Wang Yi also became uneasy, and a sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart. Although this sense of crisis was inexplicable, he always felt that it was very close to him.
Wang Yi took out the secret book given by the sect leader and flipped through it. It recorded some methods of practicing magical powers. Wang Yi frowned deeply again after looking at it for a while, closed it decisively, and put it in.
In the storage ring.
Wang Yi stretched out his left hand, held it tightly, and suddenly opened the door to the room. In an instant, the door of the room automatically closed with a "snap", followed closely by Wang Yi, who sat on the ground and stood tightly.
He closed his eyes and recited the mantra silently.
The next moment, Wang Yi's wheat-colored skin was slowly turning into red. The red was extremely dazzling, and wisps of white smoke curled up from his head and dissipated in the atmosphere.
A heat wave followed immediately, and the temperature of the entire room suddenly increased.
In a moment, Wang Yi was sweating profusely, and then a surprising scene appeared. On top of this red body, there were actually strips of green, like noodles, like rice noodles, appearing all over his body.
When they came out, several people were terrifying.
Suddenly a heartbreaking pain swept through his heart. Wang Yi immediately groaned, his eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, and his application was extremely solemn. The veins on his forehead were exposed, and the muscles all over his body were not stopping at this moment.
Trembling and twitching.
"It is true that the fire attack can separate them, but the pain is double! Also because your body already has the nature of earth, the fusion will be easier. Do you want to learn the magical power of the Flower Sect?
You have to pay a certain price for your skills!"
The demon snake, which was under Wang Yi's weight, said dumbly, and Wang Yi knew it very well. The big beads of sweat were rolling down, and wisps of hot air were rolling around, as if it were a steamer.
At this time, the traces of green on Wang Yi's body were slowly shrinking. At this moment, they were like drizzle, like silver threads, shrinking rapidly on his body.
"Tap tap tap???"
Wang Yi's ears twitched, and when he heard the sound, he opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a thump in his heart. He immediately stopped running the Fire Cloud Jue, stood up, sat on the bench, and quickly took out the storage ring.
I took a few yellow and orange pills, swallowed them in one gulp, wiped the sweat off my head, and stared at the wooden door in front of me.
"Squeak???"
The door made of wood was pushed open, and the billowing white smoke in the room suddenly rushed out of the door like it had found a vent.
Wang Yi saw a man of medium height, wearing a yellow shirt, holding a feather duster and a rag in his hand, and a sharp look suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Ahem??? Where did the hot smoke come from?" the man said in a surprised tone.
A moment later, when the smoke dissipated, he saw Wang Yi sitting on a stool as calm as water and looking at him. He also screamed, followed by a serious look on his face.
"I don't care about Elder Li's arrangements for you, but you can't live in this room!" The disciple's expression was focused, and there was no wave in his eyes, and his seriousness was clearly visible.
"Haha, how ridiculous! I don't care who has lived in this room before. Since Elder Li assigned this room to me, it belongs to me, Wang! Although I have just become an inner disciple, if you bother me
I'm not afraid of you either!" Wang Yi said with a slanted smile and a cold voice.
"Okay, this is what you said!" The disciple also frowned slightly. Wang Yi's tough attitude made him a little unhappy, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
"By the way, Elder Li said that fighting is not allowed in this inner gate. I don't know why, but if you insist on fighting, then I will accompany you to the end!"
Wang Yi stood up and shot the disciple directly without giving in at all. He knew that if he gave in a step, it meant that the disciple would take another step forward, and then retreat again and again, so he must not let this first step go.
This disciple has the cultivation level of the first level of the Spiritual Movement Realm.
"Your personality is too similar to him???" The disciple looked at Wang Yi and froze for a moment, then murmured, the seriousness on his face turned into sadness, and there was a look in his eyes.
There were also a few tears. Wang Yi was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, not knowing what to say.
The disciple closed his eyes. After a moment, he opened them suddenly and shouted again, "I can't do it if I say no!"
At the same time, the coercion emanating from his whole body was like a mountain bearing down on him. It was pressing heavily on him, making him feel breathless. Not only that, his eyes also emitted a gleam of light. In this room,
A strong wind blew up out of thin air.
There seemed to be countless sharp knives in the strong wind, cutting each other, making a hissing sound. Wang Yi suddenly frowned, stepped, stepped, stepped back a few steps, and the clothes on his chest were also cut into pieces.
After taking a few pieces, Wang Yi had a look of horror on his face.
"Hmph, since you want to fight, then come with me!" Although Wang Yi was horrified, he still showed no fear. He walked out of the door, stepped on his spiritual power, flew into the air, and galloped away into the distance.
This disciple also watched Wang Yi leave, closed the door, put down the feather duster and rag in his hand, jumped up, and ran after him.
In just a moment, Wang Yi came to a forest. He suddenly turned around and watched the disciple slowly descend from the sky, his eyes filled with strong fighting intent.
"I want to see how powerful you, who is at the peak of the third level of the first realm of knowledge, are!" The disciple looked seriously and shouted coldly at Wang Yi.
Wang Yi looked at this disciple, silent. On his right hand, the cone-shaped spiritual power reappeared, and the sound of "chichi" pierced the air instantly sounded. Not only that, the pressure suddenly dissipated, and a cold light suddenly appeared.
, the air above the cone is also collapsing layer by layer, and the sound of "clicking" is constantly heard from the void.
When the disciple saw this cone-shaped spiritual power, his eyes lit up, he raised a smile, and took out a sharp sword from the storage ring. This sword was also extremely sharp. When the cold light suddenly appeared, there was a sudden
A terrifying sword energy soared into the sky and spread all around.
Wang Yi once again condensed blue spiritual power in his left hand. This spiritual power was a backup. He knew that his opponent this time was extraordinary. He could tell who had the upper hand and who was at a disadvantage in just a moment, so Wang Yi also
Don't dare to relax at all.
"Chichi???"
The disciple condensed blue spiritual power on his right hand. This spiritual power was transmitted along the hilt to the sword body. The entire sword was covered by this blue spiritual power. The "chichi" piercing air
The sound also came out continuously.
At this moment, Wang Yi frowned deeply and thought to himself, "Just by his momentum, you can tell that he is no ordinary disciple. I will go all out in this battle!"
