Ming Qi was shocked in his heart, this is the so-called spiritual attack?

The spiritual attack of the acquired monk can be said to be very weak, and it must be completed with the help of external objects, and it is impossible to do whatever he wants like an innate strong person.

The black smoke emitted by the long-haired young man waving his hand, Ming Qi also knew its origin, it was a powder quenched from a herb called Dementor Grass, called Dementor Powder, which could be used as a means of attack by attaching spiritual power to it through intentional control.

As soon as this dementor powder came out, Ming Qi immediately began to dodge, but it was still affected to a certain extent, and his speed became a beat slower.

The huge wolf head shot out by the wolf fist did not catch the long-haired youth, but completely hit the black smoke in all directions with one punch, floating everywhere.

Dodging the sharp wolf fist, the long-haired young man couldn't help but sneer on the corner of his mouth when he saw Ming Qi's punch scattering the originally condensed soul powder.

At that moment, his footsteps stopped slightly, his hands shook in front of his chest, and a few cold stars flew out of his hands.

Laugh at!

Ming Qiyi punched the Divine Soul Powder, not only did it not achieve good results, but it made the power of the Soul Powder better played, and the impact was immediately increased.

The speed of dodging was slow, and then the retracted arm was cut open by the sharp weapon hit by the opponent.

Blood began to drip down the wound.

Ming Qi didn't expect that he would fall into the wind with a single shot, so he immediately took out his long sword against the wind, jumped a few steps back, and kept a certain distance from the long-haired young man.

Although it is said that the spiritual attack of the acquired monk will be much weaker than the physical attack, but it is better than surprise, and it has the advantage of distance, if it is not grasped well, it is easy to be completely contained.

An acquired monk who majored in spirituality could inflict damage on the enemy without coming into direct contact with him.

The sword was in his hand, and blood slid down his sleeve.

While Ming Qi's face was calm, he felt that the Supreme Mountain and Sea Chart, which was originally just slowly fluctuating, suddenly became violent, as if he had been summoned by something.

Countless messages flashed through Ming Qi's mind, from the first time he entered Qinglong Town to the various encounters he had encountered along the way.

Rotting corpses, decaying bloodstains, ghost-infested spaces.

Scenes that originally seemed unrelated all came to Ming Qi's mind at this moment.

He found that among them, there was only one that appeared the most, blood.

Yes, it's blood.

As soon as he thought of the blood word, he immediately felt an unprecedented stream of blood qi emerge from the Supreme Mountain and Sea Chart, and the scarlet and fanatical heat flow instantly spread throughout his body.

Hemostasis?

A thought rose to him, and he felt the blood on his arm no longer flow uncontrollably, but quickly retracted!

This is!

In a trance, three clear big words appeared in his mind: blood control technique!

Yes, this ability to support blood at will is called blood control.

The qi and blood of the human body is the fundamental foundation of the monk, even the most simple and ordinary mortal blood, it contains a huge power, but this power is difficult to control and difficult to tame, although the monks in the world are full of curiosity about this mysterious blood power, but few people dare to really try to tame this power.

On the other hand, using blood as a guide to gain strength is not the right path in the end, and any small mistake may be unrecoverable.

It can be said that the so-called blood control technique has far more disadvantages than advantages.

Blood control is a kind of power thirst for blood.

At this time, Ming Qi really had this wonderful feeling.

He even found that the unsightly blood stains that he had just looked at were not so annoying, and he even had an indescribable feeling.

The reason is simple, because he can manipulate them!

Brush!

Ming Qi didn't hesitate, he knew very well that he couldn't hesitate at this time.

As soon as the long sword was raised, the corrupt blood qi within fifty meters of his body was instantly gathered by him.

Thousands of strands of blood qi converged into a force and fused onto the long sword.

The blade of the long sword then turned blood-red, and a bright red glow flashed in his eyes.

A person's combat power is limited to his own cultivation, even if Ming Qi's foundation is against the sky, but after all, he is still only the eightfold strength of the day after tomorrow, and at this time, he is still facing an alternative monk who is still the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, majoring in spirituality.

Although the Wolf Fist Mystery is ruthless and fatal, the other party also has a footwork that is not inferior to the Taixu Nine Steps.

Maybe the footwork of the long-haired young man is not as good as Ming Qi's Taixu Nine Steps, but with a strong spiritual aid, he must have a huge advantage.

Ming Qi's move obviously surprised the middle-aged man opposite.

"Manipulating blood and qi is more alternative, break the wind, don't kill this kid, stay alive. ”

The long-haired young man nodded in question, but his hands were also non-stop, constantly spilling strange powder, or shooting hidden weapons from tricky angles.

Noticing Ming Qi's manipulation of blood qi, the middle-aged man didn't make a move, just stood there quietly and watched.

At this time, the battle may really not need him, a strong man with innate strength, to make a move.

Purple Kite was alone and six people, including Ziyue, were whirling, although her body fighting was very skillful, and it was completely different from the last time Ming Qi saw her, but even so, she was struggling, obviously at a disadvantage, and it was only a matter of time before she was defeated.

After all, Ziyue also has the strength of the acquired ninefold.

At the moment, Ming Qi naturally wants to deal with the broken wind in front of him with all his might, but fortunately, after being familiar with the other party's attack method, Ming Qi can also see that the broken wind shows at this time just proves that his body is very weak.

Ming Qi is confident that as long as he is close, he can knock him down in one breath.

With a shake of the long sword, the blood in Ming Qi's eyes instantly skyrocketed, and several blood-red afterimages actually stepped out in his footsteps.

Manipulating blood qi is equivalent to grafting external force in a short period of time, and at this time there are countless corpses around, although the blood qi is not pure, but the power still exists, which is indeed an excellent battlefield for Ming Qi.

Ming Qi moved, and in an instant, he urged the aura cover to defend the whole mind.

As soon as he saw Ming Qi's actions, Broken Wind knew it, and immediately began to retreat, and at the same time, his hands threw out bursts of smoke, and the smoke was mixed with countless unknown weapons.

While the wind was howling, Ming Qi's speed was obviously much faster than before.

After jumping a few steps, Ming Qi's footsteps suddenly became weird, and he seemed to be unhappy, and every time he stepped out, he would bring out a clear blood-colored afterimage.

And with Ming Qi's footsteps, behind him, a blood-colored afterimage was also formed.

It doesn't look fast, but it's clearly an illusion!

Although Broken Wind didn't know why this was at this time, he could clearly feel that the enemy's speed was unprecedentedly fast, and it was extremely fast!

Whoosh!

Between the flickering figures, the gap between the two quickly narrowed.

Moreover, while Ming Qi was approaching the broken wind, he kept dancing the long sword, and one after another the heavenly official sword qi flew out, and the smoke sharp weapons from the broken wind fell to the ground one after another.

Due to the protection of the aura shield, some of the mediums that approached Ming Qi's body with spiritual attacks did not have an effective effect.

The distance was brought closer again.

Broken Wind's gloomy face finally changed, and he found that even if he increased his speed to the extreme, he couldn't make up for the ever-shrinking distance!

Seeing that Ming Qi was about to rush in, Broken Wind gritted his teeth decisively, and suddenly shouted, and saw that the originally empty space around him suddenly distorted, and dozens of hideous and terrifying ghosts appeared out of thin air, blocking Ming Qi.

As soon as the ghost appeared, it immediately pounced towards Ming Qi with its teeth and claws.

Forcibly urging spiritual power and taking ghosts from the void, this broken wind can also be said to be a gifted monk, if he can successfully step into the innate world, he will definitely be able to alarm the party.

However, the monks who major in spirituality are seriously lacking in combat effectiveness in the acquired stage, especially the protection of the physical body, which is extremely fragile.

Seeing the desperate ghosts blocking the way, Ming Qi's eyes were full of blood, and his figure flickered, and he passed directly through the gap between these ghosts with an unimaginable pace, the long sword in his hand was blood-red, and the blood was full of blood.

Breaking the wind and taking the ghost, I originally thought that I could block Ming Qi for a moment and buy time for myself, but I didn't expect the other party to pass through the ghost's interception directly with a dodge.

"Blood Shadow Walk!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man not far away finally recognized that the steps that Ming Qi was stepping on at this time were a unique footwork that relied on the power of blood and qi.

Naturally, he wouldn't watch Broken Wind being killed, seeing that Ming Qi's long sword was about to be stabbed, as soon as he raised his right hand, a golden light flew out of his hand, and it turned out to be the sword edge that was directly approaching Ming Qi.

Acquired monk, in the final analysis, the battle depends entirely on the body, and once you step into the innate world, you will step into the sky, and the blow from the fist to the flesh will soar to the collision of the yuan force.

At this time, the middle-aged monk used the innate yuan power to stop the sword stabbed by the acquired physical power of Ming Qi, which was simply an easy thing, far from the point of consuming the yuan power to urge the supernatural power.

Ming Qi's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he saw the middle-aged monk next to him stop him, and immediately the long sword paused slightly, and the blade of the sword trembled violently.

The seven sword qi were lined up, condensing the phantom of the White Tiger of the Western Star Heavenly Official in the air, and once again pounced on the broken wind that was trying to dodge the side.

For this blow, Ming Qi is bound to win!

"Huh?"

The middle-aged monk knew that Ming Qi could emit sword energy, but he didn't expect his sword qi to be so powerful, so he didn't use his magical power in his first shot, and now it seems that he has to use his magical power.

"Break the wind, dodge!"

The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, and the Yuan Force around his body surged, and a strange hook magic weapon emerged.

The strange hook was three feet long, with a sharp tip and two hooks split from side to side, and at first glance it looked like a normal arrow.