"How can it be!"
Zhi Jiuyou's face showed a look of horror that couldn't be concealed. He used all his strength to try to activate his Yuan Fei treasure crying stick again, but the crying stick still didn't react at all. If he hadn't seen it at this moment, it would have been stopped by Yun. When Chuan held it in his hand, he couldn't feel any relationship between this Yuan Fei treasure and him at all. The previous feeling of mind-to-mind connection was suddenly gone.
Yun Chuan glanced around and saw the expressions of disbelief on the faces of the Yin soldiers transformed by Zhi Jiuyou. The young man laughed lightly, and the energy and blood in his body converged, returning to the original appearance of the handsome young man, playing with his hands. Holding the stolen mourning stick, he said, "Are you looking for this?"
The mourning stick in his hand swelled in the wind as he spoke, and he used it as a stick to sweep around, directly smashing several Yin soldiers into powder. The power of the aura exuded was even more powerful than in the hands of Zhi Jiuyou. Sometimes even more forceful.
Seeing this scene, not only Zhi Jiuyou, but also all the martial arts cultivators who saw this scene had expressions of shock that could not be concealed on their faces.
The scene just now was seen clearly by many martial arts cultivators. The scene in which Yunchuan took half the Yuan Fei body and snatched the Yuan Fei treasure with his bare hands had shocked many people. But then Yunchuan The scene where the captured Yuan Fei Treasure changed hands in just a few breathless moments made many people's jaws drop in shock.
Moreover, the power of the mourning stick used by Yun Chuan was even more powerful than when Zhi Jiuyou used it. This means that in such a short period of time, Yunchuan has already understood the supporting skills contained in the mourning stick. It has reached a point where it is even more perverted than the existence that has been immersed in Shi Jiuyou for hundreds of years.
"How is this possible? It takes others decades or even hundreds of years to master the martial arts skills, but when it comes to him, there seems to be no obstacles at all. What a terrifying talent, what a monster's talent..."
"You are worthy of being a quasi-inner disciple of the super sect Huangtian Holy Sect. I heard that Yun Shaozong's bloodline level is not high, but his talent is not comparable to that of us."
Although I already have a deep understanding of Yun Chuan's level of evil, seeing him again at this moment
This scene still made many people take a breath.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Shi Jiuyou never expected that the treasure of the Yuan Fei that his life was bound to be cultivated would be completely controlled by Yun Chuan in such a short period of time. In the blink of an eye, it was swept by the mourning stick, and dozens of Yuan Fei Dharma were broken into pieces. Only then did the Yin soldiers react, and they were suddenly shocked and angry. Strange screams came out from the Yin soldiers' mouths. Suddenly, around Yunchuan, figures wearing pale clothes and faces that were identical to Yunchuan appeared again. It condensed and walked towards Yunchuan.
"Is this the same thing again?"
Yunchuan shook his head and swept the mourning stick in his hand, instantly smashing the figures that looked similar to his into pieces. However, at this moment, Yunchuan suddenly frowned, and the original fiery aura on his body weakened.
He could feel that when he smashed those figures with the same face as his, his soul seemed to be attacked. Although it was insignificant compared to the strength of his soul at the moment, it still made him frown. .
"Is this Yin Corpse Sect's Zongzong's Earth-Level Cultivation Technique aimed at divine souls? It is indeed unique. If Corpse Jiuyou hadn't understood this Earth-Level Cultivation Technique to a profound level, I'm afraid I would really know how to do it. Following his instructions, the existences in the middle stage of the Yuan Fei Realm do have their own methods, but it’s okay if it can give me a little pressure, I hope it can make me make further progress!”
Another group of figures wearing pale clothes with faces that were identical to Yun Chuan re-condensed and continued to move towards Yun Chuan. Zhi Jiuyou's voice came from all directions, Jie Jie said: "Yun Chuan, do you still dare? Go on, do you dare to continue blasting them to pieces? What these ghouls said is right, each of them looks like your death. If you blast them to pieces, you are actually killing yourself."
"Zi Jiuyou, you have no other skills, but you are quite good at pretending to be a ghost."
Yun Chuan chuckled, not paying attention, and continued to smash the pale white figures that rushed towards him. He looked at the Yin soldiers condensed by the Nine Nether Yuan Fei Dharma of the corpses around him, and said with some regret: "Tossing and turning. With this trick, since you can’t bring me more pressure, there’s no need to continue living, next.”
"die
The duck has a tough mouth! "
Shi Jiuyou suddenly became furious, fearing that Daotian in the distance would take action against him, he said angrily: "I'm not dead yet, and I'm about to beat you to death. Why are you calling the next one? If you don't follow the rules, I'm not dead yet." , Even if he is dead, I can still save him!"
Swish, swish, swish!
As soon as he finished speaking, threads of divine souls suddenly shot up from all directions. In an instant, they entangled themselves on the Yin soldiers condensed by the Nine Nether Yuan Fei Dharma Appearances of Corpse Nine. Every thread of divine souls penetrated directly. Its weakness and fatality, if there is no resistance at all, it will be entangled and cut into powder.
Crash.
The Soul-Lost Flag fluttered in the wind, and the shredded Yuan Fei Dharma of Zhi Jiuyou was taken into it. At this moment, only an empty shell was left in Zhi Jiuyou's physical body, which was already too dead to die. , eyes widened, still not knowing how he died.
"It's not bad, it's really not bad!"
There was a hint of admiration on Yun Chuan's face, and he said to himself: "The existences in the middle stage of the Yuan Fei Realm are indeed much stronger than the martial arts in the early stage of the Yuan Fei Realm. They can defeat me with a few more moves and put a lot of pressure on me. , However, it is still not enough. If I want to consolidate my realm step by step and advance to the realm of the Yuan Fei, I don’t know how long it will take. I can’t wait. Only in this kind of life and death battle can my vision and knowledge grow faster. Only in this way can I better integrate what I have learned, but the pressure is not enough. Let’s do it together!”
In the distance, the three elders of the three sects were shocked and angry, but they were a little confused. They didn't know what happened just now. Zhi Jiuyou, who had the upper hand before, was instantly defeated and died. He couldn't die anymore.
However, although they cannot see it with their eyesight, Dai Yunhe, the elder of the Giant Spirit Sect, and Yuan Qianshan, the elder of the Huangshen Sect, two first-class sect elders and venerable figures in the Void Refining Realm, can clearly see each other. Looking at each other, they could see the shock in A Fang's eyes.
In the scene just now, it was clear that Yun Chuan had treated Zhi Jiuyou as a puppet and sacrificed him to a human being. Countless soul threads were wrapped around every vein and every life gate of his Yuan Fei Dharma, which was equivalent to Directly controlling the life and death of Zhi Jiuyou, the divine soul thread moved and cut it into powder.
(End of chapter)