Thinking of this, Wei Zhongran suddenly frowned.
"No, how come Li Yan's physical body has traces of having been trained by Qiongqi Purgatory Art, and its level of tyranny is far higher than that of Chen Ying and Min'er.
This is also the reason why it can be sustained until now. This is definitely not taught by Min'er. She has no right to secretly teach this technique to others at will. Is it Chen Ying? "
Wei Zhongran was shocked, and then even Gong Chenying couldn't spread the clan's secrets to others, unless...
"Qing'a King!" A thought quickly flashed through Wei Zhongran's mind.
"Did Wuyi, I, and the others think wrong all along, that Li Yan and Chen Ying are in love?" Wei Zhongran couldn't help but look at the unconscious Li Yan again.
He immediately shook his head slightly, "That's not right. This shouldn't be Qiongqi Purgatory Art. Even if Chen Ying were taught to him, even if the two of them were in love, they could only be taught to the third level at most.??
But Li Yan's physical strength can compete with the Golden Core Realm's mid-term magic cultivation. Not to mention the third level of Qiongqi Purgatory Art, even the fourth level cannot.
Chen Ying is a stubborn person and will not betray his clan's rules until death. Is this another kind of supreme Body Refining Technique similar to Qiongqi Purgatory Art?
But how Li Yan obtained this magic, and I have never heard of it..."
For a moment Wei Zhongran felt that he had guessed wrong again. He knew Tianli Clan much better than others, and he also knew Qiongqi Purgatory Art very well. Instead, he felt that he was too suspicious.
Li Yan I only feel that my body is getting colder and colder, but my thinking is getting clearer and clearer, as if I am becoming more awake due to the cold.
As a familiar voice came vaguely, "Uncle Wei, why is Junior Brother Li's breath getting more and more disordered..."
Li Yan There was a flash of lightning in his mind, and many pictures flashed past his eyes in an instant.
"I seem to have been fighting with someone before. It was a Golden Core Realm demon cultivator. I... am I dead?"
In an instant, Li Yan remembered many things, but what brought him panic and fear.
He has never been to Jiuyou Underworld, but he feels like he has arrived here now.
Death is something that everyone is afraid of, and Li Yan is no exception. He looked up and looked around. It was always quiet here, and he was the only one alone in the world.
Even though he was usually extremely calm, he just felt his heart sinking.
"I am one step ahead of Bai Rou and the others. That demon cultivator will not let Senior Sister Bai and the others go no matter what. Maybe I will encounter their souls again soon."
Li Yan felt colder and colder, feeling his body losing consciousness a little bit. He subconsciously tried to use magic power to resist several times, but the wave of spiritual power that used to flow endlessly in his veins was empty.
Slowly, Li Yan found that his consciousness also felt like it was separated from the body. All consciousness was converging towards the top of his head and could not sense anywhere else. This was about to break through the Niwan Palace and fly away.
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At the same time, in the originally gray sky above Li Yan, those dark gray clouds were slowly starting to hover, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
Soon a vortex formed above Li Yan's head, and the center of the vortex became brighter and brighter.
As the vortex rotates, a huge suction force is generated from the middle. The three souls and seven souls of Li Yan appear in the Li Yan Niwan Palace, and the faces of Li Yan that are happy, sad or angry alternately appear.
Li Yan was shocked in his heart. He already felt something bad in his heart. There were bursts of tingling pain from the Niwan Palace. This was the instinct of the three souls and seven souls to get rid of their restraints.
Although he doesn't know where he is, he also understands that once the three souls and seven souls leave the body, he is not Nascent Soul Cultivator. It is absolutely impossible to return the soul to its place.
"Didn't you say that the soul was taken away by the Black and White Impermanence Ghost Prison? I'm going to fly away on my own."
He looked at the vortex above his head that was spinning faster and faster, and the white light in it was getting brighter and brighter. At this moment, it actually felt dazzling, making the surrounding gray world even more colorless.
Li Yan's soul has already moved out of his body under the powerful suction force.
Li Yan was shocked and angry, and quickly concentrated all his consciousness to block the Niwan Palace, but it was all in vain. Things did not change at all because of his efforts, and the soul continued to be stretched upward.
Li Yan looked down in shock, only to see that his entire body was already filled with blue fire. However, he felt no pain and could not feel the temperature. It was indescribably weird.
Li Yan feels that his soul is being pulled out of the Niwan Palace bit by bit. The only thing he still has a sense of his body is this small Niwan Palace.
After several times of concentrating and raising his energy, he finally smiled bitterly and finally gave up trying. "Among the six people, I am the one who goes to hell first."
Within Fengliang Mountain Li Yan cave abode, only Wei Zhongran stood inside cave abode. Looking at Li Yan lying on the bed, feeling Li Yan's soul slowly gathering in Niwan Palace, Wei Zhongran sighed softly.
"Most of my body is damaged, but I can't save it. My soul is about to melt!"
Wei Zhongran patted his waist with one hand, and a light green, almost transparent vial appeared in the Niwan Palace above Li Yan's head.
Then he quickly drew several arcs in the air with his hands, and complex ancient Weiwei mantras that shone in white or gold appeared in the sky above where Li Yan was lying flat, and the illuminated body of Li Yan flickered in and out.
Wei Zhongran has felt that Li Yan's body is slowly getting colder. Although he has a lot of middle-grade Pill in his hands, Li Yan's body has almost become a sieve full of loopholes.
Especially the dozens of cracked places in the internal organs
, under Wei Zhongran Divine Sense's visit, it looked like a baby's open mouth, with a piece of meat inside.
Only the rare treasures of heaven and earth have the ability to regenerate and renew muscles. Wei Zhongran can do nothing even if he invites his own master. Unless monk Spirit Transformation takes action, it is possible to resurrect Li Yan, but it is obviously impossible.
Wei Zhongran I heard that the ancestors of the four major Spirit Transformations are in retreat to have a final all-out fight with Devil Race. How can one Foundation Establishment monk consume mana at this time?
Even if he asked his master to intercede, it would be impossible.
"Looking at the serious injury to the demon cultivator's throat, Li Yan's last blow was so violent that if the opponent hadn't been a powerful physical cultivator, his neck would have been cut off with this blow."
Of course Wei Zhongran understood how strong the backlash was to Li Yan, and was also surprised by Li Yan's last desperate blow.
Under the sneak attack, he was not sure that he could withstand Li Yan's blow with his physical body.
Now Wei Zhongran can only cast a spell to collect Li Yan's soul first, and then find a suitable body for him later. This is almost a miracle for mortals, but in the eyes of strong monks, it can still be done.
And just when those ancient mantras began to condense into a larger mantra and printed towards Li Yan Niwan Palace, a faint silver light suddenly flashed on Li Yan's motionless body.
Although the silver light disappeared in a flash, it could not escape Wei Zhongran's eyes. He immediately paused in his hand and looked at it intently again.
Li Yan simply let go of the three souls and seven souls. At this moment, he still had hope. Familiar faces passed by his eyes. Li Yan sighed and slowly closed his eyes.
But at this moment, his body covered with blue fire suddenly appeared from his lower abdomen. No matter how blue fire floated, it still couldn't cover up the brilliance of this silver light.
At the same time, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly appeared in Li Yan's consciousness. "Nine Heavens of the Netherworld, one level and one nirvana, Yellow Springs crossing the river, the thought of immortality."
This voice is very familiar to Li Yan. It is exactly the same as the cold voice in Yinzhi Space.
Just when Li Yan was stunned and had yet to respond to what he meant by his words, the silver light on his lower abdomen suddenly became dazzling, with circles of silver ripples appearing.
The silver light swept over him like a wave, spreading all over his body in an instant.
The blue fire outside Li Yan was immediately suppressed and became unstable. The silver ripples swept over and covered Li Yan's Niwan Palace and whole body in an instant.
Li Yan Half of the soul that had been pulled out was cut off by the suction coming from the vortex above the head at the next moment, and the soul quickly fell back into the Niwan Palace.
Wei Zhongran stared intently at Li Yan's lower abdomen, which was lying on the bed. After a flash of silver light suddenly appeared, Li Yan's exposed belly was covered with scars.
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On the skin, a layer of silver quickly spread and covered it.
In an instant, Li Yan's whole person, including his face, seemed to be covered with a silver mask, turning silver and shining, making people feel a little scared.
Wei Zhongran immediately stopped the magic spell in his hand, but his figure did not move, but the outside of his body was glowing with golden color.
He stared at Li Yan. Although his hands stopped moving, if he found something wrong with Li Yan, he was ready to stop it at any time.
Li Yan had such a strange change, Wei Zhongran's first reaction was "being taken over by someone else."
But when he swiped Divine Sense on Li Yan, he was suddenly surprised and happy, and then he scanned it again carefully with Divine Sense uncertainly.
After a while, he murmured, "Is it caused by Disjointed Poison Body? How can there be such a strange physique in the world?"
Among Wei Zhongran's Divine Sense, Li Yan's body is slowly recovering under the silver light. Some broken bones can be clearly seen, and the tendons are slowly moving.
Even the most severely damaged organs in the body were filled with silver, making Wei Zhongran Divine Sense unable to see clearly.
But the appearance of these silver lights clearly meant that Li Yan had to endure great pain. Li Yan, who was in a coma, was gritting his teeth and his body was twitching incessantly.
Even with such severe pain, Li Yan still woke up without any pain.
Li Yan After the vortex above the head lost its target, a ferocious face slowly emerged from the bright center.
He looked down at Li Yan standing on the single bridge ferociously, with an extremely angry expression in his eyes. It opened its mouth and roared silently, and the dark clouds still hanging above Li Yan's head began to rotate rapidly.
But after a while, the rotating dark cloud seemed like a ferocious beast that had lost its target. After a few circles, the ferocious face in the center of the vortex above showed doubts and confusion in its eyes.
Slowly the vortex became dimmed, and then the vortex finally disappeared without a trace. There was still a gray sky above Li Yan.
Li Yan's already unconscious body suddenly felt bursts of severe pain. Li Yan quickly looked down as he inhaled.
He found that the silver light in his lower abdomen was getting brighter and brighter, and the tendons in his body seemed to be being pulled out one by one, and then roughly twisted together again.
Li Yan felt that his three souls and seven souls were trembling in pain, and his body was sweating profusely.
Li Yan kept roaring in this empty space, and the blue flames on his body began to fall one after another.
He was in so much pain that he wanted to run wildly, but his body was still firmly nailed to the bridge.
What frightened him even more was that, as thousands of swords were being twisted around Xiunei, his consciousness became clearer and clearer, and as a result, the pain he endured became greater and greater.