I Evolved The Heavens

Of course Yang Yi is not Martial Saint, but becoming a Martial Saint is only a matter of exchanging blood.

They are both Grand Great Masters, and there are strengths and weaknesses.

Yang Yi is a top-notch Grand Great Master, and in terms of vitality and combat power, it can be compared to the primary Martial Saint. It is naturally effortless to kill these three Grand Great Masters.

Yang Yi didn't chase the two of them. He sat on Qilin, the black demon, looking at the forest ahead, and said loudly, "Since the two are here, don't they show up yet?"

In this robbery, the three Grand Great Masters are just appetizers.

"As expected to be Prince Ming, the first genius of the royal family. He is clearly not Martial Saint, but killing Grand Great Master is like slaughtering a chicken. But you are too big. Even if you are comparable to Martial Saint, you are not Martial Saint after all."

Two Daoist shadows rose from the depths of the forest, and then fell into the midair in front of Yang Yi.

Without the help of any external force, it just hovered like this.

This is an old woman and a middle-aged man.

The old woman is holding a cane, and she is well maintained, like the old birthday star of a big family.

The middle-aged man is dressed in a black Magical Robe, his face is cold, he is like a god high above, full of majesty, looking down at the world with indifferent eyes.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, they are gods in the world, because there is a Seventh Stage aperture behind their heads.

The Seventh Stage aperture is very obvious, with different colors, just like the apertures behind the heads of Taoist priests and Buddhas in those temples.

Especially between the movement of the aperture, the entire space was filled with an incomparable spiritual and soul coercion, and this coercion was almost indistinguishable from the heavenly god Spiritual Roots.

"Birthless mother, the vacuum king."

Yang Yi said indifferently: "It seems that the prince really wants this king to die, even you two have been sent out."

Although the Inanimate Old Mother and the Vacuum Lord did not cultivate into Ghost Immortals, they used the Inanimate Dao and the Vacuum Dao to spread their beliefs and condensed the seven true gods incarnations of the Profound Spirit of the Dou Mu, which was extremely powerful.

The power of each incarnation is comparable to a Ghost Immortals.

Therefore, although they are not Ghost Immortals, they are far superior to ordinary Ghost Immortals.

With the help of faith cultivation, "Future Wushengjing" can cultivate nine god-tier spiritual clones.

It can be seen from this that the Wusheng mother and the vacuum magic king did not cultivate the "Future Wusheng Jing" to great success. If they can further integrate the nine god-tier spirits into one, they can condense the Immortal soul.

And Immortal's primordial spirit went one step further and was the Lord of the Future, and also the supreme supernatural power of the Future Unborn Sutra.

Both the inanimate mother and the vacuum Karmapa changed their expressions. They were ordered by the prince to establish the inanimate path and the vacuum path. It is a top secret matter. There are definitely no more than five people who know it. How did Yang Yi know?

The vacuum King's voice was cold: "Prince Ming, you are looking for death by yourself. No one can save you from heaven and earth."

The inanimate way and the vacuum way were designated by the court as cults. If people knew that the prince was the master of these two cults, the whole court might be exploded.

"Don't say you are not Martial Saint, even if you are Martial Saint, you will definitely die."

The Wusheng old mother said with a cold voice, she stretched out her old palm and tried to grab Yang Yi, as if she was about to squeeze an ant, and squeezed Yang Yi to death in the air.

As her five fingers closed, a brilliance shot out from the Seventh Stage's aperture, turning into a huge seven-colored palm, holding Yang Yi and the horse in it, and closing it abruptly.

"Lord!"

Chi Zhuiyang and the others roared, they were surrounded by a large group of people, and it was too late to rescue them.

The unborn mother and the vacuum king looked indifferently, even in the face of Hong Xuanji or the champion, they all dared to sack and kill together, let alone a little prince Xiaoming.

At this moment, they heard a soft whisper in their ears, it was Yang Yi's voice: "I am worried about how to collect beliefs and cultivate the future non-life sutra. You have just sent it now."

"what!"

The unborn mother and the vacuum king secretly startled, and an extremely dangerous feeling suddenly rose in their hearts, making their scalp numb.

Afterwards, they felt that the surrounding space seemed to freeze.

The big seven-colored palms shattered, and Yang Yi did not move like a mountain. He repeatedly scratched the minds of the unborn mother and the vacuum king, and shot the Seventh Stage aperture behind their heads, turning them into a ball of light and holding them in his hand.

Without the Seventh Stage aperture, the unborn mother and the vacuum Karmapa screamed, and fell from a height of more than 30 meters.

Even if they all have good martial arts, but when they fell so high, they screamed and broke their arms and legs.

The Wusheng mother and the vacuum King were horrified and horrified, and Prince Ming turned out to be a strong Thunder Tribulation. They just felt a strong pure Yang breath, mighty and trembling.

The prince sent them to assassinate each other, which is simply sending them to death.

Without any hesitation, they came out of their bodies one after another, trying to abandon their bodies and escape.

However, Yang Yi had already risen from Qilin, the black demon, and he hit out with a punch, and Blood Qi was horizontal and horizontal, like a volcanic eruption, impacting the souls of the unborn mother and the vacuum king.

what! what!

The Wusheng mother and the vacuum king screamed screamingly, their spirits were like spring snow, quickly fusing under the scorching sun, and soon turned into nothingness.

Yang Yi was lazy to take a look. Two people who weren't even Ghost Immortals wanted to rob him.

He returned to Qilin, the black demon, and watched Wei Zhan and Chi Zhuiyang fight together.

Yang Yi has no plans to end the fight. This is just a test. Although there are many people in this group, there are not many Xiantian Martial Masters. The others are all green forest heroes who are familiar with martial arts.

If even these mobs can't get rid of them, then these people don't have any cultivation value.

After half an hour, the group of green forest heroes finally couldn't bear the death and injury, and began to collapse.

They fled frantically into the dense forest. Wei Zhan, Chi Zhuiyang and others only chased a few hundred meters before retreating, so as not to be ambushed deep in the woods.

Wei Zhan was covered in blood, and he directed everyone to clean the battlefield.

Chi Zhuiyang took the two seriously injured Grand Great Masters back, like throwing dead dogs, and threw them into the prisoners. More than a hundred people were captured.

"Master, how do these prisoners deal with?"

"Those who are willing to surrender will commit crimes in the future; those who are unwilling to surrender will be killed on the spot."

Yang Yi said lightly.

Now that he knew he was the prince's person, there was no need to interrogate him.

"Yes, Lord."

Chi Chasing the sun nodded.

All the captives trembled, especially the two Grand Great Masters, their faces constantly changing.

...

Out of the woods, there is a big lake not far away.

Everyone was stationed here temporarily to wash the blood stains on their bodies and bandage the wounded.

Under an old tree, Yang Yi sat on the ground carelessly.

Wei Zhanhui reported: "Lord, in the previous battle, we killed more than 300 enemies and captured more than 100. The brothers had three serious injuries, and the rest were lightly wounded and no deaths occurred."

To know that their guards, the lowest in Cultivation Base are leather-training warriors, and they are wearing impenetrable light armors and holding chrysanthemum-patterned steel knives that cut iron like mud.

It was naturally a one-sided massacre against a group of green forest heroes who had no formation.

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Yeah. The brothers of the reward are doing their best to treat, don't be stingy with the spirit pill."

Chi Zhuiyang then reported: "My lord, this group of prisoners are willing to surrender, including the two Grand Great Masters. The subordinates have already inquired about their identities. They came from three cottages in the three nearby provinces, all of which were secretly supported by the prince. , Who specializes in plundering wealthy merchants and providing money for the prince."

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