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The first thousand one hundred and twenty-eight chapters try

Chen Yuan must always maintain the spiritual power supply of the Shenyin Cang. The most important thing is that the spiritual power of these attacks is not ordinary spiritual power, but contains the spiritual power of Chen Yuan's life laws, so it will take even more energy.

Chen Yuan didn't know if his life spiritual power activated the dead energy in Shenyin Cang's body or if the body of Shenyin Cang's body had been destroyed by the dead energy before.

But no matter what, if Chen Yuan stopped at this time, or was disturbed by external forces, causing the dead energy in the Shenyin Cang to explode, then he would be a god and would be unable to save him.

Xiyang and Tamamogi communicated in Japanese. Chen Yuan could not understand a word after listening for a long time. Shen Yincang understood it, but he was now fighting with the death breath in his body and couldn't even speak.

"Zhao Shiyi, I'll leave it to you. Shenyin Cang was seriously injured. If I was disturbed, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Hearing Chen Yuan's order, Zhao Shiyi nodded slightly. He walked to Yumaoxi and pulled her behind him.

"I'll do it."

Although Zhao Shiyi has been hiding in Chen Yuan's figure for most of the time, Tamamoxi knows that the man inseparable from Chen Yuan's figure is as unfathomable as the man in front of him.

"Brother Eleventh, there are not many people in the Monk Ghost House anymore, so show mercy." Girls usually mature early, Tamamori knows the most, and she can understand the feeling of the sunset, so she knows that the other party is actually doing it for the Monk Ghost House.

Hearing the sadness in Tamamoki's words called her Eleventh Brother, Zhao Shiyi's body suddenly trembled slightly, and an inexplicable emotion suddenly surged into his heart, which he had never felt as a spiritual body.

Although Zhao Shiyi also felt a strange emotion when training Shadow Killing Hall before, that emotion was completely different from what Tamamoxi conveyed. Feeling the slightly accelerated blood all over his body, Zhao Shiyi gently patted Tamamoxi's head.

"I understand. As long as he is not possessed by the Thousand Eyeworm, I will not hurt him."

After making a promise to Yumoxi, Zhao Shiyi walked towards the sunset.

"Chen Yuan, thank you very much for being able to make me a real person and let me feel so many emotions." Since I got my flesh and blood body, Zhao Shiyi has received more and more emotions.

And these feelings were completely unimaginable when he was a thousand-eyed insect splitting body, and all of this was attributed to Chen Yuan. Zhao Shiyi was grateful to Chen Yuan for everything he did for him from the bottom of his heart.

Back to reality, the cultivation level of the Taoist protector named Xiyang in front of him is only the peak of Martial Master. The cultivation level of Zhao Shiyi's Martial Emperor is no suspense with him, but there is still a little trouble to subdue Xiyang under unharmed conditions.

Although Zhao Shiyi can directly control the sunset with his mental power, it will have too much impact on his body, and if he is not careful, it will affect his life.

Zhao Shiyi had other plans, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to try the ancient martial arts he learned from Chen Yuan.

"Chinese people? Why do they appear here?" I don't know if Chinese language is a compulsory course in the Monk Ghost House. Anyway, as long as people from the Monk Ghost House will have some.

Hearing the sunset asks himself in a bad Chinese language, Zhao Shiyi gently put on a stance and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's see the truth under your hands."

Zhao Shiyi did not release all his strength, and martial master appeared all over him

The peak spiritual power fluctuations, this time, Zhao Shiyi's plan is to train troops.

Although the effect of mental power is almost omnipotent, it is always good to learn more skills. What's more, in the near future, there is still a terrifying mental monster waiting for him and Chen Yuan.

That is the Qiange's original body. Zhao Shiyi didn't know whether his current mental power could swallow the Qiange's original body. If he had more trump cards, he would have more chances of winning.

The ancient Chinese martial arts are long and profound. Zhao Shiyi usually hides in the five elements to study ancient martial arts, and not only understands them, but also kills time.

The Taoist protector Xiyang didn't know that Zhao Shiyi's true strength was at the peak of the Martial Emperor. He thought that the opponent's strength was equal, and Xiyang had almost never lost to the opponent of the same level, so he was full of confidence at this time.

The Sea of ​​Eternals is the forbidden place of the Monk's Ghost House, and outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering. Even if Zhao Shiyi is a Japanese man, Sunset will not show mercy, let alone the other party is still a Chinese.

Xichang took a deep breath and signaled Haruko and others to retreat aside. He was a member of the Monk Ghost House and had to maintain the honor of the Monk Ghost House. If he had not been outside with Haruko Tamamo and others to experience it, he would have wished he could sprinkle his blood on the soil of the Sea of ​​Eternals.

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the sunset staff was stalked on the ground, smashing a deep pit, and a dull sound came.

The sound was like a horn. Zhao Shiyi on the other side instantly started to eject, stretched out his palm and slapped straight towards the sunset.

It was Chen Yuan who first learned the powerful Vajra Palm. Looking at the bitter palm wind coming from Zhao Shiyi's palm, the sunset snorted coldly, and the land in front of him suddenly rolled up, and a thick vine branches suddenly appeared, completely binding Zhao Shiyi's body.

Zhao Shiyi wanted to break free, but then he found that these branches were extremely tough, and there was a strange suction force on them, constantly absorbing his own spiritual power. The greater the release of Zhao Shiyi's spiritual power, the faster the thick branches would absorb.

"Brother Eleventh Brother, be careful. The Taoist guardians have the power to manipulate nature, and these branches will absorb your spiritual power."

Zhao Shiyi did not show her true strength in front of Tamamoxi and others, so when she saw that you, Sunset, used the unique skills of the Taoist protector to tie Zhao Shiyi up, she couldn't help but worry.

"It turns into fertilizer for the sacred tree in this endless entanglement. Although I don't know what methods you used to confuse Tamamori, the Sea of ​​Wanshi is not something that you can enter at will, so you can pay the price!"

The sound of the sunset was in the ancient well, but there were more and more branches surrounding Zhao Shiyi, thicker and tighter, and they were about to completely swallow Zhao Shiyi.

"This is a bit similar to the Beiming Divine Art." Although Zhao Shiyi was imprisoned and unable to move in the branch, he was not panicked.

Although these branches can be used to absorb spiritual power, compared with the Beiming Divine Art, it is a small witch. Zhao Shiyi no longer hesitated and mobilized the Beiming Divine Art. He wanted to see who is better than the two when absorbing spiritual power.

The surging attraction came from Zhao Shiyi's whole body, and the branches surrounding Zhao Shiyi immediately shrank rapidly.

The face of the Taoist protector Xichang immediately became very ugly. These entangled branches will continuously absorb the spiritual power of the imprisoned person to replenish the sunset itself. Xichang has never seen anyone who can break free from the fully formed imprisonment.

But just now, a more terrifying suction came from Zhao Shiyi's body.

Sunset suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body was quickly sucked away by Zhao Shiyi like the ebbing sea water. He was about to cut off the connection with the branches.

But the vine branches wrapped around Zhao Shiyi turned into powder at the same time. At the same time, Xiyang's face turned pale, and another large amount of spiritual power was instantly sucked away by Zhao Shiyi.

"It seems that the Beiming Divine Art is more powerful."

Seeing that the branches that had been imprisoned for a long time were broken, Zhao Shiyi no longer hesitated and quickly attacked the sunset. A set of mysterious ancient martial arts was deployed from Zhao Shiyi's hands.

The more Sunset beat, the more surprised the more she beat, the more she felt that the person in front of her was unfathomable. And he had a feeling that his opponent seemed to be using his own tricks to try his hand. After one set of skills, he had another set of skills, and it seemed that he did not give all his strength at all.

This feeling of humiliation made the anger burning in Xiyang's heart become more and more intense. He snorted coldly and hit Zhao Shiyi's arm with a staff. At the same time, he pulled back and threw the staff in his hand high into the sky.

"Minecraft!"

As the words fell, the scene around the setting sun immediately changed. Although the range was very small, everything was on guard. A dazzling sun the size of a fist appeared above Sunset's head.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shiyi's face became solemn, and he felt the same law as Chen Yuan on the sunset. Although the aura of this law was very weak, it existed clearly.

Sunset is only the peak cultivation level of Wu Zun, and can actually release the power of debut and laws, which has to make Zhao Shiyi take it seriously.

Zhao Shiyi waved his hands, and a faint dragon roar came from Zhao Shiyi. At the same time, a little golden light gathered on Zhao Shiyi's body, slowly turning into a dragon phantom.

Zhao Shiyi has not been practicing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms for a long time, so he cannot easily shoot a nearly substantial dragon like Chen Yuan. But despite this, Zhao Shiyi's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms also has great power.

Although Xiyang didn't know why the Chinese man in front of him had such strong strength, he would not give up easily for the honor of the Monk Ghost House and his responsibilities.

"Town! Feng Wu!"

Sunset shouted loudly and pushed hard. The small world in its hand immediately flew towards Zhao Shiyi. Zhao Shiyi's body moaned with a giant dragon and rushed towards the small world of sunset.

But before he could touch the small world, a stone wall engraved with Japanese characters rose up from the ground. Zhao Shiyi did not hesitate and slapped his palm on the stone wall.

With a "boom", gravel flew everywhere. As expected, Zhao Shiyi did not expect it. But another stone wall appeared in front of Zhao Shiyi in an instant.

"Break it for me!" Zhao Shiyi frowned slightly, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were imprinted on the wall without hesitation. Another broken sound came, and the second stone wall was still shattered by Zhao Shiyi.

But Zhao Shiyi's brows frowned because his palm power had begun to weaken, but another stone wall appeared in front of him.

Although the third stone wall still did not stop Zhao Shiyi's figure, the palm power of the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms had been weakened by nearly one-third. It was not until Zhao Shiyi slammed the fifth stone wall that he saw the small world created by the sunset.

At this time, Zhao Shiyi's palm power had weakened by most of the time.
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