Therefore, Su Yi wants to use this drop of blood to shape the shape.

Su Yi didn't know about this poultry, and he didn't even know what kind of poultry it was.

Su Yi intends to start enlightenment now, and it is also a great help to fight this enemy with the spirit.

Time passes by, and this void has no idea where it is.

Su Yi, who sits cross-legged, is terrible, and the body of the **** mooring has a mysterious power flow, which has been slowly recovering.

The body is getting more and more crystal clear, and there is a fascination.

In particular, the wound on Su Yi's shoulder was completely restored at this moment, and even the scar was not left behind.

Everything is still going on, Su Yi has a mysterious flame, which is filled from the inside out, showing a hot atmosphere.

The light is more and more dazzling, and Su Yi gradually emits thunderous sounds, with mysterious power constantly impacting the flesh.

Su Yi's body does not move, the knees are as old as the old, the flesh is shining, the hot flame is integrated into itself, a kind of divine glow is filled out, bursting with undulations, if there is a mysterious force through time and space, since the advent of Taikoo!

\"Hulala...\" In Su Yi’s mind, the soul is fluctuating, such as ups and downs, with a kind of hegemonic spirit, like the ability to suppress Taikoo, proud of the world!

A drop of blood, containing the soul of the gods and birds.

The **** bird is afraid that it is not expected, Su Yi can use this remnant soul to cultivate the demon spirit.

At this moment, Su Yi is completely immersed in a strange state, like being isolated from the outside world. Only the diffuse light of the body is dazzling, and the breath of the body is gradually rising.

In this strange state, Su Yi’s consciousness is not silent. Standing on a fiery sea of ​​fire, a phoenix-like **** fowl flutters in front of his eyes for a few days, and he screams through the clouds and the flames roll.

Su Yi’s eyes were dazed, like petrified, and he fell into a certain kind of enlightenment.

"Oh la la..."

I don't know how long it took, the phoenix-like gods dissipated in the sea of ​​fire, turning into the flames and light of the sky, and rushing toward Su Yi.

Flames and light, submerged Su Yi, turned into light rain, and then condensed into the phoenix-like ghost of the gods, passing through Su Yi.

Su Yi's petrochemical-like double scorpion, only that phoenix-like poultry undulates in the sea of ​​fire, sinking, flapping the wings...

"Hey..."

This piece of fire, gradually erupted from the wind and thunder, the endless, smog, contains a lot of mystery, endless.

In the end, the phoenix-like ghosts and shadows, dancing around Su Yi, fluttering and swaying, the fire sea around the Su Yi around the waves, everything is amazing.

At this moment, Su Yi can be turned into a phoenix-like **** of poultry at any time. He can shake his wings and hit the sky, picking up waves and burning the sky.

However, Su Yi is still a human figure, but that shadow is shrouded in the shadows, just like a combination with Su Yi, turned into a kind of Tao.

At this moment, from Su Yi, there is a kind of terrible demon in the pervasive, the demon of the Supreme, can suppress hundreds of millions of people!

All this, no one saw it.

If there is a strong person at this moment to see such a scene, it will certainly be stunned.

In the outside world, Su Yi is like Yaoyang, his breath is terrible, his body is shining, and there are many mysteries.

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Wan Jian battlefield.

This time, the Wanjian Conference was the most depressing time for all the outside disciples of the Excalibur, the inner disciples and the pro-disciples.

"In the sword stone, where is the sword stone?"

"In the nest of the monsters of the demon spirits, there should be sword-stones, but why are you missing? So soon, someone will be the first to get there!"

"Master said that there are many medicinal herbs in the battlefield of Wanjian, and there are even many elixir. If it can be obtained, it will be beneficial to the repair, but why there is nothing!"

"I heard that Yun Lingfeng’s brother, Liu Yunchuan’s brothers, went to find the mysterious fruit, but even the mysterious fruit trees did not see it!”

"It's not right, so many wild monsters are gathered together, there is no way to deal with it!"

"..............."

In the battlefield of Wanjian, it is strictly confusing. Most of the pro-disciples are also helpless. It is very vain.

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These pro-disciples, they entered the battlefield of Wanjian, originally thought to be able to show their talents, even if they can not finally set foot on the sword, it can at least get a lot of benefits.

It was only in the battlefield of Wanjian that they knew that there was no benefit at all, and even the shadow of the medicinal herbs was not seen.

All the inner disciples and the foreign disciples were basically abolished, and they were terrible.

The mountain peaks, the setting sun shines, the glow of the sky.

The towering tree, the waves of the sun, the figure of a beautiful figure, the black hair is scattered, the orange clothes are smashed, and there is a temperament that does not eat human fireworks, and the super-dusty dust, if it is a fairy.

This is a 16-year-old girl, with red lips and delicate lips, a pair of clear and clear water, reflecting the glow of the sun, sparkling light, orange and elegant under the body, sketching the graceful arc.

"Hey!"

An eight-winged enchanting cymbal, like a dragon, full of black light, roaring like a beast, fierce and radiant, but now facing the girl, but the eyes are full of jealousy.

"You mean, there are a few humans who took away the mysterious fruit trees and also ruined you?"

The girl frowned, in the scorpion, a cold light stared at the eight-winged enchanting, the black hair was tied behind her head, and a few long squats from the forehead fell to the side, adding a bit of wild temperament.

"Hey..."

The Eight-winged Demon roaring seems to be saying something in the nod. There is a bit of grievance in the expression, and the heavy impact on the back is clearly visible.

How can the Eight Winged Monsters think of hiding themselves for healing, and they are dethroned by such a girl who looks small.

"Several humans, led by a sword..."

Turkic, the girl's eyes brightened, the scorpion shimmered, and a breath swept out of the body, muttering: "I will see where you are going this time!"

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Excalibur.

As the opening of the Wanjian battlefield is getting closer and closer, there is a sense of expectation in the entire Excalibur.

Some elders are still waiting on their own sword peaks, but the guardians are very busy recently, and they have to arrange disciples to hold the Wanjian Conference.

On the peak of Lingjian, many disciples are busy.

"Check carefully, don't miss anything!"

There is a mouth to protect the law, and the disciples are ordered to arrange Zhang Luo.

Wan Jian Conference, the real contest is actually in Ling Jianfeng.

Get up to sixty-eight disciples of the sword stone, and then you can go to the final peak in this Lingjian Peak!

Only the first sixty-eight disciples with the most swordstones can qualify for the final matchup on the Lingjian Peak.