The strength of spiritual power determines a person's strength in terms of talismans, and now Lin Xiu, whose spiritual power is close to the Holy Realm, even if Yan Peixue steps into the Divine Realm, he can't deal with Lin Xiu's soul.

The gap between the two is like a chasm, two parallel lines that will never intersect.

Yan Peixue's talent in Taoism is very high, but it doesn't mean that his spiritual power is also very high, there are very few people like Lin Xiu's Taoism and spiritual power talent and comprehension.

It can be said that there is no one in ten million, when Yan Peixue seized this body, she thought that it was the will of heaven, how could Lin Xiu, who was in the fairyland, put it in his eyes.

Gradually, it was discovered that Lin Xiu had too many uncontrollable factors, and even the Purple and Black Divine Thunder could master it if he broke through the realm in a row, and this was not the most important thing.

The key is his existence, as if he has been influencing the trend of the world.

If this is the case, it will make him uneasy, if it wasn't for the appearance of that person back then, how could he fail, even Li Xiaoyao is the same.

"Is it done?" Yan Peixue asked impatiently.

Han Qi made a bitter face, thinking to himself that this matter is not so simple, it is a matter of the soul, if one is not handled well, he is the intruder, and I am afraid that he will be seriously injured if he suffers a backlash!

"Lord Demon King, this is a matter of the soul, the process has to be a little cumbersome, don't worry, so as not to hurt you." The nice words he said were good, but he didn't want him to keep competing, and he would be upset when he listened to it.

Yan Peixue thought about it too much, it was the same thing, if he was not injured, Han Zhu would be counterattacked, this was a bloody deal.

Yan Peixue, who finally quieted down, made Han Qi's heart a lot quieter.

Sometimes I really want to kill the demon king in front of me, but I really can't find someone who is stronger than the demon king, and Yan Peixue's existence can also be their biggest support.

Yan Peixue's time to go to the magic capital passed slowly, and the ghost grass and seven-colored pansies in the sky above the magic capital were a little unable to sit still.

At this time, whether it was Lin Xiu or Yan Peixue, there was only one key to Qingfeng Pavilion, and if it was lost, then Qingfeng Pavilion would be permanently closed.

"Why don't I go down and have a look?" Ghost Grass really couldn't sit still, and said worriedly.

"It shouldn't be necessary, if it's Yan Peixue, then we don't need to worry about it at all, not to mention that the four fierce beasts are a little afraid of him." Pansy analyzed.

The truth is so, but what the truth is, even the bottom of the pansy is not scored.

Southern Sword Saint Yan Pei Xue, a person who can be as famous as the Northern Sword Saint Li Xiaoyao, even if his strength is weak, he will not be afraid of the four fierce beasts.

The two of them who waited hard shook their heads dizzy in front of the door of Qingfeng Pavilion.

Finally, a figure appeared in the magic capital, and Yan Peixue at this time was full of anger.

Before leaving, he beat up the poor Han Zhu, and the news that the poor Han Zhu was beaten in the magic capital for a while all spread, and no one touched the mold, except for Chaos, of course.

He is not afraid of chaos beating him when he has rough skin and thick flesh, and that little joke attack can't hurt him.

Actually at the end, I told him about your situation, and I can't help it, doesn't that mean that he delayed for half a day in vain?

I didn't let him speak yet, and at this time, I thought about it too much, didn't I just want him to talk annoyingly.

On the spot, the sword qi was waiting, chasing Han Qi all over the house, and the house was enchanted under the arrangement, and he couldn't even run away if he wanted to.

The screams resounded through the magic capital......

After the depressed Han Qi broke through the enchantment, he wandered around the magic capital, trying to find out if there was anything that didn't open his eyes and let out his anger.

No one is a fool, the news of being beaten has long been spread throughout the Demon Capital, and who dares to touch the moldy head of Hanji.

Not to mention, it really made Han Qi meet a ......

It looks a little strange, his face is hideous, but he is more terrifying than him, and the half-demon next to him recognizes Lord Han Qi at a glance.

Just as he was about to kneel, the person next to him shouted: "Good dogs don't get in the way, bad dogs don't get out of the way, which kind of are you?" ”

The corner of his mouth smiled, how long had he been waiting, and finally saw someone who didn't open his eyes.

"I'm a vicious dog, the kind that specializes in biting and eating people." Han Qi said with a proud face.

Even the half-demon next to him was dumbfounded, and he had to use a dog as a metaphor for Mao? You are a parable, and you confess that you are a dog......

Could it be that Lord Hanqi was beaten up and his head was a little stupid?

"Oh, so you're a vicious dog." The sound on the vicious dog was obviously a little heavier, which made Han Qi suddenly realize.

"Hmph, sharp teeth, I'll see if your teeth are hard or my fists are hard." Han Zhu slammed his fist without any warning.

Changed to a half-demon man, this punch didn't even look at it clearly.

And Han Qi knew that there were very few pseudo-saints in the magic capital, not to mention the holy realm, of course, the fairy realm still existed, so the power of this punch was just at the level of the pseudo-holy realm.

The strange figure flashed, but he punched out, and the position of the attack was the shoulder.

That position is relatively fragile, and it is also easy to attack, seeing that the iron fist is about to fall, the speed of the Han Zhu has increased sharply, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, when did such a master appear in the magic capital?

When that punch was blasted out, it naturally merged into the demonic energy, and the way of attacking was very similar to that of the demon capital, and in the use of power, it was much stronger than many people in the demon capital.

In the magic capital, all the existences of the Shangzhen Immortal Realm have been recruited into the battle organization, could it be that there is still a fish that has slipped through the net?

It seems that the strength of this fish that slipped through the net is still quite strong, and its strength is lower than that of the Seven Great Knight Chiefs, but higher than most of the demon warriors.

"It's good, but the strength is still bad." Han said with a smile.

These words made him feel like he was mocking him, and he used fifty percent of his strength to prevent the other party from being hurt, after all, he was not a mortal enemy, so why should he make a dead move.

"Then you're tasting the punch!"

Riveting the strength of his whole body, he mobilized the demonic energy with a punch, and even the air was compressed to an explosion, and after the half-demon man next to him saw it, this is that he has ten lives that are not enough to fight!

"That's what it looks like!" Han Qi's fighting spirit also rose, and he slapped his palm on the strength of Zhen's fist, unloading seventy percent of his strength, and thirty percent of his strength in toughness.

This kind of strength made Zheng's eyes sink, the opponent's fighting skills and experience are very old-fashioned, and he can see the problem at a glance, and his hand keeps up with the strong fist style.

Even if the wind blade can cut through Hanji's arm, the next battle is a hard battle, or careless, I didn't expect to mention the steel plate!

"Watch my movements and don't get hurt." Han Qi's kind reminder was particularly harsh in Zhen's ears.

"Cut, let the horses come!"

Han Qi clasped his hands together, white light flashed, and in an instant, his arms turned into sharp wings, slashing in front of his eyes.

When he sensed the cold, he planned to block it with his hand, after all, the opponent was also an attack made by his hand.

As a result, his arms were slashed by the blade of a sword, and a red line appeared on both arms, bleeding scarlet blood.

It can't be healed with demonic qi and evil qi, which makes Zhen a little uncomfortable.

The wound was exposed to demonic energy, and the feeling of being eaten by turbidity was like a wound that would crack open again after healing, and it kept repeating, making his scalp tingle.

There is also the fact that the previous attack was clearly blocked, why did there be a sharp weapon cut!

(End of chapter)