Chapter 491: Fighting in the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul, Stripping Off the Monk’s Robe (4k, Please Subscribe)

"See her die in person?"

Hearing this, Wei Tu's face turned a little colder. He waved his hand and refused: "I am a double cultivator, but I have never had the habit of letting others pry. Master Ji Da, please don't cross the line!"

Although Fu Linglong's death was in his interest, he could not accept that he would kill her after toying with her under Ji Yifeng's eyes.

In this case, wouldn't he become someone who could be bullied?

Ji Yifeng was not upset when he heard Wei Tu's threatening words. He put his hands behind his back and stared closely at the expression of the old man with a black face that Wei Tu had transformed into, as if he wanted to see something from it.

After a while, Ji Yifeng said:

"This matter is indeed difficult for Your Excellency to accept. But Ji doesn't want to see someone defrauding me and rescuing this girl."

"Even though the chance of this happening is very slim, Ji hopes that you can understand."

Ji Yifeng’s words,

Wei Tu understood.

The purpose is to use this to verify his true identity!

As long as he can prove his identity and prove that he is really a "magic master" and will not really rescue Fu Linglong, this danger can be easily resolved.

In other words, as long as he reveals his identity as a "magic master", Ji Yifeng will be greatly feared and will no longer bother him.

But the crux of the matter is.

His level and status were not worthy of Ji Yifeng's fear.

"Zhu Laomo, help me." Wei Tu's eyes flashed and he spoke to the Red Dragon Ancestor who had a dragon glass bead in his sleeve.

next moment.

A powerful spiritual consciousness came out from Wei Tu's body and landed on Ji Yifeng's body.

"What? The spiritual consciousness of the late Nascent Soul?"

Ji Yifeng could not help but change his face slightly when he felt this powerful pressure, and his eyes suddenly became more fearful when he looked at Wei Tu.

Divine thoughts are related to the foundation of the soul and are the most difficult thing to fake.

In other words, if nothing goes wrong, the black-faced old man in front of him is at least in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. One or two cultivation levels higher than him.

"That's right! If it weren't for the late Nascent Soul consciousness, it would be difficult for him to get close to me and throw the talisman without me noticing."

Ji Yifeng thought secretly.

As for Wei Tu's previous sneak attack on him...

This was not enough to make him question Wei Tu's level. After all, there were many young people in the devil's path who liked to attack from behind.

It is not without reason that demons are despised by righteous monks.

However, to ensure that there was no mistake, Ji Yifeng still did not escape. He paused, bowed to Wei Tu, and asked: "I don't know... what is your name?"

But this time, Wei Tu didn't answer Ji Yifeng like before. He had a cold look on his face and threw Fu Linglong into the clouds. He said "How brave", then raised his hand to sacrifice "Yang Corpse" and charged towards Ji Yifeng. passed.

"Level 4 corpse refining?"

Seeing this, Ji Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was already prepared to turn against Wei Tu. He stepped back hundreds of steps, raised his hand, and used a green magic sword, which turned into a ray of blue light and greeted him. Go up.

But the next scene was far beyond Ji Yifeng's expectation.

I saw that Wei Tu, who controlled the fourth-level corpse refining, did not dodge or evade. He flicked one of his sleeves at the incoming green light, and the green light was immediately swallowed into the cuff of his sleeve, and there was no more sound.

He looked like a monk with great supernatural powers.

"He was instantly imprisoned and his consciousness was wiped away. What kind of magical power did this person use?"

Ji Yifeng was shocked and doubtful, and he didn't dare to randomly sacrifice any magic weapon and lose his property.

However, seeing that the attack of the fourth-level corpse refining was coming, Ji Yifeng could not escape. He silently recited "Purple Capital Thunder Fire", his body glowed with lavender aura, and he stepped forward to engage in close combat with the fourth-level corpse refining.

Unlike his son Ji Zhang's Zidu Thunderfire, Ji Yifeng, the leader of the Tianyi Sect, has already practiced the Zidu Thunderfire to the extreme.

Although it was not to the point where nothing could be burned, after a moment of fighting, several scorch marks visible to the naked eye appeared on Yang Corpse's body, and the cold corpse energy in his body was reduced by 30% in an instant.

"You are truly worthy of being the leader of Tianyi Sect."

Seeing this, while Wei Tu's secret path was in trouble, he had to go out in person and fight with it.

Green light radiated from his body, and he grabbed his hand from the air, condensing a bright green giant claw, and grabbed hard at Ji Yifeng's back.

"As expected, he is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!"

Seeing the intensity of his magic power, Ji Yifeng finally settled his suspicions. The flames on his body turned into a long sword, which pierced the big green hand and dodged the blow in a slightly embarrassed manner.

"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist, Ji just wants to verify your identity, and does not intend to conflict with fellow Taoist."

Ji Yifeng distanced himself and shouted.

After a strong fight with "Wei Tu", although he was confident that he might not be the loser, he had no intention of fighting to the death with a strong man of the same level.

Fighting is never the goal.

But the process!

However, what made Ji Yifeng frown greatly was that the black-faced old man in front of him seemed to be really irritated by what he just said. After hearing what he said, he still didn't stop and instead offered a jade sword. Hook magic weapon.

In the blink of an eye, the jade hook magic weapon turned into a large purple net with a height of one foot, and snared him.

"Do you really think I have no temper?"

Seeing this, Ji Yifeng was also very angry and felt that Wei Tu was going too far.

First, they attacked him secretly and kidnapped Fu Linglong, and now they ignored his sue for peace.

Thinking of this, he roared angrily, and five lights and shadows similar to him appeared behind him.

Then, these five lights and shadows quickly formed a secret and turned into a white spiritual python several feet long. It opened its bloody mouth and shot out in the direction of Wei Tu.

Facing the oncoming purple spiritual net, Ji Yifeng used another ancient square seal to block it in front of him.

next moment.

The purple spiritual net connected with the Guzhuo Square Seal, and the Guzhuo Square Seal suddenly bloomed with yellow light, directly pressing the purple spiritual net underneath, making it difficult to move.

However, the white spirit python on the other side didn't make any progress when it met Wei Tu. After fighting with Wei Tu for a moment, it was shattered into powder.

"Is this person so powerful?"

As soon as the spiritual python was shattered, Ji Yifeng's heart, which was connected to its mind, felt as if it had been struck by lightning, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Just now, the white spiritual python he transformed into is also considered as one of his trump cards. This technique, like Zidu Thunder Fire, is a unique skill of the Tianyi Sect's headmaster.

Although he had never thought about using this technique to kill a strong man of the same level, the power of this technique did not harm Wei Tu at all, which he found extremely difficult to believe.

However, now that things have happened, he can no longer believe it.

If he continues to fight to the death, he may be able to kill this person, but he will also be seriously injured and will not be able to recover for hundreds of years.

"This person has a fourth-level corpse refining, and he should be a member of the devil's path! Although I don't know his identity, this person will never let Fu Linglong go easily. It is enough to prove this." Ji Yifeng wiped the corner of his mouth blood, he thought secretly.

After thinking about it like this, Ji Yifeng had no intention of continuing the fight with Wei Tu.

His eyes flickered for a few times, and the moment Wei Tu was about to continue the attack, he immediately put away his ancient square seal, flicked his sleeves and robe, and fled southward.

After seeing this.

Wei Tu, who was about to continue the attack, seemed to have thought of something and remained where he was. His brows were deeply furrowed for a moment, and his face was slightly unhappy, as if he was still angry about what had just happened.

Thirty miles.

Fifty miles.

Two hundred miles...

In less than a moment, Ji Yifeng was completely out of Wei Tu's and Chilong Ancestor's spiritual perception range.

And this time.

The majestic Wei Tu suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body felt weak.

Moreover, not only his aura was wilting, but also his physical body had become extremely dry, like the bark of an old tree.

"The Nine Secrets of Health Preservation consume too much of me."

Wei Tu opened his mouth slightly, took back the blood he spurted, then took out a large handful of elixir from the storage bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

After obtaining this elixir, his skin gradually became plumper, but compared to before, it was still pitifully thin.

He has only used the Nine Secrets of Health Preservation, the secret technique of demonic explosion, twice since the Red Dragon Ancestor passed it on to him, including today.

The last time, it was against Luqiu Jinyuan's clone.

However, unlike the "Ghost Finger" used to resist Lu Qiu Jinyuan last time, this time he fought head-on with Ji Yifeng, a mid-stage Nascent Soul master, and the consumption was undoubtedly greater.

Fortunately, he is a practitioner of both law and body, and his fourth-level physical training is enough to support him in using this technique. Otherwise, this technique would absorb the essence and blood at a terrifying speed. He and Ji Yifeng would have absorbed all of it after just a few moves.

Of course, if he hadn't been brave and deliberately pretended to be in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he wouldn't have been so consumed, and he wouldn't have been injured by the spirit python's counterattack just now.

Similarly, if this were not the case, he would not have been able to force Ji Yifeng away so easily that he would not dare to take any more chances with him.

It’s a pros and a cons!

After recovering some mana, Wei Tu did not dare to stay here any longer. He flicked his sleeves and robes, flew to a deep hole in the ground, picked up the Fu Linglong that he had just thrown down, and then headed in the opposite direction to Ji Yifeng. , and left in a hurry.

"he got hurt?"

Fu Linglong, who was carried up by Wei Tu again, quickly saw the extent of Wei Tu's injuries. She was confused and said to herself.

With her intelligence, it was not difficult to see that Wei Tu was not in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He had deliberately deceived Ji Yifeng just now.

After all, it is difficult for monks of the same level to be seriously injured in a battle.

After thinking about this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Fu Linglong's mouth, and her face instantly became a little more holy. She said softly: "Fellow Taoist, you are running around like this now, which is not good for the recovery of the injury. "

"It's better to pause and recover from the injury."

"I have a healing elixir in Jinglian Temple. Xiaoni, I will tell you the location. Just go and get it."

Fu Linglong chirped.

Although the black-faced old man beneath him was a demon cultivator, Fu Linglong knew that whether he was on the righteous path or the demonic path, he liked to deal with good people.

So, at this moment, she tried to act like a kind-hearted little nun who was inexperienced in the world in front of the stranger, the black-faced old man.

"Fellow Taoist, if you are worried that Jinglian Temple is in danger, there are several healing elixirs in Xiaoni's storage bag. You can take them out by opening Xiaoni's storage bag and recover from your injuries."

Seeing that the black-faced old man was unmoved, Fu Linglong changed her mind and continued to seduce.

"Fu Linglong, don't waste your efforts. If you have time, you should think about how to suppress the poison in your body."

"Wei doesn't want to be freed from your obscene poison."

After being buzzed in his ears for a long time, Wei Tu finally couldn't bear it any longer, and he scolded impatiently.

The words fell.

Fu Linglong, who was speaking, was suddenly startled. She lost her mind and couldn't believe that the dark-skinned and old-looking old man under her body, who was carrying her and escaping, was actually Wei Tu in disguise.

In an instant, Fu Linglong's face turned pale.

Judging from Wei Tu’s tone,

She firmly believed that Wei Tu would not take advantage of her danger to attack her and take her body.

From this point on, Wei Tu was able to save her life.

But the process of Wei Tu rescuing her made her quite annoyed.

He first belittled her, and then during the fight with Ji Yifeng, he threw her directly from the air without mercy.

Even though she knew that this was a temporary measure in case of emergency, if not for this, it would be difficult for Wei Tu's cultivation to save her life...

However, no matter what, Fu Linglong felt that this was not the reason why Wei Tu treated her like a pair of shoes.

"There's no... no way around it."

Fu Linglong turned her head, released the suppression of Buddha's heart, and let the lustful poison fill her body again. Her skin was as hot as fire, and she moaned softly.

"This poison is mixed with green-faced dragon poison, and the green-faced dragon poison suppresses my spiritual body and magic power. Without this poison, it may be possible to avoid the poison, but with this poison, this poison will not be resolved for a day. I will die suddenly."

Fu Linglong endured her nausea, twisted her delicate body lying on Wei Tu's shoulder, caressed Wei Tu's old-looking dark neck, breathed like orchid, and continued intermittently.

Hearing this, Wei Tu couldn't help but frown and stopped in the air. If possible, he didn't want to touch Fu Linglong at all.

He is not a hungry ghost in lust!

Although he admired the beauty of this woman, her bad character was enough to stop him.

"Don't even think about breaking your promise and trying to kill me. I secretly transferred Fu Dalu out before Ji Yifeng attacked me. It's all thanks to you. If you hadn't attacked me three days in advance, I wouldn't have done it. This preparation.”

"Fu Dalu knows that you have placed a restraint on me, and also knows that you are another mastermind of Ji Zhang's murder. Once I die, Fu Dalu will tell other people these secrets."

Before Wei Tu could speak, Fu Linglong quickly added another sentence.

She had no doubt that Wei Tu would have the idea of ​​killing her after being cornered.

"Kill you?" Wei Tu narrowed his eyes and casually threw Fu Linglong off his shoulder and placed it on the ground.

Then, he looked at the pretty nun in front of him, whose face was flushed with lust, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched his right hand forward, lifting her smooth chin like white porcelain.

"Fu Linglong, be careful of playing with fire and burning yourself. Wei doesn't mind at all, taking away your Yuan Yin."

Wei Tu's voice was a few degrees colder.

After saying this, his index finger unceremoniously slid across Fu Linglong's slightly warm apricot lips, and then went all the way down to the delicate collarbone. With a strong hook, he peeled off the moon-white monk's robe that was covered with dirt on the outside.