"Sky Eye?!"

With just a moment, he broke the window. With a burst of exclamations, Jiang Xiazi's pupils were still shrinking violently and he was frightened.

The divine eyes and the heavenly eyes are two completely different concepts.

The former refers to the eyes of ancient immortals and gods, which have the ability to capture the soul with a hole, while the latter, as the name suggests, is the eyes of heavenly being given by heaven!

According to ancient legend, only those gods who have the strengths of immortals and Buddhas and span the two paths can be born!

In other words, this is the ultimate eye, and even if it is the ultimate eye in the legend, no one has this heavenly eye!

In the Longquan Realm, the spiritual tide has been surging for more than one million years, but there are only three or five people who have the eyes of heaven in history!

And those three or five people...

Just as this thought emerged, Jiang Xiazi felt that his breathing was about to stop. He was so shocked that he had no intention of staying at all.

He was still in the air and had already crushed a magic weapon, which turned into a rainbow light and disappeared without a shadow in front of everyone.

...

"call!"

"suck!"

In the backyard of the royal palace, all kinds of black iron and fine gold were piled up like mountains. Yang Yu, wearing a long gown, sat cross-legged among them, silently absorbing the essence of a hundred golds, as well as the collected empty valley stones and blue sky stones.

More than a year after the war, he was always healing his wounds, but even though he did not hesitate to take a ginseng fruit, it still couldn't be eliminated.

That seal of self-sacrifice was so powerful that it was incredibly powerful.

But he will not waste time. In addition to reading the essence of martial arts, the most he does every day is to absorb the essence of a hundred golds to temper the skeleton.

Unlike Konggu Stone, Qingkong Stone, and Xuanstone, the number of black iron in his hands is huge, and the Northwest Road is rich in black iron, and there is no shortage of external objects, so it makes great progress.

In fact, if it were not for the body of the sky and the constraints of the black iron skeleton, the seal of sacrificing the body would have already exploded.

"call!"

As a large piece of blue sky petrol turned into powder, Yang Yu's mind circulated and disappeared between the acupoints.

But I saw strands of spiritual energy swaying, and the stone monkey with seven orifices throughout my life seemed to be alive and kept breathing.

After the Martial Saint achieved his achievements, the spiritual qi was no longer so uncontrollable to him. He could have penetrated deep into the acupoints and nurtured this seven-orbital stone monkey.

Unfortunately, the "birth" originated from the Blue Sky Stone is too weak. It is too difficult to nurturing the two broken orifices of the stone monkey.

call!

Suddenly, Yang Yu seemed to have some sense of consciousness and suddenly woke up from the meditation, with a hint of surprise flashing across his pale face.

Under the eyes of heaven, the person could not hide himself. In addition, the broken pages of the Life and Death Book were in his hand. He glanced at him and realized something was wrong.

He gently pressed his eyebrows, and under the sky's eyes, the figure that turned into a rainbow could be seen:

"The lifeless person..."

Yu Yang frowned, feeling shocked and suspicious.

This is the first time he has seen such a blank space. Even the old demon of Black Mountain can see its fate. It is only because of the level of Tongwei, and he cannot see through his protective magic weapon.

But this person is different. He has no fate...

"This person..."

Yu Yang let go of his fingers and his expression changed a little.

In just a moment, the man's aura had disappeared a hundred miles away, and even if he wanted to chase him, it would be too late.

But after a second thought, he had already captured the source of the aura that was contaminated with the man:

"Suming."

He thought in his heart that Tiefeng had come from outside the courtyard:

"Sir, I found the traces of Zhenren Lin. He is already a hundred miles outside the city..."

Since the day he captured the Northwest City, the people who came to vote had never stopped, but Yang Yu had already given instructions that he would rather be insignificant than be indiscriminate.

So much so that after seven or eight years, there are actually not many people being received, and Tiefeng and Lin brothers are naturally exceptions.

"Um."

Waving his hand, without Tie Feng's support, Yang Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the severe pain of the collision of qi and blood in his body, and slowly headed towards the front hall.

It was extremely difficult for him to use his qi and blood and true energy under the seal of sacrifice, but under such a violent tear, his horizontal practice made rapid progress.

In just over a year, the Yuanmax True Body Art has made considerable progress.

He walked slowly, and when he reached the front hall, the dusty Dao Ren Lin would also cross the threshold.

"Real person..."

With both hands, Yang Yu's eyes twitched for a moment.

Without the rank of ghosts and gods, and without such supernatural powers, Dao Ren Lin could not really see Taoist Zhenyan even if he followed his instructions.

On the small locust tree, the soul body of Zhenyan Taoist has reached its limit. Under the secludedness, it can be seen that it has lost most of its Yin life.

"You're done!"

Only the old and weak voices could be heard by Yang Yu, and his heart felt sore and he could hardly suppress his emotions.

miserable!

Too miserable.

The Taoist Master Zhenyan without a flesh shell had almost seen what his soul body had experienced.

"That old witch, damn it."

Yang Yu's breathing was heavy, and he was also involved in his own injuries, so he couldn't help but groan.

"You're this?"

Focusing on Huai Mu, Lin Daoren just felt the injuries in Yang Yu's body, and he couldn't help but change his fear.

"The old witch's self-sacrifice seal?!"

Even Daoren Lin, who had become a martial saint, could not help but change his face.

He had been entangled with Liansheng Sect for many years, but he didn't know how powerful the seal of self-sacrifice was. This was a desperate killing move that could hurt the Martial Saint if he used it.

And the old witch's skills...

"It's not a big deal."

Without explanation or delay, Yang Yu returned to the room with Huai Wood. Outside the closed door, the tired Daoren Lin forced himself to be on guard.

"call!"

Inside the house, Yang Yu sat cross-legged, and bounced his fingers, and the ghost baby appeared out of the black fog.

The little ghost was seriously injured and was almost killed by the old woman Liansheng that day, and only one breath remains. Yang Yu swallowed the ginseng fruit, which also meant to save the little ghost with Yin Shou.

"master."

Guiying nodded and bowed, and before Yang Yu could reply, she was shocked by the Taoist Taoist in Huai Muli:

"You are not dead? No, no, I mean, you are still alive? No, you are so heartless?!"

The ghost baby was shocked.

On that day, he searched for the entire northwest city without finding any trace of the Taoist Zhenyan. How could he still be alive?

"No more nonsense, the real person's state is difficult to maintain. Do you have any solutions?"

Yu Yang coughed lightly and interrupted.

This ghost baby looks like a baby, but in fact he has lived for a long time. He has known many things more than he has learned about.

"this……"

Looking at the old Taoist soul who was dying and almost speechless, the ghost baby was in trouble:

"...If the bag is broken, it can still be repaired. If the soul is broken, how can I repair it?"

If the Yin Life is insufficient, it seems like there is no water in the bottle, but the soul is broken, it is like the porcelain bottle is broken, and the water flows continuously. In this case, even if there are ten more ginseng fruits, there is no way.

"No, don't bother..."

In the locust wood, Taoist Zhenyan became weaker and weaker. It took him a lot of effort to open his mouth once:

"She hates me for not dying, but she is afraid of death. She cuts the soul of the old Taoist, which makes me die of pain..."

"Boy Yang, please feel free to the old man..."

"Real person..."

Yu Yang took a deep breath and looked at the ghost baby:

"According to your wishes, just make up?"

"Yes, yes..."

The ghost baby summoned a large area of ​​yin fog to nourish the locust tree, and he felt a little weak when he heard this:

"In fact, it can also allow the real person to fill the gap between the Five Ghosts. Now, the Five Ghosts are only left..."

"Shut up!"

Yu Yang slapped his backhand and put it in his cuff.

"Real person, the boy is not sure at this moment, but, let's try it out, if not..."

"If not, let the old Taoist walk happily..."

Seeing that the consciousness of Zhenyan Taoist was very blurred, Yang Yu gritted his teeth and activated the purple gold gourd to collect his soul.

Buzz!

With the efforts to suppress the instinct of the purple gold gourd to grind the soul from afar, Yang Yuchen calmed his mind and stepped into the Gluttony Cauldron.
Chapter completed!