Taiyi's long hair was dispersed, dancing in the wind, rising above the top. The loud shout was extremely powerful. Although it was not very large, it was very powerful.

After the words came out, all directions were silent. The great monsters were either afraid of Taiyi's power or secretly calculating, and they all became silent. Jing Yiyuan wanted to see Taiyi's style. If these many big monsters were drunk by Taiyi's words, it would be too boring.

Suddenly, a resentment condensed in the nine heavens, layer upon layer of ice crystals formed, and snowflakes filled the sky in an instant. The snowflakes were full of resentment. It must be because of the unwillingness of these great monsters. When Taiyi heard that the power of life and death was handed over to Jing Yi, he was a little angry and made these strange phenomena.

"Whatever I say is, I can't tolerate you talking too much." Taiyi's words were loud and undeniable.

Several big monsters were still silent, as if they were really shocked by Taiyi. The scene was as silent as a cicada, and the needle could be heard.

However, Jing Yi's intuition told Jing Yi that these monsters would never give up and would definitely be brewing murderous intent in secret and be ready to give Taiyi a strong blow.

Taiyi stood at the top of the supreme, and the ancient well was not emitting a trace of aura. He was one with the heaven and earth, and his body was in harmony with the Tao. His cultivation reached the highest level. He also said nothing, looking down at many ancient mountains.

There are thousands of mountains and mountains, and at a glance, the flowers and plants are hidden, but there are no creatures. There are shortcomings in beauty, and there is a little more loneliness in the vigorous vitality, as if it is just like Taiyi.

The calm wilderness peak was filled with murderous intent. At this time, Jing Yi stood up and said to many great mountains: "Although you are sealed, you can still use a wisp of power to fight me. Who is stronger or weak? You will know that in the same state, you are not your opponent!"

Jing Yi's words were very decisive, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword. Even the great demon of the past dared to fight!

"I am also in the Purple Mansion Realm, I will not be weaker than you!" Jing Yi's expression was stern, exuding a sense of fighting spirit.

Thousands of mountains and mountains roared together, trembling uneasy. The monsters were resentful. It was really ironic that a young man came and went to the hall of cultivation and dared to challenge people like them like mountains and mountains.

"They all have a backup plan. They fight rashly, but I'm afraid they will suffer a loss, but if you want to sharpen your knife, I can help you." Taiyi's tone was firm and his eyes were silent, but this was a conversation with thousands of monsters.

They are all giants of the demon clan, and there are thousands of people in the territorial field!

"Taiyi, how dare you look down on me so much! I will break the seal in the future and I will never stop with you." A big monster roared and roared with all his strength.

"No matter how loud the sound is, you still don't have the qualifications to stay with me." Taiyi turned his hand and pressed it into the void. The golden handprints pressed down, and the torn void broke the earth.

With one blow, it seemed that even the great mountain where the monster was located would turn into ashes, but Jing Yi clearly heard a huge sound, and the inside of the mountain was rumbled like thunder, as if it was about to collapse from the inside out.

In an instant, there was no more intimidating aura on the mountain, and the monster inside was killed by Taiyi!

Jing Yi believed that this was just the tip of Taiyi Iceberg. If he exerted his full strength, would he be close to the power of the immortal god?

Has Taiyi already stood at the top of the entire prehistoric world? What was his past story always a matter that touched Jing Yi's mind.

"Who dares to fight me!" Jing Yi roared, like a big bell, with a loud sound, shaking the sky, and endless sounds.

He was provoking a group of big monsters. Although these big monsters were sealed, they shook out a ray of power and definitely had the cultivation level of the Purple Mansion. If they were truly in the third level of the Purple Mansion, Jing Yi would be confident that he would not be inferior to the big monsters.

These are all peerless geniuses for thousands of years. The one who can become a great monster is not a genius, but has stepped on from the bones of millions of heroes.

Bang!

Countless mountains were chirping, all wanting to fight with Jing Yi. They, who were once a generation of demon heroes, could not bear the provocation of Jing Yi.

Jing Yi's internal combat power is terrifying. When he was a small five-type achievement, he had the strength to fight against the cultivator of the sixth level of the purple palace. His physical strength was invincible to the cultivator of the ninth level of the heavens. If he fought in close combat, his arms would be shattered by his punch.

With such combat power, I will naturally not be afraid!

"Young man, don't be crazy, come and kneel down and die!"

The big demon sealed in a great mountain emerged and condensed a purple phantom, with feet on top of his head, pedaling on the Lingyun boots, eyebrows and eyes like swords, and a purple-gold robe. His whole person was full of domineeringness and his madness was revealed.

Jing Yi took a step forward and was extremely fast. A stream of light fell in front of the figure in purple. The two of them did not speak too much. A fierce battle broke out. The figure in purple was arrogant and formed a magic seal with the other hand to confront Jing Yi.

This is a contempt for Jing Yi. He did not take a junior at all. He was confident that he could suppress Jing Yi with one hand.

Jing Yi was not angry, and the offensive was fierce. He fought close to the man in purple. If he wanted to quickly resolve the battle, since the other party was arrogant, he would see the price.

"Your hand is not needed." Jing Yi was extremely cold, his eyes were filled with cold light, and he raised his hand and punched him. With an unstoppable move, he slapped the head of the figure in purple in one fell swoop.

The man in purple didn't even have time to use his right hand, and the wisp of power he sacrificed was killed by Jing Yi!

A big battle ended quietly in just ten moves. The seemingly ordinary punch showed Jing Yi's powerful combat power.

The sixth level of the purple palace, close combat, kill instantly with one blow!

"Even if you are a big monster, you are in the same state, you are not qualified to be arrogant." Jing Yi said this and turned around to look at the mountains. His cold eyes swept across the nine heavens, and then another sound like thunder resounded across the mountains.

"Who dares to fight me!"

The sound echoed among the thousands of mountains, like the divine thunder in the sky, forever.

Taiyi looked at Jing Yi's brave figure, and his stubbornness and indomitableness seemed to be very similar to the one he had back then.

"I'll fight you!"

A handsome figure appeared on another mountain. The phantom was very clear. Although the traces were illusory, it gave a flesh and blood feeling. Moreover, the man had a sword-browed eyebrows, starry eyes, and a face that made the woman crazy.

He was wearing a white dress, and he didn't know what kind of ferocious beast changed, but his strength was unfathomable, as if he was a little stronger than the purple-clothed monster just now.

Boom! The war broke out, the Fire Dragon Fist of the Yan Emperor came out, moving forward, Jing Yi's blood was burning, his fist was extremely strong, just like a Vajra coming to the world, extremely brave.

The demonic snow is flying, but the earth is green. This completely different scene is sad. The two murderous thoughts collided, and it was biting cold.

Jing Yi waved his sword and walked over, and the sword was ringing and kept ringing. The sword energy spread across the sky, intercepting the white-clothed monster who rushed towards the sky. The white-clothed monster was also very decisive and spit out a Taoist bead. The treasure light flowed, which was extraordinary.

This is his natal Taoist weapon, and it cannot be a real weapon, otherwise Jing Yi would have been destroyed by both spirit and body.

The two swords swept away, and the sword light was fierce, and the two sword energy were ten feet long. They split the Taoist beads and cut the divine patterns on it to the point of being destroyed. This is a powerful magic weapon. The real real weapon can shake the sky and the earth and break through the great mountain.

But at this moment, it was just a phantom of the spiritual treasure, suppressed by Jing Yi's two swords, and even a divine sacred sac appeared out of nowhere, placing the pearl under his feet.

Jing Yi's heart was very cold, as solid as a rock. He came with two swords, with water and fire, and his strength was extraordinary. Every sword was slashed out, causing the bead to flash. The white-clothed monster also felt that Jing Yi's extraordinary strength, and his originally disdainful heart gradually took it seriously.

"The Great Demon's Heaven-Shaped Seal!"

The white-clothed monster roared, the white-clothed dress danced, and a long illusory hair fluttered. A huge white python seemed to have formed on the palm of his hand, with feet and four hooves on his belly.

He does not have the temperament of a white python at all. He is completely a white dragon. This is a alien species. He is powerful and has very strong natural qualifications. He can compete with some geniuses of the human race, or even surpasses him. No wonder he can become a great demon.

Jing Yi felt a palpitations. The white dragon seemed to have earth-shaking strength. As soon as the ancient seal was released, the whole mountain seemed to tremble, but his steps were very steady.

He evolved into the supreme fighting method and wanted to evolve the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Fist again, but this time he failed. He had not yet understood this magical method, and was still far from it.

"The Great Milling of the Five Elements! Suppress all enemies!"

Jing Yi's long hair stood upside down, like a magic sword, pointed straight into the sky, his handprint flew, and a millstone of heaven and earth suddenly flew out of his palm, colliding with the big seal falling from the sky.

boom!

The white-clothed monster was lifted away and his figure was shattered. He was in the third level of the Purple Palace and was no match for Jing Yi at all.

"You guy hide your craziness. You are not a cultivator in the third level of the Purple Mansion at all!"

Jing Yi's method of practice is different from ordinary monks. They naturally cannot see through Jing Yi's realm. Jing Yi is indeed the third level of the world, but the practice system is different and they cannot observe it.

Unless they come here in person, they may be able to find some clues.

"I am indeed the third heaven, but it is not the Zi Mansion. If you lose, you will be defeated!" Jing Yi said coldly. He used a sword instead to write, engraved the word "Scene" on the rock wall on the mountain, inserted the sword into the ground, and let out a loud roar again.

"Who else can fight!"
Chapter completed!