Something is wrong. Ding Yi looked at the flesh tree man in front of him, and his expression calmed down after a moment. No matter what, he has now created an unprecedented and unparalleled way of escape. If this is wrong, then the world is wrong! He can't be wrong! However, Qiu Di Shui's kill prompt has not yet appeared, which means that Qiu Di Shui is not dead yet. Thinking of this, Ding Yi suddenly became interested. He walked around the fleshy tree man, and then suddenly took action, turning his palm into a knife, and chopped off a large piece of bark with a swipe of his hand! As the piece of bark fell off, a large amount of blood spurted out from the wound on the trunk, flowing down along the cracked lines and onto the ground. "Sure enough, there is still a human body inside, and it has not completely turned into a tree." Ding Yi frowned slightly when he saw this, but then he pressed his palm on the tree trunk, and then his arm shook slightly. The next moment, a powerful force rushed out from his palm, instantly shattering the entire flesh tree man into two halves.
A large amount of blood mist sprayed out, but as soon as it got close to Ding Yi, it was instantly shattered into smaller particles and scattered in the wind. At this point, the reminder appeared in front of Ding Yi's eyes. [You killed the witch in Yin Yang Palace, your life span is +167 years and 125 days] Seeing this, Ding Yi breathed a sigh of relief, then turned and looked behind him. At this time, the last two female disciples from the Xuanguang Hall were standing there blankly, never taking a single step until now. This made Ding Yi slightly stunned. Seeing this, Ding Yi's consciousness quickly passed over the two delicate bodies in front of him, and found that all the internal organs in their bodies had been shattered, and even their hearts were broken into several pieces. "It seems that he was killed by the aftermath of Guiyuan during the battle just now." Ding Yi shook his head. These two people probably reminded him of his poor lifespan. Ding Yi had been numbed by the single-digit lifespans that popped up from time to time in the past few days, and he probably didn't pay attention. "Sir, I did a good job." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind Ding Yi. Ding Yi looked back and saw that Sun Qiaoer had climbed up and was standing there, looking at him with a smile. "My acting skills need to be improved. Next time, don't come in and scream. It's too fake." Ding Yi pointed at Sun Qiaoer and said with a serious face. "What the master said is true, I understand." Sun Qiaoer nodded immediately after hearing this. "But there's still a little missing." Ding Yi said suddenly. Sun Qiaoer was stunned when she heard this, but before she could speak, a white light suddenly penetrated her chest and knocked her off the ground. "If you are not injured, this would be too false. I broke your heart, but the Evergreen Qi will continue to heal it, and you will wake up in three hours."
In a daze, Sun Qiaoer heard what Ding Yi said, and then her vision went black and she fainted completely. After Ding Yi saw Sun Qiaoer fall to the ground, he strode over, took out the signal tube from Sun Qiaoer, and pulled it up towards the sky. Finally, Ding Yi took another look at the valley and felt that there was no problem before slowly leaving the place. Not long after Ding Yi left, several figures suddenly appeared quickly outside the valley. They were wearing the uniforms of the Yin Yang Palace. The leader was tall, with white hair and beard, but his skin was shiny and delicate, like a young man. This person is Xiong Lie, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall! Xiong Lie is an unparalleled figure in the Divine Palace. He cultivates the Sun-Zhushu Jue, one of the two sacred scriptures of the Yangji Palace, and his strength is unfathomable. As soon as he entered the valley, his pupils shrank. "What a terrifying aura, is this... Lu Xian?!" Although Xiong Lie was shocked, he was not panicked. This time, he was carrying the secret treasure of the palace, the Yin and Yang Bones. Even when facing Lu Xian, it could be said that he was not afraid at all. With a wave of Xiong Lie's hand, the many Law Enforcement Hall disciples behind him spread out towards the interior of the valley like a tide, and searched carefully. This time, Qiu Dishui, the master of the Xuanguan Hall, reported to his Law Enforcement Hall when he came out. But now that Xuanguang Palace's request for help was sent out, Xiong Lie sensed something bad. Therefore, after receiving the report from his subordinates, he immediately decided to leave the palace in person and took the secret treasure with him, just in case. But now, the ordinary valley in front of them seems to contain a powerful murderous intention. After half a cup of tea, Xiong Lie stood next to the broken flesh tree man with an ugly expression. Looking at the weird tree man corpse in front of him, even though Xiong Lie was well-informed, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his back. Is this a martial artist Lu Xian or a god-worshipping Lu Xian? Could it be that Lu Xian from Taiping Palace took action? The reason why Xiong Lie had this conjecture was because the martial artist Lu Xian cultivated his own body and relied on refining Qi to become a god. Even if he became Lu Xian, his attacks would not cause such weird injuries to the enemy. But worshiping the god Lu Xian is different. What they absorb is evil spirit, and evil spirit comes from the seven emotions and six desires of the human body, and is wrapped in a large number of impurities. As they practice worshiping gods to the end, their souls undergo certain mutations due to absorbing a large amount of evil spirits, so they often have indescribable effects on everything around them. "Elder, some fine fleshy tissue was found in the deep pit over there." While Xiong Lie was thinking, a subordinate came to him and reported in a low voice. Xiong Lie squinted his eyes and looked at the tree man at his feet, then turned to look at the deep pit over there, then turned around and walked towards that side without saying a word. "Elder, what should I do about Deacon Sun? His heart veins are broken. Without the secret medicine, I'm afraid he won't survive for more than an hour."
Someone quickly followed Xiong Lie and asked. Regarding the only survivor in the field, Xiong Lie didn't hesitate at all and just said the word "save" lightly. On the other side, under Zuowang Peak, a figure suddenly emerged from the soil. Ding Yi patted the dust on his body, then looked at the steep mountain peaks above his head, with a sneer on his lips. Then, he walked towards Zuowang City very calmly. This time, he came out on the pretext of visiting relatives. After all, he was able to enter Zuowang City. Who doesn't have a backstage on Zuowang Peak? When Ding Yi returned to the blacksmith shop, Wang Zhou complained immediately: "You've been running away all day, and I've been very busy!" Ding Yi smiled and said: "Master Wang, why don't I come?" After saying that, Ding Yi quickly took the long swords that he had accumulated and walked towards the warehouse at the rear. Nowadays, the weapons of Duan's Blacksmith Shop can be said to be shining brightly on the battlefields of both sides. All the soldiers who have used it have one comment: It’s great! For Taiping Palace, who is proficient in weapon refining, this weapon can evenly compete with each other, but for Baiyun Temple, this weapon is simply a nightmare for the enemy. Therefore, Duanshi's blacksmith shop has been extremely busy during this period, and weapons are in short supply. And the lifespan that Ding Yi gained naturally continued and increased day by day. Nowadays, Ding Yi can live an average of 100 years every day. This feeling of sitting and enjoying happiness makes Ding Yi deeply feel that the previous layout is worth it. After all, he had experienced several life-and-death battles before, but he was almost injured! Next, Ding Yi planned to completely temper his body with spiritual energy, then find an opportunity to take off the sign that covered his body, attract the evil god and kill him. Thinking that he was mastering this rhythm step by step, Ding Yi couldn't help but feel a wonderful feeling in his heart, and he let out a deep laugh while standing in the warehouse. One day later, sit on Wangfeng Peak. Listening to Xiong Lie's description, the bald old Taoist's eyes suddenly opened wide, and upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to find that his body was also trembling slightly. "You mean, there's a person embedded in a tree at the scene?" The bald old Taoist interrupted Xiong Lie's words and then asked suddenly. "Real person, that's what it is." Xiong Lie glanced at his palace master and found that he had no reaction, so he responded. "Impossible! Impossible! How could it be so fast! How long has it been?!" The bald old man said this and kept pulling his hair. He felt that he was going crazy.
When he thought of that figure, an unspeakable fear filled his heart, which made his eyes begin to turn red. "Hurry!! I want your True God of Yin Yang Palace to come down quickly!! If you don't come down, I will destroy Qingzhou!!" Suddenly, the bald old man shouted towards Chu Wenxuan over there. = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-feed', placement: 'Below Article Feed', target_type: 'mix' });