It's not that Li Yi has become bigger, but that the ghost has become smaller.
A three-inch palm can hold mountains and rivers for thousands of miles.
If it were in the cultivation world, Li Yi would not be able to use the Three-inch Palm with the spiritual power of the Qi training stage, let alone trap a Jindan stage, even at the peak moment. All tangible things in the world have their upper limits, and so do magical powers. For example, the Small Five Thunders Orthodox Method can be comparable to the Heavenly Tribulation, but it cannot replace the Heavenly Tribulation.
But the way of heaven is not obvious in this world. Only laws remain in heaven and earth. Without any shackles, supernatural powers close to the Tao have infinite possibilities.
Li Yi felt an inexplicable sense of freedom, as if the fact that the secret was not revealed was not a bad thing, but rather an opportunity for him.
How far can I go to escape the shackles of Heaven?
Li Yi thought so and naturally had to take action. He looked down at the little ants running around in his palm.
The ghost stood still, facing the pupils that were bigger than the bright moon, and the fear that went deep into his soul was beyond description. He felt that he was not facing a person, but the breath that made the cultivators tremble in the heavenly tribulation, the breath from the way of heaven.
The next second, he was horrified to find that his true form seemed to have been discovered, and the gaze of the Supreme Heaven also fell on his true form which was thousands of miles away.
The cause and effect had already been established when he attacked Li Yi, and since there was cause and effect, nothing could escape being revealed.
"How is this possible? You have just started practicing Qigong, how can your spiritual consciousness span tens of thousands of miles? Why? This is impossible..."
Li Yi ignored the ants on his palm. Due to the poor environment and the need to constantly supply his parents with spiritual energy, his magic power has been stuck in the Qi training stage. But magic power is just a tool. In the eyes of mediocre people, Qi training cannot fly, Jindan cannot move mountains and chase the moon, and the spirit can only live for two thousand years....
What they cultivate is only magic power, which is just a tangible Tao.
Li Yi opened his mouth slightly, and all the magic power of the ghost demon, including the faith mixed in it, was absorbed by him. This was the innate magical power of Taotie, which could transform everything into its own use, and it was not a bad thing to absorb people's cultivation. However, he looked down on this kind of cultivation, and just wanted to know the origin of the magical power, so he had never used it before.
"Taotie?! You are the Demon Saint Taotie!" The ghost screamed in horror, but unfortunately he guessed wrong.
If the Demon Saint Taotie heard this, he would be very happy. It seems that he is also a beast with immortal appearance.
"Hurry up and save me! Hurry up and save me! Brother He, Brother He, hurry up and use the Blood Abyss Spear!"
The ghost turned around and asked his companions for help, but the others were all in danger, so how could they save him? And the one here was not the real one, so why should he be scared?
He Yu did not respond. He just held the Blood Abyss Spear motionlessly, not daring to move.
The semi-immortal weapon in his hand could not give him any sense of security.
Ten breaths later, the ghost's incarnation was already dying, with only a remnant soul left.
Li Yi kept him to verify one thing, whether the magic power of the Foundation Establishment Stage could kill a Jindan Stage demon thousands of miles away.
Sizzle!
A faint flash of lightning appeared at his fingertips, and that weak lightning made everyone's heart skip a beat. Even the evil old demon who was least aware of the seriousness of the situation realized it at this moment.
Heavenly calamity!
The thunder in the mysterious Taoist's hand actually carried the aura of a heavenly calamity. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a heavenly calamity.
The laziness in Li Yi's eyes disappeared, and was replaced by a hint of the Supreme Being, the thing that best symbolized the power of heaven between heaven and earth, the heavenly calamity.
His right hand slowly raised towards the southwest, his arm straight as a pillar of heaven, reaching up to heaven and earth, and down to the underworld.
The rhyme of Tao that ordinary people cannot perceive extended infinitely forward, leading to an unknown distance. Even the sword immortal could not sense the end, but she felt a breath coming that was enough to make all cultivators tremble.
The ghost felt cold all over, and he was enveloped by boundless murderous intent. He shook his head in fear: "No... No, spare my life... No!"
Li Yi pressed his arm down neither slowly nor slowly, exerting the power of heaven and earth, and pronounced a death sentence.
The last remnant of the ghost spirit dissipated.
Thousands of miles away, in an underground palace, a loud thunder struck, startling countless demons and making them jump up. When they found the place where the lightning struck, they only saw a handful of flying ash.
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