The experience of childhood is now very clear.

Wang Ling's throat gurgled and let out an unpleasantly hoarse roar.

His consciousness was still there, but he was having trouble controlling the body.

The body became very heavy, so heavy that it was like stuck in the mud, unable to extricate itself.

Breathing, getting weaker and weaker.

"Is this the boundary between life and death? Whether I can get out today or not depends on this experience. Wang Ling closed his eyes.

Suddenly, a bright black and green light burst out from him alone, sweeping through the darkness of the entire underground cavern, and the bloodthirsty creatures that were about to move on the rock wall were instantly turned into ashes and sprinkled down one after another.

The halfway teammates standing opposite him had a deep sense of jealousy in their eyes.

The light continued to elongate, as if it had come to life, writhing and tangling on the walls.

Wang Ling's body had completely lost its original appearance, wicker-like plants had grown on the top of his head, his torso had become like a tree, and under his feet, large patches of moss had grown.

Countless tiny brown whiskers emerged from under his feet, spreading out towards the creatures around him.

"Guard, defend! I can see he's bleeding, and his survival value won't last long! ”

"He's going to die here today."

"The Tuodao Technique should be handed over to everyone to use freely, how can it be owned by Wang Ling alone?"

The crowd had no intention of fighting him with real swords, but only wanted to consume him alive.

Even though they had prepared all kinds of strong defensive measures, they still felt that they were not enough to deal with it.

Panicked thoughts wandered through their minds for no apparent reason, as if they were about to crush their will.

"Tuodao is a trick that directly acts on the will and soul, if the soul depth exceeds the caster, the damage will be smaller, and the damage will be directly fed back, causing a blow to the caster." The assistant said.

"Then isn't this Tuodao technique very frustrating?" Lin Xun was a little skeptical.

"That's the problem, the Tuodao Technique itself is not powerful, it is just a split body with a complete killing move, which will infinitely magnify the shortcomings of the original big killing move. Of course, if this caster is strong enough and has a soul and will far superior to others, he can theoretically even kill enemies in an instant. ”

……

The old turtle was dying, and the shell on his back had become dull, and his whole body exuded a strong stench.

This is that before it is dead, it is already decaying and festering.

"Boy, don't say such childish things, I'm about to die, old man, there's no need to lie to you."

"yes, you're dying! If it's as powerful as you say it is, why don't you use it to increase your lifespan? ”

The old turtle grinned and said, "The fate of people has long been predestined, could it be that you and I can change it at will?" Since it can't be changed at will, how can it be said to increase the life expectancy? ”

Wang Ling glared at him and said, "Okay, you old Wang Ba, you speak upside down!" I remember you just said three minutes ago that the essence of this Tuodao technique is to plunder other people's fortune and lifespan and become your own! ”

The old turtle's expression suddenly became solemn: "Boy, this is indeed the true meaning of the Tuodao Technique, but do you know how its first owner died?" ”

Wang Ling shook his head and even yawned.

Until now, he still felt that the old turtle was telling stories and coaxing children, and he even suspected that he was dreaming about ghosts and hallucinating in broad daylight.

"Its first owner died at the hands of God because he tried to change his life in vain to increase his life. His original lifespan was 1,000 years, but because he coveted a 100-year lifespan, he didn't even live to be 300 years old. The old turtle gestured his fingers and said laboriously.

Wang Ling snorted coldly: "Nonsense, nonsense!" I can see that you don't have a word to believe, and I still waste so many minutes listening to you make up stories here. Okay, I'm going home to cook, see that you're not far from death, do I need to dig a pit to bury you? ”

……

"Damn, why is this tentacle so tough, even my Yin Spirit Tablet can't resist it?"

The Yin Spirit Tablet was covered with cracks, and the Yin Spirit screamed and tried to escape, but it was as if they were stuck to their hands and feet with super glue, and they couldn't move, and could only watch as the tentacles under the undead's feet grabbed them and pierced their souls.

For a time, the ghosts on the battlefield cried wolves, pleading, and shouting endlessly.

Xiao Wu, as the owner of the Yin Spirit Monument, couldn't help but be scared when he saw such a situation.

Although he is very strong, he is just an ordinary player after all, and even if there are some forces behind him to support him, they have not been able to fundamentally change his identity.

He is in a similar situation to Lin Xun, but he is weaker than Lin Xun.

The one standing behind him was far inferior to the cultivation assistant in Lin Xun's mind.

Up to now, the strongest defensive means in his hand is this Yin Spirit Monument, with the blessing of some foreign forces, but he still can't resist the attack of this monster in front of him!

"Damn, shit! Isn't Topography a secret legend in the game? How can the virtual data in a game be more ferocious than my Yin Spirit Monument? Could it be that I, Fafner, am going to die in this hellish place today and win the defeat? ”

"No, I can't die, I'm the strongest! Come, Yin Spirits, help me, help me by all means! ”

Xiao Wu was silent, shouting frantically in his heart, urging his skills regardless of him, and constantly summoning the Yin Spirit.

The rest of the people are not much better.

Xiucai's body had been pierced with tentacles, and the land rock giant beast that had resisted his attack had been stabbed to death and turned back into a clump of earth on the ground.

Zhao Awei was silent, but there was a big hole in his chest that ran through his body, and blood was dripping.

Lin Xun and Nanmen joined forces, and they were resisting with difficulty, sweating all over their heads and bleeding from their seven orifices.

Wang Ling hid in the monster's body, his eyes open, and stared at the people in front of him.

The memories in my head are still surging.

……

"There are spirits in the south of Chu, with five hundred years old as spring and five hundred years old as autumn, and in ancient times there were great chuns, with eight thousand years old as spring and eight thousand years old as autumn." The old turtle sighed, "What about the length of life?" But in the end, all the realms are empty. There is a fixed number of these and the other, and it is not human power to change it. ”

Wang Ling was still young, and he didn't understand what the old turtle said, but he was aroused by this long sigh.

However, he quickly calmed down.

"Old Wangba, you asked me to bring you back, I have already brought you back, you said to buy incense and paper money to burn and pray for you, and I have already done so. Now, it's time for you to keep your promise, hurry up and save my parents! ”

The old turtle slowly climbed down from the incense table and crawled all the way to the room where Wang Ling's parents were.