I Evolved The Heavens

Chapter 429

Yang Yi glanced lightly, his thoughts moved, and countless great sun essences gathered in front of him, turned into a real sun fire, and then split into two and whizzed down.

boom! boom!

The real fire of the sun fell on the two flying corpses, and they were just two bundles of firewood being ignited and burning violently.

Huh! Huh!

The two flying corpses screamed sharply and plunged into the sea in a hurry.

But how can the sea water extinguish the real fire of the sun, they are still burning, and soon turn into ashes and merge into the sea water.

Yang Yi tore through the void, and soon came to the back of Tianjue Mountain.

This is a large plain with a radius of hundreds of miles, centered on a huge city, Tianwu City, surrounded by large tracts of farmland and villages.

Countless savage slaves were working numbly under the drive of the disciples of the Witch Ghost Dao.

Yang Yi is the body of the soul, and can directly see the various qi mechanisms between the heaven and the earth.

In his eyes, the sky above Tianwu City was full of black resentment, and the vast sky was rendered like a dark night, and it seemed that countless souls could still be heard wailing vaguely.

This is because the witches and ghosts are cruel, often using savages Blood Essence and Soul Refining Equipment, and even in order to enhance the effect of Magical Item, they will torture the savages by various means.

The accumulation of years and months, coupled with the countless people who died because of the construction of the Witch City, caused resentment in the Witch City that day.

Yang Yi’s eyes were indifferent, and his heart surged with killing intent.

Although the people killed were all savages, they were also humans after all. The Witch Ghost Dao had completely lost its conscience in order to cultivate and build the city. However, in the middle of the Witch City on this day, there was a large amount of pure Yang Qi rising.

This pure Yang Qi is like a scorching sun, making the surrounding grievances unable to approach.

Yang Yi knew that it must have been issued by Qiankun cloth bag.

This Qiankun cloth bag is probably the human skin of the peak of the immortal, with a pure sun like the sun, which can’t be concealed at all.

Looking at the full sky of resentment, it seems that a peerless formation is formed, which is the great formation of the witchcraft dynasty.

“Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds.”

Yang Yi shouted loudly, this was the first time he had displayed his righteousness in the world of Yangshen.

In the vast sky, countless cyan rays of light converged from all directions, and they gathered together, like a round of cyan sun with billions of rays of light, mighty and mighty.

Endless light poured down, and the black resentment seemed to turn into gasoline, which was ignited and burned violently.

Rumble!

All the grievances were completely ignited, burning like a sea of ​​fire, and soon spread from top to bottom to the city.

This invisible fire is completely invisible to ordinary people and cannot be felt.

But for disciples of the Witch and Ghost Dao Cultivation Technique, that is a peerless disaster.

They first discovered that the huge array of ghosts and dynasties set up was lit by an unknown fire, and then they felt that their own spirits were also burning.

Not only that, the various iron corpses, flying corpses, and even the heavenly corpses and the corpse emperor they refined, all ignited spontaneously.

For the cultivation evil people, Haoran righteousness is the natural nemesis.

“Ah! Fire, what a big fire, my soul is burning.”

“Help, who can save me, I don’t want to die.”

“The sky has no eyes. You are trying to destroy my Wuguidao. We have all hidden in the wild continent.”

“Run away, the city is all burned.”

…

In Tianwu City, there was a mess.

Hundreds of Wuguidao disciples were screaming frantically, and there was an endless cyan fire in front of them, igniting their souls and hurting their souls.

City Lord’s Mansion.

Monk Jing Ren looked dazed, staring blankly at the four old men in black robes without fire and spontaneous combustion. There was a sense of horror in his heart. You must know that these four people are not simple, but they are Sect Leader Yu Wutong and San Big Elder is a master of Ghost Immortals.

They were still discussing matters before, planning to build a sea ship to return to Tianzhou.

The Witch and Ghost Dao secretly rebuilt the Witch and Ghost Dao, and he secretly gathered the disciples of the Great Zen Temple scattered around, and the two sides formed an offensive and defensive alliance to deal with the pressure from the imperial court.

When he was about to speak, the four of them suddenly screamed and screamed, and then cyan flames appeared all over their bodies.

Not only the four of them, but the corpses and corpses guarded inside and outside the Great Hall also burned.

It seems that all of a sudden, the gods of heaven burned the filth of the world.

“Amitābha!”

Monk Jing Ren strongly endured the fear and slowly closed his eyes.

He felt that this was the Buddha’s endless karma fire, not only sweeping away the filth of the world, but also a warning to own.

As the Martial Saint of Buddhism, he not only failed to cast down demons and exterminate demons, but mingled with the witches and ghosts, which is really a sin.

These are four Ghost Immortals, and a dozen corpse emperors equivalent to the Grand Great Master.

In such an instant, they all died clean.

Their bodies are intact, but their spirits have been burned out, and even the grievances and corpses on their bodies have been burned completely.

Of course, he knew that this was definitely not done by the Buddha, it should have been done by someone strong.

“The Universe Bag!”

Monk Jingren suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly realized something.

This wild continent is located in the depths of the South China Sea, and it is inaccessible. If someone who is strong comes here, I am afraid that 80% of them will come here for the sake of the universe.

Thinking of this, he quickly stood up and rushed out.

Under Haoran’s righteousness, the grievances of the Sky Witch City were burned clean, and the disciples of the Witch Ghost Dao were almost dead, and only the disciples who had not cultivated the Dao survived.

Yang Yi’s figure fell from the sky and stood in front of a palace.

This palace is extremely grand and magnificent. There is a gilt sign on the plaque with the words “God of War Palace” written on it.

He stepped into the palace and saw an altar erected in the center of the palace.

Above the altar, there is a large bag enshrined.

This pocket is not silky or linen, with a strange color, like leather, tightly bound by a rope like a tendon. It is a Qiankun cloth bag.

With a move from Yang Yi’s right hand, the Qiankun cloth bag flew out of the altar and fell into his hand.

The tentacles are creamy, just like mutton white jade.

With a bang, a Daoist shadow fell into the Great Hall more and more, and it was the Jing Ren monk.

He looked at Yang Yi, his eyes flashed with horror, because the person in front of him was obviously the body of the soul, but there was not the slightest yin energy, on the contrary, it exuded a strong pure yang energy.

Such a pure Yang Qi is definitely not one thunder tribulation, or two thunder tribulations can have, it is very likely that it has been five thunder tribulations, or even six thunder tribulations.

“Drink! Dragon Elephant Seal!”

Without any hesitation, Monk Jing Ren acted first.

He yelled fiercely, like Vajra glaring, his blood Qi surging,

He was full of Ujin Kasaya bulging, and his whole body enlarged half of his body out of thin air. It really seemed to be a guardian god in Buddhism, and his hand squeezed out his fist.

Yang Yi’s face was cold, not evasive.

He actually performed martial arts with his spirit, and he was also the seal of the dragon image, welcoming the monk Jing Ren.

Just when the monk Jingren broke in, he had already seen the opponent’s character panel and had learned all the martial arts of the opponent.

“what!”

The monk Jing Ren was shocked. The other party used the spirit to display martial arts, and it was still the dragon image seal. The key point was that the other party’s dragon image seal was more proficient than his own. How could this be possible?

boom!

The two fists intersected, making a loud noise like Xia Lei.

Large swaths of air exploded, shock waves swept across the square, and the surrounding doors and windows burst into pieces.

Monk Jingren’s face flushed, he felt his arms numb with force, and a huge impact made him retreated again and again, smashing all the floor tiles under his feet.

He didn’t stop until he was about to retreat to the threshold when he smashed the threshold with one foot.