Wang Hong, who was teleported to Huang Tianyuan on the other side, was covering his head and trying his best to suppress the riot in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Soul Seizing is originally a spiritual technique that relies on the strong to bully the weak, but Wang Hong used it to deal with Guan Zhen, who was at the peak of his master's level.

Even if you have the mental power provided by the murder book, it will cause big problems when it comes back.

Fortunately, the old man was kind enough and immediately moved Wang Hong, who had difficulty moving, into the Yunzhou Army's Chinese tent.

When he arrived at a safe place, Wang Hong concentrated on cleaning up the evil and crazy mental power in the sea of ​​consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, but when he slowly opened his eyes, the lights were already brightly lit in the tent.

Huang Tianyuan, who was sitting aside to protect him, noticed Wang Hong's movement, turned his head and said with a smile:

"Are you awake? Monk Guan Zhen is not easy to deal with!"

Wang Hong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Not only is it difficult to deal with, he was seriously injured and dying, but he was still able to recover through secret techniques. If I hadn't had some tricks, I would have died under his Zen staff."

This battle with Guan Zhen really taught Wang Hong a great lesson.

Not every grandmaster is as easy to deal with as Zhu Zhao. If you dare to be careless again in the future, you may die without a burial place if you relax even a little bit.

Especially for a strong man like Guan Zhen, who has been around for more than a hundred years and is at his peak, the hidden cards in his hands are absolutely astonishing.

When dealing with these old yinbi, you can never be too careful!

"None of the ten great masters in Tiannan is like Yi Yu. Anyone who dares to underestimate them will have to pay a heavy price." Huang Tianyuan sighed slightly.

Although he has never been able to reach the peak of Grandmaster, over the past two hundred years, he has met countless people and has met almost all the ten Grandmasters, so he naturally knows how powerful these people are.

Wang Hongshen nodded in agreement, then smiled and said:

"hey-hey!"

"The old monk Guan Zhen is not feeling well either. Not only was the Buddha's golden body broken, but his right arm was also blown open by me."

"Even if it can grow back with a miracle drug, he won't be able to regain full combat power within three to five years."

"And his secret technique of healing injuries will definitely cause serious troubles in the future."

"I estimate that when we see him next time, he can retain 80% of his strength, which is considered good."

Wang Hong is no longer the new brother who just came to this world. Even if his eyesight is not as good as Guan Zhen, Huang Tianyuan and other old guys, he is definitely the best among the younger generation.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Huang Tianyuan's reply, Wang Hong closed his eyes again and carefully sensed the dark door in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The moment he teleported away, he silently left a dark mark on Guanzhen.

By doing this, Wang Hong was able to hit a shot without any dates. The success is certainly gratifying, but it doesn't matter if he is discovered.

If the old monk was in good condition, he would most likely notice it when the dark mark possessed him.

But at that time, Guan Zhen used the forbidden technique "Body as Bodhi", which caused the blood inside the body to surge, and the dark mark was not a harmful technique. In the end, he was lucky enough to hide it from this peak master.

"This old monk actually appeared a hundred thousand miles away! Does he also have the means of teleportation?"

Wang Hong was really surprised when he sensed Guanzhen's current location.

One hundred thousand miles away in the east, it is already beyond the scope of the Dongwu Continent. Could it be that the old monk teleported to an overseas fairy mountain?

Ever since Wang Hong's strength and status reached a certain level, he often heard people talk about overseas fairy mountains.

And because he pretended to be from an overseas fairyland, he also collected a lot of information in this area to prevent his secrets from being exposed inadvertently.

Therefore, Wang Hong knew quite a bit about the holy land of immortal monks.

Even as powerful as the Shenwu Empire, facing the pressure from the overseas fairy mountains, it had to retreat in the Eastern Region for more than five hundred years, and it was only recently that there were some changes.

The overseas fairy mountains are not just one power, there are a large number of sects and families there.

For example, the Liuli Pure Land to which Dharma originally belonged was one of the top forces in the overseas fairy mountains, while the Dharma at the peak of the Golden Elixir was only a disciple in the Liuli Pure Land.

A glimpse of one spot will tell you the whole story. There are so many powerful people in the overseas fairyland, and there are so many powerful forces. It is definitely not a place that Wang Hong is suitable to set foot in right now.

Moreover, the location where Guan Zhen teleports is most likely the territory of Buddhism. If Wang Hong dares to follow him stupidly, will he wait to be called "destined" by the great monks?

"What, has the injury recurred again?"

Huang Tianyuan saw Wang Hong suddenly close his eyes and the expression on his face kept changing, mistakenly thinking that his injury had recurred.

Wang Hong shook his head, put aside the topic and said:

"The war here should be almost over."

"The Grandmaster in Guizhou is dead and injured, and the high-level combat power is still intact. There is only an ordinary Grandmaster left. It will be easy for you to deal with him."

"The grassroots troops are now assisted by firearms and should be able to completely defeat the Guizhou Army. Even if they are more talented, they can't withstand the sniper attacks of a few of your masters."

When Huang Tianyuan heard what Wang Hong said, he knew that the other party wanted to leave. He thought for a moment and said:

"It doesn't matter if you leave now, go back to Luxicheng and rest for a while."

"In case something unexpected happens, I will use the Teng Xin Talisman to notify you, and you will have to teleport over as soon as possible."

Wang Hong nodded and said: "Okay, if anything happens, just send out the Teng Xin Talisman, and I will definitely come over as soon as possible."

Originally, Wang Hong was planning to cancel the dark mark on Old Huang's body, but now that he said this, he could only keep it.

Fortunately, the Murder Book has been superimposed to the twenty-second floor, and the coordinates of the Dark Door that can be arranged have also increased to thirteen.

Otherwise, based on the original number of coordinates, it would be a bit overwhelming.

Late at night, Wang Hong's consciousness had basically returned to normal, and then he left the Yunzhou Army tent and sneaked into the small river in the middle of the battlefield.

Wang Hong, who used the Soul Gathering Technique again, unexpectedly discovered that the same technique was completely different from the one he used last time.

After switching his major in Kung Fu from Three Thousand Weak Waters to the Eternal Life and Death Kung Fu, Wang Hong's use of the Soul Gathering Technique not only became much easier, but also expanded its scope of influence several times.

After the spell was cast, the area of ​​influence of the Soul Gathering Technique almost expanded to the northern area of ​​the entire front.

Countless soldier souls flew towards Wang Hong's position, driven by the spell, as if they were rushing to the market.

Many people with keen spiritual senses were vaguely aware of the abnormality, but when they discovered that hundreds of thousands of soldier souls had gathered, they instantly gave up the idea of ​​investigating nearby.

No matter who did this, if he dared to gather so many soldier souls, he was just waiting to be overwhelmed by the evil spirit of soldiers and the energy of death!

In fact, Wang Hong was a little timid at this moment.

But when he saw that the murder book was like a bottomless pit, and he swallowed as many as he could, he bit the bullet and squatted at the bottom of the river.

The twenty-third page of the murder book had already been stained 90% red. At this moment, so many soldier souls gathered, and in just half an hour, the page was completely stained red.

The increased mental power this time should reach the level of a fourth-level monk.

The moment it appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, it had the tendency to condense into shape, but Wang Hong stopped it without hesitation.

I am not even a golden elixir now. If I really condense a false Nascent Soul, there is a high probability that it will not end well.

Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul, these four stable steps are the broad road that countless monks have explored with their lives.
Chapter completed!