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"I can't wait to turn against the old guy when I will turn against you. This broken body has reached its limit."

The old ghost who had become Xu Yi's ghost had not entered Zhou Shirong's body and could not wait to urge him.

"It will not take a long time in these few days. Don't worry, whether it succeeds or not, I will return the Yin corpse to you."

Xu Yi, dressed in a blue shirt, sat cross-legged, and at this moment he was at the top of the Goshawk Cliff, hundreds of feet away from the martial arts venue.

Xu Yi, who achieved the fifth turn of the Invincible Golden Body, naturally did not die so easily.

The domineering attack of the Dragon Sphur of War God Ce was originally the result of his careful planning.

First, he was eager to take this opportunity to use the waste to make the Ming Shenzong, the Purgatory Venerable and others fight with the arrogant and domineering God of War Ce.

In both, he really wanted to try the limit of his body's ability to resist strikes. The simple evil aura could no longer cause a devastating blow to him. The dark red dragon emerging from the Dragon Sphere was obviously more fierce than the evil aura's attack. If he encountered it, he naturally had to try it.

The result of the attempt was barely satisfying him, and although the injuries caused were heavy, they were far from fatal.

As for falling off the cliff, it was naturally the fuse he set up. The ghostly words he brought to Zhou Shirong's performance were the torch that ignited the fuse.

At this moment, he sat opposite the cliff and watched the violent battles that ruined the world on the martial arts field from afar. How happy he was, he rarely showed a good face to Zhou Shirong.

"So you're serious?"

Zhou Shirong felt that the gloomy sky had finally revealed the meaning of a little light blooming.

"What's the use of my Yin corpse? What's the use of you?"

Xu Yi's eyes left the battlefield and moved to the seven evil spirit monument that was ignited with red blood.

The strange seven characters "kill" have already shined with six. The last character "kill" is also lit up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Shirong was very satisfied with Xu Yi's answer. It was true that Yin corpse had no effect on Xu Yi, and the only use was to restrain himself. Xu Yi's restraint of his own function so far. He had already seen that it must be for Zhou Daoqian to kill his father with his son, which was so vicious.

After Zhou Daoqian was solved, why did he need to play Zhou Shirong again? With the current ability of the thief, he really doesn't need to be a killer himself.

If you don’t need your own help, you naturally don’t need to control yourself. If you don’t need to control yourself, why keep your corpse and make yourself peep.

After thinking about this festival, Zhou Shirong completely calmed down.

"You can go first if you have nothing to do."

The last word "kill" is about to be completed. According to Mr. Su, the immortals are about to start practicing martial arts. Xu Yi has no kung fu and Zhou Shirong's nonsense.

After Zhou Shirong left, Xu Yi invaded the Sumeru Ring and was about to call out the birth and death realm to welcome the upcoming immortal martial arts. He felt the slight tremor from the mourning stick, and the blood river flag flew around in the space. The floating flag was trembling strangely, as if he had encountered a child with excellent toys and impatient.

With a thought, Xu Yi summoned the Blood River Flag. Unexpectedly, the flag was pinched in his hand, and a terrifying suction almost sucked the Blood River Flag out of his hand.

Xu Yi activated the domineering power technique, and the power of the Nine Ox was instantly generated. He barely resisted this extremely powerful suction force.

Then, the eye sockets became hot, and thick black fog gathered from all directions, rushing towards the Blood River Flag frantically.

After a change of thought, Xu Yi immediately realized that these black fogs came from the battlefield of killing and were the ghosts of countless deaths.

On the battlefield, there were corpses accumulated like mountains, and there were so many powerful ghosts, no wonder the Blood River Flag and the Mourning Stick had to react.

Compared to the mourning stick, the blood river flag's devouring ghosts is undoubtedly stronger.

Endless black fog surged towards the Blood River Flag, and immediately formed a terrifying vortex with the Blood River Flag as the center.

The red flag became more and more quiet and lucid. As the swallowing progressed, the color changed from red to dark. Gradually, there were fine patterns on the surface of the flag.

At this moment, a gentle chant came from the Seven Evil Soul Monument, and the last word "kill" was lit up.

Xu Yi was very anxious. At that moment, he quickly summoned another dragon-bound rope from the Sumeru ring, tied the flag handle tightly, and tied it firmly to his arm.

With both feet exerted force, a pit gradually appeared under the feet, and a little squeezed in. Finally, the two long legs were almost completely trapped in the rock.

Releasing the flag handle, a powerful pulling force immediately came from his arm. Fortunately, half of his body was embedded in the rock, he could barely resist the powerful pulling force.

After barely stabilizing the Blood River Flag, Xu Yi hurriedly called out the realm of birth and death, and his eyes were on the Seven Evil Soul Monument. The Soul Monument suddenly lit up, and the redness disappeared, and the Seven Killings disappeared, as if it turned into a pure white jade bi, a shadow of a graceful pure white jade man jumped on the bi, holding a long sword in his hand, dancing.

Each move and movement are harmonious, not magical, but they are natural. After staring for a long time, my vision is gradually pulled by the tip of the sword. When the spiritual platform heats up, the scene in front of me will be reunited again.

The sun in the sky emits a pale light, and the weeping willows on both sides of the road were also roasted to brown by this lasting heat.

A young man in rags was pulling an old cart, which was piled with solid coal, and at least two thousand kilograms.

The wide belt that had been worn with burrs was tied into a thin stream by a huge pulling force, deeply strangled into both shoulders, almost embedded in the flesh.

The young man's thin face was so red that he was black and there was no trace of sweat. It was not that he could not seep sweat, but that he was immediately burned by the scorching sun and was completely lost.

The legs as solid as iron blocks will be slim, and each time you push the ground, you will struggle out thick and hideous blue veins.

Like an old ox holding Mount Tai, step by step, facing the stove-like sun, struggling on the smoke and dusty road with difficulty.

When his eyes were yellow, a light of fire was faintly reflected. Subconsciously, the young man knew that his destination had arrived, and the tense Xinzi in his heart suddenly relaxed.

The moment the belt was removed from the flesh, it seemed like a piece of scalp was removed, which made the young man's vague consciousness clear.

"The young man from the old Xu family, come and take a rest quickly. The best days of the world can burn people to death.

Under the thick old locust shade, Old Man Zhang, who was burning the kiln, shouted weakly. The scorching weather made the thin old man unable to stand it anymore. He hid under the shade of the tree and slid his body so that only a pair of underwear was left.

The young man staggered to the tree, and finally landed on the ground, almost falling down.

Old Man Zhang held it in hand and found an old yellow gourd from somewhere, and quickly stuffed the mouth of the gourd into the young man's mouth.

The cold salt water penetrated between the lips and teeth, and the young man was so comfortable that even his soul almost broke out of his body.

Looking at the young man's black face, Old Man Zhang held back his heartache and took an extra sip of salt water before putting away the gourd.
Chapter completed!