Chapter 195: Soul Attachment Technique

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A red light fell from the sky, directly covering the head of the colorful tiger, and in the blood splashing, Xiaobao and the colorful tiger fought together, the red light flashed, and the tiger was extremely fast, and the tiger roared.

The old man saw that the tiger was actually stopped by a red bird, and was beaten by the red bird and screamed again and again, the smug smile on his face gradually receded, and he actually had the intention of retreating, but Yao Li brandished the real dragon spear and blocked his way.

The old man did not show any panic, but smiled strangely, unhurriedly inserted the folding fan behind his neck, clasped the knot seal with the fingers of both hands, and at the same time cut the palm with the nail of his thumb, and clenched his fist and shouted lightly in the flow of red blood: "Detention spirit clone, solve!" ā€

Dozens of shadows rushed out from various parts of the old man's body, and the shadows were like smoke, and there was no entity at all.

The shadows are of different shapes, humanoids, horses, and monkeys are full of them, crying, screaming, or wailing to surround Yaoli, Yaoli is like falling into hell, and at the same time as being pulled and bitten by the shadows, some shadows begin to sneak into Yaoli's spirit.

Hitomi is a bitter sea demon

Yao Li waved the real dragon spear in his hand to have no effect at all, the real dragon spear directly penetrated the shadow, and it couldn't stop the shadow from pulling and biting at all, so he had to launch the pupil technique.

The white pupils of the left eye that Yao Li opened receded, and a huge sea of waves appeared in the dark pupils, and a big black Buddha with three heads and six arms sat cross-legged on the undulating sea, his eyes closed, and the sound of chanting was everywhere.

The Pitch-Black Buddha opened his eyes suddenly, glanced at the old man, and shouted the word "Receive" in the darkness, and dozens of shadows were instantly shattered, and when the old man opened his eyes in the Pitch Black Buddha, his soul was shattered, and his eyes were dying of anger.

The colorful tiger lost the support of its owner, and with a wail, it turned into a wisp of afterimage and flew into the folding fan and disappeared.

Yaoli raised his left hand to cover his eyes, endured the dizziness and pain in his soul, opened his right eye as usual, glanced at the battlefield, stepped forward with some vague steps, and took off the ring and folding fan on the old man's finger, and ordered Xiaobao to destroy the corpse.

"I've been here for so long, and I haven't come out to help, do you still want to be a yellow bird who robs?"

Yao Li covered his left eye, holding the real dragon spear, and after the spirit locked on the comer, he asked suspiciously.

"You're very special, Qingfeng is very interested in the spirit fan, so"

The woman in yellow showed her figure, and said very plainly, she didn't mean to make a move, but Yaoli understood that under the woman's plain appearance, the craziest sea must be hidden.

The more bland and insipid a woman is, the harder it is to provoke, because there are very few things she cares about.

"Take it, go back and tell Qingfeng, it's a greeting gift!" Yao Li casually threw the "Detention Fan" to the woman in yellow, pretending to be generous, but the hand that had been covering his left eye did not let it go.

"But," the woman in yellow wanted to say and stopped.

"No, it's all from the medicine family, you even want a ring, I'm poor?" Yaoli covered his eyes and said with a tangled expression.

"That's it, if there is a magic trick in the ring, I hope to destroy it, such a vicious thing should not exist in the world!"

The woman in yellow blushed, quickly returned to flatness, reorganized her words, finished speaking flatly, and turned away without hesitation, as if she had not appeared.

"The turtle king eight mung beans, it's good to blush, or I thought it was a shell, but the wall-piercing technique really exists, back!"

Yao Li saw the woman in yellow disappear into Qiangzhong, sighed with surprise on his face, and at the same time finally put down the hand covering his left eye, greeted Xiaobao, and walked in the direction of the academy.

There was nothing left of this secluded place except flying ashes, but it was strange that the woman in yellow actually reappeared, standing in the middle of the secluded place.

"Hmph, if you can deceive others, do you still want to deceive me?" The woman in yellow said very blandly, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

"Young grandma help, as long as the young grandmother lets go of the old slave, the old slave is willing to go up the knife mountain and the oil pot for the young grandmother, and he will never give up!"

A wisp of black shadow was trampled under the feet of the woman in yellow, and she wailed, but she didn't struggle at all, because there was no struggle, and she was one realm away before she was alive, not to mention that now she was just a wisp of remnant soul.

"Let you live, it is the sorrow of the world, God is blind!"

The woman in yellow said cruel words in a flat tone, and a cluster of blue fire ignited under her feet, directly incinerating a wisp of the old man's remnant soul, she looked around again, and after making sure that nothing was missing, she walked into the wall and disappeared.

When Yaoli returned to the foot of the barren mountain, it was already sunset, and he was walking on the narrow road of the barren mountain with a real dragon spear on his back, and he scolded and complained:

"The turtle king eight mung beans, the dead fat man is already standing at the top of the world, why do you still walk this rotten road every day, is he a pig brain, don't you understand the truth of building roads first to get rich"

Every time he encounters a misty miasma, Yao Li will stretch the waist card in his hand forward, and it is extremely strange that the miasma will automatically retreat, showing a way out.

Yaoli knows that this is the legendary mountain protection array, as long as the ban is activated, he can resist the enemy outside the mountain gate, forcibly break in, and can't find the way up the mountain at all, he is likely to be trapped and killed by the miasma, or there are other secrets hidden under the miasma cover, but Yaoli doesn't know it.

There are only a few hours a day, it takes one and a half hours to go down the mountain, and it takes nearly three hours to go up the mountain.

On the way for more than four hours, Yao Li kept practicing the control of the Force, and the colorless Force in his hand was divided into five, sometimes turning into a big hand, and his fingers could beat flexibly like the real one, and sometimes turning into a colorless ball, when he was big, like a fist, and when he was small, like a hair, dripping and turning in the palm of his hand.

If the Thousand Faces teach is a solid foundation, then the Force control foundation is the embodiment and sublimation of the foundation, and the book explains that the Force can be transformed, provided that the divine soul is strong enough.

Not only can the Divine Soul perceive everything, but at the same time, the Divine Soul can also form a Force-like soul power, which can not only perceive, but also attack the opponent's Divine Soul like the Force.

It's just that because the secret method of cultivating soul power itself is extremely rare, and the human world didn't plunder much thousands of years ago, it became out of print, and it was only vaguely mentioned in the basis of Force control, and it was hastily done.

Soul power, as soon as the medicine came into contact, it was also very unfamiliar, because Qianmian had not mentioned it, but he was convinced that because the author of the book had written so much about the Force, the soul power would not be mentioned indiscriminately.