Chapter 1144: Thanks a lot

"Boom!"
Yang Lie's seventy-two acupuncture points and stars urged together, and countless light bursts out, and a powerful and extremely powerful energy rushed in all directions.
Those golden rays of light had been absorbed by him seven or eighty-eight, and there was not much left, but after Yang Lie received their blessings, the power of the Sky Demon Region increased greatly!
Under this change, the remaining power of the domain was sucked in one after another, and merged into his body.
Immediately afterwards, the wildly abundant suction was released again, aiming at the remaining gray light
"Huh!"
The violent howl sounded, and the gray light formed a group of tornadoes that swiftly revolved, and circles of elasticity burst out, blocking the power that swallowed the celestial body.
"Ok?"
Yang Lie was a little startled, and then scorned, "I can't help but do the original three overlap, let alone now?"
Suddenly, the Mi Wudao Sword in his palm cleaved again, and the gray tornado that seemed to be a whole body suddenly appeared fine cracks.
Immediately afterwards, part of the cracks was like an arched hill, and was forcibly dragged towards him.
"Holy fluid? No, this is—"
After Yang Lie perceives the aura of that part of the cracked layer clearly, he can't help but shake, and a bunch of brilliant lights burst into his eyes, saying, "Holy! Realm! Broken! Pieces!?"
These gray rays are clearly the Taoist Zen ground of Emperor Jingchen, and Yang Lie perceives a trace of weird aura from it. It is exactly the same as the aura felt in the core ruins of the Jie Sheng. territory!
There is no doubt that Di Jingchen has not gained nothing in Yunmenghai for so many years, and he has also understood some general ideas about the power of the saint. If it weren't for the accidental arrival of a strong man in Shenyue Mountain, and given him a certain amount of time, he might even go one step further and touch a higher level.
It's a pity that all assumptions are meaningless now, especially under Yang Lie's shot, Di Jingchen is even weaker.
"what!"
Di Jingchen couldn't help but screamed, "Stop! As long as you stop, I can promise to share this holy relic with you! Also, I can take you into my Heavenly Demon Emperor Clan and become the core of my Emperor Clan, enjoy Guidance from a strong imperial holy realm!"
Feeling the energy in his body dissipate greatly, the emperor was so frightened that he only wanted to survive, and promised not to start spending money.
"Enter your imperial clan? Didn't the little master throw himself into the trap?"
Yang Lie was so stupid that he was not so stupid. If he really followed Di Jingchen into their clan, he would be sold if he turned around.
Even if the emperor Jingchen is forced to take an oath, it is of no use. After all, for a certain level of power, lifting the shackles of the mere oath is just a backhand affair.
"No, I swear, I will never make things difficult—ah!"
Before he finished speaking, the gray air currents had all been transformed into a ribbon, hula la la rushing into Yang Lie's dantian.
"Ka!"
In an instant, the energy core in the dantian buzzed and trembled.
This core that incorporates all the energy from Yang Lie's refinement, presents a six-sided shape. At first glance, it seems ordinary, but when you look closely, you can see that its edge camouflage changes, almost endless.
No matter how careful you understand it, there are even more mysteries!
The more the core trembled, the more anxious, layers of phantoms were turned around, as if there were invisible hands dancing. Finally, when the core trembled to the extreme, it exploded with a bang.
"Humph!"
Yang Lie couldn't help groaning, the internal organs felt like being torn apart, the pain was far beyond the previous limit, and the danger was about to destroy his mind.
Fortunately, the pain came and went quickly, and in the blink of an eye it receded like a tide, and there was no trace of it.
Then, Yang Lie found that the core had completely exploded and turned into a hazy gray world.
"Zen land?"
There is no doubt that this is the world of Zen born in the body!
Since then, Yang Lie has officially entered the world of Taoists, and the previous secret world is no longer seen, replaced by this higher-level energy world.
At the same time, a strong impulse emerged, faintly stirring the five elements of the energy of the golden wood, water, fire, and earth in the body, as if to arouse the energy deep in the outer sky.
"Does the calamity energy?"
Yang Lie moved in his heart and suppressed it forcibly.
Since entering Yunmenghai, his cultivation level has been continuously improved, and now he is an out-and-out Harmony Realm cultivation base! And he himself is also a five-line cultivator, so the calamity suffered is much more severe than that of a strong person in the same realm.
Therefore, he suppressed this calamity and left it to be used again in the future!
Yang Lie's cultivation base rose sharply, but the opposite emperor Jingchen looked like hell. He never imagined that his utmost knowledge would end up like this.
According to common sense, even if someone can counter his tricks, at most, they will break the formation with more power than others. But Yang Lie is not like that, he can actually look at the weakness of the triple true prohibition, break down one of them, and then devour them separately!
This ability is simply incredible, and it has brought him a huge panic.
"I don't believe it! I still have means, yes, there are means!"
Di Jingchen's face was distorted, and he shouted violently, "I still have the soul of the real peak powerhouse!"
"Rumble!"
Invisible, if there is thunder rolling, and a monstrous sea wave is set off, the violent sound of the explosion will cause people's eardrums to be torn apart, and even the heart veins will be shaken.
The only remaining silvery-white light was like a dragon encountering desperate situation, his back was tensed suddenly, with extremely powerful and violent energy flowing in it, and then they burst out again and rushed in all directions.
"Back! Fast back!"
At this moment, many powerhouses in the heart palace changed their colors in amazement!
Except for Zhou Ji and a few strong men in the Five Elements Realm of Longmen who could barely stand, the remaining warriors, even if they were Tianjiao such as Huo Lingling, all trembled, and a sense of instinct was born of fear.
"Soul storm! This, this is the soul storm!"
A look of horror passed by Yi Wuxian's expression, and she couldn't help but looked at the center of the battle with concern.
At this moment, there were a series of changes in the heart palace. First, Emperor Jingchen turned out to be born, and then Zhou Ji demonstrated mysterious and unpredictable methods.
Whether they like it or not, Yang Lie has become their only hope for reversing the situation, so at this moment everyone's minds are affected by the changes over there!
However, the means that Emperor Jingchen revealed at this moment were too amazing, it was a soul attack--
The soul of a warrior is the most difficult to temper. In addition to being inherently powerful, there are extremely rare artifacts that can be strengthened. The soul can only grow continuously with the accumulation of practice and experience.
Although for characters of their level, ordinary soul attacks have no effect at all, but no one can deny that soul attacks are mysterious and tyrannical.
Among them, Soul Storm is undoubtedly a scary method!
Rumor has it that under the soul storm, the warrior cannot save any trace of the soul mark, and will be annihilated without a trace. Unless you have a strong cultivation base, or a comparable soul energy, you can't resist it at all.
"Die to me!"
Di Jingchen smiled sternly, the expression in his eyes was close to madness, even though he displayed the soul storm at this moment, the price he paid was extremely heavy, and he was not far away from the destruction of form and spirit.
It's a pity that his desperate blow just made Yang Lie smile strangely: "Thank you."
thank?
Di Jingchen was slightly stunned, showing a look of surprise: Thanks? Thanks what?
"We are in the face of ourselves! Ten Fang Yu Devil Burial!"
Before he could realize it, a mysterious shout rang out violently.
Countless silver lights bloomed, and one face was very similar to Yang Lie, but the whole body was wrapped in gorgeous silver light, and it even looked like a figure cast by a silver ingot.
He suddenly shot, slapped Di Jingchen and grabbed it!
"This, this is-Soul Martial Arts!?"
Di Jingchen was almost sluggish, and his heart was already cold. In order to be able to fight against Yang Lie, he had already used all the means, but they were defeated one after another.
I thought that the ultimate soul method could save myself a bit of the situation, but I never thought that the other party had demonstrated an inferior soul martial arts!
and--
"what!"
Di Jingchen felt that his soul seemed to be trapped in the mud. The more he indulged, he soon became too heavy to move, and completely peeled away from his body.
He used his last few vigor to look forward, and finally saw that the silver light of "Yang Lie" on the opposite side became more and more brilliant, and that powerful aura had almost doubled!
"It turns out that it's so..."
Di Jingchen's heart was bleak, and he finally understood why Yang Lie wanted to thank him. It turned out that the soul attack he desperately used was nothing more than a nourishment for the opponent.
At this point, he completely lost all hope of escape, and a deep despair and cruel expression filled his face. Di Jingchen laughed wildly: "I let go of the prohibition on you! You help me kill! Kill him!"
Zheng!
Like the string of a piano bursting, a dark orb flew out of his dantian.
As soon as he appeared, his breath immediately began to dissipate quickly, as if the inflated wind bag had become dry, and an incomparable breath of death appeared.
Obviously, his vitality is fading fast!
At this moment, Di Jingchen seemed to have no threat at all, but Yang Lie's expression became unprecedentedly solemn, his eyes fixed on the gemstone
"Wu, Ao Si, finally got out of trouble! Despicable Sky Demon Race, how do you want to die?"
A vicious voice sounded, and the black mist filled the orb, and soon a golden dragon with four claws appeared. A pair of lantern-sized eyes stared at Di Jingchen, wishing to stop them. Swallow in one bite.
"Ahem!"
The skin on Di Jingchen's face was also wrinkled, and Huipu looked like an old man. After he completely lost all his desire to escape, he instead looked away. Facing the threat of the four-clawed golden dragon, he didn't show any fear, but he smiled: "Ao Si! Remember my condition-kill! That kid, you can be free!"