Dong Zhaokang is worthy of being the reserve candidate of Daozi, as the most competitive core disciple in the first peak, his qualifications, temperament, potential, cultivation techniques, secret techniques, etc. are all of the top grade, because the realm is suppressed by the seal, and he doesn't want to fight hard, so even if he wins, he can't show his own strength, and even among the thirty-six peaks, more than 100 Daozi reserve monks and core disciples, only a very small part of them have opened up the space of the Purple Mansion Lingtai.

And Dong Zhaokang wanted to make no effort, he still wanted to be powerful, and he wanted to maintain a kind of mystery, coupled with his contempt for Ganoderma lucidum from the bottom of his heart, he directly adopted this method that was sudden and stable, intending to directly subdue Ganoderma lucidum and plant the heart demon soul seed.

Lingzhi was on the platform of the Yanzhan array, the tears in his eyes were like a layer of smart ink phantom, covering the coldness in his eyes, and his weak and boneless posture was even more trembling and thin, anyone who saw it couldn't help but want to take care of it, the spiritual power of the two attributes in Lingzhi's body reciprocated with each other, winding and climbing like two dragons, causing the spiritual power outside the body to continue to rise and fluctuate, and Lingzhi was not stupid and did not take action.

As if unintentionally or inadvertently, the fingertips were shining with wisps of spiritual light, throwing them around, in Dong Zhaokang's eyes, it was more like a dying butterfly, not flying in the sky, but drowning in the water, doing in vain.

Dong Zhaokang's steps approached slowly, making cautious temptations, under the Yanzhan array, the monks with good vision looked more and more solemn, and many monks in the early stage of foundation building looked nervous, as if they were about to be defeated in the next moment.

At the top of Yun Qiao Peak, Shen Qi Dao and Zhu Chengyi did not express any nervousness, for the two great monks of the Yuan Dynasty, even if Lingzhi was very important, they would not sympathize with it because of their weakness, after all, in the world of monks, personal weakness is the original sin, and no one can be expected to change this weakness, if they can't rise up by themselves, then no matter how good their qualifications are, they can't achieve the Great Dao.

Dong Zhaokang is like a cunning fox, but his cultivation is only in the late stage of foundation building after all, and the power of the divine soul is not inexhaustible, with his meager and weak divine soul ability, as time goes by, his complexion also shows a slight abnormal flush, and his sideburns are oozing dripping sweat stains, but in order to perhaps be arrogant from the heart, he should have immediately stopped changing his means and used more common spiritual power to subdue the enemy, but Dong Zhaokang stubbornly continued to approach and exert the power of the divine soul to affect the lingzhi, wanting to plant the seed of the demon soul once and for all, and completely complete the first divine soul secret method casting。

Let's click, one step at a time, Dong Zhaokang broke into three feet in front of Lingzhi, gritted his teeth, and the light in his eyes bloomed, as if he was a messenger from the region, and suddenly opened his mouth and drank violently.

"Soul slave, when will you wait if you don't obey?"

In Dong Zhaokang's hideous eyes, a pair of cool and thorough, with smart and pure eyes, seemed to penetrate the Purple Mansion Lingtai and descended directly on the soul.

The tears in Lingzhi's eyes are indeed the revelation of his true heart, because Dong Zhaokang's secret technique of the soul evokes some of the past time, there are joys and sorrows, which makes Lingzhi's originally soft heart ripple, thus covering the coldness in his eyes. When it comes to the power of the soul, Lingzhi has Zhou Hao's full cultivation, and the master Lotus Fairy has taught it, and its exercises itself use spiritual power as a medium to inspire the power of the soul and amplify its unique power.

This is like a person who is not affected by the enemy, but always has to pretend to be controlled by others, Lingzhi itself also insists on extremely hard, in order to create a passive and helpless appearance, has to suppress the consciousness and the body's own defensive reaction, but also to ensure that they are at the right time, to make a defense to ensure their own safety, but also must paralyze the enemy at the same time, to win the opportunity to win.

Therefore, the spiritual power technique that Lingzhi unintentionally threw out was actually a secret technique derived from the master Lotus Fairy, which was similar to Dong Zhaokang's secret technique, but its effect was psychedelic, and disturbed the enemy's mind at the moment when his mind was relaxed.

Dong Zhaokang's violent voice did not fall, Lingzhi's eyes were full of murderous intent, between the lightning and flint, the left palm was slightly raised, and a faint wooden thorn, like a poisonous snake dispatching, cut through the sound barrier and stabbed straight out.

Dong Zhaokang was cautious again and again, the smile on the corner of his mouth just bloomed, but it suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth, his slightly tired eyes were full of shock and anger, the deadly warning in his heart screamed wildly, and in an instant, cold sweat wet the robe, and the oncoming blue color occupied all the eyes in front of him, making people desperate.

The mana was full of force, almost in a desperate way, and the meridians were mobilized by the too rough spiritual power, and it was like tearing pain inch by inch, and the palms were trying to converge towards the eyebrows and the spiritual platform, and at the same time, the upper body drove the head, and suddenly fell backwards, trying to protect the purple mansion spiritual platform.

"Oops!"

"Ahh

Under the battle array, the jaw of the ground was shocked in an instant, and the original boring battle, but at the last moment, seeing that a beautiful female cultivator was about to become a slave, but there was a shocking reversal, and the woman who was originally like a lamb to be slaughtered exploded all over the ground, and it turned out that everything was just a disguise.

On the tip of Lingzhi's palm, there was a hint of murderous blue color, breaking through the space, with an indomitable ruthlessness, and wanted to pierce Dong Zhaokang through the hall.

Snorting, as if he had pierced a genuine product, at the cost of self-injury to the meridians, and at the cost of encountering backlash, Dong Zhaokang reluctantly avoided the ruthlessness of Ganoderma lucidum, and saved his life for a while, panting heavily in his mouth, splashing a trace of spiritual blood foam from time to time, and his face was sallow as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

The hot pain at the eyebrows and soul platform forced Dong Zhaokang to frantically urge the spiritual power, as the core disciple of one of the thirty-six peaks, his spiritual root qualification is undoubtedly an excellent single spiritual root, Lingzhi succeeded in one blow, and the footsteps rushed forward, and the originally solid and blue wood thorns instantly turned into countless life-seeking stingers, rushing out.

However, after only taking three steps, he had to stop, and the wooden thorns that were shooting one after another disappeared into the gloomy clouds like poisonous smoke in front of him, making a dull sound, but this gloomy poisonous mist effectively prevented Lingzhi from pursuing and winning.

Therefore, after sending out several attacks that did not work, Lingzhi temporarily stopped his attacks and retreated.

Zhou Hao was a little puzzled, even if he had a little guess, but he was not sure, fortunately, there was a crane beside him who was tired but proficient in everything, only to see that this guy first exclaimed, shouting that the girl beware, the voice was like a male goose competing for the leader in the flock of geese, high and domineering, and then Lingzhi instantly reversed the tide of battle, this guy was a burst of eyebrows and dancing, as if Lingzhi was turned from danger to safety because of his encouragement.

However, Crane Wuwu still has a lot of vision and insight, Dong Zhaokang was counterattacked and Lingzhi counterattacked, although he did not achieve a victory, but he almost lost hope of victory, if it were not for his spiritual root weird, Lingzhi did not know the truth and reality, could not be cracked at the first time, and could not allow the other party to take the opportunity to breathe.

In the final analysis, it is the Lingzhi own spiritual root qualification that limits her lack of attack power, and the monks of the same level, even if they are the best in the same level, can win the battle, but Dong Zhaokang's identity, as well as the means of strength, are much higher, although the spiritual power of the realm is suppressed at this moment, it does not mean that his awareness of the enemy is weakened, and the gap between the two people's own strength is enough to wipe out Lingzhi's calculations.

After a worry-free explanation, Zhou Hao understood that this Dong Zhaokang is actually an extremely rare yin attribute spiritual root among the best single spirit roots, and if such a physique is changed to a female cultivator, it may be even more terrifying, but as a man, although it is also a superb spirit root, it has a slight flaw, so his cultivation path is distorted, although the way of yin and yang complements each other, but yin and yang will also become fatal poison.

For example, Dong Zhaokang has an incomplete inheritance of his own exercises, and can only practice exercises with yin and cold attributes to eliminate the conflicts brought by his own male body, which has formed a trace of yang poison in the power of yin spirit, but on the surface, it is like a gloomy poisonous mist, although this kind of spiritual power is full of attack power, and it also has corrosive and difficult attributes, but it also makes itself difficult to control and control.

Therefore, this time Dong Zhaokang made a mistake first, intending to use his secret hand to subdue Lingzhi to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by his own spiritual power, and it also shows that the timing of the conflict between him and Lingzhi is very wrong, and he himself may be at a threshold that is about to break through, so he is desperately making a move, at this time, he is breathing rapidly the discrete heaven and earth aura in the air, and his eyes are staring at Lingzhi's delicate face.

The gloom and viciousness in the eyes can almost wring out the water, the corners of the mouth, the center of the eyebrows, and even the nostrils and the roots of the ears are all traces of blood, and it can be seen that this injury has hurt the foundation, but despite this, a pair of slaps with a dark color still maintain a thick cloud and keep squirming.

Dong Zhaokang: "Okay, good, good, I underestimated you, just a woman in the early stage of foundation building, hidden so deeply, Dong wrote it down, but if you think you want to win based on this, I'm afraid you will be disappointed!"

Lingzhi chuckled: "The seniors said that they laughed, they just dealt with it properly, but they did their best, you see, isn't the attack after the juniors not able to help the seniors?"

Dong Zhaokang: "Hmph! It's really naïve, do you think that with your spiritual power and spells, you want to easily break my protection?" Wishful thinking, Uncle Ben will give you one last chance, kneel down, surrender to Ben Shao, sign the master-servant contract, Ben Shao will spare you from death, otherwise you will ......"

Lingzhi's small hand lightly covered his chest, with a timid and frightened look, and said: "Oh! The predecessors are really fierce! You see, you want me to be a slave, but even I can't defeat me, so even if I agree, the monks up and down this sect will not die of laughter, otherwise, I can't break through your defense, then I won't attack, anyway, it's a waste of spiritual power, or you attack again, as long as you can break through my defense, then I don't need you to say, how about I agree to be your slave?"