First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 2608: It’s hard to calm down, let me help you!
Smoke spreads.
Qing Li is ashamed.
The purple long clothes were torn, the golden crown on the top of the head was split, and the long hair was scattered in a mess.
The jade-like face was sunken in a large piece, and it was unknown whether it was because of anger or pain, his body was trembling.
"Humiliate me?"
He stared at Su Yi with disdain in his eyes, "Childish."
His neck was still clutched by Su Yi, like a chicken being picked up, extremely embarrassed.
But he did not hide his sarcasm in his expression.
Bang!
Bang! !
Bang! ! !
Su Yi didn't say a word, just like driving a pile, the figure who picked up the plow hit the ground again and again.
Every time, the earth was shaken by the impact, and the dull sound echoed everywhere.
In just a few blinks, many cracks appeared on Qingli's body, like a piece of rag, beyond recognition.
Seeing that Su Yi didn't show any signs of stopping, Qingli couldn't hold back after all, and growled, "Enough!! Is it over?!"
Su Yi ignored it.
He's not trying to humiliate the other person.
It's just that the anger and hatred in my heart have not yet been vented.
Soon, as Su Yi smashed down the plow again and again, the ground sank by an unknown number of feet.
From a deep pit to an abyss.
"Hahaha, ridiculous, how incompetent it is to vent my anger with such will power as me!"
Qing Li laughed.
He was blurred, incomplete, and his face was shattered, which looked shocking.
"Unfortunately, that's all you can do."
Qing Li sighed, "After all, you can only stir up trouble in such a small pond as God's Domain, even if you are full of hatred, you can't take revenge on my deity. This feeling... must be uncomfortable, I understand .”
He laughed again
,"And I'm different, even if my willpower is destroyed, it won't have any effect on my true self!"
"If you think about it this way, don't you feel more aggrieved?"
At this moment, Su Yi finally stopped.
Throwing Qingli's tattered figure on the ground, Su Yi looked at him from a bird's-eye view, and calmly said:
"If I can destroy the Sanqing Dao Court, I will be able to destroy the Sanqing Temple in the future."
This is the first sentence Su Yi has said since the start of the war.
Words, looks, and tone are all calm.
But what was in the words made Qingli's laughter stop abruptly.
He gritted his teeth, as if struggling to get up.
But his body is not only damaged, but even the strength in his body is almost worn out, and he can't stand up at all.
In the end, he gave up and lay down in the dust on the ground, saying: "Who wouldn't threaten? But I'm different from you, I can tell you bluntly, it won't be long before I will use my will power to come down to God's Realm again! "
As he spoke, his eyes quietly became cold, with undisguised murderous intent and coldness.
"At that time, I will still kill the people around you, let them die in front of you one by one, and make you a lonely and bereaved dog!"
One word at a time, as if squeezed out from between teeth.
Su Yi raised his foot, stepped on Qingli's face, condescendingly, and said softly: "Then try."
Bang!
As Su Yi exerted force on his toes, Qingli's body exploded like paper.
Be trampled to death!
Following Su Yi raised his hand and grabbed it.
Qingli's wisp of will that was about to dissipate fell into Su Yi's palm, and was sealed by Su Yi with the power of reincarnation.
Next time Qingli dares to send willpower to God's Domain again, he will definitely be noticed immediately.
Done this
Everything, Su Yi swept out of this deep pit and came to the ground.
The sky and the earth are gloomy, and the land is a scene of dilapidation and decay.
The biting wind roared like a dragon between the sky and the earth, but it couldn't blow away the destructive atmosphere in the air.
Su Yi stood there alone, letting the strong wind blow his long hair, and quietly buried the anger and hatred in his heart.
The scene of Ji Heng, Jian Dushan, and Mu Bai reappeared in his mind when they were murdered.
An indescribable sadness and unwillingness quietly grew in my heart.
For a long time.
Su Yi spread out his right hand.
A wisp of samsara power emerged, and within it were three drops of blood floating and sinking, exuding different auras.
These three drops of blood came from Ji Heng, Jian Dushan and Mu Bai respectively.
Before the war started, Su Yi used the power of reincarnation when there was no time to send, and survived before the death of the three.
"In the future, I will try my best to save you..."
Su Yi stared at the palm, muttering in his heart.
He is convinced that the power of reincarnation should hopefully allow him to fulfill this promise.
But at this moment, he felt very uncomfortable after all.
Indeed, he has always been unafraid of the threat of the enemy, and has never succumbed to it.
However, this does not mean that he can just watch the people around him die without being touched!
The wind is like a knife, and the world is lonely.
Su Yi stood there alone in silence for a long, long time.
Until even the sound of the wind became quieter, Su Yi turned around and left.
Alone, walking alone in the night, drifting away.
…
Thousands of miles away from the ruins of the Sanqing Taoist Court, there is an ancient mountain forest.
In the mountains and forests, there is an old monk with white eyebrows sitting on the ground, and a man in brocade clothes sitting high on the branches.
On a rock not far away, a man in blue
The glamorous woman in a long green dress sat there lazily, holding a fiery red wine gourd in Xue Baiyu's hands.
In the mountains and forests, insects were buzzing, and it was dark.
In the middle of the three, a round jade mirror reflects the battle that took place at the ruins of the Sanqing Taoist Court.
Until the end of the battle, the white-browed old monk, the man in the Chinese dress, and the woman in the green skirt all remained silent.
It was very silent.
But it was hard to hide the shock in his expression.
Until the jade mirror reflected Su Yi leaving the dilapidated world alone, the woman in the green skirt raised her hand a little.
The light curtain disappeared, and the jade mirror fell into his palm.
Then, she glanced at the white-browed old monk and the man in fine clothes, and said, "What do you two think?"
The white-browed old monk let out a deep breath, and said: "Forgive me for my lack of knowledge and state, so it is difficult to judge this battle."
The brows are full of trance and dimness.
He is a God Master of the Nine Refinements, standing proudly on the top of the God Realm, but after witnessing today's battle, he realized how weak he is!
"I only have fear in my heart!"
The man in the Chinese suit said bitterly, "To tell you the truth, just watching the battle before made me sweat profusely, my liver trembled, and my heart was about to fall. This feeling... I have never experienced it before." .”
The woman in the bi skirt seemed to understand, or empathize, and sighed: "I am the same."
Immediately, she added: "I even regret seeing such a battle, the realm is not enough, the Dao heart is confused, and it leaves a shadow."
Her beautiful face is full of bitterness and remorse.
The beauty is bleak.
The identity and status of the woman in the green skirt is not inferior to that of the white-browed old monk and the man in fine clothes. She comes from an unknown place and her seniority is very high.
" to do things.
But now, just because she watched a big battle, it made her feel like she suffered a catastrophe!
"How strong do you think this Su Yi...is?"
The man in Chinese clothes couldn't help but say.
No answer.
All are silent.
Because no one can see through, and dare not speculate!
Seeing this, the man in Chinese clothes smiled wryly, and said with emotion: "This is enough to prove that old guys like us... have long lost the qualification to wrestle with Su Yi!"
I can't even see through the opponent's strength, but while watching the opponent's battle, my state of mind is shocked and impacted.
Who can't figure out what this means?
The white-browed old monk stood up and said, "I should go back and report to the Buddha."
He is from the Lingshan Mountain of Western Heaven, and he came here this time to inquire about news.
"I should go too."
The man in the Chinese costume stood up from the tree, "Perhaps... Only Lord Di E can see from this battle just how strong Su Yi is."
The woman in the bi skirt sighed and got up.
She was in no mood to say anything else.
But just as the three of them walked out of this ancient mountain forest and were about to say goodbye, they all looked at the sky in unison, as if feeling something.
Among the clouds, at some point stood a figure, as tall as a spear, standing alone in the dust.
Although they turned their backs to them, they still recognized it at a glance, it was Su Yi!
All of a sudden, the hearts of the three old guys who had been called ancestors in the world sank, and they felt cold all over their bodies, and they didn't dare to move any more, as if they were frightened.
"Send me a word, from now on, no matter who it is, no matter what force, no matter whether it comes from a foreign time and space, or on the long river of fate, whoever touches my reverse scale, I will perish
It is full of doors, leaving no one alive. "
The words echoed in the night.
In the clouds, that tall figure has disappeared.
The three old monks with white eyebrows looked at each other, and it took a long time before they let out a long sigh of relief.
The rest of the life after the catastrophe was like walking through the gate of hell. The feeling made the three old monsters inexplicably feel lucky.
Yes, there is no anger, no resentment, only joy! !
On the same day, the three of them returned to their respective forces and told the truth about the details of the battle and Su Yi's words.
On the Caixing Mountain, Die was silent for a moment, and said, "The Sanqing Temple is really too low."
This time, because of Qingli's actions, they almost brought them into the Tiandao League indirectly, which naturally made Di'e feel dissatisfied.
West Heaven Lingshan, the Burning Lamp Buddha paced back and forth under the bodhi tree, wandering for a long time, he couldn't help sighing softly.
No comments have been made.
Late at night.
Under the dark and chaotic sky, it is difficult to see the stars and the bright moon anymore, and it is shrouded in darkness like ink everywhere.
Su Yi walked aimlessly among the mountains and rivers alone, his robes rustling in the night.
In the depths of his mind~IndoMTL.com~ still has a hard time.
No one knew that Qingli's loud laughter after defeat today deeply stimulated Su Yi.
Yes, he can only run rampant in God's Domain now, but cannot kill the river of fate and settle accounts with Qingli's deity.
He... is still weak!
If he is strong enough, why is he so passive?
Just kill the Sanqingguan directly and just trample it out!
Unfortunately, there are never ifs in this world.
At the moment, he can only bear this difficulty alone.
"I can help you."
Suddenly, the voice of the first demon from the decayed scabbard resounded
Sound.