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On the other side, Jing Wuyuan, dressed in white, stood beside Qiye, appearing personable, refined and amiable.

Seeing the fierce conflict between the white-haired Jiang Yi and Jin Guang broke out, he couldn't help reminding in a low voice:

"Shengjun, Xuanxin Zhengzong can't get away now, we just take this opportunity to leave."

Shura also nodded, and echoed:

"That's right, since the crisis in Yinshiyouquan has been resolved, we'd better go first and leave them here to kill each other."

The evil dragon did not agree to leave, and retorted:

"Why don't we take advantage of this rare opportunity to besiege Xuanxin Zhengzong with Jiang Yi's demon clone, kill these people, and avoid future troubles."

Seven nights glanced across the audience, muttering:

"No, Jiang Yi and Yan Chixia are still watching from the sidelines. If we take action against Xuanxin Zhengzong, they will definitely not stand idly by. Even Xuanxin Zhengzong and Jiang Yi's demon avatar will stop here and deal with us together. Teacher Jing is right, we should retreat first!"

As he said that, with a wave of his hand, many monsters in the Demon Palace were about to exit Wangqing Forest through sound transmission.

hum!

But before they took a few steps, a sharp and razor-sharp sword intent suddenly swept over them, locking their aura firmly, and making the retreating movements of a few people freeze suddenly, as if being struck by an ice-cold knife. The blade of his sword was pressed against his throat, and his fine hair stood on end.

The Moxie sword in Jiang Yi's hand trembled slightly, releasing a continuous sword force, which drifted like light smoke, covering all the monsters in the magic palace. The sword force seemed gentle and gentle, but it made a master like Qiye not dare to slack off. Must pay attention.

Jiang Yi looked at Qiye and the others, and said softly:

"Several, the good show hasn't even started yet, so why leave in a hurry."

"Brother Jiang looks like he is going to force us to stay?"

Looking at Jiang Yi, Qiye slowly grasped the hilt of the Yixi sword at his waist, with a cold expression, and said in a low voice:

"Could it be that you plan to fight against Xuanxin Zhengzong and Yinyue Dynasty with your own strength?"

Now Jiang Yi's Heavenly Demon avatar is fighting against Xuanxin Zhengzong, and the deity wants to stop the people in the Demon Palace. Once the conflict breaks out, it is true that he will be able to shake the two most powerful forces in the Three Realms with his own strength. No one would believe this kind of thing.

All the monsters in the Demon Palace also stared at Jiang Yi, and there was a disturbing atmosphere in the air.

Jiang Yi didn't restrain his sword power, he smiled lightly and said:

"I have no intention of fighting with a few of you, but the matter here is not over yet, it's better for you not to leave so early."

Xu Mu'e and Xiao Wei on the side also took a step forward, standing around Jiang Yi, confronting the people from the Demon Palace on the opposite side.

Because the remaining devil energy in Yinshi Youquan had already erupted, there was no need for the Demon Slaying Sword to remain in the spring to suppress it, so the Demon Slaying Sword had already returned to Xu Mu'e's hands at this moment.

The fearful sword force released from the generous sword made many monsters in the magic palace feel uncomfortable.

Among the three sages of the Demon Palace, the most violent dragon pulled out the long knife he carried with him, and said in a vicious voice:

"Hmph, Jiang Yi, don't think that the people in our Demon Palace will be afraid of you because of your strength. I don't believe that you can stop more than 200 experts in my Demon Palace."

Shura also said loudly: "That's right, Jiang Yi, don't push people too much."

Qiye raised his hand, signaling his subordinates to be safe and calm.

He looked at the Moxie sword in Jiang Yi's hand, and felt apprehensive in his heart. Remembering what Jiang Yi said just now that he wanted to compete for the position of the Holy King, he felt that if Jiang Yi wanted to do it, he would have done it long ago. Now it seems that maybe he really wants to fight for power. So he didn't choose to do it, and said:

"In that case, then I will stay here for a while, and enjoy this rare battle."

Seeing that Qiye chose to stand still, Jiang Yi smiled meaningfully and said:

"Don't worry, I don't have the idea of ​​fighting the Yinyue Dynasty to the death. I just want my clone to compete with you for the position of the Sage Monarch of the Demon Palace, and I believe you will agree when the time comes."

Saying that, Qiye, who was no longer concerned about doubts, turned to watch the decisive battle between the avatar and Xuanxin Zhengzong. At the same time, a part of his spirit sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, checking the abnormalities in it.

Ever since he entered Wangqing Forest and began to suppress Yinshi Youquan, as the magic energy in Youquan continued to decrease, meritorious auras poured into his sea of ​​consciousness from the void, forming dots of aura hovering in his primordial spirit around.

Two days ago, those virtuous auras had formed densely, like a deep and brilliant galaxy. If an ordinary person possessed so many merits and virtues, he might be able to become a fairy directly.

With the birth of the white-haired Jiang Yi, the crisis in the Underworld and Youquan was completely resolved, and a large number of meritorious spiritual sources continued to pour into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Because the eruption of Yinshi Youquan was a crisis of annihilation, Jiang Yi eliminated this crisis with his own power, which can be said to have saved the entire human world.

At this moment, Jiang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness has been filled with the influx of meritorious aura, as if he couldn't hold it, which made him feel full.

Just when Jiang Yi was thinking about how to deal with these meritorious auras, those auras began to flow slowly, thinking that Jiang Yi's primordial spirit gathered and condensed behind, and slowly formed a brilliant circular light circle, blooming with sacred and bright gold Mang, like the gods and Buddhas in the portraits.

Before that, Jiang Yi's primordial spirit was depleted a lot because of imprinting a spiritual imprint on the devil's embryo and refining the avatar, which was a little weaker than before. Now being illuminated and nourished by that circle of light, his primordial spirit began to slowly return to its peak state, even much stronger than before.

He felt the powerful meritorious force contained in that circle of light, and thought to himself that if he entered Buddhism practice now, he would at least be able to obtain an arhat status.

Of course fruit status is not the same as strength. The improvement of strength by virtue is actually very limited, but with the blessing of these virtues, his path of practice will be smooth in the future without obstacles.

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On the other side, the white-haired Jiang Yi's figure above the sky flickered with black afterimages, and the King Ming Saber in his hand slashed out hundreds of fierce saber auras, and tens of thousands of followers came in anger. The thin golden arrows collided together, making a series of crackling and exploding sounds.

It's just that no matter how much saber energy he unleashes, how many thin golden arrows he cuts, the same number of golden arrows will strike the next moment, leaving him no chance to breathe.

The Mysterious Heart Four Demon Slaying Formation connects the heaven and the earth, and the golden arrows gathered together seem to be endless.

As long as the formation is not broken, the golden rain of arrows will not stop.

After more than ten breaths, the white-haired Jiang Yi not only failed to break through the rain of arrows, but was also pushed into a disadvantage, but he was not in a hurry, he just laughed and said:

"Haha, okay, that's what makes sense."

As he spoke, he lifted the King Ming Saber in his hand, crazily mobilizing the majestic demonic energy in his body, and amidst the flickering light in his purple eyes, a terrifying saber force that could destroy heaven and earth filled the air, pressing down from the sky like overwhelming Down.

boom!

The devilish energy that covered the land for several miles suddenly rolled back, and turned into a large mass of tyrannical devil flames with a bang, burning around the white-haired Jiang Yi's body, burning the thin golden arrows that shot out to ashes.

Then the turbulent demonic flames suddenly surged, and it condensed into a statue of King Ming, nearly a hundred feet tall, standing upright, with three faces and four arms, eyes wide open, and an angry look on his face.

A desperate, murderous and terrifying atmosphere emerged from the bottom of everyone's heart, just like the end of the world.