Just after Qin Lang injected a burst of vitality into the inside of the tattered 'straw hat' like a convulsion, almost at the same moment, a huge suction force came out of the tattered 'straw hat', and Qin Lang's palm was firmly attached to the cold air.
On the brim of the hat.
"Damn, there's something weird." Qin Lang wanted to pull his palm away, but it was as if it was stuck with glue, and he couldn't even pull it open even if the skin of his hand was torn.
It doesn't matter if it's just stuck. What makes Qin Lang frightened is that the suction force of the 'straw hat' is getting stronger and stronger. The vitality that he had injected from the previous convulsion has lost contact with him and disappeared without a trace.
, and the 'Straw Hat' seemed to be like a hungry man. After tasting the delicious food, he got out of hand.
"Oops, this straw hat is actually sucking the vitality from my body?" Qin Lang shouted in horror. He had never encountered this kind of situation before. When he was repairing the righteousness pagoda in the ancient mine, Qin Lang was almost sucked to death by the pagoda.
But at that time, there was a cave spirit guarding me, so that no matter what situation I encountered, I could be sure that everything would be safe, at least my life would be safe.
But now it's different. Not to mention that Dong Ling is currently focusing all his body and mind on transplanting the belly beast eggs, and has no time to care about Qin Lang. Of course, if Qin Lang is really in danger of life and death, Dong Ling will definitely not take care of him.
He put down the Belly Beast Egg without hesitation and protected Qin Lang immediately, but in that case, the transplantation of the Belly Beast Egg would have failed.
Moreover, this tattered 'straw hat' is different from the Righteousness Pagoda. It sucks Qin Lang's whole body into it.
Of course, Qin Lang couldn't let this unknown thing succeed easily. If he really followed its will, he might be able to suck him into a human being. Qin Lang resisted with all his strength, sealing his palms to prevent the slightest bit of vitality from leaking out.
Vent, and at the same time gather all the vitality in the body into the Dantian.
On the small golden pagoda, four complete crystals of vitality have been condensed. Normally, these crystals of vitality would always shake slightly and irregularly, like bells. But at this time, they were all shaken by a wave of energy.
The invisible force pulled it in the direction of the ragged straw hat.
Only then did Qin Lang realize. How could he, who was always cautious and timid, inject vitality into it unexpectedly? He had no such idea at all. But he just did it. What was going on?
Boom boom boom!
Qin Lang's left fist kept hitting the tattered 'straw hat', without a trace of vitality, relying solely on the tyrannical force of his body to bombard him. While blasting forward, his feet also kept kicking, with the help of the counter-shock.
Qin Lang desperately tried to escape from the tattered 'straw hat'.
Under Qin Lang's crazy bombardment, what he responded to was the motionless movement of the tattered 'straw hat' and the stronger suction force. And with Qin Lang's palm as the center, the hair lines on the 'straw hat' actually moved and converged.
Around Qin Lang's palm, the trajectory was very mysterious, seeming to form a wonderful pattern, or a small formation.
Immediately afterwards, those scalp-numbing black hair lines actually climbed up Qin Lang's palm, squirming like tiny black filaments on the back of his hand, and even spread towards his arms.
These hair-like black lines became more and more dense, and in an instant, Qin Lang's entire palm was covered, making it look like it was dyed with ink.
"What's going on?" Qin Lang was shocked. At this moment, his palms lost all feeling, as if they were no longer his own palms, but part of this tattered 'straw hat'.
Qin Lang had a bad feeling. If these hair-like black lines continued to spread, his body might no longer belong to him.
"Qin Lang, cut off your arm quickly, don't let it be eroded by these lines." Dong Ling's voice finally came out. He had just successfully transplanted the belly beast egg into Xiao Si's body and connected it with his blood. He just breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he discovered Qin Lang's desperate situation.
Qin Lang didn't hesitate. He had no choice. Originally, he was already prepared to call the cave spirit to help him even if he gave up the transplantation of the belly beast egg. But now the cave spirit didn't say anything.
, directly letting himself break his arm, it means that even the cave spirit has no other way.
Resolutely and resolutely, Qin Lang thought, and the sword pattern on his right wrist flashed, or a golden sword light appeared, and he struck a sword towards his wrist.
Whoosh!
Qin Lang barely felt a trace of pain, and his body was separated from his palm. Before blood could spurt out from the broken palm, Qin Lang completely sealed the veins.
Holding his severed palm, Qin Lang retreated in horror. He looked at his palm, and within a moment, it was completely swallowed up by the black hair lines, and then gradually dissipated and merged into the tattered 'straw hat'.
His palm just disappeared?
Qin Lang took a breath of cold air. Although he escaped the disaster, he became a cripple. So far in his practice, this was the worst time Qin Lang suffered.
Looking at his severed palm, the bright red flesh and blood left Qin Lang speechless for a long time. It would be fine to cut off his left hand, but why should he cut off his right hand? I am not left-handed. How awkward will it be to hold chopsticks with my left hand in the future?
"It doesn't matter, I can help you reattach the Broken Hand. Now leave here, hide away, and don't touch this thing again. You have been living in vain for so long. You dare to touch something that you don't know the details of."
?" Dong Ling glanced at the tattered 'straw hat' and said in a low voice to Qin Lang.
When he heard that his broken palm could be reattached, Qin Lang almost jumped up with excitement. He didn't bother to explain to the cave spirit. He obediently followed the cave spirit's words, hid from a distance, and left cautiously.
After traveling underground for more than ten miles, there was finally soil above his head. Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief and headed towards the ground. After breaking through the soil and seeing the dazzling sunshine, Qin Lang felt like he had been reborn.
However, what really needs to be reborn is his own palm.
"Tongye, did you just say that there is a way to regrow my palm?" Qin Lang didn't dare to call Xiaodong at this time. Dongye, that's Dongye who can save himself from being disabled.
"You are not injured, but completely separated. It is impossible to be reborn. Unless you can cultivate to the realm of Tianxin." Dongling shook his head and said.
"Ah, then I..." Qin Lang was about to cry but had no tears. Could it be that he would become a one-armed hero in the future?
"Don't worry, although I can't grow it back, I can give you a new hand, but I just don't know if you dare to take it." Dong Ling seemed to be hesitant, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, but he was finally relieved.
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"Yes, why don't you dare to ask for it? As long as it keeps me from being disabled. Please pick it up for me, Dongye." With tears in his eyes, Qin Lang stretched out his broken wrist to the Dongling.
"Okay, it would be a waste to leave it alone anyway. I also want to see how powerful the devil's right hand can be, and I'm afraid only you can control this hand!" Dongling took a long breath,