Luo Yu's eyes were slightly condensed, this Owens is indeed a rare opponent.

Ordinary martial artists pay attention to the strength of their physique and strength, and rarely pay attention to mental power, but Owens cultivates both physical strength and mental power.

This gives Owens a spirit that is extremely rare in a warrior.

Yuan Lu is in the soul, the inner world of spiritual power is highly concentrated, although it cannot be equated with the Yuan Shen, but it does have a lot of strange and unpredictable abilities.

The kind of dark flame that Owens was burning all over his body at this moment was inspired from the Yuan Spirit, which would not only heal Owens' injuries, but even dissolve Yuehua.

"The hidden strength of the Dark Sith is really terrifying!"

Ji Laojiu was deeply shocked, if he deliberately touted this person just now because he was dissatisfied with Luo Yu, then now, he was really completely impressed by the other party's strength.

In the next second, Owens, who repaired his fatal wounds in an amazing way, seemed to be a different person.

His figure, under the control of his mind, flashed into the air in an instant like a scattered immortal teleportation, and then, the dark flames on his body quickly gathered in his hand and condensed into a huge fire knife!

"Luo Xianyu, look at the move!"

Owens' fire knife swung out violently, and the black flames instantly surged out like a wave of fire from hell.

"I know where I'm with Owens. ”

Seeing this scene, Ye Ling was stunned, and then said with relief: "It's Yuanluo!"

"Yuanluo?" Feng Wu and Dieshuang looked curious.

"That's right, it's Yuanluo!"

Ye Ling was full of helplessness and sighed: "Martial artists usually only regard the substantive strength as the core of the battle, and they despise the ethereal power, thinking that it is too much to use. ”

"Mental power is like this, you all know that there are some powerful people with strong mental power, just through the thoughts released by mental power, they can manipulate objects and even kill enemies. ”

"However, in the eyes of our martial arts powerhouses, ideas are just small tricks, and their lethality is very limited. ”

Speaking of this, Ye Ling recalled: "I think back then, the Zen master once reminded me that martial arts cultivation outside to practice the body and internal refining of true qi is just a mediocre move. ”

"At that time, I asked the Zen master, what kind of warrior is not a mediocre person?"

"What did the Zen master say?" Feng Wu and Dieshuang were stunned, they didn't expect that the boss would still be in such a situation back then.

They knew in their hearts that the "Zen Master" in the boss's mouth was a peerless power in the Yanhuang Heavenly Group, and the "Divine Monk" who was invited by the Dragon Shield Bureau to search for Luo Xianyu on the sea to release his mind last time was an inconspicuous disciple of the Zen Master.

The surrounding Ji Laojiu and other capable people are also listening carefully.

It was the five elders of the demon clan, and when they heard the name "Zen Master", they were all afraid.

"The Zen master told me that I also had to 'refine the gods'. ”

Ye Ling said seriously:

"The Zen master pointed out to me that the inside of the human body, not only the internal organs, but also the flesh and blood have endless potential and secrets, and the invisible soul is also the same. ”

"The potential and secret treasures of the soul are even more elusive, and for martial artists, they need to have a very high level of understanding to be able to grasp it, and this process is called refining the gods. ”

"To put it bluntly, the so-called 'refining gods' is to establish one's own soul spirit in the soul through the cultivation of spiritual power, which is called the Yuan Spirit. ”

"At that time, the Zen master also passed on a "Soul Cultivation" to me, asking me to take it back and study it carefully, and repeatedly told me that this thing needs to be paid for a long time, such as ten years of sharpening a sword, dripping water through stones, don't be greedy for temporary utilitarianism!"

Speaking of this, Ye Ling laughed at himself:

"It's a pity, it's a pity, at that time, I was just bloody, I took the "Soul Cultivation Method" home, practiced for a month, and barely able to levitate a peanut with pure spiritual power, I feel that the effect is too small, it is better for me to meditate and practice for half an hour True Qi, or temper my body for a day, and forget the words of the Zen master as wind in my ears. ”

"Later, I was obsessed with defeating the Dark Sith and wanted to break through the Martial Venerable as soon as possible, and I even left that thing behind. ”

While speaking, Ye Ling smiled bitterly, took out the "Soul Cultivation Method" from himself, and then looked up at the terrifying divine power that the Dark Sith was using in the face of Luo Xianyu at this moment, his face was full of remorse and loss:

"If I had been able to persevere, even if I hadn't cultivated the Yuan Spirit today, I would have made a little difference in this regard. ”

"Owens is right, there is at least ten years between me and him! Even if I enter Wuzun, what if I enter Wuzun? Even if I catch up with him in my realm, what if I enter Wuzun Xiaocheng? I still can't escape defeat today!!"

When he said this, Ye Ling clenched the "Soul Cultivation Method" given to him by the Zen master, and there was a kind of prodigal son on his face, ready to go back and start over.

Feng Wu and Dieshuang knew Boss Ye's temper, and once they made up their minds, they would not hit the south wall or look back, but they were more concerned about the moment.

"Boss Ye, according to what you mean, it will be difficult for Luo Xianyu to defeat the Dark Sith?" Butterfly Frost said worriedly.

"Luo Xianyu's strength is above me, whether he can win Owens, now I don't have the face to predict. Ye Ling confided as calmly as possible: "But I know that Owens is a genius who cultivates souls, and since he left Hong's side, he has been secretly collecting some kind of dark power source. ”

When everyone heard this, they looked up one after another, and sure enough, in mid-air, Owens held a fire knife in his hand, wielding a black blazing flame to kill Luo Yu, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

"Luo Xianyu, aren't you surprised that this seat can still heal itself after being attacked so heavily by you? Because there is a dark power in this seat that can make you fearful, and it protects the body of this seat, no matter how strong your spell is, it is difficult to cause fatal damage to this seat!"

Owens smirked, and kept pounding, and the black blazing flames from the fire knife in his hand seemed to be shaking the burning air.

"I'm not surprised. ”

Luo Yu reunited with Yuehua, Jian Xi danced like a rainbow, swirled with it, shook his head and smiled:

"You have a Yuan Soul Protector, and your self-healing ability is certainly not comparable to that of ordinary martial artists, and, if I'm not mistaken, there is an evil dark power hidden in your body, and I'm curious what it is. ”

The Yuan Soul is a special existence in the soul that can dominate the spiritual power and act both inside and outside.

Externally, it can defend objects, kill enemies, and release thoughts to interfere with opponents.

Internally, it can awaken the hidden potential of the body's cells, and some incredible functions in advance, such as the self-treatment just now.

This is nothing, in Luo Yu's impression, some martial gods have cultivated the Yuan Spirit, which is called powerful, the broken arm is reconnected, the white bones and flesh are grown, and even the broken body is reorganized, even if Owens cultivates the rare Yuan Spirit of the martial artist, in Luo Yu's eyes, it is still a pediatric.

What Luo Yu really valued was the evil dark power in Owens' body, which was the source of the black flames all over his body.

"It depends on whether you have the ability to force this seat to show your hole cards!"

Owens snorted contemptuously, in his opinion, he used the Yuan Spirit, combined with the martial arts body, Luo Xianyu had no chance, and he was not worthy of letting him take that thing out of his body.

"Funeral knife!"

In the next moment, Owens burst out, and the black fire knife in his hand suddenly soared several feet, and he punched him sideways, slashing at Luo Yu furiously.

"Is this the divine power of the combination of martial arts and primordial spirits?" Ye Ling shuddered in shock, even though he had already had a deep understanding, he still felt powerless when he saw Owens' devastating sword.

Ye Ling understood that if Owens used this knife against himself before, he would have no way out!

Can Luo Xianyu still take it?

The first update

(End of chapter)