Chapter 1618 Do you have a fever?

Style: Fantasy Author: three preserved eggsWords: 2906Update Time: 24/01/12 20:37:18
Just when Xuan Tianzhu was swallowed by Ilia, Zhong Wen suddenly felt a breeze blowing by.

This is indoors, why is there wind?

Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, and such a thought came to his mind.

Before he could think clearly, the originally quiet room suddenly became violently windy, roaring loudly, and a terrifying aura rushed towards his face. With his current strength, he was unprepared and even stood a little unsteady for a moment.

Damn it!

This is……!

Zhong Wen was shocked and hurriedly looked in the direction of Ilia, only to see the blond girl already floating in the air, exuding an indescribable golden light, like an angel under the throne of the gods, holy and bright.

An unimaginable and terrifying coercion surged out of the girl's body and instantly enveloped the entire palace, just like a peerless king looking down at all the living beings in the world.

At this moment, Zhong Wen felt an uncontrollable feeling of surrender in his heart. If his soul power had not been far superior to ordinary people, his knees would have weakened and he would have fallen to the ground.

But this aura had no intention of stopping. It continued to spread rapidly and spread rapidly. It soon passed through the palace where the two of them were, and spread to the entire palace.

"Plop!" "Plop!" "Plop!"

Wherever the coercion passed, countless people in the palace fell to their knees involuntarily, bent over and prostrate themselves. Their faces were pale, they were sweating profusely, and their whole bodies were trembling.

Such a large palace actually presents a posture of coming from all directions.

And these people who fell down did not even know who they were kneeling to worship.

"Zhong Wen, I succeeded!"

Ilia seemed completely unaware of the terrifying coercion emanating from her body. Instead, she smiled brightly at Zhong Wen, looking extremely happy, "I have been promoted to Spirit Master, and I can fly!"

Damn, is this a problem with flying?

Are you afraid that you are going to heaven?

Zhong Wen opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the beautiful girl in front of him, who was covered in golden light and exuded endless pressure. He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He could clearly sense that under the influence of the Chaos-level Xuan Tianzhu, Illya finally broke through the shackles and entered the spiritual realm that she had longed for.

However, the changes in the girl were far more than that.

Now she exudes a domineering and terrifying pressure from top to bottom, just like a born emperor, dominating the world and taking charge of the world, making all living beings within a few miles tremble and uncontrollably feel awe and surrender. heart of.

In terms of the emperor's aura alone, even the previous Jin Yao Emperor, Bailechuan, was probably far inferior to her.

"Congratulations."

Zhong Wen stuttered out these two words, and then as if he thought of something, he suddenly made a strange request, "Girl, try punching me."

"Huh? Are you okay?"

Illya looked confused, "Do you have a fever?"

"Burn your sister!"

Zhong Wen sighed, "Hurry up, use all your strength and punch me!"

"If I hurt you."

Illya hesitated and said, "Don't blame me."

"joke!"

There was a look of disdain on Zhong Wen's face, "Just you? If you can break a layer of skin, I will give you a spiritual crystal vein."

"It's a deal!"

Illya's eyes suddenly shone, her spiritual energy circulated rapidly, and she punched without hesitation.

Before her pink fist could hit Zhong Wen, an earth-shattering terrifying pressure had already struck him crazily, like a pair of invisible big hands, pressing his head hard, vowing to make him bow his head, surrender, and kneel on the ground.

With the blessing of this aura, a seemingly ordinary punch actually exerted a terrifying power far beyond the level of a spiritual master. Even Zhong Wen couldn't help but tremble, and auras of light suddenly appeared around him, and he unconsciously The Tao Yun Golden Body was opened.

"boom!"

With a crisp sound, Illya's fist hit Zhong Wen without any deviation.

With her spiritual level cultivation, it is certainly impossible to hurt Zhong Wen now.

Is this the power that a person who has just been promoted to Spirit Master can achieve?

I'm afraid that even the Taoist Spirit Master won't be able to accept it, right?

Could it be...a special physique!

However, the energy fed back from the second rhyme still surprised Zhong Wen. With his mind racing, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and recalled the scene when Zheng Qiyuan activated the Panlong Body.

Special physique is a gift from God to a very small number of cultivators. It can be said that they are rare, symbolizing the pride of heaven and invincibility at the same level.

But not all special physiques are so perfect.

For example, Zhong Wen's demon body and Li Bing's psychic body both have huge flaws. If they cannot meet each other, the outcome they face is likely to be that one will stop at cultivation, while the other will completely lose his mind. , reincarnated early.

Another type of constitution is too powerful, causing excessive pressure on the owner's meridians and Dantian. Instead, it makes the host's body weak and progresses slowly. If there is no special opportunity, it is likely that the body will not be able to awaken the constitution throughout its life. In the end, He was ignored by everyone and became a "cultivation waste" that was ridiculed by others, just like Zheng Qiyuan's coiled dragon body.

According to Zhong Wen's guess, Ilia's physique is probably in this category.

Compared to Zheng Qiyuan's unlimited spiritual power, Illya seems to be able to unleash unparalleled imperial pressure, greatly enhancing her own combat power with unparalleled overbearing deterrence, and at the same time greatly weakening the enemy's will, with far-reaching effects. It is better than the "bastard spirit" practiced by Zhong Wen, and it will not affect his own character. It can be described as very abnormal.

However, after rummaging through the book "Born to Be Different" in his mind, he couldn't find a physique with similar characteristics at all. He could only secretly guess that perhaps this was a physique unique to the Original Land and did not exist in the Three Holy Realms.

"how?"

Illya waved her fist, her eyes flashing with excitement. She asked questions while preparing for a second blow, as if she was about to strike a second blow at any time, "Do you want another punch?"

"No hurry, no rush."

Suddenly discovering a brand new physique, Zhong Wen couldn't help but become curious. He couldn't help but want to see how far Illya's combat power could reach. He laughed and flashed his body with his right hand. The girl's head was gently brushed, and the "Book of Ten Thousand Daos" and "Holy Spirit Pure Heart Art" were poured into her consciousness, "Learn these two books first, and then try to punch me!"

"Huh?"

Illya couldn't help but be surprised by the words and patterns that suddenly appeared in her mind. When she wanted to ask, she was quickly attracted by the contents of the two secret books. She was deeply involved in them and couldn't extricate herself. Unknowingly, Close your eyes, sit cross-legged, and enter a state of selflessness.

Soon, a fierce and domineering Taoist aura spurted out from the girl's body and swept across all directions. Many people in the palace just got up, and fell to the ground again. It was really inexplicable, and they wanted to cry without tears. .

Obviously, after coming into contact with the "Book of Ten Thousand Daos", Ilya had successfully understood the Dao and became an out-and-out Taoist spiritual master.

However, the blonde girl didn't stop there.

"Boom!"

Not long after, a terrifying thunderbolt fell from the sky, like a silver snake falling to the ground. It actually broke through the roof of the palace and fell headlong towards Illya.

It's thunder!

Zhong Wen's eyes narrowed, and he quickly distanced himself from Ilia to prevent her from being affected by the disaster. At the same time, he secretly gathered his soul power in his palms, ready to help the girl at any time when she was exhausted.

The next scene shocked him so much that his jaw almost fell to the ground.

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, her whole body was shining with golden light, she raised her right arm to her chest, and her white palms slowly spread upward.

The seemingly violent thunderbolt of Heaven's Punishment fell on her palm, and she turned into an extremely docile and humble person, just like a son meeting me, a slave meeting his master. Instead of launching an attack, he turned around in circles, showing off Flattery.

After a while, the sky thunder suddenly stopped, and then it "swished" into the girl's palm and was no longer visible.

"Boom!"

At this time, the second sky thunder arrived as expected, with a fierce momentum, almost twice as powerful as the previous one.

However, the results were no different.

Within a few breaths, this thunder followed in the footsteps of the previous one. After a servile knee-jerk, it obediently slipped into Ilia's palm without causing any waves.

The third, fourth, and ninth thunders followed the same pattern and were quickly absorbed by the girl.

The blonde girl with "junk qualifications" actually triggered nine thunders!

When she stood up again, Illya's whole body was already filled with the suffocating aura of a saint, and her body was filled with electric light, dazzling, and the terrifying realm of the saint almost enveloped the entire imperial capital.

Do you have to surrender to her even for the calamity?

What kind of perverted physique does this damn thing have?

If this girl advances to the Soul Realm, can I really control her?

The two people's eyes intertwined, feeling the invisible pressure released from the girl's pupils, Zhong Wen's heart froze, and such a thought appeared in his mind unconsciously.

He was suddenly unsure whether he was right or wrong in rashly improving Illya's cultivation.