Yuan Mingkong's own cultivation is at the fifth level of the True Mystery Realm, which is much stronger than the old man in Qing's armor that was swallowed by the demon spirit clone last time.??                                                                                                      

But unexpectedly, the side effects are still amazingly great.

As soon as the black light was swallowed, the demon spirit clone suddenly seemed to explode!

With the soul's mind power, Yang Lie forced the restlessness of the demon spirit clone, grabbed the Qiankun bag left by Yuan Mingkong, and then shot lightning at Sang Duanhun.

"You killed the original elder. He is the direct line of the deputy palace master of the Wanxiang Realm, "Auntoutong". The ancient palace master will not let you go, and will definitely cut you into pieces to avenge the original elder."

Sang Duanhun shouted sternly, "Your only way out now is to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and help me destroy the Yue Alliance. I will plead for you in front of the Lord of the Ancient Palace and push all the sins on the Xin family."

“It’s so much nonsense.”

Yang Lie's body was swelling and splitting, and he had no intention of talking nonsense to him? The silver light between his eyebrows exploded, and the soul-killing shuttle exploded, piercing through his chest, killing him on the spot.

With a casual move, he also took away his Qiankun bag.

"No, leave quickly!" Luo Chengshan was shocked. Yang Lie's decisive methods were completely different from ordinary boys. Even if he had been living in the old world for many years, he would not be able to do so.

Since he even dared to kill the elders of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, he was even more troubled to him.

Unfortunately, he woke up a little late. Yang Lie bounced his finger and a gun flew out, abolishing his dantian cultivation.

"President Xin, you will handle the next thing yourself."

Without Luo Chengshan, the remaining six masters were just a mess, which was not worth worrying about. Moreover, this was a matter within the Yue Alliance, and Yang Lie was too lazy to intervene.

Yang Lie hurriedly flashed past and headed straight to the secret room where Xin Wuji was in seclusion. Although there was formation defense here, it could not stop Yang Lie at all. He was shrouded by his Yuan Magnetic Destiny and immediately dissipated.

Not long after Yang Lie's figure disappeared, Xin Wuji could not come back to his senses for a long time. Looking at the body of Sang Duanhun who had lost his breath of life, his face was dull:

Is this really the mortal enemy of the Moon Alliance, the leader of the Beast Alliance? Was he killed so easily?

"President Xin, please spare your life, we are obsessed with it."

Seeing that the situation was over, struggling was a dead end. The six heads of the family begged for mercy. They cried bitterly, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, saying all the soft words.

Looking at the familiar faces and thinking about the love they had been with each other, Xin Wuji finally sighed with a heavy sigh.

...

Refining!

Sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, Yang Lie summoned the demon spirit clone. Sure enough, Yuan Mingkong's soul was too huge. Under the constant impact, the clone bulged and seemed to explode at any time.

His fingers changed continuously, and several seals hit the demon spirit clone on his face, which slowly suppressed the riot. However, the energy was still deposited in the body and the root knot did not disappear.

"Yang Lie, a strange phenomenon!" Hei Ye reminded.

Yang Lie nodded secretly and took a long breath. A world of reincarnation that was only alive and dead behind him appeared. The world of reincarnation that was undecided appeared. There was also a technique in Zuiyuke's memory that specialized in spiritual power, but he found that the technique was not as good as his "Ten Directions Reincarnation".

Therefore, he is still focusing on improving his own strength with this vision.

"Huh! Huh!"

The demon spirit clone was in harmony with him, and that strange phenomenon also appeared behind him. The power of reincarnation continued to rotate, and the soul power condensed in the depths was finally hooked out, quickly refining and pure, and integrated into the clone.

The process lasted for six hours, and finally, the feeling of fullness disappeared.

"Swish!"

The demon spirit clone suddenly opened its eyes, and one phantom after another was shrouded away. Each of these phantoms seemed to form a world, constantly covering it, and tolerating everything around it.

The fifth level of True Mystery Realm!

This really brought some surprises to Yang Lie. The power of the demon spirit clone has increased again! He roughly estimated that the devil spirit clone should be able to easily control powerful people like Sang Duanhun.

If used in actual combat, this is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying ability.

Next, Yang Lie looked up Yuan Mingkong's Qiankun bag, which was nothing else except for some mysterious weapons, elixirs, Yuan stones, and martial arts.

In addition, the mysterious weapons are among the best in the human level, and there is not a single one in the ground level.

"Return to the elder of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, so poor."

Yang Lie curled his lips and was very dissatisfied. Fortunately, Yuan Mingkong's Yuan stones have a large number, with a total of six million square meters! In this way, Yang Lie's total net worth exceeds ten million square meters of Yuan stones.

"Let's look at Sang Duanhun."

Most warriors are accustomed to carrying their wealth with them. Anyway, there is their own soul mark in the Qiankun bag, and even if they are lost, they can be retrieved with vague induction.

Moreover, even if ordinary people get the Qiankun bag, it is useless. Unless there is a huge difference in strength between them, the time it takes to refine the soul imprint is amazing enough.

Of course, all these common senses were lost in Yang Lie's place.

Just by gently striking with the power of the Ten Thousand Demons, Sang Duanhun’s Qiankun Bag became a completely unguarded treasure house, allowing his soul to rush into it without restraint.

As soon as he saw it clearly, Yang Lie couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Good guy!"

Although Sang Duanhun bowed to Yuan Mingkong everywhere, his wealth was far beyond the reach of the other party. Just looking at the number of Yuan stones, he had a total of 20 million square meters! It was nearly four times that of Yuan Mingkong!

"Thirty million square stones!"

Yang Lie estimated everything about himself and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

At that time, Zong Haoyang and others saved money to use it themselves, but they only collected dozens of Yuan stones. The entire Qinglan City added up all year round, and the Yuan stones produced were only a hundred square meters!

Even if you accumulate ten years, it is not enough to activate the Sirius Ship by yourself!

Now, my net worth is comparable to that of the 300,000-year production of the spiritual veins of Qinglan City. What a terrible gap?

"Sure enough, the higher the cultivation level, the more colorful the world you can come into contact with."

Yang Lie could not imagine that if he had only had the cultivation level of the Wanxiang Realm, he would probably not be able to get in touch with the world outside Qinglan City in his entire life, and he would not even have a flying magic weapon.

The stronger your cultivation level, the higher your height you stand!

"Beast God Banner...Beast King Fist and Martial Arts Jade Eye Shop...Huh, is this?"

Yang Lie appeared in the Sang Duanhun Storage Bag, with various array patterns outlining. He tried to inject his mind into it, and Yang Lie immediately felt his head explode.

A three-dimensional map appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the map was generally circular. The area in the center accounted for about one-tenth of it, and the situation inside could not be seen.

After concentrating his mind on that area, a road map automatically appeared in Yang Lie's head, which contained an accurate way to go from the Yuemeng.

Yang Lie's soul power retreated, and he looked at the circular token in his hand, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Ta Ling?"

Obviously, this token must be the tower order in Xin Wuji's mouth. Only by holding it in his hand can you successfully enter the tower of ruins, that is, the "grace tower" in Hei Ye's mouth, and obtain the four-star life soul seal!

After inheriting the memory of Zui Yuke, Yang Lie truly understood how precious the four-star life soul seal is.

It is no exaggeration to say that although the four tower masters are all four-star mental power now, if they take action to refine such a level of life soul seal, their success rate is less than one percent!

"Ha, that's great! Hard work pays off. A blind cat can hit a dead mouse. A lazy person has a blessing to be lazy..."

A series of unreliable idioms popped out from Hei Ye’s mouth, and he jumped up and down, “Hurry, hurry up, let’s go towards the Tower of Relics!”

Yang Lie pondered: "Don't be busy for now."

After killing Yuan Mingkong himself, he will definitely get news with the methods of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace. If the Yue Alliance is tracked down, it is likely to cause a catastrophe to the Xin family.

Previously, through a rough investigation of the soul, Yuan Mingkong helped the Beast Alliance to take action privately and did not pass through the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall, which left Yang Lie some room for maneuver.

After sensing his right arm, the circular soul mark left by Yuan Mingkong still existed.

With his soul and mind power, it was difficult to remove it. Through this mark, Yang Lie vaguely sensed a breath that was locking from afar and getting closer: "It seems that the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace has received the news. Since that's the case, I'll wait."

"You are the good guy."

Hei Ye complained dissatisfiedly, and suddenly, his eyes rolled, "I understand, you must be interested in the two delicious little girls in the Xin family, right?"

tasty……

Yang Lie rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

After searching carefully, he found another unexpected incident: "Good guy!"

An extremely unexpected ecstasy expression appeared, and a jade box appeared in Yang Lie's palm. There was nothing else in the box, only one thing existed-

Grass!

The grass filled with the power of lightning is used to drive the grass that passes the thunder beast puppet!

"Lei Yuan! Haha, it turns out that guy has not only photographed one, but three!" Hei Ye didn't care about condemning Yang Lie anymore, and was so happy that he fell down.

Two small grasses were quietly lying in the jade box, and the power of lightning contained in it was no less than the one used by Sang Duanhun.

"go!"

Yang Lie's fingers flicked, and the Heavenly Prison Lei Ling immediately roared at the little grass thunder source, swallowing them happily into his mouth.

"call out!"

The power of the thunder spirit transforming the thunder source was astonishingly fast. In just a few blinks, they were refined. Immediately, the mouth of the thunder spirit in the Heavenly Prison opened, and a stream of pure thunder power surged and rushed towards Yang Lie's body.

Yang Lie's expression couldn't help but change: Damn it!
Chapter completed!