Chapter 508 Laughing, Not Waiting to Be Hugged

Chapter 508 Laughing, Not Waiting to Be Hugged

Sooner or later, the cone would reveal its sharpness. His opponent was extremely strong, and even the little dragon girl could not hold back.

The Twentieth Scroll of the Changahan Sutra says, "A ghost takes the first month of the mortal world as a day, multiplying it by the full moon, and lives five hundred years." For 15,000 years. In the Mo Clan's ancient book Han Shi's biography, those who said ghosts would return. Its essence returned to the heavens, its flesh to the earth, its blood to the water, its veins to the swamp, its voice to the thunder, its movements to the wind, its eyes to the sun and moon, its bones to the wood, its tendons to the mountains, its teeth to the stones, its ointment to the dew, its hair to the grass, its breathing to the undead and to the Netherworld.

Rumor has it that Warlocks who cultivate the Spirit Ghost Dao reach the highest realm and can disappear their own shadows. The three souls devoured the seven souls and formed the spirit ghost shell. It seemed to be real, and there was no hindrance to advancing or retreating. His spiritual power was illusory, and he killed people invisible. There were even people who could use their spiritual will to activate wind and lightning to move and control foreign objects.

The purple-clothed woman's long dress touched the ground. She stood there gently, like a wisp of green smoke. Her eyes were cold in August, and her face was covered in frost. He waved his hand and pointed at the Dragon Girl, causing a dark wind to blow on the stage. This time, Gu Tianyou could clearly see that her Yin Spirit Wind Harnessing Technique had already reached the peak level of a Spirit Ghost Warlock. Ordinary martial artists would be frozen to the point that their meridians would be blocked and their blood vitality would be stagnant in the face of this cold wind, which would affect their actual combat performance.

A bone-chilling cold Qi assaulted her face. Long Jianmei was not afraid at all. She reached out her hand and grabbed the void. She snorted softly.

Sound!

In the void, a wisp of Yin Spirit that was driving the Yin Wind Ghost Qi dissipated.

The purple-clothed woman cried out in surprise, but she was not discouraged. Instead, she stretched out her slender white hand that was like a ghost's claw. With a flash of her spiritual force, Long Jianmei's entire body was taken away from the ground by her. The object in this hand was extremely shocking. It was several meters apart. He picked up a living person out of thin air. The strength of his human will was simply unimaginable. For a cultivator to be able to control the movement of an object the size of a teacup from this distance was already amazing. It was no wonder that a coward would be so frightened that he would collapse on the spot if he grabbed a living person like this.

The Little Dragon Girl was no ordinary person. She was a great master of martial arts who could easily slay demons and devils. His blood sank and his opponent was unable to restrain himself. He took a step back and said in a hoarse voice, "Who exactly are you?"

Long Jianmei said, "If you win, I'll tell you. Otherwise, why bother asking?"

The purple-clothed woman snorted coldly and said, "Do you think you can defeat me?"

Long Jianmei smiled and said, "There are three most powerful techniques in the Spiritual Ghost Dao Sect. Your Spiritual Wind Control, Illusion Technique and Yin Spirit Wind Control have been used. You have used your Spiritual Wind Control, and your Spiritual Wind Control as well. Now, you can try the Illusion Technique and see if it can shake my will in the slightest."

The purple-clothed woman said, "Your martial arts have already reached the Great Perfection Divine Ability realm. You are like a god inside and outside. No warlock can defeat you by relying solely on your own cultivation. I can only borrow the power of a magical artifact to defeat you."

Long Jianmei said, "I'll give you a chance to show your full strength." As he spoke, he made a gesture of invitation.

Gu Tianyou noticed that there was another masked man standing on the high platform above the stage. He was standing with the previous one, and the two of them were watching from above.

The purple-clothed woman sighed. He slowly took out a white bone flute from his bosom and said, "This is made of the leg bones of a hundred-year-old crane, Birds are enlightened and enlightened, When you know that your life is near, you will condense your Spiritual Energy to form jade bone relics. Your spine can be used as a pole and your leg bones as a flute. When you play with the Spiritual Ghost Illusion, you can create boundless illusions around joy, anger, sorrow, joy, greed, anger, infatuation, and arrogance. Once you touch your heart, you will be unable to cultivate yourself. "

Long Jianmei said, "I said I would give you the chance to display your full strength."

The purple-clothed woman put the flute to her lips and began to play.

The sound of the flute rang out on the stage, but there was nothing special about the feelings of the people below the stage. Long Jianmei closed her eyes and slowly walked towards the purple-clothed woman.

Gu Tianyou was secretly surprised. This purple-clothed woman's illusion technique was extremely powerful. Judging from Long Jianmei's state, she should have already turned off part of her perception. The outcome of the battle between the two of them was all within a few meters of each other. Long Jianmei walked closer to her and it was over.

The purple-clothed woman played the flute, but the audience could not hear the sound at all. It was as if she had already sent all the sounds into Long Jianmei's ears. Long Jianmei's footsteps were slightly sluggish. A strange and charming smile appeared on her face, as if she was enjoying it.

The purple-clothed woman bragged harder and harder. She even began to show off and dance. Her movements were filled with primitive and enchanting charm.

The little dragon girl suddenly burst into laughter like a silver bell.

It was obvious that the purple-clothed woman had brought the dragon woman's spiritual world into an illusion that made her very happy. The purple-clothed woman even went all out to guide her in order to create this illusion.

The little dragon girl's expression became more and more enjoyable. On the contrary, the purple-clothed woman became more and more painful. Her purple robe moved without any wind, her entire body trembling. She did her best to maintain that illusion and quickly exhausted her spiritual energy. She seemed to want to stop. Several times, the flute had already left her lips, but Long Jianmei let out a coquettish hatred. She somehow put the flute back to her lips and continued to play.

Everyone in the arena began to hear traces of melancholy and melancholy, and some fellows with poor mental cultivation and lack of self-control began to reveal ugly expressions. What Gu Tianyou heard was far more true than others, and he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, this woman is such a powerful illusion! However, Little Dragon Girl was quite nonsense. At this moment, she actually wanted to enjoy the environment created by the sound of the flute. On the contrary, with her stronger spiritual cultivation, she pulled the purple-clothed woman not to stop creating illusions.

This woman's mental energy was extremely exhausted. Previously, she could only send her voice into Long Jianmei's ears, but now, she was no longer able to restrict the leakage of her voice. Finally, when the oil ran out, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blue blood and instantly fell to the ground.

Long Jianmei suddenly opened her eyes and sighed regretfully, "I wish your spiritual energy could be stronger and trap me there."

The purple-clothed woman fell to the ground and looked up at Long Jianmei. Her eyes flickered with resentment and embarrassment. She said, "I've never seen such a shameless woman like you. It's fine if you break my charming bone flute. Why did you force me to join you in the illusion?"

"The dog bit Lu Dongbin." Long Jianmei said, "I'm trying to be nice to you. Why do you have to make yourself look like this person isn't expensive? You don't feel uncomfortable. I can't help but feel uncomfortable. You looked much more beautiful in the illusion just now."

The purple-clothed woman struggled to stand up. She raised her head and looked at the two masked men with astonished faces. She coldly snorted and asked, "Who exactly is the man you just forced in?"

Long Jianmei smiled and said, "He is my eighth uncle. How is it? Isn't he very handsome?"

The purple-clothed woman gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I'm going to kill him!"

The last few words of their conversation were very low. The rest of the audience couldn't hear him at all, But Gu Tianyou heard it very clearly. She was secretly annoyed that the little dragon girl was too nonsense. Apparently, the two of them were fighting in the illusion of the mental world just now, The purple-clothed woman was unable to restrain the little dragon girl. Instead, she was forced to stay in the illusion. She even created an illusion of herself. From the sentimental manner in which the purple-clothed woman pretended just now, it was not difficult to deduce what the little dragon girl had done to her using her illusion.

Long Jianmei smiled and said, "Look at how angry you are. I didn't break your Dao Heart. It was you who controlled the indeterminate truthfulness that caused me to be suppressed. When I was young, I often heard the old man say that if the bitch didn't pout her butt, the male dog wouldn't have a chance to go up. If you hadn't touched her, how would I have the chance to take advantage of it?"

The purple-clothed woman's body was blown away by the cold air, revealing a stunning beauty. She gritted her teeth, and her eyes were filled with rage. The little dragon girl still smiled playfully and said, "It's good to be angry. Otherwise, it would be boring to live in a cold manner."

"You're messing with my Dao Heart and destroying my Spirit Ghost Foundation. I'll beat you, but can't I fight you anymore?" As he said that, he leapt forward.

The gloomy wind was bleak, the evil energy was cold, and the hundred ghosts howled angrily. The color of heaven and earth simply changed. The momentum of this attack was even more powerful than when she was at her peak. The people around him who had just escaped from the illusion and seemed to have just woken up from their dreams all let out shocked cries.

Her imposing manner seemed to be very strong, but it was actually harsh and cowardly. This meant that she could no longer completely control her Yin energy. It seemed fierce, but in fact, it was much weaker than before. Gu Tianyou secretly felt sorry for her. If he hadn't met Little Dragon Girl, who was a miracle immortal embryo, this woman would have been able to reach the top eight. Her strength was already infinitely close to that of a Spirit Mountain Saint Master And in some respects even better. The biggest difference between the two was that one cultivated the Spirit Ghost Battle Dao while the other cultivated the Spirit Ghost Illusion Dao.

The woman's dark wind and ghost claws pounced on her face. Long Jianmei unhurriedly extended a finger to her palm. The purple-clothed woman's body was tossed high like a kite with a broken string. She descended onto the stage in the direction where Gu Tianyou was.

Gu Tianyou secretly blamed the Dragon Girl for her nonsense, so he had no choice but to bravely catch her.

Hu Sanbian once said that the cultivation method of the Spirit Ghost Dao was not complicated, and mainly focused on the evil spirits of the Unity Yin Spirit. After a person died, they felt unreconciled. A trace of imperishable spiritual sense turned them into ghosts. They often carried great resentment. Cultivators who joined the Yin Spirit would cause resentment in their upper bodies. Hence, the people of this sect seemed to be filled with ghosts and resentment. The Yin Spiritual Energy on her body was extremely pure, without the slightest bit of resentment. Apparently, the ghosts that she had merged with and lost their self-consciousness were all of their own free will.

This method was much harder than forcing it, and required a great deal of merit. This woman's Spiritual Ghost Dao had already reached the peak of perfection. It was unknown how many merits she had created, but how many karmic and evildoings she had, and how many spirits she had brought together, that was why she was able to achieve her current accomplishments.

The woman's entire body was icy cold. As soon as she landed, the temperature around her plummeted by an unknown amount of degrees. In an instant, a few of them were frozen to the point their masks were frozen, shivering into a ball. A long-haired masked man descended from the sky and arrived in front of Gu Tianyou. He had a pair of blue eyes that were as deep as the sea. He stretched out his hands and said, "Leave her to me."

Gu Tianyou noticed that this person was the masked man who was holding the disciple salute when the Thai Boxing Grandmaster Ye Duansong appeared on the stage yesterday. The person took the purple-clothed woman, slightly forehead towards Gu Tianyou, turned around, and floated away. Although he could see that Gu Tianyou was extraordinary, he did not show any signs of doing so.

Long Jianmei's victory had attracted countless attentive gazes. Her previous low profile had lost its meaning. Gu Tianyou did not have much to do with her. He wanted to say a few words to her, but he suddenly realized that it was his turn to come on stage. This time, his opponent was actually two young white men.

Obviously, one of the twin brothers pointed at Gu Tianyou with an arrogant expression. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he said, "We are brothers. We will fight one person together, and we will fight a hundred or a thousand people together. We will give you a chance to admit defeat. Kowtow to us ten times, or else I will kill you!"