Chapter 150: The soul of the soul master!

You all retreat!

In the moment, Yan Zhen didn’t know how many thoughts he had turned, and stood up and walked around in front of the large tiger skin handsome chair. His face was cloudy and uncertain, and the dark iron case seemed to sway with his footsteps. Go, the eyes of people who are full of halls turn with the majestic and handsome body.
The majesty of the soldiers for many years has enabled him to develop a temperament that naturally attracts everyone's attention and makes people feel moody. [m]
Even Hong Yi looked at the way Yan Zhen walked around, and it was difficult to guess what he was thinking about. For a moment, he suddenly felt that he couldn’t grasp the mind of this handsome man. He didn’t know if he was angry at the next moment, or something else.
With the king as a tiger.
This word suddenly came out of Hong Yi’s heart.
Although Yan Zhen is not a king, he has the supreme right among the 100,000 soldiers in the Jinghai camp. It is also equal to the "Emperor of the Earth."
"The role of the tens of thousands of male soldiers can be dominated. It is really unfathomable. This time I was fortunate that I was able to bring all the masters to the momentum... even, even the tiger skin that was too good. Finally, let this coach have a little scruples, he does not even care about the jade prince, is a powerful person. If I am weak today, may be how he is jealous."
When Hong Yi was thinking about it, suddenly, Yan Zhen stopped his moving body, waved his hand, and issued an order, which shocked him.
Oh!
Between the waves, the masters standing slowly on both sides of the hall stood upright, the armor of the body was a regular sound, and there was no sound of doubt in the mouth. The moment, the hall was quiet and quiet. terrible.
Hung Yi once again felt the swing between the Jing Haijun coach. Command the master as an arm.
Just a subway guard in the hall. Thirty-six people. A top-ranked martial artist. Each of them is six people. There is a congenital master. It is imaginable. These people have been working with the exercise for a long time. Move your hands to cleanliness. Cooperate with you. Far from being a master of Hong Yi. Singles are brave. But really match the array. But still far from each other.
Other than that. Hong Yi is even more aware. The hall was closed on both sides of the door. Vaguely breathing for a long time. It can be seen that the high-handed knife axe is also ambushed.
This is a strong lineup. If Yan Zhen ironed his heart and forced himself to kill himself. One order. These people are around. Hundreds of thousands of "blood shark" elites rushed into the square. Except yourself. Iron land was destroyed.
Even if you use the technique. The flesh still can't be saved.
"Give sit!"
After only one person in the hall, Yan Zhen, he went back to sit on the tiger skin handsome chair, his eyebrows provoked, against Hong Yi and the seven masters behind him.
When Hong Yi saw this posture, he knew that the coach would talk to himself!
Originally, although he was recommended by the Jade Prince, in the eyes of the coach, it is simply the role of a small pawn. Even if it is killed, the Jade Prince will not be evil with him. But now Hong Yiliang has shown his own strength, but also pulled out the relationship of too much, and the weight in his mind has greatly increased.
After Hong Yi and others sat down, Yan Zhen suddenly spoke.
"In early August, the cabinet received the emperor's mouth, saying that it was for the cabinet ministers to discuss the transfer of the governor of Nanzhou, Wei Taicang, to Beijing, and let Li Shangguang, the book of the Ministry of Rites, come to Nanzhou to take over as the governor of Nanzhou."
When Yan Zhen opened his mouth, he said something like this that was completely irrelevant.
However, when this was said, Hung Yi immediately understood in his heart: "Is the Emperor not worried about this to the Prince?"
The governor of the seven provinces of Nanzhou is the prince's shackles, but now the emperor actually wants to negotiate with the cabinet, let Wei Taicang go to Beijing to report, and change Li Shenguang to the governor of Nanzhou. This is to weaken the power of the prince.
The governor of a state is a large-scale squadron, and has the power to control the troops and horses. Once the things in the capital have changed, they can even transfer troops to Beijing, and the diligent kings are driving the car.
"Li Shenguang is the master of the first place to solve the problem. The most is the righteousness. It is more than enough to do the seal of the country. But the guardian is in the 30 years of Nanzhou, deep-rooted, even if Li Shi is transferred to be the governor. There are so many elbows, I am afraid that within five years and ten years, there is nothing to build. Moreover, now that the East Yunmeng is eager to move, the sea is not pleasing, and it is not appropriate to change the borders of the dynasty. I am afraid that it is only the drizzle of the emperor, let the subordinates know that they are themselves. I am dissatisfied with the Prince! Otherwise, there is no need for the cabinet to negotiate, and the ministry will go down directly, and the cabinet will not be able to resist the evil!"
Hong Yi thought for a moment and opened the way.
"Good! I can't think of Hong Yi. You are not only quite powerful, but also proficient in the emperor's mind. At a young age, you are so worried, and you are not afraid of folding your life."
Suddenly, the doors on both sides were open, and a man with a folding fan and a Confucian scholar was walked out from the inside. The man is tall, with a belt around his waist, a jade hanging on the belt, his eyes are gray, and there is no look at it at first glance, but the more he looks, the more he feels that he wants to get the soul into it.
"Good guy! Who is this person? Why didn't I feel it?"
As soon as this person appeared, Hong Yi’s soul was deep, and he felt a faintly dangerous taste. This is a danger that the strength is too big.
"Readers are clear-minded and understand the heavens, repair their own sanctification, do not repair the foreign life." Hong Yi stared at a sudden emergence of scholars faint.
"it is good!"
The scholar called again and handed the folding fan from the right hand to the left hand.
Bang!
This imaginary grasp, in his palm, seems to have a dark invisible vortex, Hong Yi suddenly between, feeling the shock of the soul, seems to be out of the body, into the whirlpool he mastered.
"What is this technique?"
The spirit of Hong Yi was shocked, and the spirit of the spirit was kept. The image of Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva flashed through the thoughts. With the help of the giant force, the soul of the gods was suppressed and not sucked away.
"Ok?"
This scholar seems to feel a slight accident, the palm is a catch, the vortex disappears, the whole hall, a burst of dry, seems to become a desert, the water does not know where to go.
What followed was that the scholars were in the palm of their hands, and they gathered a crystal clear, seemingly crystal-like sharp sword, which broke out and pulled out a long sword, and instantly slammed into Hongyi.
This kind of spirit does not have to go out, feel free to surround the water, it is already close to the ghost master level of the master!
This kind of realm is the means by which the soul is divided after the possession of the body. This realm is also a realm between the Yin and the ghosts.
After Dacheng, the soul is divided, the thoughts are moving, the Tao is infinite, and the body is also
If you use martial arts, you don’t have to swear.
After passing through this realm of realm, it is the ghost who can truly reincarnate and have infinite life!
Hong Yi is now far from this realm.
This condensed water is a sword, broken and killed, the speed is very fast, the force of cutting is absolutely no less than the sharp sword of rebar, and the power can even cut the armor.
This is the real means of Taoism.
Hey!
This water sword was smashed and smothered. Lei Yi, who was around Hong Yi, suddenly moved. The six-foot-long knife that was carrying it was broken and instantly squirted, greeted the water sword, and the two sides collided and issued a gold and iron cross. The sound, the blade seems to kill the crystal.
Lei Lie knife method is fierce, such as violent storms, greet the water sword, instantly is more than a dozen knives, hard to intercept the water sword, not to make further progress, while the endless suffocation of the knife gradually shocked the idea of ​​water sword Make the water sword loose.
"Well? Break the knife!"
The scholar was shocked again, spit out two words "condensing!" "Explosion!"
boom! The whole water sword suddenly gathered, and it became a large group of water polo balls. It was dripping, and it glowed with crystal brilliance. Then it exploded violently. The huge explosive force shook the hall and shook it slightly. It was blown up by the explosion, as if it had been struck by a hammer.
Hong Yi faintly saw that Lei Li’s hand with a knife was now shaking slightly, and his face was pale and he recovered his blood.
Lei Lie was condensed by water swords, and the power of the explosion shook his blood and suffocated, and he could not connect at all.
Just call this opportunity, the scholars are single-handedly grabbed, and a crystal-smelling air snake suddenly appears around the body. This gas snake is composed entirely of gas, twisted and transparent, but the body is strong and powerful, and the texture scales are finished. It seems to be a living creature.
After grabbing this gas snake, the gentleman smiled slightly, and the air snake flew up and flew around, flying around Lei Lie.
Lei Lie changed his face in an instant. He felt that if this air snake took a knife to smash it, it would definitely burst open and the air would oscillate. It would be enough to shake the five internal organs and break the bones!
The power of this air snake is no different from the explosives of Fang Xiandao.
"Mr. Good means, it seems that you don't have to tease us!" Hong Yi blinked and suddenly said: "I don't know who is the master of the party?"
The other party’s efforts to shape the air around the void are too shocking. Hong Yi is conceited, unless this person enters the yin and yang peach sword, and fights with himself, there is a chance of winning, and now, he will die!
Among the Jinghai Navy, there are such masters of Taoism. And look at this scholar, the body is extremely symmetrical, walking freely, such as the wind, the gas is stretched, the masters present, no one can match. I know that this person's martial arts has also surpassed the realm of the people present.
It turned out to be a top master like Zhao Yurong.
"Mr. Duan Da just made a joke with you. This is my friend who knows how to make friends. It is also the first military commander of the Jinghai Navy. He is also the leader of the Yunzhou Evil Gate.
Yan Zhen does not move the sound of the road.
Mr. Duan Da smiled slightly, and one of the air snakes dispersed gently. In the hall, a strong wind blew, and Hong Yi’s body was slightly reclined. It took a while to dissipate.
The flow of gas is the wind. This gas snake is formed by Mr. Duan Da's condensed airflow. Now, when it is dispersed, the airflow rolls violently, and naturally it forms a strong wind.
However, in this hand, Hong Yi also came out, and this section of Mr. Da has never cultivated into the realm of ghosts. Otherwise, the air snake will be scattered and silent.
Now scattered, the wind is obviously the control of the mind, did not reach the realm of the fire.
However, it is such a realm that it is still not the current Hongyi.
Hung Yi knows that although he can break through the obstacles from the manifestation to the possession, he also needs to cultivate for a period of time and save the power of the spirit to truly stabilize the dignified state of the possession.
Even if you step into the realm of possession, you must cultivate to the possession of Dacheng. I am afraid that it is definitely not a matter of overnight. Even after the possession of Dacheng, it is difficult to divide the spirit and move toward the ghost.
Spiritual cultivation, the more difficult it is, the more difficult it is, even if Hong Yi now has the sacred book of the past, there is still no absolute certainty in the cultivation of ghosts.
"Mr. Yunzhou, the main section of the spirit of the sacred sects! It turned out to be the master of a faction. It is no wonder that there is such a cultivation." Hong Yi was not surprised to hear the identity of this person. Since it is a sect, there is such a means. It is not unusual.
Yunzhou is located in a remote place, belonging to the poor mountain water, the soul of the soul is a martial art of the soul repair, pay attention to the power of the soul, gather the air of the void, condense the formation, call the wind and rain, open the mountain cracked stone. There are two most desirable means of this martial art, one is the demention, and the other is the formation of condensate.
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The formation of condensate gas is just the gas snake, which is entangled. As long as the thoughts are scattered, the air waves are severe, and the strength at the center can tear the human body. Even a master like Lei Lie will be severely injured by the waves.
Hong Yi said all this, but also listened to the red chasing Yang, and now the heart is clear.
"I just made the soul of the soul, but I can't catch your soul. The power of your spirit is at least the realm of manifestation. When you are old, you can cultivate into a manifestation. It is worthy of being a person who is too true."
Mr. Duan Da’s sentence immediately confirmed the identity of Hong Yi.
"Good insurance!" Hung Yi sighed in his heart and knew that he had just smashed the tiger skin. Yan Zhen didn't believe much in his heart, so he made a temptation for Mr. Duan, and now the other person said it, you can imagine it, Yan Zhen There is no more doubt in my heart.
"Since Mr. Duan Da said so, you really are too good people." Yan Zhen looked at Hong Yi.
"Fortunately, I did not use Taoism just now. Otherwise, the other party will see that I am practicing the magical power of the Great Zen Temple. It is not the Taoism of the Tao. It is too good, too good... What is Taoism? I don't know one of my ghosts." Hong Yi thought in his heart.
"Is it too good to support the Prince of Yu?"
At this time, Yan Zhen determined the thoughts in his heart, and asked Hong Yi directly to open the door.
"Of course!" Hong Yi thought of a turn, simply installed in the end, nodded. (To be continued, if you want to know what happened, please visit m, chapter more, support the author, support genuine reading!)