In the Haidao Tianjiyuan workshop, a huge divine eye hangs above the dome.
A ray of light shines down on it, naturally showing a curtain of light, and what appears inside is the scene where Wu Zichen broke into the mysterious realm of spirituality at this moment.
If you want to use this divine eye, you need sufficient and stable supernatural power to support it. They were not able to do this before, so they could only use it as a tool for close observation.
But after being taken into Wu Zichen's body, as long as the person still has the mental strength, they can use creation to rely on another divine eye to see everything they see.
When Wei Wei saw that Wu Zichen had killed the true cultivator guarding the spiritual realm in just a split second, a look of surprise and fear appeared on his face.
He couldn't understand what exactly happened at that moment, but it undoubtedly involved a change in magical power.
He stared at the light screen and said: "The methods that this complex body has just shown are not comparable to those of the soldiers in the two palaces. In order to test the upper limit of the complex body, it must be tested in battle. I can understand this, but it's just like this
If the true cultivators in Lingmiaoxuan attack without mercy, will there be any consequences?"
After he asked this question, he found that no one had answered him for a long time. He was surprised. He turned around and saw Wu Zhiyuan frowning, and Jin Dajiang had a strange look on his face. He knew something was wrong with his expression.
He paused and asked, "What's going on?"
Dajiang Jin hesitated for a moment and said: "The order we gave him was to try not to kill as much as possible unless he encountered an opponent who could threaten his life, but there seemed to be some deviation in his understanding."
After Wei Wei heard this, he was silent for a moment. Then he looked at the person and said, "I thought maybe he didn't understand the deviation, but implemented your orders truthfully."
Dajiang Jin first looked at Wu Zhiyuan, and then asked carefully: "How to say?"
Wei Wei said solemnly: "I don't understand your skills, but I know how to fight. If two opponents at the same level face off, even if it is a weaker one, as long as it is possible to cause harm to the other opponent, then
He is a threat."
Dajiang Jin was startled and murmured: "So this is the truth..." He raised his hand and said sincerely: "Thank you Wei Wei for reminding us. It seems that our next complex will need to be improved."
Wei Huwei showed his ability in front of these master craftsmen for once, and he was quite satisfied with it, but he still had a serious look on his face and said, "It's just my humble opinion."
The male master craftsman thought for a while and said playfully: "As far as I know, there are many true practitioners in the Lingmiao Mysterious Realm who are at the same level as the restored body. If it is according to what Wei Guards said, then the restored body will
It is very likely that these people will kill each other?"
When Master Jin heard this, his expression couldn't help but change, and his face turned pale immediately.
Although the monks in Qingyang Shangzhou's Lingmiao Mysterious Realm have been unable to escape from the world for a long time, they are also Tianxia monks. If too many people are killed by the reincarnation this time, there is no guarantee that Xuan Ting will not investigate.
At this time, Wu Zhiyuan said in a deep voice: "We don't have to worry about so much now, and we can't. As long as our plan can succeed, these are all small things, and someone will smooth them over for us."
After hearing this, Master Jin relaxed a little.
Wei Huwei looked at them and said: "Wuzhiyuan, you seem to be particularly confident in the fighting ability of this complex body? Those true cultivators are not weak. When facing these people, do you think that the complex body will definitely win?"
Can you win?"
Wu Zhiyuan said: "The reason why we have confidence in him is because Xuan Xiu's abilities mainly rely on a visualization diagram. If they have enough experience, the strength of the visualization diagram determines their strength.
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He pointed at Wu Zichen's figure in the light curtain with his crutch, "The visualization diagram of the complex body is also very well-established. It was given to us by a big shot, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary mystical practitioners.
In fact, even if he is killed, it doesn't matter. This is just a complex body. We can improve the mistakes he made in the next complex. With our transformation, he will become more and more powerful."
After Wu Zichen stepped into the mysterious realm of spirituality, he found himself in a green valley, full of scurrying beasts and spiritual birds flying around.
But when he came out, there was still a layer of defensive heart light on his body. There was a small white monkey floating in the sky from the vines high up. He was stirred by his heart light, and seemed to be frightened.
It fell down everywhere, and it looked like its bones were broken, and it whined and screamed as it lay there.
Wu Zichen glanced at the little monkey, walked up to it, stretched out his hand and pressed it, a beam of light shone down, and in an instant, the little monkey's broken leg returned to its original shape.
The little thing rolled up and whined at him twice, then bowed to him like a human, and after a few leaps, it disappeared into the forest.
At this moment, two rays of light suddenly flew from the far sky. When they came closer, the light dispersed, and two Taoists came out. They both looked solemnly and looked at Wu Zichen below.
They were the monks guarding the altar. Taoist Disciplinary Mind was killed and his offering talisman was extinguished. They were aware of the situation here, so they rushed over immediately.
One of them said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why did you kill my monk in the spiritual realm?"
Another person said impatiently: "Senior brother, don't worry about so much. He killed my Taoist friend, how can you be polite to him? Take him down first, and we will discuss the rest later."
No one nodded unconsciously before.
Wu Zichen had been standing there calmly. When he heard the conversation between the two, he suddenly looked up and a strange brilliance appeared in his eyes.
On the wasteland, Zhang Yu slashed down with his sword, and the bright sword light instantly tore through the dark night, and the violent wind and sand around him seemed to have stopped for a moment.
The phantom that broke into the camp sensed the danger and immediately turned away. Its escape speed was indeed unparalleled, and it easily avoided the sword light.
After the sword light from the Cicada Sword passed by his side, not far away, it made an extremely smart turn, turned around, circled around him, and then struck again, its sharpness was as sharp as
Win by three points.
The phantom relied on its own speed to dodge twice, but it could not completely get rid of the sword light. Instead, the sword light became faster and faster as it spun. In the end, it turned out that there was no way to hide, so it simply
He made his body weak and allowed the sword light to pass through his body.
Zhang Yu, who was sitting in the military base, flashed his eyes at this moment. After arriving, he had already asked clearly that this thing could change between reality and reality, and he had been waiting for this moment!
The moment the sword light penetrated his body, a burst of light erupted from the sword body. The phantom was caught off guard and was shattered in an instant.
In theory, the light of the heart can repel all external objects, but substantial things are easier to influence. However, once the target that needs to be targeted enters nothingness, it will almost not exist in reality.
If you want to intervene in the same way, if you don't have corresponding magical means, the mental effort required may be several times the usual effort.
Fortunately, compared to his peers, what he lacks the most is mental strength. In addition, he himself also masters the art of interlayer escape, but a momentary burst has no impact on him.
After the phantom was shaken away, it turned into countless flickering evil lights, but in just a breath, they gathered in one place and tried to reunite.
At this moment, Zhang Yu could see that the person coming was not a human body, but something like a shadow, otherwise it would be impossible for him to show such changes after being scattered.
I just don't know if this is its true form or a real incarnation.
But just now he had performed the skill with his sword, and naturally he did not allow his opponent to come back again. With a flash of sword light, he came down to kill him.
The broken phantom obviously realized that it could not do such a thing under the fierce sword power, so it gave up closing and dispersed outside, running separately.
Zhang Yu saw this, but he was not in a hurry. The transformation of division and combination is a superior magical power. He needs to transform his consciousness into thousands of things, unify his spiritual energy, and his heart light magic power is strong to a certain extent. Only then can such transformations be possible.
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The opponent obviously has not reached this level, otherwise he would not be easily defeated by him.
There is no problem if these evil lights separate in a short period of time, but if they stay together for a long time without reuniting, they will disperse on their own.
Moreover, he also ordered Wan Ming to secretly arrange manpower outside. It might not be possible to stop those phantoms when they are intact, but if they are just some scattered evil lights, it is not difficult to stop them.
At this moment, he was just staring at those evil lights with relatively strong energy and magic power. Whenever he saw that they were gathering, he would go up and chop them away with his sword. After coming down several times, these evil lights could not be gathered together and turned into wisps of light.
The evil fell on the surface of the earth.
And some tiny evil lights couldn't support themselves and dispersed on their own before he could take action.
Seeing that there was no trace of evil energy in the air, the sword light turned and flew back to the underground military fortress where Zhang Yu was.
He reached out and took the flying sword into his palm. He flicked the blade of the sword gently and slowly put it back into the scabbard.
During this battle, he sat here all the time, never leaving from the beginning to the end, and killed the invading enemy with a flying sword.
He stood up with his sword in his hand, and with a flicker of his body, a piece of stardust was left behind. He was already outside the military base, and with a few more moves, he arrived at the place where the evil spirits had fallen.
It can be seen that the surface contaminated by these things glows with a strange and weird light in the dark night, and there are scattered crystal chips on it. This thing seems to have extremely strong filthy power, and the surrounding ground is full of filth.
It is slowly becoming like this.
He looked at this thing, and there was some strange aura left in the evil light, which made him feel a bit like Bai Xiu, and a bit like the ancestor Yuantong.
He thought for a moment. Regarding the matter between Patriarch Yuantong and Bai Xiu, Zhu Xuanshou had already left, but he should have made some explanations. Yun Chen might know something. He could ask again after he returned.
Already.
He waved his sleeves, and a bright inner light shone down. Under the illumination of this light, the evil defilements around him quickly disappeared as if they were being washed away.
