If he wished, he defeated the seventh-grade demon beast's qi and beat it back to its original form and turned it into a group of five-grade and six-grade qi who did not dare to show their heads and hide under the stone canal An unknown forbidden existence, that is, he still hasn't recovered yet, Ye Zhuo also suddenly felt as if a big stone had been moved away from the bottom of his heart, extremely comfortable.

Under the subtlety of the grass heart, the rich aura of the twenty-three year lotus leaves is still being refined rapidly, and the rolling true yuan is gushing to the meridians and flesh around the body, and every blink of an eye can feel the difference, Ye Zhuo's heart is full of pride, and then he raised his eyes to look at the group of mosquito demons chasing after him, and he did not lead them around as before, looking for an opportunity to kill one or two, and urged his body to meet it directly with a shout.

There was no urging the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Intent, or even inspiring the wind and thunder wings to bombard, only a water power was caged around the body, and a light wind helped it fly, Ye Zhuo held the Ruqi Flying Sword in his hand that had not yet been successfully sacrificed, and directly broke into the mosquito demon group.

With a group of five-grade and six-grade spotted mosquito demons choose to fight in close combat, only Ye Zhuo will have such a move, change a monk, not to mention the late stage of foundation building, that is, the early stage of foundation building, and will definitely use all kinds of spells to fight, that is, Ye Zhuo, in fact, after building the foundation, it is rarely used in this way, no matter how strong the physical body is, but it is not a wise choice to use it with magic weapons and spells after all. But at this moment, because his meridian dantian injuries had not yet fully recovered, he had recoiled and aggravated, and he couldn't fully urge the power of the wind and thunder wings, and he had been entangled with the mosquito demon for a long time, and he already knew that their means of long-range attack and killing were limited, and the biggest threat was to kill with a sharp light at a close distance and absorb essence blood after stabbing his body, but Ye Zhuo once again used his favorite way to fight the enemy in his early years.

However, even if it is also a hand-to-hand combat, Ye Zhuo's realm strength has already been much higher than at the beginning, and it is no longer as if he was just relying on the agile body method that he has exercised since childhood, if someone is watching the battle, he can see Ye Zhuo's vertical and flashing like a chaotic and disorderly appearance, but under a closer look, there is a certain unique charm in it, as if the stars in the sky are rotating around the sky, and there is an internal law in the complexity.

If it is a member of the Xiangli clan in the Southern Wilderness, you will see at a glance Ye Zhuo's body movements at this moment, it is the reason why the Xiangli clan can gain a foothold in the Southern Wilderness Realm, it is that it can also stand on an equal footing with many sects in the Southern Heavenly Domain, and the method of the Xiangli clan and the Zhen clan is fighting in chaos.

In the early years, Ye Zhuo got a thank you gift from the Xiangli clan from Xiangli Wu, and from the black stone carving, he saw the starry chaos in the sky and comprehended this fighting method, but at that time, Ye Zhuo had already reached the foundation, and in the later days, there were not many opportunities to really use this method to fight, more of the momentum realized in the Chaodou Sutra, that artistic conception was integrated into his own cultivation, and over time, it had already become a part of his own cultivation, Ye Zhuo had not thought about this method for a long time.

Until today, in the face of a group of five-grade and six-grade mosquito demons, it was the first time to really exert the power of the melee fight, and the chaotic and even a little embarrassing movements in the eyes of outsiders were smooth in Ye Zhuo's feelings.

These are all external, Ye Zhuo himself didn't pay too much attention to his movements except for comfort, and soon immersed himself in the dripping pleasure of close killing. The flying sword in his hand can't urge its true power, but it is difficult to kill cleanly with a sharp blade, and the level of killing is not low, and he is a mosquito demon obtained by flying insects, but in the middle of a flying sword flying up and down, Ye Zhuo felt the familiar heartiness.

At the beginning, I had to be exiled, and I couldn't say how pleasant it was in the Southern Wilderness, especially after building the foundation, I found that the prisoner character mark on my body only went deeper into the body from my forehead, and it was far from cracking, and I set a higher Jindan goal in my heart, and my cultivation was smooth all the way, but for the blood ban on my body, and for the curse of the sky from Cloud Island, Ye Zhuo had more unpleasant depression in the depths of his heart, and he didn't pay much attention to it at ordinary times, and occasionally he threw it away directly, but at this moment, in the midst of swinging his sword and slashing, Ye Zhuo felt that those dullness were emerging and scattering。

For the prisoner character seal, he is still unwilling to the fate of his ancestors for thousands of years, and he still has a firm will to break it, and he slashes out with a sword, as if the pressure of fate accumulated from generation to generation in the depths of his heart has also been chopped out, Ye Zhuo felt a burst of relief inside and outside his body. Strands of depression were released with their movements.

I don't know if it's the combination of the brawl scripture or the subtle influence of the grass heart, all in all, Ye Zhuo feels that he is getting more and more hearty, and his soul and state of mind seem to have stepped on another step.

In a good mood, a flying sword dances more and more freehand, the body flashes and bursts of laughter, one by one the mosquito demons are split and fly out, after a while, there is no need to urge the wind and thunder wings to travel the power of the water is sluggish, and there are few mosquito demons who can come closer, the mood change and the soul is only Ye Zhuo's own feelings, but the power of the chaotic fighting through the flying sword has been obvious and has been upgraded to a new level.

The battle method was upgraded, and the true yuan was recovering rapidly all the time, and Ye Zhuo's combat power was rising and becoming more and more domineering, if he was just holding each other before, as time passed by minute by minute, Ye Zhuo had slowly gained the absolute upper hand, and later even to the extent of absolute suppression.

The five-grade mosquito demon was first slashed by a sword, but it was only knocked back and knocked away, and then it was swept by the sword light but began to hang the color, and it was even more unlucky to face the strongest point of the sharp sword of the ruler flying like a ruler, and it was directly split into serious injuries and fell directly to the ground and couldn't move for a while.

Ye Zhuo did not have the habit of cutting off one of his fingers as he usually injured his ten fingers, and picking them in the basket was the habit of vegetables, so he did not catch up and make up for the move of attacking and killing directly, but urged himself to fly like a ruler flying sword, and let those mosquito demons with different injuries of different degrees of severity regain their breath and rejoin the battle group after recovering some strength.

Not only did those five-grade mosquito demons Ye Zhuo not pay much attention to them, but the six-grade mosquito demon that he had deliberately avoided before was enough to be comparable to the monks in the middle and even late stages of foundation building, and there seemed to be no special care in Ye Zhuo's eyes at this time, at this moment, in Ye Zhuo's eyes, it seemed that all the mosquito demons around him seemed to be treated equally, there was no distinction between superior and inferior, strong or weak, the difference was only whether he was as pointed by the sword light of the ruler flying sword.

The figure flashed non-stop, the sword light in his hand continued, Ye Zhuo was already immersed in a certain artistic conception, his face gradually hung a smile, the momentum exuded from his body became more and more smooth, and the power of the flying sword in his hand became more and more powerful, even if the magic weapon power of the flying sword was successfully refined, it may not be much stronger than the short-handed contact in Ye Zhuo's hand at this moment, of course, that means that Ye Zhuo has not sunk into the artistic conception at this moment before this battle.

Unspeakably happy, indescribably relaxed, from time to time will involuntarily and naturally let out a long roar to the sky, and after another loud shout, Ye Zhuo's body shape is certain, stopped in the air, and no demon insect rushed over, whether it was five or six grades, all the spotted mosquito demons were all on the ground.

Ignoring the demon insects on the ground, and not in a hurry to collect their loot, Ye Zhuo in mid-air waited quietly, as if he was reminiscing about something, after a while, suddenly there was another burst of hearty laughter, Ye Zhuo swooped over, and everywhere he passed, there was not a single mosquito demon left, whether it was dead before, or there was still a breath left.

There are hundreds of mosquito demons, among which there is an existence above the sixth grade, and now they are all extinguished under the sword light of Ye Zhuo's hand-to-hand combat, if they are heard by others, they may be shocked by what they will become, that is, the strength of the demon beast cannot be compared with the monks of the same realm, but the grade is placed there, it is the same existence above the foundation, and hundreds of them are killed in one go, is this still what the monks of the foundation building realm can do?

Ye Zhuo didn't feel that there was anything wrong, in Ye Zhuo's opinion, in that case just now, it was twice as much, and there were hundreds of fifth-grade mosquito demons, and even ten or twenty six-grade guys, the result would not be any different, and they would all become spiritual materials in their storage bags, but it would not be so easy to encounter them later, without him, as Ye Zhuo was worried about before, the grass heart was finally exhausted, and the mysterious meaning no longer existed, just relying on the realization just now, but there was no way to refine the spiritual object so quickly to restore the true element, even faster than urging the strongest power of the wind and thunder wings with all his might, after a killing, he is still in a near-perfect state, whether it is the physical body, dantian, meridians, or the soul of the sea god.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Ye Zhuo didn't and didn't need to stop, and directly urged his body to fly out again, not in the direction of the forbidden exit of the medicine garden, but towards another spiritual field that he hadn't been to before.

After this experience just now, Ye Zhuo's interest in this medicine garden became more and more vigorous, and he decided to explore for a while, the target was no longer a spotted mosquito demon whose storage bags were about to be stuffed, nor was it a twenty-three-year lotus with a plant on his body, although the spiritual field he was going to at this moment was also one of the twenty-three years lotus that he had seen in the illusion, and Ye Zhuo had only one goal in his heart, that is, he had just felt the wonderful inch grass heart.

An inch of grass is enough to withstand a year or more of his cultivation, a few days ago, he just broke the mirror to the late stage of foundation building, and now in just a short moment, he has taken another big step, not more, as long as he takes another section, maybe he can look forward to the realm of the peak of the late stage of foundation building.