Li Yi congeals the line of sight, for a long time did not speak.
This peak is too high. It stands upright. It's impossible to fly up. It's covered by taboo, but climb up
It's a little difficult.
At this time, he thought of the magic medicine and could not help shouting in his body: "real dragon girl? Are you there, little girl? "
The latter was speechless for a while. She was a miracle medicine that survived from the time of gods. She fell into Li Yi's mouth and became a little girl.
Shaking the tree, she said, "what's the matter?"
Li Yi said with a smile: "I want to go up that peak, can you take me up?"
She suddenly is a flash, weak said: "brother, find a good place to be short-sighted! I'm sure there will be no residue left
Li Yi was shocked: "why?"
She said, in a solemn tone: "I once saw a saint who wanted to go up, but was shot dead alive."
She lived through the long years, and she did not know how many saints died on Jiuli mountain.
Of course, the great emperor is the exception.
That day, she saw a great emperor step on the summit, stayed there for several days, and then left again.
It can also be said that almost no one dares to go to the summit except king bimon.
Dead alive?
Li Yi is so tongue tied that he suspects that the elder is still alive.
Theoretically speaking, he has something to do with the elder. After practicing his sword sense, he should not be beaten to death, right?
Yeah?
Back to God, he sensed some power fluctuations and could not help but stare at them.
Not far away, several strong men are under the coffin, they seem to want to bring the coffin out.
Seeing this, Li Yi's face changed slightly.
Boom!
With several strong hands, the coffin roared like thunder, violent waves gushed out, which filled with a strong murderous spirit.
"No, let's go."
"Not five spirit beads."
"Whoa, whoa, big brother, you go." The elixir was in his body, and he exclaimed.
The coffin broke away from its original position and fell from it. From the cracks behind it, a thick black light burst out, cutting the sky like a sword.
Li Yi also reacted, his face changed greatly.
Those strong men were killed for the first time. They didn't even scream. The rest of them were retrogressive. Their scalp was numb and they didn't dare to stay.
"Is the legend true?" "Has the seal been broken?" the medicine muttered to himself
Li Yi also heard her voice and wanted to ask why, but the force of the coffin pressed over, and the murderous gas overflowed the area, so he had to go back.
Outside the region.
All the strong men of the bimont clan also felt that kind of murderous spirit, and their faces changed again and again.
Boom!
On the top of the peak, the man in Tsing Yi, who was as quiet as a Xin Shi, opened his eyes at this moment. His eyes were extremely dark and empty, like a vast starry sky.
He put out a bright white hand, very good-looking, suddenly pressed down, like five finger mountain pressure in the coffin, firmly locked it.
Roar!
The lid of the coffin shakes violently, and the creatures in it seem to come back to life. The deep roar reverberates, deafening.
Pen!
Yingbai's big hand threw the coffin back at will and blocked it in the crack again. The black light dissipated and the murderous spirit disappeared. The whole area was calm.
The big hand was gone, as if it had never existed.
Outside the region.
"What do you see?"
"I don't see clearly. What about you?"
"One hand, that kind of power fluctuation is very strong, is likely to be a saint."
"It's said that there have been saints sitting on Jiuli mountain all the time. I didn't expect it was true." The strong held their breath for a long time.
Compared with them, the bimont people are relatively quiet, but if you look closely, you will see the heaviness in their eyes and the stagnation of breath.
as like as two peas in the history of the family, it is very white, very long and beautiful.
Within the region.
The strong also stopped.
Li Yi couldn't help asking Shenyao: "what did you say just now? What legend? "
Shenyao faintly excited: "big brother, quick, let's go up."
Obviously, what she was excited about was the big hand.
Boom!
At this time, the earth under the peak, there is a violent shaking out.
Then, one by one stone giant climbed out of it. They were gray white in shape. Each of them was very tall. In the past, there were about a hundred of them.
"What the hell is this?" Li Yi's face turned white."Sky stone array." "It doesn't matter. They don't attack very strongly."
Li Yixin did, but he soon regretted it.
These giants can't wave, have no spiritual power, spirit or anything, but they are very strong, and each one is very strong, and the power of shooting is tens of thousands of Jun.
"Don't you say it's not strong?" Li Yi scolded.
"Cough, big brother, I don't mean that." Shenyao's tone was weak: "I forgot, you are still a heaven."
Many years ago, those who dare to enter here were at least in the realm of Huangdao. Moreover, the practice of ancient years was different from that of the present age. More or less, they would take some body cultivation.
Pen!
All of a sudden, a giant rushed over and grabbed him. Before he could react, he was thrown into the giant by an over shoulder fall.
It's over.
This is Li Yi's first thought.
Shenyao anxious opening: "brother, don't panic, let me come."
Pen!
It was a giant who smashed his body directly into the mud armor with his strength as high as a mountain.
After struggling to get up, he sprayed a mouthful of mud, his own upload suffocation pain, shivering, do not know where the strength, opened his mouth and roared: "tell me quickly, are you the saint sent to kill me?"
Shenyao was obviously guilty, and her tone was much smaller. She said, "brother, don't be excited. I forget that my roots are rooted in your veins."
She could get out, but she didn't.
In the end, the body of Shenyao was wobbly. If it was blown by a strong wind, the power fluctuation of the most holy spirit filled the whole body of Li Yi.
Whew!
The man rushed out of the giant's circle and galloped toward the peak.
At this time, only a few of the remaining strong people also escaped, different from when they came in. When they went out, the pressure was less and less, so it was easier.
Seeing those who came out, some people were happy and others were worried.
After waiting for half an hour or so, it was determined that no one came out, and some of the strong men in the big families turned pale on the spot.
"The black swordsman is still there."
"Ha ha..."
"The array has been startled. He will surely die!"
The strong men of the bimont clan still did not speak, but their dignified eyes became deep. The black swordsman was their only hope. Whether the bamboo scroll could be brought out or not, whether they could survive the catastrophe depends on this one move.