Chapter 447 Again Mount Raya

Big Halai said viciously, and tens of millions of pure souls have gathered together, forming a red sword suspended on the sea. It is said that it is a remnant sword, because it only has the simplest sword body and no hilt. The sword body seems smooth, but with a little attention, you will find countless small figures squirming and shouting up to the sky. The tip of the remaining sword aimed at Zhou Yi from afar.

At the moment when the remnant sword was formed, the figure of Big Harai appeared. Although it is illusory, it still looks thin. At the moment he appeared, all the alien soul power attached to him, and then it was nourished and sucked in by the residual sword.

Although the refining of living souls is powerful, the resentment of tens of millions of people gathers together, and the counterphagocy effect cannot be underestimated. This is also the reason why Big Harai has to find ways to irrigate the dragon soul.

But now, under the threat of Zhou Yi, a powerful enemy, he can't take care of much. As long as he is eliminated, no matter how much sacrifice it is, it is worth it!

The red sword moved, as if it didn't move. A red shadow was drawn on the sea, and Zhou Yi on the opposite side only had time to exhale half a sentence "Wanyuan..." Then, he was stabbed by a sword!

And the red sword also seemed to have exhausted all its strength and quickly dissipated when passing through Zhou Yi's body. A gray airflow was thrown out and condensed into the appearance of a big Harai.

He had no strength to laugh, and the great pain twisted his whole body, but he felt a burst of excitement when he remembered the nostalgia and unwillingness ejaculated in Zhou Yi's eyes before his figure was scattered.

With the fragmentation of Zhou Yi's figure, the whole sea of souls has completely silenced.

"Zhou Yi, you finally died and were finally killed by me! Gu Xuan is mine, and Zhongxia is mine! In addition, the wealth and women of the Chinese Association are all mine!" At this time, the Great Halai's mood has fallen into a state of ecstasy.

"Are you happy enough?" Just as he was carried away, a cold female voice sounded in his ear.

"Ah?" This sound was like a bolt from the blue. Big Harley turned around in disbelief and found a soul slave! A long sword in her hand, her eyes are pale and her face is a little beautiful, but she can definitely scare people to death in the middle of the night, and she can feel her cultivation. She has reached the ninth level and is about to enter the saint!

"This...how is this possible? When Zhou Yi dies, his soul will be completely silent, and the soul slave attached to him will also die. How can there still be a soul slave?

"You don't have a chance to be a man." This disciple of Bichen Sect is the highest cultivation under Bim, Shen Hong and Shen Yu. Although she is higher than Murong Ye, she has a lively personality and learns Zhou Yi's tone.

"You...Zhou..." Poor Great Harya's holy-level soul power cultivation, after using the last blow, can't even resist the calm attack. He didn't even understand Zhou Yi's life in the end, so he turned into chaotic emotions in a blue ocean and finally died in the sea of souls.

What about Zhou Yi? It was already a month after he woke up.

He felt that he had fallen into the black prison again and suffered in extremely painful pain. At the most helpless time, he saw the elegant Yuewei and the charming Ai Qing. Ai Qing, in particular, opened his longing embrace and soaked him with his warmth and warmed her. Later, he saw Ao Xue, and the cold breath came to his face, making him tremble uncontrollably, but with a little joy... Warm, cold, hot, and finally, it was the memory of the decisive battle with Da Halai. The steel needle pierced his eyebrows fiercely...

"Ah!" The tingling in the depths of his soul made him moan and slowly opened his eyes.

The scene was clear and blurred, and the anxious face gradually appeared.

"Sister Bimiao, Chen Hong, Chen Yu, you are all here..." Zhou Yi wanted to laugh, but a burst of headache hit like a tide, which made him unable to vomit. As a result, he vomited for a long time and didn't spit anything out. Touching the eyebrows, the steel needle that stimulated him had been pulled out. It seems that when the needle was pulled out, the pain woke him up.

"What the hell is going on?" Although Zhou Yi had woken up, there was no smile on Bimong's face. "I feel that your soul has collapsed, but at the moment of losing consciousness, you can still convey information to Shen Rong... After you fell into a coma, the soul island was completely loosened, and we all came out. I'm afraid that there would be people who would take you all the way south. Go to Mount Laya. Is this hot spring good?

Laya Snow Mountain is high and towering, which is the highest peak in midsummer. There are many pastures and hot springs on the mountain, which is a pleasant place. Many of the hot springs below the snow line were occupied by rich people in midsummer and built wooden villas. Above the snow line, it is rare to be visited. There are many excellent hot springs, even with attributes, which are conducive to cultivation and improvement. Therefore, there are also many high-level Chen practitioners who need to find a hot spring that suits them.

Zhou Yi nodded: "It's pretty good." I can't help thinking of my parents in this life. They must have known about the Battle of Bensa Mountain. Maybe they are anxiously looking for themselves. However, don't inform them. When they fully recover, wait until the power of Huaxia enters Gu Xuanxueyu and everything calms down.

Until this time, Bimung's beautiful and vivid eyes were still full of doubts: "President, is the big Harai really going to die? Is it so simple to die under the sinking sword?"

"It's really dead." Zhou Yi's smile was ugly, but there was a trace of pride in his eyes. "I didn't expect that Sister Bimian, whose soul power reached Yasheng's Great Harai, died so unclear."

"Wanyuan Axe?" Bimyo's eyes lit up, as if the child had found a sweet toy, and his voice suddenly increased by octave. "It must be a ten thousand axe!"

"Yes, that's it!" Zhou Yi nodded: "The power of Wanyuan change is to go back 1 second after something happens."

"Ah?" Bimeng took a breath of cold air, "Time goes back? This...isn't that terrible?"

Although it's only one second, it's going back in time! Moreover, this is the first mystery. If she practices to the ninth, is it okay... She suddenly thought of a possibility and couldn't help pounding.

"Sister Bim, I'm sorry, that's impossible." When Zhou Yi saw the cute appearance of Bimun's joy, Zhou Yi couldn't bear to say, "Although the Wanyuan Axe is a treasure of time, it is impossible for any time method to travel back to the past. The time reversal of Wanyuan Axe is only aimed at a certain point; and crossing time is a chain. For example, in this battle, I have actually suffered the last blow of Big Hari, and the ready-to-go Wanyuan axe played a role, pulling me back from the death line and back to the previous second. For me, time has gone back, but for Big Hari, time is still moving forward. This is also the premise for Wanyuan Axe to play its role. If I and Big Hari go back 1 second, won't I be attacked by him again?

Bi Mian nodded. Although her face could not hide her disappointment, she was still very excited. After all, this is the artifact of Bichen Sect, which can play such a big role that she, including the dead sister, can't imagine. What she wants most now is to go back to the Central Plains and ask Nian Sa for an explanation. Senior sister Bichen must not die in such an unclear way.

"Sister Bimian, come to my soul island to practice, so that we can recover quickly."

Bimian nodded: "Okay - by the way, this is for you." One hand reveals a handful of scattered warm jade, which shines colorfully under the light of the hot spring.

"Shuhun jade fragments!" Zhou Yi's eyes lit up.

"Big Harai died, and Shuhunyu was melted by him for many years, and then it was also broken. We tried our best to collect only so much.

Zhou Yi shook his head: "Sister Bimung, these are the most helpful to your spiritual cultivation. I'd better leave them to you. I don't want them."

Bimyo thought for a moment and said, "That's good. We often practice in the sea of your soul, and it is also helpful to you when using Shuhunyu. With a gentle smile, he nodded to Chen Rong and others. Several spiritual bodies flew up and slowly integrated into the soul light revealed by Zhou Yi.

At this time, Zhou Yi had seen Elizabeth lying not far away. She is still asleep with a layer of bright redness on her face. He didn't care, just looked at the scene in the hole. The room of about 30 square meters is equipped with two stone beds three meters apart. The stone couch is very simple, obviously made by cutting it temporarily with a sword. Not far from the bed is a six- or seven-square-meter hot spring, and the fog is steaming. Bimun did not set up a magic array to remove moisture. Because both of them have fire attributes, there is no discomfort.

The wall is uneven, and the color of the stone is in the water, showing a beautiful pale cyan luster. Zhou Yi had nothing to do and knocked gently with his hand, but found that the sound was not dull, as if it was only a thin layer from another cave. Zhou Yi was a little strange and walked out of the hole.

The entrance of the cave was a little deep, and it took a few turns to arrive. Only then did he find that this hot spring cave, in a larger cave, is like a cave seen on half a screen that day. The water flows on the dome, and there are wisps of faint colorful light floating in the cave. Its momentum is magnificent, its color is magnificent, and it is quiet and moving from time, which is amazing.

A lazy and touching moan interrupted Zhou Yi from his reverie. Then, Elizabeth's call was heard: "Is anyone there? Xie Dui, are you here? Are you there?"

"Wait a minute!" Zhou Yi subconsciously answered, but heard someone seem to be surprised, which was extremely subtle.

"Who?" Zhou Yi was shocked and listened carefully, but he could only hear the mountain wind near and far away. Occasionally, there was the rustling sound of snow falling and the sound of snowbirds. Shaking his head vigorously, it seems that his soul power has been overdrawn recently, and he has actually heard it.

"Xie Dui, are you there?" Elizabeth's voice was a little louder.