Yang Jiong knew that he would definitely die today, and the clouds in his mind spun wildly, scattering the power of his mind in all directions.

However, as soon as the power of the mind approached the divine envoy, it was automatically bounced away.

The divine envoy snorted and said in amazement, "How can you have such a strong power of thought? In the mortal realm, you actually cultivated the power of mind to the out-of-body stage?"

His figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Yang Jiong. Yang Jiong was startled, and struck the divine envoy with both palms. Hit the divine envoy, and the force on his palms was like a mud ox entering the sea and hitting cotton.

One of the hands of the divine envoy was already clasped on Yang Jiong's head like lightning. Zhao Xiangyi's face was pale, Zhengde was pinched and exploded just now.

She was catapulted into the distance by an invisible force, crying, "Don't, please let him go." I am willing to do whatever you want me to do, please let him go. With that, he knelt down before the oracle.

The divine envoy clasped one hand on Yang Jiong's head, looked at Zhao Xiangyi and said, "Because of you, I lost a genius named disciple." His slap left me with more and more injuries, and I haven't healed all of them yet. Do you think I'm going to let you go?"

He exerted force with his five fingers, and a special force pierced directly into Yang Jiong's brain.

Yang Jiong said in severe pain: "You are a dignified divine envoy, and you have lost all your conscience in our mortal realm. Whoever encounters such a brute act of yours will interfere. All the women in the world are born and raised by their parents, so why don't you practice with your sisters in the family? A brazen thing, what kind of immortal are you?"

The divine envoy was furious, the power of the five fingers increased, and a strange aura rushed directly into the depths of Yang Jiong's mind.

Stimulated by external forces, the cloud of thoughts in Yang Jiong's mind appeared and began to rotate rapidly.

The oracle probed the cloud of colorful thoughts in his mind, and although it was only the most rudimentary cloud of thoughts, it also made his mouth open in surprise.

You must know that even in their world, only a foundation building period cultivator can cultivate the cloud disk of ideas in his mind. He is an ordinary mortal, and there is a cloud of thought in his head, which is common sense.

This cloud of thought became a multicolored color. Circle by circle, one color represents a kind of origin, and it is actually a fellow practitioner of the five spirits. In the cultivation realm, those who dare to practice the five spirits are bound to be killed. The most common ones are those who practice one spirit, two spirits, or three spirits, and there are few people who dare to cultivate four spirits.

In the cultivation realm for thousands of years, there has never been a person who is a fellow practitioner of the Five Spirits, as long as a person who is a fellow practitioner of the Five Spirits appears, he will either be abolished and re-cultivated, or he will be directly killed.

This person has a big secret in him, could it be that someone else came to this realm to help him? The divine envoy gradually relaxed the power injected into Yang Jiong's brain.

Zhao Xiangyi saw that Yang Jiong was under the claws of the divine envoy, and he had no power to resist. She cried in despair: "Husband, I can't live with you, but I can die with you." "Rush to the side of the boat and jump into the sea.

As soon as she reached the side of the boat, she was bounced back by an invisible force. The methods of cultivators are used on ordinary mortals, and it is effortless, and various means emerge in an endless stream. Otherwise, the people of this world would not call them "oracles."

The divine envoy clasped the top of Yang Jiong's head with one hand, probing the situation in his brain, and looked at Zhao Xiangyi. He has seen a lot of beautiful women in the cultivation world, but it is not common for a beauty like Zhao Xiangyi to fall into the country and the city.

He suddenly envied Yang Jiong, if he hadn't seriously injured himself at the beginning, such a beautiful woman would have enjoyed it himself. It's a pity that Zhao Xiangyi is not there now, she is a wife, and she can't be used as a furnace for practicing and healing injuries.

He said to Zhao Xiangyi: "Are you really willing to do anything for him?"

Zhao Xiangyi nodded resolutely and said, "Yes, no matter what you do, as long as you let him go." ”

The oracle casually said, "Then exchange your life for his." ”

Zhao Xiangyi stood up, without the slightest hesitation, and threw herself on a spear from the slanting pestle next to her. The spear passed through his chest in an instant.

The divine envoy opened his mouth wide in shock, but he didn't expect Zhao Xiangyi to be so absolute. In his mind, how could Zhao Xiangyi, a weak woman, exchange her life for Yang Jiong's vitality? When he saw Zhao Xiangyi die in an instant, he was quite surprised in his heart.

He was analyzing and testing the cloud of ideas in Yang Jiong's mind. He said casually, but Zhao Xiangyi acted directly, and he didn't even have a chance to regret it.

From the time he discovered that Yang Jiong's mind power could get out of his body, to when he entered Yang Jiong's mind and saw that the cloud of thought became colorful, it actually belonged to the time when the five spirits were fully cultivated, and the divine envoy had no intention of killing Yang Jiong for the time being.

In this kind of low-level world, the vitality is thin, and there is no spiritual energy. As soon as he is in the realm of heaven and man, he has the cultivation realm, and only the foundation building monks can have the cloud disk of thoughts, and he can also have out-of-body thoughts, and there must be something hidden behind it. Leave him alive and track it down slowly, maybe there will be a big gain.

He said that it was a lie to let Zhao Xiangyi exchange her life for a life. Yang Jiong injured him first, and the woman who robbed him last. is reasonable, he will not let Yang Jiong go.

In his eyes, the life and death of mortals are like an ant under his feet, and he will not care about it at all.

Yang Jiong saw Xiangyi's spear passing through his body, his liver and gallbladder were split, and his eyes were red. He desperately wanted to break free of the five fingers on his head and threw himself at Xiangyi's side.

The five fingers on his head were made of steel, and he couldn't move his body, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Xiangyi turned back with difficulty, looked at Yang Jiong with a smile, and said intermittently: "Husband, Xiangyi can't give you a child, you have to live well." I was born as your man, and died as your ghost. If there is an afterlife, Xiangyi will still be your wife. ”

Yang Jiong's whole body shook suddenly, broke free from the five fingers of the divine envoy, and rushed to Zhao Xiangyi's side, causing the divine envoy to exclaim. The last time Yang Jiong was able to hurt him, it was because he was injured first and was unprepared. This time, Yang Jiong was able to break free from under his five fingers, which surprised him again.

An ordinary mortal, no matter how martial arts he cultivates, will always be in the realm of mortals. The divine envoy is a foundation building monk above the divine realm, and in the eyes of mortals, he is a first-class immortal. He was able to break free from the hands of the immortals, which shows that it is extraordinary.

Yang Jiong picked up Zhao Xiangyi, who was covered in blood, and Xiangyi was already out of breath. Those beautiful big eyes will never open again, and the beautiful smile is still in front of her, but she has two heavens and death.

Yang Jiong was so angry that his eyes were dark, and he fell unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, but a sharp stinging pain came from Yang Jiong's eyebrows. He opened his eyes and looked around intently.

The ship had run aground on the seashore, with dirt beneath him and the sea not far away. It turned out that he had reached the island.

The oracle sat across from him, a finger pointing to the center of his brow. A stream of blue light flashed from his fingers and sank into Yang Jiong's eyebrows. Like a knife inserted into his head, Yang Jiong had a splitting headache and was in pain.

The Divine Envoy watched Yang Jiong roll on the ground for a while, and asked, "Your Mind Cultivation Method is obviously different from my sect's, where did it come from? Who taught it? If you confess everything, I can not only spare your life, but also help you reach the divine realm." ”

Everything about Yang Jiong was too unbelievable for him. In his opinion, as long as Yang Jiong's mind cultivation method is traced. He can cultivate the realm of heaven and man, and the matter of the cloud disk of his mind will also be revealed.

Yang Jiong gasped, holding his head tightly with both hands, and his mind was not yet sober. It wasn't until a long time that he slowly recovered.

He spit out the blood foam from the corner of his mouth and said: "The dignified divine envoy, the high immortal, is just something inferior to a pig and a dog." You don't want to know anything from me, brutes, you have the ability to kill me. He closed his eyes.

Since Xiangyi's death, Yang Jiong has no desire to survive. The beloved died right in front of him, and where did he still have the idea of living alone.

The angel of the gods said angrily, "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." A palm print on the top of Yang Jiong's head. A strong force directly entered the depths of Yang Jiong's mind, shattering the cloud of his thoughts into pieces.