Chapter 8: Bloodstained White Lotus
The crocodile monster's soul ball is constantly twisting and shaking, as if it is being kneaded wantonly by an invisible hand, but it is very tough, as if the crocodile monster soul ball has a hard core inside, although the outside is twisted and deformed, but the inside is very hard.
Although Winter Yin's attack was quite fierce and seemed ferocious, the means of attack were too rough, it was simply a rampage, and the crocodile monster's soul ball was still stubbornly resisting, and it seemed that it was about to resist the attack, but it seemed that it could barely resist every time.
The strength of the two sides is constantly being consumed in the confrontation, and it is difficult to see for a while.
Dong Yin was engrossed in it, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he was about to break the crocodile monster's soul ball when he wanted to see it, but he always felt a little worse, and he didn't notice that the strength of both sides was constantly depleting, let alone noticing the situation outside.
The black and white snake, which had been lying silently on one side, suddenly a small ball of light emerged from the snake's body and quickly flew towards the inky stone, as if there was no obstacle and disappeared into the inky stone.
Immediately after the light cluster, a wisp of pink smoke came out of the head of the black and white snake, which flipped up and down and disappeared into the small hole at the top of the flower bud.
After this wisp of pink smoke penetrated into the bud, the whole bud trembled slightly, and the petals quickly stretched out, and soon they were fully bloomed, and the white jade-like petals were scattered, like a blooming white lotus.
The pink ball that then served as the stamens of the flower emitted a glowing pink light, and the new pink light spread like a mist like life, enveloping the area, and at the same time, the humanoid crocodile monster suddenly fell silent with its head in its arms and screamed, leaving only a faint breath.
Dong Yin, who was desperately attacking the crocodile monster soul ball, only felt that his surging perceptual power softened and became a little weak.
In a daze, the soul ball that was in the crazy impact of Dong Yin quickly swelled and hardened with a sudden blow, and even if Dong Yin continued to impact, it only shook and deformed slightly.
A humanoid phantus appeared in the crocodile monster's soul orb, looking around in disbelief.
Followed by a piece of pink mist, surging from all directions, the first thing to bear the brunt of the Winter's perceptual power was quickly neutralized, and it seemed that the two sides did not have any sense of contact, but where they touched, the Winter's perceptual power and the pink mist were constantly disappearing.
And Dong Yin's sense of control over that part of the perceptual power is also constantly weakening, or it is a little weak to command.
In the face of the unknown power, Dong Yin didn't dare to touch it hard, and quickly withdrew his perceptual power, only to find that a faint layer of pink mist had shrouded the air around him, and an obscure sense of powerlessness came from the surrounding perception.
The perceptual power that spread around was gradually dissipating under the silent onslaught of this pink mist, but at a much slower pace.
Dong Yin noticed the white jade lotus flower that bloomed on the stone behind him at some point, and the pink jade ball was constantly emitting light and mist.
The vision under the perception gradually became blurred as it was gradually eroded, and before he had time to think about it, there was a sudden pain in the soul ball, and Dong Yin hurriedly shifted his attention, only to find that his soul ball had been surrounded by pink mist at some point, and the soul ball emitted a faint halo to resist this pink mist.
Winter Yin hurriedly retracted his perception outside, and it was very difficult to penetrate the layers of pink mist, and the perception power back to the soul ball was less than half of what it was before it was recovered.
After paying attention to the soul ball, Dong Yin took a closer look, the pink mist vapor and the halo on the outer layer of his soul ball were consuming each other.
The pink mist was endless, one after the other, and the halo outside the soul ball was slowly compressing the range, gradually being forced back.
Winter Yin's consciousness merged into the strange symbol again, and activated the perception to spread outward, and without feeling much resistance, it instantly stretched out the range of the halo, and the pink mist vapor was forced back.
The wider the range of the perception stretches out, the more pink vapor it comes into contact with, and the stronger the power of the obstruction.
The strength of the two sides is constantly being consumed, and Dong Yin forces the pink mist vapor to retreat constantly, and he is also thinking quickly in his heart, he knows very well that a large area around him is full of this pink fog vapor, although it is relatively light, but he will definitely not be able to support it for long, and there is a ball that constantly emits pink mist vapor.
The pink mist was forced out of Dong Yin's mind, and it was still retreating, and the pink mist around it was like life, constantly surging to join the attack sequence.
Dongyin found that the power of resistance had rapidly become stronger, and now that the range of perceptual power was relatively large, and the attacks received had become more, he had no choice but to give up and narrow the scope of his defense.
In the end, a range was maintained, isolating the pink mist vapor from the body, continuously outputting perception, controlling the balance of power between the two sides, but the heart was very anxious.
He was now an isolated enemy, isolated, and before that, his mental state was still in a state of exhaustion, and he couldn't tell when he couldn't hold on, and the pink mist was still constantly generated.
Thinking of this, Dong Yin frowned slightly, thinking carefully, if he destroyed the ball on the white jade lotus behind him and made it no longer emit pink mist vapor, would it be able to solve the current dilemma?
Thinking of this, Winter Yin retracted his perception again, allowing the soul ball to resist on its own, which should be able to hold out for a while, and then it broke away from the strange symbol and left the soul ball directly.
Dong Yin, who was sitting quietly on the inky stone, moved his eyelids slightly, and then stopped moving.
The jade ball, which had been emitting pink mist all around, finally stopped, only flashing with pink light as if breathing.
A burst of pain came, and Winter Groan regained consciousness and returned to the soul orb.
The pink mist outside the soul ball has been pasted on the surface of the soul ball, and the halo has been consumed, and the most direct power collision and consumption is being carried out at this moment.
Dong Yin was slightly stunned, and immediately reacted, why is he still here?
Before remembering it, his memory was a little blurry, and he was ready to carry out the decapitation plan, as if he had just returned to his body...... Lost consciousness again?
Winter Yin immediately melted into the strange symbol in the middle, instantly forcing back the invasion of pink mist, and the soul ball once again emitted a faint halo.
He didn't push the pink mist too far, firstly, to reduce his pressure, but also to persist for a longer time, and to leave more time to think about solutions.
Before, he didn't even open his eyes, and he lost consciousness, it should be because of the pink mist, and before that, he could lose himself by smell alone, not to mention that now he was surrounded by pink mist.
As she pondered, the pink mist that spread around the periphery moved as if she had received an order, retracting into the middle, and finally covering an area with a radius of about three meters.
The crocodile monster outside the pile of bones lay quietly on the ground, its eyes gloomy, and it completely lost its breath.
At the same moment, the pink mist that entered Dong Yin's mind was also rapidly condensing and becoming more intense, and with it, the pressure increased suddenly.
The condensed pink mist advanced rapidly, and the perception that came into contact with it was rapidly depleted, and it retreated.
Dong Yin was shocked, and found the strange appearance of the pink fog, and hurriedly enhanced his perception, resisting the attack of the pink fog, and stopped at the periphery of the halo, but the perception was consumed a lot.
Falling into a state of anxiety for a while, Winter Yin didn't know the changes outside, and thin tentacles emerged from the ground and pierced into the crocodile monster's body, and soon the muscles on the crocodile monster's body lost their luster and became shriveled and gray.
On the one hand, the black and white snake, which had long lost its breath, completely lost the luster of its scale armor and became gray and white, like stone.
As the perceptual power continues to be consumed, some feelings of weakness come, and the perceptual power that can be mobilized is not as random as before, and the perception that comes into contact with the pink mist vapor has also become weak, and can only be continuously resisted by subsequent perceptual power.
Dong Yin was anxious, thinking of the previous method, he had to try again anyway.
At the moment of life and death, there is no other way, it is estimated that there is only this one chance, do it when you think of it, do not waste a little time, every minute and every second represents the aggravation of the crisis.
Dong Yin immediately mobilized his sensing power with all his strength and launched a counterattack, and the pink mist vapor immediately retreated, and the range of perception quickly expanded.
Under the full impetus of Dong Yin, the pink mist vapor was instantly forced back, and a spherical space with a radius of about one meter was stretched out outside the body, and it was difficult to repel the pink mist vapor.
Stretching such a wide range is already at its limit, and the perceptual power consumed every moment makes Dong Yin weaken faster.
A strong feeling of weakness came, almost crumbling, Dong Yin didn't dare to delay the slightest, beat his spirit, and took this opportunity to leave the soul ball in an instant.
A strong feeling of weakness hits, the eyelids are unusually heavy, they can barely be opened, and the consciousness is very blurred, and the only vestiges of lucidity that can be lost at any moment.
Barely relying on the sobriety of the previous moment, knowing that the moment was in danger, feeling the abnormal exhaustion of the mind, Dong Yin beat his spirit, and reluctantly bit his tongue hard, but he was also weak, but fortunately, there was some pain coming, and his consciousness was much more sober.
Dong Yin barely opened his eyelids a little, turned sideways slightly, saw the white lotus on the stone behind him, and reached out to grab it.
A feeling of weakness came and his head sank, and Dong Yin's body shook and fell down diagonally, in a panic, his arm was also very weak, and he was not able to support his body, and the whole person lay on the stone.
A sharp pain came from his chest, and Dongyin almost fainted, but the pain was very clear, covering the exhaustion in this moment.
Dong Yin was in severe pain, and immediately arched his body like a rebound, and reached out to cover his chest, and the blood in his chest flowed, dripping from his fingers, and fell on the white lotus under him.
After being contaminated with Dong Yin's blood, the white jade-like petals have become bewitching and abnormal at this moment, and the whole body is blood-red, like a blood jade carving, and it is still absorbing blood.
In the middle of the blood-colored lotus, the pink ball jade bead was soaked in the blood, and it also inhaled a trace of blood qi, emitting a slight red glow.
Dong Yin was surprised by the change of the white lotus, and before he had time to think about it, he had already seen the approaching pink mist in the corner of his eye.
The left forearm was propped horizontally on the ground, slightly arched his body, and let go of the right hand covering his chest, the blood in his chest immediately flowed, and he couldn't care so much, and his right hand with blood grabbed the pink ball jade bead in the middle of the blood-colored lotus petal.