Xu Yi clearly saw the small swords of divine thought bent the space, ripples, carrying the breath of death, rushing towards him.

The divine thoughts were activated, and pure white walls of thought were generated instantly. The moment the small sword hit the wall of thought, a huge soul tremble appeared in the depths of the spiritual platform of Xu Yi and the third young master Yun.

The little sword of divine thoughts was constantly eliminating, the wall of thoughts was constantly shattering, and the two were constantly disillusioned. At the same time, the real soul villain in the depths of the two spiritual platforms kept trembling, and the severe pain that shocked the true soul was simply beyond the limit of patience.

Xu Yi was shocked. The Yun family was a royal family, and it was not uncommon to have supreme skills. Just as the escape technique that the third son of the Yun family had just shown was far better than him.

He knew that his new Yuzhu Electric Art had cultivated the fourth-level divine consciousness to boost his granular magical ideology, but he still won the magical skills of the third son of the Yun family.

But he didn't expect that when it came to the battle, the attacks displayed by the third son of the Yun family would be so powerful.

The small swords of divine thoughts gathered and dispersed, and they gathered, and they were endless. However, his wall of thought was broken one after another and reunited one after another. In terms of the magic of the martial arts, the small swords of divine thoughts displayed by the third son of the Yun family were more than tens of millions of miles than his wall of thoughts.

What Xu Yi never imagined was that if he was shocked, he brought far more to the third son of the Yun family than to him.

This time, when the third son of the Yun family heard the news that Xu Yi had left from someone who was interested, he rushed over. He was alone and didn't even bring a member.

It was not because of the third son Yun, but because of the invincible years, Mr. Yun, who had been invincible for many years, had the confidence to be as strong as Yang Zun.

I never took Xu Yi, a genius who had risen from the middle stage of soul-sensing, to the True Condensing Heaven cultivator in just over a year.

The prince of the Yun family once said that if you talk about talent, Xu Yi is better than his third son Yun. In terms of this, although Mr. Yun was dissatisfied with this, he secretly recognized Xu Yi's genius.

No matter how genius is, it also takes time to accumulate. Obviously, Mr. Yun San does not intend to give Xu Yi any more time to accumulate.

But when it was really time to fight, Mr. Yun realized that the person in front of him was not a genius, he was simply a monster!

The fourth-level divine thought, he actually saw the fourth-level divine thought in the Yinzun realm.

As far as he knew, the prince's first accomplished only the fourth-level divine consciousness. But before the prince achieved the divine consciousness, he didn't know how thorough preparations he made, and he spent countless treasures of heaven and earth, and supplemented with the Yun family's unique spiritual enlightenment pill, he achieved this fourth-level divine consciousness.

With this in mind, the third young master Yun's idea of ​​capturing and killing Xu Yi became even stronger.

But he heard him shouting angrily, "Stop! Eight Wind Sword!"

The attack of divine thoughts disappeared, and eight green swords shining across the sky. Each small sword had three magic patterns, like a spiritual snake, agile like a dragon, and it would split the air as soon as it was released.

Wherever the green sword passed, collapsed vortexes grew, like cracks in space.

The eight green swords attacked Xu Yi's wall of thought, like a storm, and instantly penetrated the wall of thought. Bai Ling's battle suit was activated instantly, and the scales instantly wrapped Xu Yi. The eight green swords slashed on the light shield derived from the scales and were all bounced open.

Xu Yi was shocked. He knew the defensive power of the divine thoughts. The thought wall generated by the divine thoughts could almost defend against the explosion of the magnetic core beads, but it collapsed instantly under these eight green swords.

"Fourth-level Bailing Battle Clothes!" Mr. Yun exclaimed.

"Who is behind you? How could there be such a treasure in your identity?" Mr. Yun asked, then suddenly uh, and said, "I understand, this is all given to you by the bitch Yinqiu. Today, I insist on capturing you, throwing you in front of the bitch Yinqiu, stepping on your head and asking her if she knows whether she is ashamed!"

Just as he was talking, Xu Yi fled and shot out three Xun talismans in a row, and escaped hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.

"You actually have a strange talisman!" Master Yun's third son exclaimed, his body soared, and he bit Xu Yi tightly.

With the magic of Xun's talisman, he could not even throw away Mr. Yun from a distance. In just a moment, Xu Yi was chased by Mr. Yun from a distance.

But when he heard him sneer, "I want to see, how many wind talismans do you have? Rats, come to die!"

As he shouted, eight green swords that had always wandered around Mr. Yun, burst out with dazzling light. In an instant, the green sword seemed to have become virtual, turning into huge light swords about a meter long.

Eight huge lightswords soared into the sky and instantly gathered into a huge lightsword that was ten feet long, lying across the sky.

The giant sword was born, and layers of ripples began to appear in the sky, and a large number of clouds were generated instantly, covering the sky.

Mr. Yun showed a look of pain on his face, and pinched the magic trick with both hands. A soul splitting escaped from his spiritual platform and in an instant, it penetrated into the giant sword.

The pure white giant sword suddenly had a blue color, and the clouds gathered in the sky were all empty at this moment. With a bang, the giant sword slashed in the air, and a dazzling white light flashed through it, and the entire sky seemed to have been split.

The giant sword shot directly into Xu Yi, and it was still in the air, and a huge wave of light shot out, instantly covering Xu Yi.

With a loud bang, Xu Yi was chopped away. The light shield derived from the fourth-level Bailing battle suit instantly faded, leaving only a layer as thin as a cicada's wing.

The medium-grade spirit stones in the groove of the Bailing Battle Clothes consumed 90% of their spiritual power under this attack.

Within one blow, Xu Yi was the center of the circle. Within ten miles of radius, countless towering trees and vast jungles all turned into flying smoke.

A cliff appeared in the center of the huge explosion. From a distance, it was a mountain that was chopped into two halves by this sword.

"What a fourth-level battle suit, I want to see how many swords you can block!" Mr. Yun San shouted with a ferocious face, "Jian Lan!"

With his hands in succession, the giant sword rose up again, wandering in the air, creating a series of apertures. The aperture transformed into mountains in the air, and as the light sword wandered, the mountains fell into the air.

Xu Yi shot several Xun's amulets in succession, but he could not avoid the attack of the huge light waves that were as vast as clouds and smoke. He gritted his teeth secretly and stuffed a medium-grade spirit stone into the groove of his chest. Suddenly, the battle suit was activated again, and the light cover instantly covered his whole body.

With a bang, Xu Yi was hit by a mountain again. What's strange is that the mountain did not explode, but instead pressed towards him like a physical mountain. Then, the mountains formed by eight or nine consecutive waves of light were stacked up in sequence as if possessed.

What's even more terrifying is that the strange light waves seemed to have a huge suction force hidden, which made him unable to move and smashed straight towards the ground.

Xu Yi thought it was not good. He clearly felt that the power that imprisoned his body was undergoing drastic changes, just like a mass of energy being constantly compressed.
Chapter completed!