Kill the Great Wall of Martial Arts from me

The strength of the soul of the strong Yuanshen, generally the strength of the soul of the Yuanshen in the early stage, is around eight thousand to one or two thousand feet.

For warriors in the middle stage of Yuanshen, the strength of their souls is around 1 to [-] feet.

The strength of the soul of a warrior in the late Yuanshen period is around [-] to [-] feet.

Now, Li Shenzhi still has [-] Ghost Saint Gu points left, which should be enough for his spiritual consciousness to rise to [-] zhang.

All of a sudden, the strength of his spiritual consciousness has increased dozens of times. During this period of time, he has always had a feeling of being in a celestial state and wandering in the sky.

This is a sign that the body is somewhat unable to carry the soul. The physical body is a container for warriors to practice, and sometimes they need to go hand in hand.

According to the rumors, pure physical cultivation does not transform the gods, the soul and the body are integrated into one, the body is the soul, and the soul is the body.

Since then, Li Shenzhi's strength has undergone a qualitative transformation.

The realm of law cultivation, the peak of divine fire.

Physical cultivation realm, the fifth-order peak, this is the state where the Yin-Yang symbol has not yet been activated.

The strength of spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of a warrior in the late stage of Yuanshen.

The spiritual consciousness submerged in the Niwan Palace, in the Huanghuang Niwan, the spiritual consciousness was like fog, tumbling and lingering.

A faint silver light cluster was looming.

This is the field of martial arts and war prohibition, which belongs to the state of vagueness.

As for why this state occurred, Li Shenzhi speculated that it was because of his increased combat power.

Let the forbidden field of war, which should have fallen, be maintained again.Without paying too much attention to the field of war prohibition, he stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, then leaned against the rock wall, closed his eyes comfortably, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the past few years, I have lived too hard, and I still need to rest for a few days.

……

After sleeping for two consecutive days, Li Shenzhi opened his eyes refreshed.

The spiritual consciousness swept out directly, covering the sky above Xiling Mountain, and found that many casual warriors had appeared in the mountain.

Then, his figure disappeared into the ancient tomb.

For the next month or so, Li Shenzhi did not show up at Xiling Mountain, but mixed with the casual warriors in the mountain, accumulating his improved strength.

This night, inside the cave.

He felt that he was almost settled, and the third eye slowly emerged on his forehead, and there was a bewitching look between the opening and closing.

The second variation of the real dragon soul-absorbing technique, the real dragon soul-absorbing seal, can separate the soul and plant a soul seal on the living beings.

This heavy method requires Yuanshen state to practice, and he is going to try it to see if he can practice it.

This method was born out of the first level of soul-absorbing technique, and the split soul power will not affect the warrior's existing soul.

If it can be successful, with Li Shenzhi's current 3 zhang spiritual strength, he can generate a soul-stirring seal, which can control a warrior whose spiritual realm does not exceed his.

……

In the void, the old beggar walked quickly, and around him, the silver light in the void continuously retreated rapidly.

In the vast Northern Wilderness, the domains are far apart.

The thirteen seeds that had been scattered were scattered among the 1000 and [-] domains.

Based on his current state, even if he traveled in nothingness, it would take several years to travel from the eastern part of the Northern Wilderness to the western part.

In the human race region, it is not that there is no teleportation formation, and the masters of each region rely on the unimpeded method of passage to control each region.

But with the existence of the Dragon Palace in name only, the teleportation formation between the domains has long been broken.

Even the five-color divine soil in the palace sank into the depths of the earth.

It's not that the warriors of Shenlong Palace have tried hard to call out the five-color divine soil, but they all ended in failure.

On the way, a formation disk appeared in the hand of the beggar old ghost.

"It's time to get to the Chenghuang area."

After tearing open the void, the old beggar stepped into the wilderness.

Then, a look of stagnation appeared on the old face.

wrong!

hum!

In an instant, on the palm like a chicken's claw, a crystal-clear blob like a small bronze bell appeared.

Jingle Bell!

The copper bell swayed in the wilderness, the sound was very crisp, and the invisible fluctuations transmitted places.

An illusory shadow emerged from the copper bell, and this figure kept changing its face.

"No induction."

Hearing the sound, the old beggar's expression darkened.

died?

It's not difficult to get rid of the Ghost Saint Gu, the Gu will disappear naturally when a person dies.

"Unable to sense."

On the ghost bell, Qi Ling shook his head slowly.

A moment later, the beggar old ghost put away the ghost bell and walked away into the distance.

Even if the person is dead, he has to check it out.

It has only been less than five years, and among the thirteen seed candidates that have been cast out, four of them have already died if you count Cheng Huangyu.

……

Take the southwest direction of Huangyu.

The void roared, the laws collided, and the earth-shattering terrifying aura continuously shattered the void.

The tribal warriors in the mountains felt the aura in the sky, and they were scared out of their wits.

In the void, every ray of energy falling down caused the mountains and rivers to collapse.

"See where you run away."

A cold voice sounded, and purple blood floated into the air, dyeing a large void red.

In the nothingness, an old man shrouded in a cyan one-horned sheep dharma, shrouded in blood.

The cyan divine sheep dharma constantly resists the golden light and blood light.

In front of this figure is the Xuanyana sage, and behind it is the envoy of the Dragon Palace.

The figure in the Qingyang dharma form, the corners of the mouth are bloody, and the figure is hunched, staring at the Xuancheng saint.

"Xuan Cheng, seek skin with monsters, slaughter your own clan, you are worthy of your ancestors."

The Xuancheng sage, whose whole body was covered in golden light, had a flickering expression, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"The ancestors, the ancestors, they have to be alive."

After the words fell, the sage of Xuancheng sneered, and a piece of red-golden sword energy, like a cloud of fire, pierced through nothingness, and the space cracked inch by inch.

"Jie... to die."

Behind the Qingyang Faxiang, the Dragon Envoy screamed strangely.

The scarlet tongue spit out, and a mist like blood turned into a strange looking snake.

Under the impact of the sword energy and the monster energy, the Qingyang dharma phase shook violently, and a large piece of blue light was annihilated into nothingness.

The figure guarded by the Qingyang Dharma Aspect had a bitter look on his face, spit out a mouthful of holy blood, and his whole body was full of blue light.

"Stop him!"

Seeing this scene, the sword energy in the hands of the Xuancheng saint became even more blazing.

hum!

The dharma image of Qingguang Dasheng roared, and the illusory horns were lifted slightly, the void was torn apart instantly, and an illusory Qingguang door appeared.

In an instant, the old man plunged headlong into the Qingguang Gate, and the monster energy and sword energy fell from his back, and the energy of the punch splashed.

Rumble!

The blue light burst, looking at the shattered void, the eyes of the Xuancheng sage were full of murderous intent.

"Chase!"

"We must not let him escape!"

"He has been seriously injured and can't run far!"

Chapter 238

The void was torn apart again, and the consciousness of the two great saint realm powerhouses rushed into the void like a violent storm.

The Spirit Sheep Holy Department has a long history.

Although there have been several twists and turns, the source of the blood can be traced back to the tribe that first migrated to the Chenghuang Region.

The appearance of the spiritual sheep is the secret of the family's inheritance. This blue spiritual sheep is not an ordinary spiritual sheep.

The key lies in the horn of the spirit goat, which contains a hint of the secret of space, which can display the power of space.

"His holy body has been severely injured, and the remaining blood can't stimulate the secret treasure of the spirit sheep a few times."

The Xuancheng saint spoke in a cold voice, and after rushing into nothingness, the murderous intent on his body was like a cluster, constantly smashing the turbulent space around him.

"Qianshen, kill him, the secret treasure of the spirit sheep will be mine, and the rest will be yours."

Hearing the sound, Shenlongshi's bewitching eyes burst into brilliant light, and he licked his scarlet tongue, releasing a strong demonic aura.

"It's a word."

A saint who is a rank five saint, after being devoured, even if he cannot be promoted to a rank seven saint, he can still strengthen a bit of background and accumulate foundation for promotion to rank seven.

Sensing the change of Qianshen, the Xuancheng sage groaned in his heart, this beast has never cared about it from the beginning.

……

Outside Xiling Mountain.

The void shattered, and the old beggar slowly stepped out of the void, overlooking Xiling Mountain.

He started from the place where he descended to the Chenghuang Territory a few years ago, and investigated the cities and towns within a radius of [-] miles one by one.

After searching the souls of the warriors in these cities, it was finally confirmed that this is the place where Li Shenzhi is most likely to appear.

The ghost bell rang softly, and the spirit of the weapon floated into the air.

"If there is no movement, either the person is dead, or the ghost holy Gu has been removed, or the person is no longer in the Yellow Realm."

Qi Ling's three guesses made the old beggar's face darken, which was no different from saying nothing.

To be honest, among the thirteen people, he valued Li Shenzhi the most.

If you want to talk about the important reasons, there is only one.

Killing the Yaozu was not at all procrastinating.

There were more than 2 monster clans who synthesized the secret realm before, and Li Shen alone killed one-tenth of them.

It's not that with Li Shenzhi's strength, he can only kill one-tenth of them, but the circumstances at the time did not allow it.

Looking at the posture at that time, if the secret realm didn't collapse, Li Shenzhi would still have to kill him, which meant that he wanted to wipe out the monster clan.

The next moment, the old beggar descended directly on the mountain, not caring about the horror of the scattered cultivators gathered in the mountain, grabbed a dozen figures and began to search for souls.

In the corner of the mountain, Li Shenzhi, who was practicing, was awakened by the sudden chaos in the mountain. He released his spiritual consciousness slightly, and immediately retracted it.

Damn, here we come.

In an instant, Li Shenzhi's consciousness was restrained, and he thought of hiding in the bronze coffin.

But he still gave up in a thought, once he hid in the bronze coffin, he was hiding, but the bronze coffin was exposed outside.

If it is a martial artist in the Yuanshen realm, he can still avoid it, but in the face of a saint, it is almost impossible to avoid it.