61 Long Stick
Han Bao and Pseudo Qiongqi, a dead body and an evil spirit, are similar existences in the eyes of mortals, but if they are really broken down, the difference is still very big. First of all, regular Drought Demons cannot use spells, but their physical strength and strength are amazing. The evil spirit can cast spells but has no physical form.
Even if Hanbao stands still, as long as its cultivation level is inferior to it, it will not be able to break its physical body without the help of special magic weapons. While Xie Sui stood still, even a monk with only one level of foundation building could defeat Xie Sui as long as he continuously attacked Xie Sui. After all, if the energy body cannot be replenished in time, it will be exhausted.
However, this does not mean that the Han Demon is stronger than the evil spirit. Each has its own advantages. If pressed, the monks are more afraid of encountering the evil spirit because the evil spirit is too flexible.
No, even though its cultivation level was lower than that of Han Bao, Pseudo Qiongqi was not at a disadvantage at all. It repeatedly jumped in the air, constantly throwing out evil energy, harassing and attacking Han Bao.
Facing such an opponent, Hanbao was inevitably a little helpless and furious. Even if he managed to get close to Pseudo-Qiongqi, a simple physical attack would pass right through Xie Sui's body and he would not be able to touch it at all.
When the physical system meets the soul system, the gap is not as big as usual. Unless Hanba reaches the late Nascent Soul stage and the strength of the death energy reaches a new height, it will really be impossible to suppress the evil spirits. Of course, the evil spirit can't hurt much of the Drought Demon's fur, and the attack is like scratching an itch.
The two dead creatures came and went, and then slowly stopped, no longer wasting their efforts, because they knew that they could not do anything to each other.
And Ye Yong asked them to fight, not to raise the Gu, but simply to allow the heroines to see the abilities of the Drought Demon and the Evil Ghost more objectively, so that they can make the best response in a short time when they meet in the future. After all, in the mid-term Kunlun Realm, disasters are everywhere, and there are only a lot more enemies like evil spirits and demons.
"Come back." After the battle, Ye Yong took out the ball-containing prop. Seeing this, Pseudo-Qiongqi turned into a black smoke and flew into the prop obediently.
If an outsider sees that the evil evil spirit at the peak of the late golden elixir is so obedient to a monk who has no golden elixir, it will definitely be incredible. But if the identities are exchanged and you experience the despair for yourself, you will understand that some things are not the result of a high level of cultivation. can handle it.
As for the Han Demon, it stared at Ye Yong. Under its messy hair, its eyes were still green, but the light became a little condensed, as if a person had squinted his eyes, as if he was looking at Ye Yong solemnly.
Anyone who can cultivate, as long as the realm reaches Yuanying, the basic spiritual intelligence will be opened. Hanba was a human when he was alive, but he lost his soul and emotions, which does not mean that he has no brain. Facing Ye Yong, it felt like it was facing a formidable enemy and could not see through the living person in front of it at all, especially the wonderful Tao Yun fluctuations that appeared and disappeared at times, making it want to take a bite even to death.
"Although I don't know whether you were good or bad during your lifetime, your body should lie down and be buried in peace." Ye Yong took out a long, rusty-looking stick.
Tianxuan stick.
In the secret room in the back mountain of Quanmei Village, Ye Yong got the refining liquid. After a few days, the Tianxuan Stick had returned to the earth level.
The grade of a weapon determines how much spiritual power it can absorb and its ability to break defenses. Previously, the grade of the Tianxuan stick was too low. It was hard enough, but it couldn't absorb much spiritual energy. When encountering enemies with golden elixir or above, it could only be passively defended.
The strength of Hanbao's physical body is obvious to all. It is a rare opportunity to use it to test the recovery of Tianxuan Stick.
"Don't be afraid, you won't feel any pain anyway." Ye Yong raised the corner of his mouth and automatically practiced to the proficient Ye Jiaxuan level skills, two of which were stick techniques.
Ye Yong injected spiritual power into the Tianxuan Stick, as if some ancient existence had been activated. Suddenly, a sharp buzz came out, and sound waves visible to the naked eye spread around, knocking down many dead trees that were already crumbling.
"That long stick... must be more than the earth level." Liang Xiaorou vaguely felt that her immortal body seemed to have some resonance.
As the sound waves disappeared, the rust on the Tianxuan stick gradually peeled off, revealing a brand-new metal appearance and a war pattern full of age, which resembled two giant dragons intertwined on the long stick, one dragon in one direction.
"Isn't the way of appearance a bit too exaggerated?" The novel in Ye Yong's impression did not mention this change. It is probably because the protagonist has been using Tianxuan Stick all the time, making subtle changes all the time, and a sudden change can cause more changes. Powerful visual impact?
Anyway, Ye Yongyong felt that the Tianxuan stick was very different from the one in the novel. It was just that he had never used it before.
After dexterously turning it around in his hand, the weight was right and the balance was good. It felt like it was getting easier and easier to hold. Ye Yong aimed the Tianxuan Stick at Hanbao.
It's not that Hanba has never thought about escaping. The problem is that he is surrounded by a powerful Buddha's Light Formation and cannot escape at all. Faced with the threat of death, Hanbao's IQ suddenly increased and he began to dig the ground frantically.
Ye Yonggang was just trying to loosen the bones of the Drought Puppy. When he saw it operating like this, he couldn't help but think of a certain Husky.
Dig, dig while you can still enjoy the joy of a glimmer of hope of escape.
The Drought Demon's nails were long and as hard as sharp blades, and it dug into the ground effortlessly. However, as it dug, it discovered that something was wrong with the formation. The ordinary formation is a semicircular cover, which at most has the effect of reinforcing the ground, making it difficult for people to escape by digging into the ground. This formation did not reinforce the ground, but it was circular, yes, circular, surrounded by 360 degrees without dead ends. Now it was very desperate.
The Drought Demon looked up to the sky and let out a long howl. The rotten breath exhaled from its mouth was so stinky that it could kill people.
It rushed towards Ye Yong, determined to fight to the death.
Ye Yong circulated the Qigong and started the bone loosening work with Tianxuan stick in hand.
With one strike, the death energy wrapped around Hanbao's body dissipated instantly. With two barrels, Hanbao was knocked back several steps and roared again and again. Three beats later, Hanbao was knocked to the ground.
Of course, Hanba's body is just too stiff to kneel down, so it can only stand upright and fall down. It does not mean that it is fragile. It will cool down after being patted, but it is not bad. Facing Ye Yong's stormy stick blows , even Hanba, who has no pain, is unable to bear it, and can feel that his body is falling apart.
"When did this guy... learn the stick technique? Is there anything he doesn't know how to do?" Liang Xiaorou secretly looked at Ye Yong's chaotic and orderly attacks, each of which hit the joints of the human body with precision. Stunning.
Qin Shimeng didn't know what to say. After all, people's time is limited, and it's impossible to master everything. But Ye Yong knows music and painting, swordsmanship, boxing, and now also knows stick skills. How did he practice it?
After two consecutive sets of stick techniques, Hanba's whole body was in a state of disarray and he could not move. No matter how good his recovery power was, now that his life force was interrupted, there was no way to repair his body in a short time. Then, under its horrified gaze, Ye Yong's final blow had already fallen.
As Hanba exhaled a mouthful of turbid black air, and there was no movement, Ye Yong knew that it was truly dead. It just happened to be that it dug a hole for itself and buried it here. Without the death energy, it will eventually rot like a normal corpse, but at a slower rate.
"Huh~" Ye Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, the drought demon he encountered was the protagonist. He didn't know how many rounds of fighting and how many villagers had to die before he could be dealt with.