Chapter 1992

At this moment, everyone's eyes gradually recovered. Under the direction of Duanmu xiongtu, the only focus of the audience once again fell on Su Yi.

Isn't it a joke that a teenager with a deep blood feud with holy mountain should come to accept the baptism of the congenital King's gas?

Everyone's face was full of doubts, including surprise, coldness and sarcasm. Duanmu xiongtu walked in front of everyone and looked at Su Yi.

"Let me remind you for the last time. The innate aura of the holy king is different from the golden sky array. The most powerful innate aura is enough to blow out a warrior without the aura of the holy king immediately! Su Xiaoyou, when you are ready, go in!"

Su Yi took a deep breath, stretched lazily, and his lax eyes suddenly showed a trace of cold.

Then, he gently shook Duanmu Xiaoman's jade hand, and his body turned into a flash of light and rushed to the holy martial arts hall.

"Su Yi, do keep your life. If you can't get out, it's too boring!" Yuchi Changfeng, who still stood in place, no longer looked at the snow red building, with a gloomy face.

Xue Honglou is even better. He is originally a man of holy mountain. As long as Su Yi, an asshole, is not baptized, this holy mountain contest can still be carried out as planned.

Su Yi's body in the air was like a startling goose, jumping high over the head of weichi Changfeng, and a trace of coldness flowed from between his teeth.

"Then open your eyes and look at it!" Su Yi sneered.

The next second, Su Yi stabbed a fierce son and rushed into the Shengwu hall.

At that time, the overwhelming golden light filled the sky, and Su Yi's body was quickly wrapped by the ancient charm, and soon Su Yi's soul fell into it.

"Hum!"

In the Shengwu hall, there are more than ten columns hanging in the four directions, with an invisible top and an invisible edge.

From north to south, according to the terrain, the vertical and horizontal paths with six twists and eighteen bends are shaped, just like centrifugal.

Six Golden roads are paved, and the ancient and secluded paths twists and turns. They are quiet and sacred, and the golden light has converged to the center, like rivers falling into the sea.

In the middle, with a simple golden light, stands a box made of stone, which is more than half a person tall.

The surrounding air is cold and quiet, and the outside is well-known, so quiet that you can only hear your breath.

When Su Yi gradually opened his eyes, he could feel a huge pressure pressing on him.

The meridians were blocked, the vitality gradually solidified, and the skin and flesh swelled like balloons. Suddenly, the heart coagulated, and quickly ran the ancient Scripture of the heavenly demon. According to the route of governing the heaven, the vitality flowed in the broad meridians like a trickle.

The stars surged, echoing with the golden light on the zenith, and the whole sky and earth streamed and glittered.

"What a strong pressure!"

Chi Feihong's breathing gradually shortens, and his wrinkled skin moves slightly, which is obviously not suitable for the immediate environment!

Iron soul, who also felt uncomfortable, returned to the demon sect after serious injury. Even if he was in the porch, the external pressure was no better than himself.

Zhou Kong's suffocating pressure wrapped Su Yi's whole body. The terrible pressure seemed to roll in like a wave, fluctuating endlessly. Su Yi's eyes showed a trace of determination, and he walked with heavy steps towards the central stone box.

"Bang bang!"

With every step Su Yi took, the blood in her body would boil, the soul would vibrate, the heart would tremble, and the pain would follow!

"Only Su Yi's flesh and soul can reach this step without the spirit of the holy king!" Seeing Su Yi getting closer and closer to the stone box, Chi Feihong's trembling mouth continued to tremble.

Gritting his teeth and puffing his strength, it seemed that he had returned to the storm of time and space. After being baptized by the storm, Su Yi's flesh and blood had reached a new level. Even if the green tendons burst, the flesh and blood expanded, and the blood was like the surging magma, these were not a big deal for Su Yi!

The fiery and red spirit of Tianyuan demon, like a small sun, shines in the heart sea. The closer it is to the stone box, the heavier the pressure of the soul, and the more it can feel the fear of the soul being drawn out!

Time passed like quicksand. Su Yi had entered the Shengwu hall for less than half an hour. When the last step was completed, Su Yi looked at the ordinary stone box and shouted loudly with a dry throat.

"On!"

For a moment, the pupils burst, and the surging golden light fell from the sky, like gods and Demons singing, and the ancient sound of sacrifice sounded from a distance.

Like a towering tree, the supreme heavenly power suddenly fell, and the stone box suddenly opened with a squeak.

Golden light, awe inspiring, terrible power instantly overturned the entire dome, enough to destroy all things, and the light shrouded Su Yi.

Su Yi's soul immediately throbbed. In the blazing breath, there were light and shadow flying, thousands of beasts galloping, the flames of war drifting, and blood floating.

Hundreds of strong people beyond human imagination fought in the sky, the light stirred, set off huge waves, and the sacred atmosphere filled the sky!

"Wake up, Su Yi! You have entered a dreamland!" Iron soul was also uncomfortable, white faced and shouted loudly.

Su Yi's eyes were scattered, and his mind jumped. He just fell into the wonderful scene in front of him. The mysterious force was vast in the void, spreading out, strange and wonderful.

The sound of iron soul went farther and farther. Su Yi could hear it, but he couldn't wake up, and his pupils gradually lost their luster.

Suddenly, a very clear and moving, glittering and translucent milky sound moistened Su Yi's heart like a drop of ice spring.

"Big brother, this light is so comfortable!" Ping'er rubbed his eyes and woke up from a dream. He yawned and said softly.

The sound was sweet, but it was like the ethereal sound of heaven. Su Yi was pulled back from the God demon war that destroyed the sky and earth. When Su Yi's mind was restrained and his eyes were dignified.

The blood demon killing sword has been wrapped by the stone box, and the golden light is brilliant. The golden light of the week is like a flood on the sword.

The blood red sword pattern flowed, and the lovely face of Ping'er flashed on the painted black sword, revealing a slight smile.

"Big brother, come after me!"

"Bang!"

"Wow!"

The stone box was closed, and the blood demon killing sword was covered. The bottle screamed, and Su Yi's face suddenly changed.

"What's the matter! Bottle!" Su Yi roared!

It has been more than half an hour since Su Yi entered.

In front of the Shengwu palace, Yuchi Changfeng's mouth was slightly pricked, and his feeling of pride was undisguised.

"Great, Su Yi is finally dead! It's too much! Hahaha!"

Arrogant laughter caused dissatisfaction from everyone in the aristocratic family and Yutian palace. Duanmu Xiaoman's pretty face was slightly cold, and frost was covered in his eyes.

"He should be allowed to take the soul stone." Duanmu Xiaoman whispered, and Duanmu Qingtian looked at him with the same frown.

"My God, everyone, look! What's that!"