CHAPTER XXXI

When he got there, Ye Qinyu took out his sword. Injecting a trace of Xuan Qi into the sword, Ye Qinyu's dantian stock was more than anyone else's, and his storage capacity exceeded that of people with a higher realm than him. As long as a trace of Xuan Qi can be worth a hundred times the same level of others. This is all the result of Ye Qinyu compressing the Xuan Qi in his body all along. Compressed to the point that Xuan Qi can directly attack people and materialize. A single blow can explode the head of a Soul Realm.

The strength of a person in the Soul Refining Realm is definitely higher than that of ordinary people, and if you smash a big wooden stick into the head of a person in the Soul Refining Realm, the concussion will not leave blood, and the wooden stick will break. But Ye Qinyu had to pretend to be very weak when he encountered this situation.

Ye Qinyu "finally killed" three fifth-level phantom beasts, and then looked at the records of others, the good ones have already killed more than a dozen, and the bad ones are only five or six. Ye Qinyu is not short of points now, anyway, there are so many phantom beasts in the place he found, and besides, phantom beasts can be formed again. So Ye Qinyu said to them and left, walking in the opposite direction of them, Ye Qinyu deliberately walked slower. Seeing that no one was coming, and that he had gone a long way, he lifted all the restrictions and walked there at full speed.

When he got there, Ye Qinyu tried not to scare those phantom beasts. Cautiously walked to their side, then gently circled behind them. It's a great place to camp. Ye Qinyu is here to prepare for cultivation, and it will be open for more than a month, Ye Qinyu has been here all the time, as long as the time comes, he can go back.

Ye Qinyu pulled out his sword and rushed towards the phantom beast with a breath full of Xuan Qi. Every time, Ye Qinyu was the core of the authentic phantom beast, and he didn't deviate a bit. He shuttled through the group of phantom beasts, the white marks on his body flickering again and again, and there was a lot of electricity around him, enough to paralyze those phantom beasts. After the last phantom beast was halved by Ye Qinyu's sword, he let out a long breath, feeling particularly comfortable. It's like not drinking water for a long time, and suddenly you feel like you have water for a day.

Ye Qinyu felt a slight pain on the back of his hand, and looked at the back of his hand. The white mark on it kept on, not flashing again and again, and the white light was still intensifying, as if it was sketching a pattern. Little by little, slowly add some patterns from the most basic circle. After a while, the light on Ye Qinyu's hand disappeared, leaving only the pattern outlined by the white light.

Ye Qinyu felt that this pattern would increase a little, it would become more and more exquisite, and every time he was fighting, this power would unconsciously surge up, and he was a little uncontrollable.

Since there is a Xuantian Sutra with the help of the power of the heavens, will there be other similar martial arts? It is probably impossible that their luck will not be so good, others who have obtained this book in their lives must have been excited and incomparable, and they can get this martial art if they are lucky.

Ye Qinyu took out the rainbow again, found a hidden location, took out all the storage bracelets and bracelets, and turned the storage bracelets into a bracelet one by one, so that he could be more convenient and didn't have to carry so many things on his hands.

Ye Qinyu sorted out all the things, and opened the space of the rainbow again. His consciousness entered the rainbow and explored a martial art he needed.