But seeing the yellow-faced monk, he patted his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and a channel like a black hole was visible to the naked eye from the center of his eyebrows. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is the monk's spiritual power channel, through this channel, Daoists can discover where the source of the spiritual power is located, proving that what is said in the lower is true!"

Su Wen did not inject all his spiritual power at once, but walked away through a trace of temptation.

The dry-faced monk was not dissatisfied, but rather expected Su Wen's move.

Through this passage, Su Wen felt the origin of this person's spiritual power, and this source of spiritual power was not the same as the spiritual sea, where he could feel the aura like waves, but an invisible thing, similar to the spiritual root of a monk.

"Sure enough, this monk's spiritual power is about three times higher than that of a monk of the same rank, but it is much worse than me!"

In an instant, Su Wen knew the strength of the other party's mental power, and his heart was slightly relieved.

"I don't know if you can rest assured?"

In this way, the other party uses his spiritual power to probe the origin of his spiritual power with great fanfare, among the monks, there are almost no them, unless they are extremely close, they are in danger of being devoured.

Once the spiritual power is lost, it is much more difficult to recover than the recovery of the aura, and Su Wen has a deeper understanding of the spiritual power through the introduction of the pharmacopoeia.

There is a kind of pill in the pharmacopoeia, called the puppet pill, which must be integrated into one's own spiritual power brand.

"Daoist friends believe so much, aren't you afraid that you will suddenly turn back at this moment?"

Su Wen couldn't help asking, there was still a hint of worry in his heart.

A trace of disdain flashed in the depths of the yellow-faced monk's eyes, but he was caught by Su Wen's Dao eyes, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Daoist friends are too careful, if you are trapped in this desert for a few more days, you are afraid that your life is dying, and you just know a little about the spiritual power fusion method in Xia, this move is also a helpless move!"

The yellow-faced monk sighed, showing his desire to survive.

Su Wen sneered in his heart, and said with a smile: "Since Daoist friends believe in the next, and they also want to get out of trouble in a hurry, let's give it a go." ”

When the yellow-faced monk heard this, he was slightly excited, and maintained the spiritual power channel, just waiting for Su Wen's spiritual power to enter.

It is rumored that for people with profound spiritual power, spiritual power will show different colors, and even those monks who specialize in spiritual power, spiritual power can already reach the realm of incarnation.

Su Wen's spiritual power was far from enough, and he did not completely export all his spiritual power, but extracted about one-third of his spiritual power, which was just one point weaker than the yellow-faced monk.

As soon as Fang entered, the yellow-faced monk was surprised and delighted.

"Daoyou's spiritual power is so powerful, even similar to me!"

The greedy color on the yellow-faced monk's face flashed, and the spiritual power channel was suddenly closed, and Su Wen's part of the spiritual power lost contact in an instant.

"What are you doing?"

Su Wen pretended to be surprised, but he was already extremely sure in his heart, this yellow face was self-cultivation, and he must devour his spiritual power.

At this time, the origin of the spiritual power of the yellow-faced monk had turned into a fierce beast with teeth and claws, but Su Wen's spiritual power did not resist at all, like a sheep, swallowed by the fierce beast transformed by the spiritual power.

Although he lost contact, at the moment when his spiritual power was swallowed, Su Wen still felt the pain that seemed to pierce his soul, and his spiritual power was transformed by the monk's state of mind, and when his spiritual power was devoured, it was as if his state of mind was constantly degrading, and the process was extremely painful.

"Humph!"

Enduring the severe pain, Su Wen's spiritual power was all released, and the closed spiritual power channel was opened by Su Wen again.

Moved by his mind, Su Wen's spiritual power instantly fused into one place, turning into a giant sword, which was three times larger than the fierce beast, and at this moment, the fierce beast transformed by the spiritual power of the yellow-faced monk trembled, looked at the giant sword that stabbed at him, and hurriedly fled into the distance.

"You, you cheat!!"

The yellow-faced monk's face was extremely angry, with the strength of Su Wen's spiritual power, it wouldn't take long for him to catch up with him and defeat the origin of his spiritual power, when the time came, his spiritual wisdom that had only been born for thousands of years would be destroyed in an instant, and thousands of years of penance would instantly turn into nothingness and become lifeless again.

Mental power is limited, but aura is not affected.

"As long as I feel that the source of my spiritual power is destroyed, kill the other party, and then I will have a way to live!"

"Quicksand!!"

The yellow-faced monk pointed at Su Wen, and the desert under his feet instantly surged, Su Wen's figure continued to sink, but the yellow-faced monk was not affected in the slightest.

This quicksand is like a whirlpool, the suction power keeps coming, and the whirlpool is getting tighter and tighter, as if it wants to smash Su Wen.

Even Su Wen's physical strength was also hurt by this quicksand whirlpool, and a lot of epidermis had been broken by the quicksand, and a lot of blood flowed out, but I was afraid that if I continued, sooner or later I would not be able to hold on.

"The mental power is about to catch up with the other party, hold on a little longer!"

"Great Hades Fist!"

This is Su Wen's most aggressive move today, but even so, it seems to be like hitting cotton, and there is nowhere to use it.

"This quicksand is really difficult!!"

Although this punch did not have a big effect, it opened up the quicksand vortex a little, buying a little time.

"Is your body made of iron?"

The yellow-faced monk couldn't help but be shocked to see that the quicksand whirlpool only pierced its epidermis, but it didn't hurt it at all.

"Hurry up!!!"

At this moment, the giant sword transformed by spiritual power was only a few feet away from the fierce beast transformed by the source of the opponent's spiritual power.

"Damn!You forced me!!"

The yellow-faced monk shouted angrily, and his body gradually became smaller, and finally turned into an earthy yellow creature that resembled the appearance of a monkey.

"You, you're not human??"

Su Wen only felt a burst of cool air rushing towards the Tianling Gai, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

The monkey-like creature had a mouth full of fangs, and after recovering itself, it grew from small to large, and in the blink of an eye, it became more than ten zhang high, and the spiritual pressure around it became several times stronger.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Under the roar of this huge creature, the entire desert trembled a little, and the power of the quicksand vortex suddenly increased several times.

The sound of "click" sounded, and many bones in Su Wen's body could no longer bear the pressure and were broken by the shock.

At the same time, the fierce beast smashed down with a punch, with the power of the whirlpool below, if this punch was smashed, even if it was transformed by a trace of dark energy, the origin of the body would definitely die and could not die again.

Seeing the fist fall instantly, Su Wen's face suddenly became quite hideous.

"Catch up, keep up!!"

Just when the giant fist was about to hit Su Wen, only a few feet away from Su Wen, the giant sword transformed by Su Wen's spiritual power finally caught up with the source of the opponent's spiritual power, and stabbed it without a doubt.

"Whoa!!"

The giant creature let out a piercing scream, blinking back to its previous monkey-like form, rolling in pain with its head in its hands.

The desert whirlpool slowly dissipated without the support of aura.

At this moment, Su Wen's whole body was already soaked, mixed with a lot of bloodstains, and he was panting heavily, and he was almost killed on the spot.

The source of the other party's spiritual power is also quite condensed, and under one stab, it only lost a lot.

At this moment, the giant sword transformed by Su Wen's spiritual power was still only pointing at the source of the other party's spiritual power, and under the injury, the source of spiritual power had turned into a prototype and turned into a round ball, and under the Su Wen giant sword, it looked trembling and towering.