37 How Do You Know

Putting away his weapon, Ye Yong took out the Xingyue Ring Flute. This was a rare opportunity. He wanted to try more attack moves, such as music to resist enemies.

Opening the system store and purchasing a third-grade combat score called "War Spirit Prologue", Ye Yong immediately started playing.

As the flute sounded, the surrounding air shook, and from scratch, two skeleton war spirits wearing armor and holding long swords soon appeared.

Their cultivation level is infinitely close to the golden elixir, which is obviously limited by the cultivation level of the player, but the spiritual power emanating from their bodies is very rich and powerful.

Even if the realm is not as good as that of Pseudo Qiongqi, they are both energy bodies. From the point of view of energy consumption, even if they can't exchange one for one, or can exchange one for one hundred, Pseudo Qiongqi feels that he will be consumed to death, and Ye Yong The sound of the flute coming over there also made it feel very uncomfortable. Although it had no ears, it could still accept sounds from the outside world. The sound of the flute carried a magical power, which seemed to partially limit its power.

The war spirits quickly launched an offensive against Pseudo-Qiongqi. Like brave and skilled soldiers, they dispersed and attacked, holding heavy and huge swords without affecting their speed at all.

Pseudo-Qiongqi didn't intend to stand and take a beating. After all, he was in the late stage of the Golden Core. It was very easy to deal with two energy bodies that had not yet reached the Golden Core. However, the premise of ease was that they would not be reborn.

After swatting away a war spirit with one claw, the war spirit immediately reunited after being scattered. Pseudo Qiongqi finally understood how disgusting an energy body like himself was in the eyes of the monks.

The war spirits kept reuniting, and whether they attacked or were attacked by them, evil energy would be consumed, and the sound of the flute made him feel uncomfortable all over. Pseudo Qiongqi didn't care about the Buddha's light that would bounce back automatically. He just wanted to stop the sound of the flute quickly, so he attacked Ye Yong.

It's a pity that Ye Yongyong is not an ordinary music cultivator. He has mastered the top-level body movement [Wandering Dragon Step] to a small degree. He is gliding around calmly. Pseudo Qiongqi can't do anything to him, and the sound of the flute is lingering. Ear, getting more and more manic.

Then it split into several parts, a small part was used to deal with the war spirit, and the rest was used to attack Ye Yong.

Ye Yong put away his flute, took out his brush and drawing board, and saw that he casually drew a few beast shadows, and the beast shadows ran out of the canvas. He had similar cultivation to the war spirit, but his spiritual power was not as strong.

The sound of the flute stopped, which means that spiritual power is no longer provided to the two war spirits. Of course, the strength of Pseudo-Qiongqi has also been reduced a lot after the split. That small part is about the second level of the golden elixir. The two war spirits have consumed all their spiritual power. It can still be delayed for a while before it is over.

The beast shadows are no match for the 'majority' classified by Pseudo-Qiongqi. After all, these 'most' have the strength of the fifth level of the golden elixir. However, Ye Yong keeps drawing, the beasts' shadows continue to increase, and the ants kill the elephant, and Pseudo-Qiongqi also Very helpless.

More than ten minutes later, Pseudo Qiongqi shriveled up again. His energy that was not tired now actually felt a little tired, and he completely lost the idea of ​​going against Ye Yong.

"Cheerful." As uncomfortable as Pseudo Qiongqi felt, Ye Yong felt comfortable.

If it were an ordinary enemy, Ye Yongzhen wouldn't be able to use so many moves. Generally there are only two results.

Before Ye Yong could finish his move, the opponent was in danger; before Ye Yong had time to make a move, the opponent was in front of him.

The enemies are either too weak or too strong, and it is very difficult to find a comparable opponent. A sandbag like Pseudo Qiongqi whose cultivation level is not too high and cannot be killed is really rare.

"Come on, absorb more, I have one last trick I want to try." Ye Yong threw some more evil stones.

Pseudo-Qiongqi hesitated for a moment. In just two hours after meeting Ye Yong, his intelligence increased more than in the months since he was born, and he learned to hesitate.

However, after being absorbed, he could still survive if he continued to be beaten. If he did not absorb it, Ye Yongyong would be unhappy. After being purified, there would be nothing left, so Pseudo-Qiongqi finally compromised and absorbed it.

When he found Ye Yong taking out his sword again, his eyes flashing with anticipation, Pseudo Qiongqi felt intense uneasiness.

Shouldn't you be trying to purify me?

Ye Yong raised his sword and was about to make a move when he suddenly thought of something. He came outside the formation and signaled Qin Shimeng to sit behind him, and also arranged a protective formation.

Qin Shimeng was very curious, but she didn't ask out loud. She had a hunch that something unmissable would happen later.

Ye Yong returned to the formation, holding a black iron sword and wearing white clothes. He stared at Pseudo Qiongqi, with unconcealable excitement on his handsome face.

Pseudo-Qiongqi fluttered left and right, extremely uneasy.

Ye Yong slowly raised his sword. It was obviously just an ordinary movement, but an afterimage appeared. A trace of sword energy visible to the naked eye began to flow out of the black iron sword, making bursts of sharp sword sounds.

Ye Yong's previous attacks could not really hurt the origin of Pseudo Qiongqi, and at most only made it feel annoyed and helpless. However, before the move was released at this moment, it felt fear, the fear of death.

The pseudo-Qiongqi thought floated behind Ye Yong, between him and Qin Shimeng. It noticed that Ye Yong was very concerned about Qin Shimeng's safety, and with her behind him, it thought that Ye Yong would not be too harsh.

Unfortunately, Ye Yong noticed its thoughts and shrunk the formation behind it so that Pseudo Qiongqi couldn't get through the middle, and there was another wave of anxious swaying left and right.

The sword energy flowing out from the Black Iron Sword began to evolve into strange phenomena, with various shapes, and Qin Shimeng could only recognize a few parts.

Suddenly, traces of sword energy began to flow out in large quantities, and there were more and more strange phenomena, as if the space was being filled, the air was getting thicker in vain, the black iron sword's light swelled, and airflow was generated in the sealed cave. Ye Yong's hair was blown by the air current, and his impeccable facial features and deep eyes made him look like a peerless swordsman at this moment.

"Everything and Heavenly Sword!" Ye Yong always thought it was stupid to shout names when others were making moves, but when it was his turn, he realized that it was difficult to express his overwhelming feelings without shouting.

As Ye Yongdao announced the name of the sword move, all the anomalies evolved from the sword energy attacked Pseudo Qiongqi.

At the critical moment, Pseudo Qiongqi had an idea, floated high, separated his origin, and hurriedly hid in a corner.

"Coax!" Like the sun in the dark night, the entire cave was illuminated. The last thing Qin Shimeng saw was Ye Yong's straight back.

After a few breaths passed, the sword light gradually dimmed. Qin Shimeng opened his eyes. The cave became tattered and covered with dust, as if it had experienced some kind of war. The space that was originally only a hundred meters square has expanded several times, and rocks fall from time to time.

Qin Shimeng took out the magic weapon and blew away the dust. Ye Yong was still standing on the same spot, but the black iron sword in his hand had disappeared without a trace. There is no doubt that it, which is only at the Xuan level, cannot withstand such a powerful sword move.

"Are you okay?" Qin Shimeng quickly came to Ye Yong's side to check his condition.

There were no external injuries, and there was not even dust on his body. His face and lips were just a little pale, showing signs of excessive spiritual energy consumption. Qin Shimeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay." Ye Yong didn't feel any discomfort except for being a little dizzy, his spiritual power was drained, and his body seemed to be hollowed out.

Originally, he just had the attitude of giving it a try, but he didn't expect that he actually succeeded.

[The Vientiane Heavenly Sword] is a heaven-level swordsmanship. When he was in retreat a few days ago, the AFK system prompted him to practice it to the beginning.

According to the setting of the novel, one must be at least in the late Golden Core stage and have a solid foundation of spiritual power to master the use of heaven-level techniques. Now that he had only one level of stone, he actually managed to use it. He was surprised and excited at the same time.

But before he could be happy for long, something unexpected happened and the top of the cave collapsed. Then rocks fell, accompanied by a figure, who fell heavily to the ground.

He looked like an uncle in his 40s, wearing a black robe. He was quite violent and surrounded by blood. He seemed to be seriously injured. He vomited black blood after falling.

He was conscious, and when he saw Ye Yong, his expression froze slightly, doubts flashed in his eyes, and then he immediately got up and issued a suffocating pressure: "How did you know I was hiding here to heal my wounds!?"

This is actually a powerful person who transforms into a god.