a cart, and after all, it cannot escape the fate of being crushed by the wheels and eventually smashed to pieces!"

Ji Wushuang shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and a pair of golden wings suddenly appeared on his back, flapping once and for all, he sneered at Meng Chengshen, then turned to look at Liu Yi, and said, "Sword cultivators under heaven, Most of them are those who are as resolute as swords, and would rather bend than bend! There were sword cultivators in Hengshan, but they refused to submit to the devil emperor, and they were all crushed into powder. Since you are sword cultivators, you must come from the realm of Qiongyu. Within the Tianwan Realm, the closest to the Hengshan Realm is the Qiongyu Realm. Since ancient times, the two realms have been in contact with each other. But... You have not traveled hundreds of millions of miles, crossed the border, and entered the Hengshan Realm to die , this work has to praise you for your spirit."

Inside and outside the words, Liu Yi was completely ignored.

It seems that Liu Yi is the fish on the chopping board and can only be slaughtered by him.

He is proud, Liu Yi is even more proud.

Now that he is in the big formation of Zhumo Temple, surrounded by four eminent monks, how could Liu Yi be afraid of Ji Wushuang?

Liu Yi raised his sword eyebrows, and said solemnly: "Ji Wushuang!"

"What's the matter with you?"

Ji Wushuang stared at Liu Yi with sarcasm on both sides, but his eyes were very frivolous, obviously contemptuous of Liu Yi.

Liu Yi ignored him, and only asked Meng Chengshen to take out the shocking war drum and place it in the air.

Boom!

Liu Yi punched lightly, with five fingers containing mana, and struck on the fairy artifact of the shocking war drum.

The sound of the drums was like thunder, spreading all over the place.

Meng Chengshen understood Liu Yi's meaning without Liu Yi's voice transmission, and immediately started to run the shocking war drum, waiting for Liu Yi to shout.

"Wen Yingkong!"

Liu Yi glanced at Ji Wushuang, and suddenly said: "Within half a stick of incense, come and see me quickly!"