[0148]Jindan, Yuanying, Yuanshen...

The ordinary people in Anyi City still live a mediocre life. Everything seems to be so ordinary, but Yihe can understand the turbulent undercurrent. His keen five senses made him feel the undercurrent in Anyi City - the people of the Demon Sect inexploring his Yixue Martial Arts Museum at night, which made him very unhappy.

However, at the most critical moment of the essence and spirit in the body, Yi He still suppressed his mind and thought that once his cultivation breaks through, he would give them a good look.

In the practice room, Yihe closed his eyes slightly, and the hazy spirit of the three talents in the body condensed many small crystals. These ** crystals collided with each other, attracted each other, and gradually turned into water droplets. The water droplets moistened the body and gradually entered the texture.

The easy-to-use bones gradually form a jade-like color under the moisture of this **. His skin becomes white and transparent, and the flesh and blood inside are no longer blood-red, but a very healthy * color. You can faintly see the hazy deep bone veins at a glance...

Jade bone ice muscle, this is the real jade bone ice muscle. The breath under Yihe Zhou's body seems to merge with heaven and earth, ethereal and hazy. Every time he breathes, it seems that heaven and earth echoes with him.

This feeling is simply wonderful.

Yihe lightly punched forward. The punch looked light, but the surrounding space quickly collapsed into powder. An extremely feminine force condensed Yihe's fist strength. The place where his hand hole passed through left a black hole. After about hundreds of breaths, it was slowly Disperse!

With a flash of light in his eyes, Yi He muttered to himself, "Even if it is a golden fairy, he may not have such power, but his shortcomings are obvious. He can't fly to the sky and escape, but... Fortunately, if my speed is fast enough, if they can fly to the sky and escape, I can also kill people with one punch!"

There is a smile on the corners of Yihe's mouth, confident and mysterious, and there is a deep loneliness. He took a deep breath and took a step forward. The air suddenly choked. Yi He suddenly appeared behind a Jindan period monk and pressed a light palm on the other party's head!

"Bum!"

A mass of flesh and blood disappeared.

Yi He laughed loudly: "The kids of the Spirit Demon Sect, my Yixue Martial Arts Museum is not so easy to break through. You will die today..." Yi He's laughter, the heroic dry clouds spread around like thunder, and quickly surrounded thousands of dark shadows in a row and surrounded Yihe.

Yihe squinted and looked at these people thoroughly and said strangely, "Jindan monk, Yuanying monk, Yuanshen monk, oh, and Dacheng's combined monk. I'm curious. Are you sure you can eat my Yixue Martial Arts Museum? Or, you don't pay attention to me at all?"

Tiger Luo Pingyang was bullied by dogs. This feeling is easier to understand than anyone else. It's ironic, isn't it?

Yihe was able to see through the cultivation of these people of the Demon Sect, which surprised the other party, but it was just a surprise. After all, Yi He is an ordinary person who can't be seen anymore. Even if the spiritual power in his body is surging, it is nothing. The suzerain of the Spirit Demon Sect waved his hand: "Kill!"

More than 700 Jindan disciples took action in an instant, and countless magic weapons were shrouded like a net. Yihe's figure was like a ghost. The pace under his feet was mysterious. More than 100 people were killed almost in a blink of an eye. All Jindan disciples were touched by Yihe's hands. After that, it will silently turn into ashes!

"Bum-Bum-"

The corners of the eyes of the patriarch of the Spirit Demon Sect beat, "Disciples of the Yuanying period!"

More than 200 disciples of Yuanying also rushed up, but the situation of the battle did not improve much. Yihe was still one person, and his speed was like a ghost, so that their magic weapons could not be aimed at all, let alone kill the enemy. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the disciples of the Demon Sect were killed and injured, and the elders of Yuanshen' cultivation quickly took action.

The elders with Yuanshen's cultivation took action, which made Yi He particularly afraid. The speed of these people could obviously keep up with his speed, which made him have no strength to deal with those monks in their infancy. Soon, the disciples who practiced in the Yuanying and Jindan periods were called back by the patriarch one after another.

The suzerain shouted, "This Yihe wants to be alive. He must have practiced some powerful method, otherwise it can't be so powerful. Be sure to torture it, and you must catch it alive..." Yi He's figure is like a butterfly flying, quickly interspersed around more than 100 monks with yuan god cultivation.

He walked while fighting, relying on many of these people's fighting skills, and the easy merger did not fall at a significant disadvantage, but the number of these people made him particularly afraid - let's take ordinary people as an example. No matter how powerful martial arts masters are, what can you do when you see a group of people rushing towards you with bricks?

Gradually, when the body flashed, the two sides left Anyi City, and Yihe and they went all the way into a tall mountain range. After entering the mountain forest, Yihe gradually used the surrounding bunkers to get rid of some people, but soon, these people followed again.

In desperation, Yi He could only use the trees here to arrange some lost formations while running - Yi He got the inheritance of Xing Tian, and Xing Tian's skills of wood attributes are not general. The rejuvenation formula of dead wood is the simplest example, and for the application of these wooden things, it is also That's awesome.

These monks obviously do not have high attainments in this.

The qi and blood on his body rolled endlessly. The three spirits rushed out to the top of their heads, forming three red, yellow and blue beams of light that rushed straight to the sky. At this moment, there was only one person opposite him. This person is the suzerain of the Spirit and Demon Sect - the only one whose cultivation of the Spirit and Demon Sect has achieved great success. The soaring monk.

The patriarch of the Demon Sect said, "You can't run away!"

"You can't kill me either!"

There is an extremely strange smile on the corners of Yihe's mouth. He took a deep breath, and an inexplicable breath unfolded on his body, covering the patriarch of the spiritual demon sect. In the eyes of the spiritual demon patriarch, the easy-to-fit figure seemed to suddenly become ethereal and tall, becoming the whole world.

He quickly expelled the idea from his mind and raised his hand with a red palm thunder that hit Yihe.

Easy to drive away the palm thunder like a fly.

"Such a trick is useless!"

There is some sarcasm in Yihe's expression, and he wants to provoke the other party sincerely. The cultivation of combination is not easy to deal with. Although he took advantage of the array, he only tied with the other party at most. When it comes to the root cause, it is not that Yihe's strength is not enough, but that he has not developed the power he should be able to exert at all now - now Yihe definitely has the power to slaughter demons!

The attack of the spiritual demon suzerain is very simple and monotonous, but it is very deadly. The palms of his palms turn into a huge thunder net, sealing all the retreats of Yihe. Yihe can only resist these thunderbolts.

Thunder entered Yihe's body and set off a wave of waves. The few poor impurities in his body were exercised by Thunder. Yihe felt as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, but he did not feel any sense of injury. Lingmo Sect advocated spitting out his magic weapon, and a large piece of long blood-colored needle pierced Yi He.

The number of these needles is about hundreds of thousands, which penetrated the easy body. Originally, this magic weapon hit the monk's body was enough to suck the blood on a monk's body clean. However, the qi and blood in the body are as light as a feather and as heavy as a mountain, but these needles are empty.

After dozens of blood beads emerged from Yihe's body, Yihe still attacked him completely and continuously. Yihe has no magic weapon and suffered a great loss empty-handed. His current magic power is not enough to use the white snake sword at all, and he can only fight with his own body and the suzerain of the demon sect!

"All evils in heaven and earth, turn into evil spirits, cut off!"

Dozens of black gas turned into a long dark knife and cut it down to Yihe's head. Yihe's hands were full of strength and slapped at the evil spirit. After listening to the jingle sound, the evil spirit was broken into three sections, but there was still one that rushed into Yihe's chest, making Yihe spit out a mouthful of blood!

Yi He fell out in confusion, but he also took this opportunity to fly backwards. The quick ideological countermeasures in his heart, and finally, in desperation, he thought that his current strength was comparable to that of the other party. I don't know if he can apply the magic of the same strength?

Do it as soon as you think of it, and it's easy to put your hands together to quickly print - the thunderous secret!

In the blink of an eye, Yihe had been entangled with the simple 365 French seals, and suddenly there was a dull thunder in the sky, and Yihe succeeded. A black cloud surrounded this place at the speed of wind and clouds, and the blue electric snakes roared down to the suzerain of the Demon Sect.

These lightnings seem to be able to locate the same as GPS, and each lightning accurately locked the patriarch of the Demon Sect, making him extremely embarrassed.

The spiritual demon patriarch shouted, "Jither, there is indeed a secret method!"

Yi He ignored him at all. He secretly concluded a thunder-enhanced spell in his hand. As long as this spell is completed, the power and durability of the current Tianlei can be increased tenfold. Even if the suzerain of the spirit demon sect does not die, he will definitely lose half of his life! There was a loud noise and the ground shook.

A thunderbolt hit the suzerain of the Demon Sect, and a large area of land under his feet cracked. The suzerain of the Demon Sect seemed to have been subjected to the baptism of thunder. His suppressed cultivation was no longer at this moment. A layer of sky hid behind and gradually formed.

The thick lightning of the bucket fell for free, and Yi He did not retreat. He was struck by lightning with the suzerain of the Spirit Demon Sect. His hands still kept pinching the magic formula, hoping to increase the power of thunder in the sky. After casting such a large spell, Yihe found his current advantage——

What he needs to cast spells is spirit, but the consumption of this spirit is so small. If he is an ordinary monk, he must consume one-third of his strength, but Yihe feels that he has only consumed less than 1%, which greatly increases his confidence!

Beside Yihe, the virtual shadows of several monsters condensed and rushed to the suzerain of the spirit and demon sect, and dozens of bright sword lights in the void killed the suzerain of the spirit and demon sect...

All this happened in a flash. After Yihe broke through the layer of window paper, his cultivation was already shocking, and his combat effectiveness was even more contemptuous. The thunder rolled, and his long hair flew, like a group of demons dancing. All kinds of strange things on his side formed out of thin air and rushed to the suzerain of the spirit demon sect...

The patriarch of the Demon Sect screamed repeatedly, and half of his face was directly split out of the bone by the thunder, and the oily dead skin was stuck to the bone and burned black.

A big hand shining with five-color light poked out and fiercely patted the patriarch of the spirit demon sect to the ground, and then the five-color light rushed directly into the body of the spirit demon patriarch and turned into a big net to imprison the people. This spell is definitely the method in the Tianluo Qiankun lock taught by Nuwa!

This time, the suzerain of the Demon Sect has become a living target.

After dozens of thunders, only a shapeless skeleton was left on the ground. As for the monk of the integration period, he had completely merged with heaven and earth. Yi He's eyes flashed coldly and began to hide back. After following his own formation and casting spells all the way to erase those Yuanshen monks, Yihe did not return to Anyi City--

He is now out of the world, and there will only be a lot of trouble waiting for him when he goes back.

And today's battle has given Yi He a great inspiration. Now he can almost describe it as a blessing in disguise. He needs to be familiar with his own strength, otherwise what will he do next time he meets a large number of monks in the combination period? Someone doesn't even think about it at all. On a planet in a mortal world, is the monk of the integrated period Chinese cabbage?

Yihe found a cave in the deep mountains and closed his understanding on the spot, but in the outside world, the news of the mysterious destruction of the spiritual demon sect spread all over the country like wings. The Demon Sect was scraped off by some righteous sects at the first time, and all kinds of mineral resources were plundered.

The evil way without the Demon Sect was suddenly in a position of suppression, and he couldn't raise his head for decades. The dynasty controlled by its own evil way is overthrown, and a new dynasty is established!

But all this has little to do with Yi He. Yi He retreated in the mountains for more than a hundred years in the blink of an eye. When he went out again, the new dynasty had changed the second emperor, and the second emperor was going to die. Yi He went to the official road from the mountain. Just halfway, he suddenly listened to the human way: "Who is the evil, take your life?" Yi He turned around depressedly, and a blue sword light came directly towards his face.

Yi He sneered, took a step back, grabbed the other party's flying sword in his hand, sneered, threw the sword with his backhand, and a young monk directly covered his throat. A large piece of blood sprayed out, and the young man cried a few times before he died.

Yi He said, "You don't have to be so low-level to kill and grab treasure!"

He hung the other party's flying sword around his waist and sorted out the storage bag he had "picked up" before. Yi He hummed again and went on the road again. Before he had walked two miles, there were more than ten monks in the sky rushing towards Yi He, shouting to avenge the monk who had just died.

Yi He looked at them impatiently and said, "Is it fun to dance?"

"Kill this evil demon!"

"Kill!"

Dozens of flying swords were strangled towards Yihe. Yihe shook one hand like Taiji, and all the other party's magic weapons came to Yihe's hands. Yi He's concocted flying sword was thrown backhand, and more than a dozen people were pierced by their swords again. Yihe put these swords in!

Gently patted the storage bag and curled his lips: "How can these righteous people be more terrible than evil demons?" After lamenting the quality of those people, Yi He left quickly. He comforted himself against his will and said that he left not because he was afraid of something, but because he didn't want to kill--

The sky is pitiful, compassionate and compassionate!

After this game of fairy jumping, Yihe left. He has not walked in the world for a hundred years, and now those mortals are also strange. In the past, I stared at a wooden hairpin on my head, but now there is a piece of wood on my head. It's really not really creative, and it's easy to sigh.

After a rest in a small county nearby, Yihe went to another small county. Walking and stopping along the way, Yihe walked through dozens of counties and walked all the way to the capital. If you want to understand the world, you can't go to the emperor. The pedestrians on the road don't look very happy.

Yi He listened to it in detail, but it was the national teacher of the dynasty who built a Taoist concept, which made the people waste money. But ordinary people like them have no choice. According to the words of these people, Yihe heard a lot of things -

All the people in the right path have been corrupted and degenerated, and even people with profound cultivation have begun to walk in the secular world. The evil people followed the dissatisfaction of ordinary people with the right path and began to make some cults to make these sects take root and germinate among the people, and now they have a lot of power.

Although they have been suppressed by the right path all year round, these cults are like unquenchable sparks, burning half of the dynasty every time--

How can the dissatisfaction in people's hearts be eliminated? Even if there is no provocation by those evil people, ordinary people also have resentment in their hearts. These resentments continue to settle, and the final outcome is undoubtedly to completely destroy this dynasty and then establish a new dynasty.

Isn't that the truth of treating chaos and chaos?

Yi He sat in the carriage and passed by these hard labors with some strange expressions. His practice is still uncertain. Maybe he should do something, such as gathering the cultivation methods of various schools here, and then asking him to deduce it well. Maybe he will gain a lot.