Chapter 3695: Spirit veins

The encirclement of the three should have blocked all Xiao Yi's retreat.
However, Xiao Yi instantly turned into a silver figure, and weirdly escaped from the siege of the three.
"Fast speed." Sect Master Qiongyu looked at his figure disappearing in front of his palm, his face was shocked.
As soon as the words fell, a chill came out behind him, and a sharp sword came quickly from behind him.
"Be careful, what a cunning thief." Bei Yin Taishang yelled coldly.
"Feng." Just at this moment, the old man shouted.
Behind Sect Master Qiongyu, a whirlpool appeared out of thin air, and the purple electricity pierced into the sea like a clay cow, and its power disappeared.
"Dongfang Hongyuan?" Beiyin looked up, his face was shocked.
Since the start of the battle, this is the first time Dongfang Tai has taken action.
Taishang Dongfang ignored Taishang Beiyin and looked at Xiao Yi solemnly, "Little friend Xiao Yi, I'm sorry."
Xiao Yi nodded, without a word, he drew his sword abruptly, and Zidian escaped from the abyss of the whirlpool.
Whoosh...
Xiao Yi's figure suddenly disappeared into the sky out of thin air.
"Huh?" Sect Master Liuhe frowned, "Within the perception, there is no trace of Palace Master Xiao Yi."
"Be careful." Beiyin's eyes were sharp and cold. "This thief is a killer. He is well versed in assassination methods. I am afraid that his stealth skills are not much worse than that of the old man."
"Six-pole imperial silver dog." In the air, there was a cold drink.
A giant silver dragon rushed out from behind Beiyin Taishang.
Cang...
The Eastern Patriarch's eyes were quick and quick, and Taiyuan sword aura burst out.
Whoosh...
At almost the same moment, Xiao Yi's figure appeared behind the Dongfang Patriarch.
"Gu this loses the other? Bad." The Dongfang Patriarch was startled, and he already felt the violent thunderous breath behind him.
"Lei Lin Wuji." Xiao Yi shot out with a sword, taking the weak spot behind the Dongfang Patriarch.
"Jin Yanbi." Sect Master Jin Huo yelled, and a thick flame barrier instantly appeared behind the Dongfang Patriarch.
Boom...a loud sound.
The flame barrier was instantly blasted away by a sword of thunder and lightning, but the power of this sword was also destroyed by 90%.
"Taiyuan sword prison." Dongfang Patriarch's figure retreated, while dancing with both hands.
In an instant, the sword aura in the high air became a cage of its own, blocking the space.
Dao Dao Jian Qi, originally like a whirlpool abyss, the sword air cage formed by countless sword auras has completely become an abyss cage.
"A joke." Xiao Yi sneered disdainfully, as the figure flickered, and instantly passed through the gap of sword air.
Cang...Boom...Boom...
The fighting among the seven powerhouses, Xiao Yi, Dongfang Patriarch, Dongfang Taishang, Beiyin Taishang, Jinhuo Sect Master, Liuhe Sect Master, and Qiongyu Sect Master, was fierce and violent.
There was no respite from the intense battle.
But if you look at it more seriously, it was Xiao Yi who fought the sword alone, and on the contrary, the six powerhouses were undermined.
"What a terrible fighting ability." The Eastern Patriarch became more and more frightened by the battle.
"There's not much time left." Xiao Yi fought with his heart secretly.
His Lei Lin Wuji can blast out the power above the nine levels of the Sovereign Realm.
However, his overall combat power, speed, and protective strength need to be endowed by the power of the silver seal.
With the strength of the silver lizard, he can support it for a few minutes at most, and if it is used forcibly afterwards, it will be completely demonized.
In other words, there is not much time for him to maintain such combat power.
"We must fight quickly." Xiao Yi said in secret.
But also at this moment, boom... a sea of ​​flames raged from afar.
The Golden Fire Sect attacked the big formation together, and the flame aura exploded astonishingly.
Boom... Another hurricane swallowed in the distance.
Qiong Yuzong strikes together in a big burst, as if it became a storm.
...
The joining of the five major combined strikes instantly relieved the pressure on the six strong players.
Boom boom boom boom...
Saintyuezong warriors, a hundred warriors, in the hundreds of combined attacks, there are countless powerful streamers, and they are surrounded, so that Xiao Yi, who is in the center, has to deal with it by other means.
Although these attacks couldn't hurt him, they also increased the pressure. With the sword in one hand, the other hand no longer simply controls the fire, but condensed the eight-fire cycle, with the fire fighting power to deal with the attacks from these combined attacks.
The battle instantly went from being suppressed to flat again.
And the more time passes, the more detrimental it is to Xiao Yi.
Sect Master Qiongyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "This little thief will not last long."
In fact, he had been seriously injured long ago, but he still broke out in combat power without losing his life.
Today, it is not Xiao Yi who died, or he died.
Compared to when Sect Master Qiongyu faced the Lord of Yunhuang during the Battle of the Nine Desolations, Sect Master Qiongyu was obviously crazier, more decisive, and more desperate.
There is no easing in this battle.
Whoosh whoosh...
The silver figure swiftly shuttles through the raging stream of light in the sky, sometimes blasting the sword aura, sometimes smashing the flames and wind.
For a time, the six powerhouses and all of them couldn't help Xiao Yi to attack the big formation; Xiao Yi, but also could not imagine the presence of a group of warriors.
Time passed by in this endless fierce battle.
Xiao Yi became more impatient as he fought.
"Damn it, I can't hold it anymore."
If it were not for the harassment of this huge number of warriors, he would definitely be able to resolve the battle within a few minutes.
The so-called solution does not require killing, killing several people, and seriously wounding several people, which is enough to completely control the situation of the battle in your own hands.
But now... it's too late!
"Can I still only rely on external force and the power of the spirit vein?" Xiao Yi gritted his teeth secretly, unwilling to heart.
But at this moment, he has no choice.
The strength and pressure of the silver lion on his body has almost reached the limit.
With the strength of this silver lion, he can last for about ten breaths at most. Once this time is exceeded, he will be completely demonized.
boom…
Xiao Yi blasted out with a sword, and the six-pole Imperial Silver Dragon and Lei Lin Wuji poured into the sky at the same time, splitting all the attacks from all directions.
After doing everything, Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and instantly went from a high altitude to the main hall of the wind brake below.
The silver streamer fell from the sky like a meteorite meteor.
"He really can't hold it anymore." Sect Master Qiongyu sneered.
"Stop him." Dongfang Patriarch shouted violently.
"Want to borrow Lingmai combat power? Don't think about it." Beiyin Taishang coldly drank.
As for the battle strength and record of this Palace Master Xiao Yi, the six powerhouses are naturally clear.
The truly terrifying combat power of this Palace Master Xiao Yi was always tied to that huge spiritual pulse increase.
As long as he is prevented from gaining spiritual pulse boost, and he is killed before then, everything is over.
Boom boom boom boom boom...
Taiyuan Jianqi, Hongyuan Power, Jin Yan Hurricane... For a while, it completely traversed mid-air, trying to completely isolate the high altitude from the ground wind brake main hall.
Sect Master Qiongyu, Supreme Supreme Being of Beiyin, and Sect Master Liuhe also turned into three streamers, chasing the silver streamer.
Swish...wish...wish...
Xiao Yi's figure flickered one after another, unable to resist these attacks, but kept avoiding.
With the silver light flashing, it easily passed through the blockade of the three people of the Eastern Patriarch, and at the same time avoided the swift pursuit and siege of the three people of Beiyin.
In midair, Xiao Yi's figure appeared instantly.
Suddenly, a fatal sense of crisis suddenly hit my heart.
Xiao Yi just reacted, his chest pained, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
An old palm was stamped on his chest at some point, and the power of the silver lion guarding body was scattered by this palm.
How strong should this palm be?
"Old Palace Master Beiyin." Xiao Yi looked at the person in front of him coldly.
Yes, it was the old palace master of Beiyin, who had never taken a shot before, the strongest among the eight sects and hundreds of families present, the deepest cultivation base, and the combat power was still above the Eastern Patriarch.
"Invincible Monarch Realm." Xiao Yi was surprised.
This old palace lord of Beiyin, who had never been in the world for a long time, and had never made a move, was actually at the level of invincible monarch.
"The old man is waiting, it's now." Beiyin's old palace master looked indifferent.
"You have no chance, you have lost, then you die too, let everything end in the simplest way."
The old palace lord of Beiyin burst out killing intent, and the palm power gushing out from the palm of his palms.
Xiao Yi grinned, "Unfortunately, you took the wrong opportunity."
"Lingmai, get up."
Below the main hall of the wind brake, a torrent of six auras soared into the sky.
In the main hall, there are 120,000 spiritual veins that he returned before.
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