Zheng Lei knew that going on like this would only be detrimental to himself, but he didn't have a little way to deal with it, and he couldn't force the ghost light emitted from the yin jade, so he could only keep dodging, waiting for an opportunity to attack Yue Qingmei, he had already calculated in his heart, if he couldn't find Yue Qingmei's flaws after a while, then he would have to retreat into the realm.

With Feng Ge here, even if Yue Qingmei chased him into the realm, nothing would happen to him.

With the idea of retreating, Zheng Lei pressed a hand on the storage jade plate, and waited for a piece of Yuan Force to quietly spit it in at the critical moment, and immediately retreated into the passage.

I don't know if Yue Qingmei found out that Zheng Lei had retreated, or what, suddenly Yue Qingmei burst out, and the yin jade on her chest actually spun violently, and bursts of ghostly light instantly wrapped Zheng Lei, and a huge imprisoning force pressed towards him from all around him.

Zheng Lei saw that it was not good, and hurriedly reached out to pinch his hand print, but before he could stretch out the index finger of his right hand, the imprisoning power imprisoned his body. If it weren't for the fact that he had been reciting the mantra of Baoshan Yin in his heart, I am afraid that this imprisoning power would have completely imprisoned him even his body and soul.

Rao is like this, the power of imprisonment is still constantly weakening his cultivation, gradually, he finally feels that the power around him is not only the power of imprisonment, but also an invisible force, constantly weakening his cultivation and weakening everything about him.

But at this time, he was no longer able to move, and it was not easy to barely maintain the normal state of his thinking, and it was already a fool's dream to use his yuan power to open the passage back to the realm.

"Aren't you very powerful? Don't you want to kill me? If you have the ability, you can kill me!" Yue Qingmei roared, Xu was she roared too fiercely, and the blood hole in her chest began to gurgle again, and the medicinal powder that she had pressed on her chest before was also washed away by the blood gushing out, which didn't have much effect at all.

Yue Qingmei's face was already a little pale, she was injured so badly, she didn't have timely treatment, but she was still fighting with Zheng Lei, which made her injuries aggravate a lot, and while the Yin Jade was playing a role, it was still absorbing the power in her blood.

It's not that she doesn't want to heal her wounds, it's not that she doesn't know that she has to treat now, but Zheng Lei is here, firstly, she may not be able to walk if she wants to, and secondly, she finds that every time she meets Zheng Lei, Zheng Lei's cultivation is improving, and her cultivation is a fusion of the cultivation of multiple people, which was forcibly piled up, and there is almost no possibility of further promotion in the future.

It's just that even she didn't notice that in her wounds, there were dense small electric snakes, constantly swimming, preventing any medicinal power from penetrating, and at the same time, there were some black flames burning her wounds, under the effect of the two, the handful of medicinal powder just now almost did not play any role, and her injuries were aggravated a lot.

Zheng Lei listened to Yue Qingmei's roar, and he had no freedom to speak if he wanted to, so he could only listen to her yelling at himself.

Suddenly, Yue Qingmei screamed, causing Zheng Lei to quickly focus on her body, only to see that the yin jade hanging on her chest stopped rotating, and the ghost light emitted on it was also rapidly dissipating, and Zheng Lei also felt that the imprisoning power had stopped increasing, and his cultivation would no longer continue to be weakened, and finally, the ghost light was only the last line, barely connected to Zheng Lei's body, maintaining its current state.

And Yue Qingmei's wound could no longer shed a single blood, and even the surrounding spiritual power was constantly sucked into her body, trying to repair her damaged cell tissue. But with the effect of thunder and firepower, these spiritual powers did not play a big role.

The reason for all this is actually because her cultivation is created by the joint efforts of many people, so the spiritual power in her body is not pure, and when she was just injured, she didn't show any performance, but when her blood outflow reached half of the total blood volume in her body, one of these spiritual powers operated on its own, preventing her blood from continuing to flow out.

Although it prevented her from continuing to bleed, but for her, I don't know if it was lucky or unlucky, if there was no blood to continue to flow, Yin Yu would not continue to play a role, although Zheng Lei's cultivation was partially reduced, but it still had cultivation, with her current injured body, it was very difficult to kill such Zheng Lei.

"Is it really just for me to regret it for the rest of my life? Why is God so unfair to me? Why does even Rou'er abandon me? Why? Amaterasu, can you open your eyes and look at me? Why can't even my little wish be fulfilled? All beings are not equal at all! I will always be the noblest ......" Yue Qingmei said incoherently, not knowing whether to say it to Zheng Lei, or to herself, or to the gods in the sky.

After muttering for a while, Yue Qingmei suddenly stopped, flipped her hand, and a long knife appeared in her hand, roaring, and stabbing towards Zheng Lei's body.

Zheng Lei couldn't move, he couldn't even feel the pain, and he didn't know which of Yue Qingmei's words just now plucked a certain string in his heart, making him fall into contemplation for a moment, and the Baoshan Yin mantra in his mouth also forgot to continue reading, fortunately, Yin Yu no longer continued to play a role, otherwise, he would probably be directly cut into an existence similar to a mortal.

Poof, the long knife was inserted into Zheng Lei's body, and it didn't make Zheng Lei have any expression, because he didn't feel pain at all.

Yue Qingmei didn't have a knife to stab Zheng Lei's vital point, but after this knife stabbed in, she slowly turned the handle of the knife, letting the long knife slowly rotate in his body, although Zheng Lei didn't feel pain at all, there was still a sense of satisfaction in her heart, she had given up absorbing Zheng Lei's essence, as long as she could kill Zheng Lei, she was willing.

Perhaps it was this objective condition that made Zheng Lei's body not feel any of the six senses, and even his thinking was affected a lot, allowing him to enter the realm of forgetting things and self for a while.

At the moment, a question is entangled in his mind: How is the Dharma?

Zheng Lei didn't know where he had seen such a story:

There is a high monk, every time he talks to someone about the Dharma, he always puts up a finger, his little apprentice has seen a lot, thinking that he also understands the Dharma, so whenever this high monk is no longer there, others ask him, he will follow the master's example, put up a finger, indeed there are many people because of the finger he erected and have an epiphany, but he himself never understands what such a finger is.

Later, his affairs reached the ears of the monk, and the monk asked him the same question, he still stretched out a finger, and the monk waved his knife and cut off the finger of the little apprentice, and the little apprentice screamed in pain, turned his head and ran, was stopped by the monk, and asked: "How is the Dharma?" The boy subconsciously raised his finger, but the original finger was missing, but it suddenly dawned on him in an instant.

Zheng Lei had read this story a long time ago, but he didn't understand what it meant, and he had always been in contact with things from the Daomen, and he didn't know much about the things of Buddhism, but now he happened to stretch out a finger and kept this posture and couldn't move, which happened to add the surrounding environment, so that he fell into the realm of forgetting things and me for a while.

In this realm, he was also staring at his own finger, and in his eyes, that finger suddenly disappeared, suddenly appeared, and kept changing.

Suddenly, a spiritual light in Zheng Lei's brain suddenly dawned on him, and a little golden light slowly appeared on his fingertips, and the appearance of the golden light broke the confinement formed by the yin jade ghostly light, and made Zheng Lei's feeling for the body recover instantly, although a piercing pain spread throughout his body, making him tremble for a while, but for his sudden epiphany, it was no longer important.

Yin Yu's power did not disappear, his cultivation was still at the point of being weakened to the peak of the fourth step, but he did not have the slightest fear and gently touched Yue Qingmei, and suddenly the golden light spread out and fell on the two of them, and suddenly the existing cultivation gap between the two reached the same in an instant, and even the action ability of the two reached the same level.

Yue Qingmei felt that her strength was weakened by the golden light, and she was suddenly shocked, and the long knife in her hand was horizontal, and she was about to twist it in Zheng Lei's abdomen for a while, but the Huolin Sword in Zheng Lei's hand had already slashed at her body, and she was already seriously injured, she could no longer hold the knife, and was slashed away by the Huolin Sword, with a long wound, hit the wall, and fell to the ground.

"How can this be, Yin Yu can't devour the Lord!" Yue Qingmei said unwillingly.

"One finger of Zen, all laws are one, thousands of differences are equal, one finger is encompassing the world of thousands of weather, how can you understand?" Zheng Lei said slowly, walked in front of Yue Qingmei with the Huolin Sword, and then said: "People can't be patriotic, but they can't be based on invading others, especially this form of aggression where eggs touch stones, and you will never be able to gain the slightest!"

"Amaterasu is ......" Yue Qingmei opened her mouth to continue quibbling, Zheng Lei's sword slashed at her neck, but did not cut off her head, because at the critical moment, Yin Yu turned slightly, blocking the front of the Huolin sword, saving Yue Qingmei's life.

"Hahaha...... , as long as there is Hook Jade, you will never be able to kill me!" Yue Qingmei hissed for a while, suddenly grabbed Yin Yu, and stabbed the tip of Yin Jade on her body at once, even if the spiritual power in her body prevented the continued flow of her blood, but it couldn't stop the continued flow of her blood, piercing the tip of Yin Jade into her body, even if that spiritual power, it couldn't stop Yin Yu from continuing to absorb her blood to turn into her power to kill Zheng Lei.