Three hundred and thirtieth chapters take the opportunity to break through
As soon as the old man finished speaking, a more powerful soul pressure emanated from his body.
Ye Qing felt that he could no longer hold on, and his consciousness began to slowly blur.
Seeing Ye Qing's look, the old man knew that the young man in front of him was about to lose his support. As long as he worked harder, he would be able to handle it.
At this time, the people around them also saw that the two were fighting, and it was obvious that the intruder could no longer hold on any longer.
"Mr. Ji is really powerful. He can defeat such a difficult enemy. He is truly worthy of being a strong martial artist."
"That's right, the strong Martial Saint is a towering existence, and cannot be shaken by just a random cat or dog."
"It can be seen that this guy is about to die. It seems that his consciousness has begun to fade. I am afraid that it will not be long before his soul is broken and he dies."
Just when everyone believed that Ye Qing's soul was about to be broken, a chill suddenly flowed out of Ye Qing's mind.
Strictly speaking, there should be a hint of coolness flowing out of Ye Qing's sea of souls. As soon as this coolness appeared, the soul-soothing bead in Ye Qing's sea of souls seemed to be suddenly stimulated by something.
The sea of souls shines with golden light.
The golden light finally emerged from the sea of souls, and then spread throughout the body in an instant.
Ye Qing, who was about to lose consciousness, suddenly opened his eyes again in a ray of light. Moreover, Ye Qing felt that the pressure of the soul on his body seemed to be lessened.
Breakthrough.
The soul realm broke through to the middle level of Martial Lord, and was raised to the level under the stimulation of the soul pressure of the strong Martial Saint.
Although Ye Qing regained consciousness, the soul power of a strong Martial Saint is there after all. Even if he breaks through to the intermediate level of Martial Master, it is still unable to compare with the soul power of the Martial Saint realm.
"Hmph! Boy, it's just a flashback. If that's the case, then just die."
I don’t know what method this old man used to increase his soul power again.
Feeling that the soul pressure on his body was rising again, Ye Qing slowly lowered his resistance, and instead allowed the old man's soul pressure to fully affect his body.
Ye Qing found that this method had a great stimulating effect on his soul power, and it might be a shortcut to improve his soul power.
Since someone is willing to provide this kind of opportunity for free, Ye Qing will naturally not be polite. On the surface, Ye Qing pretends that he can no longer hold on, but in fact, he is happy in his heart. Now, Ye Qing is afraid that this old man's soul power is not enough and he will be too coercive.
It broke halfway through release.
Seeing that Ye Qing is getting weaker and weaker, you can understand his current situation just by looking at his hazy eyes.
Ye Qing's acting skills were undoubtedly successful. Although the old man had consumed a lot of soul power, he saw that Ye Qing would soon be unable to hold on any longer, so he gritted his teeth and continued to release his soul pressure. Because in his eyes,
Ye Qing is a powerful body refiner. Once the pressure of the soul is interrupted, he is likely to suffer a desperate counterattack from Ye Qing. Therefore, the old man tried his best to lose some soul power to win it in one fell swoop.
After a cup of tea, Ye Qing's condition became worse and worse, and it seemed as if he would faint in the next second. The old man's face also became pale. He used the power of his soul excessively, attacking
His body was actually very damaged. The old man also thought about stopping, but every time he saw Ye Qing's crumbling look, he gritted his teeth and persisted. It has been delayed until now.
Ye Qing seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, but he was still standing there, but his body was shaking constantly, and the shaking was very regular.
"No, I was fooled. This guy is just pretending."
The old man suddenly thought in his mind that he was too impatient before and wanted to take down the opponent in one fell swoop, so he didn't observe Ye Qing's situation carefully at all.
Just as the old man was about to stop, he suddenly found that the aura of the young man in front of him had improved a lot again.
"High-level Martial Master? You were indeed fooled."
The old man felt regretful for a while, never expecting that he, a powerful martial artist, would actually be taken advantage of by the young man in front of him.
"Thank you for your kindness, helping me to break through the soul realm twice. Unfortunately, your soul realm is only at the beginning of the Martial Saint level. It has no effect on me anymore. For the sake of helping me so much, I will spare you today."
Ye Qing said with a smile, and then walked downstairs with a sway. When he passed by the old man, the old man actually stayed there without any reaction. It seemed that his soul power had been consumed too much.
"Want to run away? Where do you think this place is? Brothers, let's go together. We must keep this kid, otherwise where will the face of the King of Zhenbei go!"
A strong Martial Emperor who came up from downstairs shouted, and immediately rushed towards Ye Qing. Following his slogan, a group of Martial Emperor strong men surrounded Ye Qing at the same time.
"Humph! Just because you want to keep me here, get out of here!"
Ye Qing shouted loudly, and golden light emitted from his body.
Bang!
The guy at the front who was at Level 3 Martial Arts was punched away by Ye Qing. He sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood mist on the way and then fell to the ground.
The change was so fast that others did not react at all, and those Martial Emperors still maintained the momentum of advancing.
Bang bang bang!
A series of dull sounds came, and a gap suddenly appeared among the besieging Martial Emperor warriors. Ye Qing did not hesitate to fight, stepped out, and disappeared on this level.
"That kid ran away, let's chase him quickly!"
"We can't let him run away. Why didn't so many of you stop him?"
"Now is not the time to talk about this, hurry up and chase!"
The other strong ones, Martial Emperor and Martial Lord, who did not take action at the beginning, said, then turned around and ran down.
Suddenly, a voice came.
"Stop chasing him, you can't stop him."
Although the voice was quiet and the tone was casual, after hearing this voice, everyone who was about to make a move fell silent. Because the person who spoke was the old man of the martial saint level, Mr. Ji in everyone's mouth.
As a powerful martial saint, Mr. Ji has a very transcendent status in the Zhenbei Palace. Although he has always called himself an old slave, no one dares to treat him as a servant. This is a world where strength is respected, even in the Zhenbei Palace.
It was a great courtesy to the old man.
The old man's complexion has improved a lot, but his breath is still a little uneven.
"Let him go, and send someone immediately to investigate when did such a powerful young man appear in our Holy Fire City."
After giving the instructions, the old man waved his hand and asked everyone to disperse. He returned to his residence, a room in the middle on the top floor.
"This young man is not simple! Although his cultivation level cannot be seen, it is definitely not higher than the third level of Wu Zun. He actually has such a powerful attack power."
The old man thought secretly, and when he thought about the recent actions of King Zhenbei, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
"This matter must be reported to the King and let the King make his own decision."
Thinking of this, the old man took out a piece of talisman paper, wrote a few words on it, and threw it outside.