Xiao Yi had already grasped the whereabouts of Yi Dingqiu and others when he got out of the formation. However, he did not immediately come forward to capture the two of them, but followed secretly. According to the methods of the Nether Palace, if there were no only these four people, but until the teleportation array, Xiao Yi had not noticed anything strange. If he had not been here, he would have been foolish. Perhaps he was worried that the three of them were about to escape. Xiao Yi suddenly appeared beside the three of them. Before the three of them had time to react, they felt that the immortal essence in their bodies had stagnated and could no longer move. Xiao Yi used his strength to lift the three of them, and moved it to the outside of Bixia Mountain with just one of them. The green light was shrouded in the whole body, and then passed through it.

“The Holy Lord is back.

"As the voices of the Qingxuan Sect's disciples, everyone looked up and saw that Xiao Yi had already fallen into the square and threw the three people into the square. At this time, the cultivators present had the opportunity to carefully observe Xiao Yi's appearance. Several people heard a scream. It turned out that among these people, they had talked with Xiao Yi, and those among the top ten sects who had participated in the collection of Nailuo bowing tools. However, one of the people who refined the Shensect's face was green and red at this time.

Xiao Yi didn't have the idleness to care about what these cultivators thought. He said to Yu Feng, a native of Tianjinsan, and others: "These people's cultivation has been sealed by me. What should I do, it's up to you to discuss and decide.

"When he turned his head, he saw the prince Yan sitting cross-legged beside him, looking at him with a sneer. Although his cultivation was sealed, the aura of the immortal still made the cultivators dare not step beyond the line for so long. Ying Cheng was angry when he saw this. He jumped over and wanted to slap him at Wang Ziyan. Wang Ziyan glared at him. Although he had no power, he had that invisible momentum.

But Yingcheng's body stopped one meter away. Yingcheng was stunned for a moment, and his face turned blue. He didn't expect that he would be frightened by the other party's glare and was quite unable to get off the table. After reacting, he wanted to take action again.

Xiao Yi flashed his body, held Ying Cheng's hand, and whispered: "Why be angry about a prisoner? Besides, he is an immortal after all, so it is not good to do this in front of the world."

Ying Cheng was actually not sure how to step down, and he said to Wang Ziyan, who was still sneering: "If it weren't for the Holy Lord's obstruction, I would have wanted you to look good today." As soon as I thought about what happened a thousand years ago, a murderous intent flashed through Ying Cheng's eyes.

Seeing Ying Cheng retreating, Xiao Yi shook his head. He didn't expect Ying Cheng to have not let go for so many years. If so.

I was afraid that there was some trouble during the heavenly tribulation. I let go of these things, Xiao Yi waved his hand and turned his strength on Wang Ziyan, and smiled and said, "Your Excellency seems to have something to say to me!" It turned out that the seal not only sealed his immortal essence, but also included the blood and blood around him.

All my breathing was locked, and I could only move my feet, so I could not speak.

Wang Ziyan took a deep breath before sneering at Xiao Yiyu: "Today is in your hands. It's Wang's skills are not as good as others. However, you are showing your travels here now, I'm afraid there will be not many days to have free time. Hey.. "

Xiao Yi squatted down, looked straight with Wang Ziyan, and said, "So, do you know who I am?"

Prince Yan sneered and turned his head away.

Xiao Yi asked in that very plain voice: "You don't say it or force you.

However, please help me calculate, how many levels can I use the Soul Search Technique to get what I want from your consciousness, and how many levels can you survive or retain your current soberness."

Prince Yan suddenly turned his head, Xiao Yi stood up, turned around and looked at the white clouds floating leisurely in the sky, without any emotional fluctuations. He said, "I'll tell you. Seventh floor, one minute.

I have seven levels of confidence to get my things.

And you may not even get a single point in the possibility of survival or becoming a fool among immortals. However, maybe you have not died. After thousands or tens of thousands of years of cultivation, you may be able to recover! Am I right?"

Prince Yan's heart was chilling. He could clearly feel that what Xiao Yi said was not a lie. If he really didn't cooperate, he even believed that Xiao Yi would take action immediately, but the self-esteem that had been erected for thousands of years made him unable to agree.

Xiao Yi was quiet and said no more words, and the breath in the entire square was also pulled by him. No cultivator dared to breathe a breath. The heavy pressure kept thundering in Wang Ziyan's heart. The silence made the impact of Xiao Yi's words multiplied. Cold sweat broke out from Wang Ziyan's forehead without realizing it.

Xiao Yi was still looking at the sky, with his mouth slightly raised. This situation was exactly what he thought and controlled. With his understanding of various rules and understanding of the nature of the heaven, the power of the soul seal had reached an invisible warning. Wang Ziyan had already become aware of the Tao. Of course, part of this is because Wang Ziyan's cultivation was sealed and he was slaughtered, and his mind was already a little confused.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi suddenly turned his head and opened his hand to slap Wang Ziyan's head, with silver light flashing on his hand.

"slow!"

Xiao Yiyu's palm stopped just an inch away from Prince Yan's head. The word "slow" also woke the cultivators from the heavy pressure. The heart couldn't help but beat violently. All things regained their vitality in this moment.

Xiao Yi smiled slightly, withdrew his palm and said as if nothing had happened: "Why are you asking me for trouble?"

Prince Yan calmed down his fear, and looked at Xiao Yiyu's harmless smile, and felt another shock. After a while, he said: "Holy Blood, because you snatched the Holy Blood."

"Holy Blood?" Xiao Yi frowned, recalling the fact that he had followed a few immortals to the Gods and Star Realm a hundred years ago, he smiled bitterly, but unexpectedly, that thing was a big trouble: "Holy Blood is no longer with me, what's the use of finding me?"

The prince said, "The holy blood comes out of your hands. Where did it go? We must check it out from you."

Xiao Yi's eyes flashed with silver light: "Is that thing very important? I don't know what it does?"

Prince Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know these."

Xiao Yi stared at Wang Ziyan and said, "Really?"

Wang Ziyan suddenly felt his eyes blurred, and shook his head, but woke up again and said coldly: "You don't have to use this trick on me. Since I said it, it's true."
Chapter completed!