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Chapter 246: Jing Ren Monk 5/10

This fleet is extremely large, with more than 300 warships of various types. It is vast and stretches for nearly a hundred miles.

In the center of the fleet, the captain's ship floated on the sea like an ancient camel mountain turtle. It was extremely huge. Just the baffles on both sides of the deck were like city walls, thirty or forty meters high.

This is none other than the Yunmeng Empire’s state-controlled ship, named ‘Mengshen’.

It is said that this Meng Shen ship was built by the entire nation of Yun Meng, who summoned countless skilled craftsmen, and spent more than two hundred years to finally build it.

The entire Yunmeng Empire only had one ship, which was used to suppress the national destiny.

Li Yizhi looked down at Meng Shenhao, feeling shocked in his heart.

This Yunmeng is almost a thousand meters long and about three hundred meters wide.

From a distance, it looks like a giant floating island on the sea, as big as forty or fifty football fields.

Fortunately, the Shenyuan Strait is wide enough to accommodate the passage of the Meng Shen Ship.

Two days later, the fleet slowly passed through the Shenyuan Strait, then increased its speed and continued to gallop towards the southeastern waters.

Li Yizhi hung far behind, taking his time.

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Half a month later, an endless coastline appeared in sight.

This is an extremely huge and wild continent, covered by tropical rainforest, with towering ancient trees and the roar of apes and tigers.

In the center of the continent, a large mountain with a height of several thousand meters rises into the sky. It is Tianjue Mountain, the highest peak in the Wilderness Continent.

After finding the Wilderness Continent, Li Yizhi no longer has to follow the Black Wolf King Bi Shihua.

He bypassed Yunmeng's fleet at a distance and flew deep into the mainland, looking for the Tianwu City established by Wugui Dao.

Half a day later, Li Yizhi arrived in front of Tianjue Mountain.

After seeing Tianjue Mountain, there is a large plain with a radius of several hundred miles. There are large areas of farmland and villages on the plain.

Countless savage slaves, driven by Wugui Dao disciples, worked numbly.

In the center of the plain is a huge city, which is Tianwu City.

After the Great Zen Temple was destroyed, Monk Jingren fled here with Qiankun Budai and some of his disciples, and took refuge in the Witch Ghost Way.

Li Yizhi did not cover up his tracks. After he flew into Tianwu City, he relaxed his momentum a little.

It shrouded the sky above Tianwu City like black clouds pressing down on the city.

"who!"

An old loud shout came from the center of the city.

Then, figures rose into the sky one after another, and soon surrounded Li Yizhi.

Among these figures, there were only four lean old men in black robes, and the others were all corpse emperors, totaling fourteen.

The Witch Ghost Dao is good at refining corpses and can fly into the sky and escape from the earth. The order is: Iron Corpse, Bronze Corpse, Silver Corpse, Gold Corpse, Flying Corpse, Witch Corpse, Sky Corpse, Corpse Emperor, and finally become the Supreme Demon King.

These corpse emperors all wear golden crowns on their heads, have wings on their backs, and have majestic faces. At first glance, they might have been thought to be heavenly soldiers and generals.

Each of them is equivalent to a martial arts master, and they are also invulnerable.

The four old men are Yu Wutong, the master of Wugui Dao, and the three elders, all of whom are masters of ghosts and immortals.

Yu Wutong and the three elders were on guard, staring intently at Li Yizhi.

You must know that they can fly because of the help of magic weapons.

But the man of this age in front of me not only has an unfathomable aura, but he also stands out of thin air, which is really unbelievable.

Li Yizhi looked at Yu Wutong and the others indifferently. He stood in the sky above Wu City, and his eyes were filled with black resentment rising into the sky.

This is because people of the Witch and Ghost Way act cruelly and often use savage essence, blood and souls to refine weapons.

Even in order to enhance the effect of the magic weapon, they will torture the savages in various ways.

Over time, coupled with the countless people who died while building this Witch City, the resentment in this Witch City skyrocketed.

However, in the center of Tianwu City, a large area of ​​pure Yang energy was rising.

This pure Yang energy is like the scorching sun, keeping the surrounding resentment at bay.

Li Yizhi knew that it must have been caused by Qiankun Budai.

This Qiankun bag is probably the skin of a peak human immortal, and its aura is as pure as the sun, which cannot be concealed at all.

He said calmly: "I'm here to get the Qiankun Bag. If you don't want to die, just get out of my way."

"If you want Qiankun Bag, it depends on whether you have the life to take it or not, take action!"

Yu Wutong's eyes were cold, he shouted loudly, and five corpse emperors behind him rushed towards Li Yizhi.

At the same time, he raised his hands, and nine black chains appeared out of thin air, locking them to Li Yizhi.

The other three elders also took action. Each of them had a three-day corpse king, and they roared and rushed forward.

Facing the siege of the fourteen corpse kings and the four great ghosts and immortals, Li Yizhi's eyes turned cold. His blood pill vibrated, and a majestic blood energy burst out, like a volcano erupting, impacting in all directions.

The eyes of Yu Wutong and the four great ghosts showed fear, and their souls that had just left their bodies were squeezed back into their bodies.

Then, they screamed and fell from the sky.

Li Yizhi raised his right arm, and his palm turned into a knife, sweeping around like a big axe.

The light of the ax suddenly appeared, and the sky and the earth were divided into two parts.

In an instant, the fourteen corpse kings exploded one after another, turning into countless pieces of flesh like gold and stone, exploding in all directions.

The four of them, Yu Wu Tong, are ghost immortals, and their martial arts are also not weak.

As a result, he fell from a height of about thirty meters. He was not killed, but his legs were fractured.

Li Yizhi was about to finish his mission of eradicating evil when he heard a loud shout coming from the ground.

A half-old monk jumped up and flew up like a cannonball, arriving in front of Li Yizhi. He was wearing a black and gold cassock and struck Li Yizhi with a palm.

"Dragon Elephant Seal!"

The Jingren monk shouted loudly, and Vajra glared angrily.

His black gold cassock bulged out all over his body, and his whole body grew half in size out of thin air. He really seemed to be a protector of the law in Buddhism.

Li Yizhi frowned slightly, then smacked his palm gently to meet Monk Jingren's 'Dragon Elephant Seal'.

Sonorous!

When the two palms met, they made a sound like gold and stone, a large area of ​​air exploded, and blood flowed like a tide.

The Jingren monk showed a look of horror. He felt a majestic soft force impacting him, which directly dispersed the condensed energy and blood in his body.

He flew backwards to the ground at a faster speed, and as soon as his feet landed, the huge power in his body spurted out.

With a bang, the ground sank.

The surrounding ground undulates like waves, spreading in all directions.

Countless bluestones on the ground were lifted up one after another, and then exploded violently in the air, causing the surrounding buildings to become dilapidated.

Monk Jingren was covered in cold sweat. He looked at Li Yizhi above his head with complicated eyes.

Because he knew that the other party had shown mercy just now, otherwise he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

The four of them, Yu Wutong, were lying on the ground, trembling all over, with looks of horror on their faces.

Under the pressure of Li Yizhi's momentum, they couldn't even leave their bodies. They felt like the surroundings were like a melting pot, and their cultivation was almost useless.

Yu Wutong begged miserably for mercy: "Master, we are willing to sacrifice the Qiankun Bag, please spare your life."

Just when Li Yizhi was about to continue his attack and kill these four people, he suddenly sensed violent fluctuations coming from the surrounding space.

Then not far away, a figure walked out of the void.

The leader is a young man wearing brocade clothes and a golden crown on his head. He is the champion.


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