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Chapter 145: The Power of Nascent Soul

Ye Long looked at the barrage of fireballs in the sky and felt the burning sensation. Now he regretted it deeply. He usually only focused on the cultivation of spiritual power but was completely blind to the cultivation of moves and spells. He now

All he can do is rely on his skillful control over spiritual power to control his spiritual power to transform and attack, and that's all. However, it is simply impossible to change the properties of spiritual power like the man in front of him!

However, this man who claimed to be a fairy among men did not give Ye Long a chance to think. The spear in his hand shook, and the tip of the spear swayed. The bright silver tip of the spear flashed brightly and stabbed at various vital points on Ye Long's chest with great momentum.

The power and the speed of the attack were so great that Ye Long was overwhelmed. Fortunately, the small cowhide shield was strong, otherwise Ye Long would really have died under the spear.

However, compared to the defense of the spears, the fireballs all over the sky were more than enough for Ye Long. At first, he could still rely on the Tiangang Divine Thunder to compete with the fireballs, but as the spear offensive became more and more fierce,

, Ye Long had no time to take care of it. The fireball hit Ye Long's body without paying attention. One hit completely disrupted Ye Long's defense. The fireballs hit Ye Long crazily one after another.

Thanks to Ye Long's physical cultivation of the first level of a saint's human body, the fireball can't hurt Ye Long's roots for the time being. At most, it can burn all the clothes on his body. Although it can't hurt Ye Long, it can't hurt Ye Long one after another.

The burning sensation made Ye Long's hand holding the small cowhide shield feel a little painful.

Strange to say, the fireballs hitting the small cowhide shield blended into the shield without any obstruction like water droplets falling into a river, and the originally cool handle also changed as more and more fireballs appeared.

It was getting hotter and hotter, and Ye Long's palms turned red.

After Ye Long entered the Golden Core Stage, he was able to initially control the shield. Although he could not activate the special effects on the shield, things like burning off his arm when using it in the Foundation Establishment Stage would never happen again.

Ren Zhongxian, who was repeatedly blocked by attacks, felt annoyed. As time went on, he became more and more impatient. With his cultivation level, he was in a stalemate with a kid at the Golden Core stage. If this spread, wouldn't it be a loss of face?

?

He was impatient in his heart. He originally thought that he would kill everyone with one move, but he never expected that this kid would surprise him at every turn. Not only did he have unparalleled artifacts and divine thunder in his hands that were only recorded in ancient books, he even had such a strong body that he could no longer

Put it off, otherwise the variables will become bigger and bigger.

The immortal retracted the spear that was thrust out, and pointed the tip of the spear into the sky. The fireballs in the sky also turned around and converged towards the tip of the spear. A drill made of flames quickly condensed on the tip of the spear and was rotating continuously. The tongues of fire were spinning.

The tip of the spear is raging, one

Waves of roars came from the tip of the gun. Ye Long dared to stop when he saw this. He ran away without saying a word. Behind him was the dense forest of Zhanlongpo that could greatly suppress his mental power. He believed that as long as he entered this dense forest,

You can escape from death.

Naturally, the immortal among men would not give Ye Long a chance to escape. After the flame drill on the tip of the spear took shape, he moved, merged with the spear and flew towards Ye Long. He muttered something:

"If you can be killed by me, the Fire Dragon Diamond, you are considered a hero, Ye Long! You should die!"

He held the gun body tightly with both hands, and turned his body. The spear also quickly rotated due to his leadership. The drill bit that was originally rotating at high speed spun faster because of the actions of the immortal. Ye Long could even feel it behind him.

The strong breath of death came, Ye Long felt that this was the moment he was about to die.

The closest experience to death was when I used my strength on my feet and ran non-stop into the dense forest. At the same time, I put a round shield on my back, fumbled around in the Qiankun bag with my hands, and wiped out the empty wine jars containing fairy wine.

Throwing the intention behind you can act as a blocker.

But the flame drill was coming so fiercely, how could a few wine jars be able to stop it? As soon as the wine jar touched the fire dragon drill, it immediately turned into ashes and disappeared. Ye Long had no choice but to remove the cold "ice" from his dantian.

The "Feng Wanli" sword was taken out, and the biting cold air coming from the sword made Ye Long, who was originally being burned, tremble immediately.

Ye Long held the shield behind his back with his left hand and the divine sword with his right hand, preparing to block the fatal blow of the Immortal among the Humans.

Ye Long is still almost 100 meters away from entering the dense forest of Burial Dragon Slope, but this 100 meters distance is as far as thousands of miles to Ye Long at this moment.

The Fire Dragon Drill behind him quickly struck behind him, almost instantly. The Fire Dragon Drill Drill hit the cowhide buckler behind Ye Long. When the two came into contact, violent sparks burst out, and a loud noise echoed across the empty wasteland.

Sounds. Although cowhide

Yuandu blocked the fatal blow, but the stamina brought by this Fire Dragon Diamond hit Ye Long in full force. Ye Long felt that his internal organs were shaken upside down, his throat felt sweet, and he took a sip.

Blood spurted out.

Ye Long didn't care about the injuries on his body. He quickly held the divine sword in his right hand and struck it on the drill bit. Ice and fire were in a stalemate. Ye Long exerted his strength on his hand, and all the spiritual power in his Dantian was poured into it.

Among the divine swords.

Crystal ice flowers burst out one after another from the Divine Sword. The Fire Dragon Diamond and the Divine Sword triggered a wonderful reaction. The violent explosion knocked the two of them out. Ye Long took the opportunity to quickly get into the dense forest and smashed it with an ordinary sound.

Above the ground, it shot backwards for a distance of more than thirty meters before the remaining power of the explosion was released.

Regardless of the seriousness of his injuries, Ye Long quickly mobilized the few spiritual powers in his Dantian to escape in the dense forest, heading towards Yan Wuxin's secret base on the Burial Dragon Slope, and robbed Yan Wuxin of his body skills that day.

When he got a glimpse of the address of the base, Ye Long thought that he might be able to use it in the future, but he never thought that he would actually use it just over half a month later.

Ye Long hurriedly followed the route in his memory and arrived at the destination in a short time. Once he entered the Qiankun bag, Ye Long hurriedly took out the jade liquid and nectar given to him by the huge god that day, and poured it into his mouth.

Feeling the pure spiritual power dissolving in his body, Ye Long's eyes darkened and he fainted.

The two of them were separated by the explosion, and the Immortal among the Humans flew backwards and froze his body not far away. He actually used this fatal blow to allow Ye Long to escape. How could this not make him angry?

, a mere kid at the Golden Core realm was able to escape from his own hands three times. I have to say that this kid Ye Long is really impressive.

While Renzhongxian was depressed, he was also very interested in the sword that Ye Long took out at the end. He decided that this sword was more precious than the shield of the sacred cow in Ye Long's hand, and his greed overwhelmed him.

With his mind, the Immortal of Humanity headed in the direction where Ye Long disappeared with a gloomy face...


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