"Yeah...Yeah..."

The two black and white sword lights were hovering. At first, they were just two cold and slender sword lights scattered around them into a circle. In just one circle, they had turned into a ray of light. The black and white colors enveloped both Yi Yan and Yi An. The sword intent surged in the light, clusters like deadly flowers, and emerged from the depths like waves.

As soon as the thirteen golden beans appeared, Yi Yan thought that they were the most popular heavenly soldiers in the Shintoshi, which was the art of tearing beans into soldiers that were passed down in the world.

Under that sprinkle, the golden beans broke through the sky and turned into golden armored heavenly soldiers, rushing into the clusters of sword lights that were gathering in front of Yi Yan.

I heard the tinging sounds endlessly. One by one, the golden armored soldiers turned into golden beans and rolled on the ground. However, they just rolled around, but suddenly turned into golden armored soldiers and jumped up again. Many of them had not fallen to the ground and had already turned into golden armored heavenly soldiers again.

Thirteen people slashed around Yi Yan's sword and knife. There was only indifference in their eyes, and there was no sign of life. Thirteen golden armored heavenly soldiers were exactly the same, tall, short, fat and thin. The condensing aura on their bodies made people feel deep in their hearts, and the sense of oppression was as strong as flames.

Yi Yan's mind controlled the two Yin-Yang sword lights and killed the thirteen heavenly soldiers. Every time he slashed on them, he made a light sound, but he could not really kill them.

The soul is even more inaccessible, because the soul cannot hurt the heavenly soldiers, but the heavenly soldiers can hurt the soul. The soul-catching demon eyes cannot capture the souls of these heavenly soldiers. Yi Yan even does not know whether these heavenly soldiers have souls.

This was the first time Yi Yan felt helpless. Among the people who fought with him in the past, there were no gods, but all creatures, so his soul-catching demon eyes could make them retreat. In this temple of the Maori Star Official, his soul-catching demon eyes could not use the magical powers he imagined, and he was all at a disadvantage.

In just a moment, the situation of life and death has been settled.

But his heart became quieter and he was chanting a spell obtained by the long-term sacrifice of the Yin-Yang Sword Gourd. The spell was like mountains and rivers on the flat ground, rising and falling, and the sword light was lit up and down, and hissing and whistling.

I saw an ancient gourd hanging in the void in the temple. With a drip, a sword light spiraled and poured down. Thirteen heavenly soldiers turned into thirteen golden beans in an instant and fell on the ground and rolled, as if they were injured. Several of them had a trace of cracks on the surface.

Instead of taking advantage of the victory, Yi Yan took a deep breath, mobilized the divine power on his back, took Yi An's hand, turned around and rushed out of the temple, taking one step forward, trying to use the technique of breaking through the air, but found that there was a force in the void that bound him, as if he was in a mud.

His divine power surged, and as he stepped forward, the long sword in his hand thrust, trying to cut off the force that bound him.

The temple gate was right in front of Yi Yan's heart was moving, the sword light on the Yin-Yang Sword Gourd was shaking, and the tens of thousands of threads of bondage on his body immediately relaxed.

However, another long and distant crow of roosters sounded, and he found that the entrance of the temple was getting bigger and bigger and farther away. He even found that the temple seemed to have become extremely high. Just when he was surprised, a golden rooster suddenly flew down from the sunshine in the void.

The big rooster has a pair of golden mouths, a bright red crown, a pair of black and brown claws, a shiny hair, and black and golden feathers layer by layer. It looks like a mighty general. Yi Yan looked up and looked like a little bug, and was about to be eaten by the big rooster.

As soon as the big rooster appeared, Yi Yan felt a strong sense of danger in his heart, and he was shocked to take his sister's hand and retreat. However, his steps had just retreated, and the big rooster had already bent down and pecked at him with his mouth.

In this moment, Yi Yan felt that he was not facing a big rooster, but a ferocious beast ten thousand years ago. The coldness and evil in the eyes of the big rooster also caused a violent fluctuation in the Qingming that he was sticking to.

At this time, even if the magic weapon of Yin and Yang Sword Gourd was held in his hand, he did not feel any sense of security in his heart, afraid that the Yin and Yang Sword Sword could not even penetrate its fur. Of course, this was just a feeling that surged in his heart, but he didn't know what the truth was. It was just that in this thought, he did not sacrifice to Yin and Yang Sword Gourd, but firmly opened his eyes and looked directly at the big rooster's eyes that were pecking.

The dark green light in his eyes was rich and weird. Since he got the soul-catching demon eyes, all he could use was to uncover half of the seal Lin Zexu had given the demon eyes, and the other half could not be uncovered. This was when Lin Zexu sent him to Guangxi, and saw that he had no magic power on his body, so he gave him the demon eyes that all the demons wanted to get so that he could protect himself.

When he first used the Soul-Surface Demon Eye, he even felt that he was going to be Soul-Surfaced. After many times, he had it and practiced for a long time, the feeling disappeared. At this moment, he found that he had opened the seal of the Soul-Surface Demon Eye and had a different feeling.

In this way, the Soul-Seeing Demon Eye used to him to be like a torch that could drive away the enemy and kill the enemy. Although he possessed powerful magical powers, he was just an external object and could only allow himself to show the Soul-Seeing Demon Eye. Just now, when he decided to use the Soul-Seeing Demon Eye to break the magic of the Maori Star Lord, something seemed to spread in his eyes, as if a strange aura was penetrated into his eye frame.

In his heart, an eye is slowly taking shape.

The bright and rich light in the dark green eyes was like water in a deep pool, without any vitality, but only the weirdness and whirlpool.

The big rooster suddenly slowed down, while Yi Yan's figure quickly increased at a visible speed.

Only then did Yi Yan realize that he had hit some special spell.

While Yi Yan was rising, the body of the big rooster collapsed in the moment before the pecking Yi Yan, and turned into a black-clothed standing there. His face was old Pu, his eyes were cold, his cheeks were bulging, his lips were thin, and his eyebrows were light, like a piece of rotten wood carving. It was the temple blessing that stole the position of the Star Lord of Mao Ri.

After a round of battle, both of them stopped temporarily and stopped fighting. Yi Yan did not fall at a disadvantage in Yunnan with the monsters and cultivators of the four, five and six tribulations, and even killed many of them. This made him feel a little bit of a thought that the practitioners in the world were just like this.

When he saw that the gods in the temple had only one divine power, which was equivalent to the strength of a three-tribulation cultivator, he couldn't help but feel a little indifferent. Even if he was alert to the fact that things were not simple, he still felt that even if he was defeated, he would definitely be able to escape unstoppable.

However, he did not remember for a moment that the divine power representing the gods refers to the divine power that he could show elsewhere after leaving his divine realm. It is a terrible thing for a god in his temple.

Yi Yan looked at Maori Xingjun coldly and asked, "There was no resentment in the past, but no revenge in the past, why did you do this?"

The Star Lord Mao Ri stared at Yi Yan the same way. As his eyes blinked, a circle of gold flashed in his eyes. He suddenly said, "Since you want to know, then I will tell you that a year ago, your father stole a treasure from our Heavenly Temple."

Yi Yan was slightly stunned. He thought that the Maori Star Lord who occupied the position of the god in front of him was also a person who wanted to seize his soul-catching demonic eyes. It turned out that it was because his father stole a treasure in their Heavenly Temple?

Yi Yan was surprised, but said tightly: "But my father is dead."

"When a person dies, the treasures must still exist in the world, and not to mention that humans may not really die. Although a thunder a year ago destroyed everything in the tomb, some of us have spent a lot of magical powers and went to the underworld to read the life and death brink, but did not find your father's name. If he dies, there will definitely be a name on it, and the name will indicate when and where he dies." The star Lord Mao Ri said as if he wanted to see the depths of Yi Yan's heart.

"Your Heavenly Temple must be heavily guarded. How could my father get in? If it was an important treasure, how could my father stole it for nearly a year before he discovered it." Yi Yan said.

"Hmph, your father is a god general in the heavenly court. He can enter the temple at will. What's the difficulty of stealing something?"

Yi Yan was shocked. He never thought that his father would be a god general in the Heavenly Court on Earth. At the same time, he instantly understood why there would be a god in his father's magic. What was the real cause of his father's death? Through the soul, he saw the wounds on his father's body at home, and there were many scars caused by the divine technique in the worship of God. Where did his father's heart go? Was it dug up by Wang Su?

"As for why you are only here to investigate your father now, it is because your father blamed someone else, and not long after that, your father died and was buried in the eyes of this god."

Yi Yan realized when he heard this that he said that his father stole something and blamed someone else, and soon died and was buried under the sight of the Star Lord of Mao Ri, so the Heavenly Court on Earth never doubted his father's head.

"So, you can't be sure that my father stole the thing." Yi Yan said.

"Haha, certainty and uncertainty are just a spell. We need you to open your memory and let us see what Yi Liangkang passed on when he finally passed on spiritual power to you."

"Do you think my father gave me that treasure?"

"Even if Yi Liangkang is really dead, he will even pass on his spiritual power to you. There is no reason why he won't hand over that treasure to you."

It is not that simple for anyone to open your memory to read. This is an extremely harmful thing for those who are viewed. It is like breaking the spirit cover and looking at the brain marrow. Yi Yan cannot agree.

Yi Yan did not answer, but asked: "I want to know if my mother and brother are still alive."

The Star Lord Mao Ri stared at Yi Yan and finally sneered: "What do you think?"

At this moment, another person appeared at the entrance of the temple, and Yi Yan didn't notice when he appeared there.

This man did not enter the temple, and he was holding a spear in his hand, with a dark and shiny head.

His eyes were staring at Yi Yan as sharp as an eagle, his face was dark, his palms were thick, his feet were wearing ordinary straw sandals, and his whole body was full of nature and harmony. In addition, there was a murderous intent that was extremely congested.

For some reason, Yi Yan thought of Wang Su as soon as he saw him, and when he saw his gun, he thought of Wang Su's knife.

"He is Brother Xing's master." Yi An pointed to the thin dark man holding a spear outside the temple and said loudly. However, Yi Yan only took a look and realized that this was not an ordinary martial artist, but a god general. The god general in the heavenly court on earth. Since this god general is here, it will be even more difficult for him to leave.

"You come out, I don't want to kill you in the temple just so simply." The thin and dark man said. Yi Yan couldn't help but look at the Star Lord Mao Ri and found that he had no objection.

Before Yi Yan could leave, he said again: "Your father has caused me to be hunted for nearly a year. You are his son and are also a practitioner. You can help him pay off his debts. It is natural for the father to pay off his debts."
Chapter completed!