blood record

The three of them fled separately, and it was difficult for even a master of Tongtian to catch up, thinking that they had escaped.

But right away, they felt something strange. In their minds, there was a hint of a demon born in their minds. This is simply inconceivable. Ever since they passed through the six-fold heart calamity, there has been no demon in their hearts.

But at this moment, there was indeed a demon in their minds, and they rushed towards their minds in an instant, trying to occupy their minds.

"How is it possible? I've never heard of it. After the heart calamity, there will be a heart demon? And it's still so fierce." [

One of the Ji Dao sect monks who ran to the left had a look of disbelief on his face, but he quickly realized that this demon was really menacing, as if it was about to occupy their minds.Moreover, the power of this heart demon can be compared to his strength in the six-fold heart robbery, which is extremely terrifying.

Fortunately, he is already a Mahayana master now, and his mental strength is definitely not what it used to be, so he suppressed it in an instant, but with such a delay, when he raised his head, the expression on his face instantly changed It froze.

In front of him, a ghostly figure appeared, it was Yang Yi.

There was a sinister smile on Yang Yi's face, and he stretched out his hand to grab it. The huge force was like thunder, and he directly grabbed this Mahayana master.

This Mahayana master was about to resist, but immediately, the inner demon in his body started to move again at this moment, the aura on his body disappeared instantly, and a look of panic appeared on his face

"You...you can control the demons?"

This cultivator seems to manipulate other people's demons as if he saw a ghost. This is really unimaginable and unimaginable.

With a slight movement of Yang Yi's fingers, he could clearly feel the activities of the inner demon in the opponent's body. He only needed one thought, and the inner demon would erupt in an instant. Although the opponent could suppress it, his strength was at least cut by half, making him vulnerable to a single blow.

This is the horror of the fairy art of the Heart Sutra of Controlling Demons. Every fairy art is extremely powerful. Yang Yi possesses this fairy art, and when he uses it, it is almost invincible. He only needs to be in the battle. Arouse the opponent's inner demon, it is undoubtedly a fatal blow to the enemy.

Of course, the Heart Sutra of Controlling Demons is not capable of inducing anyone's inner demons. For those monks with a firm will and a rock-like heart, Yang Yi has nothing to do.

"bang"

Yang Yi directly punched this cultivator, grabbed his primordial spirit alive, and threw it directly into the Tianhe Star Chart to turn it into the purest original power.

"whoosh"

Yang Yi did the same thing again, beheading another monk and throwing his soul into the Tianhe star map.

At this time, there were only eleven sons left.

Young Master Eleven's expression changed drastically at this time, he also felt the inner demon, but he was much stronger than the other two masters, and he was cautious, no matter what the cost, he directly suppressed the inner demon first, but his whole figure was It didn't stop, but continued to fly forward.

"Hmph, this mysterious cultivator is so powerful, it must not be easy. When I go back this time, I have to report to my lord father, and I have to tell my lord thirteen that idiot messed up the matter. Poor benefits."

Young Master Eleven was secretly thinking, he had flown hundreds of kilometers now, he thought he was resting easy, and there was no movement behind him, and he was thinking about how to get some benefits.

Suddenly, he sensed an extremely dangerous aura in his mind, and when he turned around, he saw a terrifying hand with a size of several hundred feet, covering the sky and covering the sun, emitting a yellow light, and billowing with stench. [

This hand was really terrifying. Young Master Eleven let out a scream, and his body was shattered by the big hand. His soul was even corroded and disappeared into the void.

"whoosh"

A man appeared behind this terrifying big hand, it was Yang Yi.

He looked at the Eleventh Young Master who was directly killed by the corrupted big hand, shook his head slightly and said: "The Eleventh Young Master is really cunning and cautious. He can suppress the demons in an instant and run away without his life. But when you meet me, you just have to can die"

It was Yang Yi who cast his corrosive hand behind him and directly killed Eleven Young Master. Otherwise, this Eleven Young Master was full of tricks, and Yang Yi had to guard against him, so it would be really difficult to kill him.

After killing Eleven Young Masters, Yang Yi turned around and flew back, his mind was still flashing back to the previous figure.

When Yang Yi was facing danger back then, it was a drop of miraculous jng blood in his body that saved him, it was a drop of jng blood from a transformation master.Later, when Yang Yi transformed, the sealed memory was instantly opened, and he finally knew that his sister Yang Shan, who had been practicing Falun Gong by his side, was actually a terrifying master of transformation, and that drop of jng blood was also protected by Yang Shan for.

Hundreds of years have passed, and now Yang Yi has grown to such an extent that the masters of Connecting Heaven are no longer afraid, but he never expected that he would still be able to meet his old friend.

"Although this Wan Ziqing's temperament is completely different from Yang Shan's, his appearance is still the same. What's more, the aura of the drop of jng blood in my body is the same as this Wan Ziqing's aura. She is Yang Shan"

Yang Yi became more and more sure that this Wan Ziqing was Yang Shan.

At this time Wan Zilin and Wan Ziqing both frowned, Yang Yi suddenly disappeared and went to chase after Young Master Eleven, leaving only the two of them behind.

"This man really went after the Eleventh Young Master? Could it be that he really wants to kill the Eleventh Young Master?" Wan Zilin felt a little unbelievable. After all, the Jidao Sect is so powerful that only the Jiuding Sect can do it in the entire Tianhe Star Region. Contested.

Wan Ziqing's eyes flickered with gleams, she looked into the distance, and suddenly said in a low voice: "The mysterious man seems to be back."

Wan Zilin took a quick look, and she really saw a figure flying towards them in the distance.

"whoosh"

As soon as Yang fell in front of the two women, Wan Zilin hurriedly smiled and said: "Thank you for your help, fellow daoist, we are all disciples of Yaochi Palace, if you don't give up, please follow us to Yaochi palace for a talk, I Wait for the two of you to repay Daoyou's kindness."

"Yao Chi Palace?"

Yang Yi didn't care about their generosity, he stared at Wan Ziqing, that familiar aura became stronger and stronger.

Wan Zilin smiled faintly: "By the way, I don't know if Fellow Daoist has caught up with that Eleven Young Master?"

Yang Yi stretched out his hand, and a huge bell suddenly appeared in his hand. It was the evil-suppressing copper bell of the eleventh son just now, but after using the light of annihilation just now, its aura has become dimmer than .

"Suppressing evil copper bell, fellow daoist, could it be that the eleventh son has already..."

Wan Zilin's expression changed, and a serious expression appeared on her face. [

Yang Yi nodded lightly and said: "That's right, he is just a Mahayana master. Killing him by Yang is as easy as crushing an ant."

This arrogance of Yang Yi immediately made Wan Zilin guess in his heart, he didn't think Yang Yi was arrogant, but he took it for granted, the power Yang Yi displayed just now had completely shocked her.

Wan Ziqing originally had a hint of doubt in her heart, but it disappeared at this time. The tone and breath of the mysterious man in front of her were the kind of domineering figure who controlled the heavens. It was really different from the man in her memory. Far apart, the law is on par.

Yang Yi looked at Wan Ziqing, and suddenly said: "Daoist Wan Ziqing, do you think Yang looks like a person?"

Wan Ziqing was startled, and looked up at Yang Yidao: "How did you know?"

Yang Yi asked again: "Is that person called Yang Yi?"

Wan Ziqing's spirit changed drastically, as if she had seen a ghost, Wan Zilin also noticed the abnormality, her whole body flickered, and she was already vigilant.

Yang Zhou's aura suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if he had suddenly changed from a sharp master to an ordinary person.

Seeing such a transformation, Wan Ziqing's eyes revealed a sense of dissatisfaction.

Yang nodded, and only called out lightly: "Yang Shan"

"boom"

The word Yang Shan rang in Wan Ziqing's mind, and she understood in an instant that the person in front of her was the lingering figure in her mind, her "nominal" brother.

"Yang...Yang Yi, are you really Yang Yi?"

Wan Ziqing's heart was numb, even though she was already a great master of Yuanshen, she would never have thought that she would see the blood coagulation level monk in the past, let alone that this monk had grown to the point where she would even look up to her.

Yang Yi also felt a warm feeling in his heart. He had never felt this feeling since he left Qingyang Mansion alone. Now that he saw his former "sister" Yang Shan, he felt a warm feeling. A touch of warmth.

Suddenly, Yang Yi recalled the past again, recalled his dead ghost father, recalled the worries in Qingyang Mansion back then, and even recalled the warmth between him and Yang Shan when he lost his memory.

This feeling is extremely beautiful, Yang Yi seems to be immersed in a wonderful space, quietly enjoying the beauty brought by memories.At the same time, the hundred-foot dharma body in Yang Yi's body seemed unwilling to be lonely, and made roaring sounds, and the rolling power quickly returned to his body.

"boom"

Wan Zilin and Wan Ziqing were inexplicably terrified. From Yang Yi's body, they felt the power that could easily destroy them.

"Sister, is this?"

Wan Ziqing reasoned without knowing it, but Wan Zilin was well-informed, stared at Yang Yi firmly, and said in a deep voice: "This is his understanding of the truth and going back to the source."

"What? Comprehend the truth, go back to the origin? This...isn't this the comprehension that can only be achieved by cultivating the primordial spirit? Could it be that Yang Yi really didn't cultivate the primordial spirit?"

This is really too shocking, too appalling, the breath in Yang Yi's body is only the breath of the seventh level of escape, they all thought it was because of Yang Yi's restrained breath, but now it seems that it may be true.

For monks who have escaped from the seventh stage of calamity, killing Mahayana masters is as easy as turning the palm of the hand. ! ~!