Chapter 491: Stump Severe
The splendid scholar was unmoved, just waiting for the attack of the Hell Dao Lord. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Seeing that his words could not cause the slightest flaw in the Splendid Scholar, the Hell Dao Lord stopped being verbose, and with a roar, a dark vortex appeared in front of him.
The complexions of the splendid scholar and the amateur fairy girl have changed. Chen Feng was in the distance, and he also felt the power of this whirlpool. Chen Feng only felt that his secret knowledge was as if it had been grabbed by an invisible big hand, and it was pulled into the whirlpool little by little. The splendid scholars and the amateur fairies who are closer to the whirlpool, this feeling is naturally very strong. However, Liu Ying and Qiao Ling'er were fine, because their secret knowledge could not be released yet, so naturally they would not feel anything.
The secret weapon of the abyssed fairy was taken out, and it was a green vine. With a snort, she whipped the rattan towards the Hell Dao Master. Who would have thought that the green light of the rattan would be tightly pulled by the suction of the whirlpool, and where would it be driven? The secret knowledge attached to the rattan struggled twice under the gravitational pull of the vortex, and it was swept in.
When it comes to the realm of secret knowledge release, when facing the enemy, the secret knowledge will often come out with an attack, so that you can perceive the changes in the secret power more subtly, and even feel the fluctuations of the opponent's secret knowledge, which is conducive to making further judgments. The whirlpool of the Hell Dao Lord is undoubtedly able to interfere with the opponent and prevent them from defending the enemy wholeheartedly.
The whirlpool became stronger and stronger, and the yin wind around it seemed to tear rags, and all of them were sucked out. In the midst of the twisting, there was a terrible sound of wind, like the howl of a ghost when it struggled.
Facing the Hell Dao Lord, he wanted to attack him, and it became extremely miserable. Because there is a whirlpool, there is no chance to use ordinary secret arts. No matter how many means there are, they are all in vain.
The whirlpool was still spinning, and Chen Feng hurriedly withdrew all the secret power released from the outside, and put the Ming Soul into the Qiankun cloth bag. In this way, he was slightly relieved. Chen Feng saw that in the middle of the whirlpool, the faces of the splendid scholar and the plain-handed fairy girl vaguely appeared, especially the first-hand fairy girl. The expressions of the faces are constantly changing, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, sometimes wailing, sometimes begging for mercy, sometimes fierce, sometimes closing their eyes.
"Plop!" The amateur fairy girl actually fell to the ground, her breath was weak, as if she was about to scatter. The green vine in her hand had already dimmed and fell to the ground.
just made a whirlpool, and without doing anything, he let the abloid fairy fall to the ground, and the secret technique of the Hell Dao Lord was really weird.
"You're using this evil method!" The splendid scholar also felt his discomfort, but his cultivation was higher than that of the abyssed fairy, so he was okay for the time being.
"Scholar Splendid Scholar, you are really powerful, and now you still have the ability to question me. But wait a little longer, and your ****** spirit will be damaged, and you won't be able to save it if you want to. Not only him, but how long can you hold on? My name is Hell, and this whirlpool also comes from hell, absorbing all life and bringing the secret one into the underworld. You knock me down now, there's still a chance, or it's completely over. ā
The splendid scholar gently placed the aqua fairy behind him, and although the expression on his face was serious, it was also more resolute.
When he stood up, his serious expression slowly faded, replaced by a serene expression. In front of him, a huge brush suddenly appeared. The brush swayed in the air before it got into the hands of the splendid scholar.
"Good! I have heard for a long time that the happy pen of the splendid scholar entered the Tao with calligraphy, and today I want to ask for advice, offended! At this point, the body of the Hell Dao Lord suddenly sat down like a stake, and in the soil in front of him, a monster covered in rotting flesh emerged.
"The secret technique of mutilation! What a poisonous secret technique! Liu Ying sighed.
"Poison? Where is the poison? Chen Feng couldn't see what the Hell Dao Lord was going to do.
Liu Ying hesitated for a moment and said, "In the past, until the ancient period, this secret technique of cutting off limbs and bodies has always been a forbidden technique, and it is forbidden to be cultivated by all sects. However, with the interruption of the inheritance of the secret realm, the order of the secret realm has also collapsed, and there are fewer restrictions on the secrets of various sects, and some forbidden techniques have been secretly cultivated, but this secret technique of severed limbs and remnants has always been ignored. The reason for this is because it is so poisonous. Its poison is not only against opponents, but also against itself. Because in the early stage of cultivation, it was necessary to slaughter many secret people every day, and soak his body in blood and water to cultivate the acquired anger. At this time, the secret person is no different from the brutal secret beast, and only a little secret knowledge embedded in the depths of his mind can maintain his spiritual intelligence. The next cultivation is endless killing, and if you are not careful, you will be invaded by anger and become a murderous maniac with no human nature.
In order to restrain the erosion of oneself by anger, the secret person needs to constantly harm himself, and even dig up flesh and limbs, and cut off his intestines. It is because cultivation is too difficult that some people find another way, forcing the anger in their bodies into their own flesh and blood, and refining these flesh and blood into a pseudo-incarnation. The monster in front of the Hell Dao Lord was made of his flesh and blood. ā
Chen Feng nodded, only then did he understand where this secret technique was strange. For the pseudo-incarnation, Chen Feng could guess what it meant. The incarnation is an extremely high-level supernatural power of the Secret Person, and it is possible to cultivate it only if it requires the Secret Venerable realm. With an avatar, the Mystic is equivalent to one for two. The avatar can not only cultivate independently, but also fight against the enemy. The higher the level of incarnation cultivation, the higher one's spiritual intelligence. Cultivating to a certain level, the incarnation can even approach the cultivation of the main body. Compared to secret beasts and puppets, avatars make up for the burden of control, can be completely loyal to the body, and can never be taken away by others. It is precisely because the body created by the Hell Dao Lord is still far from the incarnation, but it is a bit similar, so it can be called a pseudo-incarnation.
At this time, the pseudo-incarnation of the Hell Dao Lord slowly oozed blood and water. With a "creaking" sound, the skin on his surface automatically exploded, and black water splashed. At a glance, it is clear that this pseudo-incarnation has been covered with poison. Anyway, this pseudo-incarnation does not have the same spiritual intelligence and pain as the real incarnation, and no matter how poisonous the body is, it has no effect, but is more threatening.
The pseudo-avatar did not move, and the movement was amazing, as if the vortex had also blessed his speed, and after passing through the vortex, it was like a projectile. Straight to the splendid scholar to pounce.
Facing the pseudo-incarnation, the pleasure pen of the Hell Dao Lord swiped a series of mysterious circles in the air, one circle after another, layered on top of each other, dazzling, but like an antelope hanging its horns, without a little fireworks.
Circles flew out directly, like ink marks, splashing on the body of the pseudo-avatar. These circles are like ropes, and they bind the pseudo-avatars together. The pseudo-avatar is unable to move and falls directly to the ground.
Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly applaud, the secret technique of the splendid scholar was really exquisite.
Who would have thought that Chen Feng had just finished admiring, and the body of the pseudo-incarnation had exploded repeatedly, and flesh and blood continued to collapse out, and a powerful aura emerged from the pseudo-incarnation. The pseudo-avatar actually broke free!