The purple light of Suo Yao's fist seal is crystal clear, and the overbearing fist intention sweeps through the void, and strong winds are set off in the three-mile wasteland. This is Qingsuo's last resort, and Xiao Yi has already understood the Suo Yao fist seal. This Suo Yao fist seal is used here.
The place is also its destination.
The purple fist seal collapsed the vacuum and fell towards the black stone ground. Dao Yun filled the air, and the terrifying coercion filled every corner of the wasteland.
The young man in purple clothes had a serious expression and his eyes were solemn. He also realized that this was not Xiao Yi's power. He vaguely understood something, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes.
Wow!
The black iron chains as thick as a bowl are clanging, with a cold metallic sheen, like black pythons, wrapped around the middle-aged man in white. His chest rises and falls, his face is rosy, and his body exudes the vicissitudes of ancient energy.
, I don’t know how many years I have been sleeping, and there is no sign of waking up.
Buzz!
The Suoyao fist seal was suppressed and melted directly after touching the black stone ground. The purple dragon wandered into it and blended into it. Then, the entire black stone ground bloomed with a hazy purple light, and thick light gold chains appeared one after another.
There are like golden snakes in the stone ground, and the cracks that were originally open on the black stone ground are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Done!
There was joy in Xiao Yi's eyes, but he fell silent immediately. The blessing of Suoyao's fist seal could only quench his thirst by drinking a dove. It could only solve an urgent need, not a long-term solution. The resentful spirits of the immortals in Zhenxian Cave would not be extinguished for a day, and their resentment
It will become stronger and stronger, and it will only be a matter of time before the seal is broken.
The young man in purple frowned. He had also thought of this, but there was nothing he could do at the moment. The news here could only be blocked for a while. At the worst, he had to wait until the Thunder Sword Military Department arrived. If the Yaoyun Sect of the Immortal Clan was able to get there first, it would be
A great disaster.
Thinking of this, the young man in purple couldn't help but sigh: "The reason why the Zhenxian Cave existed back then was because my ancestors who joined the clan were powerless. The immortal clan was so powerful that I could only suppress it with my own body, use the rest of my life to build a seal, and hope that with endless years
I came to completely wipe out these immortal clans, but I didn’t expect such a change to occur. Although their bodies were rotten and their vitality was gone, they gave birth to resentful spirits with endless resentment. This is probably something that my ancestors who joined the clan did not expect."
"If the Yaobing Road is opened and becomes an eternal passage, there will be an additional space node connecting me to the immortal world, and the Taoist soldiers of the immortal clan will definitely drive straight in."
Xiao Yi also frowned when he heard this. At present, it seems that this Zhenxian Cave has become the last straw that breaks the camel's back. If the seal is not broken, the Thunder Sword Army may be able to temporarily guard this dead soldier's path. Once the seal is broken, the immortal clan will be resentful.
The spirit is born and unites with the Yaoyun Sect of the Immortal Clan. The Thunder Sword Army may no longer be able to resist it.
Xiao Yi looked at the middle-aged man in white again. At this moment, the blood and mud on the ground were shattered, revealing a head of long white hair, spread far away on the black stone ground.
Three hundred feet of white hair!
How long it took to accumulate this, Xiao Yi could not imagine that guarding it alone, buried in the ground, even if he lived for ten thousand years, he would still be lonely for ten thousand years.
How much courage it takes to suppress tens of thousands of immortal clans by oneself. For a long time, he has been bound by five iron chains. This kind of state of mind is something Xiao Yi cannot understand.
...The time was shorter than Xiao Yiliang had expected. Just two days later, the fierce sound of killing could be heard from the black stone underground. There were clanging sounds of war, and even the sound of an immortal chariot being pulled. Immortal soldiers roared in the darkness.
On the stone ground, a vast battle map was revealed again. The vengeful spirits of the immortal clan were like the rebirth of the immortal warriors in that day. They held the immortal soldiers in their hands and kept charging. The golden light in front was bright, and they were torn apart layer by layer.
Opening up, Xiao Yi could clearly feel that the black stone ground under his feet was shaking more and more violently. The power of the Suoyao fist seal was disappearing rapidly, and it was obvious that it would not last too long.
The breathing formation was crumbling, and I am afraid that it will be completely disintegrated in a short time. In the past two days, Xiao Yi saw several waves of horsemen one after another, including rangers from the tribe, strong men from the immortal tribe, and even a group of warriors.
Immortal Master Wanru of the Immortal Clan was passing by on the edge of the wasteland. If it weren't for the breath gathering formation that separated them, he might have been exposed long ago.
Now he can only wait. Xiao Yi also thought about passing the news to the passing rangers of the Ru clan, but he was not sure that the first person to get the news would be the Ru clan. There were too many variables on the Yaobing road that he could not predict.
We can only guard this place and wait for the arrival of the clan warriors.
For two days, the man in white sat cross-legged on the black stone ground motionless. Five iron chains were connected to the copper rings. The patina on them had peeled off a lot, but there was no abnormality. The state of this ancestor of the clan was very strange.
Neither dead nor alive, he seems to be a living dead person. Although there are signs of life, he cannot muster his will to wake himself up.
... In the past two days, the situation on the Yaobing Road has changed. The warriors of the warrior clan and the warriors of the immortal clan encountered several times, but they all avoided each other. However, the solemn atmosphere made everyone feel depressed. Some casual warriors
It can be seen that the two behemoths are holding back, hoping to find the Zhenxian Cave first and take the initiative. Therefore, it is not that they will not fight now, but that the time has not yet come.
Two days ago, the vast battle map above the sky suddenly disappeared, which caused a shock. People thought that Zhenxian Cave had been sealed off again. Even those from the two tribes who were good at using formations were unable to do anything for a while.
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"Is Zhenxian Cave just a flash in the pan?"
On the Yaobing Road, in addition to the rangers of the clan, there were also loose cultivators of the immortal clan. Many people were speculating that perhaps there were indeed strong warriors of the clan who got there first, found the immortal cave, and strengthened the seal again. This made many immortals
The faces of the cultivators are very ugly. If this is the case, it will be the greatest loss to their immortal clan.
In the past two days, Jian Qingsheng of the Thunder Sword Military Division and the Five Saints of Yaoyun met in the Southern Territory. The top six young men fought against each other. Even Bi Kongyue, Qing Tieyi, and Yun Feng brothers and sisters all arrived soon after.
However, they were forced back by the Five Saints of Yaoyun at the same time, and the Nine-Yang Five Formation shook the Yaobing Road.
However, we could not see Xiao Yi's figure. The purpose of the Five Saints of Yaoyun entering Yaobing Road was obvious. However, we did not notice that the word Xiao Yi did not appear in the mouth of the Five Saints of Yaoyun.
In the breath gathering array.
Xiao Yi sat cross-legged, pulling with both hands, and the semi-substantial sealing god chains shuttled through the void, continuously superimposed, and finally fully materialized, falling into the black stone ground, and constantly strengthening the seals. However, such an action had a profound impact on the entire town.
The seal of Xiandong is still a drop in the bucket. Xiao Yi can feel that as soon as his sealing god Lianfu entered the seal, it was completely wiped out without counting.
In the three-mile wasteland, a layer of faint fairy mist emerged at this moment. The mist was lingering, causing Xiao Yi's blood to tremble, and he became resistant to such a breath.
The middle-aged man in white clothes sits cross-legged in the fairy mist. He is as rich as jade. He looks very young, but his hair is already three hundred feet white. It is hard to imagine that he has spent tens of thousands of years. He is a veritable ancient.
At this moment, he was motionless, but the mist could not get close to its ten feet, and was always blocked by an invisible force. Xiao Yi sighed, in the era of science and technology, the history of ancient China is only about five thousand years at most.
One person is enough to run through the entire history of ancient China. The years have left his mark, and he is a witness to history.
The third day is coming soon.
There was no warrior from the Thunder Sword clan passing by. Although there was a gap between Xiao Yi and the Thunder Sword Army, he still hoped that a warrior from the Thunder Sword clan could find him here. However, he did not wait until the last moment.
"The ideal is far away, but we still have to face it in the end."
Xiao Yi slowly stood up. Not far away, the young man in purple also opened his eyes. At this moment, the fairy mist in the three miles of wasteland was already very thick, reaching up to his knees. From time to time, the black stone ground under his feet could be heard vibrating, as if war drums were beating.
, the power of the seal is rapidly depleting.
Under Xiao Yi's induction, eight Breath-respiring grasses turned into fly ash one after another. When the last Breath-resisting grass was destroyed, this strange wasteland was completely exposed on the Yaobing Road.
boom!
Above Jiu Yao, the vast battle map emerged again. Immortal soldiers rushed to kill, and the sound of battle was louder and louder than before. Even above the three miles of wasteland, all the immortal energy gathered into one force and formed a pillar of air that rushed up into the sky.
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"Zhenxian Cave!"
"In the Northern Territory, it turns out that we have been accumulating strength before! The seal is about to be broken!"
There was a big earthquake on Yaobing Road, and almost everyone saw the soaring immortal energy pillar in the North Territory. On the sky dome, the vast battle map almost solidified, and seemed to be turning into a real existence.
In front of Sanli Wasteland.
Looking at everything in front of them calmly, Xiao Yi did not stop him. Delaying it until now is the best result. With the methods of the two clans, even without the guidance of this Qi pillar, the vision of the gathering of immortal Qi here,
They will soon be captured by the formation mages of the two races.
Turning his right hand, the five-color divine spear appeared in his hand. Xiao Yi's expression was calm. He understood that it was useless to hide it anymore. Whether it was the Thunder Sword Military Department or the Yaoyun Sect of the Immortal Clan, everyone knew him. Perhaps, he
You can choose to leave now.
"Why don't you leave?" the young man in purple said in surprise. He stared at the five-color magic gun and obviously understood Xiao Yi's choice.
"Why don't you leave."
Xiao Yi asked back, the two looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time.
Then, the young man in purple held his right hand emptyly, and a purple-gold war sword appeared in his hand. Purple lightning lingered on the sword, and a sharp sword intent spread out, revealing its sharp edge and completely shattering the fairy mist that was dozens of feet around.
"The name of the sword is Jing Lei, and my name is Jian Jing Yao!" The young man in purple said calmly.
Xiao Yi glanced at him indifferently, they looked at each other and smiled, neither of them said much. As for the identity of the young man in purple, Xiao Yi had already guessed, and he didn't take it seriously at the moment. He was in the purple sky thunder dust formation that day.
Generally, what matters is not status, but ability to survive.
The golden sea of qi was churning, and the Zhou Yao sea of qi belonging to Xiao Yi finally bloomed with its most original fighting light. His eyes were like lightning, staring at the first wave of horses that appeared several miles away.