Dongluo, who had been in a coma for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, his head was a little confused, and he hadn't figured out the current situation, but at first glance, he saw a man in white surrounded by red lotus karmic fire attacking him.

As the man in white walked forward, a silk thread shot out from each of his fingertips, and involuntarily wrapped around Dongluo's limbs.

Dongluo, who had just woken up from a coma, had seen such a battle, and his brows couldn't help but thrust out, but when he was about to tear off the silk threads that bound his limbs.

The silk threads disappeared strangely, leaving only a little thread still on the fingertips of the man in white.

The thread disappeared, and Dongluo moved his limbs, and it didn't feel like anything unusual was happening, but he knew it was definitely not a good thing.

When Dongluo was still wondering what this silk thread was, ripples suddenly appeared on the lake in his heart.

The corpse Jiao, who was fighting with Zheng Guantao, also had kung fu and said: "Be careful, this is the puppet technique of the Yin and Yang family, and the person who is recruited is like a marionette, and life and death are up to people." To crack the puppetry, either kill the caster or cut the thread so that it cannot control the puppet. ”

Dongluo knew a little what the silk thread that had just tied his limbs was, it was the thread in the corpse Jiao's mouth, and when the silk thread appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air, Dongluo knew that he might have been tricked.

As for killing the spell caster, Dongluo glanced at the man in white, Ye Baisheng, and gave up this plan, just with his current shallow martial arts cultivation, plus his tenth-layer physique that had been polished in the secret territory of the Dragon Gate, it might not be enough for Ye Baisheng to kill.

But if you cut the thread, Dongluo won't have a clue, you can't see it, what to cut? Even if you see it, what will you take?

Dongluo sighed, in the final analysis, cultivation is still a process of paying attention to experience, and he, a novice in the cultivation world, is not only lacking in these two aspects, but also not.

And the battle between cultivators is often a collision of martial arts and Taoism, not like a fight on the battlefield, straight and rampage, if the battle between cultivators is also so reckless, under normal circumstances, it will suffer a big loss.

The only thing that Dongluo can do at the moment is his physical body, which is equivalent to the tenth layer of the Martial Arts Cutting Pulp Realm, and Dongluo, who has no frown at all about how to cut the silk thread, wants to mobilize the internal qi condensed by the Yi Jin Sutra in his body, and tries to break the silk threads that bind his limbs.

But when he mobilized, he found that the internal qi in his body had dried up, and it disappeared out of thin air, with no trickle left.

He didn't know anything about what happened after he fell into a coma, but the internal qi in his body disappeared out of thin air, and Dongluo could guess who did it with his feet.

Dongluo glanced at the location of his dantian sea with some anger, except for the true dragon who had never seen much of the world and took over his body as soon as he came out of the Dragon Gate Secret Realm and slipped around the clouds a few times, he really couldn't think of anyone else who could make the internal qi in his body disappear out of thin air.

Dongluo glared at his dantian sea again, and before he could retract his gaze, a voice sounded in his sea of knowledge.

"Boy, you scolded me so many times in the secret territory of Longmen, and the old lady hasn't come to you yet! You are starting to stare at me again? You stare at me again, do you know that when you were unconscious, the kid who was now circling around around you pointed his sword at me, and in that instant, he was almost wiped out by this heaven and earth, if you are not afraid of being wiped out by this heaven and earth, you can stare hard!"

Listening to the female voice that sounded in Zhihai, he quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to look at Dantian Hai anymore, although he didn't know what happened when he was unconscious, but he believed that what the real dragon said was absolutely true.

Just kidding, the true dragon son of heaven, the true dragon son of heaven, the true dragon is the son of heaven, if someone points at him with a sword, if God is not angry, is it still called God?

Dongluo retracted his gaze, and the voice of the real dragon sounded in his sea of consciousness again, "That's right! This is a bit of a human pet! As a human pet, your whole person is mine, what's wrong with using a little bit of your internal qi?"

People pet you, uncle. Is it excessive? Of course it is excessive. Isn't it hard that your mother didn't teach you not to mess with other people's things without their permission?

If it weren't for the fact that you were born of heaven and earth, you would have to say that your dragon has no tutor.

Of course, he only dared to think about it, if he really said it, even if the real dragon forgave him, maybe God would not forgive him.

The thumb-sized Dongluo soul body gritted its teeth and said, "Not too much, not too much, not too much at all." ”

Ye Baisheng, who was jumping up and down, finally stopped, "Boy, although I don't know how you made heaven and earth suppress me just now, but now it's impossible." Although I don't have a small world yet, I can still do it if I want to temporarily isolate the world. ”

Ye Baishang was obviously deeply frightened of being rejected and suppressed by heaven and earth just now, otherwise he would not have stopped doing it at the beginning except for releasing some silk threads, but chose to isolate heaven and earth first.

Ye Baishang continued: "I know that the cause and effect technique that my Yin Yang Family is best at will not be of much use in front of you, so I will let you see the history and harm of the Yin Yang Family's puppet technique. ”

Ye Baisheng's eyes were still blood-red, but there was a charming power coming from his pupils, like whispering, Ye Baishang said softly: "What about the King of Han of the Great Zhou? ”

Ye Baisheng's hands were stretched out, and there were countless silk threads from his fingertips, and there was a puppet under the silk threads.

Ye Baisheng looked at the puppet in front of him with strange eyes, and the puppet's face, which had blurred facial features, slowly cleared up, and gradually turned into the appearance of winter falling.

Ye Baishang sprayed a mouthful of blood on the puppet, and the blood strangely seeped into the puppet, and the puppet seemed to come to life, looking full of anger.

Ye Baisheng's fingertips moved slightly, and the silk threads wrapped around his fingertips also moved, and the silk threads moved, and the puppet also moved.

As soon as the puppet moved, Dongluo, who was still a certain distance away from Ye Baisheng, suddenly felt that his body moved uncontrollably with the puppet, and his spirit was intended

The awareness is very clear, he can feel his physical existence, but he just can't control it.

The little finger of Ye Baisheng's left hand moved slightly, and the puppet's left hand was raised, and Dongluo's left hand was also raised uncontrollably.

Ye Baishang looked at Dongluo who raised his left hand with satisfaction, "You hit me with this hand just now! Now I'll let you taste what it's like to be beaten by yourself." ”

Dongluo really wants to say, don't spew feces and blood in your mouth, who beat you just now, it's the real dragon who has no tutor who beat you!

But he couldn't say a word of these words, not because he didn't dare to say them, but because he couldn't say them.

Ye Baishang manipulated the puppet to punch the puppet's dantian.

Dongluo also punched the dantian.

The puppet punched the dantian with a fist, and he never got tired of it.

The same is true for the winter fall, and there is no way to be unhappy.

Ye Baisheng, who was suppressed by heaven and earth, was finally in a much better mood.

Dongluo's spirit stood outside his dantian that even he couldn't enter, and kept persuading, "That real dragon uncle, you see that old boy manipulating my hand to beat my dantian, I know that he wants to break my dantian and abolish me, it doesn't matter if he abolish me, Bi Jing is my personal business, don't dare to trouble your old man Zhenlong." ”

Dongluo's spirit said with a miserable expression: "But if my dantian is broken, the dantian sea will be broken, and it doesn't matter if my dantian sea is broken, it's a big deal and I won't practice, but you're different, what is my dantian sea to you? It's your home, and now someone wants to break your home, can you bear it? Can you swallow this bad breath?"

Dongluo saw that he had persuaded him for a long time, and there was still no wind and no waves in his dantian sea, and it was peaceful.

The puppet was still beating his dantian, and the sound of ping-pong.

Dongluo Soul Body continued to persuade: "If someone smashed your home, if you put it on ordinary people, then you might just endure it, but what are you, Uncle Zhenlong? You are the most noble existence in heaven and earth, if you let others know that you were hit by someone today, and you almost demolished your home, do you still put your face there? Sometimes I think about it, I feel sorry for you, what is your identity, what is his identity, if I were you, I would have to let the power of heaven crush him to death today." ”

......

Even though Dongluo is currently in a state of divine soul, and after saying so much in a row, it is inevitable that his mouth will be a little dry, but his dantian sea is still dead and silent.

Ye Baisheng made a movement in his hand, and said to Dongluo: "After this beating, do you feel that your blood is stirring, and it feels very cool." ”

Dongluo really wanted to say cool to your uncle, if you think it's cool, why don't you try it yourself, but he found that he still couldn't open his mouth.

Ye Baisheng didn't want to say anything to Dongluo, nor did he plan to let him speak, the most important thing was that he didn't want him to say his identity as the King of Han.

"Now that the qi and blood are active, it's time to get back what belongs to me. ”

Ye Baisheng manipulated the puppet's right hand and slowly pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and Dongluo didn't know what his eyebrows were.

But when his fingertips touched his eyebrows, he felt a hot breath

Came.

At the same time, the red lotus karmic fire that was originally above the high heavens turned into a divine palm and scattered to the ground, and the red lotus karmic fire that was still on Ye Baisheng's side instantly rolled endlessly, stirring endlessly.

Dongluo's right index finger slowly withdrew from his eyebrows, and he suddenly felt a pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and in an instant, sweat wet his clothes, and with thirsty blood stains dripping along the gaps in the god-killing armor.

He had only experienced this pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow three times in his life, once in Weicheng, when the cause and effect erupted, once when the Snow Clan, when the true dragon qi was withdrawn by Chen Batian, and now it was the third time.

Even though he had already experienced it twice, he almost couldn't help but scream and faint now.

Ye Baisheng looked at the three lives that were about to be pulled out of Dongluo's fingertips, and Di Lian smiled with satisfaction.

It's his, it's his after all, and no one can take it away. If it's not his, then he's going to grab it.

Ye Baishang laughed, as long as Sansheng and Tilian got out of Dongluo's body, then they would never go back. Bi Jing, the treasure of heaven and earth also has an identity and wants to save face. There is a reason to be abandoned, and there is a reason to go back.

Now the behavior of Dongluo is like discarding the three-life plant and the lotus. Don't let him exist in his shell.

The excitement in Ye Baisheng's eyes became stronger and stronger, although this strain of Sansheng and Dilian had been stained with traces of the winter falling bloodline, the quality might be reduced, but it would not drop too much, and it was still within the range he could bear.

Besides, this red lotus is a three-life lotus, even if the quality has decreased a little, it is by no means comparable to a single red lotus.

"It's just the last point, and it's about to succeed. ”

"Hurry up, hurry up, the ancestors of the Ye family bless, and the Yin and Yang family have hope. ”

Ye Baishang unconsciously held his breath, a road with no end in sight, and there was soon a shortcut to go.

It's hard for Ye Baishang not to be happy.

As long as he gets this red lotus, he can take this step to ascend, step by step, and climb to the highest in the world.

But when he paid attention to Sansheng and Tilian, he didn't notice that Dongluo didn't know when to close his eyes.

Dongluo, whose eyes were closed, seemed to be out of the control of the puppet, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said softly: "The water of the big river comes from the sky." ”

(End of chapter)