Chapter 218 Fallen Wonshin

Yang Yun took these thunderbols and observed them carefully. The paper was khaki and rough. He counted them slightly silently. There were five, exactly five series. Although they were all low-grade thunderbols, it was more than enough to save his life. As he put away these thunderbols, he secretly thought in his heart:

"It seems that this man has made blood on himself, but he uses it to deal with spiritual deficiency..."

"No, how can these old foxes, who have lived for many years, leave such a big loophole? This old fox will definitely do anything on these runes? It may be okay for me to protect myself with it. If I use it against the old fox, it will definitely be counterproductive!"

Inadvertently, Yang Yun's mind turned quickly, thinking about how to use these thunderbols, but after thinking about it carefully, he immediately denied several ideas one by one. The strength gap between the two made Yang Yun rack his brains and felt that he had little chance of winning!

"Yang Xiaoyou, you can rest assured that after using these, I still have some here. Although it's not too much, it's definitely enough for you to save your life!"

Although Yang Yun's thinking time was very short, the old fox still found his abnormality. Although the purple mansion monk was short, he had been floating in the air two heads higher than him. He asked Yang Yun condescendingly with the attitude of his elders loving the younger generation!

"Pretend, the old guy is not like that again. He will never grow up!"

Seeing Lingxu's appearance, Yang Yun sarcastically in his heart. It seemed that he was very concerned about his appearance and didn't even let go of this detail. What a pervert!

In this way, the two big and small foxes with different faces and hearts look kind on the surface, but they don't know how many times they have been calculating each other, especially Yang Yun can't wait to cramp and skin each other!

The visibility of this turbulent place is extremely low, coupled with the great restrictions on the divine consciousness. Yang Yun compressed the divine consciousness to eight feet before he felt more comfortable, but in this way, he can only follow the spiritual virtual real person. No wonder those golden elixir monks rarely enter here. If they are not jealous and confident about their own strength, absolutely I will be scared by this restriction!

A ghost suddenly appeared in front of the two and rushed to Lingxu. Because of his cultivation, Yang Yun did not know that he had met the enemy until he saw Lingxu starting to pinch the secret. He immediately opened the mixed element shield to the strongest, and then there was a shrill scream!

The virtual hand speed does not seem to be fast, but at its first gesture, a lavender fireball appeared in front of the short body!

The temperature of this fireball is extremely high. If Yang Yun is given time, he can also make this level of fireball, but it takes at least three breaths to gather a large amount of aura of heaven and earth. In the struggle of the golden elixir, three breaths can do a lot of things, so this large-scale magic of condensing aura is not practical!

However, the purple monk in front of him did not gather the aura of heaven and earth at all. He just used the mana in his body to complete this spell, which made Yang Yun both envious and incredible. It seems that the power of the purple monk in Zifu is still above his expectation!

Yang Yun's mind rotated quickly and seemed to think a lot. In fact, it only took half a breath. At this time, the spiritual law just pinched the second action, and the lavender fireball expanded in an instant, and the color also became deeper!

This made Yang Yun, who was watching, shrink his pupils slightly, and his heart was more vigilant about Lingx. When the fireball was fully formed, it moved, and the speed exceeded Yang Yun's understanding of fireball!

"Boom!"

The fireball exploded, and a heat wave spread, making Yang Yun's eyebrows frown. Before he could see the appearance of the ghost beast, it seemed to be coming to an end, because Yang Yun heard the ghost, and his sad and harsh scream stopped at the moment the fireball exploded!

"Hmm! A third-level ghost dares to trouble me. If you were alive, I might turn around and run away, but the third-level ghost that turned into a third-level ghost because of losing consciousness in this turbulence is like an ant to me!"

The cold hum of Lingxu Zhenren sounded, and it seemed that he also said something secret!

"Senior, was this ghost really a strong yuan god before his death?"

Yang Yun was a little puzzled. According to the jade slip left by Li, even if the strong person of Yuanshen loses his body, it is not easy to die, and he can still find a body to take away, but only once, the second time will be scattered under the interference of the road of heaven and earth!

"Hey! Yang Xiaoyou may not know much about the strong gods. At their point, it is very difficult to kill them completely. Unless the power gap is too big, it is easy to escape, but it is very different in this turbulent land!"

"They have an immunity effect on some physical attacks and can also cross most obstacles. Most importantly, there is no need to use the power of the viciss, but this aura turbulence just restrains them. Even monks with flesh will be attacked by this chaotic aura, let alone illusory gods. Yuanshen, they will lose consciousness little by little until they become ghosts!"

There is some gloating in Lingxu's words. After all, these existences were able to kill themselves at will before life, but now they have become like this!

Yang Yun does not have the gloating mood of Lingxu. He is just in awe of the road to immortal cultivation. Even those once high-ranking yuan god monks have become like this!

Lingxu real person withdrew his slightly excited look and continued to move forward with Yang Yun. The more he walked in, the more powerful those ghosts became. In just half a day, the two met dozens of ghosts respectively, but Yang Yun still did not see the appearance of these ghosts clearly. Even the more powerful ghosts were in front of Lingxu. The kung fu, and Yang Yun knew the general strength of these ghosts from the pressure given by ghosts!

"Senior, what happened here? How could there be so many strong people falling here? Were there so many yuan monks in the water cloud star at that time?"

Yang Yun couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and asked cautiously.

"What is this? When it comes to the deepest part of this turbulence, there is even the ghost of the purple mansion. I don't need to say more about how powerful it is in front of him!"

After listening to Yang Yun's words, Lingxu said disapprovingly, but although his tone was a little mocking, he also remembered the shock of the first time he came here. The Yuanshen monk he dreamed of was so worthless here!

More importantly, for some reason, these ghosts seem to have the ability to resurrect, otherwise after so many years, there will definitely be no ghosts, and this secret must be related to the little spiritual sky!

In Lingxu's small eyes, the light flashes, and there is a trace of greed in the light, and there must be some incredible treasures or inheritance!