Chapter Eighty-Seven: Seed Power
Dead air filled Dugulang's whole body, passed through his chest, and when viewed from behind, the ghost needle pierced Dugulang, and became a hornet's nest alive, black gas, exuding a strong breath of death, which complemented Dugulang's appearance and was extremely appropriate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The clothes were stained with blood, a touch of red looked heartache, from the front, the cloak was scattered, the head was lowered, moaning silently, crumbling, without Xiao Guo Xue's support, Dugulang's body could not support it.
The dead qi continues to erode the inside of Dugulang's body, and the purpose of the black gas outside is obvious, looking at Dugulang's dantian, when he comes to the dantian, these black qi locks the eight stars, and after locking, they begin to rush up crazily, no need to command, no need to order, consciously go up.
Dugu Lang's mind became weaker and weaker, he felt that his body was hollowed out all of a sudden, his strength disappeared, his spiritual power could not be felt, he vaguely felt that his body was invaded, his mind wandered outside for a while, returned to his body, and entered the dantian for the first time.
The black gas of death found the stars of Dugu Lang, black smoke billowing outside the eight stars, black smoke miasma, eroding the stars of Dugu Lang, when the stars of Dugu Lang's body were eroded, he also came to the end of death.
"What should I do?"
When the spiritual power encountered the dead air, it did not have the slightest resistance and was destroyed, and the spiritual power of the wood attribute was eaten away in front of this dead air, becoming a part of the dead air, fighting for a while, the spiritual power no longer resisted, and hid aside.
Seeing the dead air eroding Dugu Lang's stars, they don't want to help, they can't go, they will be swallowed up, it will only make those dead air more dense, develop and grow, and at a certain moment, Dugu Lang will not be their opponent when he comes back, and he will see himself being eroded.
"How is this good, the spiritual power is not the opponent of these dead qi at all, it is too terrifying, the wood attribute spiritual power encounters these dead qi, and if it is not enough for a moment, it will definitely be devoured and strengthen itself. ā
If you can't use spiritual power, then Dugu Lang has no place to resist, and his mind touches the dead air, which is even more miserable, and it is destroyed in an instant, and the soul is scattered, and this dead air is like a bone appendage, which cannot be removed.
"What should I do?"
There is no clue, the most terrifying place of the ghost needle is here, the attack power is strong, and the corrosive nature is not the ultimate means of attack, eroding the dantian and devouring the soul is the most terrifying and most fearful place of this spell.
The methods of the Hades Mansion are not something that ordinary people can crack.
The shadow is very confident, no matter how against the sky, Dugu Lang can't help these dead air, he himself is afraid, in order to practice this technique, he made this appearance of no one or a ghost, saying that he is not a person, who is not a ghost, and has become a middleman who is disgusted on both sides.
In order to cultivate this technique, how much suffering he suffered, how much blood he shed, and how much he was easily cracked by Dugu Lang, doesn't that mean that he has been in vain all these years?
"Hmph, boy, it's useless, all methods are vain, death is your only way out. ā
Dugu Lang's heart echoed the words of the shadow, like thunder, Dugu Lang really didn't believe it, how can you get me Dugu Lang, his mind is suspended in the stars, above the seeds, and sitting on the seeds.
I don't know if Dugu Lang's behavior of looking for death stimulated the seed, the arrogant seed shook violently, this shaking almost made Dugu Lang's soul fly away and turn into ashes, Dugu Lang was shocked and fell from the seed, after the shock.
The seed didn't stop, it smelled the breath that disgusted it, it was very disgusting, the whole seed was unhappy, angry, those dead breaths dared to approach it, I don't know if it was dead or alive.
"Hum. ā
The seed moved.
The movement was slight, it didn't look like a big move, Dugu Lang didn't feel anything at first, and after waiting for a while, he found that there was silence around the dantian, all the moving dead air was no longer moving, and the spiritual power was not moving, Dugu Lang tried it, but he couldn't move anymore, the only thing that could move here was the gourd, where was it stuffy.
A stuffy gourd.
Dugu Lang's eyes were firmly fixed on the seed, the seed moved again, this time the action was more violent than the previous time, the dantian shook violently again, this time Dugu Lang felt it, obviously, very violent.
The dead qi began to retreat, not daring to move forward, as if smelling the smell of fear, they left Dugu Lang's body in a group, this time, the seed was not happy, and a wave of energy emanated from it, rich vitality.
This energy, full of vitality, instantly filled Dugu Lang's entire body, meridians, and even his mind were infused, and he couldn't think about things.
"Zizi. ā
The dead air dissipated, in the blink of an eye, there was no resistance, it should be said that it could not be resisted, in the face of the domineering of the seed, all the darkness was vain, and everything that threatened it could not be let go.
After the dead air dissipated, the seed quieted down, Dugu Lang found that he could move, looked up at the seed, suspended among the eight stars, devouring the energy from the stars, swallowing the whale, no matter how many he had, he would not refuse.
"Overbearing. ā
"So domineering!"
It's really too domineering, he moved twice, all his helpless dead air was gone, dissipated, and he couldn't do any reaction, which shocked Dugu Lang, this seed shocked him too much, it was really a treasure.
These are not the point, after Dugu Lang found that the seed was shaken, the body recovered, the injury was gone, and the same skin and meridians were reborn, and the meridians, blood vessels, and body that had been eroded by the dead qi were all right.
It's all good.
There is no trace at all.
Such a recovery speed made Dugu Lang dare not compliment, sure enough, the most important treasure of the immortal Dao people, after moving a little, his body recovered, as if he was reborn, he completely understood the feeling of the immortal Dao people.
At the same time of recovery, the seed absorbed half of the energy in Dugu Lang's body, and continued to absorb it, and all things were continuously transformed, absorbing the rich aura of heaven and earth outside, the vitality of the trees, and the wood attribute energy poured into his body from the surroundings, and the invisible energy rendered a layer of depression to the surroundings.
The atmosphere has become oppressive!
Xiao Guo Xue stopped crying, her eyes widened, she lowered her head and opened her mouth in shock, her eyes were full of surprise, shock, and disbelief.
What did she see, Childe's pierced body healed, the wound was gone, and there were still traces of blood on it, indicating that Dugu Lang had been injured before, and it was a very serious injury.
Xiao Guo Xue reached out and touched the place where those wounds were, it was really good, the skin was white, tender, and there was one, it felt very good, she couldn't believe it and checked it, it was all right, and her mouth was open enough to stuff an egg.
"This ...... Am I wrong?"
Shocked that he didn't believe it was true, Childe was about to die, and in an instant the wound disappeared, healed, and his body recovered, and then opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Gong ...... Childe, are you awake......, ......? I...... Just now....... ā
Stammered, couldn't speak, it was hard to believe, it was really healed, it's okay, Xiao Guo Xue covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes were the largest, and she locked on Dugulang, Dugulang nodded, patted her shoulder, and comforted: "Childe is fine, don't worry about it." ā
looked at the shadow, the shadow "huh", his eyes stared at Dugu Lang, he looked at it once from top to bottom, the injuries were all healed, the ghost needle was gone, and the dead air that swirled around his body was gone, how could such a thing happen?
He was curious, the horror of the ghost needle, under the saint, the middle one will die, no one can survive, Dugu Lang survived, it's okay, the breath is not disordered, it is very calm, and the spiritual power is reduced, but this is too scary, right?
But for a while, okay, all right, if it didn't happen in front of his eyes, he really couldn't believe that this kind of thing would happen, this is impossible, above the saint, in the realm of the Taoist, this kind of thing happened, he felt that it was possible.
But Dugu Lang only has an eight-star cultivation, what concept, transcendent is not, even the life span is still like a mortal, not out of the category of mortals, simply put, Dugu Lang is still a mortal, an ordinary person, instantly recovered, this kind of thing is a bit ridiculous and unrealistic.
"How is this possible?"
Shocked, surprised, his eyes stared, if this scene was told to him, he would definitely give him three slaps, but this incident did happen in front of him, the fact, not illusory.
"Boy, this is impossible! no one can survive after being hit by the ghost needle of this seat, how can you kid?"
Not only did he not die, but he also recovered, isn't this a dream?
Dugu Lang's face did not change and said: "This world is big, not you can understand, the world is big, there are countless capable people, and the magic is extraordinary, you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean it's impossible, the facts are the facts, I survived, and I'm still fine, are you a little disappointed?"
"Hmph, boy, don't be shy, the ghost claws of this seat will not fail, it must be that your kid used witchcraft, your kid must be almost dead, and he conjured up an illusion to deceive this seat, the purpose is to let this seat retreat. ā
The shadow sneered: "It's a pity, you made a mistake in your abacus, this seat will not let you go, no matter what today, this seat will abolish you, and then take you back to receive the reward." ā
The shadow shot, the attack is still fierce, but it is a little less ferocious, it seems that it is a hand, Dugu Lang draws his sword to attack, head-on, the two of them come and go in mid-air, out of the sword, bang fist, ghosting, fist wind, black gas, where the fist goes, white bones, yin wind gusting, Dugu Lang is unwilling to let his fist touch the body.
That kind of pain, one time is enough, he doesn't want to bear it again, avoid, attack, the long sword is like a dragon, sometimes tricky, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes fast as lightning, in the midst of lightning and thunder, the long sword attacks with an unstoppable momentum.
The two of them went back and forth, fighting in mid-air for dozens of rounds, and neither of them made a serious move to test the other party's details.
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