"Is that the power of the demon element? Who allowed him to forcibly control it?"

At this moment, Xiao Yi was not seriously injured, but he was weak and sat down cross-legged.

All the chief palace masters breathed a sigh of relief.

But at the same time, six pairs of dissatisfied eyes fell on Senior Luo and the Master of Shura Hall.

Senior Luo's face was indifferent, "The Yinhu Emperor is a creature that has existed since the beginning of the world. It is extremely mysterious."

"How could I know that its power is so overbearing?"

The master of Tianji Palace said displeasedly, "I don't know this or that, but you still want this kid to practice palm cultivation?"

The Lord of the Shura Palace frowned and said, "There are no absolutes in the world. The power of the demon clan may not be able to be used by human warriors for their own purposes..."

The head of the Yan Palace was dissatisfied and interrupted, "Old Shura, do you still have the nerve to argue?"

Half a moment.

Xiao Yi breathed out a breath of turbid air to calm down the unstable breath in his body, but he saw a group of chief palace masters arguing endlessly.

"Sir." Yiyi looked worried.

Xiao Yi chuckled, "I'm fine, don't worry."

All the chief palace masters also stopped arguing and walked up to Xiao Yi.

"What's going on?" Master Yaozun asked first.

Xiao Yi frowned for a moment, "Strong, extremely strong, but also extremely domineering."

"This kind of toughness and domineering is something I have never seen in my life."

The Master of the Yaozun Palace frowned and said, "I didn't ask you about the power of these silver beasts. How are you doing?"

"Me? Oh." Xiao Yi reacted and said, "There is no injury, just weakness."

"It's as if a mountain high up in the sky has hit you, and you've been oppressed by a lot of pressure, making your whole body weak and weak. It's just this feeling."

"You can recover after a short rest."

"Indeed..." Xiao Yi frowned, his doubtful eyes falling on the back of his hand.
Chapter completed!