Chapter 137: Divine consciousness devours!

"The owner of the pool is so good!"

When the nun of Baihuachi heard what Ye Xuan said, she was extremely moved. The disciple of Baihuachi was injured. As the owner of Baihuachi, he must take revenge!

They remembered the time when the disciples of the three sects fought.

What this man said.

At that time, he said that the rules were not as good as the disciples of Baihuachi in his eyes.

It's very touching...

May I ask how many suzerains are like this? In this way, they recognized, relied on and liked the man in front of them.

That's how he is.

He may not often stand in front of you, but when he stands in front of you, you will find that you are safe.

Ye Xuan stared straight at Mo Jing.

The next moment, the bamboo sword in his hand suddenly stabbed away.

When Guyuan is in the realm, you can fly high, step on the true air under your feet, and fly freely. When it comes to the sea of gas, the magnificent true gas can completely jump into a road of true air under its feet, flying in the air like a flat ground, which is very different, and the speed is even faster and amazing.

Mo Jing was not a mediocre person. When he saw Ye Xuan stabbing his sword, he hummed and didn't care about Longmei to deal with his disciples. As soon as he turned around, he took a few steps back.

"Kid, if you work together with that demon dragon to deal with me, I will have three points for you, but you dare to deal with me alone. Are you overconfident? I think you have just entered the sea of gas, and you have to forgive others. Don't force people too tightly, otherwise we will both be hurt!" Mo Jing said gloomily.

Ye Xuan ignored it. As soon as the bamboo sword fell, the real gas in the sword turned into an amazing sword, and a sword fell!

Boom——

The wind is in chaos.

"Damn!" Mo Jing gritted his teeth, waved his sleeves slightly, and exhaled a clear breath in his mouth. The clear breath suddenly turned into a flame.

Ye Xuan's sword fell on the flame. In an in an moment, the sword spirit dispersed, and the sword spirit shot everywhere and flew in all directions. The sword spirit was transformed from true gas. The sea of gas was as magnificent as the sea. A sword fell, and the number of sword gas was amazing, either around Ye Xuan, or until the scene went away.

Mo Jing frowned, breathed for a moment, and turned his hand with three palms.

When each palm is hit, a golden palm print will be printed out of thin air. The palm print is printed in the air, three times in a row, one palm slapped away, and the wind roars.

The two fought together in an in an hour, and the speed was very fast.

It's just a few breaths, and I don't know how many rounds we have fought.

Ye Xuan frowned tightly.

"If you don't open the lock of true qi, it will be difficult to kill him!" Ye Xuan thought to himself.

Instantly kill a sword and the left shadow must be used when the time is ripe. That is a sword that must be killed. If the sword is not completely sure to kill, it cannot be used easily.

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor, help!"

There were shouts from afar.

It is the voice of Longmei fighting with Yun Jingzong.

Longmei has stepped into the gas sea realm, and her body cultivation has reached three levels. The ordinary gas sea realm may not be her opponent, but a group of Guyuan monks of Yunjingzong can not be her opponent. In the blink of an eye, Yunjingzong's monks are dead and injured, and they can't be defeated.

"What are you shouting!" Longmei hummed.

"Damn!" Mo Jing gritted his teeth and said.

Ye Xuan seized the time, and the sword light flashed, and the sword spirit passed by.

"First lock..."

"Open!"

Ye Xuan gritted his teeth and drank it.

"Second lock, open!"

Two locks were opened, and the sea of air in his body rumbled.

The sea of air seems to have set off stormy waves.

This is the reason why the lock of true qi is opened!

When opening the lock of true qi, Ye Xuan's breath instantly increased and has been refined by the lock of true qi for a long time. Ye Xuan opened the lock of true qi. The power of true qi is no less than some qi monks who have practiced for five or ten years. This Mo Jing alone is not his opponent.

"The breath has soared!" Mo Jing took a deep breath and his eyes were full of vigilance.

Ye Xuan waved his sword, and the speed of the sword was too fast to capture the shadow of the sword.

Sneer!

A sword opened by instant killing the sword.

Mo Jing's face was hazy. Facing this sword opened with the intention of killing the sword, he was suddenly shocked and shouted, "You, you actually opened the sword!"

This sword was full of sharpness. At that moment, the murderousness made people enter the ice and snow. His heart was shocked. He had practiced for so many years. Even if he could not practice swordsmanship, he was at least excellent and never understood this sword, but Ye Xuan was so young that he actually understood the sword.

"Break it!"

Mo Jing turned his hands a few times to resolve Ye Xuan's instant sword attack.

"If I fight head-on with him, I'm afraid that I can't stop this moment's murderous sword intention in a few rounds. What's more, this boy's bottom card has never been revealed. Once he catches the gap, I'm afraid my life will be difficult to protect. In this case, I will specialize in his soul!" Mo Jing thought of this and outlined a sneering arc at the corners of his mouth.

The divine thoughts came out silently.

It is rumored that those who have achieved divine consciousness can control their thoughts. As soon as they enter other people's bodies, others can be silently manipulated.

"I just practiced a method of divine consciousness some time ago. When the divine mind is played, I can enter the enemy's soul at a very fast speed, and now I have reached the middle of the first stage, and it is completely enough to deal with this boy!" Mo Jing sneered in his heart.

I don't know how many people this method of divine consciousness killed him when he was solidified!

The silent composition of divine thoughts.

The next moment, he suddenly flew towards Ye Xuan.

"Hmm?"

Ye Xuan's body trembled.

Mo Jing's mind went straight into his body and stabbed his soul.

When he entered, Ye Xuan smiled.

He didn't stop it!

Of course, with his divine knowledge, it is impossible to defend himself.

He felt that Mo Jing's mind was not as good as that of the patriarch of Green Yin. The patriarch of Green Yin encountered the consciousness of the old man in black robe in his body and wanted to escape from the wind, not to mention this Mo Jing!

Indeed, he devoured the divine consciousness of the old man in black, and the divine consciousness could only reach the middle of the first stage, but this cannot deny the power of the divine consciousness of the old man in black robe. You know, the old man in black robe is a god, and it is difficult for Ye Xuan to know how horrible his divine consciousness has been cultivated.

And there is no denying that even a small point peeled from it is completely deadly!

Mo Jing has never found the situation in front of Ye Xuan's soul.

He thought he had won.

Feeling the mind enter Ye Xuan's soul, Mo Jing grinned, licked his lips, and gritted his teeth. The mind attacked Ye Xuan's soul at a very fast speed.

but——

Before touching Ye Xuan's soul, Mo Jing's pupil contracted violently.

"This, what is this!"

Mo Jing was shocked and said, "How can there be such a powerful divine power in your body! Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can this level of divine power appear in your body!"

There was fear on his face.

If his divine consciousness is a small fist, then the power of divine consciousness in Ye Xuan's body is a mountain!

Although the power of that divine consciousness is not much, it is enough to completely kill him!

"Ah!"

Mo Jing's mind was devoured by the consciousness of the old man in black. The next moment, his body had a violent convulsion, and his mind was unbearable!

When Ye Xuan saw this, he naturally knew that Mo Jing was eaten by the divine consciousness in his body. Taking advantage of this short gap, an air sword suddenly flashed in his left hand. At the moment when the air sword appeared, Ye Xuan instantly killed the sword to the extreme--

"Kill the sword instantly!"

Left-hand shadow!

The speed of this sword lies entirely in that moment!

And at that moment, it was the strongest killer sword of the left hand shadow.

Mo Jing hadn't come out of the pain of divine consciousness. He only felt a cold wind in front of him. Before he could react, the sword stabbed himself.

"No!"

Mo Jing is close to his teeth, but his consciousness has gradually faded away.

His body fell from the air fiercely.

Yun Jingzong Mo Jing——

Death!

Ye Xuan took a slight breath, which was the first sea of gas he killed head-on.

"Go to hell!" Longmei's delicate humming sounded, and Yunjingzong's last immortal cultivation man was also solved by her. The next moment, she patted her soft palm and smiled and said, "It's over here, hum!"