In order to explore Ixin's methods in detail, Yu Ci simply searched for more than a dozen monks, cast them with the star light of divine intention, endured the dizziness from multiple perspectives, and compared them from multiple sources. In this way, Ixin's methods were not understood, but he found that the fragmented state of Monk Zhengyan's soul was also a very strange among the monks of the Water Purification Hall.

In addition to the strict certification, the soul structures of other monks obviously fall into the normal category, including the one who is also a monk who is a god-sacred monk. Yu Ci scratched his head. Maybe he should have carefully examined it, but unfortunately now is not the time.

At this time, the star beams that were thriving in the depths of Zhengyan's soul. According to this progress, perhaps in ten or eight days, he would find out the deeper consciousness of Zhengyan. His mind had been circling around and confirmed that there was no other change. Yu Ci was about to withdraw. However, at this moment, under the illumination of the star beams, there was a certain flow of thoughts in the depths of the soul that was silent due to the ban, as if it was like a stream flowing in the deep valley.

woke up?

Yu Ci moved his mind out, but witnessed that Yan was still in a coma and there was no falsehood - it wasn't it a dream, right?

Yu Ci continued to think about the situation outside. The monks around him suddenly felt a stir. Yu Ci turned around and saw that burning black flames rose in the wilderness in the distance, turning into a cloud of hidden light in the night sky. The clouds rolled in, and the range continued to expand. In a blink of an eye, it was about to press over everyone's heads.

People see clearly that in addition to the deep-colored flames, there is a more dazzling golden light that seeps out from the gap. At the beginning, the dripping drops are like sand, and it quickly connects together. The strong contrast of light produces a huge visual impact, which hits people's hearts.

Monk Yixin clearly increased his momentum. At this time, the world was almost filled with the breath of this person, which made Yu Ci breathe hard. Even as soon as the golden light of the fire cloud shone, he felt that it was Yixin's indifferent gaze and his whole body was not full of energy.

"Let the monk calmly accumulate power...what is He Qing doing!"

Yu Ci couldn't help but complain, of course Gan Shizhen was right next to him, and he was just complaining.

However, perhaps it was because of the heavy resentment that under the golden light of fire clouds, He Qing, who had been inactive, suddenly let out a long roar, and the curse sound burst out, launching the strongest counterattack after the war started.

A "clang" sounded, as if someone was roaring his sword, but the sound was much heavier. The sound waves came into his ears, and Yu Ci felt in a trance that there was a giant sword above the clouds that was beyond the norm. It was swung across the air, and the sword blade slashed the wind, causing a hundred-mile rush.

The fire clouds in the sky suddenly shook, and the thick clouds tore a large gap of more than ten miles long. The golden light poured down, but it quickly twisted under the impact of the spell. It was not enough to tear a gap between the clouds, and it was parallel to the previous one, several miles apart. The fire clouds were separated again. This time, the golden light emitted from the clouds was even dispersed!

The whistling sound of two blows squeezed together, dull as thunder. However, the third impact came again, and the roar of high altitude suddenly turned sharply. The aftermath attacked, and it also shaved the eardrums!

Without any suspense, the fire cloud was divided into three degrees, and the huge "wound" could no longer be closed. The clouds between the three cracks were even more scattered like trunks, and the golden light was dimming even more.

"Using the magic to practice the sword, Aunt Qing's hand, Yunfeng Sanduo, is the first-class sword cultivator, and that's just like that!"

Gan Shizhen exclaimed softly, but soon frowned again. Just because deep in the cracked clouds, the dazzling golden light fell like water falling from the high gorge, rushing down, instantly filling the cracks. The light came even stronger than at the beginning, illuminating dozens of miles of radius as bright as day. The residents of Cliff City wanted to have another panic night.

Accompanied by the golden light, the heavy pressure coming from the head pressed all the Huandan monks who were flying in the sky back to the ground in an instant. At the same time, there was a "wow" sound. Several houses that had escaped the disaster in the temple were flattened to the ground. Not only the temple, but also the houses farther away. With just this wave, I don't know how many people died in a mess.

Yu Ci heard Gan Shizhen sighed softly: "This kind of war must go to the sky..."

The voice suddenly stopped. At this moment, people below saw a blurry shadow appearing under the golden light of the cracks in the clouds, but it became huge in the blink of an eye and became clearer.

Then a fire ignited in the golden light, and several slightly slender shadow branches bent and stretched twice in the golden light of flames, like an arm.

From this, the outline of the head and body is very obvious. However, the size is too large, one zhang, three zhang, ten zhang, or hundreds zhang?

Due to the distance and light issues, it is difficult for people on the ground to grasp the exact size. However, the shadow is becoming clearer and clearer. Yu Ci saw that as many as eight long arms, either panning, seals, holding a method/wheel, or holding a vajra, surrounding him, his expression was a ferocious and ferocious anger. He wore a skull crown on his huge head, and three shadows appeared under the golden light of flames.

Those were three eyes, because of their divine light, compared with the flame golden light, it looked like three black holes. But there was a kind of ripples that were as if they were substantial, spreading between heaven and earth.

"The golden body and magic image of King Jun Tu Liming... Yi Xin can actually condense into a golden body!"

With a clanging sound, Gan Shizhen was unconsciously pursed the corner of her lips, and finally shed a so-called "severe" look on her beautiful face.

Yu Ci shivered a few times. It had nothing to do with courage, but the instinctive reaction between the body and mind under the insurmountable level gap. But the reaction was only that. After the baptism of the "iceberg" in the memory range, Yu Ci had already had a strong resistance to similar mental pressure. He was like this, but others did not have the ability to do so. Looking around, he was the only one of the god-sacred monks standing around him, and those monks who were still alive would never look good on their faces.

"retreat!"

This was the second time Gan Shizhen said something similar. She pointed a sword in one direction, probably in a diagonal angle with the battlefield in the distance. When Yu Ci knew that she was not a hero, she responded and asked Shi Song to take the people to do so. He leaned over and took the monk Yan to take him back and prepared to retreat. But then he saw that Gan Shizhen had no intention of leaving and asked in surprise:

"Uncle Gan?"

"I'll stay here. Aunt Qing has to fight the enemy with all her strength, and she can no longer get out of the Fatian Juelao..."

The weak female cultivator spoke softly, but there was no room for discussion. Yu Ci was stunned and then understood again. He turned his head and saw that the Phantom Demon Golden Tower, which was originally locked by the thick energy and the shady smog that flowed out, had become active again. The outer energy was firmly eroded layer by layer, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

Yu Ci took a breath. He had never expected the chain reaction here before. If the vitality was destroyed firmly and the "Three Thousand Yin Demons" were dispersed, the millions of residents in the Cliff City might be no longer insignificant... He had not yet come up with a charter in a hurry, and Gan Shizhen next to him suddenly felt a sense of his heart. As soon as he looked up, his face turned pale.

Yu Ci took a step slower. As soon as he turned his head, someone had already been holding his chest and abdomen. He tried his best to fly to the side with him and the monk Zhengyan. In a flash, he was dozens of feet away.

Because he was flying backwards, Yu Ci could see the situation he was in just now.

A golden light, a ray of ten feet thick, connected to the clouds, almost like Optimus Prime, turned into a handprint that was overwhelming and silently pressed down. In just a moment, the ruins of Baoyan Pagoda, surrounding courtyards, adjacent halls, blocked underground palaces, of course, also included the strong vitality suspended above, and the ashes were destroyed. Then there was a huge wave of impact. The earth and stones, bricks and tiles turned into powder. Under the endless impact, the ground fluctuated like waves, and the height drop near the center was more than ten feet!

The monks of the sects who had not yet walked away were instantly blown into a rolling gourd. Some of them were lucky, and they were directly swallowed by the huge waves of impact, and their corpses were gone. Time flies, and the forty unconscious monks near the ruins of Baoyan Pagoda were able to take them out, but compared to the impact later, it was simply not worth mentioning!

The wave-like impact extends to ten miles away, and the strong aftermath is even wider than a hundred miles - an earthquake! It is a major earthquake that affects the whole city! The cliff city is shaking, and hundreds of thousands of houses collapsed in an instant, and the rest are also trembling in the aftershocks, and there is a danger of overturning at any time.

Everyone, including Yu Ci, was stunned. The rumbling trembling sound had overwhelmed everything, but even so, people seemed to be able to hear the instantly high cry in the city! A few miles away, people's mouths and noses seemed to be filled with blood.

"You bastard!" Yu Ci swears directly, but as soon as the curse goes out, the strong wind blows away, and he doesn't even know who he is scolding.

"It's coming!"

The light voice penetrated the wind and entered his ears. Yu Ci turned his head in shock, but saw that Gan Shi was really calm and more than imagined, but the traces of her eyebrows were as if she was slashed by a knife and an axe.

"Three thousand Yin Demons are scattered, adding 100,000 unjust souls in the city. He is going to massacre the city... I know who he is!"
Chapter completed!