"Be merciful to my law, go to the nectar of sorrow, give birth to the soul, and moisten all things!" Yuan Xing was shrouded in a white light, and he cast a nectar spell on himself. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yuan Xing's physical strength and true qi are mostly lost, and although the nectar spell can heal injuries and stop bleeding, it can't make true yuan recover. He had always wondered why the dragonbeard had sneaked back into the swamp so many times to give him a chance to breathe. This dragon beard is actually a water python, could it be that it still retains the habits of the water python? Mud can reduce the loss of water from its body. Like the dragon beard beetle just now, I am afraid that it still has to replenish water.

If you fight hard, you can't win it! Why not take advantage of this? The marshland is deep but not wide, and the area is limited. It is still possible to freeze only the surface.

Wang Yuanxing's qi was not smooth at the moment, and he could no longer act as agile as before. He trotted into the mire, crushing the rune paper under his hand and pressing it deep into the wet earth. Yuan Xing took a breath and held his breath to concentrate, concentrating all the true qi in the inner pill into his palm.

The cold air floated on the mud surface, but it could not achieve the effect of instant ice. Yuan Xing had no time to think about what happened next, his arm trembled slightly, urging the only remaining strength in his body, and shouted: "Talisman Water Spell, Frozen Three Feet!" ”

As if feeling unprecedented pressure, the dragonbeard leapt desperately and leaped into the air from the quagmire. At this moment, the swamp was frozen for miles! Yuan Xing tried his best, but he was still a step slower. The dragon king's huge body fell from the air to the ice, sliding for a while before turning over.

Cultivators can store the spiritual elements they cultivate on weekdays in the Inner Dan. If you practice diligently on a daily basis, you will be able to burst out with more power than others when you need it.

"It's just that I'm not good at learning...... But you can't insult the face of the master! Wang Yuanxing muttered to himself.

If the master or senior brother is there, they will definitely say: Yuan Xing! That's not how Nedan is used!

At this moment, Wang Yuanxing has exhausted his breath, but the dragon beard is as brave as ever. In almost despair, he slammed his dantian with two fingers, and exchanged the destruction of Neidan for a momentary outburst. At that moment, the solid inner dan turned into a gaseous true current vortex, and the uncontrollable frenzied air flow rushed out of the body, and Yuan Xing's shirt and robe were completely torn and turned into nothing! A spherical cyclone is generated around the Yuan Star, and the sky, which is already not bright, becomes even darker.

Wang Yuanxing lost his shirt, and he could see that his chest and lower abdomen were tattooed with incantations, which was definitely not made recently. If you are a knowledgeable person, you can see that this is actually a complete mantra seal - the Eight Desolation Seals!

"Talisman Spell, Hercules Spell!"

Wang Yuanxing's feet were like a whirlpool, and the earth and stones swept around him, wrapping him layer by layer from his feet to his head, and in a moment he turned into a strong man of earth and stone, huge as a god. The dragon beard is mainly water-based, and Wang Yuanxing resists it with earth, wanting to defeat the virtual with reality.

The earth and stone warrior confronted the dragon's beard, which was also mad with rage, and the two were entangled in the depression. Yuan Xing smashed the dragon king with the hand of earth and stone, and the battle was fierce, and finally he hit a piece of body scales and injured the dragon beard.

However, Wang Yuanxing did it reluctantly after all, and after the outbreak, he gradually weakened and was entangled by the dragon beard!

Under the huge squeeze, the earth and rock began to fall apart. Yuan Xing's body was trapped in the earth and rocks and couldn't move, and he was in pain, and a feeling of suffocation hit his whole body. Wang Yuanxing gritted his teeth and struggled to support it, he reached out from the earth and stones, and used blood and water to draw the Eight Desolation Seals on the body scales of the dragon beard dragon, and with the other hand, he stuffed all the fire talismans into the earth and stones.

The dragon beard snake couldn't kill Yuan Xing a few times before, but this time it didn't care about it, and it was also doing its best to strangle the other party here.

"Eight Desolations!!"

Yuan Xing and the Eight Desolation Swords shifted shape again!

"Fire Spell, Imprisoned Beast!"

There was a loud bang, the monstrous flames, and the deafening explosion caught Yuan Xing off guard. He himself couldn't believe that the "Beast in Prison" was so powerful. Yuan Xing grabbed a handful of wet soil and looked carefully, the black soil that wrapped Yuan Xing should be the peat unique to the swamp, and the mountain people often roasted barley. After being pressed or dehydrated by external force, it becomes strong and can form lignite fuel.

The dragon beard snake also seemed to be stunned by the explosion, struggling slightly on the ground.

Don't miss the opportunity! After Wang Yuanxing picked up the Eight Desolations, he threw them into the mountain forest that was full of fire talismans with all his might.

"The Transposition method has saved my life countless times! Envy? Let you play it too! Yuan Xing knelt in the mud and cast a spell, "Fu Jin Mantra, Eight Desolations of the Void!" ”

After the dragon beard beetle recovered its strength, it originally swam towards the Yuan Star. But the Eight Desolation Seals on the scales instantly turned bright white, and they flashed into the forest with the dragon beard.

Yuan Xing staggered six fire talismans to form a bird.

"Fire Charm, Firebird Throws into the Forest!"

The firebird released by Yuan Xing shot into the mountains and forests like an arrow from the string. The raging fire trapped the dragonbeard, and after the dragon king spat out the last drop of water, it could not completely extinguish the fire, but it actually slapped and rolled with its body and rushed out of the fire.

The Dragonbeard returned to the frozen swamp with its wounded body, slamming its head against the ice and letting out a roar of pain.

Yuan Xing used the fire spell as a cover to divert the attention of the dragon king, and he dragged the Eight Desolation Sword to the ground and ran all over the mountain in this depression. The dragon king chased wildly, Yuan Xing couldn't dodge and jumped onto a big tree, and the dragon beard wrapped its body around the trunk, twisting the hundred-year-old tree into a pile of rotten wood in just a moment.

The dragon's powerful jaw bit Yuan Xing's right arm, but fortunately, Yuan Xing used the Eight Desolations against the dragon king's left fangs to save his arm.

"Uh...... Yes! ”

Under such terrifying power, Yuan Xing seemed to hear the sound of broken muscles and bones.

"Dao Chief!"

The red-clothed woman Dragon King appeared in the forest, as if she had the intention of joining the battle. Her lower body mutated, sticking out of the root vines and wrapping around the dragon's beard. At this moment, Yuan Xing seemed to have lost his threat, and the dragon beard shook his head and threw it out, turning around to fight the dragon king's hatred.

The battle was fierce, Yuan Xing didn't care about the injury at all, the True Flow Vortex in his body couldn't last long, and the victory or defeat was at this moment! Yuan Xing pressed his only movable left hand into the black earth: "Runic Earth Spell, Hercules Spell!" "This time, the earth and stone did not wrap the Yuan Xing, but took on its own human form and gradually grew." Charm and Soul Surrender! Yuan Xing tore off the ghost talisman on his arm and stuck it into the earth and stones. Wang Yuanxing's double spells were issued at the same time, making the undead spirit of the medicine collector and the earth and stone man one.

After several battles, the tail of the dragon's beard was grabbed by the earth and stone warriors, and it was entangled by the vines hated by the dragon king, and it was stalemate for a while.

Yuan Xing held his sword and drew a spell on the ground, his whole body was haunted by blue true qi, and he was concentrating on casting a spell: "Fu Mu Spell, Soil Root Purified!" ”

"Human ...... I've eaten countless humans! Naturally, it is a great sin in your eyes! "Wang Yuanxing heard the deep voice of this arrogant dragon-whiskered snake for the first time." But my python preys, swallows the prey alive and does not spit out white bones! Have you seen a skeleton near this swamp? I was born in this depression with the 'Dragon King's hatred', she feeds on blood, and I feed on meat. However, I devoured living creatures without shedding a drop of blood, and for a long time the Dragon King was dissatisfied, she herself booby-trapped villagers and passing travelers, and took possession of the outskirts of the depression with her imps. They isolated and surrounded me, and I couldn't be moved just because of the difference in strength. ”

Yuan Xing sneered and laughed: "What you say, I really don't know who is true and who is false!" ”

"It doesn't matter anymore! If you don't kill me, I'll be a disaster to the world! If I don't kill you, I won't be able to understand the hatred in my heart! I only sigh that you are being used...... I don't know ......."

The dragon's strong and powerful body gradually fell, and the sudden turn was completely unexpected by Yuan Xing. The body color of the Swamp Dragon King, who was invincible, turned gray and black, and his body began to shrink, and he already looked like he was dead.

Yuan Xing leaked his mana, the earth and stone warrior collapsed, and the ghost talisman floated to Yuan Xing's feet. Wang Yuanxing was sweating all over, his cheeks were pale, he threw his head back to the ground and gasped for breath, it seemed that he was trying his best to even breathe at this moment.

"Heha......" A creepy laugh sounded, and the dragon king hated it at the moment. I finally killed it! ”

"Your vine is poisonous...... The famous plant 'Dragon King Hate' couldn't imagine that it was actually a poisonous plant. Yuan Xing closed his eyes, still gasping, "Is it my turn next?" The so-called crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, the rabbit and the dead dog cook ......"

The dragon king hated to walk towards the corpse of the dragon beard and dug out the dragon king's inner dan, and the yellow ball was still in the spiritual power. The dragon king couldn't wait to suck it down, and showed a satisfied expression as if he were enjoying a delicacy.

Yuan Xing's right arm was bitten by the dragon beard beetle, and he was numb and unconscious at the moment. The Dragon King hated absorbing the Swamp Dragon King's Neidan, and his strength increased greatly. Even if the True Flow Vortex could hold out for a while, it was impossible for Wang Yuanxing to fight again like just now.

Taking advantage of the Dragon King's hatred, Yuan Xing put the ghost talisman on his right shoulder and whispered: "Talisman Charm Soul Surrender!" He let the spirit of the herb picker temporarily take over his right arm.

The Dragon King hated Wang Yuanxing and saluted, as if with great respect, he said, "Dao Elder is so old, he can fight so hard with the Swamp Dragon King!" The Five Elements Mantra is truly breathtaking! If it weren't for the Taoist, I wouldn't have had this opportunity. I shouldn't have been ungrateful, but ......"

"It's just that you have a fancy for my Nedan? I'm sorry about that, I just ruined it! ”

"Although the Nedan is destroyed, the foundation is still there. The spirit element vortex that gathers extremely quickly in your body is also rare! ”

"What a voracious one!" Yuan Xing supported his body with his arms, and he tried a few times before he could barely get up. "Before the Swamp Dragon King died, I cast one last spell, do you remember?"

"I don't remember, so what?"

"Do you see any results?"

"Don't pretend there!"

When Yuan Xing dodged the attack of the Dragon's Whiskered Python, he dragged the Eight Desolation Sword to draw a huge Eight Desolation Seal on the peat surface. Although it has been repeatedly destroyed, the whole is still relatively intact. The Spell of Wood and the Purification of Soil Roots makes the vegetation in the forest frantically absorb the water in the mud, and the dehydration of the peat can support combustion!

"Runic Wood Spell, Hundred Bamboo Thorns!"

Hundreds of bamboos stretched out from the feet of the dragon king's hate, lifting her unprepared into the air. Wang Yuanxing held the talisman in his left hand to maintain the spell, and asked the medicine man's revenant to drive his right arm to pick up the Eight Desolation Sword.

"Throw the Eight Desolations at Maozhu! Fast! ”

However, the herb picker did not follow what he said, and raised the Eight Desolation Sword in his right hand to put it on Yuan Xing's own neck.

"What are you doing!?"

"Right...... Don't ...... It's the best...... Opportunity...... I don't want to overdo it...... I don't want to be reincarnated...... I don't want to forget this life...... Only man dies in his place...... to break free...... Bondage! ”

Yuan Xing didn't hear the woman's ridicule coming from above, nor did he hear the ghost say something in fits and starts. He clearly felt that the true current vortex in his body had dissipated, and he could no longer exert his strength! The ghost's yin qi occupied Yuan Xing's entire body.

Only the pain in the neck was stretching at the moment......

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When Yuan Xing opened his eyes again, he was already lying in a wooden house. The room was filled with the aroma of steamed steamed buns.

"Am I alive?" He groped for his neck.

The wounds on Wang Yuanxing's body, whether it is his head, neck or torso, have been treated and wrapped with bandages.

Yuan Xing didn't know how he got here, but none of that mattered at the moment. Yuan Xingyi grunted and got up. "Uh......" He was in sharp pain all over. Yuan Xing unconsciously wanted to raise his right hand to grab the steamed bun, but he couldn't exert any more force halfway through the transmission, and the injury to his right arm was the most serious.

"Dao Chief! You're awake! Chang Sheng came in from outside the house and saw Yuan Xing get up, and went over to help him sit down.

Yuanxing finger steamer drawer.

"Ahh Right! Chang Sheng handed over the steamed buns, "I've been asleep for three days, and I'm definitely hungry." ”

Three days? Yuan Xing bit the yellow and white steamed bun. "Where is this?"

"This is the forest hut where I usually pile firewood, and at the bottom of the mountain is Taolin Village."

"Oh......" Won-sung struggled to remember what had happened that day.

Without waiting for Yuan Xing to ask, Chang Sheng went into the inner room and took the Taiyi sword box. He knelt down in front of Yuan Xing and presented his hands with extremely reverent hands.

"The Taoist is really a god and a man!"

Yuan Xing smiled: "If I were really a god, I wouldn't be so embarrassed now." ”

"The Taoist is like a god descending from heaven that day! Pointing to the ground, a pit protrudes from the ground. Pointing to the sky, a boulder flew from the sky. The final explosion shocked a hundred miles in a radius! Fortunately, there was a wetland, and it rained heavily, otherwise the fire would not have been extinguished even if it burned for another three days. If it weren't for a god, how could he have this power to destroy the world? ”

Yuan Xing shook his head, "How did you know this?" ”

"When you fight the Dragon King again, I will be by your side. Why doesn't the Taoist remember? Also! In the end, you are hit by aftershocks, and you are seriously injured and unconscious, and you still haven't fully recovered your senses! Then do you remember that you froze the swamp and burned the dragon king's hatred? ”

Yuan Xing stood up: "Fire Burning Dragon King hate?!" ”

Wang Yuanxing pulled Chang Sheng and asked him to talk carefully.

It turned out that the daily life did not go far, and witnessed everything in the highlands not far away! At that time, after the fall of the swamp dragon king, Chang Sheng thought that everything was safe, and rushed down the mountain, only to find out later that the situation was wrong. The Dragon King hated and began to attack Yuan Xing! Chang Sheng was originally a loving and righteous person, and when he saw Yuan Xing's strange behavior, he remembered Yuan Xing's previous entrustment, and mustered up the courage to step forward and tear the ghost talisman.

Three days ago, a scene from the swamp in the depression appeared in front of Yuan Xing's eyes:

"Dao Chief! Michichi!! Chang Sheng grabbed Yuan Xing's sword-holding wrist with one hand, and pulled the rune paper on his shoulder with the other.

At that time, "Yuan Xing" didn't appreciate it, he kicked Chang Sheng to the ground, and even wanted to swing his sword to stab Chang Sheng's heart.

The dragon king hated, the medicine picker, Changsheng was surrounded by Yuan Xing like this, and there was a lot of danger and human life was at stake, and Yuan Xing had no choice at that time......

The smell of steamed buns in the house was still attractive, but Yuan Xing had no appetite at all.

"At the time, I thought you were red-eyed! I can't tell the difference between friend and foe, and even I have to kill him! ”

"Don't talk about it......"

"I don't know why, Dao Chief, you suddenly became clear again!"

"Say no more!!"

Chang Sheng was drunk and stood aside, too frightened to make any moves.

Wang Yuanxing sighed sideways, his face full of regret but helplessness.

Knock, knock, knock! There was a crisp knock outside the wooden door, accompanied by the old and thick words, rapid and powerful. "Changsheng!"

Wang Yuanxing suddenly became nervous, he pulled Chang Sheng and whispered: "Don't tell anyone about my affairs!" ”

Chang Sheng was puzzled: "Why is this?" ”

"I have made a lot of enemies on the rivers and lakes, and I don't want to expose my whereabouts!"

"So that's ......" Chang Sheng gently patted Yuan Xing's shoulder, turned sideways and said to the door: "Don't worry, this is Jiang Ye, Old Man Jiang is the only doctor in our village." Your injuries are so serious, where can I help you treat, these days thanks to the old man who comes to change your medicine every day. ”

Yuan Xing nodded. "He didn't ask me where I came from, did he?"

"No, we people in the mountains and wilderness have big hearts, are tolerant, and never ask about other people's past."

Chang Sheng opened the door of the house, and there was a lean old man squatting outside the door, with silver hair, beard, and gray eyebrows. The wrinkles on his forehead and face were like those carved by a knife, revealing a sense of majesty. The two deep-set eyes, deep and bright, keen and delicate, shine with the edge of reading countless people and understanding all things.

"The door is opened so slowly, what are you grinding?"

The old man named Jiang Ye knocked on the cigarette stick and pinned the cigarette pouch in his hand into his waist. His palms, as well as every finger, were covered with thick, exaggerated calluses. It's so thick that it can't seem to be bent, and the crumpled lines are like old tree bark.

Just now, Jiang Ye was bent over and squatting there, like an old man. But when he stood up, the moment he straightened his back, his unrestrained face and straight spine made Yuan Xing feel pressure.

Yuan Xing got up and saluted: "I heard Brother Chang say that Dr. Jiang has healed my injuries these days, and the younger generation is grateful." ”

Jiang Ye sat on the collapse, rummaging in his medicine box. "Young man, although you are physically strong and have a good foundation. However, after a hundred days of broken bones, you will not be able to go down the mountain in these three months. When Old Man Jiang unwrapped the bandage on Yuan Xing's chest, the Eight Desolation Curse Marks that appeared made him a little distracted.

"Ah...... This is...... Symbolizes my faith. ”

The old man looked at Yuan Xing back to his senses, "It has nothing to do with me." ”

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That night, a rickety figure in Taolin Village was beating along the village with a beast bone, making a noise. Up and down the village, young and old, they dare not be disrespectful. In the midst of that mournful laughter, the women and children shivered in the bed.