This change shocked the old Taoist priest. Although this man was highly advanced, he was clearly seriously injured, and there were various signs that the injury was caused by going too far while practicing Qigong.
If his judgment is correct, this person should have exhausted his spiritual power by now and cannot use any spiritual skills. But now he has not only broken the seal, but the momentum he has erupted is even more powerful and domineering. The moves can be faked, and the spiritual power can be faked.
You can cheat, but the only thing that cannot be changed is momentum! What kind of cultivation level, what kind of momentum you have, this is the eternal truth.
Just like a monk in the innate spiritual realm, he will release his own aura independently when encountering an attack from outside. However, this aura is limited to a certain extent and will never exceed the level and release the aura of the Three Mysterious Palace Realm.
The enemy and I meet, and their momentum clashes. This is an essential experience and process for every battle. Because based on the momentum, you can naturally judge the advanced level of the enemy, and use this to measure the strength of the enemy and ourselves. Of course, if someone encounters some masters who deliberately
If you pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, you will have no choice but to consider yourself unlucky.
Take the old Taoist priest as the best example.
"Pretentious guy!"
The old Taoist priest shouted: "Huh! How dare you pretend to be pretentious when you are about to die."
"Old guy, you are not an ignorant person. Is there only one kind of power in this world: spiritual power?" The ghost glanced at him: "Now you have no choice, tell me everything you know, I can
Let you die more happily."
Zhuo Yifan stepped forward step by step, releasing the spiritual power in his spiritual brain and forming a huge barrier, locking up the old Taoist priest so that he could not escape.
Although he was obsessed with madness and his body was extremely empty. He could not use his spiritual power, but he could still use his mental power. As long as he did not use the Six Paths Soul Technique, there would be no serious problems. His mental power was already strong, and this was the most common way to use it.
It was enough for the old Taoist priest to eat a pot.
"Old guy, you are actually a smart person. I did go crazy while practicing and got injured. Originally, I could have used mental bewitchment to circle all your words, but unfortunately I can't use this method for the time being because I was injured.
Ability. That’s why I pretended to be a snake and tricked you out of your words. Based on your personality, if I directly threatened your life to question you, I’m afraid you wouldn’t say it easily.”
Zhuo Yifan completely released his mental power and even took off his ghost mask without fear of being exposed. Because the hazy mental barrier covered the two of them, no one in Xuan Village could see clearly what was going on inside. Only they knew that they
The immortal in my mind - Lord Ghost Immortal, with that familiar domineering spirit, is alive again!
"You...you have soul power! The same power as the sect master!"
Soul power is just what the old Taoist priest calls it. Although he knows about the concept of spiritual power, he only has a little understanding of it.
The old Taoist priest looked at Zhuo Yifan's face in astonishment, and was immediately shocked and surprised! Although he took off the other person's mask before, he did not take a closer look at his true appearance. Now that he saw it, he was completely stunned!
He was sure that this was definitely the real face. Because even the most advanced face-saving techniques could not imitate such a delicate and handsome young face. Face-saving techniques could change the skin texture and color, and even imitate the appearance, but it could never be imitated.
The most unique thing is the kind of energy that only belongs to young people’s faces!
Shouldn't this ghost-faced man be an old man? Why is he so young? At this moment, the old Taoist priest opened his mouth wide and was stunned! This young man looked like he was only sixteen years old! This level of cultivation... is too terrifying!
And he actually knows how to use his soul power.
"Who...are you?!" The old Taoist priest was so frightened that his legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground.
"I am a strong man from another realm. I was trapped in a certain place for eleven years because of a disaster. A few days ago, I was lucky enough to resurrect my soul and possess this body." Zhuo Yifan walked forward.
Go, step lightly, the whole thing is very elegant.
"Are you a person who was selected from the region?!" The old Taoist priest was shocked, his face suddenly turned ferocious, and he frantically picked up the magic formula: "You only broke the surface seal, but the internal restriction is still there! I don't believe it.
With your broken body, what can you do!"
As the magic formula was pinched, a burst of white light suddenly appeared all over Zhuo Yifan, and the forbidden power was activated at once.
"I didn't expect you to come from this region! In this case, you should also know the important surname of that piece of blood jade! Today, I will never let you stay!"
The old Taoist priest had a tough mouth, but he was scared to death. He even finished the kneading formula while sitting on the ground and could not stand up.
Zhuo Yifan lowered his head, glanced at the runes on his body, and smiled contemptuously. The pure white spiritual light spread out, and with a whoosh, the light runes all over his body flew out of his body like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and disappeared.
"You want to keep me? What a joke! Can such a small restriction trap me? Have you ever heard of divine will? I was trapped for eleven years because of the curse of divine will. But now, I have resolved it."
Zhuo Yifan sneered. The implication is that even the curse of God cannot do anything to me, so what can this mere restriction do to me?
"Even if you kill me! If you take away the Blood Puppet Jade, you won't live long! Xintiandi will definitely come to hunt you down! To tell you the truth, this sect has gathered many strong men from the region! It's you!
No matter how strong you are in the area, it is just a puddle here, and no real dragon can come out!"
The old Taoist priest roared: "My sect master came here from the region a long time ago, lived in the heaven realm for a full hundred years, and cultivated the Taoism! You are very strong, but if I want to kill you, it is only a snap of my fingers!"
"Finished?"
Zhuo Yifan looked at him: "Don't worry, I will definitely go and see that Xintiandi. You'd better protect them under Jiuquan and tell them not to provoke me. If you anger me... the consequences will be serious!"
call!
After saying this, he hooked his fingertips, and the old Taoist priest floated up from the ground, and then a spiritual force locked his throat.
"Ah!...you!"
He was filled with fear because he felt that this power could take his life at any time.
"I want to know where the remaining half of the Blood Puppet Jade is?" Zhuo Yifan began to interrogate. He wanted to know what was so special about a complete Blood Puppet Jade.
The old Taoist priest refused to say anything at first, but he couldn't stand Zhuo Yifan's severe torture, so he tried everything.
"Click!" "Click!"...
The sound of broken bones was heard, and the old Taoist priest roared like a slaughtering pig, and his hands and feet were crippled.
"You...don't keep your word...promised not to do anything..."
"Have you ever seen someone who promises to be honest with a robber? Besides, I don't seem to have any hands."
Zhuo Yifan looked at him coldly, and finally got excited, cut the old Taoist priest's throat, and sent him away. (To be continued.)