Zhao Feng activated the power of his blood and blended into the night with the help of the cover of the shadow cloak.
At this moment, he even integrated into the secret of electricity, pushed his speed to the limit, and surpassed some otherworldly sixth-level creatures.
Speed, stealth, and the control of the terrain with his left eye, combined with the three advantages, Zhao Feng is confident that he can shake off a wounded seventh-level mortal.
However, Zhao Feng found that no matter how he dodged and covered, the man in the hat behind him could catch up with incomparable accuracy.
He vaguely realized that this must be related to the disgusting things on his body.
That skeleton had cast some insidious trick on him, and the lingering nausea made Zhao Feng feel helpless for the first time.
He is not proficient in the spiritual field. It is obviously unrealistic to resolve the opponent's secret technique in a short time.
"It seems that escaping is not possible..."
Zhao Feng did not lose his cool and quickly analyzed the advantages of the enemy and ourselves.
As his thoughts flew, Zhao Feng discovered to his surprise: He had a great chance to counterattack and kill the man in the hat.
First, the man in the hat was injured in the battle with the True Spirit Realm and consumed a lot of money.
Second, Zhao Feng himself has strong resistance to mental attacks.
Third, people with bamboo hats should not be good at close combat.
Especially the third point gave Zhao Feng great hope.
The man in the hat is good at mental control, which is his area of expertise, but he doesn't seem to be good at close quarters.
In the previous battles with the True Spirit Realm, most of the people in Dou Li kept a distance and did not dare to get close.
That is, Zhao Feng was able to analyze and make a choice so calmly in this seemingly desperate situation.
If it were anyone else, facing the strange man in a bamboo hat who transcends the seventh heaven, he might not even have the slightest idea of resisting.
soon.
Zhao Feng formulated a strategy and deliberately slowed down a bit to show his lack of physical strength.
After all, his cultivation is only at the fourth level of transcendence, and he cannot maintain such a terrifying speed for a long time.
When the man in the bamboo hat was close to ten feet, the cloak behind Zhao Feng suddenly turned, dragging out several illusory figures in the night, one after another.
Hey!
There was a faint trace of lightning flashing in the void, and Zhao Feng suddenly burst out with terrifying speed and counterattacked the man in the hat.
The man in the hat was already chasing him, so his relative speed was astonishingly fast, even beyond the seventh level of the world.
Such a sudden change surprised the man in the hat. He didn't expect that the other party would dare to fight back.
Swish——
Zhao Feng quickly approached, and the blood and real power in his body were condensed to the limit, as if he could still hear the sound of electricity.
This is Zhao Feng's strongest attack without any reservations. Even if he is in the sixth level of the world, he may be injured or even be attacked to death.
But there was no trace of panic on the face of the man in the bamboo hat. There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and a pair of dark blue eyes exuded a sinister and biting mental ripple.
"Haha, no matter how fast the speed on the material level is, it can't exceed the speed of the spirit?"
Zhao Feng froze suddenly. He was only a foot away from the man in the bamboo hat, and it was difficult to make any further progress.
The two of them are like two stone sculptures, facing each other.
Zhao Feng felt a cold and corrosive spiritual power invade his mind and heart.
How do you control your body when your mind and consciousness are contained, confused and lost?
Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and tried his best to move his left eye to fight against it.
"This guy actually has such a powerful spiritual source in his body. He is almost immune to spiritual attacks below the True Spirit Realm."
The man in the bamboo hat was even more surprised,
I know best how strong his mental attack is. At the seventh level of the world, few people can resist it.
In previous battles, he was even able to interfere with experts in the True Spirit Realm.
"Hmph! This kid is completely blessed by God. He has such terrifying spiritual talent. If he is allowed to embark on the path of spiritual magic, even if I have a special bloodline inheritance, I am afraid he will easily surpass me."
Jealousy arises in the hearts of people with bamboo hats, and their murderous intentions become even stronger.
Such geniuses in the spiritual field must be eliminated!
Obviously, the man in the hat was shocked by Zhao Feng's talent. With such a pure and powerful spiritual source, and a perverted talent that was almost immune to mental attacks and illusions, any spiritual practitioner would be jealous and want to kill him.
The existence of such people is completely their nemesis!
The spiritual killing moves from the man in the hat are getting stronger and stronger.
Zhao Feng felt that his consciousness was about to collapse. At the critical moment, he frantically moved his left eye, and even his consciousness hid in the left eye space.
The man in the hat's mental attack rushed into the left eye space.
Buzz!
In the left eye space, a small cyan abyss rotates rapidly, and an indescribable suction force is formed at the soul level.
"Ah! No! That's..."
The man in the hat was extremely frightened and shouted mentally. He felt that his mental strength and consciousness were being pulled by an indescribable force.
His spiritual power was rapidly draining away, and even his soul was about to be taken away.
ah--
The man in the bamboo hat tried his best to resist, just like a mantis trying to fight without a chariot without arms.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and tried to cut off the connection with that dark force, even if he fought to be backlashed, injured, or mentally fragmented.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Poof!
The man in the hat felt pain in his neck, blood spurted out, and a scream echoed at the soul level.
With a "plop", the man in the bamboo hat fell to the ground and died.
His throat was punctured with a small bloody hole.
Meow meow!
The little thieving cat jumped up and down on the man in the bamboo hat, and gave Zhao Feng a proud expression, "Sui.
Zhao Feng sweated. He didn't expect the little thieving cat to strike the man in the hat at the most critical moment.
This little thieving cat is not ordinary clever.
"Huh? What is it doing?"
Zhao Feng's eyes narrowed and he found that the little thieving cat was searching for the trophies on the man in the bamboo hat.
The face of the man in the bamboo hat was revealed, it was that of a young man, pale and bloodless, showing extreme fear and unwillingness before he died.
In just a few breaths, the little thieving cat plundered the valuable things from the man in the hat one by one, and almost took off his underwear.
Zhao Feng was dumbfounded.
Among the piles of Yuan Jingshi, all of them were low-grade, there were dozens of them, all of which were taken for themselves by the little thieving cat, who ate them one at a time without hesitation.
Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat had a long-standing agreement that they were not allowed to eat the items in their storage bracelets.
But now, the little thieving cat is searching for the loot by himself, and Zhao Feng has nothing to do.
The little thieving cat stretched out its claws and gestured twice towards Zhao Feng.
"Okay! 50-50 split."
Zhao Feng understood what it meant. This little thief cat was smarter than a fox, and he was not an ordinary money fan. After a while, Zhao Feng and the little thief cat distributed the spoils. Among the spoils, there was an ancient silver book.
There are also several skill secret books. ""The Great Method of Mind Control": Ancient Youdian has a unique mystical skill, which is good at controlling the mind. After practicing to a great extent, it can also control countless living beings in the world...~"
Zhao Feng's mind penetrated into it and felt a huge flow of information.
Without hesitation, he swept his left eye and copied many information and scenes into his own.
As for the other books, they seem to be some of the secrets of ancient Youdian exercises, but they are not as profound as "The Great Technique of Mind Control".
Zhao Feng was pleasantly surprised. He finally found a way into his best spiritual field.
At this moment, Zhao Feng sensed something and found a figure flashing out of the ancient temple.
Whoosh!
He did not hesitate, and the cloak behind his back fluttered, disappearing like a shadow blending into the night.
After a while.
Protector Blood Zombie Helm rushed to the scene with several of his men.
"Carry the body back and leave the boy to me."
The Blood Zombie Helm Protector chased in the direction of Zhao Feng.
But he was injured even more severely, and he was not very familiar with the "Ghost Mark" induction, so he quickly lost sight of Zhao Feng.
In the deep palace.
"Lord Hall Master, I am quite familiar with that boy's aura. He is a disciple of the Xiaoyue Sect, and he has very pure ancient blood."
Protector Xue Zhiduo said with a respectful expression.
"Not only does he have ancient bloodline, he also has an extremely powerful spiritual source, which is more than ten times higher than Wuyou's spiritual talent."
A weak and hollow voice came from the skeleton frame.
"How can this be?"
Protector Blood Zombie Helm was obviously a little shocked.
Wuyou is a once-in-a-hundred-year genius in the field of spiritual arts.
"If such a genius can be used by our 'Dark Nether Hall', why not worry about revitalizing our holy religion. Fortunately, the 'ghost mark' on his body will not dissipate within three years."
The voice of the skeleton conveyed a hint of excitement and anticipation.
"Hall Master, that boy will not join the Holy Cult easily. I extended an invitation to him last time and was tricked by him."
Thinking of what happened last time, the Blood Zombie Protector still feels a little bit disgruntled.
"When there is enough interest, anything is possible."
The red flames in the skeleton's eyes gradually dimmed, and he finally said: "Evacuate this place immediately and rush to the 'Iron Dragon Powerful Country'. It has nothing to do with the other two divisions and the Thirteen Sects Alliance."
Three days later.
In a hidden bird's nest in Hengyuntian Forest.
Meow meow!
The little thieving cat happily jumped on the branch, spit out a bronze coin, and threw it on the head
Zhao Feng opened his eyes, and a vague mental wave disappeared from his body.
If you pay attention, you will find that the aura on his body has changed and looks even weirder. In the past few days, Zhao Feng has been studying the secret arts books left by the man in the hat. Now, he has dabbled in the spiritual arts, and even
Just one foot across the threshold.
After this introduction, Zhao Feng realized how mysterious and powerful the spiritual source in the left eye space was.
However, currently, Zhao Feng can only use a small part of this spiritual source. Most of it is in a passive or even semi-sealed state and cannot be activated unless it is at a critical moment.
Even so, Zhao Feng's talent in this field is unique.
bass!
At this moment, a figure leaped over from the other side of the forest.
At the same moment, the little thieving cat's bronze coin flipped over and fell into the palm of his hand.
"Um?"
Zhao Feng took a closer look and saw that the person coming was none other than the white-browed old man!
snort!
Zhao Feng jumped up and landed on the big tree opposite.
"Ah! It's you..."
The white-browed old man was panicked.
Kneel down!
Zhao Feng uttered two words on a spiritual level.
In an instant, the surrounding wind seemed to freeze, and only Zhao Feng's cloak and green hair were flowing gracefully.
The old man with white eyebrows was rushed into his mind by a mysterious and powerful spiritual force, and his consciousness was instantly lost.
Next, everything he does is not dominated by his own subjectivity and consciousness.
"Next, I'll ask a question and you answer."
Zhao Feng stood condescendingly, like the master of the world.
"yes."
The white-browed old man looked respectful, as if he were worshiping an emperor.
At this moment, his mind has been influenced and even controlled by Zhao Feng, allowing him to commit suicide.