Ye Lingyu shuddered, could it be that this was the spiritual power sealed in his body? Don't be kidding, if this sea is full of spiritual power, if it really waits for it to burst out one day, wouldn't he die so much that he doesn't even have scum left.

Although he was shocked, he had not forgotten his original purpose. Sink your mind and try to sense these spiritual powers, but find that these spiritual powers are not moved at all. Although these spiritual powers existed in his dantian, they did not belong to him.

What is this? It's like a master who has passed on his life's cultivation to him, but he can't use it.

Ye Lingyu was indignant and could guess the reason at the same time, after all, everyone's spiritual power attributes are different, and the attributes of these spiritual powers cannot be integrated with themselves.

Since they can't be called, assimilate them and assimilate them into their own attributes. The cultivation of martial artists is also to absorb spiritual power from between heaven and earth and assimilate into their own bodies, and the two are similar in practice.

Ye Lingyu gritted his teeth at the moment, and imagined that he had a pair of hands when he looked inward. Pick up the seawater in your hand and pour it into your body. The spiritual power poured into his body, part of it merged with himself, and the other part was blocked.

Obviously, what can be integrated with oneself is assimilated by oneself.

Ye Lingyu had never undergone any cultivation guidance, and originally tried it with the mentality of becoming a benevolent if he didn't succeed, but he didn't expect it to be really successful.

However, it is no wonder that the spiritual power that exists in his dantian is not known how many times thicker than the thin spiritual power in the air. Even if you don't know how to absorb it, just contact can integrate spiritual power into your body.

The assimilated spiritual power was mobilized, and it was mobilized from the dantian to the limbs, and Ye Lingyu could feel a warm current flowing down the limbs.

With a hard foot, the speed increased a few points in vain.

Shi Hu opened his mouth wide in the back: "Hey, your grandma's, it's a thief." Wait for Lao Tzu to catch you and break your legs. ”

The two of them rushed out of the city in one go, Ye Lingyu, who was running in front, was sweating profusely, and Shi Hu in the back was also running out of breath, running for such a long time, even if the two of them had spiritual support, they couldn't hold on.

Outside the city was a dense jungle, and the sound of murmuring water could be heard next to it.

The distance between the two was only ten meters, and the distance was constantly shortening.

Ye Lingyu was already running desperately, but for the first time he mobilized his spiritual power, he was not skilled enough, and it was already the limit to run here, and his speed was getting slower and slower.

Seeing this, Shi Hu threw the saber in his hand fiercely. The long knife drew a sharp arc, flew past Ye Lingyu's feet, and plunged deep into the dirt on the ground.

Ye Lingyu was startled, and his footsteps paused slightly. Shi Hu seized this opportunity, puffed up the spiritual power of his whole body, and swooped forward, grabbing Ye Lingyu's waist and knocking Ye Lingyu to the ground.

The two hugged each other and rolled forward five or six meters before stopping.

Ye Lingyu's face was covered with dirt, and he scolded in a low voice, struggling to get up. But before he could stand up, he was trampled back to the ground by a big foot.

"Little rabbit, you should run away for grandpa again. Shi Hu's beard twitched along with his cheeks, and his angry eyes made his expression look terrifying.

Shi Hu was really angry, such a kid who had never cultivated actually made himself spend so much effort.

He reached out to the side and made a gesture, and the long knife stuck in the soil flew straight back into his hand.

"Spiritual power is released!" Ye Lingyu's eyes widened.

The release of spiritual power is something that only a martial artist of the Yellow Order can do.

"Oh, you kid is still a little knowledgeable, and I'm not afraid to tell you, Lao Tzu, I am a martial artist on the first level of the Yellow Order, and an ordinary person like you, I can pinch a piece to death with one hand. ”

He didn't exaggerate what he said, although he was only at the bottom of the Yellow Rank martial arts, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it was also an insurmountable mountain.

"You, a kid who is not even a martial artist, dare to compete in front of me? If I were you, I would obediently wash my neck and be killed. Shi Hu smiled strangely, raised the long knife in his hand, and pointed the tip of the knife at Ye Lingyu's chest.

He didn't care whether this kid had a gambling contract with the prince, and he didn't care if the prince wanted to ask him about it. Anyway, no one around saw it, a small commoner, if he kills it, he will kill it. When he went back to his life, it was a big deal to make up an excuse casually, presumably the prince would not punish himself for such a small person.

The long knife stabbed down in the air, and the earthy yellow spiritual power enveloped the blade. With such a blow, it is more than enough to pierce the steel.

Seeing that he was about to be stabbed, Ye Lingyu suddenly hugged Shi Hu's ankles tightly with both hands, and twisted his body suddenly, allowing himself to break free from his feet.

Shi Hu was also deflected by his sudden move, and his feet staggered.

"I'm still struggling when I'm dying. Shi Hu shouted and kicked out fiercely, hitting Ye Lingyu's lower abdomen.

Ye Lingyu snorted, and the whole person flew out upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and slammed into a tree trunk.

With a kick from the Yellow Rank Martial Artist with all his strength, even a stone in front of him should have been kicked to pieces, not to mention Ye Lingyu's body.

Ye Lingyu slid down the trunk of the tree, and the blood in his mouth overflowed uncontrollably one by one.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Shi Hu smiled cruelly. He had long seen that this kid was not pleasing to the eye, and he didn't dare to make too much trouble in front of the prince, but now...... This kid isn't just letting himself knead and round.

"If you don't have the ability, you still want to succeed? If you don't have the ability, you dare to be arrogant? There are some people in this world that you can never afford to provoke. Who do you think you are? If I tell you to kneel, you will kneel, if I ask you to take things out, you will offer them with both hands, I will let you die, and you will not complain!"

Shi Hu roared as he picked up the steel knife in his hand.

"The strong in this world are respected, this is the last truth that Lao Tzu taught you. If you are reincarnated in the next life, when you see you, Uncle Shihu remembers to bypass it far away. ”

With a hideous look on his face, he grabbed Ye Lingyu in the air, and a stream of spiritual power burst out from his body, enveloping Ye Lingyu. Then he pulled hard, and Ye Lingyu flew over.

This is the effect of the use of spiritual power, just like Shi Hu grabbing a long knife in the air.

Seeing Ye Lingyu flying, the long knife in Shi Hu's hand stabbed forward with all his strength, and the tip of the knife pierced the air, with a hoarse sound.

Seeing that he was about to stab Ye Lingyu in the chest......

Are you going to die? would you actually die in such a wretched way, Ye Lingyu's eyes flowed with a trace of sadness.

He wasn't afraid of death, as early as when he left Ye Mansion at that time, he already had no attachment to this world. But as soon as he thought of An Junfeng's face, and when he remembered that his mother's only relic was still in the hands of that kind of person, there was a nameless karmic fire burning in his heart.

The long knife was clearly in front of him, and the Grim Reaper had already dropped his scythe. But Ye Lingyu's eyes became more and more vicious at this time, his teeth were clenched, and his face was fierce like a beast, and his expression was clearly wanting to bite off a piece of flesh from the god of death.

He doesn't care if he dies or not, anyway, there is nothing in this world that makes him nostalgic, but he is really unwilling to die like this, even if he wants to go to that world, he has to drag two to the funeral.

The anger that was so strong that it could not be dissolved came to my mind, and the anger in my heart was ignited, which was hotter and more resentful than the flame of heaven's punishment.

And at this moment, something suddenly broke open in my mind! It felt like something had broken out of its cocoon, and everything in front of me became clear.

Ye Lingyu felt as if he was in a void, the jungle, the stone tiger, the long knife, everything disappeared, and an inexplicable text suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was as if a scroll of Sen Luo was slowly opening in front of him, the monks were chanting ancient scriptures in his ears, and the bronze bell was ringing in the twilight.

"Heaven is punishing, ten thousand demons are present, the world is devastated, and the demon lord is out. A series of twelve large characters appeared on the scroll, and the large characters emitted a dark golden light, undulating like waves with the scroll. And under these twelve words, there is another text, and the beginning of the text is the three big characters of "Ten Thousand Magic Tips"!

"Ten Thousand Magic Tricks. Ye Lingyu muttered to himself.

It was a cultivation method.

The cultivation of a martial artist is not only the improvement of his own realm, but also the method of his own cultivation.

These techniques can complement the user's combat power in different aspects, and if the cultivation techniques are good enough, they can even allow the martial artist to cross the level to face the enemy.

The Ten Thousand Demon Recipe was like an imprint, deeply imprinted in Ye Lingyu's mind. As soon as it appeared, Ye Lingyu knew its source, and this Ten Thousand Magic Recipe actually came with Heavenly Punishment.

When the Ten Thousand Demon Trick appeared, Ye Lingyu was only awake in a trance for a moment, and the law decision also began to operate autonomously along the meridians at this moment.

The sharp long knife thrust forward, and the momentum was unabated. But at the moment when it was attached to Ye Lingyu's chest, a black flame ignited in front of the long knife.

The flame was only the size of a little finger, but it forcibly blocked the castration of the long knife.

Shi Hu only felt as if he had hit a hard city wall, and the whole person fell and flew out. And the long knife in his hand also turned into a puddle of molten iron and splashed in the air.

Shi Hu flew five or six meters upside down, his back down, and fell on the ground. hummed on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

In terms of the physique of a yellow-rank martial artist, if he just fell, it would not have any impact at all. But the shock from the black flame made his internal organs shift a little.

All that remained of his hand was a bare hilt, and his entire arm holding the knife had been burned to the flesh by the heat. His face was as red as a steamed crab, his Adam's apple twitched a few times, and he opened his mouth to spit out a pool of black blood.

He hadn't even figured out what was going on, and when he looked again, he found that Ye Lingyu was already standing in front of him.

Ye Lingyu looked down at him from top to bottom, his eyes were cold, and he was not angry. The aura emanating from his body was like a sharp knife, the tip of the knife had already pressed against Shi Hu's throat, he only needed to take a step forward, and the tip of the knife could penetrate the opponent.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, their identities have been reversed.

There were black flames floating around Ye Lingyu, which was deeper black than the night sky.

In the dark, Shi Hu felt as if he was being targeted by some hideous monster, no, it was more terrifying than that, maybe something like a desperate ghost.

Just looked at Ye Lingyu for a moment, and his heart was cold, and every time he beat with coldness and fear.

Ye Lingyu leaned down slightly, but he obviously didn't want to lean over to comfort this frightened man. He raised his fist and slammed it into Shi Hu's side face, and the fist swung with a scorching strong wind, smashing on his cheek, and there was the sound of bones shattering.