Of course, Yang Tian knew nothing about what Qin Hai was thinking.
However, even if he knew it, he would probably sneer and not care.
Before he faced these two people, he had already understood what disgusting beasts these two guys were.
Naturally, Yang Tian could not take any chances and think that they would be merciful to him.
Besides, he doesn't need it.
After a brief moment of surprise, Yang Tian quickly calmed down.
He first quickly gave up the resistance from the outside world, concentrated on mobilizing all the spiritual power in his body, and protected his heart veins as quickly as possible.
With this layer of spiritual power isolated, it would not be easy for Qin Hai's spiritual power to act arbitrarily in his meridians.
However, even with this method, it is only a drop in the bucket.
After all, his spiritual power can indeed protect his heart, but it cannot guarantee the supply of oxygen.
Even monks cannot guarantee how long they can survive in an oxygen-free environment.
The oxygen in Yang Tian's body was quickly exhausted due to Qin Hai's actions.
Almost instantly, Yang Tian felt that he had lost control of his body.
If this were left to others, they would probably be at a loss and waiting to die.
Yang Tian was still very calm.
Qin Hai's spiritual power was very strange. Once it invaded his body, it quickly merged with the spiritual energy in his body.
Even though Yang Tian clearly knew that it was these spiritual energy that was devouring the spiritual energy and oxygen in his body, he had no way of distinguishing which spiritual energy belonged to Qin Hai and which spiritual energy belonged to him.
Normally, this is impossible.
Every monk's aura is different. Even if they practice the same technique, the feeling of aura will be very different depending on the individual's personality.
Monks can transfer their own spiritual energy to others, but the premise is that the person being transferred can automatically move around to convert the spiritual energy outside the body into the spiritual energy inside the body as quickly as possible.
However, what Yang Tian most rejects now is Qin Hai's spiritual energy. Even if his consciousness is controlled, his consciousness has not completely disappeared. How could he allow himself to digest this spiritual energy?
But he still couldn't find it, which meant that there must be something weird about these spiritual powers.
After realizing this, Yang Tian quickly divided the spiritual power in his heart into two parts.
Part of it still protects his heart, but the other part quietly spreads outward, waiting for an opportunity to find Qin Hai's spiritual power.
He really couldn't get rid of Qin Hai's spiritual power from his body in a short period of time, but he wouldn't be a mermaid either.
Just when Yang Tian was doing all this, Ma Kang had already approached him again.
Having learned the lesson from the last time, Ma Kang did not say much this time.
From a relatively safe distance, he quietly released the rich purple color, tickling Yang Tian's breath.
Seeing this scene, Yang Tian's pupils suddenly shrank and his heart skipped a beat.
The moment the smoke was released, Yang Tian had already sensed the extreme danger.
He had a hunch that if he was hit by this cloud of smoke, the consequences would definitely not be any worse than being suffocated to death by Qin Hai's spiritual energy.
What's more, it will be even more terrifying.
Thinking of this, Yang Tian no longer cared about the stalemate with Qin Hai.
At the moment when the cloud of smoke was about to rush up, he mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and instantly regained control of his body.
The next moment, under Qin Hai's surprised gaze, he advanced instead of retreating.
