It turned out that Yunsheng's sword directly destroyed Jing Rui's long sword, causing Jing Rui's mind to be extremely damaged, and he couldn't help but be seriously injured by the True Yuan disorder.

And the dragon spirit sword only penetrated his phantom, Jing Rui had already escaped at the critical time, but unfortunately the void did not escape.

Even after a distance of nearly a hundred miles, Yunsheng's divine thoughts could still feel Jing Rui's resentful and frightened eyes.

Seeing that Yunsheng didn't chase after him, he glanced at it hatefully, turned around, and rushed towards it surrounded by everyone.

Yun Sheng didn't pay attention to their escape, and he never paid attention to the opponents who had been frightened.

In just a few blink of an eye, under the guidance of the Dragon Spirit Sword and his divine thoughts, more than a dozen foreign cultivators who were caught off guard returned to the Heavenly Kingdom.

Lei Yin, who was about to make a move, also stopped at the last moment, and Yunsheng's strength and tenacity were somewhat unexpected to him.

'At the critical moment of breaking through the realm, you can still be distracted and kill people!' Lei Yin silently commented on Yunsheng in his heart.

Yunsheng's situation is actually not optimistic, just like a dumb person eating coptis, he knows his own suffering.

Now he has a shocking blood stain hanging from the corner of his mouth, which is that he forcibly urged the Dragon Spirit Sword to kill the enemy from a distance, causing an instant disorder of the vitality in his body, and he suffered some internal injuries.

Fortunately, he often does things that are used for two purposes, and his divine soul is strong enough not to make his vitality get out of control.

He had just adjusted the Divine Thought's separate control over cultivation and the Dragon Spirit Sword, and a huge golden fist came to the sky again with the low shouts of "King Kong Demon Suppression" in Jinghong.

This is a very pure Buddhism supernatural power, the starting style of the powerful King Kong divine skill, which was cultivated to the point of perfection by Jinghong, a master in the late stage of refining qi and transforming gods.

Just when Yun Sheng wanted to forcibly gather his vitality palm to resist the attack, a strange fluctuation came from his divine soul.

To be precise, it's the forehead of the soul body, beating excitedly, and it feels like it's encountered something it wants.

Suddenly, Yunsheng's divine thoughts came to that golden space, and it was exactly the same as before. Nothing has changed.

The only difference was the excitement that came from the depths of his soul, which made Yun Sheng involuntarily control wisps of golden divine thoughts overflowing from the forehead of the divine soul body, and then quickly came out of the body.

It seems that a long drought is met with nectar, and it is as if a hungry ghost has seen food. Always, that wisp of golden divine thought was almost uncontrolled by Yun Sheng, and it wrapped the golden giant palm that was about to press on top of Yun Sheng's head like lightning.

Then, in the horrified eyes of all the survivors, it quickly diminuted, and in the blink of an eye. The huge palm that was almost overwhelming disappeared in front of Yun Sheng.

"Ahh

Jing Hong covered his head with his hands and let out a low roar of pain, and he also tasted the painful taste of his divine thoughts being swallowed up in an instant.

Stevenson, who was not far away, looked at Jinghong expressionlessly, and he didn't know what he was calculating.

After such an interruption, the white light that was already about to retract into the body was slowly expanding again.

High in the sky, the colorful energy clusters that slowly converge also have a tendency to slowly dissipate.

Yunsheng, who came back to his senses, saw this scene, and at the same time, he was shocked, but also hated.

This was the critical moment for him to break through to the late stage. If it fails at this time, I don't know how difficult it will be to break through next time.

He had to go all out, except for a small number of divine thoughts that kept scanning and guarding in the void, a huge amount of divine soul power roared out, shaking the void and filling the water streaks.

In a few blink of an eye, the white mangs outside his body were completely pulled into the dantian by him, and a blue and faint Dading was exposed again, slowly compressing towards the twenty-five blazing white light clusters.

At the same time, the atmospheric mass in the high altitude rotates at an accelerated pace. It slowly descended, bringing up gusts of wind, stirring the sea below to form a whirlpool-like whirlpool.

As the air mass slowly pressed down, the oppressive aura became stronger and stronger.

Originally closer, Stevenson involuntarily and slowly retreated. His eyes flashed with a complicated light.

Jinghong also came back to his senses with a blue face after getting through the discomfort at the beginning, although he still stared at Yunsheng's big ding, but he didn't have the courage to continue to shoot.

After cutting the lives of more than a dozen cultivators again, the dragon spirit sword in the distance suddenly returned to the tripod, and then stopped moving.

By this time. There were less than forty people within a radius of a hundred miles, and many more were either killed by Yunsheng or scared away.

It's basically all foreign cultivators, Stevenson didn't speak, and they didn't dare to leave casually.

Besides, isn't there still a matter of ore veins that have not been clarified, and if you can get the ore veins, no matter how big the sacrifice is, it will be worth it.

For the thoughts of these small fish and shrimp, Yunsheng doesn't want to pay attention to them, and they can't afford to make big waves if they are given a chance.

Stevenson didn't leave for a long time, and Yunsheng's mind was more on him.

After a while, a small stream of information rushed into Yunsheng's mind, and some memory fragments of Jinghong quickly filled his memory.

Almost at the same time, a powerful torrent of Yuan Qi poured into the mud pill, and then went straight down the midrib, with an earth-shattering roar, into his dantian.

Although Yunsheng's body was in turmoil at this time, from the outside, it was still quiet and quiet, and there was not much abnormality.

His body underwent earth-shaking changes at this moment, and twenty-five bright white light clusters turned rapidly like a windmill with full strength after that loud bang.

The torrent of vitality that fell from the sky was rapidly absorbed by the twenty-five light clusters, turning faster and faster, and the light became weaker and weaker.

When the torrent of vitality was about to run out, the rotation slowed down, and the white light disappeared.

Twenty-five earthy yellow things the size of rice balls were slowly turning, still swallowing the little energy left in the dantian.

It felt like these twenty-five pills were like black holes that could never be filled, and after all the energy in the dantian was absorbed by them, they still didn't change in the slightest.

Yunsheng himself could feel that his strength had changed drastically, his confidence was extremely inflated, and a feeling that the heavens and the earth were under control spontaneously appeared.

At this time, the air mass in the high altitude had already pressed on the top of his head, and when he saw this situation from his divine thoughts, he remembered that this was also energy that could be used.

A bucket-thick earthy yellow air column rushed out of the Great Ding, came to the air mass, and turned into a big earthy yellow hand in an instant, and pressed it down with one palm.

The huge air mass was quickly compressed, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the Great Ding.

Stevenson's face became more and more solemn, and when everyone was still looking at Yunsheng's Dading in amazement, he quietly pinched his hands, muttering a spell that ordinary people couldn't understand at all. (To be continued.) )