Qiao Ye's raised head slowly lowered, looking around and at the three people.
"I almost know what you are capable of." Qiao Ye tilted his head and said, "You shouldn't need to use martial arts anymore!"
After Qiao Ye used the Ten Thousand Methods Spirit Map in Gui Kujing, the matter of spiritual and martial cultivation was no longer a secret. The spiritual realm got the news and did not deliberately hide it.
After all, in order to promote hatred and inspire everyone's fighting spirit, Lingyu said to the outside world that Qiao Ye had stolen the charm of the spirit soul, and then he had the ability to produce spirits, and he also destroyed the temple.
This kind of hatred will make the spiritual monks in the nine realms battlefield angry and even more brave.
It's even impossible to say that such a small change can bring victory.
And now...
After listening to Qiao Ye's words, the three people's expressions changed again, feeling deeply humiliated.
So what if Qiao Ye has both spiritual and martial arts skills?
How long has it been since the Lingwu Sacrifice? How strong can Qiao Ye’s spiritual ability be developed?
Even though this psychic ability seems to come from the spiritual charm and can actually control the celestial phenomena, it only means that it is very rare.
But this does not represent grade!
Just like a Heavenly Selection-level martial spirit, if it is only ninth-grade, it will definitely not be able to beat a fifth-grade Imperial-level martial spirit. Rarity symbolizes potential, and grade is strength!
But now, Qiao Ye doesn't plan to use his martial soul, but only uses his psychic ability. If that's not humiliation, what is it?
"Boy..." Wan Hang roared: "Don't be too arrogant!"
Wan Hang roared angrily, got on the Bull Chariot, and launched another impact. The raging black flames burned from around the Bull Chariot, wrapping around the chariot. With the charge, the Bull Chariot turned into a huge one.
of fire.
Qiao Ye looked coldly at Wan Hang, who was rushing towards her, and sneered: "In that case, let's start with you!"
Zhila!
Qiao Ye's body leaned forward, and an electric current suddenly surged out of his body, making a harsh sound, and continued to flow along Qiao Ye's body.
Then……
Boom!
A bolt of thunder suddenly fell from the sky, but it did not strike towards Wan Hang's bull chariot, but fell directly on Qiao Ye.
It’s like water dripping into a frying pan!
The moment the thunderbolt fell on Qiao Ye, the electric current flowing in Qiao Ye suddenly exploded, making a continuous sound of "Zila, Zila".
Thunder arcs surged around, like sharp knives, striking the ground, constantly opening cracks in the ground.
The next moment...
boom!
Qiao Ye's legs were slightly bent, and she stared at the ground. She rushed forward and turned into a bolt of lightning, which straight up collided with the black fire ball formed by the bull chariot.
There was an earth-shattering sound, and the moment the two collided, a terrifying explosion sounded.
Immediately afterwards...
The two sides passed by each other directly, and the surging black flames suddenly dissipated, and the bull chariot reappeared.
Wan Hang grabbed the reins, showing an unimaginable look of horror and intense disbelief.
Then……
Wow!
The bull chariot was torn to pieces in an instant. Countless small wounds suddenly opened on the six bulls pulling the chariot. Bright red blood spurted out, and thunder arcs flashed continuously on their bodies.
puff!
Wan Hang looked pale and fell directly from the chariot, still maintaining that expression on his face.
because……
This guy is dead!
"You defeated a warrior at the third level of the Spirit King Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 40,000 points."
Qiao Ye turned around and looked at Lu Mingliang and Mu Zhihen.
Both of them were in panic at this moment. They had no idea that Wan Hang was already dead with just one blow!
It wasn't until Qiao Ye's eyes fell on him that Lu Mingliang came back to his senses first.
Seeing Qiao Ye take a step in his direction, Lu Mingliang felt his heart palpitate and quickly threw out the iron chain in his hand.
"Spirit talisman, strengthen mental power!"
"Spirit talisman, strengthened by natural elements!"
"Spirit talisman, the spirit is strengthened!"
"Spirit talisman, speed enhancement!"
"Spiritual talisman, physical body strengthening!"
"Spirit Talisman, Gathering Spirits!"
…
Lu Mingliang went crazy and quickly drew spells in front of him one by one to match his psychic ability.
Because, at that moment...
Lu Mingliang felt it...
The smell of death!
But at this moment, Qiao Ye still took one step forward.
In the sky, the wind and rain were blowing, sometimes moving to the right, sometimes to the left, appearing erratic, with a sense of violence, and then there was another loud thunder, a blue thunder light flashed through the sky, and a thunder fell again, falling.
On Qiao Ye's body.
boom!
The violent lightning arc flashed crazily on Qiao Ye's body again, and then, Qiao Ye rushed forward again.
Qiao Ye's speed is terrifying, and he is surrounded by thunder. What's powerful is not just his attack power, Qiao Ye can also use the electric arc wrapped around his body to accelerate himself!
The lightning flashed, and in an instant, Qiao Ye arrived in front of Lu Mingliang.
Boom, boom, boom...
Just when Qiao Ye reached Lu Mingliang, the talismans drawn by Lu Mingliang exploded one after another. As for the iron chain, it simply couldn't keep up with Qiao Ye's speed.
Then……
Qiao Ye punched Lu Mingliang in the chest!
puff!
Lu Mingliang spurted blood from his mouth, and a bolt of lightning directly penetrated Lu Mingliang's body. When Lu Mingliang looked down, there was already a blood hole in his chest, and the edges were scorched black.
One punch...
Lu Mingliang's body was punched through by Qiao Ye.
"You defeated a warrior at the second level of the Spirit King Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 38,000 points."
Lu Mingliang's body went limp, and all his strength was drained away in an instant. He fell to his knees on the ground, then fell forward, gradually losing his voice.
Qiao Ye slowly turned around, and this time, his eyes fell on Mu Zhihen.
Mu Zhihen's expression changed in shock, and he quickly ran away outside the medicine garden.
"Now that you think about it, you want to run away?"
Qiao Ye sneered, raised her foot and stamped forward.
The spiritual map of ten thousand dharma and all the phenomena of the earth!
Boom, boom, boom!
As Qiao Ye stepped out, the ground in front of him continued to roar. Then, the ground surged like mud, and stone walls continued to rise, blocking Mu Zhihen's path.
Mu Zhihen gritted his teeth and took action with his spiritual thoughts behind his back. The spiritual power balls were thrown out one after another, hitting the stone wall, and the stone wall continued to explode.
Mu Zhihen used this method to forcefully fight his way out, but when the last stone wall collapsed, Mu Zhihen looked stiff.
Qiao Ye's figure appeared behind the crumbling stone wall. At some point, Qiao Ye had arrived behind the stone wall, where he was waiting for Mu Zhihen.