As the white light flashed, Yang Yi appeared in the Bronze Hall.

"This Kou Zhong really can't help him!"

Yang Yi shook his head and laughed in the Bronze Hall, "But it's okay, if there is one emperor missing, there will be a strong man who breaks the void in the future, which is not a bad thing."

He has gained a lot in the years of the Tang Dynasty. The "The Eternal Life" presented to him by Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling was deciphered by him. He also tried to practice for a while, but he stopped at the last level and did not make any progress.

The last move to break the void is indeed difficult to see through.

He was not in a hurry. In theory, as long as he followed the martial arts skills taught by Yang Shenxing to fill the qi holes in his body with true qi, then 720 acupoints in his body were all in a piece of the city, and under the sensation of the heavens and man, he would naturally enter the realm of the great master, that is, the realm of breaking the void.

Since he has not reached this level yet, it means that he has not accumulated enough. As long as he practices step by step, he will never be able to reach the level of a great master.

What really tests him is the practice after the Grand Master, which is the real difficulty.

After coming out of the Bronze Hall, Yang Yi appeared in the air where he disappeared in the main world.

After landing, the transparent hole in front of the hill was in front of him, which was knocked out when the master, who was created by his long sword, was dodged.

"Good guy, he actually hit a small hill. This great master has indeed exceeded the scope of human beings!"

Yang Yi was amazed, "I can't do this now, but I'm not too far from this realm!"

"So what about the great master? I'll be hit by my sword. I'll tell you that I will remember for the rest of my life!"

He calmed down and continued to walk. Yang Shenxing asked him to send three letters. Now that one letter has not been sent out, so many things have happened. God knows what will happen in the second letter in the future.

He didn't know at this time that the Grand Master, who had his eyes blinded by his sword, was now cursing at him with gritted teeth.

Because Yang Yi was a half-step master who achieved in the Bronze Hall, he naturally had a great artistic conception of suppressing the heavens and ending chaos. Although he was hit by the masked man leader with a sword energy, the masked man leader was even more painful than he suffered after being stabbed by him.

The Dao intention in the sword injury cannot be erased, and the eyes of the masked man leader cannot be healed, and the essence and blood cannot be flowed drop by drop, and it cannot be stopped. Even the masked man ancestor can hardly eliminate this Dao rhyme for him.

"sharp!"

In an unknown underground palace, an old man with long beards and whispered away his finger from the eyes of the masked man leader and frowned: "This is not like the breath of the fifth heavenly being. The fifth heavenly being's sword intent is the purest, just simple destruction and death. It is the grand and majesty of the Taoist rhyme left on your wound now, and it has the intention of covering the heavens. It is quite inconsistent with the sword of the fifth heavenly being. Although the fifth heavenly being great, it is not so grand yet!"

The old man's eyes were like two balls of bright and unstable blue fire, revealing a trace of cold and cold breath, "Thirteenth one, are you sure that you were injured on the fifth day?"

The masked man leader, known as Thirteen Er, was already weak at this time. His empty eye sockets were like a small spring, and blood kept flowing. Every time a stream of blood flowed out, his breath weakened a little. When he heard the old man ask, he hurriedly said, "I have never seen the fifth heavenly man draw the sword with his own eyes, but I have seen all over the world. Except for the fifth heavenly man, who can have such a sword technique?"

He asked in confusion: "What's more, the only one of the great masters in the world is that he has appeared in the south recently. Who else can he be if he weren't?"

The old man with long beard snorted coldly, "There is no such sword technique in the world, so is there no in heaven?"

Thirteenth one was shocked, "The heavens? The child has never offended the heavens!"

The old man shook his head and said, "I just said that, it is unknown who it is."

He ordered: "I won't mention this matter for now, I'll find a way to deal with your injury."

He sighed, "Come with me!"

In this huge underground palace, there is a circular altar with three feet in radius. The altar is carved with strange runes. When the old man led Thirteener to the altar, someone had already brought a few stagnant people next to him, pulled out a knife and chopped off his head and grabbed a chicken, controlling the blood of these headless corpses from the cavity and sprinkled them all in the blood groove next to the altar.

The originally bleak runes on the altar slowly changed under the watering of blood.

A trace of green light lit up from the altar in an uncertain way. Runes were walking through the altar like flying tadpoles. Gradually, a cold wind arose, and the entire hall suddenly became cold. The butter candles lit on the four walls were extinguished at the same time. The blood in Shisan'er's eyes had just flowed out and was already condensed by the cold air.

In the gust of cold wind, the green light on the altar instantly intertwine into a light film that was rippling like water waves. The old man flicked his fingers, and a drop of blood flew out from his fingertips and merged into the light film.

The wrinkled light film suddenly stabilized, like a huge mirror, reflecting the entire hall all green, as if there was endless space hidden behind this light film.

A figure with his back to them slowly emerged from the "mirror", and the voice came out from it, "Juan, what happened?"

The sound was sonorous and powerful, and was as majestic as an invisible mountain, pressing towards everyone. Except for the old man and Thirteen Er, the rest of the hall were pressed down by this sound and fell to the ground.

When this figure appeared in front of Thiraner and the old man, the old man had already kneeled down and lowered his head. However, Thiraner did not react for a moment and looked straight at the figure in the light film.

The moment he saw this back, Thiran'er couldn't help but feel a feeling of looking up from the bottom of his heart. This back filled his one-eye, sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, and it was unclear and unclear. The more he tried to see clearly, the more he felt that there was a lot of fog blocking his vision. When he felt something was wrong, he could no longer control his body. Even if he wanted to twist his head and look at the back on the light film, he could no longer do it. His whole body was trembling, and his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding, and he flew quickly to the light film, passing through the light film, and reaching an unknown place.

Especially the bleeding left eye, it was sprayed out like a fountain, almost even the brain was sprayed out.

In just a moment, most of the blood in Shisan'er's body had been lost. Even though he was at the level of a great master, he was so scared that he was unable to possess his body. However, his body was fixed by a strange force. Not to mention moving, he could not even say even if he opened his mouth to ask for help. His knees had already fallen down and he had already knelt down and kowtowed.

The old man named Juan, when he heard the back of the light film, hurriedly knocked on the ground, stood up, and said: "Your Majesty, the thirteenth child of the old minister was severely injured, and the injury was hard to be eliminated. The old minister had no choice but to disturb His Majesty's cultivation and hoped that His Majesty would rescue him."

"oh?"

The sound of the back of his back in the light curtain was slightly surprised, "Is it something you can't handle? Who took action? The fifth heavenly man? Or the immortal in the lower realm?"

He laughed softly, and the entire light film kept shaking and wrinkling with his laughter, "Interesting, who is the master..."

Juan said: "The old minister really doesn't know."

While talking, Hu An clearly saw that the blood that had just flew out of Thiran'er's body had appeared next to his back in the light curtain at some point. Then the man stretched out his hand and disappeared into his palm, as if he had already sucked into his body.

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and the tall figure who was called His Majesty by Juan suddenly shook, as if he was bitten by a poisonous snake, and the blood that had just absorbed instantly flew out of his palm, but only part of it flew out, and another part had already occupied it.

An angry shout rang out, "What is this?"

Juan suddenly remembered that the blood that emerged from Shisan'er also contained the true meaning of martial arts that hurt him at the time, but now it has been absorbed by His Majesty!

Juan was shocked, "Your Majesty..."

Before he finished speaking, the green light film in front of him suddenly dissipated, and only an extremely angry roar echoed in the hall, "Jun, you are so brave!"

The sound rumbled, shaking the entire hall.

"puff!"

After Thirteener, who was already half dead, was yelled by this voice, his head swelled rapidly and burst out immediately, his brain was emitting everywhere, and he died instantly.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!