"It goes without saying that of course it took the life of this old bald donkey!"

A cold light flashed in Ling Yi's eyes.

"Swish!"

The Pure Yang Sword suddenly unsheathed.

It turned into a sword grass and a sword soul, stabbed at the One-Brow Venerable.

Just as the Pure Yang Sword was about to approach Venerable Yimei, the Buddha's power suddenly transformed into words outside his body.

"boom!"

Ling Yi felt a huge force pouring into the body of the One-Browed Venerable from the golden body relics.

Ling Yi's steps were empty and he couldn't help but take three steps back.

In Ling Yi's soul pupil, he could clearly see that the power of the One-Brow Master was a little stronger, and it seemed that the speed of absorbing the golden body relics was also a little faster.

However, what is surprising is that under such a powerful attack, the Yimei Venerable had not yet woken up.

Moreover, even the strong man in the ninth transformation of the Heavenly Man did not dare to take the attack. The Master Yimei was able to protect himself from his body, so he could take Ling Yi's attack.

This is too terrible!

"No, at this moment, this old man seems to be integrated with the golden body relics. If I attack him, it is equivalent to attacking the golden body relics. The previous generation of Dizang Sect Venerable was obviously a strong man far more than the Yimei Venerable. Just subconscious body protection power can offset my attack!"

Ling Yi took three steps back and removed this terrible force.

If it were other half-step Venerables, they would be shocked to death immediately and die on the spot.

Ling Yi was in his soul's eyes and could naturally see the unusualness. After careful analysis, he came to a conclusion.

"Oh, but if he lets him absorb the golden relics, his strength will become more and more terrifying! If you want to take his life again, it will be difficult!"

Tu Tu took a breath of air conditioning and then spoke.

For a moment, Ling Yi seemed to be in a difficult situation, neither going forward nor retreating.

Just when Tu Tu and Ling Yi were at a loss.

A trace of determination flashed in Ling Yi's eyes.

Ling Yi walked to the back of the golden relics, took a deep breath, and began to keep circulating the bloodline.

"You are..."

Tu Tu and Ling Yi were in a close relationship. At this moment, they figured out what Ling Yi was going to do and exclaimed.

"Yes, I just want to compete with this old bald donkey for good fortune! See if he is the Venerable level of Buddha cultivation, or is my Diting bloodline more suitable for the golden body relics!"

A trace of firmness flashed in Ling Yi's eyes, and he let out a breath and sneered.

Tu Tu Yi's chubby face was full of horror.

After thinking about it carefully, I couldn't help but feel that Ling Yi's thinking was far beyond ordinary people.

This idea may work!

Ling Yi was decisive in doing things and was extremely neat and neat. After speaking, his palms began to press against the back of the golden relics.
Chapter completed!