"Yi Yunfei!" An exclamation of surprise came from the mouths of the crowd, and many people shouted in surprise, and in an instant, countless monks along the entire coast heard this shout.

You must know that these people are all coming for Yi Yunfei, the three words "Yi Yunfei" do not touch their nerves all the time, and when they hear these three words, many people jump up and rush towards this side for the first time.

Yue Yuanfeng sneered, then laughed, his eyes looked at Yi Yunfei coldly, and the smug look on his face was undisguised. Although it cost him a lot of money to get the news of Yi Yunfei from the Tianji Gate, and although he used an even greater price to borrow this soul mirror, as long as he can find Yi Yunfei, all the costs are worth it.

The words "Yi Yunfei" also came into Yi Yunfei's own ears, and as soon as his head buzzed, he knew that something bad was going to happen. His divine thoughts, as well as [Tianyantong], were already very powerful, and the moment he turned around, he had already seen the soul manifestation mirror in Yue Yuanfeng's hand. also saw Yue Yuanfeng's face, which was seven or eight points similar to Yue Qingyang and Yue Yuanhong, and soon he also understood the origin of this person.

Yi Yunfei is not stupid, the first thing he thinks about is to run. What if you recognize me? Should I run away or should I run!

[Divine Foot Pass] was activated instantly, Yi Yunfei's body shook, and when he turned around, he flashed towards the north. He was very confident, although the speed of [Shenzu Tong] could not be said to be invincible in the world, but within the range he knew, he was confident that no one could keep up with his speed.

It's a pity that Yi Yunfei thought of the speed of a person, not the speed of a magic weapon, what Yue Yuanfeng was holding in his hand was a magic weapon from the era of Emperor Wu. The moment Yi Yunfei turned around, Yue Yuanfeng had already begun to drive the magic weapon in his hand, and a sneer came out of his mouth.

The pale gray light of the magic weapon was still shining on Yi Yunfei's body, and with Yue Yuanfeng's drive, this gray light suddenly became intense, and a tearing force emanated from the gray light.

Yi Yunfei suddenly found that he was in the wrong direction, and he had a puzzle in his heart, because he was obviously casting the [Divine Foot Technique] in the direction of the northern part of Zhongzhou, but at this moment, he found that his body was moving rapidly in the direction where Yue Yuanfeng and the others were.

And just as he was about to adjust his direction, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, because he found that he couldn't move his body smoothly as usual. I don't know what to think, Yi Yunfei turned his head and glanced to the north, and this glance made him couldn't help but be shocked.

Because as soon as he turned around, he saw another self, still maintaining this running posture, levitating upright in the air.

Between the lightning and flint, he looked down at his own hands, and suddenly he realized that his body seemed to be very light and light. And he also saw that he was holding the Cangyi Thunder Knife in his hand, but the color of this Cangyi Thunder Dao at the moment was a white color.

"Divine soul, what kind of evil method did this Yue Yuanfeng use to actually detain my divine soul?" Yi Yunfei understood his state at this time, and couldn't help but sweat coldly, of course, if his divine soul could sweat.

"Calm down, you must be calm!" Yi Yunfei still looked at the Cangyi Thunder Knife in his hand, and under the handle of the Cangyi Thunder Knife, there was the ground, he could see that the scenery on the ground was rapidly retreating, and the distance between him and Yue Yuanfeng was rapidly narrowing.

"Xuanling Sutra!" Yi Yunfei thought of the battle with Yuwentong's Divine Thoughts, this [Xuanling Sutra] inexplicably absorbed the other party's Divine Thoughts, not only did he not suffer a loss, but this exercise also advanced smoothly.

The moment the thought turned, the [Xuanling Sutra] had already begun to run rapidly. This exercise has long been integrated into the [I Ching Immortal Canon], and the integration of the [Xuanling True Canon] is a kind of perfection to the [I Ching Immortal Canon]. But at the same time, the [I Ching Immortal Classic] also inadvertently made the [Xuanling Sutra] more reasonable, and the effect between operations was better.

It was just a week's operation, but Yi Yunfei's heart was a little relieved, because he felt that his spirit was instantly stabilized. The body, which was unable to move smoothly, has regained its flexibility at this moment, and although it cannot get out of the pull of the soul manifestation mirror for the time being, its speed has become much slower.

Seeing the means of nine out of ten, Yi Yunfei actually really had the means to deal with it, Yue Yuanfeng's complexion changed greatly, his face became more and more pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept dripping, and he was shocked beyond words.

"How is this possible, what kind of inheritance did this Yi Yunfei get in Yizhou? This is the Soul Manifestation Mirror, in the face of countless alien races with vast magical powers, this Soul Manifestation Mirror has not missed a hand, which has made many alien races frightened. How could I face a native sect master from Yizhou who couldn't completely control him?Is it because my cultivation is not enough?" Yue Yuanfeng's heart was in chaos, and he could only desperately urge the exercises, turning the gray light of the Soul Manifestation Mirror deeper and deeper.

The more you put it in front of you, the more difficult it is to think of many times, and Yi Yunfei's state is like this. And at this moment, he used the [Xuanling True Sutra] to stabilize his body, and after calming down a lot, he suddenly remembered the Cangyi Thunder Knife in his hand.

This Cangyi Thunder Knife was originally in Yi Yunfei's hands, and in the face of the alien race's seizure, he was able to retreat with his whole body, and the divine soul summoned by the Demon Clan's method of calling ancestors was even more afraid of this knife. At this moment, under the illusion, he held it firmly in his hand, so conspicuous, but Yi Yunfei's gaze skipped it, looked at the ground, and calculated how long it would take for him to reach Yue Yuanfeng's body under the tearing of the soul manifestation mirror.

"Cangyi Thunder Knife, it's up to you!" Yi Yunfei raised the knife in his hand with his hand. He was already less than two hundred meters away from Yue Yuanfeng at the moment.

If he was sure, he could have rushed all the way to Yue Yuanfeng, and then slashed at the top of his head with the Cangyi Thunder Knife in his hand. He had never really used this manifest state of the Cangyi Thunder Knife, and if it weren't for the effect of the Soul Manifestation Mirror, he probably wouldn't have known that such a situation would happen.

So he didn't dare to bet, this soul mirror was too weird, and he couldn't judge whether a knife in such a state would have an effect, and what the effect would be.

So he immediately made a decision and slashed at the gray light in front of him, not seeking to hurt the enemy, but only to protect himself!

"Innocent, it's just whimsical, can the light of this soul manifestation mirror be split with a knife?" Yue Yuanfeng sneered, he hadn't thought about it at all, now Yi Yunfei should be in the state of a divine soul, why could he hold a knife in his hand.

There are more and more monks gathered around, and many people feel a little sorry, on the one hand, they regret that Yi Yunfei was plotted by such an ungraceful monk as Yue Yuanfeng. On the other hand, it is also a pity that I can't fight with a master like Yi Yunfei.

At this moment, in the face of the soul manifestation mirror that many monks are silent, Yi Yunfei can still make continuous moves to crack it so calmly, Yi Yunfei's ability can already be seen, although he has not been able to completely crack the power of the soul manifestation mirror, but everyone obviously sees that the tearing power of the soul manifestation mirror on him seems to be much weaker, and the speed at which his soul flies towards the soul manifestation mirror has become at least half slower.

"Haven't you noticed? Yi Yunfei's current cultivation should be at the seventh layer of the void, his divine soul is already the size of a real person!" someone said weakly, as if he felt that it was a little inappropriate to discuss this at the moment, and the things he was concerned about seemed to be a little out of place.

What the monk didn't expect was that his simple words made the hearts of many Zhongzhou monks once again set off turbulent waves. Yi Yunfei has exercises like [Xuanling Sutra], and his soul has grown rapidly all the way, and his soul has been consistent with the size of his physical body a long time ago, and even fused with his physical body.

However, many monks in Zhongzhou, although they also have their own areas of expertise, but in terms of divine souls, there is no one that can compare with Yi Yunfei. There were many Zhongzhou monks who remembered that they were ecstatic because their divine soul had grown by half an inch a few days ago, and at this moment they couldn't help but be ashamed and wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get into it.

"His spirit can still use weapons!"

I was heartbroken, I didn't know that guy interjected a sentence at an inopportune time, and the area of the psychological shadow of many Zhongzhou monks was expanding rapidly.

"This is Yi Yunfei, it's a pity!" Many monks sighed, the previous sentence was for Yi Yunfei's amazement. And the last sentence is in their opinion, Yi Yunfei is under the soul mirror, and he has no luck!

It's just that Yi Yunfei seems to have come to increase the psychological shadow area of these Zhongzhou monks, and the white-colored Cangyi Thunder Knife in his hand slashed down without any suffocation, slashing at the light gray light.

There was no sound, but everyone could see clearly, the light gray light, after the blue wing thunder knife slashed. It's like butter that has been cut by a hot knife, and it's broken as a matter of course.

"Poof!" Yue Yuanfeng's body shook and sat on the ground. As soon as he sat down, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The speed at which the divine soul flew out of the body was very fast, and that was because it was torn apart by the Soul Manifestation Mirror. After this tearing force disappeared, Yi Yunfei's spirit instinctively felt a burst of coldness, and in the direction where his body was, there was a warm feeling, and he wanted to go back.

Therefore, he went back, and in a blink of an eye, everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Yi Yunfei's spirit returned to the physical body.

"Qiang!" Yi Yunfei held the Cangyi Thunder Knife in his hand, he knew that if he couldn't break the Soul Manifestation Mirror in Yue Yuanfeng's hand. Even if he escaped, he would not be able to escape the pursuit of these people.

The muscles on his body continued to agitate and stretch, Yi Yunfei reached out and pressed it on his face a few times, and when he put down his hand, Yi Yunfei, who was familiar and unfamiliar to the Zhongzhou monks, appeared in their eyes again.

"The monks of Zhongzhou are not hospitable at all! I stole your daughter-in-law, or dug up your ancestral grave, is it necessary to target me like this?" Yi Yunfei said with a wry smile on his face, a little aggrieved.