In the realm of magic, mutual generation and mutual restraint, almost every magic system will restrain another magic system or be restrained by another magic system. Among these mutual generation and mutual restraint, there is a type of magic system that is completely separated from this law, which is spiritual magic.

Ignore any magic defense and directly attack the subject's spiritual consciousness. Spiritual spells can completely ignore the level of attacks, and a spiritual magician at the peak of the eighth level can even make a nineth level strongman at the peak of the continent deeply taboo.

The scars on the body can be smoothed out with powerful strength, but the slightest mental damage left those powerful ninth-level strong men helpless.

If a magician is the existence closest to God on the continent except for the monks in the temple, then a spiritual mage is the existence closer to God among the magicians.

Ye Piao has never thought that he would see the extremely rare perverted profession on this continent, a spiritual magician.

With just one glance, Ye Piao recognized the old mage's level, the peak of the eighth level, and the spiritual magician from the old mage.

Staring at the old mage standing on the steps, Ye Piao's blood-red and depraved eyes shot out a strong murderous intent.

He raised the staff in his hand in front of him, and the old mage smiled on his old dry face, and said to Ye Piao under the steps: "Young man, don't be proud. The ones you killed just now are just some ants. If you want to pass here, you have to defeat me."

The voice paused slightly, and the old mage's tone suddenly turned cold: "However, I don't think you have the chance to defeat me. Although your strength is infinitely close to the ninth-level strongman, the real power in your body is just the power of an ordinary eighth-level strongman. As a magician who specializes in spiritual cultivation, I can instantly make you lose the power of fighting and even die. What a pity for you, a martial arts genius, remember my name, the spiritual magician, Virlandi!"

Standing steadily under the steps, Ye Piao actually smiled as he finished listening to the old mage's words.

A faint smile spread rapidly on Ye Piao's originally extremely cold and beautiful face, and an extremely bright smile appeared in a blink of an eye.

As he stared at the blood-red bloodthirsty eyes, the old mage suddenly felt that Ye Piao's smile became more and more strange. As his heart was beating faster and faster, there was a slight sense of danger flowing in slowly.

No longer intending to give the boy in front of him any chance to turn over, the old mage quickly stretched out the staff in his hand and pointed at Ye Piao not far away in front of him.

The index finger of the left hand constantly draws one strange pattern after another in front of him. Each pattern turns into a ray of light and injects into the staff of the front finger of the right hand.

Staring at Ye Piao's eyes, the top of the old mage's staff with his right hand suddenly shone brightly, completely allowing Ye Piao in front of him.

With a cold shout, the old mage's voice seemed to turn into the softest voice, and gradually turned into an extremely soft and beautiful female voice under the light.

"Child, child, look at my eyes, look at my eyes, I am the closest person to you. You must put down all your vigilance and defense, look at my eyes, look at~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As the old mage's words continued, Ye Piao's blood-red bloodthirsty eyes were finally completely attracted by the old mage's tempting voice, and looked straight at the old mage's eyes that were shining with strange light.

Gradually, Ye Piao's eyes, which had originally been conscious, quickly dimmed and turned into a dark and empty hole like Yin Bailou.

The left hand finally drew a strange pattern. The staff emitting dazzling light in the old mage's hand instantly dimmed, like a bottomless black hole, sucking all the light around Ye Piao into the vortex at the top of the staff.

With a loud shout, the vortex at the top of the staff disappeared without a trace, and a cold spiritual thought in the old mage's eyes pierced into Ye Piao's empty blood-colored eyes.

Just as the old mage showed a winning smile on his face, Ye Piao, whose eyes were empty, suddenly showed a mocking cold sneer on his lips.

In just a blink of an eye, Ye Piao's already empty and soulless eyes returned to his bloodthirsty blood-red color.

His eyes were infinitely solid, and Ye Piao shouted coldly, and instantly looked back at the spirit and thoughts that had penetrated the old master's eyes.

Mixed with some divine thoughts above Brahma, Ye Piao sent all the old mage's spiritual power back to his eyes.

After a painful groan, a miserable howl that seemed to tear apart the soul.

He grabbed his almost snow-white hair with both hands, and the old mage pulled out all his white hair in pain.

Shaking his body, the old mage just shouted a word madly and repeatedly in the endless pain!

"Impossible, impossible! How can spiritual power retaliate against me? I am the spiritual magician, I am!"

As long as ordinary people hear a sound of pain that will last their lives in nightmare, they will slowly pass through the space where the two people are, and finally resound over the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

He fell weakly on the cold stone steps. The old mage kept twitching his body, and his eyes, which had originally emitted light, gradually dimming.

Slowly stepping on the steps where the old mage stood, Ye Piao's bloodthirsty eyes shining with blood, staring at the old mage's eyes that only had a trace of consciousness.

With a cold smile, Ye Piao said mockingly: "The power of the spirit is indeed terrible. Unfortunately, for me who has entered the state of absolute control by entering Brahma, your spiritual power cannot shake me at all. Therefore, while fully controlling myself, I also control your power. Now, you can only be backfired by your own power, and from then on you become an idiot who can only urinate and defecate in your pants. With powerful spiritual power, but not still stay in the lowest spiritual realm. If you don't become an idiot, why are you still doing?"

Finally, a mouthful of blood was spewed out, and the remaining consciousness in the old mage's eyes quickly dissipated, and eventually turned into a blank dark hole.

With one foot, Ye Piao stepped on the top-quality magic staff that the old mage dropped to pieces, and Ye Piao stepped into the main hall behind the old mage.

With just one glance, Ye Piao's absolutely calm heart, which was instantly beating violently.

The raging anger swept across the entire Brahma controlled by Ye Piao in an instant. Even the bottleneck touched by the divine thought was burned out by the raging fire above Brahma.

Clenching his fists tightly, Ye Piao's blood-red eyes burned by anger were instantly attracted by the scene that happened in front of him.

The powerful pressure quickly spread throughout the wide space of the main hall with a terrifying momentum.

Almost gritted his teeth, Ye Piao tried his best to spit out the words in his mouth.

"Brent, I'll cut you!"
Chapter completed!