Su Yiwen Lingzhao

Dark clouds cover the sky, dark as night.

The long river of blood-colored thunder gallops in the sky.

Su Yi's speed is like a teleportation, and the profound meaning of sinking permeates the whole body, and the whole person is like an indestructible sharp knife.

Wherever they passed, countless blood-colored crows burst into pieces.

From a distance, a straight crack was cut out in the overwhelming army of blood-colored crows, and there was a continuous explosion.

These blood-colored crows are extremely difficult to deal with, their strength is comparable to the king of the realm of normalization, and they appear in groups.

Once trapped, the King of Dongyu Realm will also die.

In the rush to kill all the way, Su Yi has discovered that such as reincarnation, withered glory, other shore, sinking, which constitute the profound meaning of reincarnation, can easily clean up these strange creatures.

"It seems that these blood crows are not real living creatures, but are transformed by the ghosts of the past and control the power of the thunder curse, so they are so difficult to deal with..."

Su Yi secretly said.

As he was thinking to himself, he frowned suddenly.

Under the sky in front, the blood-colored thunder was surging, and the blood-colored crows rushed out continuously, mighty, blocking the road ahead.

It gives the impression that they are following orders, and they want to leave Su Yi in this wasteland no matter what.

At this moment, Su Yi's spiritual thoughts captured a picture

On the east side, three thousand feet away, there are sixteen black array flags planted, the array flags fluttering, and there are bursts of obscure and strange Dao pattern symbols.

In the center of the sixteen flags, sitting cross-legged was a thin old man in a robe with thinning hair.

The old man's skin was imprinted with countless dense tattoo totems, and he held a dao imprint lingering with wisps of fairy light between his hands.

He pursed his lips and muttered.

As the obscure syllables spread, sixteen black formation flags continued to roar around, and the strange forbidden formation power that emerged went straight into the blood-colored thunder river in the sky.

Afterwards, countless blood crows swept out from the Thunder River...

When she noticed this scene, Su Yi's face became cold.

Sure enough, behind this murder, someone was secretly manipulating it!

"Huh?"

The skinny old man in the beast robe seemed to notice, and suddenly got up.

Boom!

The sword energy fell, and sixteen black formation flags exploded.

The ground was split into an unfathomable huge ravine.

The groups of blood-colored crows distributed in the nearby area were annihilated in this terrifying sword energy.

The old man in the beast robe narrowly avoided this blow.

This is a power that a young man of the same life can control?

Boom!

Before the old man in the beast robe could react, Su Yi had teleported and swung his sword towards him.

His deep eyes were indifferent, and his shots were rude.

"Go!"

Huh?

Su Yi was a little surprised.

"Why do you want to kill the old man?"

The old man in the animal robe said solemnly.

Su Yi ignored it and killed him with a sword.

The sword is like a tidal wave, dazzling and fast.

If it weren't for the magical power of the Daoyin in his hand, just this attack would have hit him hard.

"Duh!"

The old man in the beast robe has a tongue of spring thunder.

On him, tattooed totems emerged one after another, turning into a terrifying demon **** and killing Su Yi.

"Witchcraft?"

Su Yi raised his eyebrows, his hands moved without stopping, and he swung his sword against him.

Boom!

This world is chaotic, and the flames are raging.

In the blink of an eye, the phantom of the demon **** was cracked and crushed by the incomparable sword energy.

The old man in the animal robe sucked in a breath of cold air, turned around and ran away.

His skinny figure turned into a huge bat, piercing the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he escaped thousands of meters away, and his speed was extremely fast.

In addition, countless blood crows rushed towards Su Yi overwhelmingly, preventing him from chasing.

The Xuanhuang Fortune Sword in Su Yi's hand suddenly changed, turning into a simple and unpretentious bow, and he did not hesitate to draw the bowstring.

Om!

A divine arrow intertwined by the law of flying light appeared on the bowstring.

Follow Su Yi's thoughts.

Boom!

Under the sky far away.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the huge bat transformed by the old man in the beast robe was cut through the body by the arrow, and the blood splashed like a waterfall.

"Damn!"

The old man in the animal robe was furious.

His face turned pale and his whole body trembled slightly.

This arrow made him, the king of the cave realm on the road of witchcraft, suffered a big loss!

"You can't escape the old thing."

In the distance, Su Yi's voice came.

The old man in the animal robe endured the pain and ran away with all his strength.

He obviously used some kind of forbidden secret technique, and his blood seemed to be burning, which also made him escape extremely fast.

What made the beast-robed old man furious was that the young man in the robe had been chasing closely behind him, following him like a shadow, never being thrown away!

"My friend, it was just a misunderstanding before, and now this old man has paid the price, why do you have to kill them all?" said the old man in the beast robe gritted his teeth.

"Hand over the Dao seal in your hand, and I will spare you once."

In the back, Su Yi put his hands on his back, seemingly strolling in the courtyard, but in fact, he was teleporting as fast as he could, and he was gradually narrowing the distance between him and the old man in the beast robe.

"Wishful thinking!"

The old man in the animal robe laughed angrily.

King-level treasure!

Shhh!

This excitement made the old man in the beast robe agitated, shouting: "Friend, everything is negotiable, don't do it again!"

As soon as he said this, he felt an indescribable shame in his heart.

With his realm and identity, in the depths of the starry sky, he is definitely the top group of characters.

But now, she was killed by a young man of the same life and had to take the initiative to ask for peace. This is too shameful!

"I count to three, and if I don't hand over the seal, I promise you will die ugly."

Su Yi said lightly.

The old man in the animal robe was furious, his face bright and uncertain.

Suddenly, he seemed to see something, clenched his teeth suddenly, and swooped down towards a mountain in the distance.

Su Yi frowned slightly.

In the distance, there is a black mountain with a height of thousands of meters.

The world was burned red, the void was twisted.

A destructive aura of taboo also spread from the black mountain.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Su Yi shouted a reminder.

The old man in the animal robe sneered and ignored it at all.

Immediately, the smile on his face froze.

On the black mountain in the distance, a figure covered in black armor suddenly rushed out.

It seemed like a demon appeared out of nowhere.

The old man in the animal robe turned and fled.

But in the nearby void, countless forbidden formation forces emerged, covering the old man in beast robes like a flame spider web.

Not good!

The old man in the beast robe is dying.

At this moment, the figure in black armor had already killed, waving a **** sword in his hand.

Boom!

An incomparable dazzling blood light appeared.

Crash

Blood like a waterfall.

A shamanistic king of the realm of Dongyu died.

And the figure in black armor raised his hand and grabbed the seal left by the old man in the animal robe.

In the distance, Su Yi sighed softly, why didn't he listen to the persuasion?

"Stop here, otherwise, there will be no mercy."

The figure covered in armor raised his eyes to look at Su Yi in the distance, his tone was indifferent and cold.

Wraiths of black divine flames emerged from the armor, bathing this person in a terrifying and terrifying aura of destruction.

Su Yi knew at a glance that this was a woman!

A Dongyu Realm powerhouse from the Qingluan Spiritual Clan!

As one of the six ancient guardians of Taoism, the background of the Qingluan Spiritual Clan is enough to make some star power giants dread.

However, Su Yi ignored this and said directly: "Hand over that seal, I will leave immediately."

The woman in black armor said coldly: "Sure enough, people die for wealth, birds die for food, and even their lives are lost for a treasure?"

The tone is cold and terrifying.

Without waiting for Su Yi to speak, the woman raised the long **** sword in her hand, pointed at Su Yi from a distance, and said, "If you don't get out, you will die!"

The bright sword is filled with blood, and the rough and long sword is engraved with the ancient secret pattern of the avenue.

As the woman raised the sword, a terrifying murderous intent stirred the world, making the mountains and rivers tremble.

The power is beyond imagination.

And her words are full of impatience and slander.

Su Yi laughed and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, the people of the Qingluan Spiritual Race are getting more and more angry..."

When the voice sounded, he stepped forward.

Boom!

With one step, it was like a thunderclap on the ground.

And with Su Yi's step down, the terrifying forbidden formation that was enough to trap the King of Dongyu Realm trembled violently.

Countless forbidden runes emerged, turning into flames and light rain.

It seems that she can't bear the terrifying oppression brought by Su Yi's step.

The woman covered in black armor quietly narrowed her eyes, and without any hesitation, swung her knife away immediately.