Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Mi He raised his hand and slapped the spirit beast bag at his waist.

A demon beast that looked like a deer or a horse suddenly appeared.

Mi He's spirit beast was called Feng Lin Beast. It was ten feet long, covered with fine blue-gray scales, and stepped on the breeze. It was a wind-type demon beast.

When Song Wen saw the appearance of the fourth-stage mid-stage Feng Lin Beast, he knew that he could not be Mi He's opponent. He hid his body in the dense forest and fled into the distance.

In the sky, Mi He noticed Song Wen's movements, but she did not chase him. Instead, she put away the mutton-fat white jade and waited in place.

Her face was painful, one hand on her forehead, her body weakly pressed against the back of the Feng Lin Beast, as if only relying on the support of the Feng Lin Beast could she barely stand up.

A few breaths later, Lei Yue hurried over.

"Mi He Daoyou, are you injured?" Lei Yue asked with concern.

"That man is actually proficient in the art of spiritual attack. I was not careful just now and fell into his trap. My sea of ​​consciousness was shaken a little." Mi He said.

"What! He also knows the art of spiritual attack?" Lei Yue asked in surprise.

"Yes." Mi He nodded, still revealing a trace of discomfort between his eyebrows, "But don't worry too much. He should have just entered the Nascent Soul Realm. The strength of spiritual consciousness is limited. As long as you stick to the sea of ​​consciousness, his spiritual attack can't hurt you and me. I was also careless just now, so I suffered a minor injury. After a breath, I should be able to recover."

After a few breaths, Mi He continued.

"He went to the north. Go and chase him quickly. Don't worry about me. Don't let him escape."

"Don't worry, he can't escape."

Lei Yue did not doubt him, and his figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the northern sky.

The pain on Mi He's face then faded, revealing a cold smile.

......

Lei Yue was surrounded by lightning, and his speed was as fast as the stars and the moon. In just one stick of incense, he had covered a distance of thousands of miles.

Suddenly, he found Song Wen running fast in the dense forest ahead.

"Brat, give me your life!"

Lei Yue roared, and shot out his short spear towards the dense forest below.

Song Wen was a little surprised to see Lei Yue chasing him. He thought that Mi He should have chased him first.

He looked back at the sky behind him, and it was empty, with no trace of Mi He at all.

Song Wen, who wanted to use the blood escape technique again, suddenly became active.

Mi He has a soul-type defensive magic weapon, but it does not mean that Lei Yue also has a soul-type defensive magic weapon.

Song Wen raised his hand and threw it into the sky, and a blood-colored hill of dozens of feet suddenly appeared.

The blood mountain quickly hit the short spear that was shot at him.

At the moment when the two were about to touch, the blood mountain suddenly exploded and turned into a blood mist all over the sky.

The blood mist instantly filled the dense forest, and the trees within a radius of dozens of miles were stained with a layer of blood.

The short spear pierced into the blood mist without any hindrance.

Lei Yue felt very uncomfortable after his full-strength attack failed. He felt that his condensed power had nowhere to be released, and his magic power stagnated, like a blocked flood that could not find an outlet for venting.

He hurriedly adjusted his internal breath and calmed his magic power. Then he continued to control the short spear and prepared to attack Song Wen.

However, he was surprised to find that he had lost Song Wen's position.

His spiritual consciousness could not sense Song Wen's specific position.

Suddenly, thirty miles away from Lei Yue, the blood mist surged violently, and nine transparent blades came out of the blood mist.

Lei Yue's face changed drastically. The spiritual power contained in the transparent blade was not like what Mi He said, which was only at the level of entering the Yuanying realm. The spiritual power on it was almost comparable to that of a Yuanying mid-stage cultivator.

Lei Yue had no time to think about it. He performed the Thunder Escape Technique and retreated quickly.

At the same time, he concentrated his mind and tried his best to defend his sea of ​​consciousness.

Lei Yue, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, did not have a magic weapon for soul defense.

Nine transparent sharp blades pierced into Lei Yue's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ah..."

Every time a sharp blade pierced into his sea of ​​consciousness, Lei Yue felt an unbearable pain, and he could not help but scream.

Fortunately, Song Wen's spiritual power was lower than his, so he could still maintain his consciousness.

He endured the pain and continued to use the escape technique to distance himself from Song Wen to avoid being injured by the concentration thorn again.

Song Wen looked at Lei Yue's retreating figure and shook his head. His spiritual power was still a little weak, and the damage to Lei Yue was limited.

If his spiritual power could break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, it should be possible to temporarily lose Lei Yue's consciousness, and he could take the opportunity to kill Lei Yue.

Song Wen took back the Blood Sea Seal and urged his body technique to leave.

Lei Yue and Mi He helped each other, and he had no chance to take down either of them.

Although he did not appear to be injured in the battle with the two men, his mana was actually greatly consumed, and the remaining mana in his body was less than 40%.

Moreover, he relied on the blood sea several times to forcibly take the attacks of the two men, which caused him to suffer serious internal injuries.

It was time to leave.

Just at this moment, Song Wen suddenly saw Mi He's figure appear in the sky behind Lei Yue.

Mi He sat on the back of the phoenix unicorn beast, and rushed over like a breeze.

When Lei Yue saw Mi He coming, his tense expression suddenly relaxed a little.

With Mi He restraining him, he no longer had to worry about Song Wen's spiritual attack.

As soon as Mi He approached, he urged the flying sword to cut out.

However, the flying sword did not cut towards Song Wen in the dense forest below, but towards Lei Yue, who was gritting his teeth to endure the severe pain in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Lei Yue was shocked and hurriedly urged the short spear to meet him.

However, compared with the previous attacks, the power of the short spear was significantly weakened, and it seemed a bit slow and weak.

This was due to the damage to Lei Yue's sea of ​​consciousness. His mind was greatly disturbed, causing him to be unable to control the short spear with all his heart.

After barely blocking the attack of the flying sword, Lei Yue roared.

"Mi He, you and I have known each other for many years, why do you want to attack me?"

Mi He had a blank expression and said nothing, with only indifference in her eyes.

She continued to urge the flying sword and kept slashing at Lei Yue.

Seeing this scene, Song Wen was not in a hurry to leave.

He stood on the top of a big tree and mocked.

"Hehehe... Lei Yue, it seems that you are not only a dog raised by others, but also a stupid dog. Your master is going to kill the dog and eat meat... Hehehe..."

When Lei Yue heard this, his face turned red in an instant, and his eyes looking at Mi He were like a blazing flame jumping.

He had gradually recovered from the attack of the Concentrated Spirit Thorn, and the offensive of the short spear was gradually increasing.

"Mi He, the Lei family and the Beast Taming Sect have always been on good terms. Do you want to destroy the trust that the Beast Taming Sect and the Lei family's ancestors have established?" Lei Yue roared, his voice thundering.

Mi He said coldly, "Cui Huo is right. Your Lei family is just a vassal of our Beast Taming Sect. The ancestors of the Beast Taming Sect saw that the Lei family's thunder method had a strong deterrent effect on the corpse puppets and ghosts of the Demonic Path, so they allowed the Lei family to establish a family in the territory of the Beast Taming Sect. But you don't know it, and you actually want to embezzle the bronze key coffin. You can't stay!"

"Mi He, you are only the second supreme of the Beast Taming Sect. Can your decision represent Master Yang Yu? He is the strongest cultivator of the Beast Taming Sect. Don't forget that a hundred years ago, when the righteous siege the Corpse Demon Sect, our Lei family made great contributions. Master Yang Yu promised that as long as he was there, he would protect our Lei family."

Lei Yue was obviously unwilling to break with the Beast Taming Sect and questioned.

"Can Senior Brother Yang Yu blame me if I kill you? As long as I get the bronze key coffin, he will approve of my approach. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I originally planned to launch a sneak attack when you extend your life." Mi He looked disdainful.