"Where to run!"

Liu Yi's expression was cold, and a layer of golden light appeared on the soles of his feet.

Golden Light Phantom Magical Power!

He became an immortal today, and this divine power finally showed a golden and eye-catching brilliance, speeding vertically and horizontally, and extremely fast, at least several times faster than before.

The magic power displayed is already with bursts of immortal energy.

White mist and smoke are flying endlessly.

The three monks who became immortals in the same cultivators, their true yuan and immortal qi were several times higher than ordinary monks, and they arbitrarily cast a spell and magical power, and the power was also several times that of ordinary monks.

But a mere immortal-level monk can only be regarded as the first level of the four realms of immortals.

The Black Prison Empress has been cultivating for tens of thousands of years, and she has already reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and she is only one step away from becoming a god.

The four realms of immortals are divided into human immortals, true immortals, land immortals, and Taiyi golden immortals.

Liu Yi's cultivation is really too far behind the Black Prison Empress.

But in this big battle, it was the Black Prison Empress who escaped, but it was Liu Yi who chased!

It's just that although the speed of the Golden Light Phantom Great Divine Power is fast, it can't compare to the Black Prison Empress's tens of thousands of years of penance, after all, the cultivation gap is too far. Although Liu Yi relied on the power of the Pure Yang Heavenly Tribulation, he was unable to catch up with the Black Prison Empress.

"I'm here to help you!"

Situ Mengdie finally seized the opportunity, and his kneeling figure in the air changed, turning into a crystal butterfly with wings spread for more than 20 meters, and his wings came to Liu Yi's feet.

This sect master-level figure of the Demon Dao faction was bent on being Liu Yi's dog, but at the beginning of the war, he stumbled, miscalculated, and hesitated for a moment, and now there is such an opportunity to make meritorious contributions in front of him, how can Situ Mengdie not seize it to death.

At this critical moment, Liu Yi didn't bother to care about Situ Mengdie's previous hesitation, for the sake of today's plan, catching up with the Black Prison Empress is the most important thing.

Buzz!

The sword qi covered the sky and the sun, turning into a whirlpool, surrounding Liu Yi.

The stars in the night sky seemed to be circulating along with the flying swords in the sky.

The monks who were standing far away on the ground watching the battle raised their heads to look at the sky, and suddenly an illusion appeared in their eyes, as if there were two stars in the sky, overlapping around Liu Yi.

A galaxy is naturally transformed by the eternal stars in the depths of the universe.

Another galaxy is the manifestation of tens of thousands of flying swords.

Tang Jiawen's icy coffin was carried on Liu Yi's shoulder.

"My master died because of you, if I let you go today, how can I eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Liu Yi's eyes were red, and he couldn't care too much.

As for the difference in strength between the two sides, as well as the battle situation between the Xuantian Sect and the underground power, he was all left aside.

Hatred often makes people lose their minds.

Especially the bloody men, who are most likely to be hit by hatred, and even desperate!

Situ Mengdie heard Liu Yi's shout, his heart relaxed a little, and he thought: "Liu Dashen hates the Black Prison Empress to the extreme, if I catch up with the Black Prison Empress and let Liu Dashen kill him, the Great God will definitely be grateful to me, and when the time comes, I will definitely not be held accountable for what I cowered and hesitated to do......

Thundered!

The crystal butterfly's wings flickered, and it actually brought the sound of wind and thunder.

The butterfly and Liu Yi on the back of the butterfly seemed to turn into a white beam of light and disappeared into the depths of the night sky.

Only the rolling flying sword galaxy keeps spinning.

The Black Prison Empress turned into black light and fled, but after all, she couldn't compare to Situ Mengdie, the fastest flying old poison in the Qiongyu realm.

In a short period of time, the two sides flew hundreds of miles away, and the mountains were like waves in the night, rushing backwards from the line of sight.

Liu Yi and the Black Prison Empress are already only a few thousand meters away.

"Jian people!"

Liu Yi scolded angrily, and the flying swords around him emitted a rolling thunderous sound.

The flying sword was like a star, galloping towards the Black Prison Empress in front of him. As for the Golden Light Phantom Divine Power, it had already been dispersed by Liu Yi the moment Liu Yi stepped on Situ Mengdie's back.

At this moment, Liu Yi only had the head of the Black Prison Empress in his heart, and nothing else.

Thump!

Thump!

Situ Mengdie's heart was beating wildly, and now that he was very close to Liu Yi, he could feel the desolate and desolate aura coming from the snow-white wings behind Liu Yi.

Situ Mengdie couldn't help but think in her heart: "Black Prison Empress, you old lady is so immortal, you actually ran out of the ground to provoke Liu Dashen, causing my Situ Mengdie to stumble in front of the horse, and the impression in Liu Dashen's heart was greatly reduced. The culprit of all this is you, old lady! Even if the great god is merciful and willing to spare your life, I will definitely not let you go. If you can live, just wait for one day when I cultivate to the Taiyi Golden Immortal, I will definitely poison all your underground power cultivators!"

If it is said that the magic power is supernatural, the inheritance of the Thousand Barbarian Sect is not the best in the world.

If you talk about poison skills, poisoning, poison refining and other means, the Thousand Barbarian Sect is unparalleled in the world.

Situ Mengdie did not have toxins on Liu Yi, but it was a pity that Liu Yi had thunder and lightning seeds on his body, and his body contained the source of ten thousand thunders, and none of the poisons in the world could hurt him. After Situ Mengdie tried it once or twice secretly, he no longer dared to cast the poison on Liu Yi, for fear that the great god would be furious and let him die without a place to be buried.

Tens of thousands of flying swords, the sword light is like a rainbow, and the gods are mighty!

The monks watching the battle from a distance are hundreds of miles apart, and it is night, and the sight of many people watching the battle is already a little blurred, and only those who have cultivated to the realm of immortals can barely see the scene of the battle clearly.

Tens of thousands of flying swords caught up with the black light that the Black Prison Empress had turned into in the blink of an eye, enveloping it in the billowing sword qi.

The flying sword shimmered with cold light, turning into a silver vortex.

This whirlpool is the Milky Way spinning and the stars moving!

The black brilliance of the Black Prison Empress was being stripped away by the flying sword one by one, and she had no choice but to manifest her human form from the black light, and Shen Tuhu and Tianzhi Jiao also fell out of the black light and stood beside the Black Prison Empress.

"Where to escape?"

Liu Yi roared angrily, his face full of murderous intent.

At this moment, the true yuan in Liu Yi's body has been emptied, and he had originally recovered some of the true yuan before, but it was consumed when he used the golden light phantom supernatural power.

If there is no support from the winged cave Gangfeng behind him, I am afraid that any random child can overthrow Liu Yi to the ground at will.

However, now Liu Yi's sword aura is soaring, and the sword intent is like substance. In this Nuoda, an eight-million-mile Qiongyu realm, who would dare to plunder its edge and come to provoke Liu Yi?

The flying sword vortex engulfed the Black Prison Empress in one fell swoop.

The sword intent is unparalleled, and the past shines brightly.

Situ Mengdie maintained a steady flight state, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath. He only felt a breath of looking down on the world and being proud of the world, coming from under Liu Yi's feet, and couldn't help but think: "Liu Dashen is really a great god, although this sword is not as powerful as the scythe of the Great God of Surveying the Heavens." But just with the momentum of the gods who are powerful in the world and proud of the world, it is definitely not comparable to the great gods of the Six Domains Surveying the Heavens......"

The momentum of the Snow Feather Dazun, who can compare with the heavens and all the worlds?

It's just that Situ Mengdie thought that this was Liu Yi's momentum, which was a beautiful misunderstanding.