[0103] Impulsive punishment

On a cloud above the nine heavens, Yang Liujing and the ginseng dolls are now anxious and out of proportion, but there are prohibitions around their bodies that have already been arranged by Yi He. They can only look here, but no matter how they can't get out, they can only look at Yi He's current appearance!

The whole body is full of holes.

Black clouds are rolling over the sky.

A white lightning broke through the darkness and exploded between heaven and earth, turning the world into a strange white in an instant.

Yihe's body was dragged into the void by an invisible force. His dark demon body was magnificent, and his wings protected the key points of his body, but an extremely holy and noble breath emanated from the inside out. It really seemed to be an extremely pious saint...

Is this suffering? The wound was painful, and the scales fell off, and the Zhenyuan in the body gradually became thin with the passage of time. Unexpectedly, it was a little unsustainable and could not resist the attack launched by this group of people.

All kinds of shining swords, flying swords swim like dragons in the sky. At this moment, Yi He can only make a painful roar, like a dying beast, but there is no desire to resist even a little--

This is a complete desperate situation, and Yihe has no choice!

However, Yihe does not regret it.

If he chooses again, he will still come here and attack this giant - if he chooses to escape, is it easy to combine or easy to combine? If he chooses cowardice, is it easy to fit or easy to fit? What is the reason why Yihe is Yihe and why Yihe did not die for 30,000 years?

is because the flame of the spirit in his heart has never been extinguished. The past is, the present is, and the future will be. The sword spirit grinded pieces of Mars on his body like a bone-picking knife and took away pieces of scales. If he continues to stalemate like this, he will definitely die!

A large area of gorgeous sword light flew in the sky, all the fairies launched a long-range attack, and the easy-fitting figure wavered in the sky.

It's not good to stay in place and be beaten, so Yi He still tries to fly in the sky with his broken wings in the hope of avoiding a greater degree of attack. He gasped heavily, and the consumption of this moment of time has made him feel exhausted...

"Roar!"

Two strange silver grays in Yihe's eyes suddenly brightened, and his body speed doubled. Even in the eyes of those immortals, his speed broke through a limit, forming a series of virtual shadows in the sky, and countless flying sword piercings did not fall into practice.

I heard a humane: "Arrange a soul-chasing and deadly array. This evil is so fast that you can't let him run away!"

Tens of thousands of disciples responded.

That is, in less than a breath, an array has been formed, and an invisible barrier will stagnate in this world. Tens of thousands of swords and dozens of different swordsmen are mixed together to form a whole, making it difficult to walk!

"What kind of bird hair is this?"

Yihe's pair of wings were almost beaten with only a pair of bones left. It looked scary, but his speed did not slow down too much and still avoided the attack, but there seemed to be too many attacking swords that could avoid one, but could not avoid the other.

He is like a football, constantly moving in the void!

Yihe's heart was aggrieved, and his body was extremely painful. He looked up to the sky and roared. Accidentally, he unexpectedly found that some light spots in the distant sky flew towards here. Obviously, some immortals found something wrong here and wanted to kill demons in ancient times--

After all, the fairy sect is the same. Is it easy to be a bird feather?

It's just a large array trapped Yihe, but it's not easy. Still dozens of disciples died under Yihe's pair of sharp claws. Yihe felt his gradually exhausted body and gasped...

Wait a minute, maybe it's time to really work hard.

Now, taking advantage of those people who hadn't come over, Yi He began to charge crazily. He let go of his defense and simply killed people in order to kill people. Sword light cut out small wounds on his chest. Under the blood, the scales fell off, and he looked so embarrassed...

"Why? God, do you really want me to die?

It is easy to roar up to the sky.

Tens of thousands of sword light from afar cut towards Yihe's head at an extremely fast speed. After hearing a sonorous sound, the scales at Yihe's neck fell off, and three or four main muscles were broken, blood sprayed wildly, and Yihe's blood basin roared at the sky.

"Why?"

The sky did not give an easy answer, just because the world is not a straight world, just because Yihe's usual shameless or oblique, and in his bones is actually a completely pedantic straight person - this kind of person will drill into the tip of the bull!

People like this kind of people will suffer losses when they go to society, but many people have a patient heart.

But it is easy to fit not only such a straight person, but also without patience at that moment. Who in the world can tolerate such a person? So he is destined to face this cold world alone, and then break this cold world and water his ideals with his blood.

Maybe today's chapter is suffering, just like the result of Jesus being crucified... The unbridled releaser's own last obsession, persistence, releasing his own last bit of spirit.

The unyielding idea, the unyielding sound echoed between heaven and earth for a long time. The wind, rain, thunder and lightning resounded through the world in an instant, and the rain roared down. The rain turned out to be as red as blood, full as if blood drops fell to the ground, and then melted into the ground.

There was a trace of madness and tragedy in Yi He's voice, "You...you...and you? Why can't you tolerate me and the monsters in the world? You can't tolerate it, why, why? It is because you can't tolerate this world that it becomes unfair and full of disputes!"

"I just think, maybe if you die, the world will be fair, haha..."

A black chain suddenly appeared around Yihe's body. The black chain hung down from somewhere and built a device like a flower basket under Yihe's body. But the flower basket is not cute, because it is purely composed of skeletons!

The blood-red lotus bloomed and bloomed eighty-one beside Yihe. Each lotus flower was as big as a hill, resisting all the surrounding attacks.

Yehuo Honglian, this is the killer of Yihe!

At this moment, the image displayed around him was simply a hellish world. He closed his eyes and slowly recovered. The scales on his body gradually grew better, and his body returned to an excellent state. At the juncture of life and death, Yihe no longer wants to remain mysterious!

As soon as the red lotus came out, the sky changed greatly, and the black clouds turned into a strange black red, as if it had been burned by the flame of the center of the earth for countless years. Yi He closed his eyes, and the silver-gray light stretched out long, and his voice suddenly came from hell...

"Today, Yehuohonglian reappears in the fairyland. If you want to kill me, then kill me. I thought I could endure it this time. I thought I had experienced 30,000 years of suffering and was mature enough, but I still couldn't help it.

"Now I finally understand myself!"

"I am not a person who is suitable for playing tricks at all. Once something touches my heart, I can't tolerate it. Naturally, people need to do things that are uneven, and I can't escape my conscience. If I escape, then I'm not easy to get along with!"

"Today, in broad daylight, how about you?"

Yi He's voice seemed to come from the nine secluded hells. At the same time, the billionaire King Bodhisattva, who incarnated, smiled in the underworld and said inexplicably, "This son, wake up. Although the straight man is not my Taoist, at least he is much cuter than others... The gods and demons, the debts owed will eventually be repaid. Yihe, Yihe, the rest of the road depends on how you go!"

In the fairyland, Yun Zhongzi hid in the clouds. He looked at the besieged Yihe and spit: "You are a fucking fool. You sing well. How can you be stupid at this time?" Looking up at the two generals around him, Yun Zhongzi sighed, "That's all."

Yi He is such a popular person, but Yun Zhongzi can't say anything.

This seems to be the momentum that tens of millions of people want to do, but they know that they can't do it, isn't it for the little thing they insist on in their hearts? Yun Zhongzi grabbed the two goblins and turned them into a escaping light. He didn't want to see the miserable ending of Yihe.

Like a king from the dark world, he stands on his chariot and looks down at the world. Yihe's eyes are like substance, with a real atmosphere of destruction. Eighty hills-like red lotus formed an all-round three-dimensional protection system.

The superfluous karma turned into an illusory sea of fire, the lotus floated on it, and the easy-to-combined white bone boat also leaned on it, and the iron chains hanging from the sky were cold and solemnly killed.

The monks who dared to come in the distance, together with the immortals of the Sword Gate, turned out to be a huge number of 300,000 people. Yi He took a deep look at these dense figures and laughed: "For the sake of a low place, you have come to so many people, 300,000, even if you die today, it's worth it!"

In the face of more than 300,000 people, Yihe can only laugh.

He doesn't know what better way to express his current mood.

"Wanguang Sword Sect, defeat demons and eliminate demons!"

"The evil dies!"

"Pure Land to..."

The people who came this time actually had dozens of immortal sects. Yi took a breath of cold air, looked at the sky, and suddenly rose to the sky.

As soon as the industry fire lotus comes out, no matter what kind of formation you have, you can't be trapped and easy to close. He drove the red lotus and broke through the diaphragm in the sky, directly entered the depths of the universe above his head, turned into a light spot and disappeared, and then a group of immortals also chased after it.

The universe is vast and the starry sky is infinite.

The so-called fairyland is actually a corner of the mortal world, and the only difference should be that he is sealed. Yi He didn't know how long he had been flying. He hit a wall in the sky and was bounced back by an invisible diaphragm. Although the outside world looks dazzling, he can't get out.

The vast army of fairyland behind him has been chased over. Now, Yihe can only fight back!

This is a desperate situation.

On the white bone boat the size of a hill, a faint ghost fire appeared in the eyes of each skeleton, which was particularly conspicuous in the darkness of the void. The red fire red lotus kept rotating, and a pair of meat wings that had already recovered were gently flapping, and hissing electric currents.

This is all the power that Yihe can release at present, Yehuo Honglian, Baiguzhou, Tongtian chain, and the sword spirit of the five elements Guiyuan sword roaring in the body.

"Evil, you are desperate, why don't you be captured?"

"Hmm, this is already the sky. Where else can you go?"

These people's words and my words are obviously thought to be easy to get along with. Yi He looked on coldly. At this time, he was not in a hurry to die, but now that he has time, he still has to prepare well - even if it is a glimmer of life, he will not give up.

Looking back on what he did today, Yi He once again scolded himself as a fool, but what's the use of this? Even if the review is profound, it will still be committed next time!

And will there be another time?

Yi He took a deep breath and continued his energy. Suddenly, he launched his strongest attack when those people were proud - he attacked all his available attack methods to the most densely populated places, which was suddenly outrageous!

Many people turned into ashes without any response, and some people were swallowed up by the fire of Honglianye just when they wanted to shout.

A large area of the five elements of Guiyuan sword spirit is hidden in the red lotus, blooming the most gorgeous brilliance at the last moment, blooming everywhere. After this attack, Yi He emptied all his mana, but he smiled happily, because it was very simple... He had made his best efforts.

Death without regret!

The leaders of the Sword Gate and the stewens of all factions quickly ordered their disciples to form an array to resist. Although Yihe's attack was strange, the damage to them was also a dagger. Tens of thousands of people in a sect, what is it that hundreds of people are killed or injured? To be honest, it doesn't matter.

The leader of the Sword Gate said: "At this time, this demon still wants to fight back. If anyone comes, please come out with a life-chasing knife and take the soul sword. This time, I will take the life of this demon with my own hands!"

The life-chasing knife and the soul-grabbing sword are the treasures of the inheritance of the sword gate, and this time the leader of the sword gate is selfish. On the one, he cut Yihe and gained prestige, and on the other, he could deter Xiaoxiao around him. Why not?

Yihe's eyes are strange: "It's up to you? You don't deserve it!"

If this head teacher is really so powerful, why let himself come here? And let yourself slaughter so many disciples of Sword Gate? Is it just to attract those colleagues and then kill themselves to stand up? If that's the case, the ambition of this teacher is a little too big.

However, no matter what the result is, will Yihe still be afraid of him?

The head of the sword gate took the magic weapon handed over by his disciples, which looked like the ruthless valley owner. Yi He didn't say much, and directly turned into a black light and rushed up. His body is now empty, and only hand-to-hand combat can take such a pitiful advantage!

"Look for death!"

A black gas gushed out of the knife, transforming into a huge demon and swallowing it at Yi He, while the other sword melted several iron cables and locked it towards Yi He. Yi He's eyes flashed, but the action did not stop because of this. After breaking the devil with one punch, he was still moving forward. , unstoppable!

The chain was entangled on Yihe's body and was broken before it was stabilized. The palmist's expression changed greatly and he hurriedly waved the direct sword again, but how could Yihe continue to give him a chance?

In fact, these two magic weapons are not very powerful. If it hadn't been for Yihe, it would definitely be very powerful. But Yihe is a freak. The body is tough, and even the soul has already remembered to have metamorphed into an extremely deep state, which can produce a little light in the vast darkness.

Such a realm will naturally not be a soul-grabbing sword that can be damaged!

Yihe's sharp claws grabbed the leader fiercely. Just as he was more than 100 feet away from the leader, a cyan mask suddenly blocked Yihe's way forward, making it difficult for him to exert his speed and strength as if he had entered the mud.

Yi He was shocked, but he also thought of something he had forgotten - those powerful spells in the real world that needed a little time to prepare. And with his body bones that have barely reached the level of immortals now, he should be able to play these spells in a very short time!

These spells are powerful and wide-ranging, and are suitable for current battles.

Yi He sneered, his body was like a loach, and suddenly withdrew. The forbidden diaphragm of the fairyland was pasted on his back, and his hands began to print at an incredible speed... In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of tips were pinched, and ten golden suns lit up around Yi He's body.

It was a golden sun. If you look carefully, it turned out to be ten words:

Life, death, illusion, destruction, suffering!

Sadness, joy, sorrow, anger, situation!

The first time a group of immortals saw such a magic formula, they all stared at each other... What kind of spell is this? How can it have such power? It was a small sun that was still expanding, and the endless strange heat on it was almost unbearable!