But in a flash, he had suppressed the ripples in his heart, and his eyes moved, and he was about to condense the inspiration of all directions to evolve magical powers and immortals.

However, the next moment, Lan Yushu's color completely changed!

Not only was the external inspiration as unshakable as an iron plate, but he "taken the body" into this body. The spiritual energy he had just sucked and sucked was fixed on the spot like a chain.

"How is this possible?!!"

Lan Yushu's heart was beating wildly, but he had only time to turn around that thought. The palms that were as fallen like a sacred mountain fell down like a sky.

The crisis in Lan Yushu's heart was like a tide. Even if he had many unwillingness and doubts, he only let out a wild roar at this time.

He stripped out of Su Jie's body at a speed that surpassed the world, swept through the extremely powerful will craze, and tried to take a blow and retreat first to avoid his sharp edge.

call!

The palm print seemed to have the power to move mountains and fill the sea. When it fell, it was heard that a gentle breeze blew, which fell gently on Su Jie's head.

"Su Jie!"

Potter couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If the power was leaked, the immortal in front of me would not be touching me, but a palm that would break the heavenly spirit.

"ah!!!"

Su Jie woke up from the darkness. Before he could sense the warmth above his head, he heard a tragic roar:

"This, this spiritual energy is poisonous?!!!"

That's...

Su Jie suddenly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was a white-haired old Taoist who he looked extremely unfamiliar but was extremely familiar with.

The old Taoist caressed his heavenly spirit with one hand and carried it behind him with the other. His figure was not tall, but in his perception, it was as high as the nine heavens, extremely thick and vast.

Not far away, before the Taoist temple was Instructor Porter, and at the source of the clear light, Mr. An was sitting cross-legged on a mottled yellow mud pavilion.

He looked back and saw a dark blue figure hanging in the air under the dark clouds.

"ah!"

The endless pain was transmitted from all directions to the depths of the soul, but this pain that seemed to be a living person being soaked in the water of corpses was simply incomparable to the anger in his heart.

"What are your hands and feet in the spiritual energy?"

Lan Yushu completely lost his calmness, and the soul, who was already suffering a lot of damage in the battle with the demigod, trembled wildly.

The spiritual energy between the world is not only restraining oneself, but also eroding one's soul at an extremely terrifying speed.

He had never heard of such a thing!

What kind of means can poison the spiritual energy?

"The spiritual energy is poisonous..."

Su Jie and Porter looked at each other, confused.

“Ha~”

An Qisheng smiled. This scene was really familiar, but at this time, he was rejected by spiritual energy and even hurt him.

When Qi seed replaces the magnetic field of the star, naturally, all inspirations come from themselves, and they are enemies of him, and they are naturally inspirations that are "toxic".

This is similar to what ancient Changfeng experienced in the human world, but it is different because the universe of the spirit itself is even more terrifying.

In addition, the rejection of inspiration is double suppression.

However, this suppression, repulsion, and supreme spirit addition is far from one plus one equals two.

At this time, what Lan Yushu experienced and endured was a hundred times, a thousand times that of Gu Changfeng and himself!

Huh ~

Lan Yushu's screams were still echoing in the sky, but the statue of the king's god had already stepped out in one step, and his body was ethereal and transcendent. This step was like a mountain shifting.

Together with the weight of this world, it crushed the past.

"Devil, today's hatred will be repaid ten times the next day!"

With the severe pain and shock, the blue fire burned above Lan Yushu's soul and was about to break through the air and leave this "poisonous land".

But even though his soul is extremely powerful, he has been hurt one after another, eroded by inspiration, and is even more in a dangerous place of the spirit.

How could it be possible to hide from the statue of the royal power blessed by inspiration?

With a low and dull sound as if slapping a drum, Lan Yushu's escape came to an abrupt end and was shot by his palms, which fell from the sky as complex as the stars all over the sky, and he slapped the sky!

Huh ~
Chapter completed!