Chapter Seventy-Two: The Pit Yuanying
"Huh!"
Kun Yuan Zhenjun seemed to have heard some big joke, and he didn't take Shi Mian's words seriously at all, and only looked at the small and pitiful little light in front of him with gloomy eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"If you don't want to say it, it doesn't matter, this seat swallowed your memory, so you will know it naturally!"
As soon as the words fell, the huge ball of light suddenly pressed towards Shi Mian, with a posture that would not stop if he didn't devour her.
Shi Mian only had time to dodge, and was almost succeeded by Kun Yuan Zhenjun.
When Kun Yuan saw it, he teased a mouse as if he was turning around and pecked again, but he was still dodged.
Shi Mian relied on his small body and jumped around, and every time he was frightened, he could dodge.
But no matter how she escaped, the sea of knowledge in this body was too small after all, and Kun Yuan Zhenjun was too big, plus he was also nervous about time, afraid that the resentful spirit would be killed too much by the monks outside, and he had no intention of playing, so he surrounded Shi Mian with nowhere to escape.
Shi Mian looked at the behemoth in front of her, her heart was cold, if she had a body, she must be in a cold sweat now.
Although she said a bold statement just now, she is actually very bottomless, after all, there is a Yuan Infant in front of her, even if she is still a potato, she is a foundation builder who breaks the sky, and she is not enough to see in front of Kun Yuan.
But...... Now there is no other way but to fight hard.
Shi Mian calmed down, took a deep breath, and didn't dodge or dodge, and directly rushed towards Kun Yuan Zhenjun.
When Kun Yuan saw it, he smiled.
said contemptuously in her heart, thinking that this little girl also knew that she had no escape, so she simply died by herself, which looked more dignified.
He stopped there with the old god on the ground, and he didn't persecute anything, just waited for the little girl to send it to the door by herself, and he could devour it.
However, in an instant, just as the faint little girl bumped into his huge body, and he was about to devour it in one bite, he found that he couldn't move!
What's going on?
He swept around in disbelief, and at some point a cloud of white mist appeared on him, lightly covering him, and he couldn't move!
What the hell?!
These thoughts flashed through his mind, it was only a matter of a moment, and at this time, Shi Mian had already pounced on him, and in one bite, he bit him fiercely!
"Bold!"
Kun Yuan Zhenjun screamed in pain, and the feeling of Yuan Shen being bitten down was unbearable, even if he had lived for an unknown number of years and had gone through thousands of sails.
"Little dares! Let go of this seat, this seat will kill you! Roast your soul on the fire and dry it!! He howled in frustration.
But Shi Mian is not stupid, how can he let him go.
She didn't pay attention to it at all, snorting, and intently biting the huge body in front of her.
Kun Yuan Zhenjun Yuan Shen is too strong, although she led the stuffy dun from the dantian to this side, but she can paralyze him, that is, two breaths and three breaths, how can she not take advantage of these two or three breaths to earn a little more?
Kun Yuan Zhenjun was bitten several times in a row, and the Yuan Shen in that place caved a big gap downward, and white light spots kept escaping from there, so painful that all kinds of threats and insults came out one after another, and the screams were so piercing that people felt hairs on their backs.
Finally, when Shi Mian bit down again, Kun Yuan screamed, and with a swing of his body, he threw away the stuffy dun in an instant, and rushed towards Shi Mian in a rage.
"Little! This seat will pay you the price! ”
He leaned over and rushed straight to her, grabbing and biting.
Shi Mian just grabbed his piece of Yuan Shen, and before he could react, he was bitten like this, tearing most of his body apart, leaving less than half of the Yuan Shen and escaping.
She couldn't scream in pain, and most of her spirit was gone at once, just like someone slowly sawed off most of her head with the most abrasive sawtooth, which was even more heartbreaking than heartbreaking!
is in such a groggy situation, she didn't forget to say inarticulately: "Little, little, who does the little scold!" ”
Kun Yuan Zhenjun ignored her words at all, and swooped over again.
However, it seems that because Shi Mian pit him, he naturally can't accept it with his mentality of no one in his eyes, and the demonic nature that was already latent in his primordial spirit has also been stimulated again, and the white ball of light, which was already a little turbid just now, has been entangled by wisps of black demon yuan at this time.
Seeing Kun Yuan Zhenjun's unaware appearance, Shi Mian clenched his teeth, using all the perseverance in this life, while fleeing everywhere, his mouth kept stimulating him.
"Old horseman! Just give up, even if you devour me today, you won't be able to practice magic skills! ”
"Now, on the other side of the clouds, the top group of great cultivators in the Dingyun Realm are outside, how can you escape?"
"Thousands of years ago, you failed in your heyday, how can you succeed today?!"
"Stop dreaming!"
"Think of the people you killed! There is your master, the brothers you grew up with, and the apprentices and grandchildren you love so much! Just because of your own selfish desires, how many innocent people have you killed?! ”
"Is it possible for a person like you to become a god?"
"I see that your cultivation is not demonic skill at all, it is evil skill! The evil feats that the way of heaven cannot tolerate! ”
"Say no more!!"
Kun Yuan Zhenjun suddenly burst into tears.
The aura around him became more and more mixed, and the pure white spirit yuan and the black ** yuan that suddenly appeared were eating each other together, and the entire yuan god was becoming more and more unstable.
But he didn't seem to notice this, and just muttered as if stunned: "Kill you!" Kill you! ”
Shi Mian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
That's right, this Kun Yuan Zhenjun was really lying before, all of this was planned by him, I'm afraid that these people will not be killed by him.
Kun Yuan Zhenjun was already crazy at this time, completely ignoring his crumbling Yuan Shen, just staring at Shi Mian, frantically chasing and oppressing.
"Kill you, as long as I kill you, this seat will be a miracle......"
"This seat is finally about to become a god! Ha ha! The master, the juniors, and the little finch, Yuzhu, you didn't die in vain! See! How honored you are to die for the attainment of God! ”
"Wait, wait, wait for this seat to succeed in turning into a god, and then go to your reincarnation, I will definitely not treat you badly, don't hate me......"
His tone was hurried and slow, sometimes arrogant and sometimes as if he was about to cry, and the speed of rushing over slowed down unconsciously.
Shi Mian took advantage of the moment when he was immersed in his thoughts, and shouted: "Water lilies! ”
I don't know when, another white light that quietly appeared in this sea of knowledge, snorted coldly, and opened his mouth to recite a spell.
This incantation is ancient and mysterious, although it is difficult to speak, the water lily speaks extremely smoothly, and its tone is unprecedented and solemn, as if it has passed through hundreds of thousands of years, from the primeval period.
One by one, Kun Yuan Zhenjun didn't know when, and he had gradually quieted down.