Ye Piaoling took a breath slightly, and the exercises were used. The cultivation level of the tenth level of Qi training had reached a terrifying state. In a blink of an eye, the spiritual power consumed before had been completely restored.

He slowly raised his right hand, and the spiritual power in his body surged, and the spiritual energy around him gathered in his palm. In an instant, a circle of purple halos rippled in his palm, and more than a thousand purple vine snakes rushed out again, tangled in the void, tangled into a hundred-foot vine dragon python. As the soul of the dragon python was injected into it again, the vine dragon python was like a living thing.

Seeing that the hundred-foot vine dragon python appeared again, the faces of many cultivators at the ninth level of Qi training changed.

At this time, they also knew that as long as the soul of the dragon python was immortal, the spiritual power in the body of the cultivator named Ye was endless, and this was comparable to the hundred-foot-vied dragon python in the early stage of foundation building, it could be reborn.

The eyes of many cultivators flashed, and they knew that if they wanted to destroy the vine dragon python, they would destroy the soul of the dragon python, and the other would consume the spiritual power of the cultivator named Ye from the tenth level of Qi training.

But after careful consideration, I realized that it is extremely difficult to complete these two points.

Compared with the two, it is easier to destroy the soul of the dragon python.

Among them, how many of them know how to attack souls. As long as they pay some price and have enough preparation time, they can try it. But will the cultivator named Ye give them this opportunity?

As for exhausting the spiritual power of the cultivator named Ye

The scene of Ye Piaoling swallowing spiritual energy just now also made them feel powerless.

The spiritual power in the tenth level of Qi training forms a large cycle, and the spiritual power in the central realm is rich. As long as he moves a little, his spiritual power can be quickly recovered.

With this vine dragon python alone, most of them can be killed.

Therefore, at this time, dozens of practitioners at the ninth level of Qi practice had no choice but to deal with Ye Piaoling.

The power of the ten-level practitioners in Qi training also showed a little at this time.

Ye Piaoling jumped onto the head of the vine dragon python again and ascended into the air. Although many cultivators were afraid, they were all surrounded.

Seeing Ye Piaoling summoning this vine dragon python again, the thin young man frowned and said coldly: "If you don't use your real means, you will have no chance."

After the words came, the thin young man suddenly raised his foot, using his foot as a drumstick, and rang the golden bell.

Dong

This majestic and melodious bell rippled from afar.

The bell contained a strange energy. Anyone who was touched by the bell's sound instantly turned pale, and some practitioners at the ninth level of Qi cultivation fell directly to the bottom of the lake.

At this time, Ye Piaoling urged the vine dragon python to quickly slid up and quickly rotated. Suddenly, a tornado was brought up. The strong wind whistled, diluting the bell, and swept away dozens of cultivators in the ninth level of Qi training in the void, and quickly approached the thin young man.

Ye Piaoling also knew that those practitioners at the ninth level of Qi training were not worth worrying about, and the only thing that could threaten him was the thin young man stepping on the golden bell.

As for the origin of this young man, it can be seen from the golden light that the other party was a genius disciple from the three first-grade immortal sects in Dongyuan, and his combat power was also extremely strong.

Ye Piaoling was not afraid of this, but he felt a little excited. He also wanted to know who was stronger than the disciple of the first-class immortal sect who was high and high.

Seeing that Ye Piaoling used this method to resist his attack, and even dared to attack him, the thin young man's mouth smiled and smiled loudly, "I underestimate you, but this little power is not enough for me to block my teeth."

"Boy, remember clearly. The one who killed you today is Daihe of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect."

As he said that, he saw the golden bell under Daihe's feet suddenly expanding to dozens of feet, and then it also rotated quickly. The golden light around it became more and more intense, and in the end, a faint whiteness appeared faintly.

It was as bright as a dragon and a snake, making a crackling sound.

At this time, someone knew something about the Yang Lei Golden Light Curse, the signature spiritual art of the Wanxiang Immortal Sect, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Isn't Yang Lei Golden Light Curse only cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage able to refine the golden light into thunder power?"

"How is this Daihe possible?"

The cultivators of the ninth level of Qi training in the field did not step forward, but chose to quietly watch the fight between the two cultivators of the tenth level of Qi training.

I saw a red tornado in the air collided with a golden tornado with white light in its extremely fast motion.

At the moment when the two meet

A strong light suddenly appeared, making people squint their eyes.

Accompanied by the rumbling of the formation like thunder, the roaring sound of rivers, waves of air waves swept through a range of thousands of feet.

For a moment, dust was flying and snowflakes were everywhere.

Some cultivators who were slightly closer to the center of the two-person battle hurriedly aroused their spiritual armor, and then survived.

The spiritual skills performed by two cultivators at the tenth level of Qi training were as good as those of the early stage of foundation building cultivators, which made them cultivators at the ninth level of Qi training unable to intervene at all.

While shocked in his heart, these cultivators were full of awe and yearning for the tenth level of Qi training, and at the same time they also stimulated them to make up their minds and must obtain the root-refining mysterious grass.

As the roar gradually dissipated, the storm gradually subsided, and the figures of two people appeared in the sky again.

Both of them looked very embarrassed at this time.

Above the golden bell, Dai He was gasping for breath, and the golden light of protecting his body was unstable. There were even scratches on his robes on his body, and there were already scratches on his face, and blood was overflowing.

After looking at his miserable appearance, Dai He was not angry but happy, then suddenly let out a long roar and laughed wildly, "It's so satisfying!"

After laughing, Daihe's expression slowly calmed down, and his whole body seemed to have changed from surging rivers to a quiet lake.

The eyes were no longer wild, and became extremely deep, but the spiritual power around them began to activate violently.

He saw him pinch a seal, and Daihe's body shone brightly, and his body expanded rapidly. Soon, it turned into a golden giant one and six feet tall and four arms.

As the golden giant pinched the four palms, the golden bell was suspended on it, and a large amount of golden light rushed into the golden bell, and under the golden bell turned into blazing thunder power. In just a short while, a thunder sword three feet long and several feet wide, with the golden bell as the sword grid was held in the giant's palm.

The copper bell-like eyes surrounded by golden light stared at Ye Piaoling tightly, and a thunderous sound rang out: "If you can take my move, I will let you go."

Ye Piaoling wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and glanced at Daihe. At the same time, his spiritual sense sensed Chen Mo behind him. He noticed that Chen Mo's hair was only burnt and the rest of the room was intact. He felt relieved and began to check his injuries.

At this time, his robes were covered with holes, and many of his flesh had been burned. His right palm was hit by dozens of lightning strikes. The leaves of the Kongmang were damaged and could stimulate more vine snakes.

Looking at the remains of the vine snake that fell like raindrops at this time, Ye Piaoling said in his heart: "It is worthy of being a genius disciple of the First-Class Immortal Sect. The Dragon Snake Tornado not only did anything, but also caused himself to suffer such injuries."

Finally, he turned his gaze to Daihe, who had become a giant. Ye Piaoling looked solemn, and finally threw out the part of his arms that looked like a sword but not a sword again.
Chapter completed!