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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty. Rakshasa Dharma.

"Bang!Bang!Bang!"

The two of them fought extremely quickly, and their respective speed reached their limit at this moment.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a slight breaking sound came out, and the huge green tree that was completely like the sky actually produced a tiny crack.

"Damn it, my golden elixir seed was damaged by the attack of the Nascent Soul Rakshasa before. Now if I struggle like this, I am afraid that this magic weapon will not be able to be saved."

Xu Qing retreated wildly, trying to avoid confronting the hard-skinned and thick-skinned Rakshasa.

"Gaga, I want to leave, leave it for me."

Rakshasa rose up again, and her body rotated around the sky, and a pair of flesh wings slapped their bodies and rushed straight away like a cannonball.

"boom!"

Xu Qing immediately let out a scream and was knocked away and fell from the sky.

"Hehe, it's not possible. The body of your human race is too fragile. As long as you are touched gently, you will basically end up in the so-called death-death Taoist eradication. How can you compare with the body of our Rakshasa clan?"

The Rakshasa laughed out loud, and shrank its wings and rushed towards Xu Qing on the ground again.

"Ahem"

Xu Qing was chased by Rakshasa in the Nascent Soul Stage and is now in a state of exhaustion. How can he fight with an enemy of the same level again?

"I didn't expect that Xu Qing, Xiaosha, would die here in his lifetime. What a pity, it's a pity."

With a low sigh, Xu Qing looked at the Rakshasa that was getting closer and closer.

Luosha looked at Xu Qing who had lost resistance and smiled and clawed through the air, and five white marks shot towards him.

"I want to kill me Xu Qing? Even if I die, I will take you to bury you."

A trace of cold light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, and he took a slight breath, the true energy in his dantian immediately began to roll and storm and ran around his whole body.

Self-destruction!

This uncontrolled manifestation of the true energy is obviously a prelude to self-destruction.

"Leave the Luoshasha of Xu Qing to me to deal with, you can take a rest first." Suddenly, Ye Feng's calm voice came into Xu Qing's mind.

"Ye Feng, you didn't leave? Haha, since you are confident, I'll ask you,"

Xu Qing smiled and forcibly suppressed the chaotic true energy. After all, with hope of living, who would be willing to do the thing that was burning with both jade and stone.

Rakshasa is fast, Ye Feng's speed is faster.

When five white lights were half a foot away from Xu Qing, a palm with golden light suddenly appeared, and grabbed the white light.

"Crack, bang!"

The Rakshasa attack at the peak of the late stage of the Golden Pill was actually shattered by Ye Feng.

"Is this kid a monster? His body is so hard." Xu Qing's eyes shrank, shocked. He knew deeply that the power of this Rakshasa, especially the pair of sharp claws was no worse than ordinary top-grade magic weapons.

"Where did the boy who came from actually stopped me from doing good things, let me die."

The Rakshasa roared a long time, and the red ripples rushed straight into the heaven and earth.

"Ye Feng is careful, this is the innate magical power of Rakshasa - the soul attack, which is a divine sense attack." Seeing this, Xu Qing's face changed drastically. He asked himself that he had killed dozens of Rakshasa, but if he said that the most difficult thing to kill is this kind of Rakshasa with a mental attack.

Because Rakshasa's mental attack is too powerful.

Ye Feng smiled coldly, "Is the mental attack in mind? Unfortunately, what I am most afraid of is the mental attack."

In an instant, a golden stream of light rose from Ye Feng's body.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

After the red sound wave passed, Ye Feng was not damaged at all.

"How is this possible? You don't have a mind?" The Golden Pill-stage Rakshasa looked at Ye Feng in disbelief. His roar just now could not find the kid's mind, and how could he attack without a mind?

"Who said I don't have a mind? It's just that your attack is too weak and I haven't even broken my defense."

Ye Feng sneered. He found that when he was pursuing the Nine Turns Mystery, his mind would be completely blocked by the golden light. Even the mind attack in the Nascent Soul stage could not attack him. It can be said that he would automatically bring a magic weapon to defend his mind when he practiced the Nine Turns Mystery.

This Rakshasa suddenly became angry when he saw Ye Feng, a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill, mocking him for being weak.

"die!"

The word was spit out, and the momentum of the later stage of the Rakshasa Golden Pill was clearly visible. The huge true energy carried the unique blood evil energy and filled the surroundings. The blood evil energy became more and more intense, and almost formed something like a physical body.

Immediately, a huge Rakshasa, three feet tall, stood behind the Rakshasa, condensed by the blood evil energy.

"It's actually the Rakshasa Dharma Phrases?" Ye Feng said in surprise. The magical power that condensed the Rakshasa Dharma Phrases behind him was clearly the red jade note left by Ye Feng's grandfather Ye Duan'er.

"No, although this is the Rakshasa Dharma technique, this is the simplest way to condense Dharma images. The power will definitely not be too great."

The mystery of Rakshasa magic is that it can condense the enemy's flesh and blood and soul through continuous killing to become a Dharma image that is shaped like Rakshasa through special methods. The function of this Dharma image is to pass the power of the Dharma image to the holder during the battle, and directly increase the self-importance.

The strength of the body.

Although the Dharma image of this Rakshasa is only in the late stage of the Golden Elixir, if he absorbs the power of the Dharma image, he will probably break through that critical point and reach the Nascent Soul stage. Even if he cannot break through, he may be infinitely close to the Nascent Soul stage.

"Hmph, how can I still die in my hands in the Nascent Soul stage?"

The palm of his hand flipped a golden nine-story pagoda and was immediately held in his hand by Ye Feng.

The top-grade treasure utensil is the golden pagoda of the Nine Palaces.

"Roar!" The body of Rakshasa and Rakshasa combined into one. His strength immediately advanced rapidly. His aura was far beyond the average Nascent Soul Stage. This kind of progress in strength was even greater than Ye Feng imagined.

Suddenly, Rakshasa moved his body and stretched out his forefoot, and the cold iron-cast claws immediately turned into a hill and enveloped them. The depressing and dull feeling made people without any doubt that if this giant palm fell to the ground, it would be a shock and shattering mountain collapse.

Ye Feng looked up at the increasingly dim sky and looked calm, and the golden pagoda he had just held had disappeared at some point.

"boom!"

The earth shakes.

Xu Qing raised his eyelids and looked at the scene in front of him, shocked again.

A nine-meter-high Rakshasa was actually pressed under a golden pagoda with a shimmering light, and the giant palm was even broken.

A Rakshasa who is comparable to the early stage of the Nascent Soul was actually killed with one blow!

"This golden tower is definitely a medium-grade treasure." Xu Qing guessed in his heart. But in fact, he still underestimated the grade of the Jiugong Golden Tower.

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, with my current true energy, I can almost suppress a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. I didn't expect that this Rakshasa uses Rakshasa Dharma and Physical Art to really have the strength comparable to the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. It seems that this immortal art is indeed powerful."

Looking at the huge Rakshasa corpse, Ye Feng's eyes turned and couldn't help but think of the affair in the Nine Palace Golden Tower.

"What if I practice the affair as a gangster into my own Rakshasa Dharma? Will my strength be further." As a result, Ye Feng gave up the idea of ​​suppressing the affair as a gangster.

"Ah, my devil thought you had resisted me for a moment. Now let you go. If you still want to betray me, I will not put you on the sun gold and roast you directly."

Ye Feng's mind moved, and golden light rose from the Nine Palace Golden Tower, and a huge Rakshasa appeared in the air.

But unlike ordinary Rakshasa, the face of this ghost transformed by the Rakshasa is very changeable, with a dragon soul wrapped around each of the left and right arms, which is obviously the two undigested dragons that they had swallowed before.

"Master, I know I'm wrong. I will never resist you again. Please don't put me in the golden tower. If I bake it down, I will be exhausted."

The face of the accomplice changed and turned into a child's face with a pitiful expression.

The accomplice in the late Nascent Soul stage was already knocked down to a state of destruction by this, and fell to the middle Nascent Soul stage, and the punishment he received was extremely great.

However, this evil spirit is hard to tame. How can Ye Feng be more powerful?

"Okay, I won't pursue the past. You see that the Rakshasa corpse in front of you. Eat it and increase your strength. Then follow me to fight to kill the enemy in order to make up for the mistakes." Ye Feng pointed to the dead Rakshasa corpse and said.

The affair had long discovered the Rakshasa in front of him, and now he was waiting for Ye Feng to give the order.

"call!"

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the nine-meter-sized Rakshasa had disappeared from the spot, and the grimace also showed a satisfied expression on his face.

"Sure enough, this ghost has already left the original ghost category. Now not only can the dragon soul be swallowed, but even the flesh and blood can be eaten to enhance its strength. I really don't know what monster I have raised."

Ye Feng's eyes flashed and the thoughts in his hearts were suddenly alive when he looked at the monks and Rakshasa who were fighting in the future.

"Feed this Rakshasa first and then sacrifice it to my Rakshasa Dharma image."

"Xu Qing has too many Rakshasa here, and we are too dangerous to stay together. I'll give you this spiritual medicine. You should be able to recover from your injuries after taking it. I'll leave first."

Ye Feng's wrist shook, and a golden ginseng floated in front of Xu Qing.

Xu Qing thought it was a spiritual medicine that recovered from his injuries and grabbed it and looked at it. He suddenly showed ecstasy. "A hundred thousand years old golden ginseng, this thing only needs to take one piece of my injury and recover immediately. If I practice it into a pill, I will definitely break through to the Nascent Soul stage in the short term."

Just when he was about to thank Ye Feng, he found that Ye Feng had left with the affair.

"Good boy, it's true that you are blessed with a deep blessing. I originally thought you would be killed by treasures in these Nine Nether Yin Veins. I didn't expect that I would be blessed with disguise and gained a greater opportunity. My strength has improved amazingly. I can kill the late stage of the Golden Pill in just one year."

Xu Qing shook his head helplessly. He had to admit that Ye Feng, who had only had the foundation-building stage that year ago, was now far ahead of him.
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