The first Yaksha King is a terrifying image of a steel fork in his hand.

The second one is a devil with a saw wheel in hand, three heads and six arms, blood-red eyes, fangs and white hair, and no gender. The blood-red eyes glared at Lin Ze, making Lin Ze feel a chill rise in his heart when he saw it.

In the last three pictures, Lin Ze directly chose not to look at them.

Lin Ze already knew that this was an incomparably powerful and incomparably evil secret art.

It is simply impossible for ordinary people to cultivate this magical power, Lin Ze usually cultivates the Divine Soul Visualization Technique, and visualizes some basic fantasies, there will be a danger of going mad, let alone visualizing such a powerful existence as the Five Demon Gods?

In Lin Ze's opinion, unless it was in the ancient era, it could only be cultivated with the escort of a visualization god of the level of the "Great Treasure Moon Hua God".

In an era like the modern era when the Divine Soul Visualization Technique is gradually withering, the possibility of success in cultivating these five demon god visualization techniques is almost zero!

This deceased cultist obviously had some chance, and he didn't know where to get such an ancient secret book, but unfortunately, even if he reached the realm of a fifth-order qi refiner, it would be difficult for him to successfully cultivate this visualization technique.

Unless he reached the sixth order, with the Divine Soul realm at that time, he should be able to cultivate these five demon god visualization techniques, relying on his own divine soul strength, forcibly suppressing one or two.

And Lin Ze is different!

Lin Ze has the "Yuehua Sutra", a classic of immortal arts inherited from the Muyue Sect, in which the idea of the Great Treasure Yuehua Divine Concept has an unparalleled power of divine soul suppression, so no matter what five demon gods he is, Lin Ze believes that as long as he cultivates the Qi Refiner and improves the Divine Soul Realm by a small step, he can try to visualize and suppress the first demon god, the Yaksha King!

When the time comes, these five demon gods will all be their own Yuehua Five God Generals!

Great stuff!

Lin Ze happily included this secret book in the precepts, now is far from the time to practice, and it is not too late to study it carefully after this turmoil is over.

As soon as he put away the secret archive, Lin Ze's expression suddenly became solemn.

A smell of blood that seeped into the soul came from not far away, the only personal disciple of the dusty old man, among the young talents of the Wei State, the real number one person, Ouyang Qing, stood on one roof and looked at Lin Ze.

"That book just now, it seems to be a good thing, huh?"

Ouyang Qing, who was dressed in a white robe, looked relaxed and asked Lin Ze.

Lin Ze quietly spread the coverage of three thousand eyes to another ten zhang, and then looked at Ouyang Qing with a smile and said, "Borrow you to take a look?"

Ouyang Qing jumped down from the eaves and pulled out the long sword from the scabbard, his hilt was dark red, and the body of the sword was a more vivid blood red, as he drew his sword, the scabbard seemed to have a stream of blood flowing out.

"I, Ouyang Qing, under the sword, do not kill the nameless. Ouyang Qing looked at Lin Ze, the crimson color in his slightly sunken eye sockets suddenly deepened, and it seemed that his eye sockets were instantly filled with blood.

Curse swordsmanship, curse the enemy to be disabled, or curse yourself to exchange injuries for strength!

Hearing the other party's name, Lin Ze already knew that he had truly met a cultivator of the same generation who was evenly matched.

As a young generation who became famous very early, Ouyang Qing's reputation was well known throughout the Wei Kingdom, not only because he had such a master as the dusty old man, but also because he relied on the souls of countless young geniuses under his own sword.

"Then you have made a lot of money, I'm Lin Ze, from the Hou Mansion of Wu'an. Lin Ze said as he took out the long sword from the ring.

Ouyang Qing, who was on the other side, was distracted for a moment after hearing Lin Ze's words, and then the corners of his mouth rose.

Wu Anhou's eldest son? At this level, he hasn't killed it yet!

The two of them played their swords at the same time, and since the two were disgusted with each other, there was no need to say more, and all that was left was to fight.

Sneer。。。。。。

A heavy sword intent landed in front of Ouyang Qing's body, and a dense sound of qi rang out from the ground.

Tiny pillars of dust rose from the ground and collided with each other, creating a dust storm.

Ouyang Qing's figure disappeared into the dust.

The tumbling gravel and dust began to deform and were drawn into countless dust swords.

Ouyang Qing was proud, but he chose such a swordsmanship at the beginning, obviously he didn't have any contempt for Lin Ze.

Lin Ze's swing of the sword was very gentle.

The moonlight suddenly brightened, making Lin Ze's sword seem to be swinging a soft stream of water.

As a thin wisp of aura dispersed, his sword light passed by, bringing out a lot of crystal moonlight.

These moonlights were disturbed by his sword light, shattered, and splattered into countless transparent fragments, like countless fish scales, and like countless broken lenses.

Lin Ze's figure turned into many Lin Ze under these crystal fragments.

The combination of the Yuehua Sutra Mirror and swordsmanship, with this move alone, has already proved how high Lin Ze's kendo talent is.

Air-to-air, hidden-to-hidden.

Ouyang Qing completely disappeared, almost unable to detect where he was in the dust storm, and now there were many Lin Ze, which also made him unable to determine which one was Lin Ze's figure.

Ouyang Qing snorted coldly, strengthened the true yuan, condensed into thousands of dust swords, and surged through all Lin Ze's figures in a storm.

Puff puff!

All the crystalline moonlight shattered, but Lin Ze's true body was gone.

Ouyang Qing raised his head suddenly, Lin Ze's figure had already swept from the air, Ouyang Qing's wrist flipped over, and a thick red spread out on the long sword.

The two of them were like light and shadow, and in an instant, the sword burst out like lightning almost at the same time, the sound of the sword sounded, and the sword qi was horizontal.

The moment the two figures intertwined, the sword qi roared like a flying dragon, and the sound of the fiery golden stone came into their ears, and each felt the powerful sword intent of the other party.

After Lin Ze's blow, the moment he landed, he turned around with his strength, Zhenyuan was shocked, and his strength ran through his body, and an afterimage crossed in the air, and the fast sword in his hand rushed out.

Ouyang Qing was counterattacking and defending, and with a flick of his wrist, the red mist on the sword body was even more intense, and when he swallowed it out, it was like a Taoist ghost, and with a "snort", he bit Lin Ze's long sword like a poisonous snake spitting apricots.

"Huh?"

Lin Ze immediately felt a wave of evil aura diffuse along the blade, and it was the first time he had personally seen such a strange swordsmanship as the Spell Sword Technique.

He is not ignorant of the cursed sword, the cursed sword combines the fierceness of the sword and the weirdness of the spell, which makes people unguardable. For the swordsmanship in the curse sword, he can use the tip of the needle to the wheat mang, and the sword is broken with the sword, and the spell is mostly guided by blood, hair and skin, etc., he has been wary of it from the beginning, but Ouyang Qing's swordsmanship is completely unexpected.

Although it was an accident, he was not without a countermeasure, the spiritual power of the immortal bones in his body surged, suppressing the evil qi that came from the backlash; at the same time, with a twist of his wrist, the long sword swirled, which helped the power of the spiritual power, and a miserable scream faintly came out of the thick red and disappeared under the impact of the massive spiritual power.

That scream clearly came into Lin Ze's ears, Lin Ze frowned, and said, "Refining the unjust soul?"