Chapter 593: The brave wins

At this time, Yi Chu was expressionless and didn't say a word, but the soul banner had been raised high in his hand, and a thunderous blow enveloped the endless void.

A moment passed... Half an hour has passed... An hour passed......

All kinds of gangsha converged more and more thickly, the colorful light rushed straight to Xiao Han, and the incomparably thick killing machine was frantically piled up in this mid-air, and the eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers had become a powder cartridge that could be exploded at any time.

Once these killing machines explode, they will be shattered, the mountains and rivers will be shattered, and the heavens and the earth will be more colorful. Countless disturbed birds, birds and beasts all seemed to feel this heavy killing intention, and they all galloped towards the four directions of heaven and earth.

The various killing opportunities that rushed straight into Xiao Han attracted the attention of the monks all over the world, and countless monks gathered towards the eight hundred miles mountain range from all directions, but they only dared to stay on the periphery, after all, the battle of the monks of the condensation level was not something they could participate in.

Eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers instantly became the focus of countless eyes

Yi Chu sat firmly on the Eight Treasures Cloud Car, and the endless treasure qi of the Ten Thousand Beads Condensing Cloud Cover on his head converged into an auspicious light, enveloping a hundred zhang Fangyuan, and this glow was under the sanitation of the evil qi, just like the emperor of the dynasty, reigning over the heavens and the earth.

Feeling the condensing air around him, looking at the condensed monks who were watching one by one, a bloody killing aura suddenly emerged from Yi Chu's heart, he gently shook the soul banner in his hand, and shouted in a deep voice to the surroundings: "Who is waiting to take the magic weapon in my hand, can you dare to come up and fight?"

The surging killing machine turned into a blood-colored dragon, rushing straight out from the top of Yi Chu's head, and the rolling killing machine suddenly broke through the endless depression and soared into the sky in the void

That day, Duzi and the others never thought that this besieged guy would take the initiative to attack and take the lead in challenging them, and everyone who was shocked in their hearts unconsciously took a step back at the moment when the rolling murderous aura hit.

The mind was frightened, the sharp energy was taken away, and there was even more fear of death in the heart, although Tianduzi and other condensation monks were above the mana, none of them were worse than Yi Chu, but they each maintained a tacit calmness in their hearts, and they did not have the intention of competing with Yi Chu for the benefit of their companions.

The rolling killing machine continued to converge on Yi Chu's body, and the blood-colored dragon that rushed straight into the sky instantly swelled several times, and the breath that rose to the sky fiercely suppressed the evil qi of the condensed monks around him.

The imposing Yi Chu, his eyes looked coldly at the retreating monks around him, and in an instant, as if he had returned to the bloody battlefield and the land soaked in blood, these monks of the Condensation Period, at this time, looked at his eyes, in a trance, and became those enemy troops who were retreating one after another.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins

The surging thoughts rose straight up in his heart, and in an instant, Yi Chu, who seemed to have understood something, took a step forward again, he glanced coldly at the monks around him, and between the flashes of the soul banner in his hand, he shouted and shouted: "You wait for me to be killed today, do you have the courage to fight with me?"

"Do you have the guts to fight me?"

"Do you have the guts to fight me......"

Eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers, echoing Yi Chu's question, full of confidence, the tone is excited, under this imposing questioning, the mountains and rivers whimper, everything trembles, as if the mountains and rivers that have existed between heaven and earth since ancient times were also shocked by Yi Chu's surging murderous aura.

"Do you dare to fight me?"

Yi Chu stepped forward again, and the rolling murderous aura rushed out from all around Yi Chu like a substance, and the sharp and incomparably strong energy swept across the mountain rocks, and in an instant, a thousand-pound boulder not far in front of Yi Chu suddenly collapsed into powder.

In an instant, the mountain turned into powder, and this fierce momentum made all the Condensing Cultivators involuntarily begin to retreat.

This is a process of picking up gold through the sand, although they are anxious for Yi Chu's persecution, giving birth to a feeling of trapped beasts, trapped beasts are still fighting, but they can't find the target of fighting, they feel quite nesty, a kind of vicissitudes of life, life and death The feeling is secretly growing in their hearts. It's a small matter of retreating and losing face, and it provokes the soul banner in this guy's hand, which is not a joke

Face is a small matter, life is a big matter, these monks in the condensation period naturally don't want to lose their lives because of the so-called face. At this time, Yi Chu spoke short and cold, and his face was a little hideous, in their eyes, it was simply a godless god

For this kind of murderous existence without blinking, even if there is no soul flag, they don't want to provoke it.

Yi Chu, who walked in the sky in one step, between the fluttering of Tsing Yi, was like a Shura who came out of hell, and the rolling murderous aura continued to rush out from his body, and this surging killing momentum pressed the sky and covered the heavens and the earth.

The Babao cloud car is windless and automatic, following closely behind Yi Chu, the sky-high glow is constantly flashing above the treasure car, and the glow and rui qi are constantly converging around Yi Chu, setting off Yi Chu like a mortal god, overwhelming the heavens and the earth.

Backwards, backwards, still backwards

More than thirty Condensing Cultivators instinctively retreated, and none of them chose to take the lead and sent their own blow towards Yi Chu. However, if Yi Chu was allowed to go on like this, then they could only accept the fact that Yi Chu walked out of their heavy encirclement in a grand manner.

This humiliating fact and losing money and profits is unacceptable in any case

One after another, divine thoughts, constantly came out in the void, and along with this Dao divine thoughts, one thought after another, they were constantly exchanged among more than thirty condensing cultivators.

"Brother Zhenyu Dao, I have long heard that your incarnation technique is unparalleled in the world, as long as you use the incarnation technique to consume the soul transformation banner in the hands of the Blood Hades Ancestor, that Eight Treasure Cloud Car will be yours."

The Taoist known as Zhenyu frowned, and also said: "Brother Dao has such generous conditions, which makes Zhenyu very excited, not to mention that Zhenyu also wants to kill this demon with you, but unfortunately, I came in a hurry and didn't bring the incarnation of refining, and now I can only have more than enough heart but not enough strength."

While speaking, the Zhenyu Daoist changed his words and said, "I heard that Brother Dao has trained a lot of puppets over the years, why not give it a try?"

The person who spoke saw that Zhenyu Daoist pulled out, but instead aimed the spearhead at his body, and scolded shamelessly in his heart, but his mouth replied like a stream: "I also have nothing to do, those puppets fought with people some time ago, and they were all ruined."

After feeling sorry for each other, the two of them used their divine thoughts to communicate with the other monks at the same time. Because neither of them was sure that they would survive under the soul flag, the communication of more than thirty condensing monks, prevarication, and thousands of excuses, in an instant, they were in chaos