The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 178 Please turn around, baby!
Endless.

In the sea of ​​consciousness.

Suddenly, a figure appeared here, wearing Tsing Yi with a smile on his face.

And in front of him, there is also a phantom, it is Su Ting.

Two figures stood facing each other in this vast chaos.

It's just that the body of the man in Tsing Yi is as solid as a fleshy body.

And Su Ting here is just a phantom, illusory and unclear.

"That's our difference."

The Master in Tsing Yi pointed to Su Ting, and said: "Your soul is not condensed, but you are still a phantom, but I have condensed Yinshen, this is the difference."

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"Concentrating on the Yin God is the Venerable Master."

"If you haven't condensed your yin spirit, you're still a layman."

"Here we are, the competition is no longer mana, no longer body, but soul."

"Without a body, you are just a phantom, nothing more than a lonely ghost."

"And I don't have a body, and I'm still a Yin God."

"The word 'God' is the difference."

He looked at Su Ting and said: "One is still within the scope of ordinary people, but the other is beyond the limitations of the human body and is a human being. The difference between you and me is like a god and a ghost. The difference between the physical body is that of man and ape."

Su Ting sneered and said, "You're the fucking monkey."

After speaking, Su Ting glanced over and saw that the master in green was not focused on talking, but gradually dispersed his yin and god power into the world.

This world is Su Ting's sea of ​​consciousness.

Su Ting is the master here.

And the move of the master in Tsing Yi is to turn against the guest?
"Young man, you should understand how big the gap is between the Venerable Master and ordinary practitioners of the third heaven."

The master in Tsing Yi said indifferently: "The difference in realm is too far, the difference in ability is too high, the difference in mana, the difference in realm, can allow the master to easily kill practitioners in the third heaven with a wave of his hand, just like killing a person. An ant."

Su Ting let out a hey, and said, "Then why didn't you kill me?"

The Master in Tsing Yi was silent for a while, and said: "You monkey, you are an exception, if you fight head-on, I can't kill you..."

He fixed his gaze, and said in a deep voice, "It's just that the Venerable Master's ability is not comparable to yours after all."

The sound just fell, and there was a huge commotion in this chaos.

The vast clouds and mist rolled endlessly.

This sea of ​​clouds seemed to set off a tsunami.

Chaos!

He finally spread the master's yin god power throughout the world, and turned against the guest!
Step by step, he came towards Su Ting.

He came walking, accompanied by infinite changes, the sea of ​​clouds churned, but it seemed to protect him.

With every step he took, the cloud seemed to boil more and more.

With every step he took, he seemed to be under the pressure of his momentum in this vast chaos.

He is gaining momentum, he is really like a god in this sea of ​​consciousness.

"In the human world, the Venerable Master faces ordinary cultivators, but he can kill them with just a flip of his palm, without any trouble."

"That's why not many people really understand how the Master is really different from ordinary practitioners."

"The biggest difference between us is not that my magic power is more concentrated, it's not that my magic power is stronger, and it's not that my physical body transcends the ordinary, but that I have condensed the Yin God!"

He stretched out his hand, and suddenly endless clouds swept over, "Young man, no matter how good your fighting skills are, no matter how fierce your strikes are, no matter how extraordinary your flying sword is, no matter how fierce your five-element armor is, you will not be able to protect your weak soul."

"You are not the master after all."

"You still have three souls and seven souls, and you haven't condensed."

"However, I have condensed into a Yin god."

"So, you were robbed today!"

The words fell, in all directions, infinite chaos, like a tsunami, swept towards Su Ting's phantom.

Even cultivators in the Third Heaven Realm, at this moment, seem extremely weak, and seem to be extinguished in an instant, and their souls will be scattered.

However, Su Ting's expression was indifferent, but he waved his hand.

But seeing a red gourd suddenly appeared in his hand.

The sky was full of clouds and fog, and the surging tsunami suddenly froze.

The Master in Tsing Yi constricted his pupils, showing a look of horror.

Holding the gourd, Su Ting walked forward, and said: "Thank you very much, spread the power of the soul throughout my sea of ​​consciousness, so as to avoid the trouble when I digest your yin god later, and save me now." A lot of work."

The Master in Tsing Yi stared at the red gourd, and felt a chill all over his body, which originated from the Master's perception of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, which was brought to the extreme here.

The fear in his heart was almost uncontrollable.

This is the doom of death!
This is the horror of the landslide.

"how is this possible?"

The master in Tsing Yi retreated abruptly, and said in surprise: "How can you have such a treasure in your sea of ​​consciousness?"

Su Ting said calmly: "If you're fair, we'll fight head-on outside, and I'll have to go to a lot of trouble to kill you. Now you're taking advantage of the night, your ghost is out of your body, and you're invading my sea of ​​consciousness, and you're coming here to die. It's hard for you too!"

The master in Tsing Yi's face was livid, and he immediately dispelled the idea of ​​destroying Su Ting's soul, he just wanted to get out and return to his body.

However, the power of his yin god spreads all over this chaotic world, and he has accumulated momentum so far. It is extremely difficult to escape, as if he is bound here.

"Being a cocoon!"

Holding the gourd, Su Ting came to him.

The Master in Tsing Yi was horrified and shouted angrily, "Stop!"

Su Ting handed the gourd forward, and took a step back.

The gourd hovered in mid-air.

"Please show up baby!"

Su Ting saluted lightly.

On the gourd, a thin line rises, and something is revealed above, and the eyes look down.

The Master in Tsing Yi was fixed by its gaze, and immediately lost his mind and froze on the spot.

Su Ting bowed and said, "Please turn around, baby!"

Fall down!
The baby spun three times.

The Master in Tsing Yi knelt down suddenly, his head dropped.

Bang!
All the yin spirits spread out, covering every place in this sea of ​​consciousness.

Su Ting held the gourd and closed his eyes slightly.

Yinshen scattered into his sea of ​​consciousness and strengthened himself.

The sea of ​​consciousness became more and more stable, and his soul also benefited and continued to grow.

Only a short line away, maybe the Yin God can be condensed.

And this line is his own perception of the "Master".

"Thank you very much."

Su Ting thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

……

Changes in the sea of ​​consciousness, but a moment!
In an instant, Su Ting beheaded the Venerable Yin God and used it for his own use.

He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the turmoil in the sea of ​​consciousness, and also feeling the benefits from it.

After a while, the remaining turmoil in the sea of ​​consciousness calmed down, and the situation has eased a little.

So he opened his eyes, then looked in front of him, but couldn't help but startled for a moment, his face full of astonishment.

"Who is this pig's head with a hundred and eighty knives chopped off its face?"

Not far in front of Su Ting, lay a figure in a green shirt.

It's just that the figure has disheveled hair, criss-crossed wounds on its face, beyond recognition, and twitches endlessly.

And in the forest, there was still a gust of wind as sharp as a knife's edge, constantly rolling towards the head and face of the master in Tsing Yi.

A gust of wind struck his head and covered his face, as if cut into pieces by a thousand knives, the head and face of the master in Tsing Yi could hardly be seen as a person's face.

"Are you finished?"

Suddenly there was a surprised voice, and the little elf floated down from the tree, and said embarrassedly: "Just now I saw that you were all lost, so I wanted to help you, so I beat him like this."

Su Ting took a deep breath, touched his face, and said in surprise, "So ruthless! So ruthless! Fortunately, I didn't offend her!"

(End of this chapter)