Chapter 125: The Power of the Dao Phase Domain Field

Alas, Feng Yu sighed, Master, I made a lot of determination to save her, okay.

What did that sentence just now mean, isn't it "Brother Feng, don't do anything to my eldest sister." ”

But then again, this Yan Yiyi was seen by him with his heavenly eye last time, and he is not uncommon.

Whether it is the Wind Inheritance or the detoxification technique in the Ten Thousand Poisons Gang, it is to use the Dao Pattern God to wipe out the imprint of this Hundred Poison Palm.

In addition, there is a thorough cultivation, which can naturally force out the poison of a hundred poisonous palms.

It's just that a person who has cultivated through the heavens and the earth, how can he be poisoned by a hundred poisonous palms.

On the other hand, this Hundred Poisonous Palm is not easy to practice, and there are not many people in the ghost sect who have practiced it throughout the ages.

Because when cultivating this move, you need Dao Pattern Divine Rule.

This point has long been explained by the inheritance of the wind, and the detoxification requires the cultivation of the Dao Tattoo Divine Rule, which will inevitably require the Dao Tattoo Divine Rule.

Feng Yu had already taken off his clothes and jumped into the bathtub, and under the operation of the Dao force, the fire under the medicine tank burned violently.

Feng Yu swam in front of Yan Yiyi, and his palms were facing each other.

Even though it was in the medicine jar, Feng Yu was still red-faced, and there was a reaction in some places.

He opened his eyes and closed them after a glance, reciting Amitabha Buddha dozens of times in his heart before he opened his eyes.

Just now, Xiao Xianxian hinted that he should not have other ideas, and now he must not be ashamed.

Feng Yu ran the martial arts Xuangong, and one by one the veins appeared in the water and engraved in Yan Yiyi's body.

Feng Yu quickly carved the veins opposite Yan Yiyi, and he swam to Yan Yiyi's back again.

His chest heaved and his heart pounded.

The hot water temperature covered the temperature of Feng Yu's body, and Feng Yu concentrated for a long time.

He continued to carve the lines of the Dao rule behind Yan Yiyi, and it was inevitable that there would be a collision of limbs when he carved the Dao. Every collision made Feng Yu's heart tremble.

When the last vein was carved, Feng Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he held back.

the groove. This is really not a human thing, I have to say, it is not that Feng Yu has poor concentration, but that Yan Yiyi herself is a big temptation.

As long as it's a man and sees a top beauty lying in front of him, and there is no one around, as long as it's a normal man, he can't help it.

Feng Yu is not a saint, and he can't be pure-hearted and have few desires.

It's just that this time he didn't want to touch and couldn't touch Yan Yiyi.

Feng Yu closed his eyes and couldn't help but look at Yan Yiyi.

He emerged from the water and took a few deep breaths, the work under the medicine jar had been extinguished.

Phew. Water poured in from the large vat next to it, and the vat was replaced with a vat of water.

Now this is the most critical step, he wants to use the Dao pattern of his Martial Dao Xuangong to wipe out the Dao pattern of the Hundred Poisonous Palm.

If this step is not done well, he and Yan Yiyi will be left here.

After a short rest, Feng Yu took out three high-grade spirit stones, so as not to lack Dao power at a critical moment.

Then he returned to the water, his palms facing each other, and Feng Yu took advantage of the fact that he had just exhaled a breath and immediately entered a state of detoxification.

He could feel that Yan Yiyi's hands were slippery and tender without any flaws.

Feng Yu knew that countless monks had died under these seemingly weak hands.

Martial Arts Xuangong operated, the bodies of the two people penetrated, and a small silver man entered Yan Yiyi's body.

The poison of the Hundred Poison Palms became irritable, and it began to wander around.

What makes Feng Yu helpless is that Yan Yiyi's meridians are as wide as rivers, and it is really a huge project to find the poison of a hundred poisonous palms inch by inch.

At the same time, Feng Yu found that Yan Yiyi had five dantians, and three of the five dantians had holes.

The five dantians are like an ocean of continuous Dao power, and three of them are shengkong, which is a very remarkable achievement.

Yan Yiyi's cultivation is at least, and it is also the second level of the royal road.

No, after transforming into a realm, Yan Yiyi's cultivation method was completely different from the current cultivation method of the fourth level of the royal road.

Feng Yu knew this very well, because he had seen Chu Fei of the Fourth Rank Cultivation Method of the Royal Dao. Yan Yiyi's cultivation method obviously has the shadow of the ancient cultivation method.

Feng Yu was clear, after transforming into the realm, Yan Yiyi cultivated according to the ancient method.

Her current cultivation has reached the second stage of antiquity.

Feng Yu began to crush Yan Yiyi's feet, and when he found the poison of the Hundred Poisonous Palms, he crushed it with Martial Dao Xuangong.

Some poisonous power invaded the five internal organs, and Feng Yu swept directly past.

The only thing that made Feng Yu unhappy was that Yan Yiyi's wide meridians made him unbearable.

Unlike other poisons, other poisons can leave a little bit of poison and let the poisoned person force it out with Dao power.

But the hundred poisonous palms, if there is no Dao tattoo god, they will be forced, so why not rely on it. Therefore, the wind feather only seeks and wears them out bit by bit.

I don't know how long it took, the three high-grade spirit stones had been exhausted, and Feng Yu had also reached Yan Yiyi's head at this time.

The head is where the monk stores his divine consciousness, and it is also the foundation of the monk, if something goes wrong here, it is really dead and there is no scum.

It seems that all the remaining poison has arrived here, or the poison of the Hundred Poison Palm wants to deal a fatal blow to Wind Feather here.

Feng Yu's divine sense was not flustered, and rushed directly over, and sure enough, the poisonous power was gathered here.

As soon as the little silver man went up along the veins, a black mist rushed towards him, sneering. Under the martial arts Xuangong, the black mist is not even a slag left.

Wind Feather jumped up, and a large black snake was looking at Wind Feather with its tongue out.

This is the body of the Hundred Poison Palm Dao, and Feng Yu relied on the martial arts Xuangong to rush towards the big snake.

The serpent swept its tail and struck at Wind Feather, who raised his hand and raised the snake's tail.

The serpent immediately opened its mouth and bit at Wind Feather, who immediately jumped backwards.

The big snake kept spitting out black poisonous gas around, and Feng Yu was not in a hurry, just grinding out the poisonous gas on the side.

As soon as he fought, Feng Yu knew that he couldn't clean up this snake at once, so he had to take his time.

This Dao is the illusion of the big snake Yan Yiyi is isolated and helpless in his body, and there is no external poison supplement, and sooner or later he will be completely consumed and die.

The big snake seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, it seemed to know what Wind Feather was thinking, and actually began to take the initiative to attack Wind Feather.

Wind Feather retreated to the rear, going to sneak attack from time to time.

The black snake couldn't help it, it would definitely be wiped out if it continued like this, and it began to flee towards Yan Yiyi's body.

A large black spot protrudes from time to time on Yan Yiyi's soft and watery skin, but it is quickly suppressed by the veins on the skin.

This is the genius of the Ten Thousand Poison Class, not only to attack, but also to cut off the retreat of the Poison Dao Rule, and completely wear it out.

Wind Feather pulled up its tail and flicked it around fiercely.

The black viper's eyes were wide, and a black light shot out towards the wind feather.

The big snake was almost consumed by Feng Yu, and Feng Yu smiled: "Come on, master, I'll stand here and wait for you to come over." ”

The big black snake jumped up and pounced on the wind feather, and a poison quickly surged around it, covering the wind feather.

"Poison Destroys the Eight Desolations!"

Faintly, Wind Feather heard a sharp shout, and under this shout.

He seemed to see countless monks lying in a black mist, and in the center of the black mist, a hazy figure walked forward.

On his clothes, three blood-red skeletons appeared and disappeared.

"Ahh

The serpent's body gradually dissipated and dissolved into nothingness.

"Hehehe!" a ghostly voice rang in his ears, "This king will find you!"

"Who is it!" shouted Wind Feather.

The Dao Ze's transformation of the big snake had been completely wiped out by him, and the voice just now made Feng Yu's heart cold.

Where did this voice come from, the person in the illusion just now?

Either way, this man is an enemy, and he is an enemy by virtue of the blood-colored skeleton on his black clothes. An enemy who never dies.

Feng Yu pondered for a moment and flew towards Yan Yiyi's head, where he hadn't had time to check it just now.

He wouldn't let go of the slightest place, even though he had already killed the Great Snake that had transformed into Dao Rule just now.

Feng Yu checked Yan Yiyi's head and found that there was no trace of the remnants of the Hundred Poisonous Palms, which made him feel relieved.

To do one thing is to do it to the end, not a drop of water, this is the purpose of Feng Yu.

A colorful glow emitted from the depths of Yan Yiyi's head, and Feng Yu was curious and strode over.

In front of him is a large stone that looks like a stone, not a stone, but a mirror, and it stands next to Yan Yiyi's sea of knowledge.

A strong curiosity drove Feng Yu to walk over, and the stone shone with colorful streamers.

Some pictures appeared on the stone, the scenery was beautiful, the green mountains and green waters, and the fairy glow was soaring.

Feng Yu remembered that this was the picture of Yan Yiyi's Dao Phase Domain Field, it seemed that this Dao Phase Domain Field was a kind of inheritance power, and this big stone was the imprint of inheritance.

The Dao Phase Domain Field is a special ability that countless monks dream of, and it cannot be cultivated by non-geniuses.

Once this kind of domain field comes out, it can not only create an anomaly and imprison the opponent, but also create an excellent combat environment for yourself.

This is an extremely strong blessing to improve one's own strength, and what Feng Yu lacks most now is strength.

Feng Yu couldn't help but walk over, tracing the patterns on the stone.

Hmm, Feng Yu noticed that something was wrong, and when Feng Yu carved this Dao pattern, the Dao pattern and his own divine consciousness resisted each other. It is difficult to engrave the Dao pattern in one's own divine consciousness.

Feng Yu didn't believe in evil, he used the martial arts seal to suppress his divine sense, and then carved the Dao pattern.

But before Feng Yu could be happy, as soon as he carved this Dao pattern in his divine sense, the Martial Dao Xuangong automatically worked to wipe it out.

What is going on, Feng Yu hesitated.

He continued to experiment hundreds of times, but he couldn't trace the Dao patterns of Yan Yiyi's Dao phase domain field.

The little silver man transformed into Wind Feather's Divine Consciousness sat down and looked at the big stone quietly.

It's like a beggar who has been poor for decades and suddenly picks up a huge check that can't be exchanged.

Feng Yu was a little bitter, if it was before he changed it, he would definitely find the inheritance of the wind and ask the reason.

If you don't get it right, you can solve this matter smoothly and successfully own the Dao Phase Domain Field.

But now the Legacy of the Wind has fallen into a deep sleep.

Feng Yu looked at the stone, reluctantly turned his head, forget it, he could only give up first, and then look for a chance later.