From the waste of spiritual roots to the practice of asking the devil

Although Wang Yu is running away, he knows that his speed is a shortcoming, and there is no way to make up for it in the short term. Sooner or later he will be caught up.

In this way, he was very concerned about the foundation-building monks chasing behind him.

This is related to whether he can leave.

The reason for escaping to the direction of Spider Mountain is one thing. If they are defeated by the Foundation Establishment, they can still use the protective formation of the Spider Mountain to save their lives. At that time, they will call out the Qingsha female cultivator in the later stage of the Foundation Establishment, and the crisis will be resolved. .

However, if he does this, he may not be able to keep the dragon inner elixir in his hand.

“Fight first, then run away if you can’t beat them.

"How long can this be delayed? This person has gone through a great war and his true energy reserves are definitely not enough. Consumables such as talismans are also almost used up."

The facts were exactly as Wang Yu thought, and even more favorable to him.

The black scale shield is used to deal with the energy spears shot from behind from time to time. It cleverly uses the shock wave to make it three points faster.

It's just that the high-grade magic weapon couldn't withstand several attacks from the foundation-building monks.

The distance keeps getting closer.

After dragging on for less than half an hour, he finally couldn't hold on anymore. The black scale shield was like a twisted piece of scrap metal, which was completely scrapped in a certain resistance.

Wang Yu didn't feel bad either. He didn't want to buy such things. They were all trophies. If they were broken, they would be broken.

soon.

In the next attack, Wang Yu put away his flying sword and fell from mid-air into the dense woods. The pursuers behind him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wiping the sweat from his face, he quickly jumped in.

But after entering the woods, the lush canopy blocked the sunlight, leaving only a few dappled lights in the forest, and Wang Yu's figure had long since disappeared.

"Humph, are you trying to be clever? Do you know the power of spiritual consciousness of the foundation-building monks..."

He suddenly stopped talking because he couldn't feel any trace of Wang Yu, and there was a momentary flaw in his mind.

At this moment, the terrifying cold flames struck from above, the air temperature dropped rapidly, but the core temperature was strangely high.

Create a low-temperature field suitable for your own fighting.

The pursuer subconsciously created a small piece of Zhen Gang defense above his head, which was a sign of insufficient Zhen Qi.

After a monk reaches the foundation building stage, he will have two more instinct-like supernatural powers, or characteristics, like the limbs that a person is born with, just like instinct.

Physical flight is one of them.

The second is that after spiritual power transforms into true essence, it will gain the instinct of "Zhen Gang Body Protection", which can be condensed with a single thought, and can even go deep into the instinct, and can be used before conscious control.

This is the magic of foundation building, which provides great security when facing various sneak attacks.

In contrast, Dan Jie and Yuanying also have different magical points, just like the new talents, new organs, etc. brought about by different stages of life evolution.

Generally speaking, it is almost impossible for Qi training monks to defeat Jiji.

But when one party hits rock bottom and the other party is in its heyday and has good strength and has the means to transcend the realm, it leaps to the next level to challenge and win.

Doesn't it seem that difficult?

In the blue flames, a green-black arm suddenly poked out from it, and its ferocious fist smashed the body-protecting weapon into pieces, hitting the man's jaw hard.

"Click-"

The sound of bones dislocating was clearly heard, and the body flew out like rags, plowing long ravines on the ground, and finally broke an ancient tree before stopping.

Coughing up blood.

"You...who are you?!"

Obviously, he was stunned by Wang Yu's magical power. He had never seen such a powerful Qi practitioner.

However, Wang Yu did not answer him.

Transformation Step pulled out ten phantom bodies and attacked them from different angles. The man also waved the big gun again and made a seal with the other hand. After three breaths, a circle of golden light emitted with him as the center.

Black evil armor instantly appeared on Wang Yu's body, wrapping himself tightly.

A big wave of his hand.

The Ice Coffin Curse and the improved Ice Sword Technique were cast at the same time. Thick ice edges were like cages, falling from the air at a slight angle.

He picked this man up.

The toes slammed into the ground, causing cracks for several meters in radius. The moment he leaped into the air, he turned his waist and twisted his body, and delivered a perfect flying kick that almost cut the enemy into two pieces.

When the ice edge burst into pieces, his upper body moved backwards, revealing a strangely obtuse-angled younger brother, paralyzed on the ground, with blood pouring from his mouth and nose.

The breath of life is disappearing.

Those eyes full of resentment stared at Wang Yu with great reluctance, but could not say anything anymore.

In silence, he died directly.

"Swallow the soul!"

Without hesitation, Wang Yu immediately cast the spell. He did not have the means to strangle the soul for the time being, but the Soul-Swallowing Evil Armor Technique could directly eat the ghost.

This recently deceased person is naturally within the soul-swallowing range.

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The black evil armor spreads out a black smoke snake, reaches into the target's body, and pulls out a translucent foundation-building soul, whose soul is slowly exuding some gray-white light spots.

If there is no help from Earth and Yin, it will dissipate in a short time.

He has no chance.

Ignoring the soul's bad expression, he directly pulled it into the black evil armor. Except for the original Deacon Xu, a vicious face appeared on the armor again.

The power of this thaumaturgy immediately increased significantly.

"Magic magic is really evil."

As for the sequelae of soul-eating that we will face in the future, if we eat less now, there will be almost no impact, just control the quantity.

If you control it well, you can even use it to sharpen your own consciousness.

This time, there was no danger. After taking away all the corpses and storage bags, Wang Yu continued to move towards Spider Mountain. This time, he also activated the Night Hidden Curse to the limit.

The deacon of Wuyin Peak was attacked back and could not survive the revenge of his elder brother. He was on the verge of suffocation.

After leaving the illusion, he took a deep breath and did not see him at all.

He did not worry about the debts. He did not believe that he could lock the enemy in the void?

This was the harvest of this trip.

Lost in the east, gained in the west. The only thing that was a bit troublesome was the third-level dragon inner elixir, which was more suitable for the peak foundation-building cultivators to break through the elixir stage to replace the elixir spirit objects.

I don’t know what kind of skills the man wanted to practice by swallowing the inner elixir directly. It’s a pity that he didn’t get the storage bag of the foundation-building of Wuyin Peak. There must be opportunities and secrets in it.

On the way back, Wang Yu could be said to be running at full speed.

At sunset, he barely arrived at Spider Mountain, changed into the clothes of an outer disciple again, and used the token to verify his identity without rushing, without attracting anyone’s attention.

It was not until he entered the stone house at the edge of the spiritual field and set up the blood mist hidden spirit formation that he breathed a sigh of relief.

He lit a quiet incense, bathed and changed clothes.

He sat cross-legged on the futon and rubbed his hands.

"Let me see how much a casual cultivator is worth~"

"Spirit stones... only 8,000? A bit too little, not as good as a wealthy Qi training cultivator."

The second-level lower-grade magic weapon [Hundred Strike Spear] is of very ordinary quality.

It is almost the lowest level among the second-level lower-grade ones. Its effect is to inject spiritual power and can differentiate into a hundred energy spears for attack.

There is no talisman, but there are a few bottles of pills and some sundries.

However, to Wang Yu's surprise, there are actually exercises, spells, and secrets in it.

I want to ask for your opinion. Should it be sent regularly in the morning, or divided into morning and noon, or noon and evening? Or send it all at once?

Tell me.