“Urle?”

The red scorpion stared at the light gate that split the world, and listened to the cheers and shouts from the high platform of the giant statue, and felt a little dazed for a moment.

He had heard of the name Urle a long time ago...

"Two thousand years ago, the prairie god?"

He suddenly remembered the meaning of this name, and then looked at the huge light door in shock.

Although there was a distance... I could still see the face of the young man in black robe who walked out of the light gate.

That face was known to the entire demon clan!

"Da Sui Sword Cultivator, Ning Yi!"

The despair of the Killer Seed Mountain and the River of Apocalypse was strictly guarded by the Eastern Demon Realm. Only the great demon saints who retained their soul thoughts in Fengming Mountain vaguely captured the truth. For the demon cultivators in the Thousand Years Realm, this matter is a top secret among the top secrets, and they are not qualified to learn about the information about "Prairie Urle".

The demon clan only knows... After defeating the exiled immortal, Donghuang was killed by a human sword cultivator named Ning Yi. This human kid not only killed Donghuang one on one, but also took advantage of the chaos in the gray world and successfully returned to the Sui world!

"Urle, is Ning Yi, the human sword cultivator?" Hong Scorpion's heart was shocked.

Countless cheering sounds gathered in the air, accompanied by the purple box falling into Ning Yi's palm, a void, but real force floating on both sides of his shoulders.

The most illusory thing in the world is the power of wish.

Buddhist Bodhisattvas and Taoist Heavenly Venerables, after reaching the extreme of their practice, they will go further with their vows.

All living beings are incense and add clothes to themselves.

The chanting of "Urle" on the grassland has lasted for two thousand years. Yuan has a very low reputation. For two thousand years, he has been constantly attacking the Mother River, but he has not sought the incense. Instead, he has added his merit to the name of "Urle"... Compared to the power that Urle can control, the incense merit brought by this name is a great fortune that even the ancient heavenly masters and great Bodhisattvas have hoped for.

Two thousand years ago, the Lion Heart King paved the way. Two thousand years later, Ning Yi picked fruits.

When he started the purple box, Ning Yi did not rush to open it. Holding the purple box, he immediately felt a vague "power" blessing, and his body was filled with thunder, as if he could jump gently and reach the sky.

"Only by holding the purple box can you feel the power of vows... This is Yuan teaching me how to use power." Ning Yi's eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself softly, "The last time he defeated Yuansha and killed Donghuang, the entire grassland was singing my name. So when I came back this time, I directly felt the blessing of vows."

Threads of threads accumulate into many, these wishes are like fireflies, but they gather into a stream.

This is external force.

But it is also his own strength.

Because Ning Yi is Urle, even if he doesn't use this incense... his will will not change his power.

Ning Yi finally understood why the Dragon Emperor Baidi is said to be absolutely invincible in his respective fields. The Dragon Emperor Palace and the Mustard Mountain have a large number of believers from these two demon emperors. With such huge blessings, he is indeed invincible within the field!

This is why Taizong, who has been invincible for six hundred years, is invincible in Tiandu City.

I just don’t know whether Emperor Taizong and Pei Min used their “wish power” when they confronted each other… The people of the Sui Dynasty all blessed the capital of heaven, and this incense power should be even larger than any one of the Mustard Mountain and Dragon Emperor Hall alone.

"It's just that leaving the grassland, this power will weaken." Ning Yi sensed carefully again, and for a moment he seemed to see the light and fire, from all sides of the grassland map.

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Fang has limited support, and once he leaves too far, he cannot borrow the power of incense.

"interesting."

Ning Yi clenched his fists, narrowed his eyes, and stared at the purple box.

Yuan...Is this what I want to use the demon tide to give myself a try? How much does it matter after the blessing of the vow?

"Stop the beast tide and guard the platform."

"I'll leave the command of the cavalry group to you." Ning Yi turned his head and ordered Yun Xun, saying, "I'll kill a few big monsters."

The voice fell.

A long rainbow rose from the ground.

Ye Hongfu had already imagined that when the Northern Wilderness fought against Han Dynasty, Ning Yi's flying sword was very fast... But she could never imagine that Ning Yi could also "break through the sound barrier" with her physical body alone.

The sky is broken and the flowing clouds are rising.

A black robe figure hovered in front of three thousand-year-old monsters the next moment.

Ning Yi glanced at him indifferently.

A scorpion formation master, a leopard that cultivates swords, and a fox demon that specializes in cultivating souls.

At this moment, the three thousand-year-old monsters changed drastically, as if they were seeing ghosts in the sun. In the last moment, the man had just walked out of the ancient gate, and the purple box on the top of the city flew into his palm. In the next moment, the young sword cultivator had already appeared in front of the three of them out of thin air, and the distance between them was only more than a meter.

No sword control?!

How did this be done?

What's even more terrifying is.

The young human sword cultivator's eyes just looked around and the three thousand-year-old monsters felt a feeling of being seen through all their bodies. Even Bai Wei, who was perfectly transformed, had a feeling of being unable to escape.

According to the information of the demon clan world... This human sword cultivator named "Ning Yi" was just a life star when he left the demon clan world two years ago, which is equivalent to a cultivator who had just entered the thousand-year realm among the demon clans!

But the pressure brought by this moment is much greater than that of ordinary demon kings!

The three-headed monsters at this moment had an idea.

escape!

The three-headed monster was just about to turn around.

In between lightning and flashing—

Ning Yi raised his left and right arms and instantly pressed the red scorpion and Bai Wei's forehead. He did not rush to exert force, but looked at the leopard that had turned around and flew out dozens of feet, and accurately hit the latter's heart lake with a sound transmission.

"If you dare to hand over the knife, you will hurt me. I will leave you a way out."

Liehu's pupils widened and turned around suddenly, just in time to see the scene of Ning Yi exerting force with both hands.

With a click, the red scorpion covered with red armor was crushed to its bones, and a strand of life soul was directly annihilated.

The fox demon woman with a snow-white skin spewed out blood with a puff, and her skin oozed out, and her stiff body instantly softened...

Ning Yi let go of his hands and let the two monsters fall to the ground.

The sound of the wind.

Along with a roar.

A fire leopard magic image covering the heaven and earth dozens of feet suddenly appeared, and a powerful sword aura, accompanied by the clear sound of drawing the sword, was exposed between the heaven and earth.

The twenty feet away had already escaped, and at this moment it became an excellent sprint distance for a sword-drawing attack. The leopard took an unstoppable step forward and slashed the most amazing knife since his practice.

But the expression of the knife-hitting man was always dull.

Even a little numb.

A harsh sound of collision was like a metal and iron collision. A wisp of wishing power wrapped around Ning Yi's fingers, gently holding the long sword hanging before his forehead, allowing the big monster opposite to blushed, exerting the power of his breasts, and even borrowing the power of his natal demon body. His whole body was broken and his body was swollen.

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It turns into a towering cat standing upright.

With all the thousands of means and all kinds of magical powers, the blade can never go further.

From a distance, the big demon was erecting a knife, hovering in front of the young human race, with a huge size, just like a mountain that is about rice grains.

Just talking about the power contained in the body.

A mountain is a grain of rice, and a grain of rice is a mountain.

Ning Yi's eyes lit up slightly, and at this moment, he sensed the consumption of the sparks of the willpower in his body.

The power of wish is not the power that can be returned from practice... If you use one strand, you will lose one strand.

This is fair.

The power of wishes is already somewhat beyond Ning Yi's imagination. This external force blesses oneself perfectly, like an arm and finger. If the energy source is still continuous, even if there is an inverted sea ban, it will not be able to stop the war between the two worlds.

The powerful beings standing at the highest point in the world have reached their ultimate desire for "eternity".

It is they who are enjoying their will. If this power is inexhaustible, then they will really have hope of achieving immortality.

Ning Yi withdrew his thoughts, looked at the big cat who was doing his best, and smiled slightly.

He was not going to kill him, but he was going to leave one as a living mouth and forced him to ask about the will behind the beast tide.

"Answer one question from me, I will save your life and take you as a mount." Ning Yi looked at the big cat's eyes and asked calmly: "As far as you know, who is the direct messenger behind the beast tide?"

A buzzing sound.

Liehu's mind was blank.

The power of the knife slowly became loose.

The big monster's expression became dull.

"It's a demon..."

After only saying three words, the big cat, who had transformed into a demon, suddenly widened his eyes and looked towards the ground in disbelief.

His body seemed to be slashed by a thunder. Without external force, he spewed out a large mouthful of demon blood.

Ning Yi's expression suddenly became gloomy. He had just used the magic of divine thought to comfort the leopard demon, and he felt a strange thing in the other person's sea of ​​consciousness.
To be continued...