"Poison is coming!"
Green air squirmed, poisonous thunder and poisonous rain fell, covering the entire city.
"receive!"
Song Yin saw the poisonous rain falling all over the city. He raised his sleeves and a yellow wind swept in, collecting all the poisonous rain into his sleeves.
Instead, the poisonous lightning struck him, turning the sky dark green and making a loud noise.
"I am invulnerable to all poisons!" Song Yin stared at the sky.
"The wind is coming!"
The giant face in the sky roared, summoning up a disastrous wind, which drifted down in a dark mass and blew onto Song Yin.
This wind does not blow people, but only hurts souls. It is the wind of illusion, which sends people into the illusion, encounters the five wills and six spirits of mortals, reduces their magic power, and makes them turn from immortals into mortals.
The wind blew forward, revealing all kinds of illusions. Even though it hadn't reached the ground yet, the Qi Refiners below were all stunned and stood there stiffly, like puppets.
"It's just an illusion. It can't escape my eyes!"
There was a divine light in Song Yin's eyes. He didn't avoid the evil wind at all and punched directly into the sky.
boom!
White light shot up into the sky and rushed into the center of the giant face, making a hole. Then Song Yin punched several times in a row, and the white light came one after another, like scattered meteors, smashing the center of the giant face into pieces.
"Evil Dao, you can't do anything to me!"
…
The sculpture in the dark had a pair of candle-like eyes filled with fear.
"Four Heavenly Lords! No, it's impossible!"
The aura that was related to him had an extremely strong aura of the Four Heavenly Venerables. It was an existence that was watched by the Four Heavenly Venerables!
He suddenly stood up from the cushion he had not moved for who knows how long. The moment he stood up, the palace full of wicks began to tremble.
Then he waved his arm, drew a circle, and erased his body in the void.
The palace filled with wicks began to ripple at this moment and gradually disappeared.
In the darkness, it seemed as if an eye opened and glanced at the palace with amusement, yet also anger.
"Oh"
There seemed to be laughter spreading, full of joy.
…
The center of the green face was smashed, and then restored with the surging clouds. The giant face no longer spoke or moved, and his expression was gloomy.
Because of this, the sky became heavy and gloomy, making people feel breathless.
No means are useful
As the "Blue Sky" who controls life and death, Yang Jun's Dharma image is enough to decide life and death. Ordinary Qi cultivators are nothing more than ordinary people to him.
Not to mention in Nanping and Beigao, even in the outside world, his magical powers are not inferior to others.
But he really had no way to deal with this guy named Song Yin.
It is invulnerable to all kinds of attacks, indestructible like diamond, and immune to all kinds of poisons. It also has a pair of eyes that seem to be able to see through illusions. No, it is not an illusion.
Song Yin's eyes seemed to see through the Dharma image and see the "truth" in the dark.
It seems like I can see everything clearly!
How could a Qi Refiner be so magical!
Can this still be a Qi Refiner
Yang Jun said, "I am from the Soundless Sect. How have I offended you? Why are you forcing me step by step?"
He didn't understand, the world was so big, why did it have to be so against him
"You haven't offended me."
Song Yin shook his head, first glanced at the sky, then looked down at the city below, at the mortals kneeling on the ground, "You have offended them."
"ha!"
Yang Jun laughed in anger: "You are a Qi cultivator! A Qi cultivator who is born with talent and is different from ordinary people!"
Song Yin raised his head, stared at the sky, and said: "Qi cultivators are also mortals. Even if you become an immortal, a god, and live above the nine heavens, you are still a mortal in transformation!"
The divine light in those eyes shot straight over, causing Yang Jun's heart to tremble inexplicably.
Treating ordinary people as human beings, whether it is laughable or not is no longer important.
Because he couldn't see through this man, he even started to feel afraid of him.
It would be embarrassing to say that a land immortal was afraid of a Qi cultivator, but judging from his eyes, Yang Jun had to admit that he was indeed afraid.
Yang Jun roared: "If you want to do this for mortals, then you should get out of here. My Sheng Wusheng Sect is a famous and legitimate sect that has protected mortals for thousands of years!"
"You are evil!"
Song Yin's eyes sparkled, and he said firmly, "The evil ways should be wiped out!"
"You can't do anything to me!" Yang Jun roared.
His Dharma image is immortal and indestructible, encompassing the heaven and earth. He saw that Song Yin was only a channel to the inner world and could not do anything to him unless he established his foundation.
No matter how powerful those eyes are, or how fierce the white fire is, what’s the use if they can’t catch him!
As he spoke, the giant face shrank and the green energy became even stronger. At this moment, the mortal who was kneeling below froze in expression, and balls of green energy floated out of his head, as if they were about to fly into the sky.
Isn’t it for mortals!
Then kill all the mortals and see how you deal with it!
These famous and orthodox families, who all do this for the common people
Why do you have the right to slander others as evil
"I really can't do anything to you."
Song Yin flipped his five fingers and white gas rushed out like a snake, making the whole city look like white mist, and also suppressed the green gas that rushed out from the heads of mortals.
boom!
Then, he punched out again, and the white light pierced through the giant face, making a hole.
"But there's nothing I can do. Should I just stop doing it?"
Song Yin shouted, "You are such a difficult evil, I have long been determined. I am a great immortal, absorbing and spitting out the essence of the sun and the moon, and I will drag you here until my realm is improved!"
"One day is not enough, then ten days will do. If ten days are not enough, then a hundred days will do. If I can't do anything to you right now, then can I do nothing to you in my lifetime?! One day, I will beat you to death!"
He was not just showing off, nor was he joking. Yang Jun could feel that what this guy said was true and he really intended to do it.
How deep was the hatred that made this person hate him so much? !
"Just for mortals?!" Yang Jun roared in disbelief.
Song Yin roared to the sky, "Isn't that enough?"
Throughout history, ever since the existence of cultivators, mortals have been mortals, and there has been no change. These famous and upright sects can slay demons and monsters for the mortals, or they can provoke wars for the mortals.
But that is only because they are mortals and it is what they need for their practice.
When facing the same Qi Refiner, they still have something to talk about.
There has never been an existence like the Golden Immortal Sect. It seems that it asks for nothing. For the sake of mortals, it not only kills the immortals on land, but also enters the headquarters of a sect, claiming that they are evil.
It has never happened since ancient times, and this is change.
The way of change lies in the heart.
When Song Yin finished speaking, Ling Ling, who was still smiling, suddenly looked bitter and subconsciously looked up at the sky, not at the giant face, but at something higher and deeper inside.
Zhang Feixuan was even more shocked. He was already breathless due to the pressure from Yang Jun, but now, he could feel his heart beating wildly and his spirit trembling.
Something appeared!
Card!
Song Yin seemed to have untied something, and a sound of shattering came from his body. He suddenly felt something, and his body flew up directly towards the giant face in the sky.
"Evil way, death is coming!"