058 turn yang into yin

058 turns yang into yin

"Mo Jian! Sure enough, it's you! You broke through my Sirius cage!" Cai Qingmei's hissing screamed, his little snow-white face was full of ferociousness, and his pink little hands were tightly grasped, and the blue veins were protruding.

Mo Jian's cold eyes fell on Cai Qingmei, and the black arrow pointed at her eyebrows, and her body did not move like a mountain. Secretly, it quietly absorbs the vitality in the soul crystal. Just now, the cage of Sirius was opened. The first strategy of the Qing Emperor was to overcome strength, and the second strategy was to turn yang into yin, and he could not escape from difficulties in one fell swoop.

For this reason, he urged the third strategy of the Qing Emperor, the King Kong Hammer.

This arrow immediately drained more than 90% of his soul power. At this moment, strong enemies, including the two gold medal killers, Ximen Dayin and Yuan Qingyun, are on the side. Even if Cai Qingmei is shot, they still can't escape the poisonous hands of these people. Naturally, they dare not take it lightly.

"Mo Jian!" Hua Xiao jumped and clenched his teeth and shouted. Thinking of the insult in this bastard's hand, the crackling slap, the stripped clothes, and his disdain when he saw his chest, it was really like scratching his heart and throwing the bastard into the cesspit to drown him.

"Are you Mo Jian? I've been looking for you for a long time!" Ximen Dayin is still the kind of arrogance and disdain from college. He said coldly, "I don't want you to return the fraudulent soul stone today. I just want your life!"

Xiaozhuang and the middle-aged man, the strong man of the seventh and eighth levels, looked at Mo Jian, just like a leopard looking at the little rabbit eating carrots.

Only Yuan Qingyun's eyes had a trace of solemnity, staring at Mo Jian and carefully looking at the young man who was even afraid of the son of the plane. He knew that this person was by no means good with him and secretly kept his attention.

Cai Meng, who came to Tianlong's blood, has completely lost his mind and waved his hands crazily. Golden soul power shot out from his hands that had turned into dragon claws, and the courtyard wall collapsed and the dust flew. The trees were cut waist-length, fell heavily, and were in a mess for a moment.

Originally, the fifth-level cultivation of the soul master actually reached the power of the great soul master after transformation. The bloodline of the dragon, the essence of the dragon, is really powerful!

Cai Qing's eyebrows, who were hiding at the end of the crowd, turned his eyes and said coldly, "Mo Jian, you leave now, I promise that no one will hurt you! Otherwise, you will be killed today!"

From a superficial point of view, one's own strength has an absolute advantage. However, Cai Qingmei, as the son of the plane, is extremely thoughtful. Once she was lured and disappeared for more than half a year, twice was chased by a gold medal killer, and even went out of the Sirius cage, but Mo Jian, who still came out at this last juncture, is really the biggest obstacle on her way forward.

If you can manage the army painstakingly for several years, it will be the last step away from success. Naturally, it will be better to subdue the soldiers without fighting.

Mo Jian's eyes showed hesitation and said lightly, "How can I believe you?"

Cai Qingmei was overjoyed and said coldly, "At this moment, we have the absolute upper hand. If you don't believe it, just do it!"

Mo Jian knew the thoughts in her heart and said, "There is no need to fight. There is no need to make trouble! However, if you imprisoned me first, you should show some sincerity and compensate for some losses. Everyone is happy!"

A murder flashed in Cai Qing's eyebrows and shouted, "What do you want?"

I have been secretly observing Mo Jian's original Qingyun, and suddenly found a slight vitality fluctuation on Mo Jian's body. Suddenly, he suddenly realized and shouted, "He is procrastinating time to restore vitality with soul crystals! Do it quickly!"

Mo Jian secretly said that it was bad. When he absorbed the vitality in the soul crystal, he did not do it directly, but let Qingchan darken Chencan and did not want to be noticed. At this moment, only 15 soul crystals have been absorbed, and the remaining 16 can be absorbed to restore 90% of the soul power. He smiled wildly and said, "Did you just find out? It's too late!"

Cai Qingmei's face changed dramatically, and her heart was turbulent: "What a crafty boy! Ximen Dayin, kill me!"

Ximen, who had been eager to try for a long time, sneered: "Let me show you my means!"

"Blade of the Wind!"

Ximen roared, holding a crutch-like magic weapon in his hand, which was also a fourth-order soul weapon. Towards Mo Jian's fierce point seven meters away, a huge wind blade, with the roar of a strong wind, has bombarded in front of Mo Jian in the blink of an eye.

"Five Taoist magic skills!"

Mo Jian urged the small teleportation holy method, with a gentle flash, his limbs did not move, and his body moved straight to three meters away. The blade of the strong wind could pass by where he had just stood. At that time, half of the wall had collapsed and cut out a large three-meter-long opening. The incision was extremely smooth, like a sharp blade cutting tofu.

Mo Jian's body is divided into five and instantly turns into five.

His cultivation has now reached the peak of the great soul master. Under the double refinement of the Qingdi Fire Thunder Dan and the Qingfaced Emperor Jindan, the next heavy realm is no longer vitality, but an opportunity.

The five magic skills are equivalent to two Mo Jian's work together.

"It's a little interesting!" Ximen smiled coldly, and his body suddenly flashed. He stepped gently, and there was a step in mid-air that was specially designed for him to borrow. The whole person is like a fish in the sea, as fast as lightning, flying up and down, and the figure quickly turns to various incredible directions. The fourth-order soul weapon in his hand bursts out the blade of the wind like lightning. In an instant, the wind blade tore the air, like a huge knife rainstorm out of the air.

The cultivation of Ximen Dayin has reached the fifth level of the Great Soul Master. He is only 22 years old this year and is the best in the whole Baoshan College.

"Be careful! This is the little Tabo Holy Law! Like your small teleportation method, it is a high super body method derived from the great transfer! And this person is the soul power of the wind attribute. The time of immersion in this path is much longer than you, and his speed is at least 30% faster than you!" Qing Chan reminded.

"The turtle and snake are shocked by the thunder and sword!"

Mo Jian sneered, and there was a four-body derived from the five magic skills, each with an exquisite dagger in his hand, which was also a fourth-order soul weapon. This set of sword array soul weapons was still snatched by Mo Jian from the great soul master in front of the eight kings' mansion.

The turtle and snake thunder sword array, but it is a fourth-order soul skill taught by Qing Zen. Unfortunately, this soul skill is a remnant and is not complete, and it cannot exert the real power of the fourth-order soul skill sword array.

Even so, the power of the turtle and snake thunder sword array is infinitely close to the fourth-order soul skill. The soul skills of the sword array are much more powerful than the soul skills of the same level.

Mo Jian's strongest attack today, one is the three strategies of the Qing Emperor, and the other is the big intake claws. However, it is not worth the ability to press the bottom of the box to deal with people at the level of Ximen Dayin.

What he is really afraid of is the skill of beast control in the hands of Yuan Qingyun, the ninth level of the great soul master. In addition, there are still volcanoes.

The five shining swords were held in the hands of the five bodies, and the blue lights, just like twisted turtles and snakes, rushed to the wind blades that were constantly bombarded.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

A series of explosions sounded one after another, and Mo Jian's five bodies retreated rapidly. And Ximen Dayin had laughed wildly, and his body was running faster and faster, and it was another blade of the strong wind, and the condescending bombardment came.

The two just fought, and it was obviously Ximen Dayin who had the upper hand.

In the eyes of Cai Qingmei, Yuan Qingyun and others, they saw the wind blade cutting, the wind roaring, and lightning and thundering in the battle circle. The five are extremely fast and dazzling. And the west gate flying in the sky is more like a ghost, looking forward, suddenly behind, looking at the left, and suddenly on the right. Completely suppress Mo Jian and firmly control the initiative.

It won't take long for Mo Jian to die.

Yuan Qingyun suddenly had a suspicion in his heart. If this person was really ordinary, how could he provoke the son of the plane to be so afraid?

The next moment, Yuan Qingyun's face changed dramatically.

"Wo! Wheops!"

The two black arrows are like meteors crossing the sky. At a speed he has never imagined, the whole body emits an untouched, already cold and bitter chill.

A typical cold arrow!

And two at a time!

For today's Mo Jian, Ximen Dayin, a fifth-level soul master, even if he can't kill with one blow, with two nine-level soul skills, he will certainly be able to abuse him into a pig and dog!

The reason why he used the thunder sword array of turtles and snakes, revealing his defeat is that he constantly absorbs the soul crystal to repair the soul power, and the other is to look for an opportunity to assassinate Cai Qingmei.

After seven minutes of the fight, all the remaining soul crystals were absorbed, and Mo Jian's soul power has recovered to 90%.

However, the son of the face was extremely treacherous, and Yuan Qingyun was extremely cautious. No matter which direction he moved, Cai Qingmei immediately turned behind Yuan Qingyun, and Yuan Qingyun also kept changing his body shape and was extremely appropriate to protect Cai Qingmei.

Mo Jian has never found a chance to take action.

It was also at this time that he saw the two gold medal killers standing next to Cai Qingmei and enjoying his battle with Yuan Qingyun, Xiaozhuang and the middle-aged man who still did not know his name.

Don't hold a grudge against these two people.

So, when the Ximen seclusion put out the blade of the wind and everyone thought that Mo Jian was in danger, he did not hesitate and took out the black horn bow in an instant.

The second strategy of the Qing Emperor - to turn yang into yin, suddenly burst out.

Use yang to turn yin, and turn the yang soul power in the divine sea into yin in an instant. The power contained in millions of soul lines has turned into an extremely powerful cold current.

Originally, in the realm of the great soul master, the soul line fissioned, two parts of yin and yang, and the number doubled. However, before the yin and yang are completely dissolved, the force that the practitioner can promote is either the yin attribute or the yang attribute, only half.

With the improvement of cultivation, yin and yang continue to dissolve, and the range that can be stimulated will gradually increase based on half.

But the yin and yang are completely integrated, which is the realm that can only be achieved by high-level soul master.

The second strategy of the Qing Emperor is to turn yang into yin. Before becoming a high-level soul master, it can dissolve the soul power of yin and yang in a short time. Although it was only for a moment, it completely subverted the normal practice tradition.

This is the horror of the second policy of the Qing Emperor.

The power of the Green Emperor's ten strategies is significantly higher than the previous one. With the power of turning yang into yin, it is three times that of Gang Kegang!

"Boom! Boom!"

The seventh and eighth-level strong soul masters are enjoying the precarious beauty of Mo Jian's forced in the war circle. The nightmare suddenly arrived, and the two did not even react. The powerful second strategy of the Qingdi accurately bombarded them in the middle of their eyebrows.

Two gold medal killers almost killed Mo Jian, and one's head burst into a blood fog and disappeared. The cultivation of middle-aged people is higher than one level, but they can't escape the fate of death immediately. It's just that the dead face is a little decent, at least it can be difficult to distinguish from ghosts like a rotten watermelon. This used to be a person's head.

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