The eyes gathered on Jing Yi were even more intense. The 18,000-headed military achievements were shocked, but now he actually spoke directly and scolded the descendants of the Water God. The strength was enough to stir the nerves of the cultivators.

"Jing Yi from Huangfeng? Is that Taixu body?" Someone thought of something and couldn't help but shout in surprise.

However, after this one sound, the scene was silent, and the needles could be heard. The cultivators held their breath and did not dare to show their breath. Jing Yi was stunned.

The young man in white was as dazzling as a god, his cold eyes swept the Gongqing in front of him. His seemingly tender face had tenacity beyond ordinary people. The sky was unshakable and the earth could not bear it.

Gongqing's face turned pale, and he naturally knew who made the sound. The two of them had a feud in the prehistoric land. At this moment, Fuxi was not here, and no one was protecting him.

Jing Yi walked over and the people who came and went back on their own. An invisible murderous aura was surrounded by his body. No one dared to win back the enemy.

He was like a god of killing, and his strong aura shocked everyone. His long black hair was dancing behind his head, full of a crazy temperament. His just-in-one military achievements already showed the strength of this young man, and no one dared to underestimate him.

"Bold, you are actually rude to Senior Brother Gongqing. You don't want to live!" The disciples of Sanqingfeng glared at him, but in Jing Yi's eyes, they were just flattering.

Jing Yi did not look at him more, his eyes flowed towards Gongqing, his eyes were cold, and he spoke, "Come here!"

The fingers are erected, simple and direct. Although they have not named them directly, they are more shameful than calling them. This domineering attitude cannot bear it. Gongqing is a genius disciple in the sect and has never been so angry.

At this moment, Jing Yi exuded some aura, and based on his combat power, it seemed that he was only the seventh level of the Purple Palace. Although his military achievements were outstanding, they were not yet included in the eyes of some people.

"If you are not on the Dayan Divine Sword, why should I be afraid of you? I don't believe that Pure Land will give you such holy soldiers." The person who stood up for Gongqing sneered, feeling that although Jing Yi's military achievements surpassed Fuxi, he was not his true strength.

"Senior Brother Gongqing, you don't need to take action, we will take him off." Another person next to him spoke, with a conceited tone and full of confidence.

Gongqing wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. In a blink of an eye, a cold light appeared in his eyes. He stood there, looking like he was not afraid of Jing Yi. He let them die.

"Senior Brother Shouyi, you don't need to take action. We can capture him and leave it to the elders for disposal." Another person stood up.

However, although Shoichi was the first to speak, he was cautious. He was waiting for this moment. He couldn't figure out Jing Yi's bottom and didn't want to stand up. What he said was so loyal was nothing more than inciting his subordinates to let them take the initiative to test them.

The disciple of Sanqing Peak walked over with a sneer, and formed a magic seal with his backhand. A terrifying wave came out. This was a disciple of the Ninth Heaven of the Purple Palace, and he was about to become a seed disciple of the Dao Sect.

"You want to kill me?" Jing Yi just asked this.

"If you insult Senior Brother Gongqing, you should not be jealous of death!" The disciple shouted loudly, his handprints were intertwined, and money in the prehistoric realm was silly. Even some monks in the distance saw the abnormal movement here and turned their heads.

The disciples of this method are happy to hear about such things. Usually, there are many disciples of the Dao Sect, so they naturally cannot avoid fighting. As long as there is no major trouble, the two sides can fight one big battle.

Jing Yi took a step forward, and his hands were connected, forming a large seal of water and fire. The two Taoist forces were mixed together and a different force was generated. This method of controlling water and fire was extremely exquisite, and many disciples now sighed that they were inferior.

The big handprint was shattered, and a dazzling blood light burst out, passing through the disciple's chest, nailed him and flew up together. With a clang, it landed in front of Gongqing. The quiet demon soldier trembled and blood splashed everywhere.

The disciple was nailed to the ground, and the wailing sound continued, and blood splattered on Gongqing's collar.

"Are you killing me like this?" Jing Yi was proud and had never left Gongqing's eyes.

It is full of provocation, but the other party just dares not respond.

"Gongqing, if you are a man, come out to fight with me. Why do you have to let your subordinates die on your behalf?" As soon as Jing Yi said this, many monks suddenly realized.

Judging from Jing Yi's name, he obviously knew Gongqing. However, Gongqing did not say a word and let his subordinates die. In this way, many people were as clear as a mirror and knew Gongqing's plan.

Everyone turned their attention to Gongqing at this moment, as if they were asking questions, and they were lucky enough to gloat. Among the seven main peaks, they fought endlessly, and there have always been people who were inconsistent with Gongqing. It is understandable that this is true.

"You said this, you are too ignorant to advance and retreat. I thought you were just a madman, but now it seems that you are even more of a fierce demon." Gongqing could not bear it anymore. If he continued, he would discredit his reputation.

He entered the prehistoric realm and was different from Li Xiaofeng. He was doing things with his own eyes. Now that he has entered the country, his purpose may not be a match for Jing Yi.

"Isn't he an abandoned inheritance? How could such a terrible master come up? Isn't their attacking technique disappearing five hundred years ago?"

"There is such a peerless genius in Huangfeng. Are they really abandoned?"

Gongqing held these words in his ears, and his response seemed to push Jing Yi towards the throne of the gods. He hated Jing Yi, and even more hated that Jing Yi said the words bluntly, which made his majesty plummet.

Shouyi is a scheming person. He has long thought of this level. Although it takes no effort to interact with such people, as long as you control them well, everything is not a problem, but other disciples may not think so.

Gongqing did this, which was equivalent to breaking the taboo and pushing himself to the forefront. Who is he? He is a descendant of the Water God. He is born with a talent that ordinary people cannot reach. He practices the power of water movements for thousands of miles a day, and in the Zifu realm, he has no obstacles and goes all the way.

Become the pride of Sanqing Peak.

But in front of me, no one mentioned his halos anymore, and they were all attracted by the words "Wind Peak". Jing Yi's performance made countless people excited.

Huangfeng, which was once looked down upon by everyone, was ignored by everyone, a legend that could not be born is slowly rising.

"I think he is probably the strength of the Nascent Soul Realm, otherwise how dare he challenge Gongqing? Could it be that he has survived the three disasters and nine disasters?"

"The curse that Taixu's body is difficult to enter the Purple Mansion has been broken. Perhaps he has also broken this curse that has never been broken by anyone in ancient times!"

The cultivators were shocked when they thought of this. Just now, Jing Yi's fierce killing had already made the cultivators' spine cold.

Is he going to kill Gongqing now? If a small disciple dies, perhaps the senior leaders of the Dao Sect will protect him. If Gongqing dies, the people behind him will not be guaranteed to jump out and kill Jing Yi.

The disciple was still struggling, blood kept splashing out from his chest, dyeing the jade grass red, and the pool of blood was stained with strange flowers. Everyone felt the spear, and felt like it was stabbed in his body.

Puchi!

A blood light burst out, and the spear returned to his hand, and the couple was straight and straight, Jing Yi said indifferently: "Today, I will kill you!"

Wow!

Another shocking words were spoken out. The momentum of the scene was very depressing and scared. The law enforcement disciples could not control the scene and hurriedly sent someone to notify the elder.

Jing Yi glanced at the man, blinked his finger and shot out a ray of divine light, breaking through the earth.

The man stopped immediately and did not dare to move forward. Jing Yi's meaning was very obvious. Today he wanted to kill Gongqing and not allow others to stop him.

Jing Yi's actions and words already represent his position, and he will definitely kill Gongqing, and no one can stop him.

The demon soldier emitted a brilliant light in his hands, like a blood dragon, emitting a light that captured people's minds.

"You have also murdered me just now, right?" Jing Yi looked at Shoichi, and his god-like eyes immediately changed his color and took three steps back.

Before Shoichi could speak, a little blood was seeping from his eyebrows. He covered his head and even screamed, he fell to the ground. His death was terrifying, his pupils were pale and colorless, and his face was withered.

A colorful divine sword slashed out from his eyebrows and returned to Jing Yi's eyebrows. The powerful spiritual power made everyone's heart twitch.

Jing Yi completely tore his face. When he was in front of Gongqing, he was incredible and extremely fast, and even Gongqing could not react.

"You are arrogant. Today I will not kill you, the evil demon, here, and I will be a disciple of the Dao Sect in vain!"

Gongqing roared long, his face was as gloomy as water, his long blue hair danced around, and his body was full of blazing light, soaring into the sky. A large flag decorated with flowing water patterns rose from behind him, and it was embroidered with mountains and rivers, like a torrent, rushing down Shenyue.

"Is this the spiritual treasure I got from the prehistoric realm? Do you think that if you have this, you can compete with me?" Jing Yi sneered.

"This is my ancestor's spiritual treasure, which is enough to suppress everything! You are just a small cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm, but you can still make a fortune!" Gongqing's combat power was like a sea, spreading outward, and it was really like a big river surging around him.

"Fight!" Jing Yi had only one word, took a step forward, waved the demon soldiers in his hand, and came out with the colorful divine sword, which shocked Gao Tian.

Boom!

The earth not far away cracked, splitting a deep valley, with extraordinary demon soldiers, with peerless edge, and constantly cracking the earth. When Jing Yi's realm is improved, it is a matter of raising his hands.

The blue flag was waving, and the blue divine light surged overwhelmed, and there seemed to be countless scoundrels inside, rushing and making noise. When this power was suppressed, everyone felt like they were about to suffocate.

"Do you dare to come forward to fight me!" Jing Yi was excited and saw that Gongqing was timid, but instead hitting his Taoist heart.

Gongqing snorted coldly and ignored it, but it attracted a lot of criticism from the outside world.

"This Gongqing has a sacred spring of water to cleanse his body, but he dared not come forward. Is this young man really extraordinary and able to steadily suppress Gongqing?" someone asked.

"I think so, so is Gongqing, this must be afraid of Jing Yi."
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