"It is worthy of being the secret of Lin's name, and I have almost no strength to fight back."

It was obviously almost finished, but Cao Yi was still as motionless as a mountain.

The tone seemed to be admiring a goods that were about to be put into storage.

"You'd better care about yourself"

Lu Zhi sneered.

But I felt a little uneasy. This Taoist ancestor with unknown origin has endless means.

However, when she thought of the two backers behind her - Crocodile Zun and Kunlun clan, she felt at ease.

“It’s time to close the internet”

Cao Yi's divine thoughts fluctuated.

At the same time, the power of the Wanhua Dao Jue erupted from the sea of ​​Qi, spreading rapidly throughout the body like ubiquitous bacteria, especially the sea of ​​consciousness.

"This is?"

Lu Zhi felt something was wrong and wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The power of the Wanhua Daojue came from all directions, trapping her firmly.

"This is a trap!"

Lu Zhi shouted, re-concentrating all her spiritual power and turning it into a point to attack.

Although her spiritual consciousness is not as powerful as the Zhu family, Fu Nian, which is directly controlled by the Crocodile Lord, it is also unique, not to mention that the word "Zhe" is secretly Jiacheng.

The collision followed. If Lu Zhi's spiritual consciousness was an invincible sword, Cao Yi's power of the Wanhua Daojue was the high-temperature magma, and it was endless.

In less than a hundred breaths, Lu Zhi was defeated and her spiritual consciousness was wiped out by one third.

Screams resounded throughout Cao Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ah, my spiritual sense, ah, what kind of magical power is this?"

"The Taoist Technique of All Changes, all things can be transformed!"

Cao Yi responded calmly with his spiritual consciousness.

These days, in order to welcome this battle, he prepared a lot of the power of the Wanhua Dao Art in the sea of ​​Qi.

Whoever got close to him and tricked him, but he didn't expect that Lu Zhi not only got close to him, but also got up.

"There's only a matter of death."

Lu Zhi's spiritual consciousness fluctuated even more violently.

"Can you try?"

Cao Yi is very confident.

Lu Zhi was also strong in character and immediately started attacking, three times in a row, but her spiritual consciousness was transformed into less than one-tenth of it.

"I hand over the secret of Lin, and the secret of the character " is secret of Lin. I can't kill you for the time being."

Cao Yi put forward the conditions.

Lu Zhi was silent.

Cao Yi continued to use the power of the Wanhua Dao Art.

After struggling with the remaining spiritual consciousness for a while, Lu Zhi responded: "Crocodile Lord, the Kunlun clan has planted a restriction in my spiritual consciousness. I can't disclose the secret of Lin, the secret of Zhu's character."

"In this way, I can only kill you!"

Cao Yi spread the power of the Wanhua Dao Jue past.

When Lu Zhi's spiritual consciousness was completely dim, an intermittent spiritual thought came out: "I... will... come back."

Cao Yi was not interested in Lu Zhi's words and his eyes returned to the outside world.

I happened to see Ying Zheng fighting against the Zhu family alone, and Fu Nian and the others.

"boom!"

The repelled Zhu family, Fu Nian, joined forces to perform the supreme spiritual forbidden technique.

The light in the sky was surging, and a giant sword composed of spiritual consciousness appeared, standing tall, as heavy and huge as a mountain!

The next moment, the giant sword of divine consciousness slashed directly.

Ying Zheng was not afraid, and his divine thoughts hit him directly.

"boom!"

The shocking bào    zhà, the powerful fluctuations and space distortion, almost flattening half of the Afang Palace.

There were smoke and dust, and there were only four people left on the ground with murderous intent.

Cao Yi, Zhu family, Fu Nian, Ying Zheng.

Zhu family and Fu Nian looked at each other, muttering something in their mouths. The next moment, the two of them turned into a ball of blood with a bang.

A twisted twist, forming a bloody altar.

Soon, a breath from the wilderness floated out, followed by the sound of prayer like Huang Zhong Dalu.

"Sacrifice"

Cao Yi whispered,

As soon as the void shook, a nearly illusory channel appeared.

"Roar..."

A roar like thunder came from it, as if thousands of thunder were ringing in my ears.

"Crocodile"

Ying Zheng's black hair flew away, his expression was cold. He rushed out with endless murderous intent, like a storm.

"You two ants are dead."

The roar of the crocodile lord sounded.

Then, two blood-colored giant eyes appeared in the illusory passage, hanging like a red sun. Boom, and the two blood-colored giant eyes shot out two dazzling blood-colored rays.

When he was about to hit Ying Zheng, an illusory Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain appeared, not only blocking two blood-colored lights, but also releasing a powerful divine light and colliding into the illusory passage.

Boom, the illusion channel is vulnerable and continues to collapse.

"I was defeated by an ant. Damn it, too few sacrifices are offered. No, the one who deserves to be the treasure box of time and space, this world, ah, Ying Zheng, you ant, sooner or later, I will descend on Earth Star."

As the unwilling voice of the Crocodile Lord fell, the illusory passage completely collapsed.

Calmness, return to this world.

Ying Zheng's body shook, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, falling on the broken dragon robe.

"Your Majesty, you"

Cao Yi frowned.

"fine"

Ying Zheng reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Cao Yi's hands stretched out the light and flashed, and Fusu's body appeared.

Ying Zheng was stunned, reached out to take it, turned around without saying a word, and left with heavy steps.

"Maybe there is still a rescue"

Cao Yi suddenly spoke.

In the past few days, he has saved Ying Zheng and refined the power of the Wanhua Taoist Art.

A study of the Book of Faith was also conducted.

It mentions a method called faith to forge an immortal body.

There is a passage in this method that tells how to condense the obsessions of the newly-dead person through faith, reunite the soul, and thus achieve rebirth.

"Is there any rescue?"

Ying Zheng turned around, and a little more excited on Wannian's frozen face.

Cao Yi said that faith has made one's self-cultivation.

Ying Zheng's dull eyes shone brightly again.

...

In the quiet night, the Xianyang Imperial Palace, which does not cover much area, is in a simple and quaint palace, and the eternal lights are flashing and dark with the outside wind.

Cao Yi sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes closed and motionless, like a wax figure.

I don’t know how long it took, but my eyes suddenly opened and a golden light of about a foot long shot out.

“It’s time to start”
To be continued...