Beiyin Great Sage Chapter 611

  Chapter 611 Di Ling

   Watching Kang Rong leave, Zhou Yi didn't have the slightest intention of leaving.

  'Magic Knife' is not to mention dangerous, but now it's even Xiangmomo, people from all walks of life circle around him, so it's not suitable to join in the fun.

  With a black flame stick in his hand, he stood still on the spot.

   As time went by, his eyes gradually turned red.

  The lingering red light made those eyes look like a pair of red precious jades, and also made Zhou Yi show a certain mysterious aura.

  Fire Eye Technique!

   Abruptly.

  Two lines of fire emerged out of thin air, shot out from the eyes, and hit a big tree more than ten feet away with lightning speed.

  In the giant tree surrounded by several people, two holes the size of bowls appeared immediately.

   More than giant trees.

  Behind the tree, on a half-person-high mountain rock, there are also two dark holes, which are obviously caused by the remaining power of the fire eye technique.

   "Hoo..."

  Zhou Yi exhaled the turbid air lightly, slowly received the power, and pondered:

   "The spell is powerful, and the method is even more mysterious. Once it hits, even Tianman has almost no chance of surviving."

   "But the shortcomings are also obvious."

   "Even if it reaches the level of proficiency, it takes a certain amount of time to prepare for the activation of spells. This time is enough for Tian Man to get close and interrupt the casting."

   "Secondly, it consumes too much mana. The mana consumed by performing ten rounds of the ape magic stick technique can only sustain a full blow of the fire eye technique."

   "Based on my cultivation, I will lose my strength after releasing Fire Eye Technique three or four times."

   "However, it may not necessarily go all out. The amount of mana consumed is equivalent to the power of the spell, and the preparation time can be shortened accordingly."

  The power of the spell is indeed great, but it is nothing to Zhou Yi, as long as he is prepared, it is almost impossible to be hit.

   But the mystery of the spell opened his eyes.

  This is just the most basic fire eye technique, how powerful is the power of higher-level spells?

  The rumored Daoist strongman has the ability to fly into the sky, hide from the ground, and overturn the sea.

"Who?"

   While pondering, a warning sign suddenly came from the Cicada Startling Technique.

  Zhou Yi stood on one side of his body, held a stick and looked towards the dense forest behind him, his eyes stared straight at the figure walking out of it, and his eyebrows raised involuntarily:

"It's you!"

"It's you?"

  The magic knife was covered in cuts and bruises, and he was dying, but the light in his eyes was unprecedentedly bright, and he actually appeared here.

  Looking at Zhou Yi, 'Magic Saber' narrowed his eyes and asked:

   "Where is that person?"

   "Which person?" Zhou Yi frowned:

   "I don't understand what your Excellency is talking about?"

   "Pretend to be confused!" Mo Dao opened his eyes wide and roared loudly:

   "That person who has the same breath as my enemy, I ask you where is he?"

   "..." Zhou Yi shook his head lightly:

   "Obviously, Your Excellency came to the wrong place. I'm the only one here."

  The magic knife clenched its hands, and its breathing became heavy. The breath on its body fluctuated sharply, and its killing intent was like boiling water in a cauldron.

  His name is Tai Heng, although his cultivation level is not strong, but his heart is tough, he is called by the master the person who is most likely to suppress the magic sword sword intent in Wanling Cave for a hundred years.

result.

  Being framed for murdering teachers and fellow disciples, in order to refine the magic knife, he was ruthless and ruthless, and personally killed his wife and children as a sacrificial knife.

  He knew very well that someone had framed him.

even…

   It is very likely that it was the group of people who helped him escape from Wanling Cave!

nowadays.

  Tai Heng has made up his mind to die, and he has completed the task entrusted by that person. The only thing he has to do before he dies is to kill Kang Rong to fulfill his wish.

  But he clearly followed his breath, and it was Zhou Yi who he saw.

   "That's all!"

   Eyebrows drooping slightly, Tai Heng looked at the blade of the magic knife, the smooth blade reflected his current appearance like a mirror, and said lightly in his mouth:

   "You are so close to that person, you must be in the same group. I will kill you first and then go find him."

"die!"

  The word 'death' was blurted out, but before it hit the ground, the saber light had already swept several feet away and appeared in front of Zhou Yi's door, slashing straight down.

  The speed of the magic knife is extremely fast, the light of the knife pierces the air and the wind has not yet risen, the blade has already touched the face.

   There was an astonishing pressure that fixed Zhou Yi in place, and his heart felt like a thousand blades were on his body, oppressed by the strange sword intent of the magic knife.

"Ah!"

   Drinking lightly, Zhou Yi's mana circulated in his body, and all the strength in his body was unhindered in an instant, like a ball that relieved a certain pressure.

  The black flame stick in his hand pointed out against the trend.

  The blade collided with the stick, making a muffled sound that was different from the sound of metal and iron, and the contact point erupted with violent energy and swept all directions.

  The magic knife knew that Zhou Yi's stick technique was exquisite, and he still couldn't help being amazed in this fight, and at the same time, the murderous intent surged, and the sword intent once again flourished.

  There were still two people in the field last time. In order to guard against those two people's shots, he had to reserve some extra power just in case.

  It is not used today.

  You can do your best without any scruples!

   And when he knew that he was going to die, he desperately squeezed the essence in his body, and rushed to the magic knife in his hand to increase its power.

   knife light,

   suddenly became prosperous.

  The next moment.

  The eyes of the magic knife showed shock, and even the hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and panic appeared in his heart.

   "Boom!"

  Under the pressure of the sword light, Zhou Yi raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, his whole body soared as if he was blowing, and instantly turned into a huge fierce ape.

  The power of the stick has doubled directly.

  The breath suddenly rose.

  The black flame stick, which was supposed to be difficult to move under the pressure of the knife light, suddenly exploded, and the shadow of the heavy stick wrapped around the magic knife against the trend, and fell crazily.

   "jingling..."

   There was a constant sound of collisions, and the Demon Saber froze, almost opening his mouth to vomit blood, but before he could make a move, his eyes suddenly hurt.

   Immediately,

   His sight was pitch black.

  The red light in Zhou Yi's eyes dimmed slightly, and the fire eye technique has also converged.

  But the moment the two looked at each other, he activated the fire eye technique that had been prepared for a long time, directly blinding the opponent's eyes.

"what!"

  The screams sounded, and the Black Flame Stick took the opportunity to break through the interception of the Magic Knife. Seven sticks fell on the 'Magic Knife' in a row, and the last stick stabbed straight.

   "Poof!"

  The stick pierced through the heart of the magic knife, and the blood-stained stick pierced through the body.

  'Magic Knife' staggered back with the black flame stick, muttering in his mouth, and as his physical strength disappeared, the magic knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

  The body also fell obliquely, no longer breathing.

   Zhou Yi's face remained unchanged. He had already forgotten how many people he had killed. The 'Magic Sword' was neither the first nor the last.

   "Spells are infinitely useful. It's true. If you don't blind your eyes with one blow, it will take some effort to deal with a crazy magic knife."

   Pulling out the black flame stick, shaking off the blood on it, he subconsciously touched the peak of his eyebrows.

  Slightly painful to the touch.

  It seems that stimulating the fire eye technique will also stimulate the muscle groups around the eyes. No wonder most of the portraits of masters who practice the transformation of apes in the Batu Caves have no eyebrows.

   I'm afraid I've been bald by the fire!

   "Clatter..."

  A familiar voice sounded, Zhou Yi turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Xiang Chen coming in a hurry.

   "Senior Sister."

  Holding a stick and cupping his fists, he chuckled and said:

   "You are late, the magic knife has already been awarded."

   "Did you kill it?" Xiang Chen had also seen the corpse on the ground, so he subconsciously asked, and then his face was filled with ecstasy, and he laughed loudly:

   "Junior brother, you killed well, it seems that I am a little worried."

  She hurried over when she heard the commotion here. She thought that Zhou Yi was in danger, but she never thought that the 'Magic Sword' had already been awarded.

   "Senior Brother Zhou!"

  Kang Rong also rushed back, and was taken aback when he saw this:

   "Did you kill the magic knife?"

   "Not bad!" Xiang Chen turned around and said with a sneer:

   "Kang, you didn't expect it?"

   "I really didn't think of it." Kang Rong smiled wryly, clasped his fists together, and said in an inexplicable voice:

   "Senior Brother Zhou is amazing, I admire you!"

   "Clatter..."

   While talking, figures appeared nearby, and after asking what happened, they all looked at Zhou Yi with surprise.

  This Tianman has always been easily overlooked by others. The only thing he is known to others is his tie with a newly promoted Tianman, which became a joke.

  Now, actually killed the 'Magic Sword'?

"actually…"

   Seeing puzzled expressions on everyone's faces, Zhou Yi could only spread his hands:

   "The magic knife is not difficult to kill."

   "He's right." A Law Enforcement Hall inspected the body of the magic knife, nodded and said:

   "Before that, Demon Knife was seriously injured. Even if Junior Brother Zhou didn't take action, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to survive tomorrow's sunrise."

"Who?"

  At this time, a roar sounded from the mountains and forests:

   "Who killed the magic knife?"

   "He's mine, mine!"

   Roaring like thunder, approaching at high speed, accompanied by the frantic shaking of the trees, a burly figure swooped out of the dense jungle.

  It is Shuode Tianman.

  It's just that compared with the past, he looks extremely embarrassed.

  The left arm became atrophied for some reason, as if it was stunted, it was only the size of a baby's arm, and its breath was extremely unstable.

  Shuode looked around the audience, a pair of tiger eyes fixed on 'Magic Saber' and Zhou Yi, and then said in a muffled voice:

   "The magic knife sneaked up on me, and was severely injured by me and fled. Even if no one shot him, he would surely die, so it was the magic knife that I killed."

  Hearing this, the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

   Zhou Yi also frowned.

   "Brother."

  Kang Rong stepped out, shook his head and said:

   "It's not like you don't know the rules of our Batu Caves. Whoever did the last knife, whoever killed it, doesn't matter."

"and…"

   "Who knows what happened to the magic knife after meeting you? Everyone witnessed the death of the magic knife in the hands of Senior Brother Zhou."

   "Shua!"

  Shuode turned his head suddenly, and the violent tiger came out through his body, blowing several people around him back again and again, and Kang Rong couldn't help but turn pale.

"What did you say?"

  Looking at Kang Rong, Shuo Degang clenched his teeth and strode closer:

"Say it again!"

   "Dengdengdeng..."

   Tianman's aura was at its peak, Kang Rong couldn't help but backed up again and again, and had to swallow the words, his eyes filled with fear.

   "Zhi!"

   There was another cry from the sky.

  The voice was crisp and vague, and as the shadows fell, the field suddenly blew up. When the wind calmed down, there was one more person in front of the corpse of the magic knife.

  Seeing the appearance of the visitor, everyone saluted one after another.

   "Senior Sister Miao Ye!"

   "Immortal Master Miao Ye!"

   Miao Ye.

  The Qi refiner next to Immortal Master Zizhen, who was born as a gold digger, cultivated the inheritance of the eagle body, and was also one of the persons in charge of this hunt and kill of the magic knife.

"Ok."

   Nodding slightly, Miao Ye turned over the corpses on the ground and asked:

   "Who killed him?"

   There was silence in the field.

  Everyone's eyes moved back and forth on Zhou Yi and Shuo De.

   "Returning to Immortal Master."

   Zhou Yi handed over:

   "I met the magic knife that was seriously injured and fled here, and I shot and killed it."

   "Hmm." Miao Ye turned her head sideways, a smile appeared on her stiff cheeks:

"well done!"

   "I appreciate the prize, Master Immortal." Zhou Yi bowed his head.

  Miao Ye's name sounds good, but her appearance is really not flattering. Although she is a woman, she has an eagle face, like a monster that has not transformed into a human body.

  Especially because she can't control the breath very well, the pressure that is unique to a qi refiner makes people afraid to look at it too much.

   "Shua!"

   Reaching out to take the magic knife, Miao Ye spoke again:

   "Since the magic knife has been captured, you all go back, what's your name?"

   "Zhou Yi!"

   "You come with me."

"yes!"

   Zhou Yi should be, stepping closer.

   Shuode behind opened his mouth, his face distorted, but he didn't dare to be rampant in front of a Qi refiner, he could only watch Zhou Yi being taken away by the opponent.

  Zhou Yi sits cross-legged on the futon, holding an object in his hand and piercing it thinly.

   This is a porcelain bottle.

  The porcelain bottle is transparent, and inside is some milky white viscous liquid. When the bottle mouth is opened, a rich milk fragrance wafts out from it.

  Esther liquid!

   This doesn't match what he imagined.

  A drop of the spirit liquid, there is such a slow bottle, even if the porcelain bottle is not big, it seems that it is not appropriate to measure it in terms of drops.

   "Junior Brother Zhou!"

  A voice came from outside the door, Zhou Yi put away the porcelain vase and looked up, and saw a person striding into the cave, followed by the panic-stricken Aquarius.

It is clear.

   Bao Ping'er wanted to stop the opponent, but he didn't have the ability.

   "Brother Batai."

  Zhou Yi got up and waved to Aquarius at the same time:

   "Go down."

"yes."

   Bao Ping'er looked aggrieved, and bowed back.

   "Junior Brother." Ba Tai stepped forward, glanced around, and asked directly:

   "The soul marrow, the immortal master has given it to you, right?"

   "Yes." Zhou Yi nodded:

"good."

   "What are you going to do with the spiritual marrow?" Batela passed a chair and sat down, looking directly at Zhou Yi:

   "Brother, with your talent, even if you take the essence, you have no hope of becoming a Qi refiner, and the essence should belong to senior brother Shuode."

   "You should be very clear about this!"

   "What do you mean by what Brother Ba Tai said?" Zhou Yi's face darkened slightly:

   "Let me give the body essence to Senior Brother Shuode?"

   "Not bad!" The barbarian's character is very straightforward, and Batai is no exception. He nodded and said:

   "As compensation, the senior brother will give you twenty catties of red gold sand and ten slaves. Once the senior brother becomes a Qi refiner, it will also benefit you."

   Is this sending off beggars?

  Zhou Yi sighed in his heart, it seemed that he was too weak before, but he was so bullied by others.

   "Batey!"

   At this time, another person entered the cave, grinning and saying:

   "Shuode's arm is broken, and his strength is damaged, so what if he has a drop of spiritual essence? You said that Junior Brother Zhou can't become a Qi Refiner, but he can?"

   "Junior brother."

   Turning around, Brother He said:

   "Why don't you give the body essence to Junior Brother Kang Rong, the reward he gives is definitely much higher than Shuode!"

   "Brother He!" Batai yelled:

"What do you want to do?"

   "What?" He Ge raised his head:

   "Only Senior Brother Shuode is allowed to come, isn't Junior Brother Kang Rong allowed?"

"Junior Brother Zhou, Shuode Tianman's strength has been damaged, and the possibility of becoming a Qi Refiner has almost disappeared, and Junior Brother Kang Rong has amazing potential, and he is highly valued by immortal masters. His future achievements are limitless. You should know it in your heart."

   "Fart!" Ba Tai looked disdainful:

   "The effectiveness of Di Lingsui will drop sharply every time you take it. Kang Rong has just used up one drop. How much effect can another drop have?"

   "He just doesn't want Brother Shuode to get it!"

   Turning his head, Ba Tai looked directly at Zhou Yi:

   "Junior brother Zhou, the body essence should belong to senior brother Shuode, and now he urgently needs this thing to stabilize his injury and increase his cultivation."

   "If you don't give it, think about the consequences!"

   "Batey." Brother He opened his eyes wide:

   "Are you threatening Junior Brother Zhou? Junior brother, don't worry, Junior Brother Kang Rong has a very good relationship with you, and will never let someone bully you!"

"enough!"

   Just when the two of them were at war, Zhou Yi raised his voice and said with a cold face:

   "How to deal with the soul marrow, Zhou has his own decision, please go back!"

   "Bottle, see off!"

  (end of this chapter)

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