Chu Chunli sat quietly, not knowing why, the woman's intuition told her that someone was watching her all the time. She turned her eyes to look, only to see that no one was looking at her. It was strange, but her instinct told her very strongly that there was one, and that it was very close to her.

Gong Yina turned her eyes to look at the golden wildebeest next to her, and the golden wildebeest was also looking at her. She walked over and tentatively reached out to touch the smooth fur of the golden wildebeest.

"It's beautiful!"

The guy obviously understood, and rubbed Gong Yina's face affectionately.

Yang Yi glared at the golden hornebeest, and he was a little jealous of this guy. Raising his head and drinking the pure water in his hand, Yang Yi plunged into the lake and took a cold bath.

The water here is apparently specially purified to almost drinking standards, and only needs to be slightly processed with a purifier. Yang Yi almost suspected that it was the lustful golden wildebeest in front of him, and the spiritual power on its body was close to the healing light on Gong Yina's body, and it belonged to the same category of light power.

If it weren't for looking for his family, Yang Yi would almost want to stay and establish a pure water company here, and he would definitely make a fortune. Of course, this golden wildebeest must be indispensable among the free laborers, and as for the remuneration, it will be deprived!

Come to think of it, Yang Yi is just satisfying his psychological needs. However, the Zhang consortium must be very interested in this, so you might as well ......

So, a bold idea appeared in Yang Yi's mind. Once you succeed, you don't have to worry about money later. Whether it is Gong Yina or Chu Chunli, and those two ice demon beasts are all masters of burning money.

He felt the importance of spiritual power and decided to practice it diligently. During this period of continuous fighting, his body was always in a state of tension, and his potential seemed to be constantly stimulated, which was a good thing, but it was no longer as qualitative as before.

Yang Yi longed for a new breakthrough, although this was a luxury, a cultivator who could form a fourth-order cultivator was his goal before, but now, he had broken through to the late stage of the heaven-level top-grade peak realm, and he was already wandering outside the gate of the heaven-level peak realm.

However, now that he has begun to stagnate again, he can't help but feel a little lost. So, taking advantage of this time, Yang Yi is ready to try again to see if there is any possibility to achieve a new breakthrough.

It's a pity that after practicing the Nine Dragons for a while, there is no progress. He knew that it was his own reason that he couldn't really concentrate his aura, and the general outline of the Nine Dragons Jue clearly stated: no desire, no desire, and then do whatever he wanted......

Yang Yi is an open-minded person, and he is not in a hurry. The so-called "if you want to hurry, you can't reach it", if you accidentally go wrong because of your greed, it will make it the opposite.

There was no progress in the cultivation of spiritual power, so he turned to the exploration of martial arts.

Now that Yang Yi has been able to fully grasp the realm where the body precedes consciousness, what he needs to do is to further consolidate it. In order to have one more chance of victory in the next battle.

As soon as he grabbed the volley, the top-grade magic sword was in his hand, and the resistance in the water was extremely great, but Yang Yi was not affected at all, and there were waves rolling up in it.

The calm surface of the lake sparkled, and then the wind surged, and a dark whirlpool quickly took shape, gradually rolling up a storm. Yang Yi entered that wonderful realm, and for the first time, he felt that he had a chance to peek into the door of kendo.

Makeshift camp in the distance.

"Do you feel it?" Chu Chunli stared in the direction of the lake where Yang Yi was.

"It's that kind of spiritual power, just like the Dark Moon God. The old patriarch of the Heavenly Spirit Clan looked into the distance.

"It seems that even if he is not the Dark Moon God, he has an inextricable relationship with him. ”

"Yes, maybe his so-called family is ......"

"Dark Moon God!"

"Yes!" the old patriarch of the Heavenly Spirit Clan nodded. Then with a wave of his hand, he quickly galloped in the direction of the sword roaring......

"Good martial arts!"

Suddenly, the sound of an urn sounded, this kind of nasal sound, which made people sound like a burly man.

"What person?" Yang Yi felt two auras appear on a huge monkey tree not far away.

"Uninvited guests. The voice rang out again.

"What are you doing?" Yang Yi was already alert.

"I want to ask for a few tricks. ”

"I don't deal with strangers. Yang Yi immediately refused. Just now, when he was practicing martial arts, he forcibly used the last move in the sword technique, "Ten Thousand Swords to One", and suffered the backlash of spiritual power.

"My name is Chu Yunfei, he is Chu Yunpeng, and now we know each other. Before the words fell, two figures flashed out, two dark-skinned bald heads, African-American.

The other party couldn't help but say that facing Yang Yi was a punch.

Yang Yi didn't hesitate anymore, raised his sword and stabbed. However, as soon as he tried to activate the sword, he immediately felt as if his body had been evacuated, and he felt dizzy.

Chu Yunfei's position and palm angle were unconventional, and Yang Yi wanted to dodge or block, but it was too late. had to turn sideways and let the back shoulder be slapped hard, which made Yang Yi's blood surge, and at the same time, a cold qi immediately invaded Yang Yi's body. Yang Yi's throat couldn't help but be slightly sweet, and his nose smelled blood.

However, after the double stimulation of the smell of blood and the cold, Yang Yi's brain began to be unexpectedly excited, and the sword in his hand danced more violently and faster, desperately killing the other party. And the more fierce the battle, the whole person seems to be enchanted, and his hands and feet are completely uncontrolled by the brain nerves. Yang Yi suddenly woke up, this is the spiritual root is backlashing!

The family explained in the parchment scroll that due to some special reasons, a small number of people in the fusion period after absorbing the spiritual root, if they are stimulated by external shocks, there will be a phenomenon of the spiritual root controlling the host. In other words, Yang Yi will become the sojourn of the spiritual root, gradually losing its nature, until Yang Yi's physical energy is exhausted and he is about to die, and the spiritual root will leave Yang Yi's body on its own and transfer to someone else.

Chu Yunfei didn't expect this to happen, and was immediately attacked in a hurry, dodging again and again. However, the martial arts that Linggen automatically attacked were all killer moves that could not be used before.

These martial arts need to be used in conjunction with true qi, and it is meaningless to have a form alone, so I have to keep it in my heart. I didn't think that when the spiritual power in my body couldn't be transmitted normally, I was sent out by the ghost, and the power was extremely great.

The sword in Yang Yi's hand had already turned into a bloody shadow, circling around Chu Yunfei, and it didn't take long for him to hit several swords in a row, and he was embarrassed.

Chu Yunpeng, who was fighting fiercely with others over there, felt bad when he saw this, and hurriedly left the man and swung his sword and flew towards Yang Yi. His sword was so fast that it was almost impossible to see, and he could only rely on instinct to swing his martial arts.

Bite!

There was a sound of metal clashing, and the right hand holding the sword was cut out, and blood gushed out. Looking at the extent of the wound, it almost broke. The opponent's huge arm strength made Yang Yi secretly complain, and his entire arm lost consciousness in an instant, and the armor-piercing sword in his hand almost fell off.

Chu Yunpeng succeeded in one blow, and without waiting for Yang Yi to breathe, the second sword carried the cold wave of qi and attacked Yang Yi like a tide. With such a fierce offensive, if Yang Yi was just killing himself, he quickly withdrew the arm that was about to stretch out again. However, what made Yang Yi desperate was that his arm didn't obey the call at all, and he just handed it out.

At this critical juncture, the mysterious eavesdropper rushed into the fighting arena and slapped Chu Yunpeng twice with Yang Yi's martial arts - the other party's movements and body shape first entered Yang Yi's eyes, and Yang Yi immediately recognized him as Chu Yunpeng. Obviously, he recognized Yang Yi early on, otherwise he would not have risked saving him.

The power of the combination of the two swords and palms of the master and apprentice is naturally not the same as before, if Chu Yunpeng wants to deal with Yang Yi, Chu Yunpeng's flying palms will definitely hit him.

Seeing that the timing was wrong, Chu Yunpeng had no choice but to give up the attack, withdraw his sword and return to defense, and the pressure on Yang Yi's body suddenly decreased a lot. However, Yang Yi's offensive did not decrease slightly, his limbs were driven by the spiritual root, and he stabbed at Chu Yunpeng with one sword after another, and the sword and sword were necessary to attack him. and Chu Yunpeng helped out. In an instant, Chu Yunpeng had been killed, and he was in danger.

Chu Yunfei, who had just taken a few breaths, noticed the defeat of his companion, and immediately rejoined the battle group regardless of the injuries on his body, specially greeting those who also used their palms, and soon formed a two-on-two situation.

But this is only temporary. Since Chu Yunfei was not far from Yang Yi, when he attacked Chu Yunpeng, his palm wind would inevitably affect Yang Yi. Sensing this threat, the spiritual root on Yang Yi's body actually began to attack their master and apprentice at the same time. But in this way, Yang Yi undoubtedly hindered Chu Yunpeng. And because of the haste of the matter, Chu Yunpeng didn't have time to completely regain his palm power.

The result was obvious, the armor-piercing sword in Yang Yi's hand suddenly changed its move and pulled up three sword flowers, and attacked the three bodyguards separately regardless of friend or foe. Chu Yunpeng and their master and apprentice are okay, they are already in a hostile state with Yang Yi, plus Yang Yi is one against three, and the power distributed to everyone is much weaker than at the beginning. The two of them had already defused Yang Yi's offensive without wasted their efforts, and Chu Yunpeng also saw the opportunity to stab Chu Yunpeng with a sword.

However, for him, Yang Yi's sword made him suffer. Where did he guard against Yang Yi would attack him, he was immediately caught off guard, and he was in a hurry, and he had to beware of Chu Yunpeng's attack. Of course, he knew the sharpness of the sword in Yang Yi's hand, he couldn't avoid it, so he had no choice but to tip his right foot on the ground, and quickly jumped out of the battle group, and he couldn't help but curse in his mouth: "You're crazy!"

Yang Yi wanted to explain to him, but he opened his mouth and didn't make a sound. Because the entire body is no longer under Yang Yi's control from head to toe, it is completely impossible to even smile, let alone open his mouth to speak. If you don't have the brain left, you can think. Yang Yi really doubted that he was dead. This is really bitter and unspeakable!

Just when Yang Yi thought so, Chu Yunpeng's master and apprentice teamed up to attack Yang Yi again, although there was a spiritual root driving Yang Yi's limbs to fight back strongly, but two fists were hard to beat four hands, and they were all master-level figures. In a moment, Yang Yi couldn't resist it, and three or four strands of cold qi penetrated into his body, opening up a new battlefield in Yang Yi's body, and fighting fiercely with Yang Yi's own spiritual root, and the body was cold and cold, making Yang Yi miserable.

Since a part of the spiritual roots were divided into the body, the spiritual roots distributed in the limbs were suddenly much less, and Yang Yi's offensive was quickly and completely disintegrated. Seeing that Yang Yi was about to die, Chu Yunpeng, who was hesitating on the side, did not dare to delay any longer, and desperately came to the rescue again. However, by the time he pounced, it was too late. Chu Yunpeng suddenly slapped Yang Yi's chest with his left hand, and Yang Yi's whole person immediately flew out.

It was cold and scorching, and since the two different spiritual powers filled the whole body, coupled with the backlash left before, they were ignited in an instant, making Yang Yi lose consciousness in an instant.

The biting cold wind hunts and blows, and the snow is everywhere you look, and the occasional bare red rock formations are intertwined. Clouds of thick fog mixed with a faint vapor of water slowly rose, enveloping the entire area in a vast blur.

The forest is cold, desolate, and uninhabited......

Being carried across the extremely cold glaciers, the biting cold wind cutting his cheeks, Yang Yi felt the coldness in the depths of his soul.

After arriving here, the Fire King's expression suddenly became much more solemn, and even Yang Yi's questions were rarely answered, and it seemed that he had completely become a different person.