My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 171: I am invincible, all beings have no form

The peak of the three realms of Yaoguang.

It is only one step away from opening up the four borders.

This is Ye Wuyou’s current realm.

The time is too short. I just walked out of Luo River today and have gained some insights.

But it never stopped for a moment.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were calm, and his body swept across the dark blue ghost hand again and again.

The hidden ghost hand seemed to have turned into a bridge for Ye Wuyou to walk on, but this scene was extremely incomprehensible in the eyes of others.

When will the lower three realms be able to fly in the air?
The peak of the three realms of Yaoguang.

It is only one step away from opening up the four borders.

This is Ye Wuyou’s current realm.

The magical powers fell like rain, and the brilliant light of aura blossomed in the imperial city that was gradually shrouded in night.

The remaining four people did not hesitate any more. At this moment, Old Song did not care about covering up the place anymore, but released his aura completely.

He admitted that Xu Qingyuan was a little weird both in his brain and strength. No wonder he was so rampant in the sect and no one provoked him.

But it doesn't mean he can do whatever he wants.

A nine-zhang golden body appeared in the sky like a giant.

In addition, there are three slightly smaller Dharma images appearing at the same time.

Jade-faced Rakshasa, tempered spear, nine-story pagoda.

One against four?

The right eye flashed with an eerie light, and that hint of scarlet seemed to be stimulated to the extreme.

One or two, three or four...

Suddenly, countless figures of Ye Wuyou appeared in the sky.

They had different postures, some with their hands on their hips laughing, some with their arms folded across their chests looking around coldly, but each of them had a flash of energy.

Mr. Song was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted.

This is illusion.

"Xu Qingyuan, do you think this illusion can work on me? That's ridiculous!"

Ye Wuyou's voice came from all directions at the same time, with a crazy and teasing tone.

"Do you really think this is an illusion? Old man, you've been fooled!"

Ok?
Old Song was startled. Could this be the real body?

next moment.

The golden body of the Dharma image swept across the four directions.

Countless figures disintegrated like melting ice and snow.

"This is just an illusion!" Old Song roared.

Except for Ye Wuyou, the rest are just illusions.

The familiar sword moves were heard again, which was a fusion of the sword's wind and thunder and Zhou Xuanyuan's magical power that completely locked the enemy.

The target was not Old Song, but another man in the fifth realm.

But this man was not as weak in close combat as the previous formation master. At this moment, he laughed angrily, swept his Dharma image across, and punched directly in front of him.

And the sword light that emerged from [hidden] finally appeared before his eyes.

Neither Ye Wuyou nor the man in the fifth realm held back at all. They completely ignored their own protection and used all their strength to kill the other party.

"Idiot! A crude warrior! He has several lives! How can you exchange with him!" Old Song roared.

A smile of extreme joy appeared in Ye Wuyou's eyes.

His body had been dyed blood red. The bright red didn't require any help from others as it flowed out along his blood vessels and meridians.

Zhao Changhe had never used "burning blood" to this extent.

Forcibly increasing your Qi is not a death-seeking act.

Intense pain came from every acupoint in the body, but every bit of energy squeezed out was integrated into the knife in his hand.

This was the most powerful sword strike he had ever made since he began practicing.

Rumbling--

The punch hit Ye Wuyou's chest directly, and the energy burst out, piercing him directly through.

But this knife actually cut the man and his spear into two halves.

The ghost's hand grabbed the soul that was trying to escape just right, and then wrapped Ye Wuyou around it.

[Hidden] "You can't run away!"

The Jade-faced Rakshasa leaped out and grabbed the place where Ye Wuyou had just disappeared.

With a muffled groan, blood mist exploded in the sky.

At the same time, the last remaining pagoda image expanded several times, directly wrapping the blank space, and then sat on the ground with a roar.

The pagoda emitted a dazzling light, but even so, the three could still see the figure trapped inside.

Old Song stared at him intently.

Everything displayed by the opponent was clearly the strength of the peak of the third realm, but relying on that strange method, he pushed everything to the extreme.

Whether it was an illusion, or his seemingly invisible weirdness, or his words that disturbed people's minds and caused them to make mistakes in judgment.

He used every possible means and was simply a genius in combat.

Is Xu Qingyuan such a guy?

Ye Wuyou was half-kneeling in it, feeling tremendous pressure coming from all around him. Along with the pressure, the environment kept changing, sometimes hot and sometimes cold.

One moment I felt like I was being burned by fire, the next moment I felt like I was standing in an icy cave.

Rapid breathing was heard.

Ye Wuyou's pupils were almost dilated, not because of the pressure around him, but because he was about to die.

The heart had been completely destroyed by that punch, along with countless meridians.

[Rebirth of Flesh and Blood] is still stubbornly repairing itself, but it is a little slow, and the pain is real.

Perhaps with more time, even if the heart is pierced, it will be able to recover.

But pain is pain, and it is pain that cannot be ignored.

The meridians were broken, the heart was destroyed, the left arm was shattered, but the body was constantly repairing itself.

Blood continued to overflow and granulation tissue appeared faintly.

The feeling coming from Ye Wuyou at this moment was undoubtedly like being tortured by ten thousand knives.

Obviously, if he just let go of his worries and let Bai Lu die for him once, everything would be almost reversed and returned to normal.

Ye Wuyou, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly stood up, holding the trembling blade in his right hand, and straightened up little by little.

Ye Wuyou lowered his head and hummed softly to himself.

"No, that fox smells so good, and the feeling of its tail wrapping around my body is indescribable... I just can't bear to part with it."

"Besides..."

The fifth and sixth realms are really difficult to fight. Before, when that remnant soul was here, everything seemed very simple.

He suddenly missed the taste of that residual soul.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou's eyes were as bright as a last ray of light, and he slowly raised his head.

His body was shaking and his bones were crackling due to the constant pressure from all around him, but his right hand was holding the knife firmly and straight.

Through the white pagoda image, the blade pointed to the sky where three people had gathered together.

He laughed out loud, looking extremely happy.

"What's the fifth realm? What's the sixth realm? What's the mere Dharmakaya? Five against one and only two were killed. Do you know how to play?
Tell you guys, I am your master. "

His voice paused slightly.

Then he spat out unclear words mixed with a mouthful of blood.

"I am invincible without myself!"

The aura is still extremely rampant.

next moment.

Ye Wuyou's eyes were blurred and no longer focused.

His body finally couldn't stop falling backwards.

The right hand holding the knife suddenly paused slightly, and then the blade moved downward to support the ground.

The figure that was about to fall froze for a moment, then stopped and stood still calmly.

Ye Wuyou looked neither sad nor happy, his eyes lightly sweeping over the hole in front of his body and his empty left arm.

The pain that was worse than that of lingchi kept attacking every part of the body, every meridian, and every acupoint.

But his eyes remained calm, without even a tremor.