Fantasy: I can deduce the future

But how old is Xiao Yi, he is not yet 30 years old, even if he started cultivating the soul and tempering his spiritual power since his mother's womb, he shouldn't have such a powerful soul now.

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Up until now, Qianhuan Demon God was a little frustrated. It seemed that he had no threat to Xiao Yi at all. Among several masters, he was the one who caused the least disturbance and harm to Xiao Yi.

How could the Thousand Fantasy Demon God, who had always been proud and acted treacherously, bear it?

He is a high-ranking master, the world-renowned Thousand Illusory Demon God, his name can make the people of a whole city fall silent, not daring to utter a single word.

So Qianhuan Demon God directly took out the means of pressing the bottom of the box, and began to amplify his moves. This flute may not look ordinary, but he collected many kinds of geniuses and treasures, as well as several skeletons of masters, and made them with special methods.

The skeletons of those masters were not killed by him, but collected by him from traveling all over the world, going deep into countless secret places or ancient tombs.

As soon as the flute is blown, there will be bursts of devilish sounds, mixed with the devilish sounds, bursts of faint ghost cries and wails, this sound can ignore barriers and ignore all obstacles.

No one can stop it, nor can it stop it. Anyone who hears this magic sound can mobilize the miscellaneous thoughts and evil thoughts in this person's heart.

No matter how powerful the spirit is, it cannot avoid being affected!

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Therefore, Xiao Yi, who was rushing towards Wu Yazi at a very high speed, felt his heart tremble, the blood in his body was a little churning, a hot current was born from the lower abdomen, rushed towards the whole body, and soon flowed all over the body.

Xiao Yi only felt that his body was a little hot and unbearable, and his mood became a little manic. He wanted to kill, destroy, and have sex with yin and yang...

He wants to do anything that can bring him happiness!

Xiao Yi naturally knew what was going on with the abnormal situation in his body. He summoned a force of immortality to quickly flow through his limbs and bones, and circulated in his body for several weeks.

As the power of longevity flowed throughout his body, a cool feeling came out of his body. I was on a journey of longevity. Once the cycle slowed down, the hotness and evil thoughts would grow in my heart again.

Xiao Yi didn't care about these, his eyebrows moved, and a ray of mental power was drawn out by him, gathered into a small mark, and flew towards Wu Yazi in front of him.

The speed was extremely fast, and it sank into Wu Yazi's body in less than a breath...

At this time, Wu Yazi was holding sticks in both hands, constantly waving stick shadows all over the sky, fighting with that white tiger, this white tiger was really too ferocious, it could shatter dozens of sticks he had thrown with one claw .

Domineering and fierce, the white tiger roared and had already rushed in front of him.

Wu Yazi's expression froze, and he sternly shouted: "You beast, watch me take you in with one stick!"

As he said that, he held the stick in both hands from top to bottom, summoned up his internal strength, and smashed it down hard with all his strength.

As he threw out this stick, a pitch-black shadow of a stick suddenly appeared above the sky...

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Chapter 391 One stick to break the sky, one finger to live forever

Wu Yazi's stick used all his strength, although it may look simple, but it contains the profound meaning of the way of the stick.

This cudgel is powerful and heavy, fast and fierce, fierce and fierce, and the pitch-black shadow of the cudgel that appeared on the sky is actually the true form of this cudgel.

The black stick can also be extremely thick and very long, extending from the sky to the bottom, with the top of the sky going down into the South China Sea. From a distance, it looks like there is an Optimus Prime sticking down from the top of the sky.

The real power of this stick is very proportional to its shape, and it is smashed down with this stick.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the white tiger howled, and it was immediately torn apart, and huge energies spread out from the sky.

Wu Yazi's stick successfully defeated the white tiger that was rushing towards him, and the momentum remained undiminished, and it still ruthlessly smashed towards Xiao Yi.

However, the stick had already been struck, and the direction and trajectory of the attack could no longer be changed. With a movement of Xiao Yi's body, he easily dodged it.

The shadow of the stick hit the surface of the sea below, and the sea burst immediately, setting off huge waves thousands of feet high. A large canyon appeared on the surface of the sea, which was divided into two, and this canyon was very deep, hundreds of feet long.

It was all caused by this stick. In the end, the shadow of the stick finally disappeared, but the canyon on the sea surface stayed there for a long time.

There is a big opening in the sea full of water, which looks shocking and awe-inspiring.

It seems that there are still a lot of residual forces raging in it, causing the sea water to be unable to close for a long time.

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But when Wu Yazi was about to take advantage of the victory and chase after him, he didn't care about Zifu's soul, and suddenly there was a movement.

This sudden movement instantly made him a little uneasy. He is a strong master with a very keen perception. At the same time, he also has a very mysterious ability to perceive danger, as if he can predict it.

This ability has been fully verified countless times in the past hundreds of years, but Wu Yazi has no doubts about it.

But before he could disperse his consciousness and go to check the induction carefully, he felt a sudden sharp pain from the soul in the Zifu, and then he didn't know anything...

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A small dot exuding pale green light came in front of Wu Yazi at this time, without any obstruction, it shot into Wu Yazi's body.

"boom!"

A muffled sound erupted from Wu Yazi's body, the light green dot exploded in his body, turning into streaks of green energy, raging back and forth in his body.

He trembled, and suddenly fell down on his head, his body slanted as if falling from below.

This scene made Qianhuan Demon God and Sanyang Taoist turn pale with shock, alarm bells rang in their hearts, and they were both shocked and angry for a while.

This completely exceeded the expectations of the two of them. Seeing Wu Yazi's mighty stick just now, killing the tiger directly, he obviously had the upper hand.

But why did it suddenly drop from the sky with its breath greatly reduced and its vitality weak?

Wu Yazi's situation made the two of them feel suspicious, but they didn't have time to investigate carefully what happened to Wu Yazi, let alone whether he was alive or dead at this moment.

The two immediately heightened their vigilance, restrained their minds, and stared at Xiao Yi firmly, concentrating on it without daring to be distracted.

Wu Yazi is already the second one. The first one is Qingqiu Sword Immortal. Suddenly, it seems as if his strength has been exhausted. His defeat is inexplicable, and his death is confusing...

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Seeing Wu Yazi also fall, Taoist Sanyang and Qianhuan Demon God suddenly turned pale with shock, a strong chill rose in their hearts.

Taoist Sanyang secretly said: "You can't keep your hands anymore, you must go all out, otherwise..."

He didn't say the rest, but Qianhuan Demon God naturally knew in his heart that this Xiao Yi was indeed a little too strong, and also a little evil.

Qianhuan Demon God replied: "He probably won't be able to hold on for long. From the beginning of the war to now, his internal energy must be exhausted soon. He is not a god!"

After speaking, he stretched out his right hand, forced out a few drops of blood essence from his index finger, and dripped these drops of blood essence onto the flute in his hand.

As these few drops of blood sank into the flute, the whole body of the flute turned blood red, bright and glistening with a strange light.

The flute sounded again, but this time the tone was very different from the previous one. The sound was low and the rhythm was very fast, like a violent storm, and there was even a faint whining sound, which was very penetrating and very contagious.

At the same time, more black mist gushed out of Qianhuan Demon God's body, and all of this mist shrouded Xiao Yi. The lightness seemed to be very slow, but in fact, within a few breaths, they had already covered all of their battlefields. covered……

On the other hand, Qianhuan Demon God's face was glowing with a strange red light at this time, especially his eyes, which had turned blood red all over, with black lights flashing from time to time, it seemed that he had tried his best.

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Taoist Sanyang at the side was also like him, with a movement of his wrist, the dust in his hand rose up against the wind, and the tens of thousands of hairs were all as straight as iron at this moment, emitting a little bit of cold light.

Taoist Sanyang opened his mouth, his voice was low, and he uttered an obscure and incomprehensible incantation, followed by his voice...

Gold runes unexpectedly came out of his mouth one after another, and these golden runes poured into the whisk in his hand one after another.

As the golden rune sank into the whisk, the whisk, which was originally as white as snow, turned into a pale gold at this moment, shining golden light, looking a little holy!

The incantation that Taoist Sanyang recited looked very extraordinary, because as he continued to recite the incantation, blood began to ooze from the corner of his mouth.

But he still continued to chant the mantra regardless, the strange thing was that his voice was not loud and intonation, but the whole world was filled with the sound of incomprehensible mantra chanting.

It was as if thousands of people were chanting the mantra at the same time, buzzing into one piece...

Even the people on Longevity Island thousands of feet away from this battlefield, as well as the people in the several buildings moored around Longevity Island.

I also heard a muffled sound of chanting a mantra in my ears. This voice was muffled, but it rang directly in my mind, as if someone had penetrated into my brain and chanted a mantra inside.

Immediately, everyone felt scalp numbness and dizziness, and there was a strong nausea and vomiting in their chests from time to time...

This abnormality made everyone startled and horrified. They didn't need to be reminded, and without hesitation, they quickly mobilized the internal force in their dantians to fight against...

Taoist Sanyang is really going to amplify his moves. He would rather risk his injury and damage his cultivation base to defeat Xiao Yi!

As for Xiao Yi, who was in the center of the battlefield and was also the target of the two's attacks, he was not idle at this time...

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Chapter 392 A group of tigers come out of the mountains, Yunlai Wonderland

When Qianhuan Demon God and Taoist Sanyang were discussing secretly, and then stepped up their offensive, Xiao Yi noticed it immediately.

Not only that, but his mental strength also clearly sensed the instability of the two people's aura, as well as the irritability of the internal force in the body, all of which showed that the two people were going to amplify their moves and use the means of suppressing the bottom of the box.

At the same time, Xiao Yi whispered in his heart, "Start the simulation!"

[Reminder, for six months, you have practiced the formula of longevity day and night, and you have six months of insight and internal strength. 】

[The simulation ends. 】

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"Start the simulation!"

[Reminder, for six months, you have practiced the Holy Control God Art day and night, and you have six months of insight and spiritual power. 】

[The simulation ends. 】

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With the end of these two simulations, Xiao Yi's depleted sea of ​​consciousness and dantian became full again, and streams of pure spiritual power quietly flowed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The dantian is also full of green longevity power that contains a lot of vitality...

In fact, Taoist Sanyang and Qianhuan Demon God did exactly what they expected. The internal energy in his dantian had actually been exhausted once. He is not a god, and he does not have a steady stream of power for such a high-intensity output.

When fighting Wu Yazi before, Xiao Yi had already simulated it once, replenishing the exhausted internal energy in an instant.

But this time, he had fully replenished his mental strength and internal strength, otherwise he really didn't have much confidence that he would be able to take down Qianhuan Demon God and Sanyang Taoist, these two masters who have been famous for many years.

Especially when I saw that the blood overflowing from the corner of Taoist Sanyang's mouth, if it didn't return to its heyday, Xiao Yi would really have no idea.

As soon as the simulation ended, Xiao Yi's figure moved, and the sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring resounded through the sky.

He stepped on the green dragon, his hands formed into claws, and he kept moving rapidly above the sky. As his figure appeared, he would inevitably swing his claws forward.

In an instant, Xiao Yi's battlefield was full of cyan dragon shadows and huge white tigers galloping out.

There are dozens of them, each white tiger has a domineering, ferocious aura, some open their mouths to bite the enemy, some raise their front paws, The bitter wind rushed quickly.

On the tiger's claws, there is a metallic luster shining, dazzling, where the tiger's claws pass, the space is broken, and a black hole will appear from time to time.

Xiao Yi was ruthless this time too, he had never tried it before, using so many white tiger attack and kill techniques at the same time, this white tiger attack and kill technique is astonishingly powerful and powerful, he goes forward indomitably, either kills the enemy, or consumes his own strength Exhausted.

But its power is directly proportional to its consumption. Every time it uses the white tiger attack and kill technique, it consumes a lot of internal energy. With the current strength of Xiao Yi's master, it can't last too many times. He estimates that it is only twenty or thirty times. That's about it.

Sure enough, when Xiao Yi swung his claws again, and a white tiger roared out, he clearly felt a strong sense of exhaustion. Looking inside, his dantian was basically empty.

"Start the simulation!"

[Reminder, for six months, you have practiced the formula of longevity day and night, and you have six months of insight and internal strength. 】

[The simulation ends. 】

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Without the slightest hesitation, he used the system simulation again. After a short breath, he replenished a large amount of internal energy, and his dantian became extremely full again.

His whole body was filled with a sense of strength, and Xiao Yi suddenly felt extremely full. His hands became palms, and he changed his moves again.

Raising one's hand is the palm of dispelling clouds, and the tenth form of bringing disaster to the sky, all the clouds and mists in the sky immediately gather together and press down directly.

At the same time, Xiao Yi's right palm blasted out again, the No. 11 type of Paiyunzhang, Yunlai Fairyland.

In an instant, he also photographed the clouds and mist in the sky farther away, and a large amount of white mist permeated their battlefield. What's even more strange is that these white mist can still confuse people's minds and interfere with their minds. each other's thoughts.

In Xiao Yi's purple mansion, mental power swept out and filled the mist. Immediately, the mist had a hallucinogenic effect, and many illusions could be seen, which aroused fear in people's hearts.

This move was only recently researched by Xiao Yi, and it was also one of his hidden cards for this battle...

After hitting his right palm, Xiao Yi still didn't stop attacking, and blasted forward again with his left hand, Cloud Pai Palm No.13 style, gloomy and gloomy, this is also the last move of Cloud Pai Palm, the ultimate nirvana.

With this palm strike, a strong wind began to blow on the battlefield. This strong wind also had sound effects, which sounded like a ghost roaring filial piety, or like a cry before death.

All the people who heard this voice felt a sense of sadness and faint melancholy in their hearts, as if they had become completely indifferent to the victory or defeat in front of them, even if they died, this would be a kind of relief, wouldn't it?

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Seeing Xiao Yi's successive attacks, Qianhuan Demon God and Sanyang Taoist gasped, stunned, and their faces turned pale.

He was at the end of his strength, why was he still able to unleash such a powerful killing move?

This is simply impossible and unreasonable. How did he do it?