Su Can thought of all kinds of unfavorable factors, and Zuo Zimu was even more shocked, and shouted: "Young man spare his life!" I don't mean anything, it's just a joke with you, it's just a test to see if you have the strength to trade with me...... You know, walking the rivers and lakes, strength is respected, and if you want to trade, you have to find someone whose strength matches you......"

His face was full of sincerity, but it was mixed with irrepressible panic and horror that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, making his face deformed and extremely hideous.

Su Can seemed to be convinced, gritted his teeth and said: "It makes sense, I understand, and thank you for the lesson, this will be one of my most important lessons......"

Zuo Zimu said: "That doesn't stop!" Stop...... Don't...... Stop and talk, please......"

Su Can said coldly: "It's late, I can't stop, I'm a very well-behaved person, and the lesson of blood will never be forgotten......"

Zuo Zimu's face suddenly showed a crazy look, and he roared: "I fought with you ......"

As he spoke, he began to reverse his internal force.

He knew that if he did this, he would die extremely ugly, but at this moment, he made up his mind that he would not let Su Can absorb even the slightest.

"Even if you want to die, Lao Tzu's life will be in charge of himself!"

Zuo Zimu was crazy to the extreme, but he thought with some pride.

And as he reversed his true qi, his aura skyrocketed in an instant, reaching a realm comparable to innate in an instant.

His beard was full of hair, his face was red, his eyes were scarlet, the murderous intent was like substance, his breath was extremely violent, and it seemed that the whole person had swelled in a big circle, looking like a demon king had descended into the world.

Unless it is a very special exercise, reversing the true qi is the scattered gong that everyone talks about in the martial arts.

Reversing the exercises, dispersing a body of true qi between heaven and earth, and feeding back heaven and earth, such a result is naturally a soul scattered, which is much more dangerous than any madness.

The cultivation of true qi by a martial artist is to plunder the heavens and the earth, and it is forbidden by the heavens and the earth.

However, the difference between scattering gong is that it returns the essence to heaven and earth, which is naturally welcomed by heaven and earth, so often at the moment of scattering gong, it can often exert a strength that is many times stronger than usual.

To a certain extent, the power of active dispersal is comparable to the self-explosion of the fantasy fairy world!

It's just that the time for scattering is relatively longer, and it is far less intense than the self-explosion.

At this moment, Zuo Zimu's eyes were red, his breathing was heavy, and the meridians all over his body began to shift, and they seemed to appear on the epidermis on his body, which seemed to be like countless little mice going backwards, making his skin and flesh like countless moving pimples.

Such a terrifying scene shocked Su Can.

But at this moment, the strength of Zuo Zimu's hand was suddenly unusual, and in an unconscious cruel smile, his wrist twisted suddenly, and as soon as he grabbed his fingers, he reversed it, and held Su Can's hand tightly, pinching the latter's hand so loudly that it was almost broken.

The sharp pain in his hand came, and Su Can's eyes darkened, and he almost fainted in pain.

He also knew that this was a critical moment, and he endured the severe pain, and he absorbed it more and more frantically.

Although Zuo Zimu was seriously injured at the moment, he did not lose much of his internal strength, even if Su Can absorbed some, his cultivation was still far above Su Can.

After the reversal, the power of the exercises was much stronger.

Su Can's true qi, driven by it, was actually pampered, and there was an urge to enter Zuo Zimu's body, and he couldn't suppress it.

This is a sign that the internal force is about to pour into the opponent's meridians, and at the same time, driven by the opponent's scattered gong, the true qi also has the potential to reverse the scattered gong.

Su Can was horrified, and remembered the earnest admonition in the mental method of the Northern Spiritual Skill, knowing that this was because he was strongly absorbing the opponent's internal force, and the opponent's internal force was far stronger than his own, and when he was suicidal, the power was much stronger.

At this extremely dangerous moment, Su Can's heart was clear, and he said, "What about you?" This is a cheap internal force that has been obtained, I hope you can withstand it......"

Thinking of this, with a flash of inspiration, he took the initiative to drum up the two toxins in his blood, mixed them in the true qi to the maximum, and took the initiative to impact towards Zuo Zimu's meridians.

Fortunately, the true qi of the Northern Darkness is one of the few exercises in heaven and earth that can run retrograde and be harmless, and the life and death talisman of the Tianshan Tong Mu is made by reversing the Xuan Gong, condensing wine, water, etc. into ice, and then attaching the true qi.

Rumble......

Su Can's true qi entered Zuo Zimu's meridians, which had little impact on the latter, but the toxins that existed in the reversed true qi were everywhere, and Zuo Zimu's meridians were immediately frozen and unable to function.

Halfway through the dispersal work, it was also frozen and came to an abrupt halt.

Even the speed of this ice far exceeded the speed of the operation of the true qi, like lightning, Su Can's true qi only ran a small half in the meridians of Zuo Zimu's arm, and the meridians of the latter's body were frozen up.

Then the power of the ice overflowed from the meridians and spread, reaching the whole body in an instant.

Zuo Zimu's scattered skills ended before he fully started, and his whole person was like an ice sculpture, with only one breath left.

"How can this be ......"

Zuo Zimu shouted in his heart.

But at this moment, it is difficult for him to even open his mouth and shout, let alone resist.

Suddenly turned from a demon king to a lamb to be slaughtered, this change was too fast, and he couldn't adapt to it.

But at this moment, his brain is still very clear, which makes him even more resentful.

Su Can was overjoyed, and the Northern Shengong returned to positive operation, and began to absorb Zuo Zimu's power again.

Between good and bad, moving from the heart, transforming nature, without the slightest hindrance, the true qi of the Northern Darkness did not disappoint Su Can.

This time, Zuo Zimu had no capital to compete at all, and he didn't even have the qualifications to disperse his skills, and watched Su Can take away all the true qi that he had practiced all his life.

As the last trace of internal force was absorbed, Zuo Zimu fell into the cold abyss, unable to extricate himself, a curtain seemed to be pulled down in his eyes, and the world in his eyes also turned into a cloud of darkness.

He exhaled a long breath, like a low sigh, but never took a single breath in.

Su Can closed his eyes and ran his true qi, transforming the true qi obtained from Zuo Zimu into seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, and his cultivation also skipped one after another, and he suddenly went from the fifth level of the day after tomorrow to the eighth level of the day after tomorrow, and was about to reach the peak of the day after tomorrow.

Although the head is still a little dizzy, the pain has long been relieved.

He cared about the safety of the four little guys, and he didn't have time to continue extracting with the Northern Pluto Spiritual Technique, took out an electric chisel, and chiseled the iron fence.

Except for Xiao Wu, who was seriously injured and couldn't move, the other three little guys all struggled to move over and help him.

Xiao Er opened his mouth and bit the iron rod that was thicker than itself, as if he was going to bite it off with force, although it was in vain.

But it just doesn't give up, the whole body hangs on it.

The second and third children opened their mouths and kept spitting poisonous mist at the other iron pole.

As soon as they were spitted at close range, their poisonous mist turned into small droplets and smeared on the iron rods.

The small droplets had a very corrosive effect, and in a short time, piles of bubbles formed on the iron rods.

But the irons are so thick that even if they spray for a day and a night, I'm afraid they won't be able to spray the irons.

Soon, the venom in the bodies of the two little ones was sprayed dry, and their mouths kept opening and closing, but no mist sprayed out again.

But looking at the way they look, I don't want to give up yet.

Su Can was funny and moved.

It's just that the connection between them is a blood connection similar to instinct, and he asked a few little ones to give up, and they didn't seem to understand what he meant, and they still did the same.