I can buy merit with money

Ying Zhao Demon Saint smiled suddenly, that smile was a little strange, so that several people present did not know why, especially in this smile, there was a gesture that made Zhou Yi very disgusting.

Pack thirteen?

Who do you think you are?

“Under the sect, there are many people who can come out, perhaps.” Ying Zhao Demon Saint wanted to speak, and his smile was indescribable.

Others don’t understand, but Zhou Yi understands, he is familiar with the history of floods, he is not a person in this world, naturally knows more than others, this Ying Zhao Demon Saint seems to have a premonition of something.

“My Yingzhao is a cheerful nature, and I will not detour when I speak, and I clearly tell you that there will be a battle between the Lich race, and whoever wins is the master of this era, as a saint disciple, I hope you can persuade the Venerable Master to join our demon clan, once our demon clan wins, there will be endless benefits to share with him.”

Ying Zhao directly lit up the sign, the words are very white, there is nothing to be afraid of, there will have been a war, this is a well-known thing in the flood wilderness, but no one takes it on the bright side.

Now, Ying Zhao has pushed things to the surface, which means that the demon race is already preparing.

Perhaps, soon, the Lich War is coming.

“Oh? The great benefits of heaven, what is it, can you become a saint and become an ancestor? Zhou Yi smiled.

But although there was a smile on his face, there was disdain in that tone.

Send me chance?

Lao Tzu still use you to send it by chance? Really took myself seriously.

Zhou Yi was very upset.

Especially hates others for being condescending and self-righteous to talk to him.

You Lich and Demon races want to fight, and what is the matter with Lao Tzu.

Ten thousand steps back said, he Zhou Yi is also a disciple who is favored by the saint, what qualifications do Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun have, can they be better than the saint? What the Tongtian Sect Lord can’t give, can he give?

The chance of his heroic mouth, Zhou Yi naturally disdained.

Negotiation, you have to have a negotiation look, you came to find Lao Tzu, woo Lao Tzu, what is unfathomable? What to pose?

There was a trace of fire burning in Ying Zhao’s eyes, he looked straight at Zhou Yi, and in his eyes, there seemed to be a trace of soul power hooked out, wanting to suppress Zhou Yi.

But when Zhou Yi returned from the universe, his soul power had greatly increased, reaching the level of a cosmic god master, and with the suppression of a stone tablet, how could it be shaken by a heroic move!

Soul power, not to mention ordinary demon saints, is that some quasi-saints may not have attainments in this regard, this is the most mysterious power between heaven and earth, Pangu opened heaven and earth so far, born destined things.

People in the flood wilderness know how to cultivate Dao, divine powers, and spiritual treasures, but who knows how to cultivate the power of the soul?

In addition to the natural ascension brought about by the ascension realm, there are already some innate beings, innate spirits are powerful, who has the way to improve soul power?

Even saints!

But Zhou Yi can!

The mysterious pattern on the stone tablet, once mastered, as long as Zhou Yi operates, he will cultivate on his own, and the soul power will slowly increase, in fact, this soul power, in the flood wilderness, is called Yuanshen!

A huge coercion ran over, and the power of Da Luo Jin was not comparable to ordinary people, and ordinary Hong Barren cultivators had long since knelt down.

But Zhou Yi was already standing there, moving, like a rock, indestructible.

No matter how Ying Zhao urged the power of Yuanshen to suppress Zhou Yi, there was no movement at all.

“Huh?” Ying Zhao Demon Saint’s eyes welled up.

He is a Da Luo Golden Immortal, and the power of the Yuan God is so strong, even if the Taiyi Golden Immortal is under his eyes, he will be so frightened that he immediately kneels and kowtows, begging for mercy one after another.

But Zhou Yi’s power of the Yuan God is useless.

“Could it be that the Tongtian Saint gave him some of the most precious treasures to protect the Yuan God?” Ying Zhao Demon Saint’s heart moved.

He could only think so, after all, this Yuan God’s cultivation method had not yet reached the time of birth.

“Ying Zhao, don’t work me, if you are sincere, just wait here, my master is here, I will meet you.” Zhou Yidao.

Ying Zhao’s face was a little ugly, he was reprimanded by a junior?

And the most terrible thing is that this junior actually asked him to wait here?

Rumble!

Ying Zhao Demon Saint’s face suddenly couldn’t hang up!

He stood in his hands for nine days, and a strong momentum erupted from his body.

The surrounding cliffs collapsed, rocks tumbled, endless trees fell, leaves fell, and the heavens and the earth were filled with slaughter in an instant.

The little demon beside him has long been kneeling and does not dare to speak at all, this guy is simply crazy! Dare to speak like this to the Demon Saint! Even if Zhao Gongming comes back, he can’t save him!

Chang’e, who had been standing beside Zhou Yi, was silent, her face was pale, and her teeth were gently pursed her lips, and she didn’t dare to look up at Ying Zhao, and a pair of slender jade hands subconsciously pulled Zhou Yi’s sleeves tightly.

Zhou Yi forgot that he was not afraid of the spiritual pressure of this heroic move, but Chang’e was still a mortal who had not become an immortal!

“Enough, Yingzhao.” Zhou Yi let out a long drink.

“Huh?”

Ying Zhao took a deep look at Zhou Yi.

“You scared my wife, Luofudong does not welcome you, please leave.” Zhou Yi’s face sank.

“Hahaha!”

Ying Zhao burst out laughing.

The sound waves rolled, like the roar of the Yellow River Dragon, echoing above the nine heavens, enduring.

“There is a kind, a good Terran Night.”

Ying Zhao said every word, and there was a cold breath between his teeth, and in the syllables, there was murderous intent.

He was really angry, Zhou Yi treated him like this, it was how good his resilience was today, and he couldn’t help it!

A generation of demon saints, noble in blood, born more than a lowly human race, I don’t know how much higher, was actually reprimanded like this! It’s ridiculous!

Endure!

Be sure to endure!

Killing Zhou Yi at this moment is to offend Zhao Gongming, and to offend Zhao Gongming is to offend the Tongtian Sect Lord!

This is a saint!

The most legendary existence in the flood famine!

If you can’t bear it, you will make a big plan!

“Zhou Yi, I think that you are a junior, I don’t think about you, the demon hall of this seat is placed at the gate of your Emei Mountain, and when your master returns, I will leave.” Ying Zhao took another deep look at Zhou Yi, waved his hand and turned his head and left with a group of little demons.

All the coercion receded like a tide, and everything returned to calm.

At this time, in the nine heavens of Mount Emei, suddenly a behemoth.

Yingzhao’s demon temple was suspended in the nine heavens, towering like a mountain, unattainable.

At a glance, it was like a sleeping beast, dormant in the nine heavens, full of terrifying aura.

It seems that this guy is going to die to the end, isn’t he afraid that the witch clan will find out?

In other words, the contradiction of the Lich family has reached the point of being a thousand shots.

Zhou Yi frowned, and thought of a lot for a while.

Obviously, this heroic move is not intended to avoid people’s eyes and ears, this is obvious, it is with Zhao Gongming, which shows that most of the demon clan also knows!

“This is troublesome.” _

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