My Martial Arts Can Cultivate By Myself

Chapter 293 Senior Sister, Lian Yueying

“Then please trouble Mu City Master to continue to cultivate and sprint to the Heavenly Realm with all your strength.”

Yang Yi smiled. He didn’t expect that Mu Guishan would sincerely help him. It’s better to let the other party continue to cultivate and absorb more devilish energy.

When Mu Guishan heard this, his smile gradually faded.

In his opinion, these words are full of perfunctory meaning.

If Yang Yi took the opportunity to ask him for benefits, it would be quite normal, and he was also ready to be slaughtered, so he could continue to cultivate, not just perfunctory?

“Yang Yi! I sincerely reassure you, but you don’t even give me a chance?” Mu Guishan turned his back and said humbly.

Where does this go?

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Mu Guishan would be wrong.

“City Lord Mu, I am also sincere. As long as you work hard to cultivate, absorb a little more devilish energy, and even dispel devilish thoughts, I can consider telling you the way to leave the ruins. But if you don’t believe it, I won’t force it.”

He was a little tired, and was too lazy to talk to Mu Guishan more, he was just a tool man, and it didn’t matter if he didn’t.

When he left this area, Mu Guishan still made no sound, as if he was thinking about something.

Yang Yi came to a long pavilion located between the cliffs.

The view here is wide, looking into the distance, and even the mind-blocking storm that is affected by the sea of ​​fog.

With the continuous supply of energy sources, the scale of this foggy sea will be more and more enlarged.

Among them, the level of magical thought will continue to breakthrough.

However, in terms of quantity, it should be gradually reduced. After all, the cultivation method that the surge swordsmanship gives to the magical mind is to swallow each other…

Yang Yi swallowed a Medicine Pill, urging Chixia Gong to slowly refine the medicine.

Gradually, his dry body was moisturized and recovered.

Rumbling.

Not far from the foggy sea layer, there was a violent collision sound, and a large amount of magic energy was released, like a spouting column of water.

A demon mind that has formed a fetus is now confronting an afterimage, trying to swallow the latter!

That afterimage was a woman with a beautiful face. Facing the pressing of the magic mind, instead of intending to escape, she was very rigid and greeted her head-on.

Looking at her technique, she should be a sword repairman, but she is in the state of Cannian now, without a weapon in her hand, she can only condense her finger as a sword, and her power is much worse.

And that Dao Mo Nian has given birth to the Yuan womb, with the strength comparable to the Half Nian Tongtian Realm.

Several face down, the woman was defeated, and the illusory Cannian was even more precarious, and she was in a stage of collapse.

This should be the Elder or disciple of Qing Mingzong!

Yang Yi looked at it from a distance.

Since entering the ruins, this kind of remnant thought of guarding Sect is not uncommon.

To be honest, he has some admiration. He doesn’t know why Qing Mingzong fell, but after tens of thousands of years, there are still people who guard this once glorious Sect.

Whether it is the master of Cannian’s life, or this Sect, it is worthy of admiration.

In the end, there was another violent shock, and the vast sea of ​​fog split into two, and then quickly closed.

The woman was driven to a dead end, her figure was almost transparent, she wanted to disperse her own remnant thoughts, she would rather die than cheap.

Upon seeing this, Yang Yi swiftly flew away, flashing thunder and banging his fist on the chaotic Yuan fetus.

Yuan Ti’s lifetime indicates that this magical thought has a certain sense of autonomy. After discovering that Yang Yi had a restraining effect on him, he knew that he would dodge and escape into the sea of ​​fog for the first time.

But since they met, how could Yang Yi let him go so easily?

The Yanfeng body opened, and accompanied by a phoenix sound, he rushed into the sea of ​​fog alone, and the surging demonic energy invaded him like a tide, but when it touched him, it instantly turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

He has golden sun fire and mud pill god alchemy protection, full of restraint effects on this kind of evil, unless the opponent’s Realm exceeds him by a lot.

However, judging from the current situation in Wuhai, at most there is a Demon Nian Yuan fetus of the Quan Nian Tongtian Realm.

A fierce chase broke out in the sea of ​​fog.

The woman floated on the sea of ​​fog, blinking her black eyes, temporarily dispelling the idea of ​​self-determination.

“Why are there still living people here?”

When she woke up, she found that there was a devilish energy in this place. There were still living people in such an environment?

About half of the time passed, Yang Yi’s body rushed out of the sea of ​​fog, and the Movement Technique was erratic, walking in the air, and finally returned to the long pavilion.

“Movement Technique is good.” The woman’s phantom followed closely and looked Yang Yi inside and out, “Hey, the strength is also very strong.”

She was surprised, obviously Yang Yi looked very young.

“Disciple Yang Yi, dare to ask Fairy the senior sister of the Qingming Immortal Sect or Elder?”

The state of the phoenix body gradually faded, and Yang Yi illuminated the green vine pattern on his arm.

This identity should be recognized by the other party, right?

Sure enough, the woman covered her mouth in surprise, “Tian-rank disciple?”

Yang Yi said truthfully: “It was awarded by Elder, the sword holding.”

The woman looked at Yang Yi again, and then she lightly said with a smile: “It turned out to be the certification made by the old guy, but you can be certified by him. I think you are still a little good. I am a direct disciple of Sect Leader, Lian Yueying. , You call me Senior Sister for the time being.”

It turned out to be a direct disciple of Sect Leader!

But it’s no wonder that ordinary Can Nian can’t go head-to-head with the Primordial Tire of the Heavenly Transcendent Realm, and still retain such a clear mind.

Yang Yi saluted again and said in surprise: “It turned out to be Senior Sister Lian.”

Looking at the other person’s face, he was not much older than him, wearing a smoky green dress, his eyes were watery, and his smile seemed to be sweet, but everything was a little illusory.

Lian Yueying waved her hand, smiling peacefully.

She pointed to the Wuhai behind and asked: “That demon was solved by you?”

“It can be considered to have weakened him to the original state. It is somewhat difficult to completely wipe out the Yuan Tire in the sea of ​​fog.”

Yang Yi told the truth, the main thing is that he is stuck in the air. His strength can only be 70% to 80%. It is already rare to be able to weaken the Yuan Tire at the last moment.

For this reason, his body was also attacked by demonic energy, and his muscles turned purple and blue.

But this is only temporary, as long as the energy is slowed down, it is not difficult to force these invading devilish energy out.

“Are you OK?”

Even Yueying felt that Yang Yi’s current state was wrong.

“It’s not a big problem, I can’t die. By the way, Senior Sister, I want to ask for advice. Is there any way to suppress these magical thoughts again?”

Yang Yi brought the topic to business. He Zhengchou didn’t understand Qing Mingzong’s situation, and Lian Yueying appeared very timely.

“I think the reason for this result is that you descendants broke the seal of Demon Suppression under Crescent Lake, right?” Lian Yueying crossed her hands and put on an angry posture.

Yang Yi smiled, he really had to continue this pot.

Even Yueying was angry for a while, but also sighed softly.

The Qing Mingzong is already annihilated in history, what if a seal is broken?

But what made her curious was Yang Yi’s motive for doing this.

If you are a treasure hunter, then you see such a scene, often before the danger spreads, try to grab the opportunity as much as possible, right?

Who would think about repressing these released magical thoughts?

Even if Yang Yi still has the identity of a disciple of the Qingmingzong’s heavenly rank, it is very strange, after all, this is just a branch sect.

Curious to curiosity, Yang Yineng did this in line with her heart, and she was already a grain of dust in the long river of history, asking Yang Yi why he did it, it seemed a bit redundant.

Finally there was silence for a while, and he said, “Looking at the spread of the foggy sea, these monsters must have escaped for a while. At this time, even if the seal of the Suppressor is repaired, it is in vain. They can only be caught slowly. ”

“Fortunately, after such a long period of time, these once domineering monsters only have some magical thoughts.”

“Well, if you rely on you to catch it, you can catch it in three years, but the premise is that these monsters can’t become stronger, otherwise you are not an opponent at all.”

Lian Yueying is serious, but Yang Yi is a bit Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. In three years, people are likely to be completely resurrected in more than a month!

“Is there no more efficient way?” he asked unwillingly.

“Yes, look for my master.” Lian Yueying said firmly.