In the beginning, Su Yi thought that this umbrella was powerful and mighty, and he was wary.

There is no other magic.

This made Su Yi completely let go.

Boom! boom! boom!

The umbrella shook violently, the flames violently turbulent, counteracting Su Yi's attacks again and again.

Fu Dongli, who was hiding behind this treasure, was like a ball, constantly being shaken, embarrassed and miserable.

He was so embarrassed that he was going crazy.

As a descendant of immortals, even in the ancient times, no one in this world dared to disrespect him.

Even those real people who see him have to honor him as "Shangxian"!

But now, the years have changed, the times have changed, he has become a dead spirit, and he has been beaten by a king of the realm of normalization, which is undoubtedly too shameful!

Suddenly, Fu Dongli shouted: "Enough! You surnamed Su..."

Boom!

He was blasted out again, grinning in pain.

In the beginning, he was handsome and handsome, with a demeanor like a fairy, with a beautiful demeanor, full of self-confidence.

But now, her hair is disheveled, her cheeks are twisted, her whole body is twitching with severe pain, and she is beyond recognition.

Too bad.

If this is seen by the descendants of the immortals who were with him back then, it must become a laughing stock.

Fu Dongli hissed again: "Stop! I'm familiar with Fairy Red Cloud, she..."

Boom!

A fist pierced the sky and blasted him out with the umbrella again.

Fu Dongli was so angry that he almost collapsed.

As a descendant of the Xianjun family, when has he been so miserable?

No!

At the same time, Su Yi frowned.

The defensive power of this umbrella is incredible, it cannot be shaken at all.

However, he did not stop there and continued to kill.

He could see that Fu Dongli couldn't last long!

"On!"

Suddenly, Fu Dongli shouted.

A dazzling fairy light bloomed from his chest.

At that moment, Su Yi was startled and avoided for the first time.

Boom!

The void where Su Yi was originally standing was cut out by a huge crack, which spread to the distance. Around the crack, the space was disordered, and the aura of destruction was rampant.

Su Yi couldn't help but be surprised.

It was also at this time that Su Yi saw clearly that on Fu Dongli's chest, there was a heart protection mirror hanging in the shape of eight prisms. of light.

This made Su Yi vigilant and said, "Leave this treasure, I will give you a way to live."

"Wishful thinking!"

Fu Dongli couldn't help laughing.

He coughed violently while laughing.

Su Yi snorted and was about to take another shot.

Fu Dongli suddenly put away the umbrella in his hand.

Boom!

Su Yi tried his best to block, but he was blocked by the umbrella.

In the blink of an eye, this strange treasure disappeared.

At the same time, Fu Dongli's voice came from far away from the sky:

"Su Yi, you wait for this seat, I won't have to half a year, I'll take your cramps and peel off your skin and smash your bones to ashes!"

Every word, revealing a bone-chilling cold hatred.

Su Yi put his hands behind his back and stared at the night sky in the distance.

After a while, he said softly, "It's true to be careful. When we meet next time, you must leave your treasures behind."

The strength of this Fu Dongli is probably comparable to that of Mu Yunan.

But this guy has too many treasures, one after another, and the power is stronger than each.

This also makes Fu Dongli extremely dangerous.

Like the previous fight, although Su Yi had an absolute advantage in the end, he never dared to be malicious.

Actually, there is nothing wrong with that.

At the last moment, Fu Dongli showed his trump card, just a goggle, but that power was unbelievably powerful!

"These celestial descendants are indeed richer than the other."

Su Yi secretly said.

He remembered one thing, Fu Dongli once called Hongyun real person "fairy", no doubt, even among the descendants of immortals, Hongyun real person is very famous.

And today's experience also made Su Yi realize that in today's world, there are more descendants of immortals!

"The world is getting more and more lively and interesting."

Su Yi smiled, walked away, and quickly disappeared into the vast darkness.

An island shrouded in grey mist.

Shhh!

The umbrella appeared out of thin air, and the umbrella opened, revealing the figure of Fu Dongli.

"Young Master, why are you like this?"

A tall old slave came up to meet him and looked at the seriously injured Fu Dongli in surprise.

In this world, there are still people who can hurt the young master?

"Forget it."

Fu Dongli's face was ugly.

When he thought of the tragic experience of the previous battle, an unspeakable shame filled his heart.

"I haven't found my life yet?"

Fu Dongli asked.

The old slave hurriedly said: "The old slave is about to report back to the young master. Yesterday, the people of the Magic Sword Immortal Building received news from the Feixian forbidden area. The life of the young master has been removed from the seal. If it is excavated, it can be subject to the power of Zhou Tian's rules and cannot be sent out of the Feixian restricted area at all.

Fu Dongli was refreshed and said: "When I recover from the injury, we will go to the Feixian forbidden area for a walk. As long as I integrate the bones of my life, my cultivation base can be restored to the right level. Dao level!"

"By then..."

The figure of Su Yi appeared in Fu Dongli's mind, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "I will kill that wicked obstacle of Su Yi!"

Su Yi?

The old slave was stunned for a moment, and then showed an incredible look.

It's just a reincarnated King of the One Realm, who has seriously injured the young master! ?

As if noticing the expression of the old slave, Fu Dongli said with a cold face: "This matter must not be leaked!"

The old slave nodded quickly and said, "Young Master, if you go to the Feixian restricted area this time, you can take the opportunity to participate in the 'group of immortals'."

Fu Dongli was stunned and said, "What kind of ritual is this?"

The old slave said: "This is a puja convened by the descendant of the Xianjun family, the fairy 'Mo Qingchou', and invited many descendants of the immortals who have awakened from the silence in recent years to participate. "

"In addition, the top immortal cultivators in the ancient times, such as the Magic Sword Immortal Tower, Wanling Immortal Mountain, Tianyin Immortal Gate, and Chicheng Daomen, will also send great powers to the meeting."

Fu Dongli was immediately aroused and said, "What is Mo Qingchou doing?"

Mo Qingchou, a fairy from a noble background, with a great background, behind him not only stands a family of immortals, but his teacher is also the overlord of the immortal world!

"According to the news, within half a year, the level of the Harmony Realm will be

The deceased spirit can walk in the world and is no longer restricted by the rules of the heavens. "

The old slave said quickly, "Fairy Mo Qingchou convened this dharma meeting to discuss with the various forces, how to conquer the world in the future."

"Of course, the more important thing is to discuss the arrest of the spectator. After all, only the power of reincarnation controlled by this person can shatter that cursed power."

Fu Dongli nodded and said, "If there is a chance, I don't mind going for a walk. However, it's better to find out first."

He is a descendant of immortals who survived from the end of the law. He is far better than others. The descendants of immortals who survived that catastrophe are far more than Mo Qingchou and others!

Like the Red Cloud Fairy, it has already appeared!

However, Fu Dongli is very clear that with the passage of time, the fog will eventually dissipate, and the world situation is destined to become clear.

"In this starry world, there are not only Feixian restricted areas, but also many restricted areas such as the Undetermined Magic Sea and Xingxuan Restricted Area."

Fu Dongli frowned and thought for a moment, "Forget it, regardless of this, within half a year, I will let that Su Yi die without a burial!"

He only thinks about how to take revenge now, and he is too lazy to care about the rest.

Three days later.

The largest city in Baizhou, Zihe City.

The "Sacred Workshop", which is regarded as the holy place of the astral world of Shendu, is located in Zihe City.

From a distance, when he saw the ancient and majestic outline of Zihe City, Su Yi couldn't help smiling, thinking of an interesting thing.

Outside the gate of the workshop, there is a mysterious stone.

That strange stone is heavier than the sacred mountain. In the past years, the owner of the magical workshop "Wang Pu" once declared to the public that if anyone can lift this strange stone, he can refine one for free God soldier!

The incident caused a sensation and attracted many people.

But even the king of the realm of Dongyu can't move this strange stone!

In the beginning, Guanzhu made the sword of the world, and also went to the workshop of God, so many people encouraged him to give him a try to see if he could lift this strange stone.

The viewer became interested, so he stepped forward and tried it.

I didn't think about it, and I easily lifted this strange stone that no one can move.

This aroused the amazement of all the people present, and they all shouted that "Wang Pu", the master of the workshop, would give the viewer a free refining tool.

Wang Pu said with a smile, and said to let the viewer take a look at the line of words at the bottom of the strange stone.

The master looked up the strange stone and saw a sentence written on it:

"Only the viewer lifts it up."

The viewer couldn't help laughing.

This is obviously clear, he is the only one in the world who can lift this strange stone, he is complimenting him, how can he compare it?

This incident has also become an anecdote, spread all over the world, and people are talking about it.

"I haven't seen him for many years, and I don't know if that old guy Wang Pu is still here."

While thinking about it, Su Yi had already entered Zihe City.

Su Yi couldn't help stumbling when he reached the distance from the workshop.

The gate of the workshop was closed, and the strange stone that had been guarding the side of the gate in the past years was gone.

Only a grey-robed man with scribbled beard and hair, sitting on the stone steps beside the gate with his legs crossed, his back against the wall, his head resting on his arms, his eyes closed.

Appears to be asleep.