"In addition to being born with a strong soul, a person's soul must have corresponding secrets of cultivation. Could it be that this kid can acquire the secrets of soul cultivation? Soul...soul..."
Wei Zhongran was also awakened from the shock by Mo Qing's question. He just turned his mind and quickly thought of some things that Zhao Min had said to him.
She and Li Yan once fell into the forbidden area of a lost sect and stayed there for more than ten years before they missed the time when Shuang Qingqing sent them back.
And the so-called "Soul Prison Clan" is a lineage of soul cultivators, and Zhao Min and the others worked step by step inside to finally get out of trouble.
"Li Yan and Min'er made their souls grow surprisingly strong there. This shows that once Min'er overcomes the tribulation in the future, this level will no longer be a difficulty..."
Wei Zhongran's thoughts changed rapidly, but the expression on his face remained shocked, as if he could not understand.
Under Mo Qing's doubtful gaze, Wei Zhongran finally showed a moment of hesitation on his face, and finally said uncertainly.
"Could this be related to when he fell into the crack of Yin Mo Cliff?"
"Oh? Junior brother, why did you say this!"
Mo Qing was a little confused and quickly sent a message.
"After he and his daughter fell into the barrier between the two realms, they were protected by the treasures given by their father, but they only escaped the turbulent space.
Especially when passing through the two-dimensional barrier at the end, Li Yan almost died trying to protect his little girl. Fortunately, the two-dimensional barrier had just been blown up by me at that time, and the rules of heaven and earth were being reorganized, leaving many gaps in the space.
The two of them escaped by luck, but unfortunately, most of Li Yan's body was still destroyed, and his soul was severely damaged by the power of the two realms, and he was only one step away from death..."
At this point, Wei Zhongran stopped talking. There was no need for him to explain too much to Mo Qing.
In order to prevent some of Li Yan's secrets from being suspected, he simply stated his "speculations".
With Mo Qing's knowledge, he can certainly guess the remaining reasons.
Then his eyes fell back on the mountain behind Xiaozhu Peak, where the golden-armored warrior was already on top of Li Yan's head.
However, Mo Qing's expression changed slightly. Li Yan's soul had been seriously injured by the power of the two realms. Under such circumstances, a small foundation did not turn him into a demented person.
What an incredible amount of luck!
However, all kinds of weird opportunities will appear for monks, and there are more bizarre things than Li Yan, who was severely injured by the power of the two worlds and still survived.
But even if they knew that this method could improve their cultivation, no one dared to try it.
Not to mention Mo Qing, even the cultivators who transformed themselves into spirits did not dare to let go of the body-protecting spiritual light to expose the spirit to the outside, not to mention the barrier between the two realms. This was undoubtedly asking for death.
In a remote medicine garden of the Sprite Sect, a handsome young monk was sitting in a hut in the medicine garden. He looked up at the sky. When he saw the golden-armored general appearing, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Six breaths have broken the inner demon calamity. Is this kid's soul so powerful? Miscellaneous spiritual roots, ten thousand yuan power...
Such a powerful soul...the fragmented poisonous body...the silver light on his body should be
The aura of the 'Immortal Phoenix', hahaha, this kid has hidden it quite deeply.
This 'chance' that Mr. Wei mentioned is really possible. The power of the two worlds... My dear, my scalp goes numb just thinking about it.
Although Li Yan's technique is relatively simple, he is 20 to 30% sure of surviving the disaster by relying solely on these trump cards..."
The handsome young monk's thoughts were racing, but he had no intention of delving into all the details of Li Yan. There were countless disciples who concealed their cards in the Demon Sect, and he had seen too many of them.
As long as the other party is a true disciple of the Demon Sect and has no second thoughts, then there is no need for him to secretly destroy the other party.
Li Yan used his actions to show his loyalty to the Demon Sect during the battle at Yin Mo Cliff.
As soon as the golden-armored general appeared, Li Yan, who was covered in blood, stood up. At this time, he had no time to think about the inner demon calamity. The pressure coming before him was simply real.
He doesn't think that this golden-armored general was born of inner demons!
"Little reptile, die!"
The moment the golden-armored general arrived, he let out a rumbling roar, and the sound was like rolling thunder.
The golden elixir monks in the distance, even if they were hundreds of miles away, felt as if their seas of consciousness were being exploded instantly when the sound was transmitted. Their expressions changed greatly, and they quickly used their skills to resist.
Some Jindan monks with lower cultivation levels only had time to scream and fell from the air with their heads in their hands.
Even elite disciples like Bailiyuan, Wang Tian and others let out a muffled groan.
Both Wang Tian and Zuo Shengyan were shaking in the air, and blood was oozing from their ears.
But he finally stabilized his body, and after the magic power circulated throughout his body, his sea of consciousness became awake again.
When several people looked at the center of the calamity cloud again, their faces had changed and their expressions were complicated.
Although they were not in the False Infant Realm, they were all the pride of the sect. Of course, they had fought against some False Infant Realm monks. Although they were defeated, they thought that there was no problem in protecting themselves and escaping.
After several times, the idea came to my mind that the fake infant monks were nothing more than that, their realm and magic power were just a little higher than theirs.
Just before, many Jindan monks felt that if they were in Li Yan's position, they could withstand part of the catastrophe. When they reached the false infant realm, they would certainly be more confident.
Although they already knew from the classics that only a very small number of people succeeded in overcoming the tribulation, and less than 30% survived.
But as disciples of the Sprite Sect, none of them are arrogant and arrogant. They always feel that they are among the few who will succeed.
This time, just by being shocked by this sound, they immediately became dizzy and became somewhat unsteady in the air. This was despite being far away from the center of the catastrophe.
"Is the gap between it and the fake baby state that big?"
After Wang Tian stabilized his body,
, without even bothering to try to wipe away the blood stains flowing from his ears, he muttered to himself.
"It's not a fake baby situation, it's us and him..."
Bailiyuan's voice came over, and Wang Tian's body trembled, and then he nodded.
A super sect like the Sprite Sect has only had so many Nascent Soul cultivators over the years. Only now did they truly understand its meaning. .??.
You have reached the level of cultivation, but you just can't realize the opportunity. Are there many monks who end up regretting giving birth to false babies for the rest of their lives?
Now that I have the insight, how many people can survive half of the eighty-one heavenly tribulations? And Li Yan has persisted to the last three heavenly tribulations. Can it be done by them?
When the golden-armored general's voice came rolling in, Zhao Min and Li Changting spontaneously put up a huge shield to block Miao Wangqing behind them.
The bodies of the two of them only swayed slightly and then stabilized, while Miao Wangqing's face turned pale instantly.
"I told you not to come. If you had to come, I should have let you fall down just now!"
Li Changting said dissatisfiedly to Miao Wangqing, and then glanced at Miao Wangqing's abdomen from the corner of his eyes.
"This... this kind of thing can happen to a monk several times in his life. I... I also want to... get married..."
Miao Wangqing said a little aggrievedly, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted again by Li Changting.
"Knot, knot, knotted baby, I have no hope!"
At this time, Zhao Min continued to activate her magic power to protect Miao Wangqing. No matter what the two men said, she had her eyes focused on the distance again.
In the distance, at the center of the catastrophe, there were continuous violent explosions.
When the golden-armored general's voice came out, the man had already reached the top of Li Yan's head, and a golden giant ax about ten feet long in his hand slashed at Li Yan's head with a powerful force that could tear the world apart.
Li Yanren had already stood up, and the white bones that had not yet fully grown into flesh and blood made a heart-wrenching "cluck..." sound.
Just when the giant golden ax struck down and almost touched the tip of Li Yan's hair, Li Yan below suddenly disappeared.
The golden-armored general's eyes, originally full of murderous intent, froze slightly.
The next moment, Li Yan's figure looked like a ghost, appearing above the head of the golden-armored general.
"His movements are so fast. Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators may not be able to achieve such speed."
Mo Qing, who was in the distance in the sky, saw Li Yan perform "Feng Soaring to the Sky" for the first time. His eyes flashed fiercely, and he couldn't help but think about it in his heart. At the same time, his consciousness was fully relaxed.
Within thousands of miles, many strange monks have appeared in the consciousness.
After feeling the pressure from him and Wei Zhongran, some people have realized that the situation is not good, and some timid people have fled far away, not daring to stop nearby again.
But there were still some monks who stopped where they were after seeing the strange vision here, and with hesitant expressions, their spiritual consciousness swept toward the Heavenly Tribulation.
"Leave within one breath, otherwise, die!"
Mo Qing's voice rang in the ears of the strange monks, causing their blood to surge, and some of them even fell directly from the air.
Faced with such overbearing power, the remaining monks no longer dared to take any chances. They endured the severe pain in the sea of consciousness and immediately fled in panic.
Li Yan rose into the air, holding a long black thorn in each hand. Both ends of the long thorn flashed with a biting light, and stabbed it towards the back of the golden-armored general's head.
Although the body of the golden-armored general was huge, his movements were not slow at all, and his eyes flashed with anthropomorphic sarcasm.
The huge head shook violently several times in succession, creating a series of shadows in the air, and one of Li Yan's Gui and Yi water thorns passed through the side of his ear.
However, another Gui Yi Fen water thorn rubbed a series of golden sparks against the edge of the golden helmet of the golden armored general, without injuring him at all.
At the same time, the golden-armored general made an extremely dull sound.
"Little reptiles, pearls of rice also shine with brilliance!"
As his shoulders shrugged violently, a sharp thorn on the golden armor suddenly appeared, and it stabbed Li Yan's arm in an instant. It came out straight from his forearm and penetrated directly!
The movements of both sides were reaching the extreme. Even Mo Qing and Mo Qing, without using their spiritual consciousness, just felt their eyes blur and a series of golden lights burst out.
Wei Zhongran had known about Li Yan's movement skills for a long time, so he was not as surprised as Mo Qing.
The sharp spikes suddenly sprouted from the armor on the shoulders of the golden-armored general, and the moment they pierced Li Yan's arm, he had a mocking expression on his face. He felt that his blow hit the empty space, with no feeling of impact.
Before he could react further, Jinjia Wuzhao felt a sharp pain in his calf, and with two crisp sounds of "ding ding", Li Yan's figure was still above his head.
Another Li Yan appeared again on the side of the golden-armored general's calf. He was holding a long black thorn in each hand and inserted it into his leg.
A large golden light suddenly burst out from the calf of the golden-armored general, and the Guiyi water thorn that Li Yan had just penetrated about three inches was pushed out by a powerful force.
Even with the tyrannical strength that Li Yan had cultivated, he could only last for half a breath.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, a whirlwind blew past, and the giant ax quickly passed by the side of his legs while rolling, and Li Yan's figure below disappeared again. When he reappeared, he was already thousands of feet away from the golden-armored general.
In this series of attacks, Li Yan used his "Phoenix Soaring" movement technique to the extreme. The golden-armored general didn't even capture Li Yan's position correctly with a single blow.
However, Li Yan's eyes became extremely solemn from a thousand feet away, and the severe pain and itching coming from the wounds on his body did not affect his concentration.
"He can feel pain, but he has no soul. This is a creature condensed from pure earth spiritual power!"
Li Yan quickly calculated in his mind that he just wanted to find out the opponent's weakness as soon as possible with his series of continuous attacks.
But it is a pity that although this golden-armored general has intelligence and a sense of pain, he has no soul!
This chapter has been completed!