Chapter 320: Seven Divine Pills!

"Your name is Hong Yi, right? It seems that I have accumulated enough power after being reborn in the Dragon Transformation Pool to come to you again! Your Taoist Dharma is really amazing. I think I have underestimated you, but next time I come back, I will be more than me!"

The violent dragon erection was conveyed from the Nine Fire Dragon that was tangled around Hong Yi's body.

A strong sense of danger suddenly surged in Hong Yi's heart.

Boom!

The body of the Nine Fire Dragon suddenly exploded.

The infinite "Sun God Light", "Earth Fire God Light", and "Wanxing Fire Light" shot from all directions. In the middle of the explosion, Hong Yi's huge body was blown off half of it, and the entire Buddha incarnated into an incomplete Buddha.

"The past is infinite, infinite life."

Hong Yi quickly circulated the truth, and his incomplete soul recovered, and the Nine Fire Dragon entangled in his body had completely disappeared, as if his soul had disappeared, and he could not even see the subtle thoughts.

"In the world opened by the sect leader, there is a dragon-making pool. After the Nine Fire Dragon is destroyed, it will be reborn in the dragon-making pool seven days later, and then use the medicinal power of the pool water to restore its power."

Su Mu looked at the explosion and Hong Yi did not kill him, but recovered his soul, but did not care, just used a slow language.

"Oh? Did the Dream God Machine open up its own small front world? That's nothing. With his eight tribulations ghost immortal cultivation and the great supernatural powers of the Supreme Tao, it's not difficult to open up the small thousand world." Hong Yi listened, although he showed no concern in his words, his heart was rolling.

The Nine Fire Flame Dragon is so powerful that it can really be reborn after death. This is a similar ability than the past sutras. I don’t know how the Dream God Machine was refined.

Hong Yi has tried the power of a flame dragon now. It is indeed powerful. Although he is not as good as Ji Changyue, he is stronger than Xiao Anran, the Eagle King, the Yuan Concubine, the Black Wolf King, and even the Golden Spider Dharma King.

Hong Yi can handle both one and two now, but when nine are on the same page, Hong Yi can only escape in panic. Even the escape is impossible.

Nine Flame Dragons, nine masters of thunder tribulation, this power really shocked the world.

Hong Yi had just noticed Su Mu's Taoist Technique. This Supreme Taoist Saint had already overcome the thunder tribulation. But it was just a powerful person who was a thunder tribulation.

With the Heavenly Dao Demon-Sealing Sword in his hand, the "Zuoji Divine Bell" and "Taiyu Tower" of Taishang Dao, Su Mu can compete with a master who is twice as powerful as himself.

Not to mention that there are nine fire flame dragons around you.

A Su Mu, plus a Nine Fire Dragon, almost made Hong Yi in danger just now. It was not in danger that Hong Yi had a little bit of the past, the meaning of the present and future sutras, I am afraid that I will still fall into a hard battle now, and I will never win so easily.

Although Hong Yi is still confident that he will win, it will consume too much power, even greater than the power consumed by experiencing thunder tribulation.

"The Sect Master wants three drops of the evil god's blood to refine the Tianyuan Spirit Pill. These three evil god's blood are really important to me. Hong Yi, I hope you give it to me, I, the Supreme Dao, lacks a favor for you."

After seeing the Nine Fire Flame Dragon rupture, Su Mu did not leave immediately. Instead, he was silent for a long time and suddenly spoke in a soft tone.

"Oh? Re-refining the Tianyuan Spirit Pill?" Hong Yi's soul returned to his body. In the seven-level aperture behind his head, three crystal stones with vague cracks flew out and landed in his hands.

It is the blood of three evil gods.

"The Master of Taishang Taoism has great magical powers. He has once snatched three evil god blood from the Jingyuan Temple. Is it still a matter of only three?" Hong Yi said.

"This time the sect leader refined the divine pill, not only one pill, but seven pills! Therefore, every drop of the evil god's blood cannot be let go. The sect leader is ready to set off and go to the Jingyuan Temple to kill the opponent's pope and destroy the supreme god of the sect "Zuoqi God". "Su Mu said.

"It's actually like this... What exactly is Meng Shenji doing? According to the truth, he should have to kill Emperor Gan first, why should he kill the Jingyuan Temple? Is it just to vent his anger? The thinking of the Supreme Tao is really unreasonable."

After hearing this, Hong Yi became more and more confused, and he didn't know what the Taishang Taoist leader Meng Shen was going to do.

"Refining seven Heavenly Yuan Divine Pills? Then you can create the seven great immortals!" Hong Yi said solemnly to Su Mu: "But if Miss Su Mu, if you agree to me, after you practice the Heavenly Yuan Divine Pills, I will give me one, and I will hand you these three evil god blood."

"Aren't you afraid that I won't fulfill my promise after taking the blood of the evil god?" Su Mu looked at Hong Yi, and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

"If the Supreme Dao does not fulfill his promise, then forget it, why would I be afraid again?" Hong Yi smiled.

"Sorry, the sect leader has practiced seven Tianyuan Shendan pills, and he can't give them to you. He has anyone to choose. The sect leader has traveled around the world over the years and has chosen five young talents to take them one by one." Su Mu looked at Hong Yi's gaze and shook his head.

"Five young talents? One of them is the champion Hou." After hearing this, Hong Yi frowned.

"Indeed, one of them is the champion Hou, and the other four have been chosen by the master. Their qualifications are all peerless geniuses, above you." Su Mu said in a plain language: "At the same time, they are also candidates for creating new dynasties. I know that you assist Prince Yu and want to win the throne, but that is impossible. A new dynasty is coming, and everyone in the royal family may have no way out."

"It turns out that you are turning your hands into clouds and turning your hands into rain. I didn't expect that there are other candidates in your Supreme Taoism besides the Champion Hou." Hong Yi held the evil god's blood path with his hands.

"Of course, but it's a pity that the sect leader didn't find you as a talent, otherwise you would be the only candidate. But if you are interested now, I can talk to the sect leader." Su Mu sighed quietly.

"Haha...hahahahahahahahaha." When Hong Yi heard this, he couldn't help laughing wildly, and his body was so tilted back and forth, like a famous man who was drunk, with a passion for poetry and a crazy spirit.

"Hong Yi, why are you laughing at?" Su Mu said calmly.

"What is Taishang Tao? The destiny of Hong Yi cannot be controlled by the gods of heaven and earth. Taishang Tao also wants to control it? It's a joke! Su Mu, I won't deal with you today for my mother's sake! You leave quickly. Don't want the blood of the evil god. You have to force it to snatch it, and my subordinates will not show mercy!"

Hong Yi's voice suddenly became sharp.

"It's true that you are a great achiever. If you are not killed by the sect leader in the future, you will definitely be a person who can cultivate into the Yang God. This is my style. Although you are not a person of the sect, you have the style of my superiority. Unlike the champion, you are strong outside and docile at the middle. After seeing the sect leader, you will still get close to it. Although he has another set in his heart, he does not have the same crazy nature as his inside..."

Su Mu looked at Hong Yi, regardless of his insults at all, but instead showed an expression of recognition in his eyes, then sighed quietly: "I, Su Mu, are naturally not a person who can't be entangled. Today is not your opponent, so let's talk about it in the future."

After saying that, Su Mu slashed out with a fierce sword, and a crack was cut out from the void. The man stepped into the crack and disappeared immediately, and Hong Yi did not stop him.

"Let's go, too."

Hong Yi pointed with his hand, Yang He's wind rolled up the Qiankun cloth bag, and the three of them rushed into the cracks of the cloth bag together with the magic blood divine blanket.

As soon as the Qiankun cloth bag shook, the clear light burst out and it was about to escape into the void.

However, at this moment, suddenly, nine divine lights flew violently from afar. The divine light was wrapped in a man with a well-proportioned figure, a jade crown on his head, and a purple airflow between his eyebrows.

This man is really Prince Yang Yuan!

"Ah! It's actually a Qiankun cloth bag! Leave it for me!"

Yang Yuan flew at a very fast speed. The air was cut behind him and a slight fire tail burst out, like a meteorite. Moreover, when he flew, the person arrived first and the sound came with him.

The speed of people flying was vaguely vaguely along with the sound.

When Yang Yuanyi saw Qingguang, he was shocked in his heart. With a fierce roar, the nine-colored divine light behind his head twisted violently, and in the void, it condensed into a huge palm. This palm is very similar to Hong Yi's vacuum seal, but there are two more divine lights.

Moreover, when the big handprint was hit, there were countless agile scriptures flying between the palms, and each scripture seemed to be alive and came out of the Sanskrit singing.

As soon as the Buddhist sing appears in this scripture, it immediately permeates the world. Between the world, there are all the sounds of Buddhist sings. It seems that there are millions of monks with profound Taoism, chanting together the scriptures for subduing demons.

No one can hear any sound except the Sang Singing.

At the same time, the air in the entire space seemed to be pumped away suddenly and turned into a vacuum, an endless amount of squeeze pressure, which was pressed from all sides.

The real "Vacuum Maximum Seal", Doumu Xuanling, and the immortal soul.

"Well? I didn't expect that Prince Yang Yuan's magical powers were so great, and he was several times more powerful than Wusheng's mother. I wanted to fight him well, but now is not the time. Let's talk about it after fighting with him!"

At this time, Hong Yi, who had already entered the Qiankun cloth bag, suddenly felt the entire Qiankun cloth bag trembled violently and it was difficult to travel through the void.

However, if the Qiankun Cloth Bag truly escapes into the void, even if Prince Yang Yuan is ten times more powerful, it will not be able to intercept it. However, now it is a division point between the void and the reality, but Prince Yang Yuan seizes the opportunity and violently destroys the real vacuum seal, cutting in at once, causing the Qiankun Cloth Bag to pause.

Seize this moment of opportunity and use Taoist techniques. Prince Yang Yuan's kung fu's ability to capture the fighter is no less than the peak Martial Saint who has agility to the level of magic.

Ordinary Taoist masters have absolutely no idea that they are so agile.

Just when Prince Yang Yuan's vacuum handprint caught the Qingguang crack of the Qiankun cloth bag, suddenly, five sword lights flew out from the Qingguang crack. It was Hong Yi who instantly exploded the Taoist technique and the "Daji Divine Sword".

Rumble! Rumble!

Silent and scream!

Five consecutive sword lights were cut on the vacuum handprints of nine rays of light, and the colored light rolled and the air flow shook. The space bound on all sides suddenly seemed to thaw ice and snow.

The clear light relaxed and roared. Suddenly, the entire Qiankun cloth bag had already escaped into the void, and the five sword lights that had just been emitted disappeared without a trace.

The vacuum seal that Prince Yang Yuan was staying in the air slightly grabbed the empty hand and grabbed the empty hand.

"Who is the one who took the lead? My intelligence is unparalleled in the world? In one day, I found out the whereabouts of the Saint Dolf, and came to kill them immediately, but I was still taken the lead? Could it be the Champion Marquis? Yes, there is only the news of the Champion Marquis, who is more versatile than me, and I will definitely know the whereabouts of the Saint Dolf. Is the Qiankun Cloth Bag in his hands? Not bad, he went to the wild and got the Earth Yuan Spirit Pill, and must have received the support of the Dream God Machine! The Qiankun Cloth Bag must be good in his hands. No wonder the father has been suspicious of him recently, and he wants to cultivate Hong Yi to fight him! Now he has taken away the Saint Dolf Bag in his hands! The light just now has some breath of Panhuang's life sword! It should be that he is not bad!"

Prince Yang Yuan did not catch the Qiankun cloth bag, and immediately began to think in his heart. After a little thought, his body flew towards Yujing City.

It's like lightning, you can come and go as you say it, and you can go as you say it.

He came, then took action, and then thought about leaving, no more than ten breaths.

At this time, under the Rongzhou manor was broken, and there was no one above it. It seemed that nothing had happened at all.

"The vacuum seal of Prince Yang Yuan is indeed authentic! I suspect that the true Sutra of the Future No Birth is in his hands. Otherwise, there would be no such great power between his actions, and my four sword lights could not even cut through his vacuum seal! Although I can defeat him with all my strength, but I may have to pay a price."

In the Qiankun cloth bag, the big golden spider looked at the body of the saint Taoist.

However, Hong Yi did not look at his magic weapon to seize the Tao first, but said in a thoughtful tone.

"Crown Prince Yang Yuan is not a problem, but Su Mu just said that, except for the champion Hou, Mengshenji has trained four young talents a long time ago, all of whom are geniuses. I wonder who they are?"

Zen silver veil.

"Are four other geniuses?"

Hong Yi chewed.
Chapter completed!