Peng Bin's body shook, and five black airflows were like five black dragons, winding towards Lian Zhi. At the same time, the sun bow stood in front of him, bent his bow and put on an arrow, and three "crashing" sounds, three meteor arrows shot out one after another. At the same time, the black long sword in his hand was raised, and dozens of meters of sword aura were slashed towards Lian Zhi.

Faced with a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, Peng Bin dared not be at all reserved, and taking action was his strongest way.

Lian Zhi stood still, allowing the five black airflows to penetrate his body, and felt the power of the Five Ghosts' Soul-Devouring. He felt that his spiritual consciousness was invaded, but it had no effect on him. Then one palm was pushed out, and there was a layer of spiritual power on the outer edge of his palm. Three meteor arrows shot into the defense, and stopped immediately, and the power disappeared. Lian Zhi, who was standing in the air, did not even move, let alone cause any damage to Lian Zhi. Then a sword slashed to the top of his head, and was also blocked by Lian Zhi's spiritual power defense.

Fang Yi's wings swayed and instantly came to the opposite side of Lian Zhi. While Lian Zhi resisted three meteor arrows, his natal flying sword stabbed out: Nirvana.

"It's really interesting."

Seeing Fang Yi stabbing with a sword, Lian Zhi felt that the direction pointed by the sword tip was fluctuating, and he was naturally wrapped in the shocking space when he was pointed by the sword tip. In this case, even the late-stage Jindan cultivator could not escape, but for Lian Zhi, this level of space shock was nothing. If he wanted to hide, he could easily avoid it.

However, Lian Zhi had no intention of dodging at all. The palm that resisted the meteor arrow had not yet withdrawn, just facing Fang Yi's Sword Qi of Silent.

"Boom." With a loud bang, billions of sword energy hit the layer of spiritual power laid in front of Lian Zhi's palm, and was blocked, but Lian Zhi's palm was also numb.

Although it did not cause damage to Lian Zhi, it was enough to shock Lian Zhi. After the shock, he was ecstatic. Fang Yi's sword technique, the spiritual power of the late stage of foundation building, would have such power. If he obtained it himself and used half-step Nascent Soul level spiritual power to display it, the power would probably be that the old Nascent Soul monsters would not dare to take it head-on.

"You can also take my move." Lian Zhi caught Peng Bin's Five Ghosts Soul-Devouring and Meteor Arrow, and tried the power of "Narrhea". His spiritual sense moved, and the blood-colored sword flashed and disappeared, as if it had disappeared.

Fang Yi stabbed his body with a sword and returned to the little demon king Peng Bin. He immediately responded when he heard Lian Zhi's voice. The Qiankun gourd in his hand raised, and the Yuexuan golden sand poured out, like a rotating galaxy surrounding Fang Yi and Peng Bin, and the Five Elements Defense Cover also enveloped the two of them.

At the same time, an umbrella cover was supported in front of the Five Elements Defense Cover. On the contrary, the little devil king had no effect on even wisdom, and could only watch.

"Boom!" Just as the Lingluo umbrella cap was supported, the blood-colored long sword had already been cut, and the blood-red sword body, more than ten meters long, seemed to suddenly appear from the void. With one knife, the world was about to crack.

Yuexuan Jinsha had no hindrance at all. It was slashed by the blood-colored sword, followed by Peng Bin's Lingluo umbrella cover. The light suddenly dimmed when the blood-colored sword slashed. Then the umbrella surface began to appear and spread around. In an instant, the umbrella surface was covered with cracks, and finally exploded with a bang. Peng Bin's defensive magic weapon was completely damaged.

The long blood-colored sword shattered the Lingluo umbrella cover, and the castrate continued to hit the Five Elements Defense Cover again. Only a bang was heard, and the Five Elements Defense Cover broke, and the fierce force hit Fang Yi and Peng Bin. Both of them spitted blood and flew backwards.

However, he did not fly far away and was surrounded by the power of heaven and earth around him and flew towards Lian Zhi. Fang Yi and Peng Bin faced Lian Zhi's attack and were seriously injured without any ability to resist. At this time, he did not even have the power to break free from the power of heaven and earth.

Lian Zhi looked at the little devil, and saw that one of his palms condensed purple thunder and space cracks again, but he couldn't help but smile. With defense, although the little devil's move was powerful, it had no effect on him.

But just as Fang Yi and Peng Bin were about to be captured by the power of heaven and earth, the figure of the little devil suddenly disappeared, and the next moment it appeared in front of Lian Zhi. His palm stretched forward, and the thunder as thick as a small tree blasted towards Lian Zhi.

The little devil also knew that his move was useless to Lian Zhi, but he had no better way at this time, so he could only give it a try.

Lian Zhi was prepared for it. Seeing that the little devil's palm was stretched out and his body had moved. While avoiding the little devil's attack, he stretched out his hand. Suddenly, a force of heaven and earth also wrapped the little devil in it. At the same time, there were signs of cracking in the space around the little devil's side.

Lian Zhi has limited understanding of the mystery of space. This level is already the limit he can do. He hopes to prevent the little devil from teleporting and escaping. Fang Yi and Peng Bin are seriously injured. Under the power of heaven and earth, he can't even swallow pills. It's up to him to kill or cut them. There is no need to be anxious. On the contrary, if he can take down the little devil again, this time it will be perfect.

But neither the power of heaven and earth nor the vague cracks around him had any effect. The little devil's figure swayed and escaped from the bondage.

"Hmph..." Lian Zhi snorted coldly, ignored the little devil, captured Fang Yi and Peng Bin in front of him, and said to the little devil who had already appeared not far away: "I suggest you leave quickly, you can't save them."

Lian Zhi said, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Fang Yi was lifted in his hand, and his palm slowly turned towards Fang Yi's head, "There is a great method of soul searching, and I have obtained that sword technique. In the world of cultivators, no one is my opponent of Lian Zhi except the Supreme Elders in the Nascent Soul Realm."

"Fang Yi, run away quickly..." The little devil's voice sounded in Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness: "You have to live to have a chance to avenge Boss Peng."

Fang Yi was in a calm mood at this moment. With Peng Bin there, he had never thought about escaping. He was always ready in the sea of ​​consciousness, preparing to sacrifice his soul. He believed that just killing the half-step Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him would not have taken his own life. At most, he would have degenerated into a mortal.

Peng Bin was seriously injured and stared at Fang Yi with anxiety. He wanted Fang Yi to have a way to escape quickly, but was wrapped in the power of heaven and earth, unable to speak, and unable to move his spiritual sense, so he could only watch.

Lian Zhi's palm fell on Fang Yi's head, and a gloomy and mysterious aura explored Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Just as Fang Yi was about to perform the art of sacrificing souls, he saw five kinds of lights in his body shining, and passed a force into the sea of ​​consciousness. The gloomy and mysterious aura entered Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness and was immediately swallowed and annihilated by the five mixed forces. Not only that, the force actually counterattacked along Lian Zhi's palm and instantly attacked Lian Zhi's sea of ​​consciousness.

"not good."

Lian Zhi used the soul searching technique. As soon as he explored his aura into Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, he felt a force that swallowed and annihilated his soul searching technique. Before he could figure out what was going on, the force rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness along his palm.

At the same time, Lian Zhi has built many defenses with his spiritual consciousness as his sea of ​​consciousness, but in front of that power, his spiritual consciousness was as fragile as tofu and shattered as soon as he touched it.

"Boom!" The moment the power burst in, Lian Zhi felt a blast in the sea of ​​consciousness, and suddenly felt a splitting headache.

Just as Lian Zhi was lost, the little devil king instantly arrived beside Fang Yi and Peng Bin, pulled them up to stay away from Lian Zhi. Because Lian Zhi's sea of ​​intelligence was damaged, the power of heaven and earth wrapped around Peng Bin and Fang Yi had disappeared. The two of them quickly took a pill and quickly recovered from the injuries in their bodies.

"Ah..." Lian Zhi screamed with his head in his head, waved his hands and feet randomly, and violent power burst into pieces. Wherever those forces passed, the space was faintly cracked.

"Let's go." Fang Yi, whose injuries and spiritual power have recovered a little, stretched out his flowing wings behind him, took Peng Bin and the little devil's king into a white light to escape. Before leaving, he did not forget to use the Qiankun gourd to retract all the moon-black golden sands.

If the physical injury is severe, even if it is severe, it can tolerate a cultivator in the half-step Nascent Soul realm like Lianzhi. However, it will hurt the sea of ​​consciousness or soul. That is different. These two places are the root of the cultivator. Not to mention the half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, even the real Nascent Soul monster cannot bear it.

After two or three hours, the pain in the sea of ​​intelligence gradually subsided. He was directly bombarded into the sea of ​​consciousness by the power based on the Five Elements Sword Yuan. Lian Zhi was injured even more severe than Fang Yi's injuries back then. He did not have the help of the Tianshu Academy Seal of Shangqing. It would take at least nearly a hundred years to recover completely.

"Fang Yi...Fang Yi..." Lian Zhi looked up at the sky, gritted his teeth and said, "I won't be a human being if I don't kill you."

Lian Zhi is only a little over two hundred years away from the life span. A hundred years of time spent restoring the sea of ​​consciousness almost means that the path to the Nascent Soul has been cut off. This is just a conservative estimate. It is even possible that the day when Lian Zhi’s life span is reached, the injury to this sea of ​​consciousness may not be completely recovered.

Therefore, Lian Zhi was already hating Fang Yi at this time, and he no longer thought of any swordsmanship, but just wanted to tear Fang Yi into pieces.

The depression in my chest slowly dissipated, and another question was right in front of me. This time I was going to Guiyuan Sect to discuss how to deal with the Nine-Nine Extinction Formation of the Demonic Cultivator. Now that the sea of ​​consciousness has been seriously damaged, I have to make up an excuse. In addition, in my own situation, I am afraid that the position of the sect leader of Zixiao Palace will be given to others.

The hatred in my heart was overwhelming, and a wave of Pengbai spiritual power blasted towards a hill below.

"Boom." The hill was hit by spiritual power and exploded suddenly. Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and gravel was scattered everywhere. After the smoke and dust, the hill had disappeared and was razed to the ground.

The sea of ​​consciousness was also painful like a needle prick. Lian Zhi's body in the air tilted and almost fell down. He hugged his head with both hands, barely controlled his body, and flew towards Zixiao Palace. At this time, Lian Zhi's speed was much slower, which was almost the same as that of ordinary middle-level Jindan cultivators.

On the way, Lian Zhi took off his human skin mask, restored his original appearance, and found a sect nearby, and returned to Zixiao Palace with the help of the spiritual birds of this sect.

"Hmm?" Lian Zhi, who returned to Zixiao Palace, was noticed by the Supreme Elder Meng Xiao in an instant. The figure who was originally in the Cave Heaven and Blessings disappeared instantly and appeared in front of Lian Zhi, who had just returned to the sect.

"Greetings to the Supreme Elder." When he saw Meng Xiao, Lian Zhi, who was the sect leader, had to bow.

"Get up, is the sea of ​​consciousness injured?" Meng Xiao swept his spiritual consciousness and instantly saw that Lian Zhishi Sea was seriously damaged.

"I'm careless." Lian Zhi said with a wry smile: "This time, Senior Brother Qin of Guiyuan Sect received a report from Master Zhao of Haotian Sect, and the successor of the Taoist Sect, Fang Yi, appeared again."

Lian Zhi explained to Meng Xiao about the establishment of the Nine-Nine Extinction Formation by the Demonic Taoist Cultivator, "According to what Fang Yi said, the Demonic Taoist Cultivator should have a cultivator in the realm of the God-Divide Stage, but he is still in the realm of the cultivator in the future."

"It's important. The disciples dare not make good decisions. They plan to come back and ask the three Supreme Elders' opinions before making a decision."

Lian Zhi said, "On the way back, my disciple felt something, so I wanted to see what the extinction formation was like, so I went to a nearby formation, but unexpectedly I was ambushed by the demon cultivator. The other party had two half-step Nascent Soul cultivators. The disciple was damaged in the sea of ​​consciousness and escaped his life. It was a blessing."

"The cultivator of the divine stage?" The Supreme Elder Meng Xiao was shocked when he heard the three words "The divine stage". He was the same as Lian Zhi, Qin Xiu and Zheng Qiu thought. If the other party really had a divine stage cultivator, then no matter how much preparation they made, it would be useless.

"Where is Fang Yi at this moment?" After hearing this news, Meng Xiao also thought of confirming the authenticity of the news with Fang Yi and discussing countermeasures with the other two Supreme Elders.

"At this time, we should have returned to the secular world." Lian Zhi replied: "After we judged, Fang Yi should not use such a thing as a joke. He just doesn't know whether the speculations made by his predecessors in the secret realm he mentioned are accurate."

"As Fang Yi said," Meng Xiao said: "Since the other party has speculated that the number of eighty-one is exactly the same as the number of formations set up by the demon cultivator, this matter should not be false."

The higher the cultivation level, the less doubtful the speculations of practitioners in the Mahayana realm, because the deeper the cultivation level, the more you can experience the many incredible methods brought by each level of the realm.

"Okay, I will deal with this matter. Now the most important thing for you is to cultivate and restore your injury in the sea of ​​consciousness." Meng Xiao said: "In the future, you will go to seclusion and we will arrange the position of the sect leader separately."

The sea of ​​consciousness was damaged and he lost the position of sect leader again. It was really a loss of his wife and a loss of troops. Lian Zhi felt that his heart was bleeding, but there was no way. When the sea of ​​consciousness was damaged, he thought of this result, but his hatred for Fang Yi was deeper.
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