What to do if the talent is too high

Chapter 114

In fact, facing Yuan Qingqiong, Li Mingyang would also be a little nervous for no reason.

"Think about it, the talent value of 999... is almost close to my 0.001, it's terrible!"

As soon as Yuan Qingqiong came, dozens of disciples from the Zhenwu Dynasty gathered and stood behind him.

He looked at the dozens of members of the Qinglong Gang with a gloomy expression.

"You all want to fight against me?"

While speaking, the aura of a ninth-rank peak warrior erupted, and a wave of majesty spread around the entire ring, enveloping everyone in it.

The air seemed to be stagnant, turning into an extremely heavy mist.

Everyone has a sense of oppression that makes it hard to breathe.

This is exactly the terrifying aspect of a rank nine master.

Open up the dantian, liquefy the true essence, and stimulate a drop of vitality, which is extremely important!
Just one drop of true essence can suppress the entire arena, causing all nine arenas to collapse.

And from the beginning of the eighth-rank martial artist's qi transformation, he really condenses the spirit, the qi and the god are combined, so that the martial arts will of the whole person is instantly improved, crushing the low-level warriors.

It's like when an ordinary warrior faces a warrior, his strength will be suppressed by half, or even seventy to eighty percent.

Facing eighth-rank or even ninth-rank warriors, their strength will be greatly suppressed.

Under such mental pressure, no one changed color.

Li Mingyang was indifferent.

He is a spiritual teacher, and his mental power is far beyond that of ordinary people. Even if this little Martial Emperor is a ninth-rank warrior, his mental power is far inferior to the current Li Mingyang.

then.

With a thought in his mind, with him as the center, the power of the thought is like billions of sword lights, cutting away in all directions; it is also like a raging tide, scattered in all directions, and rushed towards his face.

In an instant, the mental oppression that was as stagnant as a mountain and as majestic as a prison was completely shattered.

into nothingness.

"Ok?"

Xiao Wuhuang was taken aback.

Everyone let out that oppressive feeling, and they all let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Li Mingyang one after another.

They naturally knew that it was Li Mingyang who broke Yuan Qingqiong's spiritual shackles.

"Play mental attack with me?"

Li Mingyang released Yuan Qingqiong's mind control, and immediately launched a counterattack.

boom!
The invisible spiritual power turned into a real hell on earth.

Instantly filled the sea of ​​consciousness of all the disciples of the Zhenwu Dynasty.

Overwhelming and suppressing.

"what!"

A series of screams came from the direction of the disciples of the Zhenwu Dynasty, and they continued.

Li Mingyang forcibly poured all kinds of illusions from the spiritual assessment into their sea of ​​consciousness.

At the beginning, the level that Li Mingyang could bear was already at the level of inhumanity. If he instilled it in other people so violently, then who could bear it...

Immediately, except for Xiaowu Emperor Yuan Qingqiong, everyone was mentally restrained and had a splitting headache.

Emperor Xiao Wu violently activated his spirit and expelled him.

Seventh-rank warriors like Li Chen can compete somewhat.

But those disciples of the sixth and fifth ranks, or even lower realms, suffered disaster.

One by one wailing endlessly, just looking at it makes people feel inexplicable...

Cool.

All the disciples of the Azure Dragon Clan watched this scene and clapped their hands, and the one who shouted the loudest was Li Mingyang himself.

In a real fight, the current Li Mingyang is definitely no match for this little Martial Emperor.

However, he wanted to compete with himself in mental strength...

Can that be my fault?
"Li Mingyang, you!"

Emperor Xiaowu stepped forward abruptly.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

As long as Li Mingyang is defeated, this mental offensive can naturally be broken.

However, Li Mingyang had a thought, and the family heirloom beside Lu Yi, the wind sharp blade, was shot out in an instant, and he glanced into the sky...

laugh!
The front of the entire arena split apart in an instant, and fell to the ground with a plop.

In an instant, the ground in front of him split into a huge crack that was tens of meters long and bottomless.

"Peerless element!"

Little Martial Emperor Yuan Qingqiong was slightly startled.

Lu Yi's face turned pale.

"Guild Leader is actually a Psychiatrist! If he suddenly paralyzed me with a psychic attack during the battle, and then urged me to attack with this superb elemental weapon..."

Thinking of this, cold sweat rolled down Lu Yi's face.

Yuan Qingqiong sneered: "Do you think you can be my opponent with your mental power and a flying knife with a superb elemental weapon?"

"No, no, nonsense, I don't mean that."

The current Li Mingyang exerted his full strength and might be able to compete with the seventh-rank warriors, but it might not be.

After all, a seventh-rank martial artist can turn his vitality into wings, which is so terrifying.

Against the eighth-rank warriors, they will definitely lose.

As for the ninth grade...

It's not easy to run.

"Then hurry up and withdraw your mind attack!"

"If you ask me to take it back, I will take it back. I will lose face."

"you!"

Little Martial Emperor Yuan Qingqiong was furious: "Are you really going against me? Don't you know who is behind me?"

"Who is behind you?"

Lu Yi on the side reminded, "It's Emperor Wu."

"Oh, who is the Emperor Wu?"

Yuan Qingqiong sneered: "It's my father."

"So...the person behind you is your father?"

"good."

"Is that him?"

Li Mingyang pointed at Yuan Qingqiong's back.

Yuan Qingqiong turned around and took a look, but naturally there was no one there.

Li Mingyang said: "Look at you, when you turn around, the person behind you is clearly me..."

"you!"

"It is detected that the host is dying, and the talent for dying is 90 (you can't die if you don't do it)."

"Death talent +1..."

Li Mingyang: "...There is no need to add this one up!"

Emperor Xiaowu approached step by step.

Li Mingyang stimulated his thoughts.

At this moment of urgency.

suddenly.

"Li Mingyang, what are you doing here? I'm looking for you."

Li Mingyang looked back.

"Old Ding... No, Elder Ding?"

It was Ding Wenyao who came to find him.

"Alchemy, the raw materials are gone, you and I will go to the demon world."

"Yaoyaoyaoyaoyaojie?" Li Mingyang was startled.

Ding Wenyao looked impatient: "With me here, don't be afraid."

"It's better to find a few more, manpower."

Li Mingyang was happy: "I have seven NO.80 people here, is that enough?"

Ding Wenyao nodded: "That's just right."

Li Mingyang thought for a while: "All my friends' points are gone. Helping Elder Ding to collect a medicine is considered a mission. After all, the demon world is so dangerous... Elder Ding, please give me some points?"

"no problem."

Everyone in the Qinglong gang cheered.

Then he glanced at Li Mingyang: "Isn't it because the points are gone because they all went to your place?"

Li Mingyang turned around and left.

The little Martial Emperor Yuan Qingqiong behind him said coldly: "Li Mingyang, are you leaving just like that?"

Li Mingyang has not spoken yet.

Ding Wenyao glanced at him: "Why, I told him to collect herbs, do you disagree?"

Yuan Qingqiong's expression changed.

Ding Wenyao is one of the only three alchemy masters in the entire Academy of Gods, who supports all the supply of pills in the Academy of Gods. He can't afford to mess with such a person.

"No, I dare not."

"That's good."

Ding Wenyao led Li Mingyang, and the six No. 70 people behind him walked away in a mighty manner.

Li Mingyang left, and the mental attack was naturally eliminated. Li Chen heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Yuan Qingqiong: "Guangzhu, do you just let him go like this?"

"Don't worry, this matter is not over, why is this kid protected everywhere!"

"Hmph, but I know there is a place where no one can save him... Li Mingyang, just wait and see."

Li Mingyang followed Ding Wenyao eagerly, and asked attentively.

"Elder Ding, where are we going?"

Ding Wenyao glared at him: "Don't talk nonsense, just follow along, that's fine... Also, as I said, don't, just learn from me and talk."

Li Mingyang: "Okay, elder, I know, already."

After Ding Wenyao heard it, he waved his hand, and there was a burst of thunder and lightning. In an instant, he opened his mouth like an electric snake, and bit Li Mingyang.

"Fuck!"

Stab it!

Lightning flashed around, and Li Mingyang immediately felt a burnt smell.

"what……"

(End of this chapter)