Chapter 477

Yi Heng constantly thinks that the only person who can make him disobey the rules and start killing is Shen Tu Tian.

While the dry up and down, the sky is on the top, and the water is on the bottom, just like a masculine gentleman walking in the swamp. Although a gentleman can abide by the rules, he needs to be careful everywhere in the swamp. If he does not pay attention, he will fall into the deep water.

Is it true that before Shen Tu Tian's departure, there would be any conspiracy to frame himself?

But at this time the arrow was on the string and had to send out. So he jumped up and faced 110 monks who were ready to go, he roared: "go."

No longer thinking about divination, he turned around and took the lead to fly to the gate of Shifang Academy.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." One hundred and ten friars rose in the air, followed him and rushed down the mountain gate.

On the top of the twelve mountains, countless practitioners of practicing Qi and building funds could not help but watch with envy in their eyes.

As long as you can come back alive, you will surely become the body of your ancestors and have the potential to enter the practice of emptiness. Who will not envy you if you take a big step forward on the road of cultivating immortals?

"However, if there is a slight carelessness, we will bury our bones in other places. This is also the justice of heaven. Why didn't we do that in those days?"

The main hall is still closed, and the eleven ancestors of lianxu are drawn into their thoughts by this remark. They seem to recall the danger of entering the Baizu Dabi, and can't help but sigh.

"This is ten years. What will happen after ten years? We'd better practice with peace of mind in order to go further. " Outside the main hall, eleven clan leaders heard this and left in silence.

Yi Heng flies out of the gate of Shifang Academy with them. Looking back, the Castle Peak is still the same in Shifang academy, surrounded by fairy mist.

In the past ten years, I don't know if I'll be back like this or not.

When the friars saw him like this, they turned back one after another, and their eyes showed the color of remembrance.

Each monk obviously thought about his family, his own sect, ten years, hard ten years, can he come back?

"I will come back." Yi Heng gave a low roar, and other friars heard it and roared in their hearts.

Then he turned around and flew to the transmission array. This time, he no longer stayed, no longer remembered, and directly transmitted to the vast city.

It was still early morning and there were not many pedestrians.

Today is a special situation. Seven leagues and seven hundred and seventy friars represent the southwest to participate in the Baizu Dabi.

If you can come out alive, you can advance to practice emptiness, and even join powerful forces. All the monks who participate in it are very clear about this.

Therefore, all the monks who can participate are extremely excited and proud.

Who is not proud of this qualification and potential?

It's just that the rules of the vast city are not needed? Dare to fly?

Yi Heng asked himself. He looked up at several flying friars in the sky and hesitated a little. Flying in the sky was much faster and easier.

But as soon as he thought of the divinatory symbols of today, he gave up his mind and left on foot.

When they saw that he did not fly, they naturally followed him on foot. They just looked up from time to time and saw several monks flying by in the sky. They thought that it was the Dabi monks of 100 nationalities in this city who traveled in the sky.

Yi Heng does not speak, and other people naturally dare not ask more.

In the vast city, the streets are very large, and there is no problem for 100 people to walk. However, it is so powerful that it is rare. Therefore, countless pedestrians stop to watch and guess.

All of a sudden, Yi Heng looked up at the sky. They were puzzled. They also looked up and were shocked. At this time, in the sky, a huge palm print was shot towards the flying friar.

"Get out of the way." Before the huge palm print touched the flying friar, a voice sounded in everyone's ears. Although there was anger in the words, it was flat and incomparable.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..." Several voices sounded, and the friars flying in the air were instantly knocked down to the ground, vomited blood and looked up one after another.

But the huge palmprint in the air seems to have never touched them. It fades, fades and disappears in the air.

However, the shock is extremely huge, so that the entire vast city is still for a few seconds, as time stops at this moment.

Yi Heng's face showed a faint smile, heart, rules or have to abide by, no matter when.

After him, more than a hundred monks turned pale, staring at his back and growing taller.

Yi Heng naturally did not know what they thought. Even if he did, he would not care. After a stick of incense, he knew that the real impulse to let him violate the rules would soon come.

Walking from this street, you can see the left side of the gate of Saint devil sect. At this time, a hundred Zhang away is the gate of Saint devil sect. But two hundred Zhang away from him, a monk with a group of people also comes to the gate of pilgrimage demon sect.

If there is no accident, they will meet at the gate of Saint magic.

And the monk, with a smile on his face, just a trace of pride and resentment flashed in his eyes.

That monk is Shen Tu Tian.Yi Heng does not blink, his face is getting colder, but he keeps walking forward step by step.

Shen Tu Tian's smile became more and more obvious, and the color of satisfaction in his eyes became more and more intense. Especially when he saw the poisonous snake with broken arm behind him, he was excited as if he saw a treasure and his eyes were shining.

Yi Heng slightly clenched his fists, his palms were sweating, and the empty sleeves of the poisonous snake appeared in his mind. The desperate pain of ruining mountain being chased down for thousands of Li made his heart beat faster again.

The upper and lower parts of the shoes are changed into shoes. The dry is the sky and the water is the water. The meaning of shoes is shoes, and the feet are covered with water. Be careful to fall into the swamp.

Gently let go of the clenched hands, wipe the sweat on the road clothes without trace, squeeze a smile on the face and walk face to face.

Since you can't do it, pretend you're doing nothing.

"Ha ha, Yi Daoyou, long time no see, I don't know how are you doing now? I'm sorry that I broke one arm accidentally. Ha ha... "

"Shendaoyou, Yi almost accidentally hurt your life half a year ago. Is it too late to say sorry? What's more, when can Shen Daoyou restore his real name? You can't be ungrateful in life. You can't lose your family name for your son. "

But they stood in front of the gate of the holy magic sect, one left and one right, with four eyes facing each other. They had no idea to enter the gate.

The smile on Shen Tu Tian's face suddenly disappeared. At this time, he became extremely black and blue, and his hands were tightly clasped. However, there was no magic power running.

Just now that big palm print not only saw it, but also tasted it in person. He knew that even if he could be regarded as a top talent, he still had to abide by the rules in the vast city.

"What? Do you want to get back the snake arm

"Yes, Shen Daoyou, can you give me a chance?"

At this time, a group of monks pilgrimage to the gate of demon sect, which is 20 Zhang away from the gate.

The leader was dressed in a red suit, but when he saw the confrontation between the two men at the gate, he could not help but quicken his pace.

"Opportunity? Here, come on, hit me, ha ha. "

Shen Tu Tian looked very proud. He put his head together, pointed his left hand at his left face, and looked at him contemptuously.

"Bang." A slap in the face of the voice sounded, the monks on the scene were staring at them, at this time only feel a flower in his eyes, a shadow will fly out.

With a close look, Shen Tu Tian flew five or six feet away. "Bang bang" fell on the ground, rolled around and turned red. The whole man just landed at the foot of the red Taoist priest.

This incident made hundreds of monks gape and pause for a moment.

"Dare you do it?" Shen Tu Tian stood up and roared in spite of the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth.

"Ha ha, Shen Daoyou asked me to fight. Naturally, we have to fight. We all heard that it was Shen Daoyou who asked Yi to fight. This kind of pursuit is really rare."

Yi Heng laughs. He didn't run his mana just now. With the power of his body, he swings his right palm and flies Shentu Tian.

No running mana, no violation.

"Stop it." The fallen Shentu had no time to wipe off the bloodstain on his mouth. Seeing that the monk did not appear here, he could not help but look disappointed.

And the friars he brought to him reacted, ran his mana, and was ready to do it.

Yi Heng also waved his hand behind him. As soon as the magic weapon came out, he immediately let the sitting friars feel that what was waiting for them was not only slapped down from the sky like just now.

"Ha ha, Yi Daoyou and Shen Daoyou might as well have a fight between life and death. If you want to bet on yidaoyou, you can bet on all your wealth. Ha ha."

The red monk stopped, didn't bend his waist, looked down at Shen Tu Tian at his feet, then looked up and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Shen Tu Tian's face turned red again. At this time, he was humiliated. After stopping the monks he had brought, he sat up.

But when he didn't get up, he sat on the ground and wiped off the bloodstain from the corners of his mouth. He looked at him with resentment and called out: "come on, kill me, dare you?"

"Thank you for your trust, but Yi bet Shen Daoyou didn't dare to fight me to death. Ha ha."

Seeing that Shen Tu Tian was playing a rogue, Yi Heng had to irritate himself. He immediately suppressed his anger and bowed his hand to the monk in red.

"Yi Heng Yi Bai Sha, Yi Dao friend, why don't you and I fight each other?" The red Friar's face shone again.

Ignoring Shen Tu Tian at his feet, he continued to walk forward until he was two feet away from him.

"Nanlihuo, Liren Wang, Lidao friend, are you sure it is now?" Naturally, he would not be afraid, even in front of him was the famous nanlihuo.

"Ha ha, not bad, not right now. Please." The king of Li Ren made a gesture of invitation, but his eyes were fixed on him, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more fierce.

"Please, ha ha." Yi Heng looks at him closely with his eyes and stretches the gate of the pilgrimage to the demon sect with his right hand.

"Ha ha, OK, let's go."

"OK, ha ha."

When Yi Heng saw this man act in this way, he knew that he was not a combative and forthright person, or he was pretending to be rude but extremely delicate in his heart. However, for him now, there are only advantages and no disadvantages for him.Naturally, Shen tutian could not kill him here. If he entangled him again and again, he could not control his anger, but broke the rules here.

Therefore, with a laugh, he walked into the gate of the saint devil sect with the king of departure, and more than 100 monks followed him.

Shen Tu Tian, with resentment, stares at the back of the two groups of monks leaving. He gets up from the ground, slaps the dust on his body with his right hand, and touches his left face with his left hand.

On the left face is already red, a striking palm print is very obvious, the body runs mana, and the red seal disappears.

However, it was difficult to eliminate the swelling on his left face in an instant. The monks did not dare to laugh, but showed a look of common hatred.

Tongue gently licked lips, I do not know what to think of, right face suddenly showed a trace of smirk, roared: "go."

After stepping on the 500 level jade steps at the gate of the saint devil sect, Yi Heng felt his eyes brighten, and a thousand Zhang square appeared in his eyes. The ground was covered with jade, which made people feel unbearable to trample on.

Li Ren Wang seems to be familiar with this place. He points to the opposite hall and says boldly: "there is the hall of the holy devil sect, but we are going there this time."

Yi Heng saw that his right hand changed direction and looked along the point. He saw that the saint devil sect was indeed worthy of the first name in mainland China.

I didn't pay attention to it when I entered the gate, but I'm afraid the gate is thirty or forty feet wide. When I enter here, I can see a hundred Zhang hall standing on the edge of the square.

After the main hall, there are countless houses and buildings, covering a hundred miles of land. Around the hundred Li area, there are many high mountains, thousands of feet tall and magnificent.

If you want to come to this high mountain range, there is a huge spiritual pulse. Otherwise, how could the saint devil sect be built here? Now, how can you feel that the aura is more than twice that of Shifang academy?

From the right hand of the king of man, there is a high mountain at the foot of which is more than a hundred miles away. In the spirit consciousness, there is a figure entering the cave at the bottom of the mountain. Is that the place where we went to Dabi?

"Ha ha, we can walk in the sky here. Let's go." The king of the departed should rise up in the air and fly there with 110 monks.

Yi Heng takes back his eyes, lightly touches the ground, and runs his mana to catch up with him.

After that, sun Boda and others also flew up and quickly followed.

From time to time, some disciples of the holy magic sect walked through the square, some from the main hall or the house, and some even swept through the surrounding cave on the mountain.

He didn't dare to fly high, for fear of breaking some rules. He was safe all the way. The distance of a hundred miles was only half a cup of tea.

But the more you get to the front of the mountain, the more you feel that the mountain is huge, just like a giant beast. The mouth of a hundred Zhangs at the foot of the mountain is the big mouth of the beast, which will devour them all.

It was only when he flew directly into the cave that he fell to the ground. Naturally, he learned from him.

Just after entering the cave entrance, I found that the huge mountain seemed to be hollowed out. The flat land that could accommodate thousands of people appeared in front of us. Countless precious stones glittered around, illuminating the whole entrance of the mountain.

And the spirit inside the mountain is four or five times stronger than that outside. He cuts his feet gently. In the mountains at the foot of the mountain, maybe it is the best spirit pulse, the best spirit pulse.

He was a little clear about the difference of spiritual veins. In Yimen mountain on the island, there were only the poorest and the lowest spiritual veins, and even the middle grade spirit stones were rarely produced.

Under the more than ten peaks of Shifang academy, there are top-grade spirit veins, which can produce high-quality spirit stones and provide tens of thousands of disciples to practice.

Here, it must be the best spirit pulse. If you can sneak into the spirit pulse, you can surely find the best spirit stone.

The actual value of the best spirit stone can be much higher than the surface value, and it can be used to break through the golden elixir and upgrade the yuan baby.

Now, there is the best spirit vein that makes him hang on. He wants to go in and dig it out. But now, he can only pretend to be nothing and go inside.

More than 200 people walked forward side by side, as if they were afraid to wake the giant beast. There was no sound at all. In front of them, four or five hundred monks turned their heads and looked at them.

"Gather here first." Yi Hengxun's reputation went, and he saw an old monk in grey clothes standing in front of the four or five hundred friars.

His face looked very old, and there was no monk's breath on his face. If he had not appeared here and his eyes did not shine, he would have thought he was an ordinary old man.

However, after seeing that the ancestors of each family were in close contact with the demon beast in the forest of demons, he knew that if the old man was not practicing Xu, he was more on practicing Xu.

If it is above the practice of emptiness, it is the ancestor of the holy devil sect. It is said that one person stopped several monks in the later period of practicing emptiness in the desert, and the monks who had broken through the period of practice of emptiness.

He trembled slightly in his heart. Before that, he slapped Shen tutian and others on the ground from the air. Was it from him?

How powerful and powerful.

As he approached the group and was thinking, the old man's eyelids raised slightly, and his eyes suddenly fell on him, and in an instant they were withdrawn.But he actually felt that one eye, from the outside to the inside to see all, even if his mind has been exposed gossip plate.

Obviously, he resisted to continue walking forward, but he could not stop at all. He went straight ahead until he reached the right side of Li Ren Wang, more than 10 meters away from the old monk.

His eyes showed a look of fear. He could not help but recall that in the snow mountain transmission array, he had this feeling when facing the nun in green.

"It can be seen at a glance that due to the difference in qualifications, the whole body cultivation depends on the accumulation of pills? At this time, although the strength is good, but the stamina is not enough, should we let you go? "

The old monk withdrew his eyes, and his old face even showed a trace of embarrassment.

He was shocked, and at this time he finally affirmed that the old monk must have the same accomplishments as the woman in green of Yimen.

To be able to see one's aptitude at a glance, is this the power of practicing deficiency?

"Younger generation..."

"Well, at this point, it's not in line with the rules to not let you go. The saint devil sect does not obey other people's rules, but others must abide by their own rules. You have done a good job."

The monk didn't give him a chance to speak.

I'm afraid that if I don't obey the rules today, I'm afraid that I can't continue to participate in the Baizu Dabi.

The consequence is that they can never enter the Yimen, never see Xiyin, and never return home.

seems to be afraid that the rules of the mainland are the ones who has the final say, including how to identify the top talent.