Chapter 442

In Yi Heng's eyes, two rays of light pass through the void and shoot at his chest. However, he seems to be unable to avoid it. "Poop, poo, poo" two times, and his chest suddenly ejects blood column.

And the monk in yellow suddenly twisted his body and threw himself at him.

Looking at his chest and back, four spurts of blood appeared instantly, "elder martial brother..." Qiu Xiyin cried out.

Su demon stood up. The fat man shook his flesh. Gongsun Zhichang was white, his voice was icy and his eyes were dim.

Shen Tu's eyes showed admiration. He was indeed the head of the second echelon. He had such a power of judgment.

In front of her body, the figure of self-cultivation disappeared in an instant. It was just a wonderful voice of rebuke, "the anger of the corpse king.".

Although the words were frightening, they were very comfortable in his ears.

The voice just fell, that beautiful posture suddenly changed into two, all toward Yi Heng, who was tottering in the air.

is as like as two peas in the two red and white costume. The same figure is not a real one, but a real two figure.

Yi Heng at this time, the friar in yellow suddenly pounced on him in front of him, and behind him were two enchanting red figures.

At this time, the monks clenched their hands, as if to see, but after a breath, under the attack of the front and back, today's challenge came to an end. The result was Yi Heng Yi's killing and death.

When nervous, Yi Heng suddenly laughed, "I've been waiting for you." When the mind is moved, the Bagua plate will appear in the hand. In an instant, two Kun and one dry will appear on the Bagua plate.

Two Kun characters one front and one back to block the two people, and the dry word but suddenly toward a red figure of enchanting shot.

Shen TU was surprised and said in a low voice, "I know I won't kill you so easily." Turn around and go out.

Even the spirit consciousness was taken back and disappeared quickly in the inn.

"Pounce" and "pounce" were heard. The Yellow friar in front of his body and a red and charming figure behind him threw himself on the Kun character. It was like falling into a swamp, slow and incomparable.

"Xiyin." Yi Heng roars, Qiu Xiyin sends out a Xun word on his left hand and right hand at the same time, and blesses him more than ten Zhang apart.

With a sudden light, he followed the direction of the dry shot.

At the time of his roar, the enchanting nun Xiu didn't feel well. When he saw the dry words coming, she turned pale with fear.

Between the emergency, originally the blood red small mouth also becomes pale, a piece one closes, urgently cries out: "the life and death moves the great law."

With a "poop" sound, a big hole with thick arm appeared in the chest, but there was no blood flowing out.

Yi Heng cries out that it's not good. He changes his body shape and shoots at another seductive body, but it's not as good as it is.

"Cluck, yidaoyou is really powerful. I will take your life again and leave you alone." The figure, which was originally in the Kun character, immediately broke away from the Kun character, just like shooting from it.

With a move of her left hand, the enchanting figure with a big hole in her chest immediately disappears. Yi Heng can see clearly that it is the body she is carrying.

In the twinkling of an eye, the two figures crossed the Inn and disappeared in the distance.

The Yellow monk and the grey monk didn't know his plan. At this time, they had to smile bitterly and leave.

Yi Heng and Qiu Xiyin stood in the air of the square, looking around tens of thousands of monks, all were silent.

He waved to the fat man, and then sent out a few heralds. With Qiu Xiyin, he flew to the devil and took over Mingxin spirit. Then he crossed the restaurant and left quickly.

Only tens of thousands of monks were left here to discuss and quarrel. After a few days, they scattered.

But the message that tens of thousands of friars brought out spread all over the continent a day later.

Since then, the name of the sixth top talent in the southwest mainland, Yi Heng Yi Bai Sha, has been determined, and no one has any objection.

Yi Heng dragged the body of serious injury, naturally dare not stay in a city.

Even if there is a big sect and family behind him who has already expressed support for himself, how can he give his life to others in this unprotected one man city?

That last few breath is really pretending, want to lead to burning wild aristocratic family eldest lady burning wild matchless.

When he saw the eight friars coming to the end together, and had not seen her figure, he knew that this woman must be very suspicious, and could not grasp her.

Therefore, from the beginning, the scene of being seriously injured was rehearsed countless times in my heart.

It's just that it's not a fake injury, it's a real one, and the two lights through the chest are absolutely true.

If there is a false image, how can it lead to burning wild matchless?

It's a pity that there are two enchanting figures, one is herself and the other is her body refining. Unexpectedly, there is a "life and death moving method" which is against heaven.

The word Qian originally attacked her real body. At the critical moment, she was replaced by a corpse refining to bear the killing blow for her.

Then, if she had more courage and less suspicion, she would have been able to kill herself if she stayed.

But she was injured and suspicious, so she turned around and ran away.From then on, besides Shentu Tian, there was another enemy hiding in the dark.

Regardless of the injury, flying for three days in a row, into the vast city, just slightly relaxed.

When it is found that there are rumors about his war, and no one is following him, he takes Qiu Xiyin and transmits it all the way.

Three days later, two friars, a man and a woman, came out of Linfeng City, braved the scattered snow and flew towards the ruining mountains.

"Elder martial brother, is this where you stained blood?"

"It's almost everyone else's blood here."

"Before that, how much blood has senior brother shed in the snow?"

"The monks who are after me are more likely than I am."

They are Yi Heng and Qiu Xiyin.

There will be a storm on the mainland. If we don't put an end to the island, we may not have time and opportunity in the future.

The thought of countless mortals being devoured and sucked by Zerg on the island will make you feel uneasy.

So the two of them flew to the transmission array for the first time.

There is no reason not to do what we can.

Besides, it was like his hometown.

At this time, the speed is far from that when the foundation is fully built. Even if it is not flying from LingMi City, it is only two days.

When she arrived at the hole of the transmission array, I'm afraid Xiyin just passed out and put her in the hole where the transmission array was located for a day's sleep.

One day later, I can kill all the Zerg on the island, then send it back and take her away.

The Mingxin Spirit given by the devil kunru mountain in the devil has no time to take it. At least she has to wait for her injury to recover to the peak.

"Shion, here we are."

At night, the mountains, white light, as always, never melt snow, more and more accumulated.

He two people gently fall on the hillside covered with snow, gently remove the snow in front of them, dare not make a little noise.

A moment later, the door with more than one person appeared.

The monk's memory was not affected by the snow.

After a cup of tea, a passageway appears in front of you. Two people walk towards the hole with excitement.

This passage is only tens of feet long. Even if there is no flight, it will reach the transmission array after four or five minutes.

However, after four or five breaths, Yi Heng and Qiu Xiyin are stunned on the channel. They don't see the transmission array. The transmission array still remains unchanged.

However, there was a nun in green sitting on the transmission array.

Heart beating, he immediately used his body to block all Qiu Xiyin behind him, and did not dare to run away.

Although the nun seems to be thin and weak, she can ignore his spiritual sense. How high is his cultivation? He couldn't imagine it at all.

But I'm afraid that as soon as I turn around and run away, I will die in his hands.

The fear in his heart was like an avalanche. If the monk wanted to, he would be able to crush himself to death with one finger.

And I will have no resistance.

"I've met my elder. We lost our way and came in to avoid the wind and snow. I don't know that the elder is here. We immediately quit."

Once again, I remember the first time I entered the attic of Master Liu Binghan. At that time, he also felt that he was being slaughtered.

But this time, if not for the naked eye to see, there is a monk sitting steadily there.

"See you always protect her, I will spare you once, come here." The friar has no friar breath. No, it should be uninhabited.

It seems to be integrated with the transmission array, with the air and the cave, with the nature.

Slightly open his eyes, two sharp eyes will penetrate into the heart, he immediately knew that today a lie can not have.

Because the feeling of palpitation just now is absolutely true. This monk really has the heart to kill him.

To forgive him once is to forgive him the lie he just said.

But at this time, she did not dare to refuse. Mingming wanted to immediately pull Qiu Xiyin, turned around and ran away from her.

However, the body slowly walked in the opposite direction, getting closer and closer to the ordinary to the extreme nun.

There was no word, but he knew that the monk meant to let him sit two feet away and let Qiu Xiyin continue to walk forward.

So, when he was two feet old, he sat down. Qiu Xiyin went around him and continued to walk towards the monk.

The monk took Qiu Xiyin's hand and seemed to be checking her injury. After a while, Qiu Xiyin sat with her side by side.

But Qiu Xiyin had a confused look in his eyes. Naturally, he knew that he was confused because he didn't know why to sit there, just as he didn't know why he would sit here.

"She is qualified to enter the Xunzi hall." The Friar's light words, but in his heart turned a huge wave.

This monk is actually a monk of the Xunzi Hall of Yimen.

For a moment, his nose is sour, his eyes are dim, his fists are tightly clenched, and his body sitting on the ground constantly twitches, suppressing his inner excitement and grievance.Qiu Xiyin choked for a long time, but he was patted on the back by the friar. It seemed that he was comforting the lost child for a long time. Now he finally found his destination.

How many years, how many life and death dangers.

From the island, I hope that when facing the pursuit of the second-order Zerg, and when the younger martial brothers and others are desperate and self destructed, they are even more eager that the people who change their doors can arrive.

But in the end it was nothing.

When I arrived here, I thought that I could find Yimen, find my destination and save the island.

But still homeless, nowhere to go, everywhere experiencing dangerous situations, struggling on the edge of life and death.

Yi men, but still home?

"I can guess about you two." The monk ignored his mood and continued to say calmly, "from the island, who can tell me what happened?"

When the friar asked, Qiu Xiyin, who had been holding back countless grievances, could no longer control himself and burst into tears.

Tears were like a reservoir that broke its levee, and could no longer be controlled. At this time, no matter how the monks nearby had just met to count the rest, they felt as if they had met their loved ones, and they hugged her right arm and began to cry bitterly.

Yi Heng can only sort out his ideas, invigorate his spirit and give a brief account.

"I didn't expect that nephew Jin would have such good luck. If he met such a sea animal in the boundless sea, he could still reach the island." An hour later, he finally finished the process.

"Not only to reach the island, but also to create Yimen? If you don't go to the island, I'm afraid he has become an array master by this time, and his cultivation will certainly reach the stage of transforming God. "

Although the friar is sighing, but the light tone does not take half of the feelings, so that although Yi Heng is close to her, but the feeling is far away.

"You have made a name on the mainland, especially in the battle of one man city a few days ago, which ranked you as the sixth top talent."

As soon as he was happy, he would eventually mention himself. If he wanted to, he would bring him back to Yimen, and he would find a way to rely on.

So he burst into breath and did not dare to interrupt.

"But at a glance, you can see that you are not qualified. It is only a deep chance that you can have this cultivation and reputation."

There was a big bang in his mind. Could he have worked so hard? In the end, it was just a sentence of deep chance? Has nothing to do with his hard work and hard work?

"Therefore, even if you are a disciple of Yimen on the island, I can't bring you back to Yimen at this time."

Yi Heng felt cold all over, and his mind was buzzing, and his thoughts were in confusion. For a moment, he didn't know how to refute it.

He knew the difference of his aptitude. If the monks in the world knew it, he would not recognize his genius.

"Naturally, the Yimen here are different from those on the island. Nephew Jin is just an ordinary disciple. He has talent in the array. How can the disciples of his school be recognized here?"

"But this girl is different. If she had not been comatose for a long time and had not been trained enough, I am afraid that she would have entered the period of primordial infant. Therefore, Yimen will certainly recognize her and even cure her soul injury. Then, she will be trained vigorously."

Yi Heng responds at this time and feels a little relieved. As long as Xiyin can be brought into the door and her soul is healed, it is also very good.

"No, if I don't accept my senior brother, I won't go either." Qiu Xiyin glared at his red and swollen eyes and said in a fit of pique. He moved to Yi Heng's side in an instant and grasped his right arm.

"It's up to you. This time, I received a message that you two used the Yi men skill in the immortal cultivation world, and you had already committed the taboo of the Yimen sect. You sent me out to check it out."

"I wanted to find out the reason and take back the skill of you two directly. But now that we know that you are the disciples of Yimen on the island and nephew Jin took it, it's not like stealing the skill."

"But if you two don't get in or you are too poor to get into the Yimen, then take back the skill. If there is resistance, kill on the spot."

In the light tone, he said cruel words, which seemed incoherent.

But listening to Yi Heng's ears, he was frightened again.

To recover the skill is to smash the elixir field and abolish the cultivation. From now on, it will be like ordinary people. Life and death depend on the will of heaven.

From now on, the road of cultivating immortals has been cut off.

Although his eyes showed the color of fear, but the heart constantly changing ideas, sitting waiting for death is definitely not his style, suddenly his eyes a light.

What she meant by this was that if neither of them could enter the Yimen, they would withdraw their skills. Now, Xiyin's qualification can definitely enter the Yimen.

"No, master. Xiyin can go with you to change the door, but don't hurt elder martial brother." Qiu Xiyin was naturally a wise man. With tears on his white face, he hissed and exhausted, as if with his whole body.

Once in Yi men, she knows what it means.

The people of Yi men never walk in the realm of cultivating immortals. How can she meet her elder martial brother?

The nun could not nod her head, whether she agreed or not.

"That's very good. You'll follow me soon. As for you," the nun thought quietly, as if she didn't know how to deal with it. "If you want to enter the Yi gate, you have to follow the rules of accepting apprentices here.""But in the name of top talent, lead the family to win the final victory?" Yi Hengshen asked in a deep voice that his greatest wish was to retain his accomplishments. He did not dare to ask too much.

"Yes, but even so, we have to see if there is a trace of possibility. After all, you have poor qualifications, poor future and insufficient potential in the future."

Yi Heng thinks that he has the "universal congenital Bagua pan", as long as you can find the location of the Yimen, you will be able to enter the Yimen.

But at this time, the nun seems to have no feelings, and she really dares not to expose the gossip plate. In case.

"If you really can't enter the Yimen, and if you use the Yimen skill too frequently in the mainland, and even teach others, then someone from Yimen will come to you and take back the Yimen skill."

The nun's tone was as flat as ever. It seemed that taking back the skill was like returning something. It was simple and easy.

Yi Heng eyes gradually dim, originally slightly excited straight waist, gradually bent down.

The people of Yimen can't go to the fairyland. It's no wonder that no one has ever heard of the location of Yimen. It's just such a big sect. Why do we have to make it so mysterious?

Now even on this continent, you can't use Yimen skill too frequently. How can you surpass the same level in the future?

"No, I believe you can. I'll wait for you in Yimen." Qiu Xiyin knew that he had a gossip plate and could enter the Yi men.

But at this time, I'm not sure that with the gossip plate, she will still look at the talent, but she always believes in him, omnipotent.

At this time, he looked at him with a trace of relief and inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Yi Heng knows that she is still afraid to drag herself on, so she has a trace of relief.

The inexplicable meaning is to go to Yimen first and practice hard until he has a certain right to speak. At that time, he will naturally help him to enter the Yimen.

From her clenched teeth and determination in her eyes, she knew that after entering the Yimen, she would try her best to help him as soon as possible.

"Are you two going back to the island?"

"Master, please go to the island. Maybe the Zerg are wantonly devouring friars and mortals." Qiu Xiyin imagines the desolation of the island, and countless Zerg groups devour in the secular world.