"Who?"

Lin Yi was vigilant and looked around, except for the flames, it was difficult to find anything else. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The voice sounded again, and said, "People from the ancient family, I didn't expect to meet here. ”

Is it talking about yourself?

"Who the hell are you, why don't you come out and speak?" Lin Yi asked again.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the depths of the cave, and an illusory figure rushed towards Lin Yi.

The foot 'chasing the wind and thunder' is used, one sideways, dodging the past.

"So fast!" Lin Yi's face was solemn, staring at the target.

"Tut, I didn't expect that there would be such a weak disciple in the ancient family, it seems that apart from the martial soul, you don't have much bloodline. ”

The phantom in front of him was a winged flying pterodactyl, and if you look closely, it seems to be somewhat similar to the previous long-winged dragon.

"It's okay, weak is a little weaker, but if you devour your ancient martial soul, you can also restore me a lot of vitality. ”

After speaking, the phantom rushed towards Lin Yi.

Lin Yi activated his body technique and wanted to dodge, but the whole person seemed to be firmly locked and couldn't move, so he could only watch the phantom approach.

"Soul Attack!"

Lin Yi knew very well that it was powerful, although it was not like an ordinary attack, which would cause direct damage to his own body, but it could deal a major blow to a person's soul.

The Bishu Martial Spirit has established a connection with itself and is deeply rooted in its own soul, if it is devoured by others, its soul and soul power will inevitably be damaged, and when the time comes, it will either become dementia or become mentally ill.

I saw a flash of inspiration, and the phantom did not enter the center of my eyebrows. When the flying pterosaur saw Lin Yi's knowledge of the sea, the blue tree martial soul grew thick and lush, and immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"When I devour this green tree, there is no need to wait for a thousand years, as long as I cultivate for a hundred years, I will be able to reshape my body, the little **** of Ling Qing Palace, at that time, I will let you know how powerful Grandpa is!"

"What!"

Hearing the words of the Flying Pterodactyl, Lin Yi knew that the phantom in front of him was the Giant Winged Wyvern who knew that his body had been destroyed.

Before the body was destroyed, the light that flew out seemed to have escaped here, but unfortunately, it was touched by himself.

I wanted to pick up its flesh and sell it for money, but I didn't want it to become a meal on its plate.

"No, you can't sit still!" Lin Yi stabilized his mind, he finally found his talent, and naturally he was unwilling to lose it again, without the blessing of the Bishu Martial Spirit, I am afraid that this purple-black flame will soon be burned to ashes.

The Flying Wing Dragon felt Lin Yi's soul fluctuations, and said disdainfully: "Boy, my true body is a Hanhai Realm cultivator, even if my physical body is destroyed, the current soul power strength is at the peak of the Condensation Realm, just rely on you? The soul power of the eighth layer of the Foundation Building Realm, even if there is a martial soul blessing, then what can I do?"

After speaking, he opened a big mouth and gnawed at the green tree.

Lin Yi didn't dare to delay, sat cross-legged, concentrated, and formed a handprint in his hand, and soon, in Lin Yi's sea of knowledge, an illusory villain who was exactly the same as Lin Yi appeared.

"Well, boy, there's a kind, see if I even ate with you!" The Flying Pterodactyl didn't say a word, and attacked first.

Lin Yi did not show weakness, after all, this is his home field, and he used 'chasing the wind and thunder' to dodge quickly.

The difference in strength between the two is too great, and if they fight head-on, Lin Yi will undoubtedly lose. Therefore, Lin Yi adopted flexible guerrilla tactics, wanting to take advantage of the unpreparedness of the Flying Pterodactyl and kill it in one fell swoop.

However, the Flying Pterodactyl is an ancient race that has inherited ancient memories, so the ancestor's years of combat experience have long been inherited from his blood.

At the mouth of the flying pterodactyl, a ring of fire gathered, and it opened its mouth to spray, and a powerful stream of fire rushed straight towards Lin Yi.

"Not good!"

Lin Yi turned around to dodge, but he was still grazed by the fire, and a heavy scorching smell came to his face.

This flying pterodactyl, both in speed and combat experience, is far beyond Lin Yi's imagination, and its intelligence is no different from that of humans.

"No, if this continues, I will definitely die. ”

Lin Yi suddenly remembered that the body of this flying pterosaur was destroyed, and all that was left was the residual divine sense, which belonged to the soul body. And his own Bishu martial soul can specifically absorb energy bodies, isn't this flying pterosaur in the sea of knowledge a good nourishment for Bishu martial soul?

Lin Yi snorted coldly, recited a mantra, and the Bishu Martial Spirit was sensitive, and the thick branches surrounded the Flying Wing Dragon.

"En?" The Flying Pterodactyl was startled, never expecting that the Bishu Martial Spirit would have such a wonderful use.

By the time he could react, countless branches had surrounded him, and he was firmly imprisoned, unable to move.

"Boy, let me go!" the Flying Pterodactyl scolded.

"Let go of you, hehe, I'm not so stupid, your soul body, but my martial soul is a good nourishment!" Lin Yi sneered, controlling the martial soul, and was about to absorb the flying pterodactyl.

Feeling the powerful suction force of the Bishu Martial Soul, the soul of the Flying Pterodactyl was forcibly torn apart, and the already damaged soul was even more dying at this time.

"Please let me go, as long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you a big secret!" The flying pterodactyl's uncontrollable wail, the instinct to survive, made him give up the dignity that the ancient giant beast clan valued most.

Among their ancient people, they considered themselves arrogant and sacred, and could never bow down to lowly humans, but in the face of life and death, the flying pterosaur chose to compromise.

"Tell me about it, if it's really good for me, maybe I can consider letting you live. ”

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