"I've finally become a master who can stand on my own."
With a few thoughts, Hong Yi controlled his sword, needles, and fire. Finally, he used the Soul Vortex to kill the strange centipede. The last thought attached to the centipede flew up and tried to escape, but it was instantly crushed on the spot.
Hong Yi was very satisfied with this series of fights because he had finally become a master who could stand on his own.
In the past, when he faced masters, whether it was Zhao Feirong, Green Eyebrows, Wei Lei's group, or Wu Housekeeper, they would all attack together with the people around them. But now, when faced with a Taoist master who could possess a body, he could actually kill the opponent's thought in two or three moves. Hong Yi felt very carefree.
After killing his opponent in two moves, Hong Yi felt that he had the demeanor of a master. All his previous doubts and weak mentality were swept away.
"Who is this person? Obviously not Wu Housekeeper. That old dog's martial arts are invincible, but he doesn't know Taoist skills. " Hong Yi looked at the slightly moving giant centipede on the ground. Its fierce and ferocious appearance made people's hair stand on end.
"What happened?"
At this moment, the people who had just entered their rooms and were about to rest got up and dashed into the courtyard.
It's 100 times more powerful than ordinary flying swords. Moreover, this centipede has been cultivated by spiritual herbs. It's strong and poisonous, and it can spit out venom. Even if a great grandmaster is bitten or stained by it, he will die on the spot. "
Wen Feiyan and Hills immediately recognized the origin of this flying centipede. Their expressions changed instantly.
"Mr. Zhou of Prince Heqing's Mansion?" When Hong Yi heard the explanation, he understood immediately. His eyes flashed. "There are three great masters in Jade Capital. Housekeeper Wu, that old dog, has already come to provoke me. Why is there a Mr. Zhou? One master after another is coming to find me. I'm not a student in a private school. Why do I need so many masters?"
"Mr Zhou cultivates in both magic and martial arts. His strength is similar to Mister Duan's." Holy Hunchback Hills seemed to be intimidated by Mr Zhou's power. His voice sounded a little unnatural.
"Mister Duan is the Sect Leader of the Qi Hun Sect. He's extremely strong. But why would I be afraid of him now?" Hong Yi pondered for a moment and took two steps forward. Now that he had mastered the Body Possession, the power of his spirit had increased by dozens of times. In terms of strength, he was not inferior to Mister Duan. Moreover, Hong Yi reckoned that since he had cultivated the Scripture of the Past, his spirit would not be destroyed. So long as the opponent was not a Ghost Immortal, they would not be his match in a battle of Dao techniques.
"Since that Mr. Zhou came to find trouble with me, it must be because Prince Jiehe's car broke down. He must be near the military camp. Don't act rashly. My divine soul will come out of my body and come to kill him at any time! "
With a thought, Hong Yi removed the restriction on Lei Lie, Wen Feiyan, and Shan Qiu. Although he had enough strength to intimidate them, Although he had enough strength to intimidate them, he still had to make them completely loyal to him.
Capturing and killing Mister Zhou was the best way to make them unswervingly loyal again.
As long as he killed Mr Zhou, who was under Prince Jiehe, Hills, and Wen Feiyan would not follow him.
With a thought, Hong Yi's divine soul suddenly flew out of his body.
In the courtyard, a strong gust of cold wind suddenly blew, causing everyone to feel cold. Even with the cultivation of an Innate Stage master, they could feel a kind of Yin Qi that went deep into their hearts.
This was the pressure that Hong Yi's strong divine soul had brought to their hearts.
Lélie took two steps back. Suddenly, a strong gust of cold wind blew in the courtyard. With a whoosh, it blew into the air. Then, with a loud bang, this strong gust of cold wind turned into dozens of small winds and flew out in all directions.
"This is the Spiritual Mountain Searching Technique. He is searching the ground within a radius of dozens of miles. Every hill, every nook and cranny, as long as there is strong blood Qi, he will be able to sense it! Such a remarkable power! It's really magical! This is a Dao technique master! Amazing! "
Although Lélie had seen Dao technique masters before, seeing Hong Yi using Dao techniques like this was beyond his imagination.
He knew that the dozens of small chilly winds in the sky that were flying in all directions were caused by Hong Yi splitting his spirit into various thoughts and flying at a high speed. It was as if his thoughts had materialized and brought along the airflow to create the wind.
If an ordinary person were to be blown by this cold wind, their soul would be taken away. Even an expert with strong blood Qi would feel the chill of the cold wind seeping into their bones.
This cold wind swept over the ground within a radius of more than ten miles. Once it blew past, any movement in the wind or unusual reaction would be detected.
In other words, when Hong Yi used this technique now, any existence with strong blood Qi or divine soul within a radius of more than ten miles would not be able to escape his thoughts.
This kind of method was too shocking.
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"Blood Essence nourishes Primordial Qi, Yin and Yang harmonizes! Endless! "
At this time, Mr. Zhou's divine soul was injured. After retching, he opened his eyes. He raised his finger and took out a silver needle. He felt around his head and found a tiny acupuncture point between his eyebrows. He gently inserted the silver needle into it and used a special technique to rotate it a few times.
After rotating a few times, Mr. Zhou's face became a lot paler. The skin on his hand became extremely fair, and the area between his eyebrows became red, as if there was a dot of cinnabar on it.
This situation looked like he had concentrated all the blood in his body into the area between his eyebrows.
After a few breaths, he pulled out the needle, and his body regained its color. However, his body was much more listless, as if he had suffered a serious illness.
Although his body was listless, his eyes were bright and his spirit was extremely vigorous, as if his inner soul had taken a big tonic.
Just now, when he pulled out the silver needle and pierced between his eyebrows, it seemed that he had sacrificed his body's blood Qi in exchange for the vigor of his soul!
This technique was unheard of and unseen. It involved the subtle connection between the physical body and the soul!
"This Hong Yi is actually a great expert who has cultivated to the level of Body Possession! How is this possible? His Taoist technique is so profound, it's too unexpected! My Flying Centipede has been fed for ten years. I've searched for all kinds of elixirs in the world and have already formed a seed of the Heavenly Centipede Pearl in my body. After a few more years of feeding, the Heavenly Centipede Pearl will be fully formed. It's such a pity to lose it like this! Humph, I'd like to see what magical powers this Hong Yi has. Let's have a good fight! "
Mister Zhou sat on the ground, his eyes glittering. He took out the jade flute and held it in his hand. Although he had retched just now and his divine soul had been injured, now that he had calmed down, he had recovered his elegant charm. Furthermore, the slight weakness of his fleshly body just now gave him the elegance of a scholar.
He tapped the jade flute twice in his hand.
"No matter how strong your Spirit Soul is, I've cultivated the unique secret technique of the Essence and Spirit Temple! Just now, I sacrificed my physical body's blood Qi to nourish my Spirit Soul, and at the same time, increased the strength of my Spirit Soul to the maximum. This time, you made me make such a big sacrifice, why don't you pay the price? "
Mr. Zhou sneered and was about to make his move. Suddenly, from the military camp in the distance, a strong gloomy wind rushed to the ground and blew into the sky.
"What's that?"
Mr. Zhou also noticed the strong gloomy wind and looked up.
As the cold wind blew, it suddenly dispersed in the air, turning into dozens of gusts that blew in all directions. A few of them happened to be blowing in his direction. As they swept past, the trees on the mountain made rustling sounds as they were being blown by the wind.
Mr. Zhou even noticed that when the gloomy wind blew past, the hair on the body of a few wild dogs near him stood up. Their eyes glowed with a faint green light. They gathered together and barked. Their barks were short and hurried, frightening people's souls, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Oh no! This person's Taoist technique is so profound! The strength of his Spirit Soul is even stronger than mine! "
The gloomy wind was extremely fast. Just now, Mr. Zhou's body Qi and blood were weak, so how could he dodge this gust of gloomy wind? Moreover, even when his Qi and blood were not damaged, his body movement could not be faster than the wind.
Just as he came to his senses, the gloomy wind had already swept past. Without stopping, it rushed into the sky. All the gloomy wind that had scattered in all directions also flew back and suddenly twisted in front of the mountain.
"He's discovered me!" Mr. First held his jade flute horizontally. In his heart, he already knew that when the gloomy wind swept past him, he had already been discovered.
His Qi and blood were strong and he was obviously an expert. How could he not attract the enemy's attention?
The gloomy wind that had twisted into a gust suddenly disappeared without a trace. In the middle of the disappearing gloomy wind, a faint figure of light suddenly condensed. The figure of light looked exactly like Hong Yi's face.
"Mr. Zhou, we have no enmity between us. Why did you possess a centipede and want to bite me to death?"
Hong Yi spoke. He looked at Mr. Zhou, glanced at him, and suddenly spoke.
"You're Hong Yi? How can your cultivation be so profound? How can your Spirit Soul be so strong? There are not many sects in this world that have such a miraculous Taoist technique. Which sect are you from? "
Seeing Hong Yi's expression, Mr. Zhou pointed his flute forward and shouted.
"You talk too much nonsense!" There was no way Hong Yi would tell Mr. Zhou about his background. When he heard Mr. Zhou's nonsensical question, his heart skipped a beat. All of a sudden, he made a grabbing motion!
As he did so, his divine soul suddenly spread out, and five indistinct five-colored demonic shadows appeared around him. One was bone-white, one was blood-red, one was pitch-black, one was glowing green, and the last one was dull gray.
After a flash, these five demonic shadows spun violently and shattered with a loud bang, twisting into a strong paste vortex. The vortex was huge, at least the size of a ship. An irresistible suction force emanated from the vortex and enveloped Mr. Zhou.
Hong Yi had only exchanged a few words with him when he immediately unleashed the killer move of the "Soul Vortex" with all his might. He had to suck out Mr. Zhou's Spirit Soul and destroy his Yin Spirit!
As soon as the Soul Vortex appeared, a few wild dogs that had been barking wildly nearby suddenly stopped. Their Spirit Shadows were also sucked out. With a slight twist, they were instantly crushed. Their soulless bodies fell to the ground.
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