Chapter 110: Triggering a curse
readx;? The grass demon was so frightened that it hurriedly shrank its head and entered the beast breeding bag, the process of cultivating poisonous weeds into demons was full of blood and darkness, so it was most afraid of thunder. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The dehydration watermark wheel pattern has a huge effect at this moment, it guides the power of the Jiamu rough stone into the heavenly spirit cover above Long Teng's head.
In the thunder of the Jiamu Rough Stone hitting the Heavenly Spirit Cover on the top of Long Teng's head, it actually contains the vitality of the decanter watermark wheel pattern.
Therefore, after the thunder crit, the vitality of the dehydration watermark wheel pattern was quickly repaired, and the injury on the top of Long Teng's head was repaired.
Thundered!
The next moment, another thunderbolt the thickness of a fist poured out from the Jiamu Rough Stone and slammed into the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Dragon.
Blood splattered out of Long Teng's seven orifices, and the terrifying feeling that the Heavenly Spirit Cover on top of his head was almost about to be split, which made Long Teng's heart suddenly extremely nervous, and at this moment he smelled the breath of death.
"Long Teng, give up! You have already awakened three kinds of seal wheels, why should you be bombarded by five thunders and die in order to awaken the power of the Jiamu seal wheel?"
"Long Teng, you can't give up! Have you forgotten your oath? If you can't awaken the power of the Jiamu Seal Wheel, how can you become the Ten Seal Immortal King in the future?"
"Long Teng, give up, if you are unfortunately killed by thunder, your life will be over. ”
If you give up, you will break your oath, and you will never dare to try to awaken the power of the Jiamu Seal Wheel again, and you will leave regrets, and your thoughts will not be able to reach it in the future. ”
“......”
At this moment, Long Teng seemed to have hallucinations, and two more voices were clashing in his ears, one made him give up and the other made him insist.
In a trance, Long Teng seemed to have become a peerless master in the ninth world of the Great Dream. But the next moment, he thought about the unfair treatment he had received in this life in the Long family because of his poor talent.
Thinking of it, he was desperate when Long Tao dug out Chenlong's bloodline and threw it into the mine.
"No, I can't give up, I will definitely go to the top in this life, I want to awaken the Ten Seal Wheels, I want to become the Ten Seal Immortal King!"
Long Teng woke up suddenly, his eyes, which had been shattered by thunder, were as resolute and bright as stars at this moment!
Thundered!
Another fist-thick thunderbolt slammed into the Heavenly Spirit Cover above Long Teng's head from the Jiamu Rough Stone!
Long Teng gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist.
A cyan light burst out from the top of Long Teng's head, and it met the fist-thick thunder and directly absorbed it!
Sou!
Another cyan light instantly shone out from the top of Long Teng's head!
Boom!
At this moment, a force came from the original stone of Jiamu, slamming Long Teng's lips and palms apart.
Rumble!
Before Long Teng could react, he was suddenly hit hard in the abdomen and was knocked flying by a punch.
Bang.
Long Teng slammed into an Emperor Xiu tree in embarrassment before his body stopped, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his internal organs were injured by the punch.
In order to awaken the armor wood seal wheel, Long Teng dispersed the ink-colored dragon armor condensed by the ink-colored dragon dragon, and without the defense of the ink-colored dragon armor, he suffered a big loss at this moment.
"Longteng Daoyou, this is what I said about the curse of the tomb of the living. ”
The grass demon had already stretched its head out of the beast bag again, and it looked at the place where the Jiamu Rough Stone had burst, and said with a nervous voice.
Long Teng's brows furrowed, and he was completely shocked by the changes in the original stone of Jiamu.
The original stone had burst into powder at this time, but where it burst out, a living person appeared.
This one, handsome and burly, holds a black wooden sword in his hand.
"How could this be? I didn't sense a living person in the Wood Rough Stone before!" Long Teng said in amazement.
The grass demon said in horror: "Longteng Daoist, this is the curse of the Living Tomb. As long as you absorb the power of the original stone in the tomb of the living, you will encounter ominous and encounter this kind of immortality. ”
Long Teng stared at the heroic man who burst out of the original stone of Jiamu, he felt the surging blood in this heroic man's body, he was a living person, not a dead spirit.
This really subverted Long Teng's worldview, he never thought that there would be living creatures in the original stone.
"Longteng Daoist, hurry up and push open the stone gate when we came, now we can only escape, otherwise we will definitely die. The grass demon whispered.
The heroic man, who opened his closed eyes, his eyes were unusually bright, and said, "The one who opens the curse must die!"
At the end of the words, the heroic man teleported in front of Long Teng, and directly slashed at Long Teng's neck with the black wooden sword in his hand.
Sonorous!
Long Teng was swept away by the huge force of the black wooden sword, and at the same time, a thunderous force poured into Long Teng's body from the black wooden sword, and the thunderbolt's entire body twitched.
This time, it was not the thunder that was hit hard, but the head of Long Teng.
Because of the power of the Jiamu Seal Wheel, it is absorbing the power of the thunder that attacks the dragon's head.
Bang!
The heroic man teleported again, catching up with the dragon that had been swept away by the great force.
When Long Teng flew out upside down, he used the bloodline of the six Chenlong to urge the ink-colored Chenlong, allowing it to condense into the ink-colored dragon armor.
The heroic man teleported and attacked, and when a sword slashed, Long Teng vomited blood and roared, and a punch blasted out: "Long Shan Splitting Mountain!"
Rumble!
Long Teng's sudden counterattack directly hit the heroic man's body.
The body of the heroic man was instantly blown out in half, and blood stained all around.
But the heroic man seemed to be fine, and the black wooden sword slashed at Long Teng's shoulder.
Thunderclap!
A thunderous force slashed on the dragon dragon's ink-colored dragon armor.
Burst!
Long Teng was repulsed again, blood spurting from his mouth.
The heroic man did not continue to chase and kill, half of his body that was blown up by Long Teng's punch was reborn in a little condensation, this scene made Long Teng creepy.
"Longteng Daoyou, I didn't lie to you. This is the immortal drawn from the curse of the tomb of the living, you can't kill him at all, and he can consume you alive. Now the only way to survive is to open the stone gate and escape. The grass demon said in horror.
Long Teng's brows furrowed, if this Jiamu Rough Stone burst out and an immortal person really couldn't be killed, he wouldn't be able to dig up the Emperor Xiu Tree and escape from the tomb of the living.
At this moment, the dragon soared in his mind, searching for the memories of the Ninth Great Dream, about the memories of the undead.
But in the memory of Dragon Dream IX, there is no memory of the undead.
"No, you can't be led into a misunderstanding by the words of the grass demon, there can be no immortals in this world. The immortal should be a mighty and domineering immortal king, not this kind of weird existence that even my neck is constantly chopped off. ”
Long Teng shook his head and whispered in his heart.
"You can be like a living person, with surging blood and breath, and you can reunite your body after being blown out of half of your body. It's not a formation, it's not a rune, how did it come to be?"
Long Teng was very puzzled, his memory of Dameng IX was actually very vague, and what he remembered most clearly was some spells and martial arts.
He had no memory of such a strange thing as a heroic man.