Two hundred and seventy-five chapters true magic
Xu Yi asked Lin Ming to pass on the message. Those who handed over the most treasures will receive additional rewards, while those who handed over the fewest treasures will receive unexpected punishments.
At this moment, Qin Kong and Zhang Ji and his group were fighting hard in small groups. Xu Yi felt all of them and grasped them very clearly. The results of these people were quite impressive. He felt very comforted.
Of course, he did not act slowly. He relied on his amazing defense ability and did not avoid spiritual attacks at all. He participated in the robbery twice and succeeded twice. The frequency was extremely considerable.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed by, illuminating the entire hall.
"Zixiao Feiyu! Oh my God, this thing is really Zixiao Feiyu!"
"Divine object, divine object!"
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With a few shouts of wild shouts, almost in an instant, the spiritual power in the sky surged towards that place. A long and golden object, trembling as cold as a long one, was rolled up and swayed.
roar!
roar!
Dozens of figures were stolen at that place, and Xu Yi had been dazzled and rushed towards it regardless of the place.
Suddenly, a black light flashed across the sky, and the Zixiao Feiyu disappeared in front of everyone, and the whole place was filled with a bang.
Xu Yi was also shocked. His perception was exquisite, but he could not see it at all, but he could not escape the capture of his perception. What shocked him was the exquisite method of the man stole Zixiao Feiyu.
At that time, everyone rushed to grab it, but Xu Yi clearly felt a collapsed point flashing near Zixiaozhiyu. The collapsed point flashed by, and Zixiaozhiyu disappeared.
He could not understand such a method.
Following his exquisite perception, he captured the person who cast the art. After just one pair of eyes, he could no longer open his eyes.
The craze and noise in the audience turned into silence in his heart at this moment.
The empty mountains were silent and the valleys were silent. He stared at the face, his heart and soul were broken. He felt like a green olive was peeled off from his heart, and sour and astringent juice was overflowing.
"Brother Xu, life and death are at stake, don't be distracted!"
Bai Jizi sent Xu Yi urgently.
The more he had contact with Xu Yi, the less he could understand this person. It seemed that this person had tens of millions of faces, and he did not change one according to any rules and put it on his face.
Bai Jizi's voice transmission was heard, Xu Yi did not react at all, and he was still staring at the man in a daze.
It was not until a dazzling red light flashed, and a bearded man more than ten feet away from his left was hit by the red light, and his body suddenly exploded and a divine baby overflowed, Xu Yi suddenly woke up.
The red light flashed, and the overflowing divine baby was instantly cracking open like a smoke bubble.
"Those who act rashly die!"
Accompanied by the silence of the red light flashed again, the body of the monk who had jumped to the highest was cracked and he fell to the ground. The divine baby escaped. The red light flashed like an arrow, and it flashed again, instantly shooting the divine baby as if it was star.
"What a domineering magical power, what kind of martial arts is this!"
Xu Yi was shocked and sent a message to Bai Jizi.
"This person is called Su Beihun, and he is the top powerhouse in the Demon Tower in Xizhou. His cultivation is not as good as a thunder tribulation, but he slaughteres the thunder tribulation like a chicken, not for anything else, just because he practices the true meaning and magical powers..."
Bai Jizi spoke very fast, not only introducing the origin of the monk who shot out the red light, but also introducing in detail what is the true meaning magical power.
According to Bai Jizi, even in the world of cultivation, they are clearly divided into classes and are born in the grass and have no chance of adventure. When they look up, they will hit the ceiling for a lifetime.
For example, in fact, most monks, and even monks who have experienced tribulations, can only use magic to gather spiritual power to call them.
The ruling class on the Immortal Palace, even their second and third generations, can easily access magical powers.
Xu Yi practiced the Nine Star Flowing Fire Technique, which was given to him by Xuan Lengyan, and others could not even ask for it.
And above the supernatural powers, there are also true spiritual supernatural powers.
Bai Jizi said that ordinary magical powers are more sophisticated than ordinary magic. They just understand the wonder of the changes of the Infant Yuan. Although they are in the midst of the level, they are not in the top level.
The true meaning magical powers spread to rivers, gather mountains, ride wind and thunder, refine all things, and incorporate them into the infant, which is always powerful.
However, true meaning and supernatural powers are extremely difficult to practice, and time, opportunity, understanding, and fortune are indispensable.
Bai Jizi was talking nonstop, and the atmosphere in the audience had been extremely depressed. Except for Su Beihun who proudly swept the air and glanced at everyone, no one dared to move.
On the contrary, the appearance of Su Beihun aroused a burst of exclamations, and it was obvious that this gentleman was quite famous.
"Brother Xu, don't act rashly. Su Bei's soul will be upheld. Now you are not his opponent and you will never be the one who stands out."
Bai Jizi was afraid that Xu Yi would be angry, so he hurriedly spoke out for advice.
But he forgot that it was related to interests, and Xu Yi never felt angry. He could take out an honest mask from his bag and put it on.
"I need a baby. Each person handed over one baby that satisfies me, and he could leave safely, otherwise he would have to leave his life here."
Su Beihun said lightly, the voice was not loud, which shocked the audience.
As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten feet northwest, a monk's shoulder suddenly moved. Xu Yi quickly sent a message to the monk, "Don't be impatient, I will not let your baby fall into this guy's hands."
The monk was obviously shocked, moved his eyes slightly, looking around, looking for whom he was talking.
Soon, she locked in Xu Yi because Xu Yi had already stood up.
He carried a green gourd and poured a mouthful into his mouth, sneering, "You guys, although the surname Su is extraordinary, as long as we work together, there will be ten Su..."
Before he finished speaking, a red light had already flashed towards him. Xu Yi, who was prepared for it, flashed. At the same time, nine light spots flashed around his body, forming a moving defense circle.
Unexpectedly, this defense circle could not stop the red light from being a slightest. The red light, which was as sharp as a cruise missile, hit his body accurately.
Xu Yi could feel a terrifying force, desperately penetrating into his skin. He seemed to see a vast lake, gathering into a sharp arrow, trying to shoot his body out of a lake.
Bai Jizi was almost crazy. He said that he would not let go or let go, but this guy still stood up.
Didn't he understand that the true meaning magic power was not something he could compete with. With such a huge gap in strength, he was simply seeking death.
As soon as Bai Jizi's resentment arose, Xu Yi was pushed open, a hole in his chest burst out, and blood was gushing.
A hint of blue air flashed across his face, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Su is just that skill. Why dare to breathe so hard and speak?"
Just looking at the appearance, this injury is nothing to a monk who has experienced tribulation, but only Xu Yi knows the power inside.
Chapter completed!