Master Wenda raised his head slightly, his face still unmoved, giving people a sense of whether he couldn't understand Lin Yi's true meaning because of the language barrier.

However, at this moment, the dry and cold air that had always filled the room suddenly became as warm as the warm sun of early summer.

The eyes of this tall and thin old monk were brilliant, like a spring lake with countless flowers reflecting it suddenly leaping thousands of miles, filling his pupils, and then spinning violently, turning into a terrifying whirlpool!

Lin Yi's body was tense, and his spiritual power was originally the most intangible thing, but at this time, in his perception, his spiritual power was like a flood constantly gushing out of his body, and he was rapidly sucked by the warm air around him, and his body suddenly became weak.

This was just Lin Yi's feeling at this moment, in the perception of the rest of the people, this ascetic monk and Lin Yi's surrounding heaven and earth vitality did not even have any violent fluctuations, they just saw the young monk who was originally standing on the side quickly retreated, as fast as a leaf that was swept away from the cliff in the cold wind.

In the next moment, a majestic aura poured out from behind Guru Wenda that was not violent but had a strong divine flavor, and countless sneering voices sounded behind him, and his body disappeared directly in place.

The feeling of spiritual power being rapidly withdrawn continued, and Lin Yi, who was wrapped in warmth, even had a desire to fall asleep and not ask about the world, but at the moment when the true yuan in Master Wenda's body escaped towards the heaven and earth behind him, in his perception, countless cold lines instantly appeared in the warmth that wrapped him.

He raised his head!

A circle of qi that was pressed into substance was just the moment he raised his head, and in front of him it opened like a door suddenly blooming in the void, and a blurry shadow passed through this circle of qi waves, and a palm pressed towards his forehead.

Lin Yi squinted his eyes tightly, and the palm of his hand shone with a faint blue light, which was even more blurry than that figure, and even seemed a little nihilistic.

It's just because it's too fast.

The speed of this palm is faster than the figure of the other party.

Bang!

The voice sounded in Lin Yi's body.

His spine flicked like a whip, and his flesh erupted with terrifying power, and his entire body bounced backwards at an incredible speed!

Glowing with a faint blue light, there was even a somewhat void palm pressed into the phantom of his body, only a few inches away from his real forehead.

The moment the tall and thin old monk found that his palm was empty, his palm had stopped moving forward and retracted backwards, but even so, a terrible cracking sound still fell on Lin Yi's forehead and fell on the ground in front of Lin Yi.

The hard ground exploded, and countless tiny pieces of debris sneered out along the cracks.

A few blood marks appeared on Lin Yi's forehead, but compared to the power that penetrated his mind like a heavy hammer, these small scars could be said to be insignificant.

The heavens, the earth and the stars seemed to spin in front of his eyes, and a strong sense of dizziness made him feel his body unbalanced for a while, and he could even feel the blood in his brain washing through his mind like a tidal wave.

Master Wenda's palm was still retracting, his figure paused, and the undispersed True Yuan aura intertwined with the cold air around his body, impacting, bringing up patches of golden light, as if there were countless golden epiphanyes constantly living and dying around his body.

His face was still as wrinkled as an iron skin

He didn't move at all, just looked at Lin Yi, whose body was still shaking and retreating, but in his eyes that were originally as dry as a cold mountain, there was suddenly a little more compassion.

This young cultivator of the Southern Dynasty was undoubtedly extremely good, especially the power that bloomed in Fang Cai's body, even he didn't quite understand, but even if his blow didn't materialize, in his opinion, no one could withstand such a heavy blow and continue to live.

However, at that moment, the divine light of compassion and even appreciation in his eyes turned into a strong shock.

Lin Yi had already stopped.

He stood well, did not fall, and did not die directly because of it.

The ascetic old monk clearly saw that the moment Lin Yi stood firm and raised his eyes, Lin Yi's eyes were still full of bloodshots, which were the result of countless tiny blood veins being shattered, but between the next breaths, these bloodlines strangely receded like a tide.

"Using the unique fluctuations and traction of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to stimulate the practitioner's body and affect his spiritual power. In our Southern Dynasty, this is called a means to confuse the gods, but I have seen and heard of many cultivators who are good at this method, but none of them can be as powerful as you. ”

Lin Yi's voice rang out.

His reddish eyes cleared.

There was no lack of emotion in his tone.

Because if he wasn't that kind of special cultivator, if he wasn't able to withstand the impact of the True Yuan, if he wasn't able to recover quickly, he probably wouldn't even be able to stand up at this time.

He was constantly surging his qi and blood, letting his powerful qi and blood dredge those unsmooth bloodlines, this kind of flushing even made his mind buzz a little, but it could quickly dilute the feeling of vertigo.

For the first time, a solemn look appeared on Master Wenda's face, he looked at Lin Yi and said a few words.

The corners of the mouth of the young monk behind him, who had been far away, trembled, and he translated what he said: "I have never seen a unique cultivator like you... You said that my spiritual means are extremely powerful, but your spiritual power is far beyond that of cultivators in the same realm. ”

Faced with the fact that the other party did not say about his physical body but only about his spiritual perception, Lin Yi did not feel inappropriate and surprised.

He understood what the other party meant.

In the moment of the hand, the decisive key was that he could clearly perceive the movement of the opponent's palm.

His perception was originally beyond that of ordinary Divine Mind Realm cultivators.

The strength of perception is the most intuitive speed and slowness for practitioners.

Perception is stronger than the other party, whether it is the movement of the other party's body or the speed at which the true yuan mobilizes the vitality of heaven and earth, it will appear slow.

There was a complete silence in the room.

Anyone who faced a strong person who surpassed him had a natural awe, especially all the cultivators of the Divine Mind Realm, including Tuoba Xiongxin, who looked at Lin Yi's eyes full of vigilance and shock.

On the distant city wall, I don't know whether it was because of the movement of the sergeant or because of the vibration of the breath here, there was the sound of many ice edges falling and cracking.

"Please!"

At this time, Master Wenda bowed his head slightly and said a word.

His invitation was in Southern Dynasty dialect, but it was obviously Xuelin Yi's voice just now, which seemed a little stiff and ugly.

Lin Yi raised his head and began to move.

If he is facing such a strong man on the battlefield in peacetime, he may not have absolute certainty of defeating the opponent, because he wants to think about it and be able to defeat the opponent

, must also be close to the other party's side, but such a powerful cultivator, with such a strong spiritual power, there are countless ways to constantly distance himself from him.

However, this limitation and this kind of battle, the opponent does not seem to want to keep enough distance from him, in this case, he is confident enough to defeat the opponent.

His face was solemn, and the moment he raised his head and took a step, he became absolutely calm, and a strong aura that had nothing to do with the True Yuan at all erupted directly under his feet than the True Yuan Breath.

With his feet at the center, dust and tiny snow danced wildly, and in the next moment, the ground beneath his feet suddenly sank into a dull, palpitating sound.

The edges of the inner and outer walls instantly resounded with countless broken jade-like sounds, and countless waterfall-like ice edges had existed on the city wall for decades, but at this time, they were broken by the violent shock from here, broke away from the wall, and smashed down under the city wall, turning into countless white lines flying in the night.

Without time to think about and reminisce about the terrifying power under Lin Yi's feet, the pupils of many Tuoba cultivators contracted violently, and with the terrifying anti-shock force, Lin Yi's body rushed in front of Master Wenda at a speed that did not surpass their perception, but was faster than they imagined.

In Lin Yi's body, there were countless small thunderous explosions.

Listening to such a sound and looking at the afterimage of Lin Yi's body, Xia Ba Ying's eyes were full of amazement.

For a cultivator, this was unreasonably fast, but she was able to figure out the reason in an instant.

The power that explodes from this physical body is more direct than the True Yuan fusing the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and then pushing the body, just like making a delicious dish, but Lin Yi can save one of the processes.

A look of shock once again welled up in Ventra's eyes, but years of penance had already allowed him to separate his spiritual will from his physical body, and this indifferent separation was called true unprovoked terror in Tantric practice, and he breathed evenly and carefully, his forehead was imperceptibly slightly bulging, and the skin on his forehead even produced countless tiny horn-like bulges because of the massive release of his true essence and spiritual power.

The spiritual and perceptual world of any practitioner is an invisible world, and it is impossible to communicate directly, and any interference with the spiritual power comes from the unique vitality that stimulates the nerve endings of the flesh and blood, and then disturbs the normal physical functions of the practitioner.

When the warm spring-like vitality wrapped around his body again, Lin Yi let out a loud shout!

If his footsteps before were like a huge war drum roaring, the roar he made at this time was like a spring thunder that fell directly to the ground above the nine heavens!

Except for Venus, all the people in the room only felt a buzzing in their heads and a pain in their eardrums.

In the midst of this loud shout, more ice edges on the city wall broke and fell, and even the sound of avalanches sounded in the distant mountains, as if heaven and earth responded, and in Lin Yi's body, a large amount of blood poured into his heart with his will, and then squeezed out with the contraction of his heart, pouring into the blood veins in his body at a terrifying speed.

It was like countless lines of fire bursting out of his heart and burning vigorously in his body.

In the cold air, a real heat suddenly burst out.

All the cultivators present only felt that Lin Yi at this time seemed to have directly turned into an oven standing between heaven and earth.

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