Five hundred and thirtieth chapters a mass of paste
The color on Lone Star's face is slightly chaotic, but it's not too messy.
Now that things have happened, the methods used by the Nascent Soul monk named "Tian Yicheng" in front of him are obviously specially prepared for himself. He has been sleeping in the depths of Qianlong Bay for many years, and he just woke up not long ago, just out of curiosity.
I was distracted and paid attention to the ancient treasure that was suspected to contain the way of heaven, and thus accidentally resonated with the constant pull of the "Imperial Black Tiger Heart", so it was targeted by many powerful people and forced to escape. Obviously, this was a target.
Your own special bureau.
It's just that just one Nascent Soul can make him retreat, which is really impossible.
Moreover, I also have to try my psychic powers.
This is called "willfulness", this is the emotion that normal creatures should have, he thought in his heart.
Holding down the inexplicable aura that was about to be out of control due to the approach of the strange golden thread, the dozens of severed hands suspended in the air suddenly dissipated and were annihilated. Wisps of thick black mist lingered around the severed hands.
, he returned to his original appearance in an instant. At the same time, his chest began to cave in rapidly, and a blood-colored hole that looked like a dissolution suddenly penetrated, but he saw blue waves wandering in it, as if they were condensed from the purest spiritual power, accompanied by
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, the viscous blue waves began to rotate rapidly. After a while, a huge suction force was generated, and the violent breath began to gather from all directions, rushing towards the entrance of the cave.
"Destiny!"
Lone Star gave a low drink and spit out two ordinary words, but the wisps of restlessness that were about to gather in his chest suddenly found the source of the intertwined fates, and immediately reversed, and the countercurrent turned into a ray of brilliance, sweeping away Yuan Yuan not far away.
The infant monk Tian Yicheng was shrouded in it, making it difficult to advance or retreat.
Tian Yicheng's originally gentle and smooth face had criss-crossing wrinkles accumulating at a speed visible to the naked eye. The breath of life was passing away quickly. I'm afraid it wouldn't take long before it would turn into a pile of loess like a mortal.
Tian Yicheng looked like a decayed sculpture at this moment. Only his relatively agile eyes turned around. He glanced upwards and saw that his fat figure, together with the tiger-riding Taoist who was transformed from a paper man, was flying aside, like rotten wood.
Like a dangerous wall, Lone Star immediately penetrated all of this. Turning slightly sideways, he discovered the figure of the other party, appearing in front of and to his left.
So concocted.
After several attempts, Tian Yicheng was still there. Apart from his slightly buoyant aura, he had not suffered any real damage. However, Lone Star lost his patience because the strange golden thread had gotten closer and spread along the strange gap of the surrounding death energy.
Come on, the speed is not slow but increasing.
Damn it!
Lone Star no longer tried to repeat his old tricks, but tried to float up and get rid of his rut. At the same time, he continued to move his hands, condensing the death energy into lingering air waves, and went straight to block the strange gap of the death energy.
"Compared with the flesh-condensed bodies of sea beasts and monks, there is still a difference between the monks themselves!" Tian Yicheng, who had always been relatively calm, spoke, but without stopping at all, he took out a body-protecting magic weapon, and continued
Throwing out three talismans, the thunder light flying all over the sky immediately dispersed a lot of the death energy that was coming towards him, and the surrounding area became clear and clear.
It seems that in order to save spiritual power and time, these levels are not low. At least the fourth-level talismans are activated extremely fast. It seems that special methods have been blessed in advance, and the lone star without weapons and talismans is completely lost in the limited time.
He kept moving around in the space, but still a small amount of the golden threads found the gap, piercing through his ankles and shoulders.
"Such a method is not something you and your strength can use. It's despicable!"
"You are just a Heavenly Dao, why do you think so much?" Tian Yicheng looked solemn. While persuading and disturbing the other party, he was distracted and manipulated. From talismans to magic weapons, there was no pause at all. The layout seemed chaotic, but in fact there were many calculations. "The means are indeed true.
It’s not mine, surrender to me and accompany me to achieve greatness, I will treat you well!”
"wishful thinking!"
"I can do it with the Xuan Hu Xin, why can't I? The way of heaven exists in the world, doesn't it have value only for us and other monks to use it? With your little intelligence, how can you walk in this world?" You two come to me.
They went forward, dodging each other's golden wire lashes and deadly attacks, but their mouths didn't stop.
"Why can monks get the great way, but I can't? Are monks superior to others?"
"It's a good question, but it's a pity that you don't have a chance." Tian Yicheng suddenly stopped. At least eight clones were separated from the original body, separated into different directions, and their breaths were uniform. They either pinched their fingers and chanted, or used magic weapons, or took the initiative.
After absorbing the death energy, the golden threads that had penetrated into the gap around Lone Star suddenly glowed brightly, transforming into six golden talismans. Each talisman twisted and turned rapidly. When I looked at it again, they looked like six people.
appearance.
This is not good!
The person who has seen the clearest appearance is Lone Star, the former owner of Chili Xuan Huxin. He secretly said something bad and was about to think of a way to escape, but the six phantoms had already started to move. They were either meditating or whispering,
Either scrutinizing it, getting lost, looking scornfully, or being arrogant, thousands of whirlpools are generated out of thin air all around, like the twinkling star clusters in the night sky, each one gradually appears deeper and more introverted, but they are clear to each other and have clear boundaries.
Come back!
In the dark, Lone Star could only hear this voice echoing in his ears, endlessly.
In an instant, he only felt that some of the memories he had inherited from his previous master began to become blurry, out of sequence, and disappeared. All he was left with was hunger, only loneliness, only pain, only desire, and only the memories of those creatures with low intelligence.
Instincts are like the ones you were born with just after waking up from the heaven.
Hiss, running away is the best option!
This dog knows me so well!
What I have to separate now are probably my memories that are no different from those of a monk. Once successful, I will become a pure and flawless way of heaven. Even if I can retain some spiritual wisdom, I will be no different from those muddled creatures.
No, I don't want to! Never!
He thought this in his mind, and then the thought was pulled away, and he could no longer think of what he had just thought. Fortunately, another similar thought happened to appear, and he quickly controlled the death energy around him that was still under his control, and condensed it.
It formed two pure black barriers, one inside and one outside, like two soft shells, completely surrounding itself, trying to eliminate the influence of the golden thread triggering the image, and even the sound could not penetrate it.
Come back!
Come back!
However, the voice is still there and the influence is still there, but the force of extracting the memory is weakened by three points.
Lone Star no longer dares to be willful. Even this hesitant thought may be removed soon. It is obvious that this whisk magical weapon is specially made to restrain himself. If he wants to destroy himself, he may not be able to do it here.
People can do it, but he originally thought it would not be easy to return to his origin. But now it seems that his will is still integrated with this "Tiansha Lone Star" of heaven, or his own origin.
Not very good.
Most of the spiritual intelligence I possess now are external objects, obtained from the remaining memories of the six previous owners.
This is me!
Haha, Lone Star laughed to himself, secretly thinking that what he said to himself not long ago was childish, but soon he didn't know why he was laughing. Fortunately, the idea of avoiding disaster was innate, so he quickly made a decision.
, he grabbed his left arm with his right hand, and pieces of flesh and blood fell off, revealing a piece of white bone the size of a palm and shaped like a fang.
That piece of white bone was strangely born, vertically embedded in the humerus of the upper arm. As the flesh and blood peeled off, the twisted patterns on the white bone suddenly burst into a ball of cold black fire. Lone Star grabbed this strange white bone and patted it in front of him.
, a small portion of the surging blue waves rushed out and merged with it. The electric light and flint dissolved the surrounding space, transforming into a door that he didn't know where to go, but he knew who it was pointing to.
The edge of the door was twisted like an insect bite, frantically resisting the squeeze of the surrounding space.
That's all, Lone Star thought in his mind. Although he was still unwilling to give in, he didn't dare to hesitate at all and jumped into this space crack.
At this time, the first black air barrier that originally surrounded the surroundings collapsed and rolled inward for no reason, and was pulled into the spatial rift first. As the object filled in, the spatial rift suddenly shrank by too much.
, the fang-shaped white bones also suddenly lost their support and fell off and flew away. Lone Star quickly put the object away.
Unfortunately, the spatial rift narrowed again and disappeared in an instant.
this……
How could luck be so bad?
Lone Star's eyes were locked deeply, and he was about to think about the reason, but this idea suddenly disappeared, leaving him alone standing in front of the dissipated space crack. He did not dare to neglect, taking advantage of the fact that there was still an outer black shell to block the other party's prying eyes, and once again
Try, in order to avoid being disturbed by Tian Yicheng, he actually knew that the other party had no time to be distracted. On the one hand, he was quite confident in the barrier he had formed. On the other hand, he knew that the other party had to struggle to control the few pieces of protection he had just sacrificed.
Magical weapon, and dancing with the golden thread at the same time to extract his memory, his energy is already stretched thin.
Although the method is sharp, it is a pity that it is not your own. This is the only weakness in the opponent's seemingly complete preparations.
He snorted in his heart, and then forgot what he had just thought, leaving only an inexplicable emotion.
Huh? What did I think about just now?
Lone Star only felt that the sea of consciousness was like a ball of sticky paste. He quickly tried to activate the fangs and bones again while he was still thinking of escaping. This time he no longer dared to take any chances. The space rift had just opened.
He abandoned half of his body and dove in.
…………
The cave of Wan Ling Xie Jun.
I don’t know what kind of existence "Master Yunxing" is? Is he the former slave of Wanling, or the follower of "Kui Jijun" who occupied this magpie nest, or is it "Kuiji Jun" himself, or maybe
Are these two similar beings in front of me, just high-level minions?
Are there any other treasures that can be used in the cave?
How can I trade with Wanling to get it successfully?
Jiang Feng couldn't help but think about it, and then he pinched his right index finger again, feeling the real touch on his side, and returned to reality from his dreamlike longing. He was now convinced that the demon dragon beside him
Jun, compared to Kun Taidou, is a more terrifying existence. He can interfere with his thoughts and make him unconsciously ignore the current danger.
In other words, his fighting skills may be mediocre, but he can make your consciousness become chaotic, like a ball of mud, and you will unconsciously forget the most important things.
No, what do I think about his fighting ability? Am I trying to escape and be influenced again invisibly? As long as I have thoughts, will I be distorted? Jiang Feng quickly pinched his index finger again, feeling a weak pain.
He returned to reality. This was also a method of resistance he had just discovered. As long as he gave himself a little pain according to the rules, he could find himself again.
It was now approaching the end of the Yong Road. Jiang Feng had never walked on this road. Perhaps it was hidden behind a secret door before. In front of it was an empty altar, with only a stone bed that was more than ten feet long and six feet wide.
, when he got closer and looked closer, there was a human-shaped dent on it. Seeing this, the two people holding him next to him let go.
"Lie down."
Jiang Feng couldn't refuse. He found that the dent matched him very well and seemed to have been prepared a long time ago. What's the use of this thing? I didn't see anything special. He immediately pinched himself before he was affected again.
, and quickly asked:
"Kuiji-kun, what do you want?" Jiang Feng just wants to delay now, because every time his thoughts are normal, he can't maintain them for long. He has tried continuing to rely on pain to keep his thoughts clear, but the effect is even worse.
"Get the treasure," Kun Taidou on the side didn't seem to want to conceal the purpose of his trip, he said first, "You won't die immediately, I will transform you into a demon puppet to fight for me, but if you dare to struggle and resist,
I will hand you over to him." He pointed to Long Jun, who was frowning at the side, "He will refine you into elixirs."
"But his methods are very poor, and he likes to use the essence and blood of living people to refine it. Although you may live longer this way." Kun Taidou added with cracked lips. After saying this, he collected the coral magic weapon and looked at the ten thousand people from the air.
The light group where Lingxie Lord was hiding said, "Kuiji Lord, stop hiding, it's not your fault that you are ugly." He smiled and said, not as deep and reserved as Long Jun, and there was nothing serious along the way.
appearance.
You can be as ugly as you want, and being ugly doesn't affect your strength.
Jiang Feng pinched his fingers again to get rid of these useless thoughts. He turned his head and looked at the ball of light. A short figure less than four feet jumped out of the ball of light. However, he saw that the face was red and the hair was curly.
He has messy eyes and thick nostrils, occupying almost half of his face. The most important thing is that he has a tail that is nearly ten feet long, like a snake's tail but without scales. It is covered with colorful protrusions. At first glance, he can't help but feel a surge of emotion
A chill.
It's really ugly.
How should I escape now? With his thoughts turning, Jiang Feng tried his best to save himself and said, "Kuiji Lord, no matter whether you are really the Evil Lord of All Spirits or not, I can still do things for you. We had an agreement before."
"There is indeed an agreement." Wan Ling's voice became hoarse, as if there was no need to cover up the old traces anymore, "It's a pity that your cultivation progress is too slow, and more than one person is coveting your ancient treasure. I can't wait. Besides, Mingming
During this time, I had a premonition that something big was about to happen, and if I were trapped here, I would just sit there and wait for death."
event?
Jiang Feng didn't dare to think deeply, and he couldn't understand it. Fortunately, Long Jun didn't interfere with his thoughts this time, but Kun Taidou didn't seem to listen, and there was a bit of sarcasm on his face, "Kui Jijun, your bullshit premonition
, It’s not accurate at all. Why, even though you, the three of us, have gained the most from this Dongfu inheritance, you think you are the Evil Lord of All Spirits himself? Bah! Let me tell you, in the end everything has to rely on our brothers to work together. Just sit on your own
If you study here without anyone around to prove it, you won't be able to achieve the great truth. After not being in the sea for so many years, I don't think you know how to separate the water and ride the waves, right? Hahaha, will you forget this when you practice?"
"Shut up!"
Mr. Kui Ji's breath escaped from his body with this cold threat. The three people in front of him all felt their hearts tremble at the same time. It seemed that someone was holding their necks. They had difficulty breathing. They were not going to die soon. They even had a sense of negativity and world-weariness.
, I want to commit suicide and stop practicing cultivation.
"Oh, my skills have improved!"
Long Jun, who was beside him, was the first to get rid of this influence, and his frowning eyebrows relaxed completely this time, "Kui Jijun, although your cultivation level has always been the highest among the three of us, don't forget, when we became sworn brothers,
, I am the eldest brother."
"Yes, big brother!" Mr. Kui Ji suddenly lost his temper like a child who made a mistake, "It's my third brother, Kun Tai, who is so quarrelsome. I'm worried that it might be bad if he reveals too many secrets."
"What's there to worry about a comatose and dying person?" Kun Taidou woke up the second time and argued.
"He's not dead yet, and he's not unconscious." Long Jun glanced at Kun Taidou, who involuntarily took a step back, but saw Long Jun slap Jiang Feng on the face, "Don't pretend, I know the Tower of Eternity is there
Help you, wake up early."
Jiang Feng had no choice but to open his eyes and look at the three people in front of him pretending to be innocent. Because of the Tower of Eternity, he did wake up immediately and got rid of the dizzying and even fatal influence, but he knew that the two people in front of him would soon wake up.
He would also wake up, so he didn't take the opportunity to escape. After all, there was still the fake Wanling Kuiji Lord beside him.
However, before Long Jun used any means to interfere with him, he hurriedly said, "The ancient treasure Eternity Tower has been fused with me. Taking it by force will only be harmful to it. Besides, it has not been completely repaired, and you won't be able to do it if you take it."
use."
"That's my business, I have my own concerns." The ugly-looking Mr. Kui Ji took a step forward, took out his blue-spotted hands from his sleeves, and groped up and down Jiang Feng's body for a long time with his thin and long fingers.
"This body should be able to withstand it."
"Second brother, if you sent a message to us, you wouldn't want to use that method, would you?" Kun Taidou, who was quick-tongued, saw the clues first.