Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

"Disappeared!"

"how can that be?!"

"What kind of method is this, it can make people disappear out of thin air!"

...

At the moment when Li Feiyu disappeared, Tu Xiuxuan and the alchemy cultivators in the cabin of the spirit boat couldn't help exclaiming in a low voice even though they were afraid of Long and Zhenren!

Especially when they heard the dragon and the real man shouted 'this is impossible'.

He even took a deep breath, seeing each other's disbelief from the faces of the other side!

With such an appearance, everyone can understand...

This is a magical technique that even the Nascent Soul cultivator has been deceived and cannot be deciphered!

this is too scary!

Long Qizhen is a Nascent Soul cultivator!

There is such a supernatural power in the world, which makes even a Nascent Soul cultivator feel helpless and shocked!

deck.

Immortal Longqie cast a formula in an instant, and a layer of wind-blue mask instantly enveloped the spirit boat!

The two eyes on the black face rolled around, looking for Li Feiyu's figure.

The spiritual consciousness is also frantically searching, searching like sweeping the void.

Not only that!

Long Qiren patted the spirit beast bag, and a pink butterfly with scale-like wings hovered in front of his eyes.

A first-class spirit beast, a soul-chasing butterfly!

In order to guard against Li Feiyu's sneaking away from Dengfeng Island, he used the powerful sense of smell of the soul chasing butterfly to catch his life breath.

I thought it would be useless, but now it seems...

Still can come in handy.

Long Qizheng's black face tightened, he already understood that the other party's disappearing supernatural powers were the support and confidence to dare to threaten the Nascent Soul cultivator!

only!

The soul chasing butterfly kept flapping its wings, but it didn't move.

Seeing Zhenren Longqi, his heart sank.

I understand that this chasing soul butterfly is completely useless!

At the same time, I also understood one thing...

The other party clearly had the means to escape, but he left openly!

This is clearly trying to lure a snake out of its hole!

That guy... Could it be that he still wants to kill him in this Nascent Soul stage!

Thinking of this Longqi real person, he couldn't help but get angry after hundreds of years of cultivation.

How dare a person in the late stage of alchemy dare to be so arrogant!

"What kind of skill is it to hide your head and show your tail? If you want to kill me, then show your real skills!"

Long Qizhen let out a low growl, holding a feather fan in his hand, and fanning it lightly.

A pair of eyes cooperated with the divine sense, searching quickly.

hum!

at this time!

Two golden lights flashed!

Long Qiren sneered, and thousands of wind blades burst out from his body, killing all around!

With a wave of the feather fan in your hand!

"Certainly!"

Two feathers flew out and landed lightly, fixing the golden light in place!

The golden light had just revealed its shape, it was two golden circles!

Mother and Child Golden Circle!

Li Feiyu was not surprised, it was a feint!

He has been waiting for this void opportunity!

The figure melted into the void, and the golden sea of ​​consciousness between the brows intertwined into a golden divine thorn in the blink of an eye, drawing out a bright ray of light and shooting it out!

Divine Consciousness Transformation!

Breaking through Long Qie's sea of ​​consciousness, he wanted to kill him with one blow!

Even if the other party is in the early stage of Nascent Soul!

It's just an extremely slender needle, rotten like a rainbow, the moment it appeared, Long Qie Zhenren on the spirit boat and Tu Xiuxuan all changed their faces when they formed a pill!

Show panic and fear!

This is a coercion of divine consciousness!

A kind of spiritual coercion belonging to the great monks in the late Nascent Soul!

Enough to take your breath away!

Long Qizhen's elation just now turned into unbelievable fear. He had seen the ultimate sage of the Six Paths before, and felt the other party's terrifying and hopeless divine consciousness that was waiting to die!

I didn't expect...

The memory of this fear was awakened again, but it came from a monk who was in the late stage of alchemy!

He wants to retreat!

Become a whirlwind!

As the owner of the Wind Spirit Root, Longqie Zhenren displays his supernatural powers!

The whole person is like a whirlwind, spinning, flickering and moving, so fast that it is dazzling, the limit of ordinary eyes can't keep up with his speed!

"Accompanies you like the wind, the number one escape method in Chaotic Star Sea!"

In the cabin, a cultivator of Danjie exclaimed.

only!

Click!

A crisp sound!

Accompanied by the screams of ah ah ah, the black face of Long Qizhen was shattered!

Showing a fair, almost snow-like face!

That black face is actually the same as the Three Lives Red Lotus Seal, and it can defend against divine consciousness, but it is still a magic weapon, not an illegal weapon!

But even so!

The prestige of participating in the divine sense still bounced on Long Qie's eyebrows!

It made him scream in pain, like killing a pig.

Tu Xiuxuan and his alchemy cultivators were dumbfounded watching this scene.

They didn't expect that Li Feiyu could burst out with such terrifying supernatural powers, even if Daoist Long Qie used the first escape method of Chaotic Star Sea, he couldn't avoid it!

The magic weapon to defend against the consciousness is broken!

However, he was still severely injured and looked miserable, and the people who watched were terrified!

Tu Xiuxuan and the others felt the shadow of death.

In the fight between Li Feiyu and Zhenren Longqie, if they made a mistake, or if their power spilled out, it would be enough to kill them!

"I didn't expect...that black face of yours is actually a magic weapon for spiritual defense!"

Li Feiyu's voice sounded faintly!

A beam of colorful rays of light shot out from the void, flashing past the eyes of Tu Xiuxuan and the others.

The seven-color light beam seems to be hard to sway its sharpness in the world, and it can break everything, directly piercing the defensive brilliance of Long and Zhenren's body!

Go ahead!

Long Qiren was unable to resist, covering his head with his hands, in pain and powerless to resist!

Boom! ! !

at this time!

The Godly Fan of the Wind Queen in Long Qiren's hand suddenly bloomed!

Countless feathers shot out, intertwined into a shield, blocking the invisible needle!

The collision between ancient treasures and ancient treasures!

Like a blast of thunder, the spirit boat trembled.

The colorful rays of light and the white power are berserk, surging in all directions like a tide.

Like the wind and clouds, it directly overturned Tu Xiuxuan and the others.

The deck of the spirit boat is crumbling, turning into dust!

The surrounding sea water is surging, soaring into the sky, as if flowing backwards towards the sky!

The first collision, the overflowing power will destroy the dead!

The group of Tu Xiuxuan who were overturned and left sacrificed defensive magic weapons one after another, reaching the violent sweep of the two colors of power.

These monks in the alchemy stage are gritting their teeth and resisting.

It's unbelievable, this is a fight between the late stage of alchemy and the early stage of Yuanying, and it's terrifying!

only!

The fight between each other has just begun!

Gritting his teeth with a distorted face, Long Qizheng played spells with both hands

Controlling the ancient treasure Fenghou God Fan, turning into feathers, and the invisible needle magic weapon, they fought each other for hundreds of rounds in the blink of an eye!

"Who the hell are you?"

"Why is your spiritual consciousness comparable to that of a great monk in the late Nascent Soul?!"

Long and Zhenren let out a hysterical roar.

Facing the shocking stab, he lost an incomparably precious defensive magic weapon of spiritual consciousness, and the sea of ​​consciousness...was also penetrated!

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, he felt the shame!

To be forced into such an embarrassing situation by a monk who formed an alchemy!