Those Who Engage In Chemistry Go To Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 237: Yuhong’S Secret Art

Youhong didn't speak any more, he suddenly discovered that this old monster in the lower realm was unfathomable, and when he explored it with the power of his own soul, it was like entering the vast starry sky, and he lost his direction.

He himself is also an immortal who cultivates the soul. He has used a lot of secret methods to practice, and his soul has become extremely powerful, reaching the third level of the fairyland.

The soul of the projection projected this time has also reached the eighth level of the Mortal Realm, and it is also a person outside the Immortal World who is cultivating Immortal World.

"What Realm did this old monster cultivator come to, has he left the Mortal Realm and entered the Fairyland Stage?"

Youhong regretted it in his heart, he didn't expect this old demon to be so powerful.

He didn't dare to shoot rashly, he waved his right hand, and slapped a small herring in the air with his palm.

The little herring didn't even move, spit out a string of bubbles, and met the shadow of Youhong's palm.

The bubbles burst one by one, and the shadow of Youhong's palm became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

Youhong's sharp palm turned into nothingness without even making a sound.

Youhong's face changed slightly, and with a move of his hand, the cloudless sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and there were faint sparks of lightning beating.

Leng Rui felt that when his body was cold, he had a feeling of imminent disaster, as if the thunderball in the clouds was about to strike him.

After a flash of lightning, a thick black pillar of lightning struck the little herring.

Little Herring shook his head lightly, and countless bubbles came towards Lei Zhu again.

There was no deafening crackling sound, the thick thunder column was like snowflakes, a string of sparks crackled and turned into nothingness.

"You..." Youhong was shocked.

He had already resorted to two tricks, and the old demon just spit out a few strings of bubbles and dissolved it silently.

His body is a pure energy body projected from the Immortal World, and his skills are greatly reduced, unable to use one percent of his real body's strength.

But even this one percent strength is enough for him to walk sideways in this Immortal World.

But now, when meeting this old demon who lived for tens of thousands of years, he had no chance of winning.

With a cruel heart, all the power of the soul was condensed into a big axe, which roared and slashed at the little herring.

This time, the little herring didn't even spit out any air bubbles, opened its mouth, suddenly became huge, and swallowed all of Youhong's big axe.

Leng Rui looked on the ground stupidly, only now did he realize that this little herring is really a cow!

Spewing out a string of bubbles easily dispelled Youhong's attack, and he even swallowed Yuhong's soul attack, which looked quite scary.

Leng Rui has already tasted Youhong's soul attack, and with his strength, he can resist a wave of attacks at most.

If the second wave hits, if he persists, his soul will be damaged, and he may even become a vegetable.

But the little herring swallowed it in one gulp like a sugar ball, and smacked its mouth, as if tasting the taste.

Youhong already felt uncomfortable. As soon as the big ax transformed from soul power entered the mouth of the little herring, it was like entering a bottomless dry well, filled with unknown things, constantly hindering the absorption of his soul power.

Without allowing him to think too much, the power of the soul has disappeared without a trace.

"As expected of an immortal in the upper realm, this soul power is a great supplement!" The little herring in the air shook his head and said, still a little bit unsatisfied.

Youhong's face turned pale with anger, and his teeth were clenched.

He understood that with his energy body, he couldn't do anything to this old demon.

The old demon is definitely a Cultivation Base of the Mahayana stage or above, an old guy who can ascend, but he is stuck here to cultivate the Immortal World.

"Qing Mingzi! This avatar of mine can't do anything to you, this Immortal Monarch admits it." You Hong was discouraged, and he still wanted to talk about the scene.

"Hehe! It's not okay to admit it, since it hit the old man's hands, then let's stay!" Qing Mingyu said lightly.

"What do you mean? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" You Hong was furious.

In this Immortal World, no one dared to speak to him like this.

"Youhong Immortal Monarch, don't think that no one knows what you did, you will be eliminated today, and a bright future will come out." Qing Mingyu's voice was loud and serious.

"Nonsense, I am a great immortal from the upper realm, and I will do something shameful. If you dare to talk nonsense, I will come over and destroy you in real life even if I am damaged." You Hong's tone was full of seriousness. threat.

"Haha! The old man who cultivates immortals only wants to be open-minded and not be threatened by anyone. You Hong, what did you do on the battlefield between Shanghua and Xiliao? Do you think you can hide it from the world?"

Qingmingyu laughed loudly and said sharply.

"Looking for death! A little reptile from the lower realm!" Knowing that the own thing had been leaked, Yuhong decided to kill someone to silence him.

For one Setsuna, dark clouds filled the sky and the sky became so dark that even the sun was covered.

Qingmingyu was still floating in the air without moving, staring at Youhong with both eyes, as if afraid that he would run away.

Leng Rui felt the energy fluctuation again, obviously it was Youhong himself who sent energy over again.

Leng Rui didn't fully understand the conversation between Qingmingyu and Youhong, but there was a chill in his heart.

According to what Qingmingyu said, Youhong must have done something outrageous on the battlefield between the two countries.

What did he do?

The energy fluctuation stopped, and Leng Rui was restrained by an invisible pressure, unable to move.

He was already injured and couldn't move, let alone move now.

The sky turned completely black, like ink-stained, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Countless figures suddenly emerged from the darkness and started an indiscriminate attack.

Not only the body, but even the soul has been attacked.

Leng Rui even had the illusion that he had come to the sea of ​​undead again.

"Youhong, you instigate the two countries to go to war just to collect these living souls?"

In the darkness, the voice of the Qingming Fish sounded.