The tragic wishes and evil thoughts finally escaped into the fire hell and no longer appeared. In fact, the injury was already very serious. The invasion of Buddha's light and phoenix fire was too restrained for it. He could not have any combat power in the short term. He could only hide in the three paths, hoping that the other two paths could be beaten back and he could continue.

Otherwise, if all three paths are broken and Qin Yi and others gather in the source of Forgetful River, they can destroy or take away the entire space, and it will be dead.

Similarly, Meng Qingying and the compassionate wish cannot directly destroy it. Evil thoughts and the three paths are one. If the three paths are not destroyed, these evil thoughts will not disappear. If they want to destroy the three paths, it is not enough to rely on them alone. Everyone needs to work together to return to the Forgetful River, which is the origin.

Meng Qingying glanced at Zhu Yuan: "Let's go to Wangchuan first, and see if there is a way to support the other two routes from Wangchuan."

She flew away several feet, groaned softly, and slowed down again.

The compassionate wish came to her and sighed: "You have forced the combined power of reincarnation just now, and it has exceeded your own endurance. Let's take a rest first."

Meng Qingying ignored him, just swallowed a pill and walked forward silently.

Such injuries are common for her.

She did not dare to enter into meditation and heal her wounds, so she let her beg for the protection of the Dharma... The beg for the sake of the beg for Qin Yi, and she could not give this kind of trust.

Even if it was a kind thought, she couldn't believe it.

Graceful vow saw her thoughts and sighed softly.

If the compassionate wishes and evil thoughts are severely damaged, the entire three paths will be reflected.

The blood and fire sword lights are chaotic everywhere, and the air is full of fatal damage, as if the end of the world is coming.

Even the Ice Demon and the Siren are starting to struggle in this kind of scene.

Of course, for Qin Yiminghe, this is definitely a good thing, which means that Meng Qingying has achieved a key victory. However, Minghe keenly discovered that the Black Mist Demon Lord on the opposite side was a little joyful.

Joyful... strange.

In fact, the Demon Lord himself had no expression. It was just a cloud of fog, only a pair of scarlet eyes, filled with tyrannical emotions.

But the heart of the Styx is like the moon reflecting the water, which is too keen, and even a little emotional fluctuation seems to be reacting. Minghe doesn't even know if this is her own illusion... It may be because she thinks this kind of battle is a bit strange.

Is it really just one person and one way, and each other?

I entered the three paths because there are corresponding distributions of laws of heaven and law, and I am uncontrollable...but the other party should not.

This gave Minghe the feeling that he was deliberately trying to divide three evenly matched battles.

But he couldn't judge what this arrangement was for based on the evidence in front of him... On the surface, the Black Mist Demon Lord was also very serious and was also besieged by the Ice Demon. His idea of ​​swallowing the Styx should be real... But Minghe always felt strange.

There are too few clues for her alone, and I hope Qin Yi will notice it too.

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Qin Yi did notice it.

First of all, the opponent in front of me is really evenly matched with their strongest team...

The intensity is a bit exaggerated.

The ancient golden crow belongs to the demon clan, and it is to the top of the holy, that is, the peak of Wuying, and it is definitely not at Taiqing.

Being killed by Liusu should have been destroyed by both body and spirit. At most, a wisp of residual soul that is not even comparable to that of the Tengshou under the Rift Valley, and it is great that there is still a little remnant of dying hatred.

When the entire Yanggu was overlapped here, its corpse was infected by the meaning of Wangchuan, and hatred woke up and became a demon cultivator. In theory, this should be considered a corpse demon. And because it belongs to the same winged race, it was able to digest the Beiming energy that might have given birth to the second generation of Kunpeng and restore its strength.

The source should be so clear.

Such a corpse demon's spiritual wisdom is still lacking, and the soul is not complete. It stutters in the word "Liusu", and the unpleasant language cannot be organized. Logically speaking, there must be great obstacles to the practice of this kind of corpse demon with damage to the soul. There are many difficulties. Even if it absorbs the Kunpeng intention, it should not restore such a peak strength.

But what's so bad is that it has the strength of the peak of Wuxian.

This is strange. This place is not only a demonic nature, but also a result of giving birth to IQ? Even a broken consciousness with a damaged mind can reach the peak of formlessness. So why don’t the monks in the world hit the wall?

Moreover, it is the arrival of its original body, not the divine descending like the black fog that Minghe deals with.

A golden crow appeared in front of him, with a real body, but turned black. It may be caused by the deep hatred of Liusu, which was descended with the strongest and most complete strength.

After all, it is a hatred for the death of the body, and it is understandable that the final hatred will be finally understood.

No matter how strong Qin Yi's group is, he is the one with the least "home court advantage". In an unfavorable environment, fighting with a full-strength Wuying Peak is at most a even-matched one, and if you don't do it well, you will lose.

Of course, the other party was not feeling well. It did not expect that Qin Yi would be so difficult to deal with except Liusu.

With a "bang", Qin Yi twisted his waist and swung the baton, and thrust heavily on the golden crow in front of him like playing golf.

The golden crow was covered with black "sunlight", like a black sun, wouldn't it just a ball...

Jin Wu didn't really think much of Qin Yi's stick, a Qianyuan cultivator... Hey, wasn't he just the fourth floor of Qianyuan a few days ago? What happened to become the seventh floor within these days?

And his stick... what material is it? Why aren't you afraid of my fire that melts everything?

Thoughts flashed, and two powerful energy had collided together.

Nirvana Black Flame vs Chaos Strike.

Qin Yi's strength gap was too far, and he was shaken away countless distances and hit the edge of the sword prison. The edges were all blades, ignoring the laws of practicing and stabbing through everything. Yu Shang was not idle behind him, and he immediately stripped off the edge air. Qin Yi's back hit the vacuum wall heavily, coughing up blood stains caused by internal injuries, and the environmental impact was resisted.

At the same time, a water spirit power penetrated into the body, resolving all the black flames that were raging inside. The injury of this blow was equivalent to nothing.

Big breasts are powerful.

Someone took care of Qin Yi carefully, so the golden crow was not so comfortable.

The chaotic meaning of chowder was blown into the body. It felt like it was suffering from a concussion with a huge gap in strength.

The time and space of Yin and Yang and Five Elements are entangled with endless numbers of life and death, which makes its incomplete soul unable to find the north, and it will not even be able to distinguish what it is facing.

But its opponent is not just Qin Yi who plays with team writing, but its real opponent is just the ball!

Tassel appeared behind it, and there was a transformed mace in his hand. With a "bang", it smashed it into the ground from top to bottom.

A deep pit appeared on the ground, a black fireball squatted at the bottom of the pit, and roared to the sky: "...Fassel!!!"

The tassel blinked his eyes, and it was even more unexpected.

Its stick is not a joke. It seems to be a physical attack, but it is actually driven directly to the origin of the Dao. The power contained in it can almost even be shaken away by ordinary laws, but the golden crow looks unscathed.

It touched its chin in surprise: "So amazing... it's not hurt? The physical body's protective ability? If so, the physical body has been tempered stronger than before... It's really strange... Is this a corpse demon? Why do I feel like... a corpse puppet?"

Corpse puppet?

Qin Yi, who was carrying a stick, paused for a moment.

He remembered the Guzi Gusong lay Buddhist who was touched by Meng Qingying and became a wingman of Minghe. Gusong lay Buddhist was just a Taoist cultivator, but after Meng Qingying moved his hands and feet to become a corpse puppet, his body was as hard as steel and extremely powerful.

It really matches Liusu's judgment and is very consistent with the status of this golden crow.

For the corpse puppet, because there is another sacrifice from the master, the body may indeed surpass its life, and it may indeed help it fill its energy and restore its peak practice.

But who is qualified to be a puppet of the alchemy crow?

Yu Zhenren? Impossible.

But except for Yu Zhenren, who in this world has such ability?

Could it be that Liusu made a mistake in the judgment?

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ps: Kaven Kaven, I feel like my mind is empty...
Chapter completed!