Chapter 59 (2/2)

Looking at the killing intention suddenly rushing out of the girl's exquisite body, xuanyang song and the four of them were too arrogant for a moment. They felt that the girl was quite extraordinary, and Qiu Shao leisure seemed to be interested in it. Once he started, Qiu Shao leisure could not stand idly by.

When Qiu Shao is free to do it, Puchang and Yi Ling will also do it. Then, it is estimated that Qianqiu Pavilion and xianshizong will not stand idly by and move all at once. In this way, they are afraid that they will all be buried here.

At this point.

Inside the ancient whiteboard stone statues, the broken Kyushu continent of the Xiangu era.

Qin Yi stood there quietly and motionless. He entered the ethereal state and branded all the moves of the dark shadow in the void into his mind.

The first form in the seven forms of heavenly demons has just started, and the second form appears again. It's really God's will.

After watching it carefully for a while, Qin Yi began to practice slowly. Only then did he find that the ”two forms of heavenly demons” was much more profound than the ”one form of heavenly demons”.

The drill was interrupted in less than a minute. The huge shadow in the void practiced very slowly, but Qin Yi still couldn't keep up.

”Hoo...”

Qin Yi slowly breathed out, stunned for a while, and continued to follow the drill.

This time, after two minutes of practice, he interrupted again.

”Make progress, come again!”

Qin Yi cheered himself up. Without a look of depression on his face, he bit his teeth and continued to follow the huge virtual shadow in the void.

I don't know how many times he practiced, Qin Yi finally completed the second form of the seven forms of demons on and off.

Boom!

As he finished the practice of ”Tianmo II”, there was a loud noise in the world, and the huge dark shadow disappeared. Qin Yi also came out of the outside world again. The white slate stone statue more than ten meters high in front of him exploded and split.

When the whiteboard stone statue exploded, a blood awn also rose into the sky, just like a blood rainbow through the sky.

”This...”

Qin Yiding looked and found that Yang Shiqi and his twelve people fell to the ground with the impact of the huge energy burst by the whiteboard stone statue.

Everyone opened his mouth in amazement and looked at Qin Yi in great surprise.

It turned out that he was not lost, but entered the whiteboard stone statue!

How did he get in?

Such questions arise in everyone's mind.

No one can explain this problem clearly.

”Qin Yi!”

Yang Shiqi was pleasantly surprised with a smile of joy. There were crystal clear tears on her long eyelashes. It was really a pear blossom with rain. It was very moving.

Ji Shixuan, who was wearing a light green dress, didn't say anything. He just looked at him from a distance. His smart eyes flashed gently. A touch of light red on his glittering cheeks looked particularly vivid.

Seeing these two people again, Qin Yi couldn't help but be happy. Although he won't be in the stone statue for too long, the extreme desolation and loneliness made him feel like an separated world.

”Hum!”

One side of Qiu Shaoxian could not help humming. Qin Yi appeared again, which made him quite unhappy. On the faces of four people, such as xuanyang song, there was also a touch of annoyance.

”That's a blood knife!”

Suddenly a loud drink came.

But yuan Xingchuan, the little master of Yuan Xingfu, saw a flash of fanaticism on his face. Before everyone could return to God, his tall body had burst out.

As yuan Xingchuan's tall body burst out, all people's eyes couldn't help looking. Immediately, they were stunned there.

It turned out that when the white board man's face split just now, the blood awn that rushed out was a blood knife. People only focused on Qin Yi and didn't find its existence.

At this time, the blood knife fell not far from the ground.

It's a world-renowned blood sabre. The body of the sabre is ten feet long and powerful. The length of the handle is about one foot. Some patterns are carved on it. It looks ancient and mysterious.

With the emergence of this blood knife, a magnificent killing intention is vast and open, filling every inch of space here, which makes people's hearts uncontrollably cold.

The blade of the blood Sabre is red and seems to be refined from the blood of hundreds of millions of beings. In a trance, people seem to feel a strong smell of blood.

At this moment, in everyone's heart, uncontrollable leisurely bred boundless despair, as if it was a knife of all evil from the dark world, which had slaughtered millions of miles and condensed endless killing intention and resentment of all sentient beings.