Jiang Yi was shocked and blood was oozing from his orifices, and flew out in a mess, and fell heavily to the ground.

My body was covered with vines, and my pain was unbearable, and my consciousness was a little drowsy.

"Haha, caught!"

Three men quickly surrounded him, one of them threw out a talisman and patted Jiang Yi on the forehead.

The talisman quickly melted and penetrated into the spiritual pattern.

After a while, Jiang Yi's Holy Spirit pattern began to dim, and the meridians in his body gradually lost their vitality.

"This is called the Forbidden Spirit Spell, the seal is the spiritual pattern."

The evil man pinched Jiang Yi's neck and mentioned it in front of him, and smiled ferociously: "In order to suppress your Holy Spirit pattern, I spent five top-grade crystal stones to buy the best one."

Jiang Yi felt the spiritual patterns and meridians carefully, but it was indeed out of control.

Even the firebirds in the sea of ​​Qi were depressed and gradually became silent.

“Is this the Holy Spirit pattern?

I haven't seen it so close yet."

The tall and thin man came over and admired it carefully.

The Holy Spirit Patterns in the Luofu Mountains are rare, and they are always strictly protected as soon as they wake up. They are as noble as princesses. When they grow up, they all become sect masters and will not show up easily.

This is the first time I have encountered the Holy Spirit pattern that I ran around the mountain like this.

"Little guy, we're meeting again."

The charming woman twisted her graceful figure and walked out of the woods.

"Hongyan is the most important thing to be able to capture Jiang Yi."

"When you hand it over to the black market, you will definitely get the most high-quality crystal stones."

The evil man laughed heartily and threw Jiang Yi at the feet of the charming woman.

The tall and thin man urged: "Langqing, why did you throw it away? Take it away.

The pursuit order began to spread, and more people would soon search for Jiang Yi, and some sects would come to join in the fun. We would better take him to the black market now."

A hunting order?

Jiang Yi's heart moved. It was inconvenient for Vajra Sect to take action directly. Did he issue a chase order?

"Don't worry! It's still early to open the black market. Are you taking it over in advance because you're afraid that people won't be able to find out?"

"Besides, he has the Holy Spirit Pattern!"

Hongyan lowered her head and looked at Jiang Yi with a smile.

Another man rolled his eyes: "Of course we know he is the Holy Spirit pattern."

"He has the Holy Spirit Pattern, and he must be a holy-level martial art, and the worst is a mysterious martial art."

As soon as Hongyan said this, the other three people's eyes suddenly emitted bright light.

Yes, why didn't you expect it?

The mysterious martial arts are already very precious, and the black market can be sold at a high price of tens of thousands of medium-grade crystals.

What about the holy-level martial arts?

It must be a sky-high price! "He is also the eldest disciple of Ye Tianlan, the leader of the Tianshi Sect."

"That Ye Anran brought him back, maybe they had some personal affair."

"You said that Tianshi Sect didn't give him some life-saving things?"

Hongyan looked at Jiang Yi as if he was looking at a treasure house, his smile became more and more charming and brighter.

"Yes, it's better to use the red smoke brain."

"Haha, hurry up, take out all his things."

The tall and thin man couldn't wait to tear off Jiang Yi's clothes and churned, but there was nothing but the small bronze tower hanging around his neck.

"Boy, where is your holy-level martial arts?"

"What about you who saves your life!"

"Give it a hand."

The evil man Lang Qing grabbed Jiang Yi's collar and stared fiercely.

Jiang Yi raised his eyes weakly: "There is nothing but this life."

"Although the black market hunting order is said to be a living person, it does not say what it wants to live."

"We can make you live well, and you can also make you lose your arms and break your legs."

"There are six hours left before dark, and we have time to play with you."

"I understand?"

The tall and thin man had a sharp knife in his hand and stared at Jiang Yi cruelly.

"My holy-level martial arts are in my mind."

"My weapon is the Holy Spirit Pattern."

"I don't need anything else."

Jiang Yi repeatedly stimulated the spiritual patterns and meridians, calling on the firebird, but he had almost no reaction.

"Who are you fooling around? Your things are all in this little tower, right?"

The tall and thin man grabbed the bronze tower around his neck.

Jiang Yi suddenly moved his heart and smiled faintly: "There is indeed something inside, but I need to use my spiritual power to awaken it. Do you dare to untie the forbidden spirit spell for me?"

"Hongyan, use the spirit-removing spell to unlock it! Are we afraid of one of us?"

Another man released the vines and wrapped Jiang Yi around him. Several vines pressed against his chin like sharp knives. As long as Jiang Yi dared to resist, he would stab in immediately.

"Be good, we are not good people."

Hongyan gently stroked the space ring on his fingers, and a talisman floated out.

Jiang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. Is that a talisman to lift the forbidden spirit mantra?

"This is the spiritual spell, it can..." Hongyan took the talisman point at Jiang Yi's forehead, but suddenly stopped again.

"Why are you standing there? Hurry up."

Lang Qing was anxiously urging that he had never seen a holy-level martial art in his life, and there might be many treasures in it.

"We are not afraid of him, but what if something else runs out?"

Hongyan noticed the strange smile at Jiang Yi's mouth and took the spirit-removing spell back into the space ring.

Jiang Yi looked at her ring and deliberately looked disappointed.

After Hongyan noticed it, she became more convinced that there was something hidden in it.

"What should I do?"

Lang Qing and the others thought about it, they were not afraid of ten thousand, but they were afraid of one. There must be no accidents when they finally caught the Holy Spirit pattern.

Hongyan thought about it and put away the spirit-removing spell: "Take it to the black market and find someone to break the small tower."

"Okay, that's all."

"We first find a place to hide it and take him into the black market when it gets dark."

Although Lang Qing and the others were disappointed, they could still bear it.

Jiang Yi was not panicked or nervous, and he was still waiting patiently for the opportunity.

"Wait a little longer, I have something to deal with."

Hongyan raised his jade arm and put it on Jiang Yi's shoulder.

"What's up?"

Lang Qing looked at him strangely.

"He has the Holy Spirit Pattern, and he will die when he handed it to the black market."

"What a pity."

"I want to pass on his sect and follow him."

Hongyan stretched out his rosy tongue, leaned against Jiang Yi's face and gently hooked it, and laughed.

"What's the meaning?"

They had weird expressions, so what was this girl crazy?

"I am the fourth-grade flame spirit pattern, and he is the seventh-grade flame holy pattern.

If we have a child, it might also be a Holy Spirit pattern?"
To be continued...