Chapter 437: The Storm in front of the Door

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Yang Yi's whole body seemed to be torn apart by a powerful force. His arms were intact, but his body was covered in scars and almost all of his internal organs were broken. However, the power of the immortal body around him quickly burst out with super repair ability, and was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And under this aftermath, the space *** was completely smashed. Yang Yi smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay! He is worthy of being a master of the seventh level of creation realm. It is indeed amazing. But this time, Chen Wu, you will be defeated, haha!"

After the space disappeared, Yang Yi directly tore the space and shuttled through the space.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and many monks' faces were extremely strange. They could hear Yang Yi's voice just now. Not only did Yang Yi not die, but he also tore the space and escaped.

This was simply a shame. The dignified master of the seventh level creation realm was killed by a small fourth-level cultivator, and directly killed countless guards. He almost rushed around the mansion, but in the end he could not keep this fourth-level cultivator. This was almost the most shameful thing for Chen Wu.

Chen Wu's eyes were extremely sharp, his eyes were like a knife, flashing with a terrifying light. He looked coldly at the empty void, and his face was extremely gloomy. He did not expect that Yang Yi's body would be so tough. After being subjected to his full strength, the Emperor God Fist could tear the void and walk away. He really did not expect this.

"Swoosh"

In the distant void, ripples of space gradually appeared in the starry sky. A man instantly stepped out of the space. His face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were extremely sharp. It was Yang Yi who had just escaped from Emperor Tianhong.

Yang Yi's eyes were extremely sharp and he murmured in a low voice: "I am worthy of being a master of the seventh level of creation. It is indeed powerful. Not only is it almost on the verge of collapse without breaking the body, but the soul is even destroyed instantly."

Yang Yi's situation is very bad now, but this is a strange star field. Yang Qian needs to find a place to recuperate as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

There are many stars in this starry sky. Yang Yi sensed it slightly. Many of them are cold and desolate stars. No one will be able to hide and recuperate like this.

"Swoosh"

Yang Yi flew over a star in an instant, where he blew his hand slightly and burst out a huge cave directly in the mountain wall. So he flew in immediately and set up some simple forbidden formations outside.

In the cave, Yang Yi immediately took out several ore veins, and his soul became sluggish because he was injured by Chen Wu just now. Chen Wu is a master in the seventh level of creation realm. It is not a trivial matter. He can destroy everything with one punch, and Yang Yi is already an extremely powerful existence.

Fortunately, Yang Yi's soul was extremely powerful and he recovered much faster. He reversed the time slightly. Recovering here for a year is equivalent to ten years.

Ten years have been enough for Yang Yi to recover. Although his body seems shocking, there is nothing in fact. Yang Yi once again realized the power of the immortal body. Just the breath of the immortal body made Yang Yi's unbreakable body almost have some of the characteristics of the immortal body, and it became so powerful. The real immortal body is not sure how powerful it is.

However, this is still too far away. To be promoted to an immortal body, more immortal bodies must be needed. However, it is very difficult. Finding a head is already a risk of life and death. It is even more difficult to find more.

Among the desolate stars, sometimes a monk may not be able to pass by hundreds or thousands of years, let alone a mere year.

A year later, Yang Yi's eyes finally opened, outside for a year, but for him who reversed the time, it was a full ten years. Ten years were enough to make Yang Yi rest and strong enough. Now his soul has not only completely recovered, but has even made progress, reaching the peak of the fourth-level realm.

"It's time to return to the Martial Realm. Now many elders in the Martial Realm are no longer my opponents!"

Yang Yi flashed with huge confidence around him, and his fingers gently pointed to the void, and a portal appeared in the space instantly, and then Yang Yi walked in instantly.

"Buzz"

In front of the Martial Palace, circles of ripples in space began to appear, and then a figure walked out of the space. When Yang Yi came to the Martial Palace, countless disciples were still waiting quietly.

Looking at these disciples, Yang Yi smiled slightly. When he came to the Martial Palace, he had never seen so many people. These monks came from all over the world in the Martial Emperor Star Domain, in order to enter the Martial Palace and become disciples of the Martial Palace.

However, it is not that easy to become a disciple of the Martial Palace. Just waiting outside, I don’t know how long it will take. At that time, Yang Yi was a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers, so he broke in, but these monks did not dare to do this.

"Swoosh"

Yang Yi flew straight to the martial arts palace. The one who was guarding at the door was actually a monk from the third level of the Tongtian Transferring the Sky Realm. When Yang Yi came, the guard here was just a guard at the first level of the Tongtian Heaven Realm. Otherwise, Yang Yi would not be able to break in.

However, when Yang Yi saw the densely packed monks in front of the Martial Palace, he also understood that so many monks would not be able to suppress them without sending a powerful master.

Seeing Yang Yi coming, the face of the monk changed significantly. He hurried forward and said respectfully to Yang Yi: "Senior Brother Yang!"

Yang Yi glanced at the monk slightly, felt a little unfamiliar, and said lightly: "Do you know Mr. Yang?"

The cultivator in the third level of the moving air realm immediately smiled and said, "Who doesn't know the great name of Senior Brother Yang now? I am also a disciple of the Martial Realm, so I naturally know Senior Brother Yang."

Yang Yi's reputation is now at its peak in the martial arts realm. This disciple is a disciple of the martial arts realm. Knowing that Yang Yi is nothing, Yang Yi just nodded lightly and was about to fly into the martial arts palace. But at this moment, a cold voice came into everyone's ears: "Hmph, why can this person enter the martial arts palace at will?"

Yang Yi was also surprised. He turned his head and looked over, but saw a man with a cold face, tall figure, but bright eyes. Yang Yi felt that this sentence was familiar, because he said such words before he came to the Martial Palace, but he was still stopped outside.

However, this man's situation was not much different from Yang Yi's situation at the beginning, and he was also stopped outside. The master of the third level of the air movement realm sneered coldly: "Boy, huh, that's a genius disciple of our Martial Palace. Senior Brother Yang, what are you? He is just a small cultivator of the first level of Tongtian. It's lucky to be a disciple of the Martial Palace. How dare you compare with Senior Brother Yang?"

The guard's disciple mocked him mercilessly. Indeed, in his opinion, a small first-level cultivator in Tongtian was indeed nothing, and he was the lowest-ranking existence in the martial arts hall.

The man's face changed slightly in an instant, but he did not act immediately like Yang Yi did. The main reason was that the gap was too big. Even if he was genius, there was no comparison between the first level of Tongtian and the third level of Tongtian.

Yang Yi stopped slightly, and a curious look appeared on his face. He had just seen a light of disdain in the eyes of the man. Yes, a disdainful look. Generally speaking, a low-level monk in Tongtian's first level was only jealous, jealous, fearful, etc. when facing the third level of Tongtian, but he would not have disdainful look. Such eyes were only the look that powerful monks would have when they were to some weak monks.

"Slow down!"

Yang Yi suddenly shouted to the guard, slowly flew over, pointed to the monk at the first level of the Heaven and said, "Can he enter the Martial Palace now?"

The guard looked at Yang Yi, then looked at the monk, and hurriedly said, "What did Senior Brother Yang say? Since it was Senior Brother Yang who spoke, there was no problem!"

After saying that, the monk immediately gave up the entrance road. A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the monk at the first level of Tongtian, but he still walked into the martial arts hall. Yang Yi directly grabbed a spiritual vein from the space and said lightly: "These are the thank you gifts from Yang to you!"

A spiritual vein exudes a rich spiritual energy, which makes the guard extremely happy. He is not a genius disciple, otherwise he would not have come here to be a guard. This spiritual vein can allow him to practice with peace of mind for a long time.

"Thank you Senior Brother Yang, thank you Senior Brother Yang for the reward!"

The guard was ecstatic and had a look of reverence on his face.

"Tsk tsk, a spiritual vein, and then took out a spiritual vein to reward. This person named Yang Yi is not simple. Could it be that the Martial Palace is already so rich?"

"The Martial Palace is definitely not rich enough to this extent. A spiritual vein is enough for a third-level master to practice for a long time. The Martial Palace cannot simply give his disciples countless spiritual veins to practice. Perhaps these spiritual veins are owned by this cultivator himself. He may be the prince of a certain empire with countless resources and does not care about this spiritual vein at all."

"That cultivator is really lucky. I had known that I had forced myself to break through just now, and maybe it could attract the attention of this disciple and help me and enter the martial arts palace soon."

"Hmph, if you want to rely on your true strength, it will be of any effect even if you have earlier. If you don't pass the assessment, you will still not be able to become a disciple of the Martial Palace. I believe that with my strength, I am more than enough to become a disciple of the Martial Palace, and I don't have to care whether it's early or late."
Chapter completed!