Once the sea of qi is sealed, it is impossible to use any true energy, which is common sense in the practice world.
What's more, he is from Qisi, among all the practitioners of Yinshen and ghosts in Daqi Dynasty, he is the first person after Yan Ying.
Yin gods and ghosts' skills are mainly weird, with all kinds of inconceivable methods, and his method of sealing the sea of qi is naturally even more special.
The most important thing is that he has walked a long distance on the road of the seventh realm. How can the strength of his true essence be compared with that of Su Qin's level of practitioners
However, when he opened his eyes and saw the red light behind Su Qin, and the strange and exciting look in Su Qin's eyes, he knew that he had made a terrible mistake unintentionally.
Su Qin's body trembled violently.
He stared at the Chiss like he was looking at the most delicious food in the world.
Several blood lines were like exposed blood vessels, protruding from his chest, and the other end was already connected to the Qiss.
In the eyes of the Qisi people, Su Qin was still so weak at this time, and even looked a bit pathetic as a junior. However, in his perception, Su Qin's body had become a huge whirlpool.
In the huge vortex, there are all blood-red lines, and these blood-red lines converge into a phantom of a witch god.
There is no part of the Qisi people who instinctively wants to break free from the connection with Su Qin, but a feeling of complete exhaustion and deep powerlessness has permeated his body. It wasn't just that his injuries were too serious, but also that he was plotted against by the other party when he was healing his injuries with all his strength. The most important thing was that his true essence quickly disintegrated in the vitality filled with blood-red lines.
Along with the true essence being drawn, there is also the blood in his body at this time.
Adding injury to injury, the final result is a complete collapse.
"You really have mastered the techniques of the Twelve Witch Gods."
Looking at Su Qin's excited and hungry eyes, the Qisi people sighed.
He never thought that he would have such an ending. In all the endings he imagined, even if he didn't die by the swords of those top experts in Bashan Sword Field, he would die in the battle with Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu.
But apart from a trace of sadness in his eyes at this time, there was not much unwillingness.
Because he understood that he did not lose to Su Qin, but to the incredible skill of the Twelve Witch Gods.
"Life's qi and blood are not the same as the yin qi that has been transformed for many years. The hedging of the five qi will cause lesions in the body, which is not good for practice."
He looked at Su Qin who didn't respond, but was crazily drawing the true energy and blood in his body, and said this again.
He didn't want to intimidate Su Qin, because although this is a very simple truth, even in the era when the yin gods and ghosts were the most powerful, this truth has been confirmed many times. The simplest example is like a person's body. Implanted into other people's internal organs, everything is normal at first, but essential rejection will soon appear, just like visceral necrosis. The vitality of the practitioner carries its own brand. Only when the practitioner has become a dead thing for many years, the vitality has undergone natural transformation and been changed by the heaven and the earth, and some parts of it can be absorbed and utilized. Yin Qi. However, just looking at Su Qin's madness at this time, he knew that Su Qin would never stop.
He said this at this time, just from the perspective of a senior, giving an evaluation from the method of practice itself.
For some reason, Su Qin at this time may be because of the connection of vitality, he can understand the state of mind of the Qisi people at this time.
But he still didn't respond, because Zhao Miao's appearance in the cemetery was not at all arranged by him. However, it was the battle between Zhao Miao and the Qisi people, and the Qisi people suffered heavy losses. The true energy in the body also showed a little looseness, coupled with the shamanism technique itself, there was such an opportunity to completely turn defeat into victory.
He knew very well what would happen to him after rejecting the Chiss. He would be reduced to a soul that could never be freed, trapped in the body of a dead thing, and would be enslaved forever until his body and spirit died.
However, not only can he survive now, but he can also refine the vitality and blood of a strong man like the Qisi people... Such an opportunity to turn defeat into victory, in his opinion, is like God's will!
This is an opportunity of fate, and he must not waste it.
So he waited until he sensed that the qi and blood in the Qis people's body began to dry up, and the vitality began to dissipate and turned into death. Then he smiled with a twisted face and began to speak. He looked at the Qis people whose pupils gradually dimmed , Responded: "It will damage the longevity, but whether a person's life is wonderful does not depend on the length of life, but on what position he can stand in."
The Zis suddenly laughed too.
His body was getting cold, and he was about to fall into eternal death.
But he had already figured out some things just now, and thought of some interesting possibilities.
If such a result is really God's will, then he decided to fulfill this God's will.
"Cultivation techniques are just the foundation, but there are many methods to deal with the enemy."
He looked at Su Qin with a smile, and said calmly: "For the cultivation of yin gods and ghosts, your past is blank, and you lack many necessary experiences, which will prevent you from becoming a real strong man in the future. Many grand masters of the Qi Dynasty There are all sorts of means, but you lack the foundation of the Twelve Gods of Witchcraft, now you might as well think about it, if you add all the means I know to your God of Witchcraft, what will be the result?"
This was an unspeakable tacit understanding. Su Qin instantly understood what the Qisi people meant, and his eyes brightened again.
"I have been facing the threat of practitioners of the Great Qin Dynasty all my life. From the beginning of my practice, what Master taught me is to practice for the Great Qi Dynasty, in order to resist the invasion of foreign enemies, and among all foreign enemies, the most powerful one is nature. It is the Great Qin Dynasty."
The Qisi people calmly continued: "It's just that the more you practice, the more you find it impossible to defeat the people of the Great Qin Dynasty. In the end, you are just exhausted and trying your best to deal with it. What you think is that you are not in your own lifetime. It's like Chu collapsed."
After a pause, the Qisi people could no longer see their eyes, but he still said peacefully: "Thinking about it now, your previous proposal was good. Maybe you and I can build a dynasty stronger than the Great Qin Dynasty."
Su Qin fell silent, but this silence only lasted for a few breaths, because he knew that the life of the Qisi people had come to an end, so he asked seriously, "Aren't you afraid that I will destroy Qi instead?"
"Before you die, your thoughts will be completely different from before. Maybe you will let go of your restraints at this time, and your mood will be more lofty. Whether it is Qi Mie or Qin Mie, if you can win in the end, the winner will still be cultivation. Practitioners of the yin god and ghost art can restore the glory of our patriarch in the past. This is actually the pursuit of any practitioner who practices the yin god and ghost art."
The Qisi man's voice lowered, and finally he held a pendant hanging in front of him, exhausted his last strength, and handed it to Su Qin in front of him.
Su Qin fell silent again.
He looked at the dead Chiss, held the black bone in his palm, and he felt the countless fine words engraved on the bone.
"If there really is a so-called spirit in heaven, then bless me."
He bowed his head to the remains of the Chiss and said slowly, "If I succeed, I will make your name last forever."