Chapter 31 The Triple Sky

"Pay attention to your own attack method!"

Zhou Yi suddenly remembered the words of Di Aoxue. It turned out that he let himself realize the fit between energy and body in the battle!

But what the hell is this place? Why did the god of destruction come out?

"Kill!"

He can't allow him to consider and understand that the energy surges with his fierce body, looking at the constantly attacking machete, constantly assassinating the enemy, half of the head, the broken chest, and the spleen and intestines all over the ground, which is almost completely different from the previous calm and busy urban life, but it can't affect him at all.

It seems that Zhou Yi integrated into the battlefield in an instant.

"Roar!"

When!

With a roar that was enough to break the eardrums, Zhou Yi looked up quickly, but saw a tiger-headed man holding a machete in his hand, rolled up a strong airflow, and viciously splitting at the white-faced middle-aged man. The white-faced middle-aged man fought with a knife and made a fierce metal sound. The visible waveform airflow stirred from the confrontation. The white-faced middle-aged man was actually shocked by blood and flew straight from the dragon and fell to the ground heavily. And his ground dragon was not much better. He was shocked and slipped more than ten meters from the ground and fainted directly.

Zhou Yi was secretly shocked. The long gun stretched out flexibly to block a huge dragon's hoof that stepped on the white-faced middle-aged man. Then he turned his wrist and hung his armor. With a little force, he took him up and landed on his ground dragon.

"Don't worry about me and let me die!" The white-faced middle-aged man's eyes turned red and roared harshly.

What's the use of death? Can you continue to fight?"

Zhou Yi had no previous jokes, and his eyes were awe-inspiring. His long gun stretched out and had stabbed another knight off the mount.

"Go up quickly!"

The white-faced middle-aged man was extremely experienced in combat, and immediately understood what Zhou Yi meant. His body ejected out, picked up a machete when he rolled down on the ground, and then jumped up a few meters and was falling on the ground dragon.

Seeing that the warrior destined to die under his knife recovered his combat effectiveness in a blink of an eye, the tiger-headed man stared at Zhou Yi with angry eyes and roared and rushed up.

Zhou Yi immediately felt the unprecedented pressure. There seemed to be a layer of invisible energy flowing around this high-level general, doing whatever he wanted, making people feel that there was no way to escape.

What is the realm of cultivation?

In the crisis, Zhou Yi had an almost illusory feeling, as if he was not afraid at all. The energy in his body flowed crazily, and his forehead loomed for half a month, and a half-foot-high lavender flame appeared behind him. He forced himself to resist the great pressure and tried to squeeze out a sneer.

Zhou Yi didn't know what this guy was thinking, and he didn't dare to look at him for too long. As soon as the dragon gun was displayed, a purple light slipped from his arm to the tip of the gun. The power of Ziyue solidified in a blink of an eye, and the meteor stroked across the air and hit the tiger-headed man's chest.

The tiger-headed man snorted coldly, and the airflow all over his body suddenly condensed. A green shield appeared in his chest in a blink of an eye. The dragon gun was like a snake, but no matter how he twisted his body, he could not break through a trace of defense.

"Roar!"

Bang!

With the roar of the tiger-headed man, the substantial airflow collapsed and dispersed. Zhou Yi's body trembled and spit out a mouthful of blood. He didn't move, and he saw the other party's machete draw an arc, easily cutting open the dragon's neck and obliquely to his waist.

"Be careful!"

Seeing that the situation was dangerous, the white-faced middle-aged man shouted and his eyes were cracked.

At the moment of electric flint, Zhou Yi's whole body was full of flame. With the help of the airflow, he pedaled on the back of the dead dragon, and the purple light under his feet flashed and jumped high with the power of the knife.

The tiger-headed man didn't expect him to dodge, hurriedly collect the knife and make defensive moves. But before the imagined thunderbolt, he looked up in surprise, but saw Zhou Yi fly farther and finally become a small dot and disappear on the high clouds.

"This coward!"

The tiger-headed man spat contemptuously, held a machete in his hand, and shouted at the sky.

At this time, the two sides had been fighting for two hours, and the original 200,000 soldiers and horses had also become 10,000, stepping on the messy grassland mud and killing constantly.

The crystals in Zhou Yi's mind have rotated to the limit, flying higher and higher. In a blink of an eye, they passed through heavy white clouds, a round of purple full moon, hanging high in the sky, warm eyes like virgins.

The moonlight slowly sprinkled on his body, and invisible particles poured into his eyebrows crazily. With the crescent moon, around the crystal, it gradually bulged, and the edge of the purple flame around him was slowly coated with a layer of faint blue, and then disappeared.

The ice moon dragon gun is more cold and slightly incompatible with its own body, but Zhou Yi still smells its deep and subtle breath.

Kill!

Zhou Yi's eyes suddenly opened, and his whole body was tense like a sharp arrow. He stood upside down in the air and dived down quickly.

Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar!

The tiger-headed man killed more than a dozen people in the blink of an eye, with blood on his hands. When he was in high spirits, he saw many people looking up at the sky and couldn't help looking up doubt, but saw a meteor suddenly coming, and the sharp and terrible tip of the gun was about to be inserted into his head.

Without the extremely refreshing sense of penetration as imagined, Zhou Yi felt dark in front of his eyes. After lighting up again, the battlefield of killing disappeared, and a cold figure sat not far away, closing his eyes and silent.

"This, this..." Zhou Yi turned around dissatisfiedly, "Where's the tiger-headed man? What about the tiger-headed man? I will take its life immediately. Hey hey, Sister Bing, aren't you making trouble?"

"This is a holy strong man, and you can't deal with it."

Di Aoxue's cold voice sounded, "However, you should have some understanding of the energy use of the holy strong man."

Zhou Yiruo nodded thoughtfully, but there was a doubt in his heart and couldn't help asking, "Sister Bing, in the world moon illusion array, I feel that no matter the operation or use of energy, it is much smoother than now, and there is an indescribable feeling."

"That's of course. Because in the sky, your power is equivalent to the holy level, and you are about to break through the space barrier. But in reality, your strength is far from reaching.

"Breaking the space barrier? Sister Bing, the more I listened, the more confused I became.

"Well, I'll tell you some secrets about the cultivation world. These secrets are only spread among high-level strong people, and ordinary people do not know.

Di Aoxue's talk today was not bad and said slowly, "Beyond the ordinary world, there are still three days left. Ordinary heaven is the world of mortals. Mortans cultivate to the ninth stage, and after understanding the realm, they enter the sanctification. It is a mortal saint. Whenever a saint cultivates to the realm of true holiness, he can break through the space barriers and reach the last three days. It is more energetic and more suitable for practitioners to advance. The place you just went to is the cloud sky simulated by the boundary moon illusion array. Next, the place I want to send you is Huangquantian.

"What Huangquantian, wait, I haven't understood yet, wait, I'm afraid of death, can you change to a warm and romantic place? Wow--

After Zhou Yi finished speaking, a blue-black gas came out of Di Aoxue's palm and poured straight into his mouth and nostrils.

There was a feeling of extreme suffocation. Zhou Yi closed his eyes and opened them again, appearing in a black forest.

The woods are sparse, scattered on a very gentle slope after another, surrounded by quietness, and the sunlight is very gray, but it does not affect the viewing.

Huangquan?

As soon as he mentioned the word Huangquan, Zhou Yi's spine was cold, swallowed his saliva, coughed twice to strengthen his courage, and shouted at the woods, "Hey, hey! Is there anyone? I'm just passing by!"

It really works. Before the voice fell to the ground, I saw the dark shadows on their bodies, clumsily coming out of the forest as if listening to the call.

"So many people, I'm really sorry, hehe, I just want to ask the way - ah, it's a skeleton again!"

When he came closer, Zhou Yi saw clearly that these dark shadows were actually dark skeletons all over their bodies. His left hand drooped, and his right hand folded in front of his chest, becoming a strange claw.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I won't ask this way." Zhou Yi was shocked and hurriedly held the Wu Ben Xuanyue knife tightly in his hand.

Those skeletons did not answer, but just stubbornly moved forward and always maintained the same movement.

In front, the claw-like right hand of the skeleton stretched flat, and a blue flame the size of a ball suddenly emitted and hit Zhou Yi's chest.

The speed of the flame ball is very slow and trembling, which makes people worry that they will fall to the ground if they are not careful.

"Ha, ha, ha, can such a little thing hit me?" Although Zhou Yi was puzzled, he did not hold it big. When the fireball flew closer, he suddenly waved a knife, sharp knife light, and immediately split the fireball in half.

Who knew that the fireballs that were split in half strangely turned into two, all of which hit Zhou Yi's chest.

Bang——

Zhou Yi immediately felt cold, but the energy in his body seemed to have been ignited. He suddenly rushed to the top of his head, and his body couldn't help flying out, falling to the ground and rolling a few meters.

"Bah, pooh!"

spitting out the grass roots in his mouth, Zhou Yi got up awkwardly, and his chest was stuffy and painful. If it hadn't been for the dragon to protect his body, he would have hurt his muscles and bones long ago.

"A small fireball is so powerful? Moreover, the dark energy contained is very pure, which should be the ghost fire mentioned by Sister Bing!"

Thinking about it, several fireballs flew over again.

With Zhou Yi's current skills, of course, such a slow fireball will not be paid attention to. Several unrestrained lines have rushed to the skeleton, and the knife light flashed and clicked! The bone shelf scattered all over the ground.

Compared with the slow skeleton, Zhou Yi's movements are of course extremely fast. With a few breaths, dozens of skeletons have been cut down.

However, the skeletons are still endless, and some skeletons even open the soil and drill directly out of the ground.

Looking at the endless skeleton, Zhou Yi was dizzy and puzzled: "Sister Bing sent me here. It's definitely not for me to cut this extremely low-defensive skeleton. Oh, why do people always guess?"

Zhou Yi muttered and instinctively turned his head sideways, and a fireball floated slowly in front of his eyes. Alas, this speed can only be regarded as floating.

Wait!

Looking at the fireball in front of him, Zhou Yi could almost see its internal array structure.

"Pay attention to your own attack method!"

Is that so? He had an idea. In the wilderness, he knew how to use power in a big and fierce battle, but after all, it was a close attack. Did Sister Bing send me here to let me explore the long-range attack method by myself?