Originally, there were three similar curse rings on the rhinoceros purple-skinned golden arm: one circle between the wrists, one circle between the elbows, and the last one was at the intersection of the shoulders and arms, and tied the strange purple-skinned hoop in the right arm, so as not to cross the line half a step.
Du Wunian activated the formation talisman with blood, unbuttoned the curse ring on his wrist, and the mud gold tattoo between his fingers and palms swam towards his forearm like a tadpole and reshaped. The mud gold tattoo patterns between his arms were stacked layer by layer, more than twice as dense as before.
The purple mist that escaped from the restriction became lively and appeared in the shape of a snake, pisnus snake, and it kept flashing around the purple fist as big as a vinegar bowl, pecking at the fist from time to time, but it was helpless to the part with golden seal on the wrist, and could only approach and retreat like intimidation, as if it was alive.
The purple fist did not directly hit Dugu Ji, but stopped about three inches in front of him, like pounding a piece of pubic armor that was difficult to distinguish from the naked eye, but it could not be broken.
The remaining shock waves penetrated through the armor, less than 30% of the original punch, and then they knocked Dugu Ji out.
If it weren't for this, Master Seventeen was already a dead body with broken ridges and broken belly, let alone fighting.
Dugu Ji was actually not sure what happened.
The giant purple gold fist, which had been removed from the prohibition, caught up with the speed of the "Seven Killing Sword", and broke the sword and body.
He instinctively had the idea of defense, but his extremely weak body could not keep up. He had thought, as if something was condensed in his abdomen and had received this punch on his behalf. Even so, less than 30% of the air force still beat him into a broken kite with a broken thread, and he could hardly get up.
After finally breaking up, he heard Du Wunian say harsh words and was in a daze. In the next moment, the whistling purple fist approached his face again. Du Wunian was dragged behind by his right arm, with a strange body shape. His distorted face seemed to be suffering more than being hideous, but he did not lose the shocking punch!
Dugu Ji had thoughts and thoughts. When he arrived at the Seven Killing Sword, he suddenly disappeared from his fist and appeared silently behind Du Wunian. He had an extra green steel sword in his hand, which was taken from the sword siege that had just been inserted into the ground.
The purple fist stopped and turned suddenly, throwing Du Wunian's magnificent body to the side. The strange posture was difficult to stand firm, let alone pursue it.
The purple air in the fist was strong, and three thick ink-colored fog silks rushed out, storming towards Dugu Ji like a snake, illuminating the upper, middle and lower paths, and sometimes left and right, and there were also attacking behind him. Unfortunately, the sword path in the world was based on the word "crawling sword" and no one came out of "The Sword of No Future". The Seventeenth Master seemed to have eyes all over his body, and he shook his wrist and three swords came out together, and with just one blow, he smashed the three-tailed fog snake. At this time, the purple fist came again.
The output of strength to Duguji seems to be no longer a problem. The discomfort of the five internal tumbling is always there, like the drowsiness and depression that is soaked in boiling soup.
He did not extract the remaining strength from his broken body, whether the breath in the dantian or the power of muscles and bones had already been gone at all, but was continuously supported from the six senses through some invisible link, and then reflected it through his thoughts.
He could even detect the flow of power, not through a single vision, hearing, touch, or even the keen sense of spiritual training in thousands of battles, but more like a new perception that blends the various strengths of the five senses, but is transcending to it, allowing him to predict where the purple arm is heading and block the river of power flowing on its path before Du Wunian swung his fist.
In the eyes of others, this formed a strange and unspeakable scene: Du Wunian, who was dragged by the purple gold arm, kept flashing around Dugu, and the huge fist of purple mist repeatedly hit the standing Qi Qi, sometimes not nearly a foot, sometimes as far as one meter, bursting out a dull sound of the punch that made people's bloody fist. It was obvious that something hit, and the power of the recoil frequently threw Du Wunian back into the void, and no one could see it.
Dugu Ji always lowered his shoulders and his head, his eyes half closed, as if he was asleep while standing. The more intense the battle, the more he slept, and he could not wake up the marquis Luotuo.
The offense and defense are mutually compatible, but the strengths and weaknesses have not changed.
Du Wunian relied on his liberation purple arm to tie up and even surpass the illusion of "Seven Killing Swords". Du Gu Ji relied on the invisible fortress that was hard to see in the naked eye and blocked the dazzling purple fist attack without falling to the ground. Whoever wins and loses at a glance will know.
(Damn it...how could this happen!)
The purple mist that lost the restraint was half weak and half solid, and appeared in the fist, which was like whisking and tearing between the flesh, then healing the damage at an incredible speed, and then continuing to destroy... Du Wunian endured the violent pain like Lingchi with his inhuman tenacious willpower, which was definitely not for the purpose of getting such a result.
This is what you forced me... Dugu Ji!
The index finger pricked blood, and Du Wunian ignored Wei Wuyin's call from afar and untied the second circle of tattoos on his elbow. In an instant, a large black fog soared into the sky. Du Wunian screamed at the sky, and his whole body seemed to have been repeatedly torn into countless pieces. The screams were so tragic that it was unbearable to hear it.
The rolling black fog, like thick smoke, soared into two feet, split into seven or eight strands, scattered in all directions, folded back like a spider's feet, and the claws were as thick as wooden rafters, and they burst into pieces. Each fog claw had three or two amputation joints, and they just supported them upwards, hanging up the intervening Du Wunian.
Only Wunian's lips and face are like gold, and the waterfall is sweating continuously. After the pain is slightly paralyzed, what comes immediately is an indescribable dryness and fatigue, as if the whole body's qi and blood are drawn out of the body, leaving only a shriveled skin.
At this time, Du Wunian knew that the person who was on his arm was not a good person. No wonder his teacher sincerely advised him that he would not be able to lift the ban, and he also carefully taught the talismans to clamp foreign objects just in case.
The golden lacquer ground in the ancient golden bulb is accompanied by magic, which will not disappear after being unsealed. You can write the talisman again with blood. Du Wunian squeezes out the blood in his fingers. He is about to guide the mud gold tattoo back to his wrist and tie the curse ring again. Suddenly, a spider's foot turned into a vine as thick as a thumb, tied him up with his wristband and arms. The fog silk continues to split and spread, wrapping his feet and body one by one, and the whole person is immediately wrapped into a spider's belly, leaving only a twisted blue-purple face.
The whole audience was frightened by the human-faced spider with black mist and crooked limbs. It was like being in the most terrifying nightmare and could not wake up no matter what.
Du Wunian's face, which was exposed with mist and cocoons, was decayed and decayed, and his cheeks were sunken, as if he had grown up in his teens and twenty years out of thin air. Even the most dull person could think of: the black fog that emerged from the purple gold arm must have absorbed the elder's blood and energy and essence to strengthen itself.
Nalan was so sad and angry that he pulled up the sword on the ground and ran: Master!The spider's feet are a sword!
Tang Qise followed him and drew his sword and shouted: Why are you still standing there?Save the elder!Everyone woke up as if they were dreaming, and more than a dozen people opened their voices and rushed towards the human-faced spider with their swords.
Nalan Yise is the first disciple who has not been a year old, and has been with his master for the longest time. In terms of his internal skills and swordsmanship, he is the unquestionable leader of the Se generation of Feiyu Peak.
Feiyu Peak's lineage attaches great importance to order, and the ranking is clear. Although he is three years apart from Tang Qise, he is very close to each other. Tang Qise's qualifications are far above all the brothers and brothers, and his strength is comparable to Nalan. It is only a matter of time to surpass him. What is rare is that Nalan Yise does not care about it, and Tang Qise is also willing to be the second place, only the senior brother follows the horse's head, and it is a good story to pass it on the mountain.
Nalan's sword was filled with resentment and anxiety, and the sword body was buzzing and trembling, which showed that it was powerful and powerful.
Unexpectedly, the long sword cut the spider's feet with a sound, and there was no even a single block. Nalan couldn't stop her from holding her in a strange look, and her right shoulder hit the spider's feet hard. Then she seemed to hit a rock wall, and her whole person bounced back and rolled two feet away on the ground. Her whole right arm was sore and she quickly handed the sword to support her with her left hand.
A man passed by him, but Tang Qise attacked his senior brother to prevent the fog spider from attacking and defending, and his sword was clanging!Slash the spider's feet and burst out with bright sparks.
This style of "Zhikong Finger" is a number of killings in "Tongtian Sword Finger". As one of the few martial arts in the strange palace that is famous for its moves, "Tongtian Sword Finger" was originally transformed from sword techniques. Using a long sword to perform not only does not damage its power, but is more sharp and difficult to bear.
Tang Qise's long sword swept open, shaking his left arm hurt. He caught a glimpse of a gap in the blade, secretly wondering, but the change of moves was still above his thoughts. With a whirlwind, his arms turned around and pricked the mist in the center of the spider's feet. The result was another move in the finger of Tongtian sword. The sky oath sun!
The sword pierced into the center of the spider's feet without any obstacles, as if it was a cloud of smoke.
(…It turns out to be so!)
Tang Qise gritted his teeth and was about to pass through the man and the sword to find out the true nature of the fog spider in the face. A sword suddenly came to his side, trying to open its long sword.
Tang Qi's face changed his moves very quickly, but his body did not turn, so he changed to Wangfengxi's fingers to cut horizontally to catch the enemy; the visitor also used a gesture to create a gap, with real and hidden voids in the virtual world, which could not be shaken and avoided. Although it was only a moment, the two swords were like shaking children's nine-ring series, twisting and stirring out a large bunch of sparks.
...It's you!Tang Qise saw the person clearly, and was shocked and angry. Relying on the advantage of adult strength, he staggered a few steps, swish!The sword pointed at his face: Boy from Fengyunxia, why are you causing trouble!I thought to myself: It's weird, I haven't heard that this kid would use the left-handed sword Ah.
The person who comes is the response to the style of the wind.
He saw Wei Wuyin running in a hurry, rarely losing his usual elegance and carelessness, and seeing Du Wunian being grabbed by the black fog, even if he was a hundred times slower, he knew that the situation was not good.
Tang Qise is more than seven or eight years older than him. Even though the thirteen-year-old boy has strong internal strength, his muscles and bones have not yet developed. In addition, his left hand is not used to make it difficult to compete with him. He was swung away by a sword and said in a deep voice: The sword is a dead object, and he can penetrate the demon fog without any damage.If this thing is used as a feed for the energy and blood of a stranger, why should the senior brother be in a hurry to give up his head?Tang Qise was speechless and his face turned pale.
...In your opinion, how can we save the elder?The second young master both turned around, but the words were Nalan who was holding the sword and coming.
He is more than ten years older than the age of ten. He is a perfect senior brother from any angle. He does not call him junior brother but refers to the word "you". In addition to thanking him for stopping Tang Qise's reckless actions, he is also the greatest affirmation of his martial arts attainments and judgment of his vision.
Ying Fengse had not spoken yet, and Wei Wuyin, who was panting, finally came three or four meters away. Before he could even adjust his breath, he shouted: All... cough cough... all... all... huh... all retreat!To cure demon fog...this is the only thing!Only then did everyone see that the eternal rock was dragged behind him.
This hammer is extremely heavy, and only monsters of the level of Kuang Wuxiang and Seventeenth Master can be used with ease.
Ying Fengse had helped recycle the hammer before, and he could not drag it with both hands.
Wei Wuyin lost all his skills and forced himself to drag the Eternal Calamity Rock without letting A Xue take the risk to approach him. No wonder he came so slowly.
Ying Fengse felt irritable when he saw his face, and was impatient and said loudly: How to cure demons and save people? Please give me some advice!Wei Wuyin beat his chest and calmed his breath. It was difficult for a long time to calm down. He tried his best to open his voice: You can't... be too close... open... pretend... pretend... eat people... grow stronger... don't... before he finished speaking, a spider's foot pulled out the floor tiles and broke it. It stretched more than doubled, and it slammed into Wei Wuyin's forehead!
With several bangs, the earth shook. Wei Wuyin's place stirred up stones in the sky. There were several holes in the bluestone pavement. A little metal blunt light flew away. It should be the eternal rock, but Wei Wuyin didn't know how to live or die.
The spider abdomen on the heads of Nalan and others also began to shake violently.
Previously, the human-faced spider stood steadily and statically. Even if one end was skewed by the spider's feet, it could immediately get support from other places. Such a big movement was definitely the first time since it appeared. No one expected that it would be afraid of the Eternal Calamity Rock. As soon as it noticed that the hammer was approaching, it would attack.
Teacher... Elder!Yingfeng was unable to save her, and her eyes were about to break. She thought that the spider's belly was about to collapse. After a glance, she found that more than half of the spider's feet had been fogged, and the support force of the fog cocoon suddenly decreased. Obviously, it would take more power to extend the sharp claw that attacked the master and the Eternal Tribulation Round. It was not enough to make all the fog foot maintain the entity. With a thought, she used internal strength to shout: Brothers, please work together to attack the spider's claws, both virtual and real!He took the lead in thrusting the nearest mist-shaped spider feet into pieces of smoke, and the spider-bellied belly-shaped mist cocoon was shaking and shaking.
The elites of Feiyu Peak all looked at Nalan.
Nalan looked resolute and raised his sword and shouted: Crush the spider claws, no matter how real and real it is!Without hesitation, everyone took action one after another. In an instant, Mars flew everywhere, reflecting the space under the belly like a dark cloud covering the top of the roof, and the loud noises were endless. During the attack, the team arrived one after another, and under the command of Ying Fengse, they joined the front one after another.
Yingfengse long sword was connected, changing from one spider foot to another, and placing human power at will when moving to ensure that each support that raises the spider's belly fog cocoon is attacked; the dispersed black fog needs to be condensed again, which seems to consume more power. The remaining three real feet are all concentrated on one side, and the human-faced fog spider begins to tilt backwards.
Successful...Don't relax, step up the attack!Don't teach it to breathe!Tang Qise shouted excitedly, regardless of the slowly collapse of the spider's belly, and rushed to the last three solid spider feet and chopped it hard. The stone chips were cut, and the fragments that separated from the body were fogging in the air. However, the tiny and snow-filled body was not threatening, and it seemed that the situation was hopeless.
The sword is known for its sharpness, and it is easy to break when it hits hard. Tang Qise relies on the exquisite sword movement to achieve extreme strength without hurting the sword wrist. The single lonely sword suppresses a spider's foot.
Ying Fengse noticed this section and dispatched people who could take into account both speed and calmness in order to put the greatest pressure on the spider feet that condensed into physical bodies.
Nalan looked strange and couldn't help but admire: People say that Fengyunxia is a talent, but today I know that Wuxu is now!He twisted his right shoulder gate. His left hand was not used daily, and his power was limited. It was not as good as Tang Qise's hands. He led most of his troops to attack Wuzui, leaving the hard points to Tang Qi and a few elite soldiers.
Ying Fengse cut and directed while moving towards the pit, pulling open his throat and shouting: Wei...hello!He responded before he died... Where are you?Hello!
He really couldn't shout the word "Master" and could not explain it in front of everyone. He waved his hands freely and leaned close to the broken hole, for fear of suddenly seeing the zombie man's appearance of being broken. He felt mixed feelings in his heart and could not be described.
It’s a pity that the terrifying scene never caught my eye.
Ahem...I'm here...I'm here...
The weak choking sound came from the bottom of the pit.
The thick and long sharp hook claws were like raking the ground, pounding the blue brick pavement within three meters. The hole dug out was more than seven feet deep, making the ground as soft as mud, and the claws were seen to be vicious.
However, Wei Wuyin was not seriously injured. She only wiped a few oily skins when she fell, causing her buttocks to be swollen and her life was harder than that of an oilworm.
Ying Fengse saw that he had no life and was worried about his disgust. He felt relieved and resurrected. He jumped down with a sword and reached out to pull him up.
Forever...what the hammer?Where has the hammer gone?Wei Wuyin asked in the first sentence, Ying Fengse was impatient and said angrily: How did I know, Fei went there?In a while, you can knock down the monster, no hammer is needed
Wei Wuyin pulled his collar and dragged it over. His five fingers, like chicken feet, were like iron pliers, and his strength was so great that Ying Fengse could not even break away.
The most popular spirit of the monster, the essence, qi and blood, is like a delicacy, and cannot be ignored... You can see clearly, which is its real goal?
Looking through the master's shoulder, he saw a snake-like fog claw behind the fog spider, which was thorny. It was more empty than real. From a distance, it looked like wisps of fog silk blown by the mountain wind, crazily slashing at some invisible invisible air wall, but it was still difficult to cross the line.
Not far away, the Seventeenth Master lowered his head and stood still, as if his soul ascended to the sky, leaving only a shell left, and had no connection with everything in this world.
It turns out that its target...is him!
...But when you really get hungry, it may not only eat delicacies!He had never seen Wei Wuyin's face so blue and his tone so cold.
There is no doubt that the zombie man has no internal strength. He can almost breathe. He can only think that the situation is so serious that he accidentally used his remaining energy.
Senior brother... Your uncle once told me that once the evil things sealed in Wunian's purple arms are liberated, they will swallow the flesh and blood of the living beings to strengthen themselves. Only the eternal rock can be completely confined to avoid evil things from harming the world and causing disasters.Wei Wuyin used up his strength and fell down instantly. He trembled with a silence: Ask Feiyufeng those idiots to leave quickly, don’t deliver them to the door for nothing, and make food for evil things!Take back the Eternal Rock...quickly!
Ying Feng's face was like a dream, his body trembled, he was about to turn over and jump up while climbing the pit. Suddenly he widened his eyes and shouted: Master...hello, look... look at Master Seventeen!
Wei Wuyin tried hard to get closer. When he saw the poisonous fog whip whip slashing the invisible air wall with several strokes, as if he had found the gap in the middle. With a whirlpool, the body made of black fog clearly marked the shape of the gap. Until Dugu Ji's body, five pointed claws were opened at the end and grabbed his head and face ferociously!
Master Wei Wuyin was screaming in anger, but Master Qiqi still lowered his shoulders and his head suddenly reached out to grab it.
The pinched fog snake twisted it, and thinner fog silk stretched out from the gap between its fingers. The tip also split a small eyeless snake head, opened its sharp teeth, and bit the back of the Qiqi Master's hand.
In an instant, the black line crawled over Duguji's wrist and arms, as if ink was dripping in his blood. You can imagine that the fog threads entering his body continued to split and refine, invading the meridians of the Seventeenth Master; at the same time, Duguji's right hand shriveled and thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was faster than Du Wunian's decline. Sure enough, the essence and blood of the top master were the best delicacy in the black mist, and you could almost hear it howls of satisfaction.
……not good!After all, Wei Wuyin was much calmer than his disciple. He was stunned for a moment and pushed Ying Fengse's shoulders: Let's find the Eternal Calamity first!If you teach it to suck the Seventeenth Master dry, the consequences will be unimaginable!Sure enough, the black fog expanded rapidly, and the three weak feet turned into thick and strong. Even the misty spider feet condensed into a solid body. Everyone stepped up their attacks, and the clanging sound was as dense as a sudden rain, and it did not stop for a moment.
Ying Fengse jumped out of the pit and suddenly heard someone shouting: Hey, the monster is getting stronger and stronger as it gets. What's going on?But it was Tang Qise.
Ying Fengse wanted to call him retreat. When he thought that the Seventeenth Master's life was in an instant, the demon fog sucked his essence, qi, blood and spirit, and others were free of trouble for a while, so it was better to restrain him. He said casually: Brothers, support me for a moment, my master has a way.Seeing the Eternal Killing Pond fall among the grass on the side of the field, he swept away and threw Wei Wuyin, who was screaming and letting them retreat first.
And the change is convenient for this.
Dugu Ji lowered his head and did not move. The black veins on his arms faded at an astonishing speed. The muscles quickly recovered their luster and elasticity, making them more vital than before, and they wiped out their fatigue.
The fog snake that was piled up in his palm made a sharp whine, trying to take off the clamp but it was unavailable. The slender body quickly faded, but it seemed to be pulled by something and could not disappear. With the influence, the spider's belly kept throwing up and down, and the nine spider feet bent one after another, falling to more than a meter, and still could not maintain balance. The black fog that was wrapped in the last few years would be loose.
Seeing this, the disciples of Feiyu Peak who were avoiding him took a risk to turn back. Tang Qise relied on his sword skills to drill into the bottom of the spider's belly, trying to cut off the fog that imprisoned the chief.
Senior brother Nalan swept his sword in a strange color, grabbed his boot ankle with his uninjured left hand, and said in a deep voice: If there is any abnormality, I will pull you out immediately.
Tang Qise smiled and said: Nothing is not at ease.Look at me. Ying Fengse picked up the hammer handle and dragged it out of the grass. The injured right palm was difficult to apply force. It can only be used as an auxiliary, and the help is limited.
After a long time of delay, he finally turned around and looked back again from a distance. He saw the shaking half-deep spider, pinching the fog snake, and the elites of Feiyu Peak who took the risk of turning back and never retreating to save Du Wunian.
He suddenly realized what a serious mistake he had made.
The master's essence, qi, blood and spirit are nothing but delicacies for monsters.
However, if you are so hungry, it may not only eat delicacies!
Even Wei Wuyin never expected that the black mist was actually made by the Seventeenth Master, and the winner was reversed in an instant.
A chill ran from Ying Fengse's soles to his forehead.
He dragged the Eternal Roof and ran to the pit, roaring wildly: Leave quickly... You leave quickly... Leave quickly!Get out of that quickly. Before the sound of the speech fell, he saw half of the amputated foot lifting up and inserting it, and piercing a Feiyufeng disciple pierced his chest and abdomen, firmly nailing it into the ground; countless mist snakes split from their limbs and feet, with varying thicknesses and large teeth on the ends. They bite the bent corpse strung on the spider's feet, making the plasma splattered everywhere, bones and skulls shattered, and almost no human shape could be identified.
The fog threads passing through the corpse were dripping with blood, and the smooth liquid beads flowed on the smooth snake body. The original form of seven virtual and three real ones no longer existed. It looked like infinitely extended, winding and stretching penis. The snake mouth at the end was cracked, revealing dense and unkempt fangs. In the blink of an eye, the corpse was eaten into a pool of mud blood, and without stopping, he turned to hunt down the people around him.
The mist cocoon on the spider's belly was held up more than three feet high. The nine spider's feet were like crooked copper and iron pillars. Although they were twisted and deformed, they were extremely stable. Countless strange snakes of penis split between the abdomen and the foot pillars, hanging and twisting, looking at it, making the scalp numb, the miserable wailing screams lasted for a moment. As the huge amount of flesh and blood overflowed and spread out like a waterfall, there was only the sound of chewing that rose and fell.
Tang Qise sat in the middle of the sea of blood, staring at her left ankle.
The knuckles of the ankle boots were stretched blue and white, which showed the force, but there was nothing left below the half-cut bone that protruded out of the wrist. The senior brother was eaten up by a ball of penis in front of him, but it was just a matter of the blink of an eye.
The bitten bone powder mixed with red and white paste sprayed his head and face. The touch was warm and sticky, but it was very cool. When he came back to his senses, he was covered with a thick layer of wet mud, and the smelly foreign object that had fallen from his eyes was scattered.
Replenishing the huge amount of blood and blood of humans, the human-faced spider finally gained enough power. After struggling back, it pulled off the slender black fog that was still accumulated in Duguji's hand, blocking the loss of vitality.
At this point, the monster has made a choice between delicious food and supplies. The twisted foot pillar quickly retreated a few steps away from the lonely lonely and standing still. After a moment of pause, he suddenly rushed towards the onlookers on the sidelines. The monster snake stretched out from his body and foot pillars, but the other side was stretched out in the opposite direction.
The screams and howling echoed in the mountain breeze, and the strong smell of blood was blowing down the peak. The square outside Zhizhiguan suddenly became a sea of Asura blood. If the massacre was not, it might be said that it was eating but it still had not stopped.
When the huge demon nibbled the sky wall and created the monster's nest, he would search for prey down the mountain to satisfy the endless hunger that had been sealed for thousands of years...
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Dugu Si was immersed in the void formed by the river of power, gradually forgetting time and his own existence.
This is the most fundamental and basic appearance of all things in the world. Everything here becomes very pure, and maybe it is not necessarily possible to have a good sleep.
He hadn't had a good sleep for many years. As soon as he closed his eyes, he returned to the execution ground, smelling the strong smell and blood, and hearing those wailing saliva that were hard to hear.
When people are there, they can only tell the truth.And truth is often the most difficult to bear.
He even met his brother again in the void.
People say that there is something to think about every day and dream about it at night. What’s strange is that over the years, no matter how long I look forward to it, my brother has never been to his short and chaotic dream, always fragmented, and he refuses to tell him where the body is left, and let him take his brother back to his hometown and have a little brotherhood.
He guessed that his brother was still annoyed him and refused to come.
Then I made up my mind, little steamed bun?In the river of strength, the elder brother was wearing hunting suits and straddled with a strong mane. The well-trained Haidongqing circled in the blue sky. The wind blowing from the mountains and forests was filled with a fresh green grass and rustic spirit.
That was their happiest time. There were no alien races, no wars in the Yangtu to compete for the world, no imperial family for the people, only hunting on horseback, drinking and practicing martial arts, and beautiful girls and dirty jokes.
The elder brother grinned like a child, showing his neat and beautiful white teeth, which made Dugu Ji unable to help but burst into tears.Brother...I...I...
...If you want me to say it, it’s too early, little steamed bun.Dugu Yì seemed to have not heard him, so he turned over and got off the horse, squatted across his legs, rubbed his hair with doting, and his clear and translucent eyes smiled into two curved eyebrows, but he was still very beautiful.
Don’t you still like a girl?Don't mess around here, go back to her!Dugu Ji suddenly came back to his senses, and only then did he find that a half-filled and half-full mist-shaped foreign object was holding in his hand. His hand felt wet, cold and sticky, as if he had transformed into half a snake lizard, which was extremely disgusting.
And this disgusting and fishy thing actually invaded his meridians and continuously absorbed new power from the Liuhe River. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid I'd started to swallow his flesh and blood.
...Damn it, do you think your Seventeenth Master is a tea shop?
He originally wanted to condense seven or eight invisible air walls in front of him, cut a large plate of white fog snakes, and use this eyeless thing as a revenge for food Duguji could shape the surrounding river of power, just like the plastic armor that blocked the purple gold arm, thinking that it was cheap.
The best way to deal with greedy ghosts is to starve it to death.
The eighth style of "Sword of Injury" "Sword of Injury" only has the Heart Skill but no moves, but even the Heart Skill is mysterious and can't touch the head at all. Then, the brother's silly tone is about to say it, and there is no difference between drunken words.
He always thought that the third style of defeated sword was made up the numbers by his brother. Some people said that the tenth style "The Emperor's Secret Dragon in Yutai" was Mr. Xiao's plan. He made this crazy and perverse words during the last emperor of Bichan, which combined the superstitious sayings of nursery rhymes and prophecies, implying that his brother had the true destiny of taking the emperor to replace him, and indeed won the support of the rich merchants in the East China Sea led by the Yokoura Shen family in Baiyujing.
However, after seeing the long river of power, the drunken heart technique has completely different meanings.
In the human body, the five internal organs correspond to the five elements. The four pillars of the numerology theory are also shown: the year pillar is the head, the month pillar is the chest, the day pillar is the abdomen, and the hour pillar is the lower body; Yin and Yang, the exterior and interior, cold and heat, each corresponds to the heavenly stems and earthly branches... The empty and ethereal relationship between the stems and branches, the numerology and the internal organs and meridians is fully revealed in the long river of power connecting the universe and the six combinations, and is so clear that it can directly correspond to cause and effect, which can mobilize and increase the elements in the body to cure diseases and remove injuries.
Therefore, "The Sword of Injury" is actually a brief term for "The Sword of Removing Injury and Disasters". Since then, the great way of external heaven and earth can be reflected in the small world of the three combinations of human body. The inverted yin is yang, water and fire are combined, and the hardness and softness are mutually altered, but in a moment of thought; repairing the injured body and speeding up the heavier speed, you only need to redistribute the elements.
Those who don’t know think it’s incredible, but it’s really natural.
The Seventeenth Master activated the "Sword of Injury", and in an instant, the various elements changed and the yin and yang flipped. The heaven and earth in the body became a desperate situation that could overcome the fog silk. It was like a pine needle scraping belt, and it was swallowed and stripped back from the fog silk, and it pulled the connection and prevented it from being pulled. The end of the fog silk link was exhausted, and it was only a small step away from being dispersed.
(Is it okay to love to suck? I'll teach you how to taste the sucked dry!)
I planned to suck this disgusting thing into a dry gecko. At some point, the power absorbed into my body was mixed with strong blood and pain, as if I was swallowing dozens of kilograms of blood-borne flesh.
Master Seventeen was about to vomit, and with a tsk, he let go of the ban, and the monster was able to break free; he opened his eyes and saw the sea of blood surging and snake stems dancing. Even the wind blew into the bloody stench of feces and intestines, far more than what he smelled in the void.
Not far away, a young man was covered in blood and dragged a hammer with blood-lit hair to escape. The big snake stem was approaching behind him. The young man staggered. He saw that he was not lucky. Who was Ying Fengse?
...Retreat!Dugu's silence arrived instantly, blocking the wind and the thoughts moved slightly, and the snake's stem was suddenly twisted into countless pieces. The force attached to the invisible Qi sword was completely opposite to the structure that formed the black fog. It constantly unraveled the fragments repeatedly, and finally turned into wisps of silk fog, blown away by the bitter mountain wind.
The human-faced spider made a harsh sound, and the huge foot pillars were moved sideways. More than half of the snake stems suddenly turned their heads, abandoning the adult or unadulter food under their teeth, and being fully prepared; the other half continued to hunt, and a small part reached into the collapsed courtyard wall or tiled roof, and terrifying screams began to come from Zhizhiguan.
Ten... Seventeenth Master!Ying Fengse wiped off the blood stains on his face, and tears burst out when he saw the person. His knees became weak, and he felt exhausted. He still held on his own and refused to fall down. He gritted his teeth and said: Everyone is dead... Everyone is dead!That monster... it's all my fault... Feiyu Peak... Wuwu... I was sobbing hard that I couldn't say. The back of my hand holding the hammer handle stretched out the blue veins like earthworms, but the tears of regret could not stop.
Where is your master?Dugu Ji half-held him and half-held him. The snake stem behind him rushed wildly, hitting all the invisible air wall. Suddenly the air wall folded and kneaded into a ball like paper. The snake stem that was caught in was suddenly destroyed.
The human-faced spider retreated again, hesitating for a moment, leaving only a little snake stem in front of him, while the others were hunting with all their might and striving to grow in order to cope with the sudden powerful enemy.
In... in the pit.Ying Feng looked at the distance with his hands trembling.He...he said that only the Eternal Rock can deal with monsters... monsters.
Dugu Ji opened his spiritual consciousness and sensed that the person at the bottom of the pit was stable. Although his pulse was weak, it did not look like a serious injury. His pulse was violently aroused. I don’t know if it was anger or anxiety, and he said loudly: Hello, Wei Wuyin!Can I beat this thing to death with a hammer?There was another faint heartbeat and breath in the pit, and the rhythm was very familiar, so Axue undoubtedly did.
Even though he has no internal strength and is not enough to protect himself, this guy still sacrificed his life to protect the child when life and death are in conflict.
The person at the bottom of the pit sneered hard.
It would be so simple.Let my apprentice bring it, and I find a way to open it.Only when it is turned on can it be used.
What is the Marquis doing?Give you Elder Wei a raid?
There are a few that can be saved, only you can do it here.When I beg you.He could almost imagine the stern look of a zombie man closing his eyes and bowing his head.
Please, Master Hou.Please save me Longting Mountain, please don’t...don’t die anymore.
(Can I only... be able to do it?)
Then that's it.Brother, in this world... Maybe there is something that must be mine.And that ugly girl.You will definitely like her.
Leave it to your Seventeenth Master.The Marquis Luotuo turned around with a long smile, and the air around him fluctuated. In an instant, thousands of swords came out, and the sound of breaking through the air was endless. The invisible sword energy cut and shot through almost every snake stem. With the help of the remaining force, he pushed the human-faced spider several feet and crashed into the entire wall.
The monster... is coming to die!
Du Wunian activated the formation talisman with blood, unbuttoned the curse ring on his wrist, and the mud gold tattoo between his fingers and palms swam towards his forearm like a tadpole and reshaped. The mud gold tattoo patterns between his arms were stacked layer by layer, more than twice as dense as before.
The purple mist that escaped from the restriction became lively and appeared in the shape of a snake, pisnus snake, and it kept flashing around the purple fist as big as a vinegar bowl, pecking at the fist from time to time, but it was helpless to the part with golden seal on the wrist, and could only approach and retreat like intimidation, as if it was alive.
The purple fist did not directly hit Dugu Ji, but stopped about three inches in front of him, like pounding a piece of pubic armor that was difficult to distinguish from the naked eye, but it could not be broken.
The remaining shock waves penetrated through the armor, less than 30% of the original punch, and then they knocked Dugu Ji out.
If it weren't for this, Master Seventeen was already a dead body with broken ridges and broken belly, let alone fighting.
Dugu Ji was actually not sure what happened.
The giant purple gold fist, which had been removed from the prohibition, caught up with the speed of the "Seven Killing Sword", and broke the sword and body.
He instinctively had the idea of defense, but his extremely weak body could not keep up. He had thought, as if something was condensed in his abdomen and had received this punch on his behalf. Even so, less than 30% of the air force still beat him into a broken kite with a broken thread, and he could hardly get up.
After finally breaking up, he heard Du Wunian say harsh words and was in a daze. In the next moment, the whistling purple fist approached his face again. Du Wunian was dragged behind by his right arm, with a strange body shape. His distorted face seemed to be suffering more than being hideous, but he did not lose the shocking punch!
Dugu Ji had thoughts and thoughts. When he arrived at the Seven Killing Sword, he suddenly disappeared from his fist and appeared silently behind Du Wunian. He had an extra green steel sword in his hand, which was taken from the sword siege that had just been inserted into the ground.
The purple fist stopped and turned suddenly, throwing Du Wunian's magnificent body to the side. The strange posture was difficult to stand firm, let alone pursue it.
The purple air in the fist was strong, and three thick ink-colored fog silks rushed out, storming towards Dugu Ji like a snake, illuminating the upper, middle and lower paths, and sometimes left and right, and there were also attacking behind him. Unfortunately, the sword path in the world was based on the word "crawling sword" and no one came out of "The Sword of No Future". The Seventeenth Master seemed to have eyes all over his body, and he shook his wrist and three swords came out together, and with just one blow, he smashed the three-tailed fog snake. At this time, the purple fist came again.
The output of strength to Duguji seems to be no longer a problem. The discomfort of the five internal tumbling is always there, like the drowsiness and depression that is soaked in boiling soup.
He did not extract the remaining strength from his broken body, whether the breath in the dantian or the power of muscles and bones had already been gone at all, but was continuously supported from the six senses through some invisible link, and then reflected it through his thoughts.
He could even detect the flow of power, not through a single vision, hearing, touch, or even the keen sense of spiritual training in thousands of battles, but more like a new perception that blends the various strengths of the five senses, but is transcending to it, allowing him to predict where the purple arm is heading and block the river of power flowing on its path before Du Wunian swung his fist.
In the eyes of others, this formed a strange and unspeakable scene: Du Wunian, who was dragged by the purple gold arm, kept flashing around Dugu, and the huge fist of purple mist repeatedly hit the standing Qi Qi, sometimes not nearly a foot, sometimes as far as one meter, bursting out a dull sound of the punch that made people's bloody fist. It was obvious that something hit, and the power of the recoil frequently threw Du Wunian back into the void, and no one could see it.
Dugu Ji always lowered his shoulders and his head, his eyes half closed, as if he was asleep while standing. The more intense the battle, the more he slept, and he could not wake up the marquis Luotuo.
The offense and defense are mutually compatible, but the strengths and weaknesses have not changed.
Du Wunian relied on his liberation purple arm to tie up and even surpass the illusion of "Seven Killing Swords". Du Gu Ji relied on the invisible fortress that was hard to see in the naked eye and blocked the dazzling purple fist attack without falling to the ground. Whoever wins and loses at a glance will know.
(Damn it...how could this happen!)
The purple mist that lost the restraint was half weak and half solid, and appeared in the fist, which was like whisking and tearing between the flesh, then healing the damage at an incredible speed, and then continuing to destroy... Du Wunian endured the violent pain like Lingchi with his inhuman tenacious willpower, which was definitely not for the purpose of getting such a result.
This is what you forced me... Dugu Ji!
The index finger pricked blood, and Du Wunian ignored Wei Wuyin's call from afar and untied the second circle of tattoos on his elbow. In an instant, a large black fog soared into the sky. Du Wunian screamed at the sky, and his whole body seemed to have been repeatedly torn into countless pieces. The screams were so tragic that it was unbearable to hear it.
The rolling black fog, like thick smoke, soared into two feet, split into seven or eight strands, scattered in all directions, folded back like a spider's feet, and the claws were as thick as wooden rafters, and they burst into pieces. Each fog claw had three or two amputation joints, and they just supported them upwards, hanging up the intervening Du Wunian.
Only Wunian's lips and face are like gold, and the waterfall is sweating continuously. After the pain is slightly paralyzed, what comes immediately is an indescribable dryness and fatigue, as if the whole body's qi and blood are drawn out of the body, leaving only a shriveled skin.
At this time, Du Wunian knew that the person who was on his arm was not a good person. No wonder his teacher sincerely advised him that he would not be able to lift the ban, and he also carefully taught the talismans to clamp foreign objects just in case.
The golden lacquer ground in the ancient golden bulb is accompanied by magic, which will not disappear after being unsealed. You can write the talisman again with blood. Du Wunian squeezes out the blood in his fingers. He is about to guide the mud gold tattoo back to his wrist and tie the curse ring again. Suddenly, a spider's foot turned into a vine as thick as a thumb, tied him up with his wristband and arms. The fog silk continues to split and spread, wrapping his feet and body one by one, and the whole person is immediately wrapped into a spider's belly, leaving only a twisted blue-purple face.
The whole audience was frightened by the human-faced spider with black mist and crooked limbs. It was like being in the most terrifying nightmare and could not wake up no matter what.
Du Wunian's face, which was exposed with mist and cocoons, was decayed and decayed, and his cheeks were sunken, as if he had grown up in his teens and twenty years out of thin air. Even the most dull person could think of: the black fog that emerged from the purple gold arm must have absorbed the elder's blood and energy and essence to strengthen itself.
Nalan was so sad and angry that he pulled up the sword on the ground and ran: Master!The spider's feet are a sword!
Tang Qise followed him and drew his sword and shouted: Why are you still standing there?Save the elder!Everyone woke up as if they were dreaming, and more than a dozen people opened their voices and rushed towards the human-faced spider with their swords.
Nalan Yise is the first disciple who has not been a year old, and has been with his master for the longest time. In terms of his internal skills and swordsmanship, he is the unquestionable leader of the Se generation of Feiyu Peak.
Feiyu Peak's lineage attaches great importance to order, and the ranking is clear. Although he is three years apart from Tang Qise, he is very close to each other. Tang Qise's qualifications are far above all the brothers and brothers, and his strength is comparable to Nalan. It is only a matter of time to surpass him. What is rare is that Nalan Yise does not care about it, and Tang Qise is also willing to be the second place, only the senior brother follows the horse's head, and it is a good story to pass it on the mountain.
Nalan's sword was filled with resentment and anxiety, and the sword body was buzzing and trembling, which showed that it was powerful and powerful.
Unexpectedly, the long sword cut the spider's feet with a sound, and there was no even a single block. Nalan couldn't stop her from holding her in a strange look, and her right shoulder hit the spider's feet hard. Then she seemed to hit a rock wall, and her whole person bounced back and rolled two feet away on the ground. Her whole right arm was sore and she quickly handed the sword to support her with her left hand.
A man passed by him, but Tang Qise attacked his senior brother to prevent the fog spider from attacking and defending, and his sword was clanging!Slash the spider's feet and burst out with bright sparks.
This style of "Zhikong Finger" is a number of killings in "Tongtian Sword Finger". As one of the few martial arts in the strange palace that is famous for its moves, "Tongtian Sword Finger" was originally transformed from sword techniques. Using a long sword to perform not only does not damage its power, but is more sharp and difficult to bear.
Tang Qise's long sword swept open, shaking his left arm hurt. He caught a glimpse of a gap in the blade, secretly wondering, but the change of moves was still above his thoughts. With a whirlwind, his arms turned around and pricked the mist in the center of the spider's feet. The result was another move in the finger of Tongtian sword. The sky oath sun!
The sword pierced into the center of the spider's feet without any obstacles, as if it was a cloud of smoke.
(…It turns out to be so!)
Tang Qise gritted his teeth and was about to pass through the man and the sword to find out the true nature of the fog spider in the face. A sword suddenly came to his side, trying to open its long sword.
Tang Qi's face changed his moves very quickly, but his body did not turn, so he changed to Wangfengxi's fingers to cut horizontally to catch the enemy; the visitor also used a gesture to create a gap, with real and hidden voids in the virtual world, which could not be shaken and avoided. Although it was only a moment, the two swords were like shaking children's nine-ring series, twisting and stirring out a large bunch of sparks.
...It's you!Tang Qise saw the person clearly, and was shocked and angry. Relying on the advantage of adult strength, he staggered a few steps, swish!The sword pointed at his face: Boy from Fengyunxia, why are you causing trouble!I thought to myself: It's weird, I haven't heard that this kid would use the left-handed sword Ah.
The person who comes is the response to the style of the wind.
He saw Wei Wuyin running in a hurry, rarely losing his usual elegance and carelessness, and seeing Du Wunian being grabbed by the black fog, even if he was a hundred times slower, he knew that the situation was not good.
Tang Qise is more than seven or eight years older than him. Even though the thirteen-year-old boy has strong internal strength, his muscles and bones have not yet developed. In addition, his left hand is not used to make it difficult to compete with him. He was swung away by a sword and said in a deep voice: The sword is a dead object, and he can penetrate the demon fog without any damage.If this thing is used as a feed for the energy and blood of a stranger, why should the senior brother be in a hurry to give up his head?Tang Qise was speechless and his face turned pale.
...In your opinion, how can we save the elder?The second young master both turned around, but the words were Nalan who was holding the sword and coming.
He is more than ten years older than the age of ten. He is a perfect senior brother from any angle. He does not call him junior brother but refers to the word "you". In addition to thanking him for stopping Tang Qise's reckless actions, he is also the greatest affirmation of his martial arts attainments and judgment of his vision.
Ying Fengse had not spoken yet, and Wei Wuyin, who was panting, finally came three or four meters away. Before he could even adjust his breath, he shouted: All... cough cough... all... all... huh... all retreat!To cure demon fog...this is the only thing!Only then did everyone see that the eternal rock was dragged behind him.
This hammer is extremely heavy, and only monsters of the level of Kuang Wuxiang and Seventeenth Master can be used with ease.
Ying Fengse had helped recycle the hammer before, and he could not drag it with both hands.
Wei Wuyin lost all his skills and forced himself to drag the Eternal Calamity Rock without letting A Xue take the risk to approach him. No wonder he came so slowly.
Ying Fengse felt irritable when he saw his face, and was impatient and said loudly: How to cure demons and save people? Please give me some advice!Wei Wuyin beat his chest and calmed his breath. It was difficult for a long time to calm down. He tried his best to open his voice: You can't... be too close... open... pretend... pretend... eat people... grow stronger... don't... before he finished speaking, a spider's foot pulled out the floor tiles and broke it. It stretched more than doubled, and it slammed into Wei Wuyin's forehead!
With several bangs, the earth shook. Wei Wuyin's place stirred up stones in the sky. There were several holes in the bluestone pavement. A little metal blunt light flew away. It should be the eternal rock, but Wei Wuyin didn't know how to live or die.
The spider abdomen on the heads of Nalan and others also began to shake violently.
Previously, the human-faced spider stood steadily and statically. Even if one end was skewed by the spider's feet, it could immediately get support from other places. Such a big movement was definitely the first time since it appeared. No one expected that it would be afraid of the Eternal Calamity Rock. As soon as it noticed that the hammer was approaching, it would attack.
Teacher... Elder!Yingfeng was unable to save her, and her eyes were about to break. She thought that the spider's belly was about to collapse. After a glance, she found that more than half of the spider's feet had been fogged, and the support force of the fog cocoon suddenly decreased. Obviously, it would take more power to extend the sharp claw that attacked the master and the Eternal Tribulation Round. It was not enough to make all the fog foot maintain the entity. With a thought, she used internal strength to shout: Brothers, please work together to attack the spider's claws, both virtual and real!He took the lead in thrusting the nearest mist-shaped spider feet into pieces of smoke, and the spider-bellied belly-shaped mist cocoon was shaking and shaking.
The elites of Feiyu Peak all looked at Nalan.
Nalan looked resolute and raised his sword and shouted: Crush the spider claws, no matter how real and real it is!Without hesitation, everyone took action one after another. In an instant, Mars flew everywhere, reflecting the space under the belly like a dark cloud covering the top of the roof, and the loud noises were endless. During the attack, the team arrived one after another, and under the command of Ying Fengse, they joined the front one after another.
Yingfengse long sword was connected, changing from one spider foot to another, and placing human power at will when moving to ensure that each support that raises the spider's belly fog cocoon is attacked; the dispersed black fog needs to be condensed again, which seems to consume more power. The remaining three real feet are all concentrated on one side, and the human-faced fog spider begins to tilt backwards.
Successful...Don't relax, step up the attack!Don't teach it to breathe!Tang Qise shouted excitedly, regardless of the slowly collapse of the spider's belly, and rushed to the last three solid spider feet and chopped it hard. The stone chips were cut, and the fragments that separated from the body were fogging in the air. However, the tiny and snow-filled body was not threatening, and it seemed that the situation was hopeless.
The sword is known for its sharpness, and it is easy to break when it hits hard. Tang Qise relies on the exquisite sword movement to achieve extreme strength without hurting the sword wrist. The single lonely sword suppresses a spider's foot.
Ying Fengse noticed this section and dispatched people who could take into account both speed and calmness in order to put the greatest pressure on the spider feet that condensed into physical bodies.
Nalan looked strange and couldn't help but admire: People say that Fengyunxia is a talent, but today I know that Wuxu is now!He twisted his right shoulder gate. His left hand was not used daily, and his power was limited. It was not as good as Tang Qise's hands. He led most of his troops to attack Wuzui, leaving the hard points to Tang Qi and a few elite soldiers.
Ying Fengse cut and directed while moving towards the pit, pulling open his throat and shouting: Wei...hello!He responded before he died... Where are you?Hello!
He really couldn't shout the word "Master" and could not explain it in front of everyone. He waved his hands freely and leaned close to the broken hole, for fear of suddenly seeing the zombie man's appearance of being broken. He felt mixed feelings in his heart and could not be described.
It’s a pity that the terrifying scene never caught my eye.
Ahem...I'm here...I'm here...
The weak choking sound came from the bottom of the pit.
The thick and long sharp hook claws were like raking the ground, pounding the blue brick pavement within three meters. The hole dug out was more than seven feet deep, making the ground as soft as mud, and the claws were seen to be vicious.
However, Wei Wuyin was not seriously injured. She only wiped a few oily skins when she fell, causing her buttocks to be swollen and her life was harder than that of an oilworm.
Ying Fengse saw that he had no life and was worried about his disgust. He felt relieved and resurrected. He jumped down with a sword and reached out to pull him up.
Forever...what the hammer?Where has the hammer gone?Wei Wuyin asked in the first sentence, Ying Fengse was impatient and said angrily: How did I know, Fei went there?In a while, you can knock down the monster, no hammer is needed
Wei Wuyin pulled his collar and dragged it over. His five fingers, like chicken feet, were like iron pliers, and his strength was so great that Ying Fengse could not even break away.
The most popular spirit of the monster, the essence, qi and blood, is like a delicacy, and cannot be ignored... You can see clearly, which is its real goal?
Looking through the master's shoulder, he saw a snake-like fog claw behind the fog spider, which was thorny. It was more empty than real. From a distance, it looked like wisps of fog silk blown by the mountain wind, crazily slashing at some invisible invisible air wall, but it was still difficult to cross the line.
Not far away, the Seventeenth Master lowered his head and stood still, as if his soul ascended to the sky, leaving only a shell left, and had no connection with everything in this world.
It turns out that its target...is him!
...But when you really get hungry, it may not only eat delicacies!He had never seen Wei Wuyin's face so blue and his tone so cold.
There is no doubt that the zombie man has no internal strength. He can almost breathe. He can only think that the situation is so serious that he accidentally used his remaining energy.
Senior brother... Your uncle once told me that once the evil things sealed in Wunian's purple arms are liberated, they will swallow the flesh and blood of the living beings to strengthen themselves. Only the eternal rock can be completely confined to avoid evil things from harming the world and causing disasters.Wei Wuyin used up his strength and fell down instantly. He trembled with a silence: Ask Feiyufeng those idiots to leave quickly, don’t deliver them to the door for nothing, and make food for evil things!Take back the Eternal Rock...quickly!
Ying Feng's face was like a dream, his body trembled, he was about to turn over and jump up while climbing the pit. Suddenly he widened his eyes and shouted: Master...hello, look... look at Master Seventeen!
Wei Wuyin tried hard to get closer. When he saw the poisonous fog whip whip slashing the invisible air wall with several strokes, as if he had found the gap in the middle. With a whirlpool, the body made of black fog clearly marked the shape of the gap. Until Dugu Ji's body, five pointed claws were opened at the end and grabbed his head and face ferociously!
Master Wei Wuyin was screaming in anger, but Master Qiqi still lowered his shoulders and his head suddenly reached out to grab it.
The pinched fog snake twisted it, and thinner fog silk stretched out from the gap between its fingers. The tip also split a small eyeless snake head, opened its sharp teeth, and bit the back of the Qiqi Master's hand.
In an instant, the black line crawled over Duguji's wrist and arms, as if ink was dripping in his blood. You can imagine that the fog threads entering his body continued to split and refine, invading the meridians of the Seventeenth Master; at the same time, Duguji's right hand shriveled and thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was faster than Du Wunian's decline. Sure enough, the essence and blood of the top master were the best delicacy in the black mist, and you could almost hear it howls of satisfaction.
……not good!After all, Wei Wuyin was much calmer than his disciple. He was stunned for a moment and pushed Ying Fengse's shoulders: Let's find the Eternal Calamity first!If you teach it to suck the Seventeenth Master dry, the consequences will be unimaginable!Sure enough, the black fog expanded rapidly, and the three weak feet turned into thick and strong. Even the misty spider feet condensed into a solid body. Everyone stepped up their attacks, and the clanging sound was as dense as a sudden rain, and it did not stop for a moment.
Ying Fengse jumped out of the pit and suddenly heard someone shouting: Hey, the monster is getting stronger and stronger as it gets. What's going on?But it was Tang Qise.
Ying Fengse wanted to call him retreat. When he thought that the Seventeenth Master's life was in an instant, the demon fog sucked his essence, qi, blood and spirit, and others were free of trouble for a while, so it was better to restrain him. He said casually: Brothers, support me for a moment, my master has a way.Seeing the Eternal Killing Pond fall among the grass on the side of the field, he swept away and threw Wei Wuyin, who was screaming and letting them retreat first.
And the change is convenient for this.
Dugu Ji lowered his head and did not move. The black veins on his arms faded at an astonishing speed. The muscles quickly recovered their luster and elasticity, making them more vital than before, and they wiped out their fatigue.
The fog snake that was piled up in his palm made a sharp whine, trying to take off the clamp but it was unavailable. The slender body quickly faded, but it seemed to be pulled by something and could not disappear. With the influence, the spider's belly kept throwing up and down, and the nine spider feet bent one after another, falling to more than a meter, and still could not maintain balance. The black fog that was wrapped in the last few years would be loose.
Seeing this, the disciples of Feiyu Peak who were avoiding him took a risk to turn back. Tang Qise relied on his sword skills to drill into the bottom of the spider's belly, trying to cut off the fog that imprisoned the chief.
Senior brother Nalan swept his sword in a strange color, grabbed his boot ankle with his uninjured left hand, and said in a deep voice: If there is any abnormality, I will pull you out immediately.
Tang Qise smiled and said: Nothing is not at ease.Look at me. Ying Fengse picked up the hammer handle and dragged it out of the grass. The injured right palm was difficult to apply force. It can only be used as an auxiliary, and the help is limited.
After a long time of delay, he finally turned around and looked back again from a distance. He saw the shaking half-deep spider, pinching the fog snake, and the elites of Feiyu Peak who took the risk of turning back and never retreating to save Du Wunian.
He suddenly realized what a serious mistake he had made.
The master's essence, qi, blood and spirit are nothing but delicacies for monsters.
However, if you are so hungry, it may not only eat delicacies!
Even Wei Wuyin never expected that the black mist was actually made by the Seventeenth Master, and the winner was reversed in an instant.
A chill ran from Ying Fengse's soles to his forehead.
He dragged the Eternal Roof and ran to the pit, roaring wildly: Leave quickly... You leave quickly... Leave quickly!Get out of that quickly. Before the sound of the speech fell, he saw half of the amputated foot lifting up and inserting it, and piercing a Feiyufeng disciple pierced his chest and abdomen, firmly nailing it into the ground; countless mist snakes split from their limbs and feet, with varying thicknesses and large teeth on the ends. They bite the bent corpse strung on the spider's feet, making the plasma splattered everywhere, bones and skulls shattered, and almost no human shape could be identified.
The fog threads passing through the corpse were dripping with blood, and the smooth liquid beads flowed on the smooth snake body. The original form of seven virtual and three real ones no longer existed. It looked like infinitely extended, winding and stretching penis. The snake mouth at the end was cracked, revealing dense and unkempt fangs. In the blink of an eye, the corpse was eaten into a pool of mud blood, and without stopping, he turned to hunt down the people around him.
The mist cocoon on the spider's belly was held up more than three feet high. The nine spider's feet were like crooked copper and iron pillars. Although they were twisted and deformed, they were extremely stable. Countless strange snakes of penis split between the abdomen and the foot pillars, hanging and twisting, looking at it, making the scalp numb, the miserable wailing screams lasted for a moment. As the huge amount of flesh and blood overflowed and spread out like a waterfall, there was only the sound of chewing that rose and fell.
Tang Qise sat in the middle of the sea of blood, staring at her left ankle.
The knuckles of the ankle boots were stretched blue and white, which showed the force, but there was nothing left below the half-cut bone that protruded out of the wrist. The senior brother was eaten up by a ball of penis in front of him, but it was just a matter of the blink of an eye.
The bitten bone powder mixed with red and white paste sprayed his head and face. The touch was warm and sticky, but it was very cool. When he came back to his senses, he was covered with a thick layer of wet mud, and the smelly foreign object that had fallen from his eyes was scattered.
Replenishing the huge amount of blood and blood of humans, the human-faced spider finally gained enough power. After struggling back, it pulled off the slender black fog that was still accumulated in Duguji's hand, blocking the loss of vitality.
At this point, the monster has made a choice between delicious food and supplies. The twisted foot pillar quickly retreated a few steps away from the lonely lonely and standing still. After a moment of pause, he suddenly rushed towards the onlookers on the sidelines. The monster snake stretched out from his body and foot pillars, but the other side was stretched out in the opposite direction.
The screams and howling echoed in the mountain breeze, and the strong smell of blood was blowing down the peak. The square outside Zhizhiguan suddenly became a sea of Asura blood. If the massacre was not, it might be said that it was eating but it still had not stopped.
When the huge demon nibbled the sky wall and created the monster's nest, he would search for prey down the mountain to satisfy the endless hunger that had been sealed for thousands of years...
…………
Dugu Si was immersed in the void formed by the river of power, gradually forgetting time and his own existence.
This is the most fundamental and basic appearance of all things in the world. Everything here becomes very pure, and maybe it is not necessarily possible to have a good sleep.
He hadn't had a good sleep for many years. As soon as he closed his eyes, he returned to the execution ground, smelling the strong smell and blood, and hearing those wailing saliva that were hard to hear.
When people are there, they can only tell the truth.And truth is often the most difficult to bear.
He even met his brother again in the void.
People say that there is something to think about every day and dream about it at night. What’s strange is that over the years, no matter how long I look forward to it, my brother has never been to his short and chaotic dream, always fragmented, and he refuses to tell him where the body is left, and let him take his brother back to his hometown and have a little brotherhood.
He guessed that his brother was still annoyed him and refused to come.
Then I made up my mind, little steamed bun?In the river of strength, the elder brother was wearing hunting suits and straddled with a strong mane. The well-trained Haidongqing circled in the blue sky. The wind blowing from the mountains and forests was filled with a fresh green grass and rustic spirit.
That was their happiest time. There were no alien races, no wars in the Yangtu to compete for the world, no imperial family for the people, only hunting on horseback, drinking and practicing martial arts, and beautiful girls and dirty jokes.
The elder brother grinned like a child, showing his neat and beautiful white teeth, which made Dugu Ji unable to help but burst into tears.Brother...I...I...
...If you want me to say it, it’s too early, little steamed bun.Dugu Yì seemed to have not heard him, so he turned over and got off the horse, squatted across his legs, rubbed his hair with doting, and his clear and translucent eyes smiled into two curved eyebrows, but he was still very beautiful.
Don’t you still like a girl?Don't mess around here, go back to her!Dugu Ji suddenly came back to his senses, and only then did he find that a half-filled and half-full mist-shaped foreign object was holding in his hand. His hand felt wet, cold and sticky, as if he had transformed into half a snake lizard, which was extremely disgusting.
And this disgusting and fishy thing actually invaded his meridians and continuously absorbed new power from the Liuhe River. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid I'd started to swallow his flesh and blood.
...Damn it, do you think your Seventeenth Master is a tea shop?
He originally wanted to condense seven or eight invisible air walls in front of him, cut a large plate of white fog snakes, and use this eyeless thing as a revenge for food Duguji could shape the surrounding river of power, just like the plastic armor that blocked the purple gold arm, thinking that it was cheap.
The best way to deal with greedy ghosts is to starve it to death.
The eighth style of "Sword of Injury" "Sword of Injury" only has the Heart Skill but no moves, but even the Heart Skill is mysterious and can't touch the head at all. Then, the brother's silly tone is about to say it, and there is no difference between drunken words.
He always thought that the third style of defeated sword was made up the numbers by his brother. Some people said that the tenth style "The Emperor's Secret Dragon in Yutai" was Mr. Xiao's plan. He made this crazy and perverse words during the last emperor of Bichan, which combined the superstitious sayings of nursery rhymes and prophecies, implying that his brother had the true destiny of taking the emperor to replace him, and indeed won the support of the rich merchants in the East China Sea led by the Yokoura Shen family in Baiyujing.
However, after seeing the long river of power, the drunken heart technique has completely different meanings.
In the human body, the five internal organs correspond to the five elements. The four pillars of the numerology theory are also shown: the year pillar is the head, the month pillar is the chest, the day pillar is the abdomen, and the hour pillar is the lower body; Yin and Yang, the exterior and interior, cold and heat, each corresponds to the heavenly stems and earthly branches... The empty and ethereal relationship between the stems and branches, the numerology and the internal organs and meridians is fully revealed in the long river of power connecting the universe and the six combinations, and is so clear that it can directly correspond to cause and effect, which can mobilize and increase the elements in the body to cure diseases and remove injuries.
Therefore, "The Sword of Injury" is actually a brief term for "The Sword of Removing Injury and Disasters". Since then, the great way of external heaven and earth can be reflected in the small world of the three combinations of human body. The inverted yin is yang, water and fire are combined, and the hardness and softness are mutually altered, but in a moment of thought; repairing the injured body and speeding up the heavier speed, you only need to redistribute the elements.
Those who don’t know think it’s incredible, but it’s really natural.
The Seventeenth Master activated the "Sword of Injury", and in an instant, the various elements changed and the yin and yang flipped. The heaven and earth in the body became a desperate situation that could overcome the fog silk. It was like a pine needle scraping belt, and it was swallowed and stripped back from the fog silk, and it pulled the connection and prevented it from being pulled. The end of the fog silk link was exhausted, and it was only a small step away from being dispersed.
(Is it okay to love to suck? I'll teach you how to taste the sucked dry!)
I planned to suck this disgusting thing into a dry gecko. At some point, the power absorbed into my body was mixed with strong blood and pain, as if I was swallowing dozens of kilograms of blood-borne flesh.
Master Seventeen was about to vomit, and with a tsk, he let go of the ban, and the monster was able to break free; he opened his eyes and saw the sea of blood surging and snake stems dancing. Even the wind blew into the bloody stench of feces and intestines, far more than what he smelled in the void.
Not far away, a young man was covered in blood and dragged a hammer with blood-lit hair to escape. The big snake stem was approaching behind him. The young man staggered. He saw that he was not lucky. Who was Ying Fengse?
...Retreat!Dugu's silence arrived instantly, blocking the wind and the thoughts moved slightly, and the snake's stem was suddenly twisted into countless pieces. The force attached to the invisible Qi sword was completely opposite to the structure that formed the black fog. It constantly unraveled the fragments repeatedly, and finally turned into wisps of silk fog, blown away by the bitter mountain wind.
The human-faced spider made a harsh sound, and the huge foot pillars were moved sideways. More than half of the snake stems suddenly turned their heads, abandoning the adult or unadulter food under their teeth, and being fully prepared; the other half continued to hunt, and a small part reached into the collapsed courtyard wall or tiled roof, and terrifying screams began to come from Zhizhiguan.
Ten... Seventeenth Master!Ying Fengse wiped off the blood stains on his face, and tears burst out when he saw the person. His knees became weak, and he felt exhausted. He still held on his own and refused to fall down. He gritted his teeth and said: Everyone is dead... Everyone is dead!That monster... it's all my fault... Feiyu Peak... Wuwu... I was sobbing hard that I couldn't say. The back of my hand holding the hammer handle stretched out the blue veins like earthworms, but the tears of regret could not stop.
Where is your master?Dugu Ji half-held him and half-held him. The snake stem behind him rushed wildly, hitting all the invisible air wall. Suddenly the air wall folded and kneaded into a ball like paper. The snake stem that was caught in was suddenly destroyed.
The human-faced spider retreated again, hesitating for a moment, leaving only a little snake stem in front of him, while the others were hunting with all their might and striving to grow in order to cope with the sudden powerful enemy.
In... in the pit.Ying Feng looked at the distance with his hands trembling.He...he said that only the Eternal Rock can deal with monsters... monsters.
Dugu Ji opened his spiritual consciousness and sensed that the person at the bottom of the pit was stable. Although his pulse was weak, it did not look like a serious injury. His pulse was violently aroused. I don’t know if it was anger or anxiety, and he said loudly: Hello, Wei Wuyin!Can I beat this thing to death with a hammer?There was another faint heartbeat and breath in the pit, and the rhythm was very familiar, so Axue undoubtedly did.
Even though he has no internal strength and is not enough to protect himself, this guy still sacrificed his life to protect the child when life and death are in conflict.
The person at the bottom of the pit sneered hard.
It would be so simple.Let my apprentice bring it, and I find a way to open it.Only when it is turned on can it be used.
What is the Marquis doing?Give you Elder Wei a raid?
There are a few that can be saved, only you can do it here.When I beg you.He could almost imagine the stern look of a zombie man closing his eyes and bowing his head.
Please, Master Hou.Please save me Longting Mountain, please don’t...don’t die anymore.
(Can I only... be able to do it?)
Then that's it.Brother, in this world... Maybe there is something that must be mine.And that ugly girl.You will definitely like her.
Leave it to your Seventeenth Master.The Marquis Luotuo turned around with a long smile, and the air around him fluctuated. In an instant, thousands of swords came out, and the sound of breaking through the air was endless. The invisible sword energy cut and shot through almost every snake stem. With the help of the remaining force, he pushed the human-faced spider several feet and crashed into the entire wall.
The monster... is coming to die!
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