Chapter 382 Psychic Pillar
When Fang Yi passed by, the man in black glanced at him, then chuckled and left the hall.
Fang Yi pulled the rope and followed behind.
He saw that the man in black robe in front of him was only in the third realm of Martial Emperor, and he was thinking about how to deal with him later.
As for this, when he was about to leave, he asked Yan Jingcheng to use Tiangang Suppressing Evil again to get rid of everyone.
He has always had zero tolerance for ghost cultivators.
Thinking of the middle-aged man's attitude towards the man in black just now, Fang Yi's face darkened.
A Martial Saint Realm is so humble to a Martial Emperor Realm.
The reason is only that the other party is a ghost.
This is no different from the attitude of Zhiyao Sect towards all races.
Deep in his heart, he couldn't understand this kind of behavior.
The current situation of the human race is due to the last war between the two races. I don’t know how many ancestors of the human race sacrificed their lives for a short period of peace.
Countless inheritances were cut off because of this, and some people even died without leaving their names, but there are some people who think that the Wanzu is better than the human race, so they just want to kneel and lick.
Since you can't understand, you don't need to understand. For this kind of person, Fang Yi's last life was to see one and kill the other.
…
Follow the man in black and walk all the way in.
Five minutes later, Fang Yi came to a study.
The man in black pushed the door open, and Fang Yi saw that it was not a study at all, but an open space.
At the end of the line of sight is a huge building with a height of 100 meters and a width of tens of meters.
The whole building is pitch black, and the whole is a huge cylinder, with figures in black robes constantly coming in and out around it.
Fang Yi frowned, and he saw that those who entered were holding Devil Weeping Jade.
Immediately understand what the huge building in front of you is.
Ghost-specific buildings:
Spiritual Pillar!
This thing is both a building and a weapon.
Under normal circumstances, the psychic pillar can assist ghosts in their cultivation.
Resentment is a great tonic for ghosts.
If necessary, the psychic pillar can immediately switch form and become a weapon of war: psychic cannon.
The psychic cannon can inject extremely concentrated resentment directly into the veins of the earth.
Affected by resentment, the area affected by the leylines will become a ghost domain.
Not only is there no grass, but it is also easy to breed resentful spirits, which is one of the reasons why the ghost race is difficult.
Once the two clans start a war, the other side doesn’t say anything else, just shoot first.
On the ghost beast, the fighting power of the ghost race will be increased, and the human race will be continuously affected by resentment, and their strength will be weakened. Over time, their emotions will also be affected.
In the battle of life and death, one mistake or inattention will often kill one's life.
The door in front of you is a teleportation array!
Looking at the scene inside the door, Fang Yi's face immediately turned cold.
Although I don't know where it is, the other party built this thing with no good intentions.
Fang Yi made a decision in a split second.
Destroy this thing!
"catch him!"
"boom!"
The moment Fang Yi's voice sounded, Lin Xianrou and the others immediately broke the rope.
Hearing the movement behind him, the man in black turned around and saw Yan Jingcheng pointing at him.
"Forbidden!"
The man in black froze for a moment, then froze in place.
"Mo Li, what do you want to do!"
"You colluded with these people to attack me, do you know the consequences!"
Fang Yi ignored the man in black robe. Under the surprised eyes of the man in black robe, Fang Yi's body and face squirmed, and he returned to his original appearance.
"Fang Yi!"
The man in black gritted his teeth and called out Fang Yi's name, and immediately realized what was going on.
Fang Yi just glanced at him, and waved at Lin Xianrou and the others.
After everyone left, Fang Yi took out the longbow from the storage space that he had obtained from the secret realm of Sunset City.
This sun-shooting bow only has three arrows that come with it. When dealing with Luo Yunjiao priest Shi Zhong, I used one.
Because one is used and one is missing, Fang Yi has always used it as long as he can. After all, good steel needs to be used on the blade.
But now is the time to use it, otherwise other means really can't destroy this thing.
Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness awakened the device spirit, and reached a unity with the Sun Shooting Bow.
Bow and nock an arrow!
Compared to the last time, he is now in the second realm of Martial King, and he can display more powerful weapons.
"Kaka...Kaka..."
Fang Yi's veins bulged like a coiling dragon, and he pulled the bowstring away bit by bit, until he pulled it a little over half a month before stopping.
next moment.
"Boom!"
The fire of destroying the world ignited on the arrow, and then spread to the entire arrow!
Although the power he can exert is limited, he can increase destructive power in other ways!
"Phew!"
As Fang Yi let go, the arrow disappeared instantly.
By the time the person inside the door realized the movement and turned his head to look this way, it was already too late.
"Boom!"
The moment the arrow shot into the black psychic pillar, an explosion sounded.
The flame rose with the mushroom cloud, and all the ghosts near the psychic pillar were involved.
Immediately afterwards, various energies were mixed together, triggering a secondary explosion.
"Boom!"
Seeing the shock wave coming with smoke and dust, Fang Yi closed the door, and everything returned to calm.
The man in black, who was pulled aside by Yan Jingcheng, shouted at Fang Yi with ferocious eyes.
"Bastard! You bastard..."
Fang Yi put away the sun-shooting bow as if he didn't hear it.
He never relents when dealing with enemies, and always kills when he can.
Every time an extra Ten Thousand Race dies, there may be fewer deaths from the Human Race in the future.
This is what he considered.
Turning around and walking to the man in black robe, Fang Yi tore off the mask on his face.
"Um?"
Seeing the other party's face under the mask, Fang Yi froze for a moment.
High nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and purple eye shadow painted on the corners of the eyes, making the eyes appear more slender.
Wheat-colored skin makes the other party look healthy.
The ghost in front of him turned out to be a woman in her early twenties.
Fang Yi looked down at the mask in his hand, and saw a black metal square the size of a little finger on it.
He recognized it as a voice-changing device, which is sold in general stores, and it is not a rare thing.
"Fang Yi! Be careful!"
Hearing Lin Xianrou's voice, Fang Yi immediately reacted and looked up.
The ghost woman who was immobilized by Yan Jingcheng just now, her body suddenly blurred, and she rushed directly at herself.
Fang Yi immediately summoned the fire of the sun.
But the distance between the two was too close, the woman accelerated and bumped into Fang Yi and disappeared.
At the same time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the distance.
Knowing that the opponent was attracted by the movement of the arrow just now, Fang Yi didn't check his body, turned and ran to the wall not far away.
"Old Yan, I leave it to you!"
Lin Xianrou and others followed Fang Yi, Yan Jingcheng looked coldly at the group of ghost cultivators who came from far away, and slowly lifted off.
"The heaven and the earth are natural, the filth and qi are scattered, the cave is mysterious and empty, and the Taiyuan is shining brightly."
"The majesty of the eight directions makes me natural, the name of the Lingbao talisman. Tell the nine heavens."
…
The solemn voice sounded again, and the clouds in the sky surged and the golden thunder continued to flicker.
"Boom!"
As a thunderbolt crashed down, the thunder pond reappeared!
(end of this chapter)