Chapter 242: Cultivation in the Immediate Formation
readx;?“ It's useless, I'm a spirit and won't be hurt in any real way, and you're flesh and blood, and you'll be crushed! While condensing the power of ice, the dragon god conjured up ice blades, ice swords, and ice spears in the air, and continued: "But you still have some use, after this dragon comes, it will accept you as the first follower and let you continue to serve." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
Blackie's arms stretched out, and a force pushed him off the ground and back on his feet. Although his body was covered with scars, Xiao Hei did not have the slightest look of pain.
"It is because you are a spirit that it is impossible to defeat me. When I obtain the inheritance of the King of Ten Thousand Demons, I am destined to be your master. ”
Hum!
The dragon god was furious, and thousands of ice and rain waterfalls formed by the power of ice in the air fell, and Xiao Hei had nowhere to hide, so he could only support the power of the ghosts and gods and turn into a barrier. The dense collision came, like rain hitting plantains, devastated by wind and rain.
The strength of the power of the ghosts and gods is beyond the imagination of the dragon god, especially the power of these ghosts and gods is integrated into the ultimate move of the desert god of death, which can constantly steal the life force of the enemy, and the dragon god will steal a small part of his life every time he attacks Xiao Hei. But Xiao Hei has too little power of ghosts and gods, and the life force he steals is simply not enough to make up for the heavy damage he has suffered.
The dragon god was very patient, because he could feel that the power on the other party's body was being rapidly consumed by himself, and once those powers were worn away, he was left to his own slaughter.
"This time, look how you still get out of the ice coffin!"
After speaking, the dragon god's body shook in the air, and the power of ice condensed in the air, turning into a dragon tail. The dragon's tail is delicate, and each dragon scale has thousands of lines, and you can even see the white bones and ice-blue blood in it through the scales.
Rumble!
The dragon's tail slapped Xiao Hei's body, Xiao Hei took the initiative, and then healed through the stolen life force, and the severely injured body healed rapidly, and then hit again, and so on.
Seeing this scene, Qin Bing's eyes were split, but in the face of all this, he had nothing to do. He doesn't have a big backer like Jige, although he has some small abilities, but he is not enough to see in front of the dragon god. For example, just now, the dragon god almost killed him with an ice heart.
Therefore, Qin Bing could only watch Xiao Hei being ravaged by the dragon god, and watched Xiao Hei use his life to buy time for himself. Just as Xiao Hei said before, if you want to touch my master, you must first step over my corpse.
Every second that Xiao Hei fought for was incomparably precious, but Qin Bing couldn't make good use of it, he had nothing to do, there was no way out, the only thing he could do was to watch silently.
"No, there's one more thing you can do!" Cangyue Hitomi said firmly in her voice.
"What else can I do?"
"Cultivate!"
Qin Bing seemed to have heard a big joke, cultivating, cultivating at such a critical juncture, is it possible that he still wants to cultivate here to level 10? Not to mention that because of the relationship between the three-legged Xiaoding, it is extremely difficult to cultivate, and it is impossible to break through on his own. And, even if you break through, what can you do? In front of the dragon god, there is no difference at all between level 9 and level 10.
Cangyue Tong knew Qin Bing's thoughts, and immediately snorted coldly and said, "Why is there no difference?" At least it will make your death more dignified. ”
Qin Bing was speechless.
"Less nonsense, hurry up and cultivate!" Cangyue Tong motioned for Qin Bing to look around, "Did you see those white gases?" You know what that is, right? ”
How could Qin Bing not know. It was this kind of white qi that made everyone improve and break through in their cultivation before. These white qi are all transformed by the essence of the dragon god, and they are a hundred or a thousand times more powerful than ordinary heavenly and earthly treasures.
"Don't hurry up and absorb the refining." Cang Yuetong said eagerly, "The dragon god has been sleeping for thousands of years, and the essence of his body has already collapsed, and now although it is condensed, it is also a plate of loose sand. You see, every time he collides with Xiao Hei, a large amount of white gas will be emitted, and these white qi will flow back along the mysterious connection and be absorbed by the dragon god. If you refine them now, the dragon god will never be able to take them back, and if you absorb one point, the dragon god will be reduced by one point. Our enhancement is the weakening of the enemy, understand? ”
When Qin Bing heard this, he immediately cheered up. Indeed, while he continues to become stronger, he can also weaken the dragon god, isn't this a disguised way to share the pressure for Xiao Hei.
Blackie, hold on, I'm coming! I won't give up on you.
Qin Bing took a deep breath, released his thoughts, captured the white qi around them, and then gathered and absorbed them.
The white qi continued to flow into Qin Bing's body, and then turned into spiritual power, constantly washing away Qin Bing's limbs and hundreds of remains.
The spiritual power of the tide was surging, and Qin Bing's muscles, flesh and bones all had a feeling of swelling and cracking, and the situation was like a silkworm chrysalis turning into a butterfly, and like a golden cicada shedding its shell, forcibly breaking through its own shell, and achieving the qualitative change and sublimation of life.
Soon, Qin Bing felt the limit of his body, his body was like a jar filled with water, and now there was a steady stream of water being injected, and a sense of perfection from the inside out spontaneously emerged, as long as the bottleneck was crossed, it was a new and new world.
The bottleneck is just around the corner. But Qin Bing found that he could not cross it, and tried his best to hit the bottleneck, but it had no effect.
Not as easy as the previous times, this time the bottleneck is extremely solid, no matter how the spiritual power impacts, it just doesn't move, not even the slightest waver.
Qin Bing searched carefully, and finally found that this kind of immobility not only came from the bottleneck of cultivation, but also from the three-legged small tripod that he had imagined.
The three-legged small tripod is also a part of one's own cultivation, as a thing that one visualizes, the three-legged small tripod is originally closely related to one's own cultivation, and every time one's cultivation is improved, it must also be involved. In other words, in addition to the bottleneck, the key to Qin Bing's level 9 to 10 is the three-legged small ding, which is simply a double bottleneck.
Qin Bing wanted to curse.
Ever since he got the three-legged tripod, he has been pitted, he never knew what the effect of the three-legged tripod was, what the effect was, but he was full of troubles and troubles caused by the three-legged tripod.
For example, cultivation cannot be improved like ordinary people, and it has to be hidden and tucked away, so that it cannot be discovered by others. Although I have occasionally received the benefits of the three-legged Xiaoding, such as it moves to improve itself by one or two levels, or occasionally feedback a touch of thought to myself, so that I can comprehend one or two moves.
All this is full of unknowns and accidents, the three-legged Xiaoding is not at all something that Qin Bing can control and control, and Qin Bing also understands this, so he treats the three-legged Xiaoding as an uncle, as long as it does not cause trouble to itself, and the two sides are safe.
But now, the last thing Qin Bing wanted to see happened, the three-legged Xiaoding not only stood opposite him, but also became an obstacle to his breakthrough in cultivation.
Moreover, it is his most critical promotion. (To be continued.) )