After the blow, the earth was devastated. Everywhere there was melted purple-black water, and an indescribably pungent smell evaporated.

"Beware of poison. ”

Ning Yuanru reminded everyone and covered her mouth and nose with her cuffs.

The liquid water in front of you can melt wood and stone, and although there is no trace of temperature, it can release a pungent gas. Presumably a very corrosive substance, it is best to take care to guard against poisonous gases.

Since this attack on the cyclops did not target a specific target, it was a wide-ranging and indiscriminate bombardment. Xu Ziqing and others were almost affected, and everyone fled for their lives in embarrassment.

And the Nine Heavens Sword Formation was also interrupted, and Xu Ziqing spurted out a mouthful of blood. Now he has overdrawn his mental strength, and he is already too weak. But at this time, he still needs his help on the battlefield, otherwise Ling Chen alone will not be able to deal with that strange one-eyed silkworm.

I wanted to mobilize my mental power again, but I only felt that my mind was swollen, as if it was about to tear. Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was now running out of oil.

"Ahh

Xu Ziqing closed his eyes and roared in despair, trying hard to mention a trace of spiritual power, even if it was just a trace, if it could help Ling Chen, it would be good.

"Nerd, don't do this again!" Wang Qingyu was so anxious that she was about to cry, but Xu Ziqing didn't listen to her anyway, and she was still stubbornly trying to use a trace of mental power.

"Bang!"

Ling Yue slashed at the back of Xu Ziqing's neck with a palm knife before knocking him unconscious. I really can't stand it, Xu Ziqing has no use in forcing himself like this, but he may force himself to death.

In the battlefield, in order to save Wang Qingyun, Ling Chen's back was rubbed by the purple-black pillar of light, and his skin immediately festered. Feeling the burning pain in his back, Ling Chen could only smile bitterly.

Now it's really exhaustive, but just after coming to the Ancient Demon Forbidden, he actually landed without any precautions. If the boy is willing to speak now, he will definitely ridicule Ling Chen.

But it's not over yet, Ling Chen is still alive, everyone is still alive, and you can't just give up because you can't see hope. Ling Chen had given up once before, and that feeling of waiting for death was not good, so Ling Chen swore that it would be the last time. Now there is no child, there is no Cangdi, everything should rely on one's own efforts to live a one-dimensional appearance.

"There are still hole cards, there must be some hole cards. Ling Chen put Wang Qingyun aside and began to recall the hidden means of his strength.

The one-eyed silkworm began to approach, and although it would not send out that kind of terrifying attack again for a while, its strength should not be underestimated. At least now that Ling Chen is injured, his strength is no longer at its peak.

Moreover, the reckless operation of spiritual power is also a great burden on one's own meridians. Now that the side effects of the cold spiritual power could not be completely dissipated, Ling Chen had already felt that his actions were gradually becoming sluggish, and everything was beginning to develop on the bad side.

Consciousness sank into the dantian, and the nine-color rune array was still quietly floating and floating, and Ling Chen, the various things in the dantian, didn't know what they were. But now that a dead horse is a live horse doctor, Ling Chen, the most central things, naturally doesn't want to fight them, because he has tried it a long time ago, and it is useless. So Ling Chen focused his attention on the two beads in the corner.

A gray bead appeared in the Lingchen Dantian after hunting the night owl with the eldest brother Liang Hanshuo and his party last time. Another green bead appeared in the Lingchen Dantian for no reason after the last time it was seriously injured.

Feeling that the origins of both of them were relatively mysterious, and there was no time to think too much, Ling Chen finally chose the gray bead whose origin was quite obvious.

Consciousness attaches to it, and it is found that there is nothing special about it, but since it appears in its dantian, it must have its merits.

With a slight hesitation, Ling Chen poured his spiritual power into the gray bead. Suddenly, Ling Chen only felt a strange power spread out from that bead.

The attack of the one-eyed silkworm also arrived at this time, and several qi blades almost covered and slashed towards Ling Chen's and Wang Qingyun's positions. It stretched out like a storm of air blades, and Ling Chen had no choice but to flee with Wang Qingyun in all directions.

It was too shaky during the attack, and Wang Qingyun woke up from his bewitching state.

"I can go. ”

After Wang Qingyun screamed, Ling Chen also put him down. After all, it is indeed inconvenient for the two of them to dodge, so it is better to let him leave the battlefield early.

The power in his body became more and more active, and Ling Chen only felt that the dantian could no longer accommodate them at all. In that case, let's fight directly with a blow with all your might.

Ling Chen suddenly stopped, but Wang Qingyun hadn't run far at this time.

The strange power in the dantian gushed out from all the twelve meridians, and Ling Chen wanted to slap them at the one-eyed silkworm one by one, but found that this power actually began to condense on its own after leaving the body.

"What's going on?!" Ling Chen's heart tightened, he didn't expect that this force would not listen to him, this was indeed the result he didn't expect at first.

The air blades in front of him slashed closer and closer, and Ling Chen had no choice but to use the spiritual power in his body again and began to compete with these air blade storms.

"Gah!"

A loud clear sound emanated from Ling Chen's body, and Ling Chen, who was wrapped in the vortex of spiritual power, was not afraid of this storm of air blades, but anyone who approached it turned into powder.

Above his head, a gray night owl was revealed. The wings are tightened, the eyes are sharp, and a clear sound echoes loudly in the sky, making people's hearts stir and relax.

"It's... Summoning spirits?"

"It's an ethereal spirit. ”

Ling Yue and the others in the distance looked at the scene in front of them and showed disbelief. Everyone was surprised that Ling Chen was able to use spiritual power, but they didn't expect that he had already stepped into the realm of summoning spirits, and he also had his own origin beast pet.

When the night owl's form appeared, the loud chirp seemed to displease the one-eyed silkworm.

Snow-white silk threads shot out from the one-eyed silkworm's body, condensing in all directions, but in the blink of an eye, a huge spider web was formed. The one-eyed silkworm sits in the middle, like a spider waiting for a rabbit.

The night owl has a sharp gaze, and its eyes are staring directly at the one-eyed silkworm, like a living creature. The wings are spread out, several times the size of their body. Then there is a rapid swoop, trying to pierce the one-eyed silkworm.

Swooping through, neither of which is a big deal. The night owl swooped down and then turned back in place, and the one-eyed silkworm waited for it. The presence of cobwebs greatly restricts the flight of night owls, and the one-eyed silkworms in the webs are more agile.

The two are inseparable, and it is difficult to distinguish the superior for a while.

Although Ling Chen didn't know what was happening, the spiritual power in his body was flowing rapidly. If it drags on like this, there is no chance of victory, so it is necessary to strike first.

The Broken Sky Sword was held in his hand, and two sword qi slashed towards the one-eyed silkworm in succession.

The one-eyed silkworm was entangled with the night owl, and in the face of the sudden sword qi, he didn't dare to hold it up, and quickly turned his body to dodge. The sword aura of the Broken Golden Stone cut through the cobwebs, making the night stalker's area of activity more flexible.

The one-eyed silkworm flowed a cloud of transparent liquid from its one-eyed eye, and then flew towards Ling Chen.

The attack methods and methods of this one-eyed silkworm are really weird, and I have never seen such a trick in my life. Therefore, Ling Chen didn't dare to take it hard, and he still avoided this blow and then forced him with a sword move.

Ling Chen, who just wanted to turn his body and prepare to dodge this blow, suddenly found that he was no longer aware of his legs and feet. When he looked further, he found that there was a purple-red eye staring at him in the transparent liquid.

A creepy fear cooled through Ling Chen's vest, and the purple light in that single eye was magnificent, as if it was about to swallow up all of Ling Chen's consciousness.

Looking at the body of the one-eyed silkworm again, I found that the eye on its skull had long been closed, and the eyes on its gastropods were all open. Ling Chen had a premonition that something was wrong, but at this moment, his legs were completely unconscious.

"It must be because of the bruises on the back!" he suddenly woke up, but it was already a little too late.

It seems that that attack is indeed poisonous, and when Ling Chen's poison attack such as the one-eyed silkworm and the whole body cannot move, it will give a fatal blow.

At the last moment, Ling Chen was also unwilling to give up. There is still a connection to the control of the night stalker, and Ling Chen will send all the little spiritual power left in the dantian to the night stalker, and all opportunities at this time can only rely on this attack. If the one-eyed silkworm's body is damaged, this attack will also collapse.

If you can defeat the one-eyed silkworm with one blow, it will definitely be a sure gain, but at least it is better to do it together.

The purple-red one-eyed had already come close to Ling Chen, and the night stalker had similarly adjusted its flight arc and dived again, its speed much faster than the one-eyed silkworm's attack. Small, sharp night owls pierced through the one-eyed worm's abdomen, bringing out dark green liquid and a filthy mass of internal organs.

The Night Stalker's attack was far sharper than Ling Chen had imagined, and it struck without any delay.

The body is damaged, and although the one-eyed silkworm has senses, the attack is still unstoppable. It doesn't seem to be much of a threat to it from the damage to the body.

This is a near-mortal situation, and I can't imagine that the body has been damaged, and there is no damage to the one-eyed silkworm. Ling Chen's fatal blow was obviously a mistake.

I can't imagine that this one-eyed silkworm is so weird, first strange attack methods, and now fatal damage, everything is contrary to common sense. The ancient demon ban really can't be measured with common sense.

At the moment of crisis, when Ling Chen already thought that he was going to die, Wang Qingyun didn't know where to flash out, and blocked him with a Teng shield.

It seemed to be a light attack, but the power of the implementation was extremely terrifying, directly sending Wang Qingyun several feet away. Ling Chen looked at this scene in amazement, but he didn't expect Wang Qingyun, who was already hiding on the side, to help him block the fatal blow.

There was still no feeling under his feet, but this opportunity was enough. That purple-red one-eyed must have been its lifeline, Ling Chen should have thought of attacking this place a long time ago.

The sword body is horizontal, and the spiritual power begins to fluctuate with a strange fluctuation, which is the starting style of sword skills. In the past, Ling Chen had learned swordsmanship with Sister Qiushui and Sister Yuyan, and naturally learned swordsmanship. Although it is not perfect, it can already be used proficiently.

"There are no waves in the autumn water. ”

It was like a ripple on the surface of a calm lake, and the sword aura stretched like autumn leaves, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed like a cold light, but it was silent.

Recruitment, bland.

It all ended here, and the purple-red one-eyed cracked several wounds from the inside out. Blood was rolling and falling in the transparent water, like a flower blooming in water.