The God of Sky & Earth

Therefore, Su Yi wants to use this drop of blood essence to transform Hua Qi.

Su Yi didn't know about this poultry, and she didn't even know what kind of poultry it was.

Su Yi intends to start comprehend now, and Yuan Qi will transform this god, and it will be a big boost when it comes to fighting with the enemy.

Time passes by, and this empty space doesn't know where it is.

Su Yi, who sits cross-legged, is terrible, and the body of the bloody mooring has a mysterious strength flow, which has been slowly recovering.

The body is becoming more and more sparkling and translucent.

In particular, the wound on Su Yi's shoulders was completely restored at this moment, and even the scars were not left behind.

Everything is still going on, Su Yi has a mysterious flame, filled in the air from the inside out, revealing a blazing aura.

The rays of light are more and more dazzling, and Su Yi within the body gradually makes a thunder, with a mysterious strength that constantly impacts the fleshly body.

Su Yi's body is motionless, the knees are as old as the old, the fleshly body is shining, the blazing flame is integrated into itself, a divine radiance fills in the air, and bursts of volatility, if there is a mysterious strength through time and space, since Taikoo is coming!

"Hula La" in Su Yi's mind, soul aura fluctuates, if the ripples are ups and downs, with a kind of dignified and overbearing, like the ability to suppress Taikoo, proud of the world!

A drop of blood essence contains the god remnant soul.

The god fowl is not expected, Su Yi can use this remnant soul in the cultivation Celestial Essence Demonic Soul.

At this moment, Su Yi is completely immersed in a strange state, like being isolated from the outside world. Only the rays of light filled in the air are dazzling, and the aura of the body is gradually climbing.

In this strange state, Su Yi consciousness is not silent, standing on a blazing fire sea, a Phoenix-like poultry flaps its wings for a few days in front of the eyes, screaming through the clouds, and the flames rolling.

Su Yi looked stunned, like petrified, and fell into a comprehend.

“oh la la ”

I don't know how long it took, the Phoenix-like poultry dissipated in the fire sea, turned into a ray of fire and rays of light, moved towards Su Yi.

Flames and rays of light drowned Su Yi, turned into light rain, and then condensed into the Phoenix-like god phantom, which passed through Su Yi.

Su Yi's petrified raging flames, only one Phoenix-like poultry undulates in the fire sea, sinking and swaying

"Gu"

This piece of fire sea, gradually spread out the wind and thunder, the endless, smoggy, contains a great profound mystery, endless.

At the end of the day, the Phoenix-like god phantom dances around Su Yi, undulating, and the fire sea wraps around Su Yi all around, and everything is amazing.

At this moment, Su Yi can be turned into a Phoenix-like poetry, which can flap the sky, smash the waves, and burn the sky.

However, Su Yi is still a human figure, but that phantom is shrouded, just like a combination with Su Yi, turned into a kind of Tao.

At this moment, from Su Yi, there is a kind of terrifying Monster Qi in the fill in the air, Monster Race Paragon, which can crush hundreds of millions of people!

All this, no one saw it.

If there is a strong person at this moment to see such a scene, it will certainly be stunned.

In the outside world, Su Yi is like a ray of yang, aura terrifying, shining all over, and a lot of mystery.

Wan Jian battlefield.

This time, the Wanjian Conference is the most depressing time for all Divine Sword Sect Outer Sect Disciple, inner disciple and direct disciple.

"In the sword stone, where is the sword stone?"

"In the Divor Monster Beast nest of Monster Spirit Realm level, there should be swordstones, but why are you missing? So soon someone will be the first to get there!"

“Master said that there is a lot of medicinal ingredient in the battlefield of Wanjian, and even a lot of spirit medicine. If it can be obtained, it is good for the cultivation base, but why there is nothing!”

“I heard that the Senior Brother Ling Feng, the Suiyunchuan Senior Brother, they are looking for the mysterious spirit fruit, but even the Xuanspirit fruit tree has not seen it!”

“There is nothing wrong with that many of the Dire Monster Beasts are together and there is no way to deal with them!”

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In the battlefield of Wanjian, strictly speaking, there is some confusion. The direct disciple of the big section is also helpless. It is very vain.

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These direct disciple, they entered the battlefield of Wanjian, originally thought to be able to show their talents, even if they can not finally set foot on the Spirit Sword Peak, at least they can get a lot of benefits.

It was only in the battlefield of Wanjian that they knew that there was no benefit at all, and even the shadow of medicinal ingredient was not seen.

All inner disciple and Outer Sect Disciple are basically abolished, and each and everyone is terrible.

The peaks of the setting sun, the multi-colored light fill in the air.

Towering trees, multi-colored light fluctuations, a lithe and graceful silhouette, black hair, orange enamel, self-contained fireworks, super-dusty temperament, such as the immortal.

This is a young girl with 16-17 years. The red lips are delicate, the pair is clear and clear, the multi-colored light, the rays of light, the orange and the graceful, and the lithe and graceful curves.

"roar roar !"

An eight-winged demon squatting, like a Flood Dragon, filled in the air black light, roaring like beast roar, ferocious gaze emits faint rays of light, but at the moment facing the young girl, it is full of jealous eyes.

"You mean, there are a few human races that took the mysterious fruit tree and he injured you?"

Young girl Frown, in the scorpion, a touch of cold light staring at the eight-winged enchanting, black hair tied behind the head, a few long hair from the forehead hanging side, adding a bit of wild temperament.

"roar roar"

The eight-winged demon roaring seems to be what nodded said, and there is a bit of grievance in the look. The heavy injury on the back is still clearly visible.

How can the Eight Winged Monsters think of hiding themselves for healing, and they are dethroned by such a seemingly small young girl.

"Several human races, led by a sword"

Turk, young girl raging flames shine, scorpion flashing radiance, a aura from within the body swept out and muttered: "I would like to see where you are going this time!"

Divine Sword Sect.

As the opening of the Wanjian battlefield is getting closer and closer, there is a sense of expectation in the entire Divine Sword Sect.

Some Elders are still waiting on their own Sword Peak, but the Protectors are very busy recently, and they have to arrange the discipline to open the Wanjian Conference.

On the Sword Peak, many disciplines are busy.

"Check carefully, don't miss anything!"

There is a Protector opened the mouth, and the disciples are ordered to arrange.

The Wanjian Conference, the real contest is actually in the Spirit Sword Peak.

Get up to 68 disciples in the sword stone, and be able to go to the last Sword Peak to do the Peak matchup!

Only the first sixty-eight disciples with the most swordstones can qualify for the final matchup on Spirit Sword Peak.