Chapter 881: Snatch invitation

"Elder!!"
Derui Tie was shocked, and the elder who shot the elder's spiritual power was as high as the third level of the Primordial Spirit Realm. He was second only to him in the Hanshan Sect. He was hit this way by the understatement of the young man in front of him. He was extremely shocked. Apart from that, he furiously shot his hands, his palms turned into an astonishing silvery white color, and he pushed against the young man with an icy chill in his roar.
"Tsk tsk... low-level humans, are they so at the mercy of their lives?" The young man dismissed aloud, facing the full blow of Derri Tie, he didn't even retreat, just a look in his eyes and a light touch of his finger. .
"Hey--"
De Ruitie’s ice-cold power, which was strong to the mid-primary spirit realm, was purified and disintegrated in an instant, turning into a pool of water vapor without lethality, and there was an inch-large transparent blood hole in his palm. Behind him, the foreheads of the other three Hanshan sect disciples who did not take action also had a mark on their foreheads... These two blood stains slid all the way from their foreheads through their noses, lips and directly to their necks. , It looks like it was cut from the head by someone.
It seems that it will split in half in the next second.
"you you……"
De Ruitie's eyes were filled with the greatest panic in his life, his eyes widened, and the three disciples behind him were frightened and fainted.
Sect masters and elders of the Hanshan School, as well as the most talented elders in the school, and others, in a few blinks of an eye, lost their fighting ability in the hands of young men.
The disciples standing in the back row didn't even know when the blood mark on their heads appeared.
They only know that when the young man who looks the same size as himself casts his gaze on them, their souls leave the body at that moment, and the next second is like being struck by lightning.
Every cell in his body was leaking panic, and then he passed out.
They fainted completely because of the severe mental injury, which has nothing to do with the injuries on their bodies.
After all, as a warrior, even if his arms are cut off, his hands and feet cannot be obtained, he can still recover from his injuries quickly.
But if the spirit is severely injured, even if there is no wound on the whole body, it is difficult to wake up, so the mental damage is often much stronger than the force.
It's just that the mental strength of ordinary warriors is about the same, even if there are warriors who major in mental strength, at most they can only use their own powerful spirit sea to interfere with each other.
If you want to rely on this ability to kill, you can only do it with the absolute suppression of cultivation base, blood and aptitude.
"It's boring... It's too fragile." The young man put away the jade fan, his whole body was not stained with blood.
The middle-aged man in black robes shook his head helplessly. The son is still too young. He absolutely suppresses the ordinary people in front of him. How can they be his opponents? Talking to these inferior people is a waste of time.
They have a hundred ways to get an invitation letter without attracting the other's attention.
But everyone was dizzy, and now it was useless to say these things, walked forward, grabbed the empty palm, a golden invitation letter flew out of Tie Rui De's space ring.
After getting the invitation letter, the old man in black robe didn't even look at the few people on the ground. As for those Derek
Opening the invitation card, the black-clothed old man wiped it with his finger, and the original name disappeared. He moved his finger again and imprinted the new name on it with spiritual power, then closed it and handed it to the young man.
"Very good." The young man took the invitation and laughed: "As a country of etiquette, I still understand this as a guest, hahahaha."
"Let's go, let us see what this ancient clock is."