Том 1 Глава 1666

"This is magic power!"

Seeing the black gas rising from Yuwenshang, Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly.

In the Lingyue Continent, cultivators rely on absorbing the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth or taking the blood of powerful beasts to strengthen themselves. This kind of exercise often appears to be neutral, gradual, and solid. It is not easy to get into trouble.

But besides that, there is another kind of exercise. Compared with ordinary exercises, it not only cultivates faster, but can also plunder others' cultivation for your own use. This is magic power.

In the history of Lingyue Continent, there were many cultivators who practiced magic arts, and there were also many great demon heads, and most of those demon heads were able to crush a world.

But with the development of time, to this day, very few people practice magic power, not because magic power is not strong enough, but because magic power methods hurt heaven and harmony.

Practicing magic arts, as long as the cultivation reaches the stage of crossing the catastrophe, it will trigger a terrible catastrophe. Under the power of the horror of the catastrophe, it is difficult for monks practicing magic arts to rise through the catastrophe.

In his previous life, Zhang Yifeng had seen a monk who practiced magic arts, and that monk had cultivated to the tribulation period in just fifty years, which caused a sensation in the entire cultivation world at that time.

But when the monk crossed the Tribulation, he encountered the Terrible World Killing Tribulation. Although he was powerful, he had no resistance to the terrible Tribulation that was descended by the Heavenly Dao. There is no chance.

When the monk was dying, there were only four words left to the world: Do not practice magic.

Zhang Yifeng didn't expect that Yuwenshang actually practiced the magic way.

"However, the magic skills he cultivated are still too low-level after all, and the old man's Nascent Soul cultivation base, he probably only absorbed one-tenth."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head lightly.

At this time, Yuwenshang absorbed Yuwenjue's Nascent Soul ability, and a stronger aura than before radiated from his body. Not only did his cultivation level improve, but his injury seemed to healed.

Yu Wenshang looked at Jia Wenzhe with a grimace, and said proudly: "Jia Wenzhe, if you kneel down now, I can spare your life."

Hearing Yuwenshang's words, Jia Wenzhe glanced at Yuwenshang like a fool, and said flatly, "Yuwenshang, even if you practice magic skills, you are not my opponent."

Yu Wenshang sneered coldly: "Then let you see the power of magic."

Before he finished his words, he saw a black devilish spirit rising from Yu Wenshang's body, and his eyes instantly turned red.

The black demon energy surged, and behind Yu Wenshang, a phantom of the heavenly demon formed, and the phantom of the heavenly demon was holding a huge sickle in his right hand.

"Roar!"

The ghost yelled from the sky, and Jia Wenzhe attacked in two directions with Yu Wenshang.

The speed of the phantom of the sky demon was very fast, and it came to Jia Wenzhe almost in an instant. There was endless magic energy on his body, and the magic energy instantly wrapped Jia Wenzhe in it.

"father!"

"Patriarch, be careful!"

Seeing Jia Wenzhe being wrapped in devilish energy, Jia Ruyi's pretty face paled for a while, and everyone in the Jia family was also worried.

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Just when everyone in the Jia family was extremely worried, a voice rang in everyone's ears.

The crowd followed the sound and found that the speaker turned out to be Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng cured Jia Ruyu, which had already spread in Jia's family, so everyone was very friendly to Zhang Yifeng.

But despite this, Zhang Yifeng's words still made everyone suspicious. At this moment, the Patriarch was shrouded in demons and they couldn't see anything. How did Zhang Yifeng know that Patriarch was okay?

Jia Zhan took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Yifeng solemnly, and asked, "Pill Master Feng Yi, how do you know that the Patriarch is okay?"

Seeing everyone's suspicious eyes, Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said: "I can't explain the details. Anyway, you only need to know that the demon shadow can't hurt Patriarch Jia that day."

Although Zhang Yifeng's cultivation is only the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, his divine consciousness is extremely powerful. Although the black demon energy cuts off the sight of everyone, his divine consciousness can vaguely see everything in the demon energy.

Shrouded by demon energy, Jia Wenzhe didn't have a trace of panic in his eyes. A layer of blue light bloomed on the surface of his body. Although the blue light was very weak, it completely blocked the demon energy outside.

"Jia Wenzhe, today is your death date, go to bury Haoer!"

Seeing Jia Wenzhe being enveloped by the demon, a crazy look appeared on Yu Wenshang's face.

"The devil disintegrates!"

Following his roar, the phantom of the sky demon exploded with a "bang", and the aftermath of the explosion made everyone around him have to retreat.

"Отец!"

Глядя на направление взрыва, Цзя Рую выглядела грустной и собиралась бежать к центру взрыва, но в этот момент солидная большая рука схватила ее за руку.

"Не волнуйся, твой отец в порядке."

Цзя Руйю поднял глаза и обнаружил, что ее тянет Чжан Ифэн.

"Алхимия Фэн И, мой отец действительно все в порядке?" Цзя Рую спросил с печальным выражением лица.

Чжан Ифэн кивнул и вдруг направил палец к центру взрыва.

"Конечно, это нормально, не верьте мне."

Цзя Рую посмотрел в сторону пальцев Чжан Ифэна, сначала на мгновение, а затем в его глазах появилось прикосновение радости.

После взрыва энергия демона рассеялась, и в поле зрения каждого появилась маска синего света.

В синей маске фигура стояла спокойно, это был отец Цзя Рую, Цзя Венже.

"Не волнуйся, я в порядке."

Голос Цзя Венже дошел до ушей каждого члена семьи Цзя.

Когда все в семье Цзя услышали это, их выражения были все свободны. Они смотрели на взгляд Чжан Ифэна и не могли не стать более любопытными.

База культивирования Чжан Ифэна, очевидно, не так сильна, как они, но откуда он знает, что с Патриархом все в порядке?

Чжан Ифэн положил прикосновение тайны в глазах всех в семье Цзя.

"Как это может быть?"

Глядя на нетронутой Цзя Wenzhe в синей фотомаске, глаза Yu Wenshang показал ужас.

Волшебная сила, которую он культивировал, называлась Тяньма Инь. Хотя это был всего лишь фрагмент, он был очень мощным. Распад Тянь Демона только сейчас был мощным секретным методом, записанным в Тяньме Инь, который имел великую силу.

Но он не ожидал, что даже если демон распадется, это не причинит существенного вреда Цзя Венже.

Цзя Венже снял синюю маску, посмотрел на Yu Wenshang с холодными глазами, и сказал: "Я сказал: "Я сказал: даже если вы практикуете магические навыки, вы не мой противник".

Лицо Yu Wenshang было битом уродивого. Распад Небесного Демона только сейчас был самой сильной атакой, которую он мог выполнить в настоящее время. Даже распад Небесного Демона не мог помочь Цзя Венже. В конце концов он понял, что он действительно не является противником Цзя Венже.

Думая о последствиях неудачи, Yuwenshang не мог не воевал холодной войны.

Удар!