Chapter 91 Bloody Breakthrough

Seeing the shadow getting closer and closer, Wu Yi's mind became extremely calm after the initial surprise. The shadow's target was Wu Yi. Wu Yi had a feeling that even if he used Shadow Escape at this time, it would not have much effect. He had been locked.

With the Shadow Escape level that Wu Yi had cultivated now, it was not enough to get rid of this lock. Wu Yi believed in his judgment, but even Shadow Escape was useless. Wu Yi had no other means to resist at this time. He could only watch the shadow approaching little by little. Time seemed to become extremely slow.

The Ghost King would not stop just because Wu Yi was indifferent. His momentum was not reduced. He wanted to swallow Wu Yi. The Ghost King was good at the survival mode of the jungle among ghosts. His fighting experience was evident from the time he chose now.

Wu Yi looked at the shadow in front of him with clear eyes. The desire to survive drove him to have a strong desire in his heart to make the shadow stop. With the help of this desire, Wu Yi's Dao Yun unconsciously left his body. The speed of the shadow became slower and slower under his gaze, as if the stop button was pressed.

The ghost king felt the Dao rhyme that bound his body and knew what was going on. Although he quickly stimulated his own Dao rhyme to resist and get rid of it, this gap was enough for Wu Yi to recover from the state of being caught off guard at the beginning.

Wu Yi was also puzzled. The black shadow was about to pounce, so why did it suddenly stop? But when he saw that the black shadow was about to recover, Wu Yi buried this doubt in his heart and quickly summoned the injured and depressed ghost back. He separated the shadow clone and stood in the same place. The real body was greased and wanted to leave first.

The ghost king smashed the shadow clone like slapping a fly. The scene was very real and bloody. The ghost king looked at the blood in his palm with cold eyes, snorted coldly, clenched his fist, and the Dao rhyme flowed. The illusion used by Wu Yi was easily broken by it. Looking at his feet again, there was nothing, but he could still vaguely feel a trace of Wu Yi's breath.

Wu Yi's real body had disappeared in the dense forest at this time. The route Wu Yi chose to escape was a place with dense trees, hoping to get rid of the black shadow.

The ghost king laughed sinisterly. The extremely rare Dao rhyme of the evil avenue that he comprehended belonged to a kind of causal Dao. He could rely on the causal relationship between himself and the other party to find the other party. Of course, the premise is that the causal relationship between the two parties is a grudge. The more life-and-death grudges, the better.

At the beginning, relying on the Dao rhyme of the evil avenue, the ghost king found the body of the main body of the evil master who had a grudge against Wu Yi and took it away. The consequence of taking over the body was that the ghost king also inherited the causal relationship between the main body of the evil master and Wu Yi. Killing Wu Yi, who had a grudge, was not only a requirement of causality, but also a way for the ghost king to practice the avenue.

Following the guidance of the avenue, Wu Yi's location appeared in the ghost king's perception. The reason why he was able to sense Wu Yi from a distance of 100 miles was also the help of his Dao rhyme. Of course, on the other hand, judging from the current state of recovery of the ghost king, 100 miles is the farthest distance of his Dao rhyme sensing. Wu Yi would be safe as long as he left this distance.

But unfortunately, it was impossible for Wu Yi to leave a hundred miles in such a short time, even if he had a golden elixir, he might not be able to do it.

Sensing Wu Yi's position, the ghost king turned into a residual image and quickly followed him. The ghost king played his characteristics of combining reality and illusion to the fullest. Wu Yi, who was running in front and sensing the back with his spiritual consciousness, did not notice the ghost king approaching at all. Although the ghost king's cultivation has not yet fully recovered, his skills and experience, especially the use of Tao rhyme, are completely superior to Wu Yi.

Suddenly, he felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind. Wu Yi did not have time to think about it and moved his body to the side, but his left arm was still swept by the cold wind and suddenly stiffened. The cold air immediately entered Wu Yi's body.

Yin Qi entering the body, Wu Yi had experienced this experience once before. That was the first time he fought with a ghost. At that time, in order to solve this problem, Wu Yi chose to ask the black beetle for help. The black beetle gave Wu Yi "Fengdudu Lu" and asked him to raise ghosts and absorb the yin energy in his body. It was in this context that the ghost appeared.

Now Wu Yi's method of dealing with Yin Qi is no longer so simple. The blood light in his body has begun to rush to his left arm frantically, trying to drive out the Yin Qi, but the ghost king is of extraordinary level, and this Yin Qi also contains the Tao rhyme he has comprehended, so it is very tenacious and forms a balance with the blood light.

After the Yin Qi entered his body, Wu Yi could no longer feel his left arm. If the blood light had not covered it in time, the Yin Qi might have begun to spread.

It was just a touch of the Yin wind, and one arm lost consciousness. Wu Yi knew that it was useless to continue to run away, and he would only lose more, so he turned around and looked at the black shadow not far away.

Wu Yi also had doubts in his heart. Why did this ghost come to him? Was it just because he broke into its territory? It would be fine to drive it away, but this relentless pursuit looked more like an old acquaintance.

But the ghost king's behavior was erratic, his body was gathering and dispersing, and he could not see that he was a human. Wu Yi did not think that this was the main body of the demon, let alone contacting the ghost king. In his mind, the main body of the demon might not even have broken through the level of a spirit ghost at this time, and the ghost in front of him was clearly an extremely powerful evil ghost.

He did not know the origin of this ghost, but it was certain that the ghost was an enemy, not a friend. Wu Yi's blood and qi circulated throughout his body to speed up the expulsion of the yin in his body, but the existence of the Tao rhyme made Wu Yi's efforts ineffective.

After the ghost king succeeded in a blow, his figure was revealed, and he no longer concealed his figure. He pounced on Wu Yi again, and his sharp and slender nails emitted a faint green light, choosing people to bite.

Wu Yi exhaled a breath of turbid air and performed the most basic nine moves among the nine moves. Although the nine moves were not very effective in forging a strong body, they were obviously advantageous in terms of energy storage and move evolution.

Chongxiao's blood and energy gushed out, and the Ghost King did not dare to collide with Wu Yi's blood and energy, wandering around to wait for an opportunity to break through.

His left arm was frozen, causing a flaw in Wu Yi's smooth moves. This flaw was quickly discovered by the Ghost King. Taking advantage of Wu Yi's left arm being inconvenient and the blood and energy not dissipating, the Ghost King came forward.

Helplessly, Wu Yi's intact right palm collided with the Ghost King, and the boiling blood and the cold Yin energy collided directly, and a vast white mist rushed up on the spot, but the white mist quickly condensed into frost, and the Ghost King easily took the advantage.

Wu Yi was knocked far away by the Yin Qi, and his clothes and facial hair were stained with frost. The Ghost King was determined to end the cause and effect with Wu Yi. Now the progress was so slow that the Ghost King had underestimated Wu Yi.

Wu Yi rolled over to avoid the Ghost King's moves. His face was covered with dirty soil and he had no time to shake it off. He was anxious to avoid the Ghost King's next move. For a while, Wu Yi had no power to fight back except to keep dodging.

If you defend for a long time, you will lose. After several consecutive moves, the Ghost King was very ashamed and showed his original form. The Yin Qi swept towards Wu Yi like a tide, which also carried the Ghost King's Dao rhyme. This tide of Yin Qi had already locked Wu Yi. No matter where Wu Yi hid, this tide of Yin Qi would sweep him away. It was a typical Dao rhyme leaving the body.

Wu Yi tried to dodge in many ways, but not only did he fail to dodge, but the tide got closer and closer to him. At the same time, he also saw the true body of the black shadow at this time. The dusty memory was opened, and Wu Yi also understood why this ghost kept pestering him. It turned out that they had a hatred before.

Seeing the tide of Yin Qi rushing towards him, Wu Yi had no choice but to try the method that slowed down the ghost king before. He focused his mind and stared at the tide of Yin Qi in front of him. The Dao rhyme of the Great Way of Tranquility that Wu Yi had comprehended also appeared, and the Dao rhyme was also out of the body.

The two Dao rhymes collided with each other, and the result seemed to be doomed. Wu Yi was blown away by the Yin Qi and hit the trees behind him hard. His whole body seemed to be scattered. This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that the Yin Qi had invaded Wu Yi's whole body at this time, and Wu Yi even had difficulty thinking at this time.

The ghost king looked at Wu Yi who had lost his ability to resist, and laughed sinisterly a few times. He did not give Wu Yi a chance to expel the Yin Qi and turn defeat into victory. He used a move that was as powerful as the previous one. Wu Yi's previous efforts seemed to be in vain. The ghost king could easily use it again.

This time, Wu Yi was completely covered by the Yin Qi, and his whole body was frozen into an ice sculpture. Except for Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness, all parts of his body were out of control. The expression on his face was still incredible when he was covered by the Yin Qi, which was particularly funny.

The ghost king felt that the causal connection between himself and Wu Yi was getting weaker and weaker. It fought with Wu Yi again. It was impossible to turn hostility into friendship. Then there was only one explanation, that is, Wu Yi was about to die.

At this time, it was indeed as the ghost king felt. Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness became stiff little by little, and the visualized stone tablet world was also invaded by the ghost king's Yin Qi. Under the strong ghost king's Yin Qi, the spirit ghosts resisted hard, and most of the fierce ghosts were directly assimilated into the original Yin Qi.

Wu Yi's consciousness became heavier little by little, and his perception of the whole world became more and more vague. The suspicious ghost king was still worried when Wu Yi was dying, and he stopped to watch, but he did not make a move to reinforce the ice layer. Standing here was more like admiring the fear Wu Yi showed when he died.

But just when Wu Yi couldn't help but close his eyes and retract his consciousness to explore the outside world, Wu Yi felt a faint warmth, just like a warm sun in winter. Maybe it was covered by layers of dark clouds, but its appearance told people that there was still a glimmer of hope and a ray of life.

When this ray of warmth appeared, Wu Yi knew that this ray of warmth came from the blood light in his body. The blood light was not frozen. It was also possible that this was the method of cultivation of the Burning Emperor, the inheritance of the semi-immortal, and the background was extraordinary.

Under the warmth of the warmth, Wu Yi maintained his appearance of weakness while speeding up recovery. The main parts of his body, including his left arm that had been frozen early, also felt a little.

The ghost king sensed something was wrong and stopped waiting. Yin Qi wrapped in the Dao rhyme swept towards Wu Yi. Wu Yi broke through the ice before the Yin Qi arrived and freed himself. The blood light in his body could now penetrate his body, emitting a strong vitality.

Under the blessing of this blood light, Wu Yi's blood energy was much stronger than before. The ghost king's moves hit the blood light outside Wu Yi's body, but it only caused a few ripples.

The ghost king frowned slightly when he saw it. The Wu Yi in front of him seemed to have broken through before.

But it was useless. The ghost king was unmoved. He had a strong confidence in his heart and fought with Wu Yi again.

Taking the bus back to school, the winter vacation was over, and the poor author with no manuscripts had no time to clean up the dormitory. . . . . . . Code, code, code