"impossible!"

When the Sword of Evil-killing Sword pierced through Zhao Feirong's heart, the most outstanding disciple of the Daluo Sect suddenly let out a shrill scream, his hair instantly dissipated, and his eyes were full of madness and resentment.

"Don't you believe that you have failed now? What a arrogant woman!"

Hong Yi felt the other party's emotional thoughts and drew out the Sword of Zhu Xie.

This sword is extremely sharp, and Zhao Feirong's martial arts cultivation is also very high. Her body has reached the level of meditation training and is very tough inside and outside. As soon as the sword was pulled out, the wound did not spit blood, but healed directly.

It didn't seem to be seriously injured, but Hong Yi knew that the other party's heart had been pierced by the Zhu Xie Sword and his body was completely dead.

If the heart is pierced, even the Martial Saint at the seventh level of martial arts will die. Needless to say, Zhao Feirong is not a Martial Saint, but just a fifth-level innate martial arts master.

"You really dare to kill me!" Zhao Feirong stared at Hong Yi with her eyes, and the resentment she ejaculated was as if she wanted to bring Hong Yi to the Yama Mansion together.

Her pupils began to scatter, and her body fell to the ground, and she pinched a seal, which was somewhat similar to the sun wheel seal in the Nine-character Mantra Seal. She spread her hands and five fingers, then her eyes closed and she had no sound at all.

Just as she closed her eyes, a gust of wind blew from her body, forming a whirlpool.

"The ghosts will not disperse!"

Hong Yi's eyes were filled with cold light. He took a tiny black bone bow and drew out the soul-breaking arrow from the Red Chase Arrow's bag. He quickly drew his bow and shot it towards the cold wind.

Scream! Scream! Scream!

Three consecutive arrows shot out the Yinfeng vortex, and then another sharp scream was heard, and the Yinfeng vortex suddenly dissipated.

Hong Yi knew that he had completely destroyed Zhao Feirong's soul.

Even so, he did not relax his vigilance, and once again left his soul and looked away from all directions to see if the other party still had residual souls escaped from the sky.

As soon as he left his body, Hong Yi felt many thoughts in the void. They were rushing, and these thoughts were all fragmentary thoughts that exploded in Zhao Feirong's soul.

"It turns out that the centipede insect died without being stiff!" Hong Yi did not hesitate and immediately visualized the five demon kings of Yasha, Rakshasa, Shura, Vajra and Mingwang.

After the five great demon kings appeared, they flew and wandered in the sky under Hong Yi's control, swallowing Zhao Feirong's remaining soul thoughts one by one and dispersing them.

After a moment, the sky became clear without any trace.

Zhao Feirong was finally completely dead and her soul was scattered!

Just as she died, Hong Yi suddenly entered a wonderful state, forgetting both the world and the self, as if he had thoughts or no thoughts, as if he had entered a completely unintentional yin and yang cycle.

His soul quietly escaped from his body, floated in the air, and sat cross-legged on it.

However, his body did not stop moving because his soul left his body. He was still talking and doing movements, and interacting with Chi Zhuiyang and others beside him.

Hong Yi had an enlightenment in his heart.

At this moment, he reached the peak of the seventh level of possession of the soul and the realm of divine thoughts!

And he could feel a slow transformation in his soul, as if he was about to enter a new realm.

"This is about to break through to the eighth level of the soul, the ghost fairy realm!" Hong Yi felt this, "...it seems that my martial arts also have a breakthrough!"

After killing Zhao Feirong, Hong Yi felt that his soul and body had a perfect feeling.

Not only will the spiritual and soul cultivation be about to break through to the eighth level of ghost immortal realm.

Even the physical martial arts cultivation has signs of breakthroughs.

Every muscle, every bone, and every internal organ seemed to be tempered to the extreme. The last bit of dirt inside was refined with the battle with Zhao Feirong. After the impurities were removed, a fragrant smell seemed to be emitted, which was extremely clean.

Hissing!

Like the sound of a snake's hissing, it spit out from the internal organs inside Hong Yi's body. When hearing this sound, it made people feel as if there was an ancient giant snake hidden in Hong Yi's body that devoured the world, and he chose someone to eat it!

Moo moo!

The sound suddenly changed again, and the original sound of the snake hiss seemed to turn into the sound of a cow roaring like a dragon, which was as slow and heavy as a dragon's roar, with infinite power, as steady and slow as a mountain and earth.

These are two methods of practicing traits in Xuantian Pavilion and Dachan Temple.

The Heavenly Snake Breathing Method and the Spiritual Turtle Breathing Method.

The sound of the sky snake's breathing and the sound of the roar of the spirit turtle alternated violently, faintly, two vague phantoms appeared behind him, as if they were a huge python and a giant turtle. The two spiritual objects intertwined and merged, and suddenly changed into a strange beast.

The turtle and snake entangle into the black trunk!

"True martial temperament!" Chi Zhuiyang, who was standing beside him, looked at Hong Yi in disbelief, "Young Master, you have been promoted to the realm of a congenital martial artist!"

"good!"

Hong Yi did not expect that after he killed Zhao Feirong, he would have such a huge gain. Not only did his soul break through to the eighth level of ghost immortal realm, but his martial arts also broke through to the fifth level of innate realm.

This is simply incredible!

"Sir, what should this person do?" Chi Zhuiyang was captured dozens of steps away, and Liu Baiyun was kneeling on the ground.

"Little beast, you dare to kill Feirong. Master and uncle will definitely avenge her!" Liu Baiyun struggled to raise his head and looked at Hong Yi with deep hatred, covered with bloodshot eyes, "You will die, you will die! Hahaha!"

The cold laughter was conveyed, as if it was a curse, and the person who heard it couldn't help but feel a chill and shivering.

"Even so, you won't see that day. Tiezhu, kill him!" Hong Yi looked at Liu Baiyun for the last time and asked calmly.

Bang!

Without hesitation, Shen Tiezhu fell down with a loud iron rod in his hand and hit Liu Baiyun's sky spirit cover. The sound of bone shattering sounded, and a generation of gangster giants died and died.

Chi Zhuiyang, who was standing aside, couldn't help but feel a little cold, and he was shocked: "We have thousands of outstanding young masters in Yunmeng, but there are no ones like Hong Yi who have made rapid progress and decisive killing. Even Xing Yuxian, the number one young master of the Tianlong Sect, is not so powerful. Alas, Miss Murong asked me to protect him, but I did not play a protective role at all. Instead, he kept taking action, killing gods and killing Buddhas. Now I know how great the world is, how powerful the masters are. After this trip, I will go back to practice martial arts."

"Strange, why did this horse suddenly run out of strength?"

Hong Yi suddenly saw the white horse Zhao Ye Yu Lion who was unable to get up by the side of the road, and a trace of doubt flashed through his heart.

"Before, this horse was running with two people, still full of energy and running faster than chasing electricity. Why did it suddenly fail? If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have caught up with Zhao Feirong and the others so easily."
Chapter completed!