Wan Yehe's current question is what Wang Li is doing.
However, what he didn't expect was that Wang Li actually shouted at him at this time, "What are you doing?"
"I…!"
Before Wan Yehe could respond, Wang Li had already opened the treasure bag and sacrificed the 18,000 Nether Ice Sword Formation directly.
He estimated that this Wan Yehe's cultivation level was around the sixth and seventh levels of the Golden Core at most, but he had never had any scruples about killing a chicken with a sledgehammer. It just so happened that the previous Taiyin Baiqiu was not powerful enough, and he had never tried it to his satisfaction.
Moreover, Wanyehe's magic weapon was really weird, and he didn't want the boat to capsize in the gutter.
As soon as he launched the Eighteen Thousand Netherworld Ice Sword Formation, its power was overwhelming. Although the Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Immortal Array was indeed very strange and was not directly defeated by the power of the Eighteen Thousand Netherworld Ice Sword Formation, the array was
The black air in the air was washed away by the cold air like a tide, and rolled back to the side where the Wanye River was.
"ah!"
The hair all over Wan Yehe's body stood up.
Although he is a quasi-taoist disciple of the Tiangui Holy Sect, and his knowledge is certainly extraordinary, he has never seen so many magic swords in his life.
Seeing so many magical swords overwhelmingly filling the air in front of him, feeling the terrifying power of this sword array, he threw up the yellow skulls in his hands and shouted directly: "Brother, don't kill me, stay here."
It’s still useful for me!”
"You...?"
Wang Li was stunned instantly.
He just felt that this man had less moral integrity than him.
However, at this moment, a faint black light flashed between Wan Yehe's eyebrows, as if a small figure suddenly flew out and disappeared instantly.
laugh!
Yan Yan's expression changed drastically, but before she could send a message to Wang Li, five ferocious-looking imps suddenly appeared in front of Wang Li.
The five little devils all raised their little hands, and a thin needle with a mysterious silver pattern flew out of their hands, with a shrill scream, and instantly pierced Wang Li's body.
Snap!
The spiritual light outside Wang Li's body surged, and several different aspects of the avenue also appeared at the same time. This thin needle did not seem to be tough, and then it broke inch by inch.
But within this thin needle, there was a mottled vitality that instantly melted into Wang Li's body-protecting aura.
“…!”
Wang Li was confused again.
He only felt an extremely filthy air flow, which was extremely turbulent and spread inside his body, but in an instant, it surged towards his spiritual poison sword.
He didn't feel the slightest discomfort, but he felt that the surface of his Spiritual Poison Sword Gang suddenly had more mottled patterns.
"Spirit poison?"
Wang Li reacted instantly.
The thin needle that the Ghost Saint Sect used on me that day using some mysterious method actually contained an astonishing spiritual poison?
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Wan Yehe suddenly laughed wildly. He was extremely proud when he heard the word "spiritual poison" that Wang Li subconsciously drank, "I don't know what the hell you are doing, but even if you are as smart as a ghost, you can only drink your master's feet."
Shui. You never would have thought that I would actually use the Five Ghosts Dimensional Transportation Technique, and use this kind of spiritual poison-transforming magic needle?"
"What needle?" Wang Li really didn't hear clearly.
"I might as well tell you now that this is the Sanlu Ancient Sect's spiritual poison-transforming needle!" Wan Yehe said proudly. He looked at Wang Li with sympathetic eyes, "I don't know what continent you are a monk in, but looking at it,
In the world of cultivation, there are few means of restraining spiritual poison. This spiritual poison transforming needle of the Sanlu Ancient Sect is an excellent spiritual poison weapon! The word transforming into a god has two meanings. One is that all monks in the transforming stage
It is impossible to resist at all. Another meaning is that this kind of spiritual poison can eliminate spiritual consciousness. No matter how strong the spiritual consciousness is, a monk will be separated from body and soul, and his soul will dissipate."
"It turns out to be such a spiritual poison."
Wang Li nodded, and his eyes fell on the yellow skeleton that had fallen to the ground, "What kind of magic weapon is your yellow skeleton?"
"That's called the corpse forest that cuts off consciousness. It's not a magic weapon. It's the most powerful one-time magic weapon of our Heavenly Ghost Sect. It can cut off the monk's perception." Wan Yehe was even more proud.
"Then how long can this power last?" Wang Li looked very open-minded and eager to learn.
"It can completely cut off the perception for at least one stick of incense, but for the monks who have been hit by this corpse forest, even after this stick of incense, the overall perception will drop a lot." Wan Yehe laughed.
Qi Miaoyun had no reaction at this time.
Because not only can she not see now, she can't even hear.
"Why are you always the one who gets hurt?" Wang Li looked at Qi Miaoyun sympathetically.
"You still care about others, you should care about yourself first." Wan Yehe looked at Wang Li with a sneer, and then glanced at the 18,000 sword array that Wang Li had sacrificed, "Your sword array is extraordinary, I
It seems that even the Nascent Soul cultivator is capable of killing you, but after you died suddenly due to the explosion of spiritual poison, this sword array naturally fell into my hands."
"Why did this sword formation naturally fall into your hands? Can't I kill you directly for Yan Yan?" Wang Li shouted.
"cannot!"
Wan Yehe laughed again, "Because I also have a spiritual poison transforming needle."
"Wan Pervert, you are too perverted." Wang Li frowned, "You don't want her to be your Taoist companion, so what do you mean by using the spiritual poison to transform into a divine needle to deal with her?"
"I have a clever plan. This spirit-poison transforming needle can dissolve her consciousness, but I can use special means to save her life and make her obey my words." Wan Yehe winked at Wang Li.
, "Fairy Yan, who was admired by countless people, ended up following me, obedient and obedient. You said I have so much face."
"I'm sorry." Wang Li was covered in goosebumps by his wink, "You are like making a puppet to satisfy your vanity, and you are not afraid that the Jiaxi Ancient Sect will beat you into shape.
All destroyed?"
Wan Yehe smiled, "Now that things have come to this, the Ancient Jiaxi Sect will definitely not be able to directly start a war with our Tiangui Holy Sect. And I have my own excuses, and the Ancient Jiaxi Sect will not be able to punish me by then. And maybe Jiaxi Ancient Sect will not be able to punish me.
The teachers of Xigu Sect may not be able to know the method I used to make her obey me."
"Then you are overthinking. Do you think they are all idiots?" Wang Li shook his head.
At this time, Wan Yehe suddenly felt that something was wrong, "How come you haven't exploded with spiritual poison yet? Can you still talk to me normally?"
"What, usually this spiritual poison has already exploded, and I'm already unconscious?" Wang Li pretended to be confused and scratched his head, "I don't know, could it be some Sanlu Ancient Sect that deceived you, give it to you
Is there something wrong with this spiritual poison transforming needle?"
“…!”
Wan Yehe's pride instantly dissipated.
Another spiritual poison-transforming needle appeared in his hand. He looked at Wang Li, his eyes full of horror and confusion, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Apart from the possibility mentioned by Wang Li, he really couldn't think of any other possibility.
But if there is really something wrong with the spiritual poison-transforming needle, and there is no problem with this weird monk, then how can he withstand this huge sword formation?
"There's really no feeling of mental impairment."
Wang Li's voice continued to sound at this time.
Wang Li looked even more confused, "Either I am mentally retarded and have no sanity, so this divine transformation has no effect on me?"
When Yan Yan and Wei Daimei heard what Wang Li said, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.
Who is this?
How can any monk claim to be mentally retarded?
Wan Yehe went a little crazy.
This spiritual poison should have broken out long ago.
No matter how much suppression he exerts, his mind cannot be so stable. It is absolutely impossible for the other party to talk to him so clearly, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be able to control his true energy, and it is impossible for him to still command the Nuo Da sword array stably.
"How about you give me another injection?" Wang Li looked at Wan Yehe, whose face was a little distorted, and couldn't help but said, "I suspect there is really something wrong with the spirit poison transforming needle. Maybe they deliberately tricked you. Or
You can just prick yourself and feel it."
"I…..!"
Of course Wan Yehe didn't dare to take an injection himself to see if the poison had any effect.
He really had no choice, so he gritted his teeth and actually used the Five Ghosts Space Transferring Technique again, and actually used this spiritual poison-transforming needle.
He originally used these two spiritual poison-transforming needles to deal with Yan Yan. Logically speaking, one would be enough, but this was considered double insurance.
But now Wang Li felt too terrible for him, and he only hoped that his second injection would be effective.
laugh!
This spiritual poison transforming needle instantly struck Wang Li, and just like last time, the spiritual poison inside instantly invaded Wang Li's body.
"ah!"
Wang Li's expression changed drastically.
At this moment, blood suddenly appeared on his body.
Wan Yehe's eyes lit up instantly, and he was ecstatic.
He saw that the internal organs in Wang Li's body seemed to have collapsed and flew out, and the color was weird.
"This one is real." Wang Li shouted.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Wan Yehe laughed wildly in an instant, "I have never seen you so funny and such a monk seeking death. You were fine after getting one shot, but you had to try the second shot. In fact, if you threaten me again, maybe you will
I ran away immediately, not daring to be your enemy at all, and now you are forcing yourself to die."
"Do you really only have two needles? I am really so miserable. I was so lucky that one of them was useless, but in the end, just to make a joke with you, I actually tried a real one?" Wang Li wailed, "I hate it.
ah!"
"It's useless to hate." Wan Yehe became vigilant at this time. He was afraid that Yan Yan would collect those magic swords.
"Ah!" But at this moment Wang Li suddenly screamed strangely, "I feel like my body and soul are separated. I'm really an idiot."
"puff!"
What Wan Yehe didn't expect was that Yan Yan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Wang Li, do you want to be so boring? Are you really stupid?"
"you!"
The Wanye River was instantly freezing to the bone.
"I'm just kidding you." Wang Li also blinked at Wan Yehe, "Actually, the two spiritual poison-transforming needles just now are really fake. It is probably because the Sanlu Ancient Sect is afraid that you will use this kind of needle.
If the magic weapon goes out to harm people, it will be blamed on them again, so they deliberately deceive you."