Chapter five hundred and thirteenth one trick second
The two qi of yin and yang circulate in the void, piercing the sky.
The two fists evolved into yin and yang graphite and enveloped the entire arena. The powerful pressure came, causing the arena to crack every inch. The old man leaned over and whispered in Li Xiaobai's ear.
"Haha, boy, you are arrogant enough. I'm afraid you don't know that you have been drugged. I am not afraid to tell you that you have swallowed the Imprisonment Pill. Your spiritual power is like a quagmire. You cannot mobilize it at all. You can only die obediently.
Share!"
The old man smiled sadly, stretched out a hand slightly and put it on Li Xiaobai's Tianling Cap.
"Boy, when you are reincarnated in your next life, remember to open an extra eye. After all, there is a kind of person in this world that you cannot afford to offend. I will pass on the secrets you hide for you."
He exerted force with his fingers, and the dark spiritual power escaped and invaded Li Xiaobai's brain. The old man was ready to search for his soul.
A monk who is unable to use his cultivation will only be ruthlessly suppressed in the face of his offensive.
The void trembled, and the powerful power of the soul swept across, oppressing Li Xiaobai's soul.
But he froze in the next second. The skills he used became more and more powerful, but there was no reaction at all. Li Xiaobai was still standing intact, looking at him with a smile.
How is this going?
[Attribute points +2000...]
Li Xiaobai smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, this strength is a bit weak."
"Arrogant!"
The old man's complexion changed, and the spiritual power in his body rose to the sky. His five fingers turned into steel and pierced Li Xiaobai's eyebrows.
Still no response.
[Attribute points +3000...]
"Hey, this move is a little stronger than before, but it's still a little weak."
Li Xiaobai shook his head and laughed. The old man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instinctively realized that something was wrong.
With one hand, he evolved the yin and yang energy, raised his fist and struck hard, hitting the opponent's chest hard.
"boom!"
The powerful energy was raging, and the rubble of the arena was blown up, creating a storm, but Li Xiaobai still stood in place.
The old man looked shocked: "How is this possible? You should be dead at this moment!"
"How can you kill me if you are only at the Divine Transformation stage?"
"Brother Zhang, you are worrying too much."
Li Xiaobai said lightly, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.
"You are talking nonsense, how can a mere junior monk resist my attack!"
"Yin and Yang, suppress them!"
The old man was furious, Thunder struck, and a huge phantom of the soul appeared behind him. The black and white yin and yang auras flowed alternately. He made seals with his hands, and the huge millstone in the void slowly moved towards Li Xiaobai.
Bursts of bursts of thunder rolled in the void, trying to completely wipe out Li Xiaobai.
[Attribute points +3000...]
[Attribute points +4000...]
[Attribute points +4000...]
This should be the opponent's unique skill, but because its cultivation is too weak, it provides too few attribute points.
Sure enough, such low-level monks were no longer enough to be his opponents. Only the arrival of Mahayana monks would be interesting.
"Brother Zhang, that's about it. Your shortcoming is that your cultivation is too weak. It's time to come down and give you some tips."
Li Xiaobai ignored the yin and yang millstone that crashed down from the sky like a mountain. He raised his hand and pointed it in the sky, and a wisp of flame as black as ink slowly floated towards the old man.
In his horrified eyes, it fell firmly on his shoulders. In just an instant, a strange black light flashed, and hellfire moved. The ice and snow melted in this old body in an instant, disappearing without a trace.
He screamed in agony, and not even his ashes were left.
Just like that, the world evaporated, and the yin and yang energy that enveloped the arena disappeared in an instant, leaving only a small black flame burning slowly in the center of the arena.
There was silence in the arena, and everyone was stunned. They didn't understand what happened on the stage. How could a living person disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye?
The group of people watched blankly as the figure on the stage slowly walked up to the strange black flame and put it in his bag. Their pupils suddenly shrank, and they suddenly woke up and came back to their senses.
"It's...it's that wisp of black flame that's causing the trouble!"
"Elder Zhang was burned by that weird black flame. This flame is so terrifying!"
"What kind of flame is this? It's incredible that a monk in the transformation stage was burned instantly!"
A storm was stirred up in the hearts of all the monks, and Elder Zhang, who was in the stage of becoming a god, was instantly killed with one move. What kind of cultivation level did this Li Xiaobai have?
"Damn it, I actually have that kind of treasure to help me!"
Under the stage, Zhang Zui and Zhang Xu looked even more vicious. If it weren't for the flame treasure, Elder Zhang would definitely be able to suppress each other and torture out his secrets.
By then, these treasures will belong to his Zhang family, and there is no telling that they will fall into their hands and be used for further development. Who could have imagined that such a change would happen?
"This flame is so extraordinary that even a monk in the transformation stage cannot withstand a move. Great Elder, what do you think?"
A solemn look flashed in the Zhang family's head, and he looked at the rickety old man beside him and asked.
"Reporting to the head of the family, the power of such flames is terrifying. I am afraid that only people with cultivation levels like you and me can withstand it. Moreover, I think that Li Xiaobai can withstand Elder Zhang's Yin and Yang Qi without being hurt, and his own cultivation level is also deep.
Unpredictable.”
"I'm afraid the elders' previous speculations were correct. This Li Xiaobai really has the strength of a first-tier genius!"
The rickety old man's eyes were shining brightly. Secrets about Li Xiaobai were emerging one after another, which made him even more jealous.
"It seems that the head of the family has to take action personally."
The head of the Zhang family's face was as dark as water, and he stared at the young man on the ring with burning eyes.
"Why does the head of the family need to take action on such a trivial matter? I can just do it."
The rickety old man said quickly.
"No need, the head of this family doesn't want any more accidents to happen, we must win this son in one fell swoop!"
The head of the Zhang family's eyes were sharp: "Master Li's methods are indeed extraordinary. He actually killed Elder Zhang in one move. I admire him!"
"Haha, the head of the family doesn't need to be like this. I didn't expect that this elder looks so fierce, but he is just a strong person, who can't even resist the next level of skill. If I had known this, I should have done more."
Li Xiaobai waved his hand and chuckled.
The head of the Zhang family is about to burst his lungs with anger. What a success?
How are you so good at blowing it?
You just relied on a fire treasure to kill Elder Zhang. Do you really think you can go to heaven?
He stopped talking at that moment, flipped his wrist, and a cold green sword appeared in his hand. The long sword swung, and the sword's intention was vertical and horizontal, and it pierced Li Xiaobai's eyebrows.
"My master admires Young Master Li's cultivation, and today I want to learn from him some of the genius tricks of the young prodigy!"