At the bottom of the grotto, Yi Tian and He Weiming looked at each other for a moment, then used their spells to attack Qian Lingzi's head.

Yi Tian had originally stated that he had mastered the king's skills to the extreme, and he had an epiphany after seeing Luo Que use the magic spell just now.

Then he put away the spiritual weapon in his hand and raised the three-style Mingwang hand in the same manner as Luo Que used the spell just now, and then flew towards the location of Qian Lingzi in a flash.

After the different seals on the six palms were used, Dao Gang strong winds were formed all over the body, and then struck at the location of Qian Lingzi's body.

At the same time, He Weiming used the dark magic fire in his palms to form a one-foot-sized ball of flames, ready to go.

After Qian Lingzi regained control of his body, he was immediately faced with Yi Tian's sudden attack. He had dealt with this move countless times, and after a brief glance, he knew it was quite powerful.

Under normal circumstances, he would not be taken seriously by Qian Lingzi, but now he can't take it lightly. He stretched out his hand to draw two auras on his chest, formed a Tai Chi pattern, and then spit out a puff in the air.

The blood has more than doubled Tai Chi Tu's defense.

There was a loud "bang" sound. The seals on Yi Tian's six hands gathered together to form a fierce wind, which hit Qian Lingzi directly in front.

A green whirlwind drained the spiritual energy within a two-foot range and turned it into hundreds of fist seals that instantly hit Qian Lingzi's Tai Chi defense.

Only a few crisp sounds were heard under the erosion of the storm-like fist force. A crack opened in the middle of the black and white Tai Chi diagram, and then it quickly spread like cracks and the entire Tai Chi diagram's defense collapsed.

Of course, Yi Tian would not give up such an excellent opportunity while his illness was killing him. He relied on the strength of his Asura body skills and Jin Yang body skills to attack step by step and use hand-to-hand combat to break through Qian Lingzi's defense.

Spells chased and fought fiercely all the way.

The several muffled sounds were the sound of fists concentrating on the physical body, and Yi Tian also deliberately avoided the lower Dantian, focusing on the area above the chest and head to attack.

Suddenly he was hit by a punch and his body surged upwards. After noticing the backlash of the opponent's spiritual energy, he hurriedly retreated with the wind at his feet.

Immediately afterwards, a golden sword aura appeared on Qian Lingzi's body to protect him, but judging from the fact that his aura was much weaker than before, it should be that he had suffered real damage.

At least some of his fist strength must have eroded his veins.

After Yi Tian's figure retreated in a flash, Qian Lingzi was about to fight back when he suddenly saw a magic fire ball flying in front of his eyes, getting bigger and bigger in his pupils. It was He Weiming who saw the opportunity to fill the gap, preventing Qian Lingzi from having any chance.

A chance to breathe.

Faced with such an attack, Qian Lingzi had to stop the spell in his hand and once again gathered his sword energy to catch the demonic fire first.

With a "swish" sound, the golden sword energy coefficient around the body was mobilized, and then turned into a golden light and directly met the magic flame ball. The two spells were held in the air for a while, and then the sword energy penetrated into the magic flame ball and shook it.

It broke into pieces and exploded into bunches of fireworks.

Just a few breaths of time were enough for Yi Tian to mobilize his spiritual power to cast spells. Before Qian Lingzi had time to adjust his breath, a flash of inspiration flashed over his hands and he took out a one-foot-sized mirror. Then he pointed

A sharp streak of white true flame was raised and the Haotian Mirror was raised.

A ray of white light shined through the black magic flame ball in front of him and directly hit Qian Lingzi's forehead. Suddenly, the movement of spiritual energy in his body suddenly became very slow, and he could no longer mobilize spiritual power as smoothly as before.

.

Qian Lingzi opened his mouth and cursed: "Ji Xuanyuan's Lihuo Haotian Mirror, how can a kid like you learn all the secrets of the three of us? Your fate is so unfair."

Although he was restrained for a moment, Yi Tian knew that it was definitely not that easy. Qian Lingzi was more terrifying than the enemies he had faced before. Even if he was illuminated by the divine light of the Haotian Mirror, the spiritual power in his body could still be restored.

It was slowly mobilized, but the efficiency was only about 30% lower than before.

Then he hurriedly sent a message to He Weiming: "Fellow Taoist, if you try harder, I won't be able to sustain it for long."

Seeing the opportunity, He Weiming put his palms together again and unleashed the demonic flames. This time he gathered the real fire in his palms and flew directly to the right side of Qian Lingzi, three feet away, and then illuminated the demonic fire coefficient in his palms on the top of his head.

go.

The dark magic flame easily broke through Qian Lingzi's protective shield. Just when it was about to fall on his head, his body shook violently. A whirlwind of spiritual pressure swirled from the center of his eyebrows, and then the whole person was shaken.

The spiritual power exploded, instantly pushing up the protective shield again.

Then, under the direct light of the Haotian Mirror, he was able to flexibly raise his hands, raise the sword light, control it, and slash towards He Weiming.

With a cry of "Ah", He Weiming was knocked away by the sudden blow and fell ten feet away. After he got up with difficulty, he pointed at Qian Lingzi with an incredible expression on his face.

Yi Tian only saw that Qian Lingzi's aura was weaker than before, and the spiritual power in the raised blood vessels on his hands seemed to be operating in a strange way.

Surprised, he blurted out: "The true energy is retrograde. It turns out that you can use this method to forcibly transfer the true energy to resist attacks, but if you continue like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult to restore the spiritual power in your body to what it was before."

"You really have a keen eye, and you deserve to be the successor to that old guy Ji Xuanyuan's mantle. But I am an inspector of the spiritual world and if you want to kill me, you will have to pay a huge price," Qian Lingzi said.

He smiled miserably.

If he had known that this matter would not be solved so easily, Yi Tian glanced at He Weiming and discovered that he was seriously injured after being hit by Qian Lingzi.

The divine light could no longer effectively attack. After thinking about it, he put away the spiritual weapon with his hands and took out a five-inch lamp again.

"Zi Xiaozhan, I want to see how much success you have learned from Ji Xuanyuan," Qian Lingzi's upper body has been dyed red, and the backlash effect of retrograde true energy has begun to show, but he doesn't care at all.

, the whole person fixed his mind on Yi Tian in front of him.

Needless to say, he must know Lihuo Palace's moves very well, and he knows that it will be difficult to deal with this time, so even if he is injured, he doesn't care so much. If this move continues, it is impossible to see the real chapter.

Yi Tian didn't dare to exaggerate the fight just now. He also consumed a lot of spiritual power in his body. Now that he still has spiritual power and can use one move of "Lihuo Three Transformations", he has to fight anyway, and this is also his own.

I'll be able to take action later.

Qian Lingzi's face didn't look good at this time. When he saw Yi Tian taking back the statue of Dharmakaya, he thought that the other party had run out of skills. But when his eyes turned to the five-inch lamp, his expression suddenly tightened.

This is a treasure passed down from generation to generation by the Lihuo Sect, and many people know about it even in the upper spirit world. Human inspectors like Qianlingzi will not fail to know the power of this Lihuo Palace's unique move.

Although the power of his moves in the lower realm is only at the Nascent Soul level, in Qian Lingzi's current state, it may not be possible for him to escape unscathed.

Then Qian Lingzi first glanced at Yi Tian and then fell on He Weiming. The corners of his mouth twitched and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to form seals.

Although Yi Tian, ​​who was on the opposite side, didn't know how Qian Lingzi would deal with it, he could only hold up the Zixiao lamp on hand and light a wisp of Nanming Lihuo in the center of the lamp.

After concentrating the spiritual energy of the whole body on his hand, the Nanmingli Fire suddenly became bright and clear. The scorching temperature of Zixiao Yaoli burned the space within a foot around Yi Tian like the day under the blazing sun.

In this space, with Zi Xiaozhan as the center, a twisted space of blazing flames was continuously drawn in and swallowed up the surrounding spiritual energy for its own use.

As the whirlpool of spiritual energy continued to grow and the magic ritual in Yi Tian's hand was completed, he glanced at Qian Lingzi and saw that there was no trace of timidity on Qian Lingzi's face, but instead there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He was shocked to know that Qian Ling would definitely not sit still and wait for death. He would definitely have a countermeasure, but for the time being, he was unable to detect what kind of countermeasure it would be.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at He Weiming and saw a trace of golden light glowing on his body, which was incompatible with the attributes of his original demon cultivator clone.

The corner of Yi Tian's mouth twitched, and three drops of cold sweat dripped down his head, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for why Weiming was in his heart. Although he tried every means and even placed the soul soul infant on the demon cultivator, how could Qian Lingzi do this?

Give up this great opportunity.

At this time, Yi Tian felt a little regretful for agreeing to bring He Weiming with him, and now he was very passive.

After thinking about it, he didn't say much and just lowered his head to shine the Nanmingli fire in the purple sky lamp and blew it gently. Suddenly, a wisp of white flame floated out from the wick and flashed in the air for a few times before appearing directly around Qian Lingzi.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at the wisp of true flames and said: "Explode", and the one-foot-long space centered on Qian Lingzi instantly became distorted. The wisp of Nanming Lihuo instantly expanded violently and melted after a breath.

The explosive flames swallowed up everything within the range.

When the true flames dissipated, Yi Tian unexpectedly saw that Qian Lingzi's body had turned completely black and stood motionless in a completely defensive posture.

The armor on his body had been burned to pieces and melted into large pieces and fell down. Suddenly, a golden light flashed out from between Qian Lingzi's eyebrows, and in the golden light was the body of a spiritual infant the size of a fist.

After a flash, the breath actually penetrated the head of He Weiming's demon cultivator clone.

Seeing this situation, Yi Tiantian still doesn't know that Qian Lingzi is preparing to seize the body again, and his goal is also very clear. He Weiming has practiced the secret technique of Qian Ling Sect, and Qian Ling has already been left in his soul.

The flaw left by the child.

So at the moment, He Weiming, whether it is the true body or the demonic clone, will not disappear as long as it has its soul Nascent Soul in this flaw. Moreover, it is like an obvious target in front of Qian Lingzi and can be used anytime and anywhere.

of.

After Qian Lingzi's Nascent Soul entered He Weiming's demonic cultivation clone, he saw a look of extreme pain on his face, his eyes bursting out, and his mouth howling crazily: "You old monster is actually in my body."

If there is such a loophole left in the technique, even if I die, I will never let you seize my body and assimilate it again."

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand with all his strength and took out a poisonous pill, ready to swallow it. But when he raised his hand halfway, he could no longer move it. At this time, Qian Lingzi's voice came from his mouth: "You

This rebellious disciple has learned my way and dares to commit the following crime. Even though you are still of some use, I will not care about you. After I have devoured your soul and completely controlled your innate spirit body, there will be no one here who can be me again.

rival."

After hearing this, Yi Tian's face suddenly turned pale with shock. The worst-case scenario has occurred. Now, the only way is to strike first. In a blink of an eye, the golden light on He Weiming's demon cultivator seemed to have suppressed the black infuriating energy, and

It eroded away step by step.

But even trying to find the exact location of Qian Lingzi's Nascent Soul was of no avail. While hesitating, He Weiming opened his mouth again and said: "Fellow Daoist Yi, please do the last thing for me, connect me and Qian Lingzi."

Eliminate him from this world together, and I will point you to the exact location of his Nascent Soul."

After saying that, the spiritual energy all over his body was mobilized crazily, and then a black demonic energy came out from the Dantian and rushed rapidly through the meridians in the body. At the same time, He Weiming's body became almost transparent, and Yi Tian could see a black spirit.

The body was mixed with a golden spirit body and was gradually swallowed up.

The position was stable at the heart of the spirit body. Seeing the opportunity, Yi Tian immediately mobilized all the spiritual power around him to force the true flame on the purple lamp to activate again. After three breaths, he teleported to He Weiming's clone.

Behind his back, he stretched out his right index finger and brushed the wick in the center of the lamp, took out a wisp of white flame, then directly shined it behind his heart and injected it into his body.

A scream came from He Weiming's mouth, but the sound was obviously the screams of two people. Qian Lingzi's old wailing voice screamed miserably: "It's the Burning God True Flame of the Three Jue of Lihuo, you keep doing this

If we go down, both of us will be burned physically and spiritually by the flames, and there will never be a chance of resurrection."

Although He Weiming was also wailing, there was a hint of joy and relief in his voice. He said angrily: "I can't get rid of your influence despite all my calculations. It's better to die than to be swallowed up by you. After Yi Daoyou,

Please, I must kill all the clones of Qian Lingzi."

The voices of the two people became smaller and smaller, and finally their voices were completely covered by the sound of the Burning God's true flame. Shaoqing's white flame burned He Weiming's clone completely, leaving only an empty shell of the innate spirit body.

Standing there motionless, his eyes were blank, but the soul in his body had disappeared.

The mighty Qian Lingzi of the upper realm was burned away by the fire of his God-Burning True Flame, and the true soul of the Nascent Soul was burned away. He Weiming, who came with him, was also buried with him. After Yi Tian glanced over, a look appeared on his face.

With a look of helplessness, he sighed and said: "Have a good journey, fellow Daoist He, I will definitely do my best to fulfill your final wish."

Just as he was talking, he didn't expect that another gray-white chaotic light flew out of Qian Lingzi's body. The target of this gray light was actually floating towards Yi Tian's body. Needless to say, it must be Luo Que's.

The remnant soul took advantage of Yi Tian's exhaustion of strength and came to seize the body.
Chapter completed!