Chapter 134: Gray Mist
"It's out of the way", Chu Yu pursed his lips and chuckled, shaking his head lightly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Although the whole body is sore, it is not so weak that it can't move at all.
Walking around the ice coffin, the fracture of the right leg of the iron ant, which is closest to the edge of the ice coffin, is the most convenient to get through here.
Thinking of this, Chu Yu sat cross-legged, and twelve shadowless needles were sacrificed at the same time.
The last time he healed the Mu family master, the twelve needles were controlled with strong spiritual power, and it was effortless.
But today, Chu Yu was a little overwhelmed.
There seems to be something in the body that is preventing the leakage of spiritual power, and the sea of stars in his mind is like being covered with mist, unable to break through and condense, and his tired palm-sized face is covered with thin sweat.
No way.
Still won't work.
It is simply impossible to fully concentrate the mental power into silk threads and accurately control the shadowless needle.
The thin sweat turned into beads of sweat the size of beans, sliding down the cheeks from the forehead to the chin, and dripping continuously.
Ning Zimo heard the movement, came to his side, and comforted, "No, don't force it."
In his heart, nothing was more important than Chu Yu.
OK
I'll definitely be able to!
There is a voice in the body shouting, refusing to admit defeat.
Chu Yu didn't stop the movements in his hands, closed his eyes, and forced himself to concentrate highly often.
The surroundings, the dead darkness, help people to immerse themselves in their own world.
Ning Zimo also sat down cross-legged without making a single sound to disturb her.
At the same time, it is also to protect the Dharma for her, just in case.
Gradually, Chu Yu, who was completely immersed in his own world, seemed to have opened a new door.
In the past, she could only look inward, and dimly see the situation of spiritual power in the sea of stars.
Now, the whole person condensed into a phantom, under this starry sky.
The gray mist floating around him was the culprit that stopped the spiritual power.
The phantom commanded according to Chu Yu's consciousness and waved his hand, trying to dispel the mist.
The gray mist is like a dog's skin plaster, refusing to dissipate at all, still standing still.
Chu Yu, who was rarely angry, was so angry that his whole body tensed, and his fists were clenched.
What the hell is this?!
So tough!?
Suddenly, through the gray mist, I saw not far ahead, and the red light on the starlight contract array jumped, which was very dazzling.
That's the Red Flame Qilin Fire!
Many times the alchemy fire was not enough, and Chu Yu chased after Hongyan to ask for the Qilin Fire.
Hong Yan was not very annoyed, and in the end, in order to reduce her workload, she directly left a trace of Qilin Mars on the Astral Contract Array for her to send.
Although it is not a fire, it is just a scattered spark, but it is very helpful for Chu Yu's alchemy.
Since the natal fire against the ice coffin does not work, what about the unicorn fire?
As soon as his consciousness moved, the unicorn Mars rushed towards the phantom like a happy child seeing his favorite candy.
Speaking of which, it was also the blind cat that touched the dead mouse, and the gray fog that had been immobile saw the unicorn Mars flying straight away, and immediately dispersed in fright.
Regardless of whether the ice coffin is afraid of the unicorn fire or not, this gray mist must be afraid.
The phantom manipulated the unicorn and sparks to scatter, chasing after the gray mist.
It didn't take long for a fire source to burn under the sea of stars, burning the gray mist "Zrazla".
The gray fog is solved, and Chu Yu is not very comfortable.
Even if Qilin Mars is the thing of her own contract demonic beast, it will not cause substantial damage to Chu Yu, but after all, Chu Yu and Hongyan's spiritual power are too different, and with such a large range of burning, she is also suffering from the pain of scorching all the time.
It's a mental scorching, and it's harder than physical injury.