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Chapter 258: Skeleton Warrior

Yun Qiyou, who was hanging in mid-air, after scattering the last handful of soybeans, looked at the skeleton warriors under his feet in a daze, and his heart was also a little shocked for a while.

The world is so big, there are no surprises, although these skeleton warriors can't be compared to the cultivators of the Sky Realm, their individual combat ability should be far superior to that of ordinary mortal elite soldiers.

She couldn't imagine how the ancestors of the human race a long time ago could create such a mysterious and incomparable spell.

Her white slender figure gently landed on the body of the cloud cliff under the hill.

"Uncle Shizu. ”

She screamed softly.

Yun Yazi was full of relief and said: "You are very good, very good, it only took three days to master the bean sprinkling into a soldier, which is indeed greatly beyond my expectations." Feng Zhu, a little girl, has little ability, and her vision for accepting apprentices is still good. ”

In the entire Cangyun Gate, or in the whole world, the famous Cangyun Gate Still Water Master can be called her family's common name Fengzhu Little Girl, and I am afraid that there is only Yun Yazi alone.

Yun Qiyou was not angry at Yun Yazi's disrespect for his master, Yun Yazi had this qualification.

She said, "Senior Uncle Ancestor, I want to try the combat power of these skeleton warriors. ”

Yun Yazi was stunned for a moment, and then looked to the northeast, where there was a small forest more than ten miles away.

Yun Yazi laughed and said, "It's time to make some trouble for that stinky boy." ”

The night was deep and the stars were shining, Ye Xiaochuan was cultivating, and he felt very good, the cool spiritual power around him was absorbed into his body, and his veins were smooth, and his exhaustion disappeared.

After cultivating the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao for a great week, his mind looked inward, and the meridians in his body were many times wider than he didn't know a few months ago, and the cyan spiritual power true yuan was like a rushing river, flowing wantonly in the sea of meridians in his body.

If Ye Xiaochuan's Taoism at this moment, and then look at the cultivation classics carved on the cliff stone, there will never be the same thing that happened when the spiritual power broke through the meridians and almost exploded and died.

He is very satisfied with the current progress of cultivation, he is already at the peak realm of the Yuan Shen, and now as long as he cultivates more of the power of the Yuan Shen, it will be a matter of time before he reaches the realm of the out-of-body realm.

Ye Xiaochuan's mind slipped into the sea of souls, and he wanted to talk to Situ Feng, mainly to ask if the blood soul essence hanging around his neck was a ghost treasure.

As a result, his mind shouted several times in the sea of souls, and Situ Feng did not hear any response.

This made Ye Xiaochuan quite dissatisfied!

When this Situ Feng had just woken up from the Bladeless Sword Spirit Gathering Array, he had a lot of miscellaneous conversations with himself, saying that the demonic seal of the Dust Slashing Divine Sword in Yun Qiyou's hand was about to collapse, so he let his thoughts be sealed.

In order to do things for him, he also drew a big pie for himself, saying that he could help him become a peerless master.

It's been a few months, and I haven't taught me anything else except for teaching myself the wind sword intent that is called the wind and water that makes me feng shui and the sun shine.

The most hateful thing is that the wind sword intent has not been seen by me until now, and every time I let myself feel the wind in nature, what a strong wind, a hurricane, a breeze, a cold wind, all let myself feel it.

As a result, every time I was blown in the wind like a big fool, my tongue was cracked, and I didn't feel anything abnormal except that the wind was blowing on me.

Now his old guy is really inching, and he completely regards his sea of souls as his harem, doesn't it mean that it won't be long before this old guy is the original god is gone? Why has it been a few months, and this old guy is still alive and well?

Now that Situ Feng's spectrum is getting bigger and bigger, he shows up to say a few words to himself when he is in a good mood, and he doesn't make a sound when he is in a bad mood when he screams his throat, and he simply doesn't put himself in his eyes.

Ye Xiaochuan was ready to threaten Situ Feng with a few words, if this old guy put on a show in front of him again, he would expel him from his body.

Unexpectedly, Situ Feng's voice suddenly sounded, and he said, "Boy, are you finished?"

Ye Xiaochuan said angrily: "You are finally reluctant? I thought that this wisp of your old man's soul had disappeared without paying attention and returned to the universe." ”

Situ Feng's voice seemed to be a little depressed, and said: "Boy, you don't need to curse me like this, how can I say that I am also your senior, if there is no me, there will be no Cangyunmen, not to mention that I am ready to train you to become a peerless master, it will not disappear so easily!"

Ye Xiaochuan said: "You don't draw me a big pie, you said a few months ago to help me become a peerless master, where is the peerless?"

Situ Feng quibbled, "Didn't I teach the supreme wind sword intent?"

It's okay not to mention the wind sword intent, but being mentioned by Situ Feng, Ye Xiaochuan's anger is even greater.

He said angrily: "You are embarrassed to say what kind of wind sword intent! I have been cultivating for more than a month, and my face has been blown off by the wind and has shed several layers of skin, but as a result, I have no comprehension, can you come to something practical? You can see and touch it, stop treating me as an idiot and let me understand the true meaning of the wind!"

Situ Feng said: "That's because your cultivation is still too low to comprehend the mysteries of this natural heavenly way, and when you cultivate to reach the realm of spiritual silence, you will naturally be able to gradually comprehend the true meaning of the wind and comprehend the sword intent of the wind." ”

Ye Xiaochuan almost vomited blood in anger, and said, "Spiritual Silence Realm? Then don't you say it earlier! My current cultivation realm is 108,000 miles away from the Spiritual Silence Realm. ”

Situ Feng said innocently: "It was you who pestered me and asked me to teach you the most powerful supernatural powers, but you didn't ask me what realm I needed to get a glimpse of the door." ”

If Ye Xiaochuan could find out where Situ Feng's soul was hidden now, he would definitely strangle this old bastard with his own hands.

The night is deep, everything is lonely, and in this wild place, only the unknown night insects are chirping lowly, adding a bit of harmonious rhythm to this lonely night.

However, at a certain time, this wonderful murmur of the night worm suddenly came to an abrupt end, and the originally quiet wilderness seemed to come from the dark distance.

It's like there are a lot of people walking lightly on the cat's waist.

The wood on the campfire was already half burning, and the flames were much smaller, and the flames shook when the night breeze blew them, and the red sparks splashed around the edge of the fire.

Two donkeys and a pony were tied to the trunk of a tree not far away, and they were sleeping on their stomachs at the moment, but suddenly they all climbed up in unison, snorting around the tree, and seemed to be a little irritable.

Yang Ling'er opened her eyes suddenly, and a clear and compelling cold light flashed in her eyes.

She listened intently to the movement around her, and it seemed a little unusual.

The voice became clearer and clearer, and almost at the same time that Yang Ling'er noticed that something was wrong around her, Baili Kite, who was meditating and cultivating, also opened her eyes violently.