The moment he rushed into the courtyard gate, Wei Yuan used the power of the mountains and rivers to bless his body, and at the same time, he threw a newly gained luck into the Jade Mountain to circulate the madmen in the world.
In the next chapter of Dao Ji, Wei Yuan's physical body has been promoted to a greater level. When he moves, he is like a moving continent. Everything he passes by is broken when touched, but it also generates a huge pulling force, making everything around him move closer to Wei Yuan.
, don’t even think about escaping from anything!
It doesn’t matter what kind of fish is in it, just make gestures first and then talk about it!
There was no one in the courtyard, so Wei Yuan didn't stop for a moment and slammed into the door again. The door turned into powder and disappeared.
There was a young man sitting in the room. He looked a little thin. He was flipping through the storybook in the bookcase. He was so absorbed in reading that he didn't notice Wei Yuan coming behind him.
Wei Yuan sneered in his heart, how could he be a mortal who could leave such an obvious mark on the Immortal Lord's array? This act was too much.
However, Wei Yuan was already behind him at this time, and the Immortal Lord's divine thoughts could be activated at any time, and the young man had not yet used his power. This was really asking for death. At this distance, the Immortal Lord's divine thoughts were about to be activated.
, even if he is a veteran Dharma Master, without Tao power to protect his body, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die.
Wei Yuan lowered his big hand and grabbed the back of the man's neck. He suddenly felt at ease and finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, the Immortal Lord's spiritual thoughts were pressing on the man's neck. Even if Fen Hai was in this situation, he would not be able to make waves.
The man obviously realized it later and wanted to turn his head, but Wei Yuan's hands were as strong as iron and he could not move at all. The man was shocked and wanted to scream, but Wei Yuan squeezed him gently and made no sound come out.
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"Shut up! Don't move. You answer whatever I ask, or you die. Do you understand me?"
The man was shaking like chaff and nodded desperately.
Wei Yuan was a little shocked by his acting skills. This person is very hidden. He must have great magic power. He doesn't know whether it is Yunshen Daoji or the real Dharma. But even if this person is Dharma, he can't do it quickly.
As long as he dares to take action, the Immortal Lord's divine will will cut open his sea of ​​consciousness. Therefore, what Wei Yuan needs to be prepared for is the blow before Fa Xiang's death, which should be roughly equivalent to 80% of the power of a full-strength strike.
However, Wei Yuan has the power of mountains and rivers, and he can originally reduce the power of the Dharma by 10%. After using the new luck to move the madmen of heaven and earth, he can reduce it by 30%. In addition, the magic weapon on his body can still block 10%, and in the end it is equivalent to using
The physical body resisted a blow with 40% of the spell's power.
If you think about it this way, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.
When Wei Yuan was still in the Taoist stage, he was able to withstand three blows from Snow Eagle without dying. Now he has achieved thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and his physical body has reached a higher level. A blow with 40% of the power of the Dharma form only slightly injured Wei Yuan. But Wei Yuan is an immortal king and a god.
If you think about cutting back, the opponent will not be lightly injured.
This is where Wei Yuan's confidence lies in fishing. Even if the fisherman bites the hook, he has to peel off his skin.
"Release your consciousness and don't resist!" Wei Yuan shouted.
"Yes, yes!... What is spiritual consciousness?" The man nodded desperately, with such a greedy and fearful look that even Wei Yuan almost believed it.
When Wei Yuan's spiritual consciousness penetrated the sea of ​​human consciousness, he was startled. The sea of ​​human consciousness was filled with darkness and chaos, and it was not open at all! After a long time of fuss, this is someone who has never even cultivated the soul?
How could a mortal leave such a huge reaction on the array? Even True Lord Wei Yuan would believe this reaction!
Wei Yuan took a step back and shouted: "Turn around!"
The man turned around tremblingly. This was a young face, full of exhaustion, with dark circles under his eyes, as if he had not had enough rest. As soon as he turned around, before he could speak, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and Wei Yuan drew his sword.
Hand, stabbed his throat with a sword!
The man screamed and stood still, but he fainted just like that. Wei Yuan was stunned. Seeing him falling straight down, he was in a hurry, but he didn't dare to be careless. He pressed the tip of his sword against his sea of ​​​​qi, and then
He grabbed his neck to prevent him from falling.
After repeated checks several times, Wei Yuan believed that he was really fainted and was not faking it. It was easy to faint if he was frightened. Wei Yuan raised his hand and slapped him twice, which brought him back to consciousness.
As soon as the man woke up, he screamed again, and then his scream was choked by Wei Yuan.
At this time, a mile away, a figure stood in front of the window and looked away. The figure watched as Wei Yuan suddenly rushed into the courtyard next door, broke into the house, and then screams, screams of pain, and then the sound of beatings were heard in the house.
, and then the lights went out and the sound disappeared. A moment later, a painful scream suddenly sounded, but it was blocked halfway.
The figure spat and said disgustedly: "It turns out he is a good guy. I really think highly of him. I thought he was a bastard of some force."
The figure closed the window and went back to bed to take a nap.
Not long after he lay down, he suddenly felt something strange in the room and immediately sat up! But he only raised his upper body halfway before he froze there.
He looked at the sharp sword at his throat, and slowly moved his gaze up the sword, and saw Wei Yuan, who was smiling but not smiling. At this time, Wei Yuan was holding the sword in one hand, and moving his two whiskers with his small eyes.
It's dazzling and extremely vulgar.
On the bed was a young monk, with pretty features and handsome appearance. He was wearing a blue gown. He looked at Wei Yuan in shock. This man was obviously doing evil in other people's rooms, but why did he appear in front of him while he was taking a sip of tea?
?Is he that fast?
The young monk stammered: "Hero, Your Majesty, I have something to say! Whatever you want, I will give it to you as long as I have it. I only want to spare my little life! I don't have much cultivation, I just practiced for a few days."
Body, killing me will only dirty the hero's hands."
Wei Yuan just sneered. But what he didn't know was that, with his current appearance, this smile was sinister and vulgar, more vulgar than sinister.
The man on the bed thought it was a little strange at first, but he clearly felt a vague mountain-like thickness in Wei Yuan, as well as a heaven-shaking calmness. This kind of aura cannot be faked, and not just anyone can have it.
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But as Wei Yuan smiled, he suddenly remembered what Wei Yuan had just done, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, just thinking: "This...could it be that the last one was not satisfying enough, so I have to find another one?! Li
How could you find me when you are so far away and there are so many people in the middle?!"
He looked down at his attire and felt that this was the case. For a moment, his face turned pale with fright, and he could only complain in his heart.
Wei Yuan stood up and a Lushan claw stretched out.
The man was so shocked that he just shouted: "Hero, grandpa, brother! I will give you everything, don't, don't come here!!"
Following this series of screams, the light of the formation faintly appeared around the room. It turned out that Wei Yuan had already set up a formation to isolate the inside and outside when he came in. Even the breath and mana fluctuations could not be penetrated, let alone screaming.
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The man's heart felt cold, this guy was so skilled, he was indeed someone who was used to doing this kind of thing!
When he thought about what would happen next, he began to struggle desperately, not even caring about the sword pointed at his throat. Wei Yuan accidentally retracted the sword tip a little slower, and cut a little skin, and blood oozed out.
It turns into a bright red color at the throat.
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Chapter completed!