40,000 Years of Cultivation

"Huh!"

The two black crystal armors turned into translucent phantoms at the same time, passing through each other!

In mid-air, ghosts with teeth and claws and illusory black feathers interspersed like wind and rain!

The ghost image turned into puffs of black smoke in the screams of screams, and the smoke disappeared.

The flying black feathers are also like ice and snow after sunrise, melting into nothingness.

However, there are 999 black feathers, with real entities, spirally wound on the left arm of the profound bone battle armor, and the feathers are seamlessly overlapped, and they are condensed into a strange-shaped war knife, just like one. Huge feathers.

This is how five ghosts, including Li Yao and Professor Mo Xuan, can freely switch between gaseous psychic energy and liquid psychic energy, a tailor-made melee magic weapon-chasing dragons and turning feather swords!

This battle knife is made by mixing the fragments of ancient magical treasures, the remains of the bone dragon demon, the bones of the natural disaster-class monsters, and the fragments of the blood cut wind knife. It adopts a split structure, and it can be transformed into 900 at any time with a thought. Ninety-nine unstoppable flying feathers are hidden in the thousands of black feather illusions created by the psychic energy. They are angled, unpredictable and unpredictable.

The last ghost, and the last black feather, were completely annihilated.

The construction site returned to calm, and the wind through the hall whizzed through the empty floors, rolling up the sky full of dust, like a faint mist.

The two crystal armors were separated by ten meters and stood with their backs facing each other. They remained at the last moment, the posture of the swords, like two most perfect statues.

"Dang Cang!"

Chasing the dragon and transforming the feather knife, fell to the ground.

"Wow!"

The breastplate of the Profound Bone Battle Armor burst open with a shocking wound, like a monster with a big mouth in its blood.

"Chish! Chish!"

A real blood mist burst out of Li Yao's chest. He staggered, knelt on one knee, smashed a deep pit on the floor, and coughed loudly.

"Cough cough, cough cough cough cough cough, Yuan Ying, is Yuan Ying!"

Li Yao's face was like golden paper, he panted for a long time, barely contracted his muscles, sealed the blood vessels near the wound, gritted his teeth, got up, swayed, and walked towards the Nether Blade.

The Nether Blade remained motionless.

"Including the Scorpio battle armor, I changed a total of four sets of armor, arranged thirteen serial traps, and exhausted all the spar bombs and magic weapons on my body."

"Unexpectedly, cough cough, cough cough cough cough cough----"

Li Yao coughed loudly, walked to the Nether Blade, and faced the Nascent Soul boss face to face, with the helmet against the helmet.

Nether Blade could easily kill him as long as he raised his hand, but he still stood still, motionless.

Li Yao panting like a cow, finished the remaining half of the sentence, "Unexpectedly, I still have to pay such a heavy price to kill you!"

Li Yao spread his five fingers and gently pressed it on the crystal armor helmet of the Nether Blade, with a sudden force!

"Wow!"

Nether Blade Zhuangziyou, this smashing spider's nest boss, Na Ying boss, could not withstand the suppression, kneeling down in front of Li Yao!

"You are the first Nascent Soul I killed."

Li Yao was condescending, staring coldly at Netherworld Blade, and said every word, "But, it will never be the last."

"Crack!"

There was a terrifying explosion in the neck of Nether Blade, and the entire cervical spine was completely exploded into powder.

The moment the dragon chasing the feather sword swept through, the neck of the Nether Blade was completely penetrated by Li Yao's blade. Although the brain and the body seemed to be connected, all the vitality in it was cut off, no different from beheading.

Even if it is the Nascent Soul Boss, it is difficult to survive the separation of the body and the head.

What's more, with Li Yao's last press, a large amount of psychic energy, like magma, madly poured into the brain of Nether Blade through the helmet of crystal armor, completely destroying the entire brain tissue.

This invincible old primordial infant finally completely surrendered to Li Yao's feet, lowered his head, curled up into a ball, and could not die again!

Li Yao gave a cold snort, rubbed his hands, and kicked the body of the Nether Blade. A greedy laugh came from under the crystal armor, as if he was about to take off the "black horned battle armor" worn by the Nether Blade and search for the loot.

The moment Li Yao’s fingers touched the Black Horned Battle Armor, a scream suddenly burst out of his mouth. The dragon chasing feather sword that fell aside instantly exploded, turning into 999 sharp flying pieces again. Yu, a black feather storm has been set off across the entire floor!

"what!"

In the mid-air of the southeast corner, there was a weird cry to the extreme, like the screams of the tortured 100,000 ghosts in the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, all condensed together, condensed in a moment, condensed into a burning The red steel needle pierced Li Yao's brain!

A dark red phantom, like a faint phosphorous fire, and a demon bouquet, emerged from the void, and gradually condensed into a figure more than one and a half meters high, like a dwarf, and some like a baby.

Under the repeated piercings of the chasing dragon and turning the feather sword, this human form was in pain, crazily distorted, and staring at Li Yao's eyes, there was an incomparable bitterness, and a deeper fear than the bitterness!

"You, you knew I was not dead!" the dark red ghost called.

Li Yao smiled: "Boss Nascent Soul, the power of the soul is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, and there is a high chance that it will be transformed into ghost cultivator after death."

"And you, the famous'Nether Blade' Zhuang Ziyou, was originally the best at soul attacks. You have a very deep research in the spiritual realm. In addition to being a vicious star thief, you are also a deep cultivation base. Master'."

"Your chances of transforming into a ghost repairer are higher than those of the average Nascent Soul powerhouse!"

"I'm just trying it out at will, but I didn't expect it to come out."

The Nether Blade was so angry that it "creaked" and screamed, as if a spoonful of fire spar powder was scattered in the flames, and the flames licked the ceiling all at once.

It's a pity that he just died, and the spirit finally escaped from the body with a secret method. The three souls and seven souls are extremely unstable and have not yet been transformed into ghost cultivation. Compared with the time when he was alive, his strength was only 1% at most!

Even if Li Yao is seriously injured, he is not the one who can contend!

He can only delay as much as possible to make his three souls and seven souls stabilize as soon as possible. Just give him a few more minutes to let him complete the transformation from wandering souls to ghost repairs, and then...

Nether Blade pretended to look regretful and cried out: "Is it a prosthetic hand that I cut off just now?"

"Of course the hands are real hands. For a lone thief who kills people like you, the sensation of severing muscles, blood vessels, and bones with a single knife is completely different from that of a prosthetic hand. How can it not be distinguished?"

Li Yao spread his hand and said, "It's just that it's not my hand."

Nether Blade was so angry that the wandering soul trembled, and screamed: "So, from the beginning, your target was not Black Spider Eight Blade, but me? Crazy! You are crazy! Your ultimate combat power is at most in Jindan Up and down, you dare to be mad and hunt down a Yuan Ying! Madman, you are an out-and-out madman!"

Li Yao calmly said: "If you have nothing constructive to say, let's start."

With a wave of Li Yao's right hand, his psychic energy turned into a wave of mercury, surging silently from the air, and condensed into a big silver hand, which strangled the throat of the Nether Blade Wandering Soul!

Hu Luo Pingyang was bullied by a dog. If he was in his peak state, Nether Blade, the Nascent Infant old monster, even if he couldn't kill Li Yao in seconds, he would at least be able to kill him like a dog in the mourning family and run away!

But now, the wandering soul of Nether Blade is like an old hen who has cut his throat. No matter how hard he struggles and hissing, he can only be dragged by Li Yao obediently.

"You, what are you going to do!"

Nether Blade yelled in panic, half of it pretending, but half of it was real fear.

Every step of Li Yao completely exceeded his expectations, causing him to feel an unpredictable guilty conscience.

Li Yao used psychic energy to firmly bind the ghost of the Netherblade to the front of his breastplate, like a "meat shield", and then smiled: "Of course, there are countless precious things hidden in the body of an old primordial infant. Cultivation methods, supernatural powers, magic weapons and treasures of heaven and earth."

"I have worked so hard and consumed all the crystal armors and magic weapons to kill a Yuanying. Of course, I have to search for Yuanying's corpse and take out all the bezoar dog treasures!"

"It's just that, thinking about it from another perspective, if I am a Nascent Soul, I definitely don't want my corpse to be insulted by the juniors and the exercises to be taken away by the enemy after my death."

"So, if it is me, I will definitely set up various traps in the crystal armor. Even inside my body, there will be various offensive magic weapons hidden. Once someone wants to forcibly open my crystal armor and damage my body, It will... Boom! Make that person pay a heavy price!"

"And in all of my Universe Rings, there will definitely be self-destructing spiritual thoughts. In case someone wants to forcefully open the Universe Ring, then one shot and two scattered, the self-destructing magical powers are activated, turning the Universe Ring into a useless stone. !"

"The pursuit of soldiers is coming, time is limited, you are Yuan Ying, and you will probably not be afraid of my torture and threats, so I will not talk nonsense with you, just block you in front of me, as my shield!"

"If there are any traps in your crystal armor and corpse, once it bursts, you will be the first to bear the brunt!"

"Anyway, I have this set of super crystal armor defenses with excellent performance. I have added several layers of super soft steel to the key points. There is another Yuan Ying's wandering soul as a shield. Even if it is really caught in the trap, it may not be dead."

"However, if you stand in front of me, you have lost the crystal armor and even your body, leaving only a lonely wandering soul, it may not be necessary, is it?"

"Wait, stop!" Nether Blade yelled so scared that the souls jumped wildly.

Li Yao ignored him completely, kneeling on one knee, chasing the dragon and turning the feather knife back to his left arm, but hundreds of feathers protruded forward, forming three sharp claws.

Li Yao took a deep breath, raised his left arm high, and was about to pierce the Nether Blade's breastplate fiercely.

"No, there are really traps in my crystal armor and corpse. Once they are forcibly opened, they will explode!" Nether Blade was helpless and let out a desperate roar.