Chapter 242 Jiuyang Yaoshi
While watching the battle, the monks shouted for fun and beat Chu Yi and the little demon king who gave up wings. Super perverted, this Yahao.
No wonder the monks in the world will look at Chu Yi and the golden-winged demon king like this. They have five days and four nights, fighting for cultivation, endurance, fighting spirit, decisiveness, planning, and courage. It can be said that they are a battle of wisdom and courage, which is wonderful. Whether it is Chu Yi's plan in the end, or the golden-winged demon king is defeated again, in short, ordinary monks can't do the competition mode of the two at all.
Now, after five days and four nights of fighting, the two of them actually launched a fierce battle without hesitation in an instant. It seems that the two of them are like monsters who never know how to be tired, which is frightening and incredible.
At this moment, Chu Yi stepped on the void, took a few steps, and directly killed the golden-winged little demon king. The unparalleled body was full of blood, and infinite divine power emerged on the body, which seemed to be able to knead the sky into a ball like a rag, with a wonderful and strong road charm, and
In the physical competition, the golden-winged little demon king already knows that he is slightly inferior; in the speed competition, the golden-winged little demon king also has no advantages: even at the last moment of fighting wits and courage, the golden-winged little demon king is also one move. Therefore, at this moment, the golden-winged demon king knows that if he wants to win or lose with Chu Yi, he will only win the magic and magic weapon.
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The two feathers behind the golden-winged little demon king unfolded, and the infinite demon power overflowed, and the fierce golden shadow turned into 100,000 sword feathers. He danced wildly and met Chu Yi, who rushed to kill.
The magic weapon of the golden-winged demon king: 100,000 golden black feather sword!
This set of magic weapons is refined from the feathers of the golden-winged little demon king's whole body, each of which is extremely hard and extremely sharp. At the same time, it also contains the magnificent power of the sun's true fire, but all the opponents who are hit, such as being burned by the sun and turned into flying ash, are extremely sharp.
With such a sharp magic weapon, the golden-winged little demon king does not know how many opponents he has killed, the most brilliant record, but it makes a monk at the peak of the second realm of the gods also hate this set of magic weapons. Even the supreme of the three realms of the gods of many immortals were finally defeated. Such a powerful magic weapon is enough to attract Chu Yi's attention!
Chu Yi knows that the demon clan is different from the monk. The use of the demon clan's original magic weapon is like using his own body, which is extremely flexible and tricky. The speed of transportation is almost several times that of human monks. Therefore, at the same level, human monks will choose to temporarily avoid it after encountering the demon monks who use their own magic weapon.
But this situation, obviously, was broken again in Chu Yi.
The 100,000 golden black feather swords come all over the sky, just like a flock of birds passing through the sky, as if they can swallow everything. Coupled with the terrible real fire of the sun, it can be said to be infinitely powerful. Even Chu Yi can't stand it if it is swallowed up and attacked by these 100,000 gold black feather swords.
However, this premise is based on the fact that 100,000 gold black feather swords can break Chu Yi's supreme treasure: the Royal Shield!
Without any hesitation, Chu Yi gently opened his left hand, and the half-foot-sized royal shield appeared in Chu Yi's hand. Looking at the volume, it was obviously very different from the 100,000 gold black feather sword, and it was disproportionate.
But sometimes, many things are not measured by volume.
When the royal shield came out, the void was suddenly intertwined with the Tao and reason of the sky, blocking the heaven and the earth, isolating everything, and blocking everything from the scope of Tao and reason. A hundred thousand golden black feather swords shot on it, which was successfully blocked and failed to hurt Chu Yi at all.
Just kidding, Yutian Shield is a holy soldier who is intertwined with debut and reason, and the materials used are extremely cherished. It's hard to find the first one, even the whole world is hard to find. At the same time, the interweaving of Tao and reason is not above the seven realms of the gods, and the saints after the nest cannot be refined. It can be said that it is a saint's weapon with infinite power.
Relying on this royal shield, the immortal supreme of the three realms of the gods cannot be shaken, and the king of the four realms of the gods, Yasheng, does not want to kill Chu Yi. Even if it is the five realms of the gods, he can barely hurt Chu Yi.
The golden-winged little demon king, with the blood of a barbaric demon, has the power of the sky, and the sun is really fire, which can burn the sky and boil the sea. But after all, now there is only the cultivation of Huashen. It is simply delusional to destroy the weapons of saints intertwined with reason. Therefore, although the 100,000 golden black feather sword is infinitely powerful, for Chu Yi, it is simply more drizzle than drizzle.
In the hearty and heroic laughter, Chu Yi hit the golden-winged little demon king with the dense and horrible destructive power of the 100,000 gold black feather sword, like a bulldozer that had been crushed all the way. Wherever they passed, 100,000 golden black feather swords were bounced off one after another, and all of them were isolated from Tao and reason, which was difficult to overcome.
What kind of magic weapon is this!
The golden-winged little demon king was shocked and angry. He had previously lost to Chu Yi in strength, speed, wits and courage. Is it still a little inferior to Chu Yi on the magic weapon this time?
But the fact is in front of him. The golden-winged little demon king's magic weapon is the 100,000 golden black feather sword, which can't help Chu Yi at all. Blocked by Chu Yi one after another and isolated, the golden-winged demon king could not stop Chu Yi at all.
"I don't believe in this evil!!!"
The golden-winged little demon king was burning with anger, as if his lungs were blown up. Looking at Chu Yi, who was rushing, he shouted angrily and waved his hand. The 100,000 gold black feather swords immediately danced wildly in the void, gathered together one after another, connected fiercely, turned into a ten-foot-sized golden
Boom!
The huge impact force made Chu Yi's face inevitably change slightly. The pace of moving forward suddenly stopped. Instead of being able to move forward again, he was knocked back several steps.
quag~!
The golden black gathered by 100,000 golden black feather swords, immediately [excited] the sky and sounded freely, spread its wings and moved through the void, and instantly bumped into Chu Yi fiercely.
Boom!
The shocking sound of impact reappears. Even if it can't break the interweaving of Tao and reason, it can no longer move forward arrogantly as before.
As the saying goes, everyone collects firewood and the flame is high, and everyone paddles to drive a big boat!
Maybe the 100,000 gold black feather sword can't break the intertwining of the road and reason, or even all of them can't be gathered together, but if you want to stop Chu Yi, the 100,000 gold black feather sword can still do it.
Just like at this moment, even if Chu Yi's divine power is regrettable and can move the earth, but compared with the power of the 100,000 golden black feather sword, it is still slightly inferior and successfully stopped.
Chu Yi's color changed slightly, and the golden black turned into a hundred thousand golden black feather sword once again completed a beautiful drift, spread its wings and roared fiercely at Chu Yi.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The golden black made by the 100,000-golden black feather sword is not afraid of death. Relying on the unique speed advantage of birds, it keeps drifting through the arcs in the void, which does not give Chu Yi any chance to react at all. It fights against Chu Yi ferociously, making Chu Yi lose and retreat, and it is
Not only that, the goal of the golden black turned into a hundred thousand golden black feather sword is very clear, that is, to knock Chu Yi into the whirlpool of flames all around him. If it can be successful. For Chu Yi, it is undoubtedly a final kill.
And so passive, how can Chu Yi give up?
"If you can't get more than 100,000 yuan, are you so proud? Three million killing spirit, now!!!"
Boom!
The atmosphere of killing is pervasive, rising from the sky, and the number of people is enough to turn into a sea of murder. And such a strong spirit of killing permeated that the world's monks changed color, and even the golden-winged demon king couldn't help but feel numb, showing a shocking expression, which was enough to see how powerful the three million killing spirit was.
And the three million killing spirit is enough to turn into three hundred feet of killing magic dragons, but Chu Yi did not choose to do so. After all, this battlefield is special. Under the endless flame vortex, ten feet are already the limit, and there is almost no room for movement.
Therefore, Chu Yi is just constantly compressing and condensing. Under the interweaving optimization of Tao and reason, he condensed into a huge magic dragon that should have been more than 100 feet, and compressed it into three killing dragons more than ten feet in size.
But although the killing dragon is small, its power is not weak!
Each killing dragon is the gas of millions of killing, and the sound of killing is enough to kill the supreme of the second realm of God. Even the golden blacks transformed by the 100,000 golden black feather swords of the golden-winged little demon king are no less.
Roar!
gua!
The magic dragon murmured wildly, the golden black roared in the sky, and the dragon's roar and birds were intertwined with each other, presenting an even situation, with a shocking picture that was surprising.
"Well, just three little snakes, do you want to fight with me? Jinwu, kill me snakes and dragons!"
"Even if my three magic dragons are small snakes, your golden crow is just a chicken in my eyes. Magic dragon, give it to me, kill him Jinwu!"
Chu Yi and the golden-winged demon king continued to be tit-for-tat. In the sound of the roar, the three killing dragons had been torn together with Jinwu.
There are three killing dragons, each with infinite power, which can entangle the mountain, tear up the sea, and swallow the world.
But the golden black made by the 100,000 golden black feather sword is also infinitely powerful, which can cut the sky, grab the ground, and burn the sea.
Therefore, in the fighting room, it gives people the feeling that it is like watching a divine bird spreading its wings, fighting three magic snakes. Sometimes the eagle catches the snake, and sometimes the snake entangles the eagle. There are 300 rounds of big fights, regardless of victory or defeat.
However, with the passage of time, the advantages and disadvantages of both sides are still clearly reflected.
For example, Jinwu, relying on the nature of birds, can be said to have a full advantage when fighting and killing magic dragons. But killing the magic dragon is not inferior to Jinwu in terms of power and magic power. Even if it was at a disadvantage before, it soon succeeded in taking a stable position. In addition, the killing of the demon dragon has a numerical advantage. After 300 rounds, the killing of the demon dragon is fierce, forcing Jin Wu to retreat one after another, and victory is in sight.
The golden-winged little demon king was shocked and felt extremely tricky again. At this time, the three killing dragons burst out, fiercely wrapped around Jinwu, hanged hard, and entangled Jinwu to death.
"Golden-winged little demon king, what else do you fight with me!!!"
Chu Yi roared in the sky. Seeing the golden black turned into a hundred thousand golden black feather sword, after it was difficult to threaten himself, he immediately pressed step by step and wanted to kill the golden-winged demon king again.
"Chu Yi, don't be complacent. Look at me breaking your little snake!"
The idea of the golden-winged little demon king moved slightly, and the golden black turned into 100,000 golden black feather swords, and then turned into 100,000 golden black feather swords, flying all over the sky, and immediately escaped the entanglement of the three magic dragons, killing the demon dragons in all directions.
Dick it!
The sonorous voice is endless. The 100,000 golden black feather sword is extremely hard and extremely sharp. In addition, the volume is small, and the speed and flexibility are soaring. It surrounds three killing dragons and roaring, but the killing dragon is so huge that it is difficult to successfully catch the 100,000 golden black feather sword.
"You are not qualified enough to compare the quantity!"
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Chu Yi wiped his big hand on the void, and the killing of the demon dragon suddenly exploded into a sharp sword the size of three million palms, across the sky and turned into a sea of killing. The river of the sword flowed through, and everything was silent.
Three million to 100,000!
There are too many 100,000 golden black feather swords directly above the golden-winged little demon king, which soon formed absolute restraint, which made the golden-winged little demon king's plan fail.
Fight several times in a row, and lose to Chu Yi several times in a row!
Now he can't even fight Chu Yi on the magic weapon. The golden-winged little demon king is so angry that he is arrogant. How can he tolerate such a situation?
"I don't believe it. I don't believe that I will be restrained by you everywhere, Chu Yi, let's compare magic power!"
The golden-winged little demon king looked up to the sky and roared angrily. He lost power, speed, wisdom and courage, and magic weapons. In order to win, the golden-winged demon king finally came up with his strongest means, which was also the field he was best at, that is magic power.
The body? Speed? Zhiyong? A magic weapon?
To be honest, the golden-winged little demon king really doesn't care much. He is born with a barbarian demon three-legged golden black, and his best field is actually magic power. That is the unique magic power of the three-legged Jinwu, and it is also the capital of the three-legged Jinwu, which is the greatest ability of the three-legged Jinwu to burn a Xiuzhen star.
"Jiuyang Yaoshi!!!"
hoo!
The sky and the earth instantly became extremely hot like a lava hell. The sea was like boiling boiling water under this terrible high temperature, and it began to evaporate horribly.
The infinite sun is filled with the golden-winged little demon king's head. A sun can burn mountains and boil the seas and burn the earth to ashes.
When such a terrible sun appeared, Chu Yi only felt that his breathing was like swallowing fire, so that his mouth was dry and his breathing was not smooth.
At this time, the hot sun has burned through the sky, surrounded by a strong twisted scenery, as if everything in the world may be about to be destroyed. The power makes Chu Yi's face extremely ugly.
Jiuyang Yaoshi is an extremely horrible art of barbarian demon magic power. In ancient times, in the chaotic era of the beginning of Hongmeng, this magic power can be said to be famous and powerful. Every time it appears, it will produce disaster-like destructive power. And if the golden-winged little demon king cultivates to the highest realm, that is, the realm of the nine suns, I'm afraid that the whole Xuanyuan Star can be completely wiped out in the day.
But the realm of Jiuyang Qi is the legendary realm!
Although the golden-winged little demon king is a genius, unparalleled in the world, and has the spirit of the ancient demon emperor, after all, the time of practice is still short, and the nine yang comes out in an instant, and the realm of cultivating the true star can't be achieved at all. According to the current situation, the evolution of just a sun is already very difficult for him.
But isn't Chu Yi?
Chu Yi's practice is only less than that of the golden-winged little demon king. Even if he enters the realm very quickly, he only cultivates the body of the ancient god to a small realm, which is barely the same as the golden-winged little demon king. Even if you want to calculate carefully, it may be slightly inferior to the Golden-winged Demon King.
So when he saw the golden-winged little demon king pushing a scorching sun into the sky, Chu Yi knew that the trouble was big. The only way to deal with this horrible Yaoyang was to use the magic power of the same level to compete, that is, the ancient god's palm!
Ancient god, raising your arms can support the sky, stamp your feet can penetrate the ground, and you can play with a cultivation star between your palms.
And the palm of the ancient god is the only magic power of the ancient god. This palm contains the extreme power, and the evolution has the Tao and reason contained in the law of powerlessness. A shopkeeper moves by, and even a star can be annihilated under the palm of the hand. In terms of level, it is absolutely above the nine yang of the golden-winged little demon king.
The decision has been made!
Chu Yi dares not neglect at all!
I saw Chu Yi standing solemnly, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand began to stage the trajectory of the road in the void. The infinite Tao and reason were intertwined, and the performance was extremely powerful.
At this moment, Chu Yi did not dare to be distracted at all, because although this ancient god's palm, although it seemed to be an extremely simple palm, this palm contained too many things. Chu Yi tried his best to deduce and practice, but only mastered one-tenth of it. And only one-tenth of this thing contains all kinds of mysterious Taoism and reason, which is extremely complicated to evolve.
Such a complex and return to the ancient god's palm, how can Chu Yi be distracted when he exerts it?
Chu Yi fell into the realm of selflessness. He seemed to forget that he was fighting with the golden-winged little demon king, and began to evolve the ancient god wholeheartedly.
It seems that the evolution of Fengshen's palm at this moment is the real key and the goal that Chu Yi must achieve. Chu Yi has no distractions.
And just when Chu Yi was selfless and evolved into the ancient god, the golden-winged little demon king had completed the condensation of the sun. The fire in the sky filled the air, as if to boil the sea, as if to burn through the sky, covered with a charming golden "burning on the void.
The sharp color flashed on his face, and the golden-winged little demon king had a pair of golden pupils, emitting a shocking cold light, staring closely at Chu Yi. After locking, he smashed the sun on display at Chu Yi.
Boom!
The sky and the earth trembled, and the Yaoyang of nearly 30 feet seemed to be able to burn through everything, and everything that passed was twisted into pieces. But the most terrible thing is that when you look at it, the sun sets like a sun, slowly hitting a planet. The dark night is ignited, and the sea is dry enough to see the bottom of the sea.
This is so horrible!
The sun is less than a hundred feet away from Chu Yi, and the temperature has completely spread, but in the face of the sun that slowly sets and can destroy everything, Chu Yi still turns a blind eye to it. It seems that there is no danger approaching at all. "Chu Yi's right hand is still evolving" to promote the trajectory of the road, interweaving the laws of force, and the inherent Tao and reason.
The sun is less than 50 feet away from Chu Yi. At such a close distance, "Even if Chu Yi is the body of an ancient god, he has now begun to have burns. And if it was an ordinary monk, I'm afraid it would have turned into ashes long ago, burning to the point that it can't be killed again.
The sun is less than thirty feet away from Chu Yi, which is already a very dangerous distance. Looking at the beginning of large-scale burns on Chu Yi's body, the immortal monk fiercely pinched a sweat for Chu Yi, especially the supreme Xuanyang monk, whose heart has been raised to his throat.
The sun is less than ten feet away from Chu Yi. Such a close distance can almost be described as close enough. At such a close distance, even real steel will turn into molten iron in an instant under the terrible temperature of the sun. And Chu Yi had already been burned to the end of the royal immortal bandage, and his whole skin was full of flesh, which was unbearable to be seen.
But Chu Yi is still in the law of evolution, intertwining the lines of debut and reason. It's just different from before. When he evolved, Chu Yi's eyes turned into gold. His golden eyes revealed a strong divine power, staring at his right hand of the law of evolution and concentrating.
At the same time, the speed of Chu Yi's evolution law is faster, and his right hand seems to have disappeared. It can't be captured at all. Even the immortal supreme of the three realms of the god can't see clearly, which is enough to see how fast the speed of Chu Yi's evolution is at this moment.
But no matter how fast it is, it can't compare with the golden sun that is already in front of you.
Seven feet!
Five feet!
Three feet!
One foot!
It's over!
All the immortal monks' faces were like dead ashes, and the supreme Xuanyang Sect's expression was even more gloomy, showing a not very [real] expression. Looking from afar, watching the scorching sun completely engulf Chu Yi, his heart was full of suffering. Even the demon monks couldn't help showing a trace of regret in addition to joy, as if to see Chu Yi, the little saint of a generation of leaders, one of the four supremes, fell here.
However, just when everyone thought that Chu Yi had fallen, suddenly a reckless ancient breath echoed between heaven and earth, full of it!
What?
Everyone was shocked, including the demon monks who had begun to cheer, and even the powers of the immortals and demons completely opened their divine thoughts and enveloped Chu Yi's position.
At a look, everyone changes color!
Because the sun has stopped!
The horrible shining sun, stopped three inches in front of Chu Yi, almost touched Chu Yi's nose. But at this distance, the sun stopped, and what made the sun stop was a hand, a golden hand.
That's Chu Yi's hand!
Chu Yi's hand easily held the shining sun he wanted to suppress, just like holding a sun, relaxed and comfortable, without any uncomfortable feeling.
This...
Everyone was speechless, including the Golden-winged Demon King, who was stunned.
Ancient god's palm!
Chu Yi's lips moved without making any sound. No one knew what Chu Yi had said. But when Chu Yi's lips rested, the horrible ancient smell suddenly became stronger. At the same time, Chu Yi held Yao Ri's hand and slowly pressed forward.
Turn it over gently!
Under the absolute power, the heavens and the earth have been turned over, so that the earth is above, the sky is below, and the position is completely reversed. Under this flip, the shining sun is like a fragile candlelight, which dissipates directly in the invisible, and the heat that fills the heavens and the earth also drifts away in an instant.
But Chu Yi's attack did not end. The golden palm had permeated, covering the sky and the earth, as if covering everything and covering the golden-winged demon king.
In an instant, the golden-winged little demon king was shocked, and his speed suddenly spread out, trying to escape the area covered by the golden palm. But this golden palm seems to be boundless and endless. No matter how fast the golden-winged demon king is, he can't escape.
Just like Monkey Sun, he can't escape the Buddha's golden palm after a hundred somersaults, and so can the golden-winged demon king. Now no matter how fast he is, he can't escape from the hand of heaven suppressed by Chu Yi.
Boom!
The golden palm falls, and the world shakes!
The golden-winged little demon king is like an ant, under the hands of a mountain giant!