The Reincarnation Art is useless, and your hands and feet are bound. In this case, any struggle will become futile.
Long Wenmu raised his head and roared, with a shrill feeling, after all, this was a pain that teared the body apart.
In a short period of time, Long Wenmu's body was stained with blood. His skin and flesh shattered, and blood fountains surged. In addition to his body quickly breaking down in receiving power beyond the load, even the spirit of resistance gradually became depressed.
You're going to die.
When even the Reincarnation Art is ineffective, I have no means to resist. This gathering of power is far from exhausted, and it is undoubtedly a delusion to accept it all.
Under the violent impact of the tyranny, one's dantian continues to be on the verge of breaking. The dantian of a practitioner is the root. If the dantian is broken, the least the cultivation will be dispersed, and the worst will the body die and disappear.
The power that pours into the dantian is numerous and complex, and all types of elements are poured in. The repulsive power is colliding. Every time the aftermath of the collision expands into the whole body, countless bloody mouths will burst out from Long Wenmu.
His current state is like a confrontation with thousands of troops in his body. It is not surprising when he can burst out this weak body.
Although the Reincarnation Art is in operation, this magic technique is far from coping with the current situation. Once upon a time, the magic technique that could even reconcile the power of ice and fire is now struggling to maintain the peace of various forces. However, this balance is gradually collapsed.
The Reincarnation Art is a magic trick he began to practice at the end of his life. Long Wenmu once relied on it to get rid of danger several times. But this time, even the Reincarnation Art could not save him.
The last strand of mind that Long Wenmu maintained was like a spider silk hanging with dewdrops, which might break in the next moment.
His body has been destroyed by the impact of the internal force, and he is already a bloody man.
Consciousness is sinking... perception is also disappearing...
And it is in this situation...
roar!
The roar of thunder that was truly the same as a monster resounded throughout the ancient tower.
At that moment, the disappearing consciousness was rekindled, and the pain in the whole body suddenly stings the nerves.
Long Wenmu's red eyes opened again at this moment, and in his bloody eyes, there were slender pupils.
Scales grow from under the skin, and cracks on the body are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The bones were exploding like a broken thunder, and the finger claws became sharp.
Long Wenmu grinned, and his sharp teeth blew together.
Demonize!
This is a skill that the Black Dragon Palace has been exploring. Long Wenmu has also used this kind of power when he is out of control.
Throw away the appearance of a person, throw away the flesh and blood of a person, throw away the muscles and bones of a person... what is left is the fierce beast heart!
The most primitive wildness exploded from the inside out, as if it was to tear all the shackles apart. After the demonization, the body's ability to withstand exponentially, and even the impact of that power seemed to be able to withstand it!
...
Everyone heard the roar on the lower floor of the tower.
"What's going on?" Du Tianming asked.
He is on the fourth floor and on the same floor as Qin Ling.
He was seriously injured when he was traversing the sixth floor before, so he had no choice but to retreat here and join forces with Qin Ling to get a chance to breathe.
Qin Ling held the sword tightly and shook his head constantly.
It has changed from the beginning to the same. The elemental spirits stopped and did not say that they were dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The elemental spirits that were originally filled with the entire floor are now less than half of them, and the remaining half will disappear in a short period of time.
In perception, the elemental powers after these elemental spirits dissipated seemed to be gathering towards higher floors. As for the reason, no one knows.
Qin Ling once took this opportunity to explore the third floor, but the third floor had been empty for a long time and could not even see a spirit of element.
The third floor has no elemental spirit, and the first and second floors must be the same. This feeling is like something is pulling the power of the entire tower.
The fourth layer of elemental power disappeared, followed by the fifth layer, the sixth layer...
Tianhe on the seventh floor was full of courage, and all the elemental spirits fighting with him stopped. The elemental spirits that stopped moving were rapidly atomizing, and bright light rushed to the higher floor.
"What exactly happened?" Tianhe said to himself.
The reason is unknown, but the only thing that can be imagined is that all this may have nothing to do with Long Wenmu. Because the emergence of the mutation is that after he climbed to the top, it is only possible that he did something on it.
Tianhe drew his sword and cut off the unmoving elemental spirit in front of him with one sword. However, no elemental stone fell down, and the cut off body slowly turned into fluorescent spots and drifted away.
Tianhe put away his long sword and wanted to go upstairs to find out, but he was blocked by some invisible force at the entrance of the floor and could not enter at all.
...
On the ninth floor, here is the intersection of elemental forces, where the power of the entire tower gathers.
A chaotic storm swept here, and where Long Wenmu was located was the eye of this storm.
The scales on his body were almost peeling off, and blood was splattering. Even if it was demonized, he could not bear all the pressure safely.
The solid body is rupturing and healing rapidly under amazing recovery. Destruction and regeneration, two completely opposite phenomena exist at the same time.
Long Wenmu was panting like a cow, and waves of wild beasts were rolling in his throat.
Although his body and sound are no different from wild animals, there is still a hint of clarity in his pupils.
Many things were beyond his expectations. He had also used demonization in the past, but at that time, demonization was bound to be accompanied by the burial of reason.
However, now, unexpectedly, a trace of reason is still retained.
What pours into one's body is not only the power of elements, but also some invisible thing. It is this kind of thing that invisibly enhances one's soul.
Only when the soul is powerful can it be able to remain awake when demonized.
The dantian is in chaos, and countless forces are mixed and repelled here. Only the Rebirth of the Art of Rebirth can calm the chaos in the dantian to a certain extent, so the speed of the Rebirth of the Art of Rebirth exceeds any previous one.
The technique of reincarnation, demonization, and these methods that were accidentally obtained in the past have become the foundation of my life now. Except for any of them, I have now died of a destruction.
I don’t know how long this process lasted. At some point, Long Wenmu seemed to notice that the power pouring into his body was no longer so violent and gradually showed a tendency to weaken.
Suddenly I heard a sigh in my ear.
"In this way, my existence finally makes sense."
He held Long Wenmu's hand a little loosened. Long Wenmu's blurry gaze turned over and saw the woman showing a warm smile, then he leaned forward.
Without the strength to dodge, he was completely embraced by the woman. A pure force instantly swam all over his limbs and bones. In the dark, something in his body was undergoing earth-shaking changes.
The severe pain in the body disappeared, as if immersed in a warm current.
The surroundings have become empty, without the constraints of the body and soul, and consciousness is traveling through the endless Haoyu.
It seems to be in the universe, connected to the stars and the sun and the moon.
This is a feeling that has never been seen before, a wonderful experience that transcends human perception.
He seemed to be lying in the endless void, which was the end of the universe. In the distant place beneath him, three huge stars lined up side by side from large to small, and the beam of light penetrated them through them.
In the border of this void, there are different worlds and different laws. The truths that cannot be seen with the naked eye that constitute this world are like arrows that penetrate themselves through them.
Many of the confusions in the past suddenly became clear at this moment. The origin of this world seems to be within reach...
There were also some fragmented scenes flashing through my mind...the towering ancient trees covering the world, as well as under the trees, a man, a woman, an old man, and three figures looking at me...
…”Long Wenmu…”
...
"Hey...Long Wenmu..."
...
"Long Wenmu..."
...
Long Wenmu only felt that he had experienced such a long sleep for billions of years, and his tiredness came, thinking that he would never wake up.
There is a call in my ears, and that call becomes the only connection between myself and the world.
The sleepiness was awakened, and the haze dissipated. I opened my eyes slowly, and there was a light shining into the darkness in my vision.
Long Wenmu had no sense of his limbs. After opening and closing his eyelids twice, the things in front of him gradually became clear.
He could feel the blood flowing in his body, and his soft hands and feet slowly regained the power of movement. Long Wenmu supported himself and slowly got up.
"Long Wenmu, have you woken up?"
This is Yun Jia's voice, right in his ears, very urgent and anxious.
"Um?"
After a pause, Long Wenmu finally woke up and saw Yun Jia kneeling in front of him, holding his cheeks in both hands, and their faces were almost pressed against each other.
Yun Jia's face was full of sorrow, and she seemed to be a little scared, and even her two black eyebrows were frowning.
"It looks so good." Long Wenmu suddenly said without a name.
Seeing Yun Jia Jiao Rong dissipated, he was replaced by shyness and a red face.
"What are you saying!" Yun Jia pushed hard and pushed Long Wenmu directly.
Long Wenmu was lying on the ground, his hands and feet were still weak, and he was humming.
Is it still natural to praise people for being good-looking?
It was a joke with Yun Jia, who told her to be frowning. Compared to this, Long Wenmu sighed more in his heart - he was still alive.
What happened before is vivid. To be honest, Long Wenmu really thought he was dead.
Sit up again, and then you have time to look around.
Yun Jia knelt beside him and pouted, with rubble all around him, so this place should be the ninth floor.
What surprised Long Wenmu was that there was a barrier around him and Yunjia, which was the barrier of the Border Pearl.
The Realm Bead should be controlled by Yun Jia, but it was used for some reason.
After seeing it again, I realized it.
Outside the barrier, Tianhe and Du Tianming were also there, and both seemed to be a little surprised by their awakening. Du Tianming's expression was a little hatred, and Tianhe showed more confusion.
Qin Ling stood outside the barrier, just standing between Yun Jia and Tian He, as if he was intentional to stand here. The long sword was not sheathed and was still held in his hand.
The atmosphere was a bit tense.
"My friend Long is awake." Tianhe took the lead and spoke happily, with a joke. "My friend is not only qualified but also has a very tough life. You have been sleeping for a whole day."
Long Wenmu sat upright with Yun Jia's support and squeezed out a smiley expression toward him.
Have you been sleeping all day? I thought of something and quickly investigated my lower body.
Looking inside, his dantian was still intact, which made Long Wenmu breathe a lot of relief.
If the Dantian is destroyed and all cultivation is destroyed, Long Wenmu will not even have a place to cry.
In that case, the dantian was not damaged, which is a blessing in disgrace.
Then he investigated the situation in his dantian, but this investigation made him frown.
The Dantian is peaceful, but I can’t bear to look at it in my Dantian.
The two demon marks were as always, but the places outside the demon marks had completely become a state of mixed colors.
Looking inside, the dantian was colorful, and countless elements filled it.
It was strange. Long Wenmu knew how rich and violent the elemental power in the dantian was. This size was not logically acceptable to his own dantian.
In addition, various repulsive forces were mixed together and they were unexpectedly at peace.