Chapter 779

Yi Heng raises his head, opens his eyes and condenses his eyes.

Right in front, behind the word "Xun", which is about one foot in size, there are two tall figures sitting in the air.

It's just that I can't recognize my face.

But he could know that there must be a nun in front of him.

Next to the towering body, there stood a little monk in the air. Although he could not see his face clearly, he felt warm in his heart.

A frown move, even if looming, he also knows that the hidden face, he must be very familiar with the face.

I don't know how many days and nights I have spent with her since I began to cultivate immortals. I don't know how many times I have faced life and death with her.

Is she your teacher, Xiyin?

Yi Heng's grief turned into strength. He clenched his fist and pinched his nails into his palm.

"Creak, creak..."

The left knee seems to be breaking.

Eight eyes gathered on him at the same time, and the prestige came out of thin air.

"Click, click..."

"Qian, Kun, Zhen, gen, Li, Kan, Dou, Xun, ha! Poof

Under great pressure, he twisted his neck, which was about to break, and looked around.

The bloody lips were forced to close, but the deep single tone words could only be uttered in the throat.

Just want to laugh at themselves, bent chest rushed out a stream of heat, a mouthful of blood again.

He knows that today, he may not have a chance to speak at all.

In a twinkling, I remembered where it was!

"Tianwaitian, Batang now."

He recited two proverbs in his mind.

It turns out that this is Tianwaitian, where the eight halls of Yimen gather.

The eight towering figures around must be the elders of the eight halls of Yimen.

All elders are in the starry sky.

All the places in the starry sky have become immortals, and are really on the road of eternal life.

And the starry sky is so powerful.

Even if the real body is not there, you can kill yourself thousands of times in an instant by just casting a magic shadow on it.

"Where were you born with such courage? How dare you look up? "

Thick voice from the rear ring, add a point on the body, like real pressure.

His left foot was still on his knees, his hands were on the ground, his head was lower and lower, and the smell of blood came from his nostrils.

It was the smell of his own blood.

Without looking back, he knew that it was the voice of the monk with the word "Zhen".

Above the shock star, all are the soul clan.

He must be the elder of Zhentang.

In the soul clan, there are not many monks killed by themselves, but one of them has a deep background.

"Is it Xuntang who doesn't accept disciples strictly? Or did Xuntang give him such courage? "

There was a sound over the left side, adding a little more pressure to the body.

"Creak, creak..."

The bones of the left knee and hands sound constantly and seem to be about to crush.

In front of the starry sky, the four-tier peak's training formula doesn't even have the qualification to stand.

He put out his tongue and licked the blood on the ground.

A salty smell came to my mind.

I haven't tasted my own blood for many years. At this time, I miss the days of life and death in the past.

Only by constantly fighting for life and death, can we always remind ourselves that the road to immortality is narrow and there is no room for negligence.

"Well! Where is so much nonsense? People are here. What's your crime

Nearly kneeling and crawling, the pressure in front of him disappeared instantly, and he was able to raise his head.

But I still couldn't see the lofty nun clearly in my eyes.

I can't see the expression on the familiar beauty.

"Evil animal, kill our people, destroy our heritage, you can confess?"

"Evil animal, kill my disciple and destroy our inheritance. Can you confess your guilt?"

...

there were fierce questions from seven directions, and the pressure on the body was instantaneous.

"Bang!"

His left face bumped into the hard eight diagrams, and his mouth gushed blood into his left eye.

But he didn't give in at all, even with a ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth.

Force open left eye to look, is a blood red.

The lofty figure, the familiar body.

He suddenly remembered that the first time he saw a man with blood in his eyes was a tall man who was fighting with his own life and death when he was on a small island and had never practiced immortality.

Finally, the tall man was reduced to ashes in Xu Xianshi's fireball, but he was able to set foot on the road of cultivating immortals.From then on, all the people who made his eyes bleed had been killed by him.

Today, see the blood red towering figure? See the familiar body? Is that still the case.

"Well, evil animal? It's a good scolding. I dare to disobey the order of the general hall, violate the law enforcement Hall's rule of enforcing the law on behalf of heaven, and change the Lord chosen by shenlu. I'm not sorry for my death! "

There was a nun's voice in front of him. It seemed that he would be hanged the next moment.

But the ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth is more obvious.

Although it's the smile on the ugly face, which is pressed and deformed by the huge force, on the cold and hard ground.

He did smile because the voice was not familiar to him.

As long as it's not her! He thought to himself.

However, why hasn't she implemented her conspiracy with herself?

"It's not worth dying! Kill him

"Killing him is just a field training. How can you dare to change the world with his way?"

"It's a small matter that our Zhao family can't get inheritance. It's a big matter that we disobey the people chosen by shenlu and the orders of the general hall. It's not a pity that we should die a hundred times!"

...

his left eye sticking to the ground is forced to open in the blood. He looks away at the horizon and finds the person shouting.

It turns out that there are many monks standing on the edge of the huge eight diagrams.

Just from the beginning of falling down, I was always dragged by the eight towering bodies. I didn't dare to look around, so I saw them at this time.

Friar Zhao, friar Zhou and so on were all drawn into the blood red world by his eyes.

One by one, breathing eagerly, as if there were countless grievances and hatred of life and death, they came forward one after another to expose and accuse him.

He was crushed face, is still ferocious and terrible smile.

But only he knew that at this time, the smile was a mockery.

"What's your defense?"

There was a voice coming from the front. He was glad to know that the only chance had finally come.

There is no need to think about it. I raise my head hard, but when I am about to open my mouth, I suddenly feel another pressure on my back.

His face changed dramatically, and the pressure seemed to be the last straw to overwhelm him. In a moment, his chest was pressed to the ground.

"Wow Once again, a mouthful of blood.

Ready to speak and open mouth, at this time forced to gnaw on the hard ground, where spit out half a word?

In his blood red eyes, first surprise, then surprise, then despair, and finally sadness!

The last pressure on the back is small and hidden, but he can be sure it comes from the front.

There is the elder of Xuntang, the master of Xiyin.

It's her. She's not allowed to talk.

The whole venue was silent for a moment, as if waiting for his explanation.

But all he heard was the sound of his teeth gnawing on the ground.

One, two.

The towering figures sitting around seemed to be impatient, and they yelled out one after another:

"since you plead guilty, you will die!"

"Death

"Death

...

with seven low shrieks, his left knee bone smashed in an instant, but in the roaring pressure, only he could hear the sound of bone smashing.

"Click, click, click..." There was a sharp noise, and his eyes became silent.

"Well! People of Xuntang, even if they should be punished, it's not your turn to wait for them to fight! " As the voice of fairy voice brushed his back, all the prestige disappeared.

Although the pressure dissipated, he was unable to stand up.

What we can do is to lift our head off the ground, the teeth he chewed and the blood he licked.

"Elder Yu, shouldn't this man kill my descendants, destroy our heritage and crush him to death? Or do you think you can stop a soul

The voice of compassion came from the rear. As the words fell, a huge breath suddenly burst up.

In Yi Heng's blood red eyes, the friars on the edge of the Eight Diagrams all fled.

"Yes, Mr. Yu, you just stepped into this realm. Do you think you can be equal to us?"

"Well! Is Xuntang all over the top? "

...

breath bursts out from all around. Yi Heng, who had tried his best to raise his head in the eight diagrams, feels that he is about to be pressed into the ground, or even into meat sauce.

Just like the seven foreign friars on earth who were killed by him and pressed into meat sauce by the fat man's huge palm.

He just felt ridiculous.

It's not that I regret killing the seven foreign friars, but that I laugh at myself.

"Although I'm new to the starry sky, I'm just like you. I'm also an elder." The front nun paused, took a breath and continued:"Besides, although you wait for me to advance into the starry sky, isn't it also a layer of starry sky? Do you think it's better than me? "

The rear friar laughed and said, "ha ha, there are differences in the first layer of the sky. Do you want to have a try?"

The low voice spreads into Yi Heng's ear, he is in a panic, how can he hear any clue?

But he knew that if elder Qiantang changed his name from elder Yu to Taoist friend Yu, he would know that his hand was coming.

If they do, how can they survive? His eyes darkened again.

"Try it! Xiyin, go first

Yi Heng's mind "boom" a sound, although it has been determined that the petite figure is Qiu Xiyin, but at this time hear her name, still feel very sad.

Did she cheat herself?

Why is it that the policy of concealing the world and crossing the sea, which was clearly discussed, still falls into such a situation?

"Jie Jie, please go to the starry sky to have a try. The demon has no time to accompany him. If you kill him yourself, the demon will leave!"

"Yes, do it!"

"Do it!"

...

"dare! If you want to die, I will kill you myself! "

After a burst of drinking, Yi Heng was like a leaf in the strong wind and waves, and his whole body was torn to pieces.

On the huge eight diagrams, there are eight towering figures stretching out their illusory right hand and pinching a blood red body on the white dot in the center.

One finger is enough to kill him, not to mention eight big hands?

Eight big hands arrived in a flash, and he collapsed on the blood without any resistance.

Just at this time, from his body more than Zhang Yu, suddenly tear out a void crack, a thin hand stretched out from the crack, curved ring finger will hook him up.

"Good courage!"

"To die!"

...

seven angry roars sounded, and seven eight foot right palms suddenly hit the thin hand.

"If you dare to punish me, I won't do it again!"

A distant voice came from the void, and the thin thumb and index finger closed in an instant, "collapse..." Seven in a flash.

Regardless of the result, the thin hand immediately retracts into the crack, and the crack disappears instantly.

Disappeared together, and the ring finger hanging I do not know when the coma of Yi Heng.

But a breath, the whole huge eight trigrams, from the noisy to restore calm.