God

Chapter 1987 Stone Box Baptism
At this moment, everyone's eyes gradually came back to their senses. Under Duanmu Xiongtu's instruction, the only focus of the audience once again fell on Su Yi.

Isn't it a joke that a young man who has a blood feud with the holy mountain wants to be baptized with the innate sage king spirit?

Everyone's face is full of doubts, some are surprised, some are indifferent, and some are even more sarcasm. Duanmu Xiongtu walks in front of everyone and looks at Su Yi.

"Let me remind you one last time that the innate sage king's aura is not the same as the golden sky formation. The innate aura is strong enough to destroy a warrior who doesn't have the sage king's aura immediately! Su Xiaoyou, when you're ready, go in!" Bar!"

Su Yi took a deep breath, stretched his waist lazily, and a icy coldness appeared in his lax eyes.

After that, he lightly shook Duanmu Xiaoman's jade hand, and his figure turned into a gleam of light, rushing towards Shengwu Hall.

"Su Yi, you must save your life. If you can't get out, it will be too much fun!" Yuchi Changfeng, who was still standing there, no longer looked at Xuehonglou, with a gloomy face.

Forget about Xuehonglou, he is a member of the Holy Mountain, as long as Su Yi, a bastard, fails to be baptized, this Holy Mountain Competition can still proceed as planned.

Su Yi's body in the air was like a frightened bird, jumping high above Yuchi Changfeng's head, a trace of coldness leaked from between his teeth.

"Then open your eyes wide and watch carefully!" Su Yi sneered.

In the next second, Su Yi made a sharp move and rushed into the Holy Martial Hall.

Immediately, an overwhelming golden light filled the sky, Su Yi's body was quickly wrapped by the ancient charm, and soon Su Yi's heart and soul fell into it.

"Buzz!"

In the Holy Martial Hall, there are more than a dozen pillars hanging on all sides, so high that you can't see the top, and you can't see the edge when you look out.

From north to south, a vertical and horizontal path with six bends and eighteen bends is shaped according to the terrain, just like centrifugal.

Six golden paved, quaint and remote paths twist and turn, quiet and sacred, glowing with golden light until they converge to the center, like hundreds of rivers pouring into the sea.

In the very center, glowing with simple golden light, stands a box made of stone, which is as tall as half a person.

Zhou Kong was deserted and quiet, and the external reputation was far away, so quiet that he could only hear his own breathing.

When Su Yi gradually opened his eyes, he could feel a huge coercion pressing down on him.

The meridians were blocked, the vitality gradually solidified, the skin and flesh swelled up like a balloon, and suddenly my heart froze, and I ran the Ancient Demon Scripture quickly, following the route of Yutian Jue, the vitality flowed through the wide meridians like a trickle.

The starlight surged and echoed with the golden light on the zenith, and the whole world was full of radiance and light.

"What a strong coercion!"

Chi Feihong's breathing gradually became short of breath, and his wrinkled skin moved slightly, obviously very uncomfortable with the environment in front of him!

Also feeling uncomfortable is Tie Hunyan, who was seriously injured and retreated to the Demon Sect Realm. Even if he is in the entrance, the pressure from the outside world is not as good as himself.

Zhou Kong's suffocating coercion enveloped Su Yi. The terrifying coercion seemed to be rolling in like waves, undulating endlessly. Su Yi's eyes showed a trace of determination, and he walked towards the central stone box with heavy steps.

"Bang bang bang!"

Every time Su Yi took a step, the blood in his body boiled, his soul trembled, his heart also trembled, and the shock pain followed!

"Only Su Yi's flesh and blood and soul can reach this step without relying on the aura of a holy king!" Seeing Su Yi getting closer and closer to the stone box, Chi Feihong's trembling lips kept trembling.

Gritting his teeth and pumping his energy, it seemed that he had returned to the storm of time and space. After being baptized by the storm, Su Yi's flesh and blood had reached a new level. , to Su Yi, these are no longer a big deal!

The fiery red Tianyuan demon soul shines like a small sun in the sea of ​​hearts. The closer you get to the stone box, the heavier the pressure of the soul will be, and the more you can feel the fear of being pulled out of the heart and soul!
Time flies by like quicksand, it has been half an hour since Su Yi entered the Holy Martial Hall, when the last step was completed, Su Yi looked at the ordinary stone box, and shouted loudly with a hoarse throat.

"open!"

In an instant, the pupils burst out, and the surging golden light pressure descended from the sky, as if a god and demon were chanting, the thunderous wind and thunder, and the sound of ancient sacrifices sounded from a distance.

The supreme power of heaven, like a towering giant tree, suddenly fell down, and the stone box suddenly opened with a creak.

The golden light was shining, and the coercion was impressive. The terrifying power instantly overturned the entire dome, and the light that was enough to destroy everything enveloped Su Yi.

The depths of Su Yi's soul throbbed suddenly. In the incomparably hot breath, there were lights and shadows flying, thousands of beasts galloping, the flames of war were erratic, and the oars were bleeding and drifting.

Hundreds of strong men beyond human imagination are fighting in the sky, the light is shimmering, setting off monstrous waves, and the sky is full of sacred aura!

"Wake up, Su Yi! You've entered an illusion!" Tie Hunxuan was also uncomfortable, and roared loudly with a pale face.

Su Yi's eyes were scattered, his heart was throbbing, and he was only immersed in the wonderful scene in front of him. The mysterious power spread out from the void, strange and wonderful.

Tie Hun's voice floated farther and farther away, Su Yi could hear it, but he couldn't wake up, and his pupils gradually lost their luster.

Suddenly, an extremely clear and moving, crystal-clear sound of milky breath entered Su Yi's heart like a drop of ice spring.

"Big brother, this light is so comfortable!" Ping'er rubbed her eyes, yawned towards the sky as if she was just waking up from a dream, and said softly.

The voice was pleasant to the ear, but it was like the ethereal voice of the heavens. It drew Su Yi back from the world-shattering battle between gods and demons. When Su Yi's mind was restrained and his eyes were serious.

The Gorefiend Killing Sword has been wrapped in a stone box, and the golden light is brilliant, and Zhou Tian's golden light hits the sword body like a flood.

The blood-red sword patterns flowed, and Ping'er's lovely face flashed on the jet-black sword body, revealing a slight smile.

"Big brother, come and chase me!"

"boom!"

"Wow!"

The stone box was closed, and the Gorefiend Killing Sword was covered, only Ping'er screamed, and Su Yi's complexion changed suddenly.

"What's wrong! Ping'er!" Su Yi yelled!
It had been more than half an hour since Su Yi entered.

In front of Shengwu Palace, the corners of Yuchi Changfeng's mouth twitched slightly, not hiding his pride at all.

"Great, Su Yi is finally dead! You're overthinking yourself! Hahaha!"

The arrogant laughter made everyone in the family and Yutian Palace dissatisfied, Duanmu Xiaoman's pretty face was slightly cold, and the eyes were full of frost.

"He should be allowed to bring the soul chasing stone." Duanmu Xiaoman murmured in a low voice, Duanmu Qingtian saw it in his eyes, and also frowned.

"Oh my god, look everyone! What is that!"

(End of this chapter)