Facing She Qing, the shameless elder of the Wu Poison Sect, who has perfected the semen-inducing realm, Song Pingcun is also examining whether his Jishan Heart Sutra has any effect. The opponent's attack power is using poison. If he can replace the opponent's poison element, even if the realm Being higher than yourself is also limited.
If the fight continues, the other party may not be your opponent.
Therefore, as soon as Song Pingcun came up, all 720 acupoints in his body were fully opened. She Qing was not in a hurry at first, but unfortunately faced with the loss of control of his poisonous spiritual power, he panicked for a moment, and Song Pingcun's attack power of the spirit realm did not "expand". , more like surrounding yourself. Therefore, he gave up the confrontation with Song Pingcun's spiritual power and chose to suppress the loss of his poisonous spiritual power.
It was this momentary decision that made him completely lose control. The total amount of spiritual power in his body did not change, but it was like pumping water out and pouring it in at the same time. The more suppressed it was, the faster it was lost and replaced. .
By the time he realized that this was the opponent's attack method, it was already too late. As a result of using all his strength, almost half of the poisonous elements had disappeared. Although his physical strength and spiritual power were full, it was a pity that more than half of his lifelong cultivation had disappeared.
There was no attribute spiritual power in the air sea, which made him feel helpless and panicked. He quickly jumped out of Song Pingcun's encirclement. Song Pingcun was also helpless. While using the Jishan Heart Sutra, he lacked an attack method that cooperated with the Heart Sutra to control or attack his opponent.
With a flick of his hand on his waist, the hidden buckle was released, the Fire Sword popped out, and the power of thunder and spirit exploded, moving forward without any hesitation.
She Qing jumped out of the range of the Jishan Heart Sutra, pulled out a snake-shaped sword from her storage bag, and slashed it with her hand.
I thought that this sword could definitely separate Song Pingcun's sword energy, but the power of the snake-shaped long sword came from the support of his poisonous spirit. The power of thunder and lightning in the flames of the fire-stagnation sword happened to be not afraid of poison, but there was no separation. , but because of the time delay, a sense of numbness came from the sword body.
The snake-shaped sword was released and automatically flew back to the storage bag. However, the fire spirit power in Song Ping's cunhuo sword energy had already covered She Qing's whole body, making her extremely embarrassed.
If he hadn't already reached the Dzogchen realm of seducing spirits, the sword energy of this sword alone would be enough to kill him. The divine fetus floated back ten feet again with its unresponsive body, barely escaping the tip of the Fire Sword. However, the numbness all over his body felt like a weakness after an electric shock, and the poisonous spiritual power in his body was really destroyed. Quite a few, this time were not replaced, but actually consumed spiritual energy and jumped out of control, returning to nature.
Before she could regain her consciousness and think about it carefully, a wave of spiritual power that first appeared struck again. She Qing no longer dared to fight. If he was surrounded again and all the poisonous spiritual power disappeared, it would be almost as good as killing him. He flew back. , without looking back, he fled directly back to the Hailan Sect's warship.
A hundred feet away, Chen Hongyi, the leader of the Hailan Sect, waved his palms several times in succession. The light screen in front of him did not weaken at all. He took out a big ax and was about to chop again. The light screen suddenly burst out with a bright light. His eyes could not avoid it. Blood flowed profusely.
In the sea water at the stern of the ship, a short shuttle with a whistling sound went straight to his lower body. Feeling the threat from below, Chen Hongyi shouted at this time, "Brother She, save me!"
However, even if he dodged in time and sensed the danger, before he could discern the direction, the second short shuttle directly penetrated the spiritual energy protection on the sole of his left foot, nailed it to the sole, penetrated the spiritual treasure boot, and hit the spring on the sole of his foot. The acupuncture point interrupted the circulation of spiritual energy, and he fell headlong into the sea.
Fortunately, Feng Wulian did not dare to make a fatal move, otherwise Chen Hongyi would have no way to escape if he fired a few more short shuttles. Several figures flew up from the Hailan Sect's warship and rushed towards them. However, with a swing of Song Pingcun's Fire Sword, dozens of lightning fires in a surrounding area intertwined into a large net, forcing several people to retreat.
Liu Yiyi on the boat reached out to grab Chen Hongyi, who was about to fall into the sea, and was restrained by spiritual power and hung in the air.
After hearing Liu Yiyi's message, Song Pingcun grabbed Chen Hongyi and said: "Chen Zongzhu, as the leader of a sect, you are not honest and want to rob. You think too highly of yourself. Fair trade, but you don't think it is fair." It's fair to mobilize the troops like this, and even join forces with the Wu Poison Sect to secretly poison you. If I kill you, there should be many people in the Hailan Sect who will be happy."
"Fellow Taoist, please be merciful! Please be merciful!" Chen Hongyi, who had only gained a little bit of energy at this time, begged for mercy. I never expected that just by coming to ask for an "unfair" deal, I would end up provoking an evil star. At the early stage of the Heshen Realm, he could not even break through the defense of the opponent's ships, which was extremely shameless. "Fellow Taoist went to sea, Po Yuan Zong is still in Fengchi Mountain."
Song Pingcun's raised hand stopped in the air. At first, he didn't even dare to step into Songji Town again. It was because of the ties. Unexpectedly, the other party actually threatened Po Yuan Sect. Unless he returned to Yue State and slaughtered all the Hailan Sect, this problem Just have to face it.
"Young Master, there is no need to worry." Liu Yiyi's voice rang in Song Pingcun's mind, "Po Yuan Zong has the Eight Talents Ecstasy Formation brought back by Hong Cui and Green Clothes. Unless Po Yuan Zong's spiritual stones are exhausted, a Hailan Sect doesn’t have the ability to break through yet.”
"If you die here, who will cause trouble for Po Yuan Zong?" Song Pingcun sneered at Chen Hongyi in his hand.
"As long as one person on the Hailan Sect warship escapes back later, the news will be brought back." Chen Hongyi was grasping at the last straw at this time and would not let go easily.
"In that case, you can't blame me. Xiaodao, come here." Song Pingcun also thought about killing him. It was impossible to kill all the people on the Hailan Sect's ship behind him. He was not that cruel, but after these people returned, It’s hard to say in what direction things will develop.
The only way is to make him afraid.
The mental illusion of Little Knife Overlord is undoubtedly the best way.
As soon as the knife heard Song Pingcun's call, he swung it from Yao Yan'er's shoulder, and a few flashes appeared in front of Song Pingcun's eyes. After listening to Song Pingcun's voice transmission, the bag on the little guy's head bulged, and an invisible ripple directly penetrated Chen Hongyi's consciousness. In the sea, it wrapped up towards the divine fetus.
Chen Hongyi felt a sharp pain in his brain and fainted. When he woke up, he was already back on the ship.
Song Pingcun's ship had already sailed dozens of miles away. Although it was still sailing slowly, Hailan Sect's warship did not dare to pursue it any further.
The poisonous spirit of a Wudu Sect elder who happened to be a guest at Hailan Sect has mostly disappeared. Although the Sect Master's eyes are not blind, they still need time to recover, and there seems to be an indescribable smile in his expression, making everyone think that Sect Master Chen What stimulation did you receive? After returning to Hailan Sect, Chen Hongyi seemed to have returned to normal, but he never mentioned what happened.
Directly south of the southern continent outside the sea, Song Pingcun was sitting in a secret room in the cabin, regulating the poisonous spiritual power entering his body. The amount of this replacement is too huge, far exceeding the normal amount of spiritual energy in a body-body realm. A blue-black spiritual power ball has been formed in the air sea, which can be converted into attributeless spiritual power in a short time.
Such a huge amount of spiritual power made Song Pingcun have another plan. He sat cross-legged in the secret room and compressed the poisonous spiritual power to form a spiritual species again. But in this way, the loss of spiritual power in his body was too great. Even though his spiritual power reserve was amazing, he also felt a little empty at this time.
After walking out of the secret room, it was already three days later. Yao Yan'er had been guarding the door. When she saw her master coming out, her face was a little pale, thinking that there was something wrong with her breath control. After all, the level of Dzogchen in the early stage of the Jingjing realm was different from that of Naqi. The realm is bigger than the physical realm.
"It's okay, it's just that the spiritual power is limited and empty. It may take some time to recover." Song Pingcun waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
"Then rest for a while!" Yao Yan'er didn't know what Song Pingcun's cultivation status was. After all, she was just following him to learn alchemy. My own practice has long been finalized and cannot be changed.
"It's really okay. How long does it take to get to the destination?" Song Pingcun smiled a little, and he could feel that Yao Yan'er's concern and worry came from the bottom of his heart.
"According to the current speed, it will take about half a month." Yao Yan'er silently calculated. She actually wanted to draw a map of the sea that she knew, but in this way she would be sorry for her master and her aunt.
"The time is just right. Don't disturb me for the next half month. I will sit quietly at the bow of the boat. If there is anything you can't handle, let Yiyi take action." Song Pingcun slowly walked to the bow of the boat and sat down cross-legged.
In the next half month, no matter day or night, wind or sun, Song Pingcun was like a sculpture originally carved on the bow of the ship, motionless.
Although Liu Yiyi said it was okay, several people were still a little worried and took turns watching him from the bow, especially Luo Tuowei. He had just gone out to sea to fight whales and dig spiritual stone mines. He thought he could help Song Pingcun, but the sea After Lan Zong blocked him this time, he realized that he seemed to be of no use other than being strong enough to eat.
In the face of powerful cultivation, he couldn't use his strength, and eating it was even more of a joke.
