Chapter 213

after a few breaths on the ground, there is no time to marvel. Who has seen the later monks exert their magic?

No matter Yi Heng, Zeng Yushu, or Huangshan elder, the magic was just out of his hand. He did not want to use it, which made people dazzled and even had no space to marvel at.

Zeng Yushu's slightly charred face showed a trace of smile, but his hair and hair were absent, just like black charcoal. The smile was really terrible.

With sufficient spirit liquid, it has gradually gained the upper hand, but it can be suppressed. If there is no unique skill, it is not easy to kill at the same level?

However, suppression alone is enough. Now it is only for elder martial brother to show up.

After that, the head of the gate will arrive in time. His spirit has already covered more than 300 Li. But now it is, why is the master still missing?

As soon as the hill was hit by the remaining thunder and lightning, it made the hill retrogressive in an instant. Under the connection of mind and spirit, Yi Heng was deeply shocked, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

At the same time, it was pushed back as if by some huge force, but the thunder and lightning did not end. After flying the hill, it hit the door again.

When I retreated, I couldn't take care of it. As soon as I blocked my hands in front of my face, I caught the thunder and lightning. I only felt numbness in my hands, then my whole body was numb, then my mind was numb, and I lost consciousness in an instant.

Lose the spirit liquid to run, the body no longer has the support, like the stone, falls from the air.

"I fell to death." A friar on the ground reacted very quickly and said immediately.

"How do you know you didn't fall down after being killed? I was killed first. " Another immediately retorted.

Other people broke in one after another, some supported this one, some supported that one, and instantly there was a lot of noise on the ground.

"Elder martial brother." Seeing that he fell unconscious, Zeng Yushu cried out in a hurry.

"Well, all must die." Huangshan has been beaten by pressure, and in front of many disciples, he has been blushing with shame for a long time. Now Zeng Yushu is distracted, where can he not rush to attack?

"Elder martial brother..." High in the air is also a low cry of pain, but the voice choked, too late to shed tears.

Although he wanted to rush down to catch Yi Heng, he was so soft that he couldn't move at all. He could only watch the elder martial brother's body get smaller and smaller.

Purple house, the villain has collapsed on the ground, but that body is still surrounded by a few lights.

Finally, he realized that the soul existed, and his attack could enter the purple mansion.

People watched Yi Heng fall more and more quickly. He fell down from a height of more than 100 feet. If there was no accident, even if he was not killed on the spot, he might fall to death.

At this time, the whole hall was quiet and ready to see how the two leading friars of the world died.

What about the two top leaders? Under the full blow of the master, there is only one end, death.

Suddenly, in the purple mansion, the eight trigrams plate that hasn't been moved for a long time sends out a white light on the villain. The soul power emitted from the Bagua dish instantly eliminates the thunder and lightning entangled in the body, and the white light covers the villain.

The villain seems to get some strength, and then he wakes up in an instant. After a breath, he reacts to the situation at this time. His face is extremely frightened, and his hands are dancing in a hurry to control his body.

All the monks on the ground no longer talked about it. The whole place was extremely quiet. Looking at Yi Heng's falling, 50 Zhang, 30 Zhang, the falling place happened to be an open space. Even if he fell on the soft land, it would be a pool of blood.

Lei Yiming stares coldly at Yi Heng, who is constantly falling down. He can't figure out whether Yi Heng has been killed. But he is so brave that he can't be called a maniac.

He dares to defy the world and stir up internal strife. He also dares to challenge the dignity of the Great Yuan man in the later period.

There is also a man who looks up and looks at Zeng Yushu, who is fighting with Huangshan fiercely. He is also bound to die.

But one year ago, they were still in the middle stage of foundation construction. Although they were close to the later stage, they broke through the latter stage one year later. Moreover, it was incredible that they could compete equally with Huangshan Mountain.

How could he know that if Zeng Yushu had not been injured before, or if Zeng Yushu had not seen Yi Heng knocked down and didn't want to fight again, he was just entangled and could not get rid of it. He had been suppressing Huangshan for a long time.

But in any case, they will die.

There is also a female eagle in the sky, who is bound to die. If you offend the grand circle of building foundation, you must accompany your life with your life.

As soon as the spirit liquid was running, the thunder and lightning with white light on his arm flickered again and again. His eyes glared fiercely at Zeng Yushu. With the next blow, he would die like Yi Heng.

Twenty Zhangs, the practitioners on the ground secretly estimated Yi Heng's distance from the ground. He did not know that he had moved his eyelids slightly when he was falling at a high speed in the air. However, the falling speed was so fast that the strong wind could hardly open it.

When the soul wakes up, the person naturally wakes up, runs the spirit liquid quickly, and the numbness of the whole body disappears. Then he uses the magic to stop the falling body, but it is too late, so he has to turn his body over, his feet face down, and the spirit liquid concentrates on his feet."Bang" a sound, feet fall on the ground, issued a loud noise.

The soft outside and the solid soil inside were directly hit by the falling force into a pit three or four feet wide and more than ten feet deep.

But there was spirit liquid in his feet, and he didn't get much damage, but the shock force made his chest shake, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Many practitioners could see clearly that when he was about to land, his body turned over. Originally, he fell flat and faced down. At this time, he turned upright with his feet facing down. Before he could be surprised, his feet had landed on the ground.

The loud noise did not attract Lei Yiming's eyes. His cold eyes did not contain any feelings.

Not even ridicule or ridicule.

In the past 100 years, what has never happened? Although there are few such evildoers, they also have. If they can't bear it, if they have a little accomplishments, they will publicize and challenge everywhere, and such evil spirits have disappeared.

Today's three giants, the three door owners, were not the generation with the best qualifications at that time, but it is forbearance that can make it to this day.

If these two people act in a low-key manner and need to further their cultivation, I am afraid that they will have a place at the top of the immortal cultivation world.

But now, it is the same as all the demons who do not know how to endure.

Death.

How many spring dreams do you have in the history of Qing Dynasty?

Lei Yiming is neither sad nor happy. He slowly holds the finger in his right hand. With only a few rest, Zeng Yushu will step forward and become the wizard of the netherworld.

"Ah? Not dead? " "How could it be?" "It's impossible." ...

suddenly, the ground practitioners became noisy again. The sounds of surprise and incredible exclamations were introduced into Lei Yiming's ears.

Frowning, looking down, the soil around the pit weeds gradually dispersed, a figure squatting in the pit, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Standing?" This was his first reaction, and then he saw a mouthful of blood. He was also surprised. He immediately took his eyes to see it.

After Yiheng spits out a mouthful of blood, his chest is much more comfortable. When he wipes it with his left hand, he throws a pill into his mouth. It seems that he is aware of Lei Yiming's eyes, so he also raises his head and grins at him.

This mouth revealed his teeth with blood. His hair was scattered and his Taoist clothes were damaged. But his eyes and his face were unyielding and determined.

This smile, though silent, showed a confident color, which even made the ground people admire.

"Lord Lei is really powerful. Yi is taught." He bows to Lei Yiming and admires the depth of his cultivation. He bows down naturally.

"Well, I have to die." After being surprised, Lei Yiming recovers his indifference again. What if he can escape a blow? Can we escape the second blow?

But at this time, all the practitioners of zhenmen came to their senses and were no longer calm.

Can the two leaders of the world really take over the foundation of dayuanman?

This spread out, this person will immediately become the world's second only to the three main monks, this is how glorious and powerful? However, he was only a disciple of four generations.

Zeng Yushu has always been concerned about the falling Yi Heng.

If the miracle does not appear, then immediately escape, even if the end of the world, as long as the people who shake the door, see one person kill another, until their own death.

But now, the miracle really appears, the elder martial brother that smile, he knew that today not only will retreat completely, but also will have the harvest which far surpasses the imagination.

It turns out that the elder martial brother didn't inform the headmaster, but he wanted to use his own strength to make great achievements for himself and others.

As soon as he was free of worry, the red in his eyes slowly dissipated and concentrated, and in an instant suppressed Huangshan.