Looking at the super colorful thunder that was as if it were flying down three thousand feet, suspected to be the magnificent splashing like the Milky Way falling from the sky, Zou Yi had already thought of giving up, but for the sake of the innocent lives of hundreds of people in the Ye family, he decided to give up.

In his opinion, the Yin-Yang Light Cover with the colorful arc will definitely improve the defense effect of the thunder. However, when the thunder collided with it, Zou Yi sighed secretly, obviously underestimating the power of this thunder. The seemingly indestructible Yin-Yang Light Cover, when it touched the thunder, was instantly defeated like an egg hitting a stone. The next moment, the colorful thunder tribulation with the sky and the earth cracking had already struck Zou Yi's head.

The moment when the lightning struck, Zou Yi only felt that his whole body was sinking, and the spiritual space was trembling violently as if it was about to break in the next moment. The spiritual storm disappeared without a trace with the influx of the colorful stream of light, and even the two spirit bodies did not know where they were hiding.

With the violent turmoil in the spiritual space, Zou Yi was already in a coma. In his opinion, this ending was quite good, and he was out of sight. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to face the scene of hundreds of people from the Ye family martyred because of him.

"What a powerful thunder power fluctuation, there is actually someone passing through the colorful thunder tribulation. Weird, why can't you feel the breath of this person who's passing through the tribulation?"

In a secret realm filled with thick fog, a middle-aged man held a black chess but did not fall down for a long time. He looked at Zou Yi's direction of passing the tribulation at this moment with confusion.

"What should come is coming, this little guy is so angry. If he passes this disaster, the cultivation world will probably bring another bloody storm."

A towering and majestic peak that reached the top of the sky like a sharp sword. On the ancient pine that had covered the entire peak, an old man in rags raised the eight treasure gourd in his hand and whispered to himself and took a deep mouthful of it.

"Yin and Yang are lonely, and the little thunder tribulation is also coming to bully me, Zou Yan's descendants."

An old voice sounded from the field just before Zou Yi was about to die, but a green flute suddenly appeared above Zou Yi's body. After a sweep, it had already divided the thunder into two. No matter how the first half of the thunder surged, it could never be connected with the thunder that struck Zou Yi's head. This method is already a magical skill.

Just the next moment when the old voice sounded, the colorful thunders all over the field instantly disappeared, and even the huge colorful thunder in the sky had the idea of ​​retreating and began to escape from the scene quietly.

"Do you have no idea of ​​compensation by bullying me, Zou Yan, to such a situation?"

As he spoke, a vague figure floated slowly above the flute. Judging from his appearance, he could only tell that it was an old man wearing a black robe with white hair and hair. He saw him wave to the colorful sacrosan cloud that had gradually moved away. The next moment, the colorful sacrosan cloud had shrunk to the size of a bowl and plate and appeared in his palm. Seeing its trembling appearance, he was obviously very afraid of the old man with a blurred figure in front of him.

"Little guy, stay at ease. The descendants of my Yin-Yang lineage will not treat you badly."

He comforted him, and until the colorful disaster cloud returned to peace, the old man slapped it into Zou Yi's head and went straight into the spiritual space. The next moment, the spiritual space that seemed a little empty due to the lack of spiritual power storm, had a gorgeous cloud with colorful luster.

After doing this, the old man looked down at Zou Yi who was still lying in the huge pit, shook his head and sighed: "The qualifications are good, but unfortunately they are still too weak. How can such a body inherit the inheritance of my Yin and Yang lineage?"

"Little guy, since you wake up, just get up. Do you really want to stay awake on this ground?"

In fact, the moment he penetrated the colorful catastrophe cloud into Zou Yi's spiritual consciousness space, he didn't know what kind of despicable means he used. The injury that was almost not far from death was healed in the blink of an eye. Then the latter had already recovered his consciousness, but after a glance at the spiritual consciousness, he was stunned by the scene in front of him and did not react at all.

After he made such a joke, Zou Yi's old face turned red. Of course, his face was burnt at this moment and he couldn't see clearly. However, he turned his toes and gently pointed to the ground and stood up. Then he bowed to the figure in the air with his knees.

"Zou Yi, a descendant of Zou, visited the ancestor, and Zou Yi embarrassed the Yin-Yang lineage."

"Get up"

The old man shook his head and smiled and said, "No wonder you. The Yin and Yang lineage has fallen to this point. It is very rare for you to practice the Yin and Yang Technique to this point with your own abilities."

"I'd better kneel down"

Zou Yi smiled bitterly and said, "I look really a little bit now..."

It was indeed a bit embarrassing to say that Zou Yi's image was indeed a bit awkward. After this battle, not to mention clothes, the hair on his body was robbed by the thunder. Of course, the trunk below was not spared and he had become the commander of the bachelor. If it weren't for the night at this moment, and the dark and burning flesh on his body, he would have looked like a black man.

Seeing Zou Yi's expression of wanting to speak but stopping, the old man smiled.

"Since I have accepted your worship, I will just accept your disciple."

After hearing what he said, Zou Yi was overjoyed and bowed again: "The ancestor is here, please accept the disciple Zou Yi for a bow."

Speaking of which, this happiness came too suddenly, and it made people feel like they were in a dream. Who is this person? Zou Yan, the founder of the Yin-Yang Technique, the founder of the Yin-Yang Technique of the Zou family, is undoubtedly Zou Yan, no one knows how powerful Zou Yan is, but from the time he talks and laughs, he took the colorful robbery clouds for himself. I am afraid that only the legendary immortal can do this ability. In this way, if Zou Yi is not enlightened, he is really a lump of wood.

"I won't accept this prayer."

Zou Yanruo shook his head with deep meaning and said, "If you have the intention, it will not be too late to pray when you see my true body one day."

"Zou Yi will definitely live up to the expectations of the ancestors, and the Yin and Yang lineage will surely rise again."

Zou Yi simply made a promise immediately, and then he said in confusion: "Master, where are you now?"

"Don't be busy asking about this, you will naturally know when you reach your level."

Zou Yan smiled without answering, and then said, "What you see now is just a mark that I attached to the flute. It has not existed for a long time. When I disappear, this mark will lose its effect, so you must remember some words before this."

"Master, please speak"

Although I don’t know how long this imprint will last, since Zou Yi has such a statement, it will obviously not be too long, so Zou Yi did not talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

(To be continued.)
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