The God of Sky & Earth

Su Yi feels that the sound around him is like a valley echo, and he is constantly zooming in on his ear. While telling himself to continue, release himself, while telling himself to wake up quickly, do not indulge.

The heavenly demon in the mind is like a burst, and it is madly torn into pieces. The pain from the cells to the pores to the meridians makes Su Yi feel deep in the boundless hell.

"what!"

Su Yi's eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the whole skin was red and cracked. The joints opened up a shocking crack because of the huge tension, and they ooze the blood of the cockroaches.

"Duanmu! You... go!"

A sound close to the cymbal came out of Su Yi's throat, and the seven screams of crazy white gas, the high temperature in the body is hard to imagine.

At this moment, trying to control Su Xin of his own heart, I feel the itchiness of the whole body, extremely heavy blood gas energy accompanied by the fierce violent property constantly moving between the meridians.

Like the explosion of the underground magma, the innocent flame with extremely terrible desires, dissatisfaction, obsession, a brain all poured into their hearts and minds.

The fiery demon dragon poison is eroding itself at any time, and the hot temperature makes it difficult for Su Yi to control himself. He resists the desire in his heart, and even the skin begins to become a deep red in the soldering iron. The horror is very.

Su Yi instantly felt that her meridians began to rupture, and her brain was suddenly pressed and pressed by people, and it was uncontrollable.

The next moment, Su Yi screamed and punched his right hand, using all his strength to bombard his left arm.

"boom!"

Just listening to a crisp sound in the gully blasted, Su Yi's left hand softly smashed down.

The severe pain caused by the fracture of the hand bone caused Su Yi to suddenly wake up, and the eye in the eye shot a fine mans, and the mouth was long and exhaled with a white turbidity.

"Come on! Don't worry about me!" Speaking one word at a time, Su Yi said it was extremely laborious.

The sweat of the big bucket continued to drip over the clothes of Duanmuman, and it was soaked in a large piece.

"I must not tarnish you, Duanmu, you are fast... go!" From the cracks in the teeth, blood and sweat.

Then, the right hand on the ground alone began to tremble, Su Yi knows that he has not been able to persist for a long time.

Duanmu did not have the slightest strength at this time. If he was controlled by the **** dragon, not only was he to be humiliated, but both of them would fall short.

Duanmu Qiaoman has always been ice-clear and jade, such as the dream fairy, that is, dust usually does not let him contaminate himself half a point, not to mention his own behavior has violated her bottom line, if there is a serious next step, the future survival of Duanmuman Will not live.

"Kid, are you crazy? Blood dragon poison is one of you can resist the Yuan Dynasty! If you endure, you will die!"

The Iron Soul screamed, and it didn't understand, and it was impossible to understand what Su Yi was guarding, and what Duanmuman, who is the Lord of the Heavenly Palace, insisted on!

"It's impossible! Demon dragon, you are coming! I want to think about me!" Su Yi screamed wildly, and his mouth was so heavy that it was like a volcanic spurt.

"Hey!"

The severe pain caused Su Yi to continually hit the ground with his right hand. The fire attribute was surging, and he punched on the ground with one fist and another punch until the bone joint ruptured and the blood dripped, still unable to stop the pain in his mind.

"Go! Go!"

Under the body, Duanmu Yuman looked at Su Yining to die, and refused to follow suit. He would rather die than tarnish himself.

Su Yi’s figure between the moon and the moon gradually blurred, and the tears flowed silently.

This is the second time today that Duanmu is a tear for Su Yi. Duanmu himself does not want to believe that a 17-year-old boy can do this for himself.

The image of the tough, unyielding boy once again evoked from his mind, such as the white jade neck with his chin slightly trembled.

Countless pearls were scattered, and Duanmu Muman looked awkward, sticking out his delicate hands and hitting Su Yi’s body.

"驭天诀!"

This is the only thing that Duanmu Muman can help Su Yi now. The pressure of his hands and souls is crushed on Su Yi's body. The time of the snow powder is twitching.

"Su Yi, you must hold on, after I go out, I will not pay you!" Duanmu Yuman said in his heart.

"boom!"

The slamming of Scorpio made Su Yi's body fly high to the horizon, and then fell heavily into the gully in the distance. The huge impact directly turned the gully into a deep pit, which was shocking.

Su Yi, who is lying in the center of the pit, huddled in the body, squatting, like a patient with addiction, his limbs twitching and his mind closed.

When you enter the body, only a trace of light in your mind, a little consciousness remains, and Su Yi feels that he is already familiar with the information and methods that can no longer be familiar.

"Predecessors, am I practicing cultivation into a scorpio?"

Su Yi’s memory once again returned to the original wild demon valley. Looking at the distance, he was calming down and sitting cross-legged. The handprints in his hands changed, feeling the wind, feeling the nature, feeling everything can feel. all.

Concentrated on cultivation, doing everything possible to feel the existence of the remnant soul of the Zhou Dynasty, Su Yi sleeping in a bloody, seems to be inspired, whispered in the mouth.

"Feeling the soul, feeling the soul..."

"Shen, you can't be impatient..."

Countless attempts, countless failures, countless falls and re-casting the present self, isn't the current situation the same as the one who was practicing Scorpio?

The blood dragon and soul remnant in the blood want to borrow weight, the magic thoughts and desires make Su Yi lose his direction, it is difficult to find the position of the remnant soul calmly, and he has to let it be at his mercy. Su Yi wants to re-enfine it again. Scorpio.

In a **** red, Su Yi felt that the energy that had just been squeezed out of the meridians still remained in the deep sea.

Following the soul of the end of the wood, the soul of Su Shi, the character of Su Yi also traveled through the body, and finally gathered into the sea of ​​too virtual.

This kind of calming and groping makes Su Yi feel that there is a certain stability and progress in the body. The light and the spirit are merged. Like a calm and waveless lake, a palm is stretched out, and the layers of ripples are layered. .

The spirit began to move, this sense of comfort is unprecedented, the singularity of the singularity began to spurt slowly, and the soul energy of nothingness began to gather again.

At this moment, Su Yizhen is really entering a wonderful state.

Lying in the deep pit, as the old man is set, but it is connected with time, connected with the heavens and the earth, connected with nature.

Duanmu Yuman stood up incomparably and looked at Su Yi in the deep pit, still dark red skin.

But invisible, Su Yi's soul energy and breath have begun to run weakly.

"He is really stubborn. What did he experience?" Duanmuman licked his chest and flashed a glimpse of his eyes.