Yan Zhenling looked gloomy and waved his hands fiercely: "Beast Control Skill, Ghost Roar!"
The sound of ghostly crying started again, constantly attacking Qiao Ye's spirit. It felt like countless needles were stabbing Qiao Ye's head.
Then……
Qiao Ye looked at Yan Zhenling indifferently. Mental attacks were of no use to him.
Qiao Ye directly raised his hand, countless electric currents flew from his fingertips, and then turned into a thunder ball and shot forward.
Yan Zhenling was shocked. The Eye of Ghost Dream was the trump card in his hand, and the mental attack was the most powerful attack of the Eye of Ghost Dream.
Generally speaking, mental attacks can only control the enemy and are difficult to achieve fatal effects, but the mental attacks of Ghost Dream Eye can do it.
The mental attack of Ghost Dream Eye can even directly tear apart the opponent's soul through the mental attack.
However, it was completely useless in front of Qiao Ye!
"Beast control skills!" Yan Zhenling is indeed a man who has experienced hundreds of battles. Although he was surprised, it was only for a moment. He quickly shouted again: "Six Illusions!"
Almost instantly, Qiao Ye's eyes seemed to be covered with a piece of blood-colored gauze, and the world around him completely turned blood-red.
Qiao Ye spread her hands, her palms were bright red, and her body was covered with dense wounds. Countless blood flowed down, turning Qiao Ye into a bloody man.
Then……
The flesh and blood on Qiao Ye's body seemed to be rotting, falling off piece by piece. Soon, Qiao Ye found that his hands had turned into white bones.
However, Qiao Ye still stood there indifferently, and suddenly raised his hand and waved forward.
A huge wind blade ten meters away flew forward.
The surrounding space was torn apart, just like a piece of paper being shredded. The Eye of Ghost Dream appeared out of thin air. The moment he wanted to attack Qiao Ye, his body was cut into pieces by the wind blade.
However, the Eye of Ghost Dream did not have an entity, but a large cloud of mist. After being chopped into pieces, it quickly condensed again, and the blood-colored pupils opened again.
"Psychic attack? Hallucination?"
Qiao Ye showed contempt.
The Eye of Ghost Dream should be more powerful than that blue bird. Unfortunately, Yan Zhenling picked the wrong opponent. For Qiao Ye, the Eye of Ghost Dream is not as powerful as that blue bird.
Qiao Ye happens to be the least afraid of this kind of mental attack. Not to mention Qiao Ye's own mental power, which is very tyrannical. Now the ghost lamp is next to Qiao Ye, and the terrifying mental power is spreading. Any mental level attack
For Qiao Ye, attacks can be said to be invulnerable to all attacks.
suddenly...
Dang lang, ding lang!
Suddenly there was wind blowing around, and the sound of bells rang out of thin air.
Qiao Ye looked at Yan Zhenling and said, "This is called hallucination."
Qiao Ye held the nine-turn magic bell ball in her hand and shook it gently, and the crisp sound continued to float around.
Yan Zhenling felt his eyes flash as the sea of fire below started to surge. The flames began to rise and suddenly spread all around him, wrapping himself in it.
In the sea of fire, countless corpses crawled out.
Some were covered with scars and were chopped beyond recognition, some were rotten and covered with pustules, and some were swollen like a ball of flesh.
Countless corpses of all kinds emerged from the sea of fire and kept rushing towards Yan Zhenling, trying to drag Yan Zhenling into the sea of fire.
Yan Zhenling looked surprised, but quickly maintained his composure. After all, he was controlling the words of ghost dreams, and he was no stranger to mental attacks and hallucinations!
The next moment...
The corpses around Yan Zhenling continued to burn and turned into nothingness. Yan Zhenling forcibly struggled out of the hallucination.
However, a moment of confusion was enough for Qiao Ye.
When Yan Zhenling regained his clarity, he found that there was something extra on his shoulders.
Qiao Ye stood behind Yan Zhenling. The black euphorbia was placed on Yan Zhenling's shoulder. With his other hand, he directly grabbed Guimengzhiyan's eyeball and lifted it up in the air.
middle.
Then……
Qiao Ye said: "Say goodbye to this world!"
puff!
The black halberd swung violently, and immediately Yan Zhenling's head flew up, and then fell into the sea of fire below along with his body.
"You defeated a beast master at the first level of the Beast King Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 89,000 points."
Qiao Ye watched Yan Zhenling's body fall downwards and was eventually engulfed by the sea of fire. He immediately jumped up and took off the golden seal on the mountain of swords in front of him.
Qiao Ye took a look at the gold seal and saw that it was really a good treasure.
That golden seal is a fourth-grade treasure. Its effect is very simple, that is, it can suppress wild beasts and control beasts. It can suppress up to three animals.
This effect may not sound like a big deal, but it is actually quite remarkable. Suppression rather than tameness means...
You can take the beast to sell for money!
For example, the cat Matata was sold at Qiao Ye's auction.
Therefore, having this precious phantom is equivalent to having a stable source of income, and then you can continue to exchange for other useful cultivation resources, everything you want.
Simply put, this gold seal is a weapon for making money!
This is a good thing. Qiao Ye throws it into the jade token. It doesn’t matter whether he will catch the beast and sell it for money. To say the least, even if he sells this thing, it will be at a sky-high price. Anyone with a discerning eye will know to buy this treasure.
You can definitely make money without losing money. Anyway, what you spend will be earned back sooner or later.
After passing the knife mountain, Qiao Ye continued to move forward.
Qiao Ye didn't care about the iron chains on the side roads. He just walked forward. There were also some people around and some battles were breaking out.
But in general, the number of people is not very large, and the number of people who can enter the mountains of swords and seas of fire is not too many.
However, there are still fights when there are few people, because not every sword mountain has treasures.
This is also understandable. Qiao Ye believes that in the beginning, every sword mountain should have a treasure. However, the gladiatorial disk has been passed down to this day. I don’t know how many years have passed. Even if it is opened every ten years, only a few pieces are taken away each time.
The accumulation of Noble Phantasms over time is astronomical.
Therefore, fighting is inevitable. Want something?
Come and fight!
Those who are alive can take things away!
Qiao Ye didn't care. He was more interested in the Hell Monk than the Noble Phantasm. Moreover, Qiao Ye had never forgotten that he came after Jiang Liuxue. The treasure hunt was just a side trip. His first target should be Jiang Liuxue.
Snow.
Then at the iron chain in front of the fifth knife mountain, Qiao Ye finally encountered the second person!
The other party came over from the iron chain on the side and had already reached the bottom of the mountain of knives, and that mountain of knives...