"You lunatic!" Seeing the eagerness in Ji's eyes, the old man hated himself for being unlucky enough to meet a lunatic.
Ji Yi suppressed the old man step by step;
Finally, a mighty momentum like a raging river quickly approached from the center of the city.
A figure dashed over from the low altitude.
It was Mo Beihai, the lord of Linshan City, and a great monk in the Zifu Realm.
After cultivating to the Purple Mansion Realm, he opened up his dantian, swallowed the aura of heaven and earth, and gained the ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth.
At the same time, monks in the Purple Mansion Realm can control the aura in a large range, and the power it exerts is not comparable to that of monks in the lower realm.
"The lord is here, I won't play with you anymore!" Ji Yi fully mobilized the power of the Golden God King in the God of Heart Treasure, and an unparalleled sword energy burst out from the Xingyun Sword.
The breath of death enveloped the old man, and the edge of the sword energy made the old man feel cold all over his body, and the soul of the dead froze.
"Nine Yin God Claw!" The old man grabbed it with his right hand, and the cold breath made the water on the ground condense into ice.
The entire palm of the old man turned black, and jet-black blood spurted out, and a stench almost made Ji spit out the meal he ate the year before last.
This old man has already cultivated this supernatural power of the poisonous way to the state of perfection, but this is not enough.
The pitch-black blood envelops the sword light, "呵呵呵..." The intense poisonous aura wants to corrode the sword aura.
But the sword qi glowed with golden light, and the sharp sword light directly tore the poisonous qi into pieces.
Sword Qi rushed out of the poisonous gas and collided with the old man's claws.
"Chi!" The sound of sword energy piercing through the flesh, the sword energy passed through the old man's claws, and then passed over his heart.
The old man's wide-eyed eyes remained unbelievable, why he couldn't even take a sword from the Divine Hidden Realm at the Dragon Transformation Realm, but he had no choice but to go to hell to find the answer.
"How courageous, junior!" An angry shout sounded from above, and Mo Beihai had already arrived.
"Father, save me quickly! Kill them!" Seeing the savior coming, the idiot of the Young City Lord felt that he could do it again.
"Death!" Mo Beihai slapped Ji Ziyan with a palm, and a palm print that was ten feet wide slapped Ji Ziyan hard with the power to destroy mountains and mountains.
Wherever the palm print passed, all the stones paving the street were blown away by the violent air current, and the cultivator in the purple mansion was already a master of the side.
"Broken!" Ji Yigao yelled, his body flickered, and he came to Ji Ziyan, holding up the Xingyun sword, and slashed out with a sword, "Liao!" A golden crow burning with raging flames blasted towards the palm print, the scorching heat, Let the flying stones be incinerated.
"Boom!" The roaring explosion and the turbulent air wave completely destroyed the street.
Fortunately, the people knew that the monks had to stay away immediately, and there were no people in the [-]-meter radius.
The Golden Crow Sword in the "Dawn Sword Classic", after being attached with the fire attribute endowed by the God of Lungs, Zangli Vulcan King, exploded with earth-shattering power.
The strength of 6000 million catties, coupled with the powerful attributes of the five elements, gave Ji Yi the confidence to challenge the cultivators in the purple mansion.
Of course, it was limited to monks like Mo Beihai who were in the early stages of the Purple Mansion Realm, but when it came to the Purple Mansion Realm, there was a huge gap in every small realm.
"Which family are you a disciple?" Mo Beihai's pupils shrank.
A boy in the Divine Hidden Realm was no surprise, but a young boy in the Divine Hidden Realm who could catch his move was absolutely no small matter.
Except for the powerful, it was almost impossible to have.
"Stop talking nonsense, beat us, and you two can live, otherwise, die!" Ji Yi took the lead, stabbing with the Xingyun sword, and hundreds of streams of flames poured towards Mo Beihai.
Meteor Sword.
"No matter which disciple you are, wait for your elders to come and get it!" Mo Beihai made up his mind to take down one or two of Ji first.
Method.
"Yu!" With a move of Mo Beihai's hand, the aura with a radius of a thousand feet was attracted, forming an aura shield, bombarded by hundreds of beams of light continuously, until finally it could be broken.
A cultivator in the Zifu Realm can arouse aura in the early stage, but if he condenses his soul in the later stage of the Zifu Realm, he can control the aura of a world.
At that time, the power of mobilizing aura is not the same.
"Nine Yin Divine Claw!" Mo Beihai held Ji Yixu with his hand, and a ten-foot-high aura giant claw surrounded Ji Yi, and the giant claw retracted.
The strong pressure was enough to suffocate and despair a monk in the Dragon Transformation Realm.
The same magical power, used by Mo Beihai, was many times stronger than that of the old man.
"Xuanwu sword!" Ji Yi stabbed the sky with his sword, a heavy feeling came out from the Xingyun sword, and then, a khaki-yellow Xuanwu figure enveloped Ji Yi.
"Ka Ka Ka..." The giant claws grabbed onto the Xuanwu figure, and there were crackling sounds, and the Xuanwu figure was about to be unable to hold on.
"Water dragon sword!" Ji Yi's voice came from within Xuanwu's figure.
When Xuanwu shattered, two water dragons circled and swam outward, stretching the giant claws of spiritual energy.
But at this time, Mo Beihai had already come to Ji Yi's side, and he grabbed it with his claws.
The jet-black blood and aura surged towards Ji Yi.
The poison was so poisonous that even the ground was corroded and scorched black.
Ji Yi raised his sword to meet him, and a cyan dragon wrapped around the Xingyun sword, carrying a strong vitality.
"Star Sword Scripture" Dongfang Qinglong Qisu Sword, the seven swords unite, is the Qinglong Sword.
Vitality and poison eroded each other, Ji Yixing's sword flashed, and the hovering green dragon opened its mouth to swallow it, sucking all the poisonous air into its body, and the green dragon dissipated.
"Boy, you forced me, Nether God's Palm!" Mo Beihai didn't expect Ji Yi to be so difficult to deal with, and he could only use the great supernatural power he had practiced.
The power of the Zifu Realm not only lies in their ability to arouse the aura of heaven and earth on a large scale, but also in the fact that they have already practiced great supernatural powers.
Mo Beihai covered the past with a palm, and the extreme cold came.
The ground of the street and the houses on both sides were covered in ice.
His great supernatural powers could already affect the weather of one world.
Ji Yiyi showed seriousness.
Sure enough, every big monk who has cultivated to the Purple Mansion Realm is not easy to provoke.
The Purple Mansion Realm of a small sect is so strong.
How strong should those big purple mansion realm monks be?
"The five elements are born together, the five elements unite, break!" Ji Yigao yelled, mobilizing the power of the five god kings in the Shenzang with all his strength, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth were born and combined in the body, and a colorful sword energy covered the Xingyun Sword, matching Mo Beihai's The palms of the Nether God slammed together.
The multicolored light and the blue light illuminated the entire street, and the two rays of light engulfed and crushed each other.
Finally, a burst of intense light erupted, temporarily blinding the eyes of those watching the battlefield.
Ji Yi and Mo Beihai each took a few steps back, and this blow was once again a tie.
"Why do you, the arrogance of the immortal force, have to make trouble with our small sect?" At this moment, Mo Beihai was absolutely sure that Ji Yi was a disciple who had come from the immortal force.
Who else could have cultivated such a powerful youth in the Tibetan realm except the immortal force? ?
"It's not that we have trouble with you, it's that people are doing it, and the sky is watching.
A monk doesn't mean that he can kill or kill ordinary people." Ji Yi said coldly.
"You have already stood at the top, of course you can make sarcastic remarks.
You have the best spiritual veins, occupy the best resources, and have no shortage of resources.
How can you understand that us small power monks have to ask for a spiritual grass? The mood to risk your life." Mo Beihai laughed at himself.
"The two can't be confused.
The monks are all fighting for their fate, but it is wrong to wantonly harm ordinary people." Ji Yi snorted coldly.
"Forgive me for not playing with you powerful arrogances." Mo Beihai knew that winning or losing would be of no benefit to him, so he soared into the sky, and the young city lord was lifted up and taken away by him with an aura chain.
Those who went out of the city probably returned to the Green Mountain Sect.
Ji Yi had no choice but to go for the cultivators in the Zifu Realm who wanted to leave.
After all, others could fly, so how could they run on two legs?