Chapter 651: The Butcher Blows the Wolf

Even if Zhao Li didn't make any resistance or action at all, and let the King of Prison Suck wildly, I am afraid that he would have to suck it for a while before he could suck the abundant spiritual power of his whole body dry.

Not to mention that Zhao Li only needs to invest a few free attribute points, he can easily return his state to fullness, and most importantly - this is a second return.

As for the free attribute points... Zhao Li still has thousands of points now, which is enough to restore the spiritual power value of hundreds of times the total amount of his body, if this King of Prison can really suck it clean, Zhao Li is also considered to be awesome.

Now Zhao Li is definitely a great party in terms of "spiritual power", and he can naturally analyze it, even if it is a "god", he must also talk about the basic law - from a purely physical point of view, Zhao Li does not believe that anyone can be stronger than him, even if it is a "god", it may not be, after all, the normal monks in this world are all majoring in spiritual power, and without spiritual power, their strength will be weakened by at least eighty percent.

But even Zhao Li himself, if he forcibly restores spiritual power in a state where his spiritual power is full, he will save at most two or three times the amount - what will happen if he saves too much...

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In the mutual sneering of Zhao Li and the King of Prison Ming, time passed minute by minute.

After a pillar of incense.

The smile on the face of the King of Prison was the first to disappear.

Zhao Li was still distorted, suspended in mid-air, and there was no change.

And the King of Prison...

has changed from the six-meter body shape that Zhao Li first saw to a body size of nearly ten meters, and the most important thing is that the original bare upper body of the King of Prison Ming is also a muscle, which looks quite strong, and now, it has become a fat in the style of "Maitreya Buddha".

It's like in this half an hour, the weight has doubled rapidly.

And all the exposed skin of the King of Prison is exuding light, and this light is still gradually and little by little.

A bead of sweat glittering with dazzling brilliance was converging on the forehead of the King of Hell - this was very abnormal, as a god, whether it was normal or abnormal, it was unlikely that he would need to use the low-level method of "sweating" to "dissipate heat and depressurize".

With the appearance of the first beads of sweat, drops of light and sweat beads appeared on the forehead, cheeks, and even the wings of the nose of the King of Prison like mushrooms after a rain, and these shining beads of sweat were no longer bronze, but turned into fat and tender white skin.

Poof-

As soon as the shining beads of sweat fell onto the bluestone floor, they turned into a white smoke and drifted away - these beads of sweat were all condensed by the purest spiritual power, and once they were out of the body and had no control, they naturally dissipated their spiritual power.

Obviously, due to the ridiculous conversion rate of the Prison King's evil skills, the total amount of spiritual power accumulated in the Prison King's body was far greater than the limit he could bear—these "Spirit Sweats" that were forcibly expelled from his body were the best proof of this.

By the way, the production and discharge of these "spirit sweats" are not controlled by the king of the prison himself, let alone the gods, even high-level monks have already degenerated useless tissues such as "sweat glands", and it is impossible to produce sweat.

The sweat drops of spiritual power on the head of the King of Hell are purely self-protection measures caused by excessive physical load.

"You... Your spiritual power... Impossible, impossible, how can your spiritual power be so deep!"

There was a panicked look on the face of the King of Prison Suppression.

The strength of this human monk is very strong, the spiritual power is deep and powerful, and it is even stronger than him as a god, this is something that the King of Hell Ming has long confirmed after observation, which is why he wants to use the secret of the Three Realms as a story, and trick the other party into drinking the "Demon Water" before making a move, the King of Hell Ming is proud that he is not the opponent of this mortal.

But this mortal's spiritual power can't be so deep, right?

The total amount of spiritual power absorbed by the King of Hell is already more than six or seven times the total amount of his own - this does not include the spiritual power that has been transformed, and what is even more hellish is that the King of Hell Ming feels that the spiritual power in the other party's body is still abundant, and he can easily absorb an extremely large amount of spiritual power from any meridian!

"Don't stop, use your pumping strength, your strength should be far from the "Heavenly Emperor Fuxi", right?"

Zhao Li said coldly.

Not only that, Zhao Li also felt that the speed at which the Helltown God absorbed spiritual power was constantly slowing down, and now it had slowed down to the extreme, if it weren't for Zhao Li's extremely strong perception and control of his own spiritual power, he would almost not feel the loss of spiritual power.

Moreover, the divine power net that was all over Zhao Li's body and used to restrain Zhao Li also seemed to be a little retreating and wanted to retract, but he didn't dare to act rashly - this divine power network was the only means that the King of Prison Ming could use to restrain Zhao Li, and if it was released, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Since the King of Hell doesn't want to eat it...

"Y-what do you want to do!

The face of the King of Prison was stretched all over his face, and he finally showed an undisguised look of horror and shouted loudly.

He had obviously almost stopped extracting spiritual power from Zhao Li, but now... The other party's spiritual power is like the dam flooding, rushing into his body like crazy!

"If you don't want to eat it, then I'll feed you!"

Zhao Li gave a twisted smile to the King of Prison Ming.

After being sucked by the other party's spiritual power for so long, Zhao Li is also somewhat familiar with the other party's absorption routine, and the other party's divine power network that extends into his body mainly plays two roles, one is to restrain his own actions, and the other is to build a one-way channel for absorbing spiritual power.

Although Zhao Li couldn't get rid of the other party's control, it was no problem to expel his spiritual power to the other party's divine power network with all his might, and it was no problem to add some food to the other party - although the efficiency was not as fast as the other party's own open absorption, Zhao Li was sure that it would definitely be able to surpass the other party's transformation efficiency, and that would be enough.

And he also found out that the other party's "divine power network" is still quite sophisticated, if you want to forcibly withdraw it, I'm afraid the consequences will not be comfortable - evil skills, if you can't absorb it...

"Stop it for the gods!

The fat face of the King of Prison began to bulge visibly with the naked eye, and the original pair of fierce eyes like copper bells were also propped up to only two thin gaps.

This is no longer a problem of "obesity"...

The whole body of the King of Prison began to slowly become strangely flatulent - just like a butcher killing a pig and "blowing the pig" before shedding the pig.

“··· Stop! Please! God has a great opportunity to give you!"

The Prison King, whose face was swollen to speak, let out a painful pleading.

I saw that the skin of the King of Prison was like a balloon that had been blown to the limit, it looked extremely thin and transparent, and every capillary under the skin could be seen - these capillaries were strangely thick, and each one was like a red-hot soldering iron, extremely bright.

"In ancient times, there was a "butcher blowing a wolf", and now there is a "Zhao Zilong blowing God" in my Deyun view. Zhao Li didn't forget to sigh.

It took Zhao Li a lot of effort to recite the text of "The Butcher Blows the Wolf", and I don't know if anyone in this world will recite his deeds of blowing the gods in the future.

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Set up a flag, I Deyunguan Zhao Zilong wants to explode again!

Of course... Not today, just to inform you first.