Chapter Eighty-Nine: Handed
Xu Han looked at the martial artist with a black mist all over his body, the Thunder Shattered Cloud Sutra was running in his body, and the thunder light in his hand was lingering.
"Damn! It's actually a thunder attribute. Looking at Xu Han's right hand wrapped in thunder light, the black-clothed martial artist was surprised in his heart.
Looking at the black-clothed warrior in front of him, with a flash of panic in his eyes, Xu Han glanced at his right hand, and the thunder under his feet turned out, heading straight for the black-clothed warrior.
The Qianyuan Thunder Dragon Fist in his hand struck away, and the black-clothed martial artist flashed, and a black energy came straight towards Xu Han, and the inky black spiritual power directly turned into a puff of black smoke under the thunder light and disappeared into the air.
"There's a play!" Looking at the black-clothed warrior whose aura dissipated, revealing his miserable white hands, Xu Han said happily in his heart.
It seems that it is not devouring aura, it should be able to corrode ordinary aura, but when it encounters the spiritual power of the yang attribute of the thunder attribute, it is easy to dissipate.
"Second brother, this kid is a thunder attribute. The black-clothed warrior glanced at the ecstatic Xu Han and said loudly to the short warrior in the distance.
In front of the thunder attribute martial artist, he didn't have any advantage, and he was completely pressed and beaten by Xu Han.
"You drag it first, and I'll kill this beast at once. The short warrior glanced at Xu Han and shouted loudly.
Xu Han looked at the giant mosquito that was constantly wailing in the air, and the thunder under his feet turned into a thunderbolt, and the purgatory thunder dragon claw in his hand struck straight away.
In a flash, the claw wind swept over the black-clothed warrior, directly tearing off the black clothes draped on his body, revealing the withered body under the black clothes.
"This!" Looking at the shriveled body falling in the sun, Xu Han's heart was full of consternation.
The man seemed to have drained all the water from his body, his wrinkled skin was attached to his torso, and his ribs were clearly visible, looking like an old man in the twilight.
"You!" Seeing Xu Han looking at him with a shocked face, the black-clothed warrior was furious in his heart.
He is only in his early twenties, but after cultivating the martial arts in the valley, the whole person will be corroded by that black spiritual power, and he looks like an old man in his seventies or eighties, so he has been wrapped in black clothes for many years.
A pair of miserable white hands, the black mist lingered and came straight towards Xu Han, looking at the martial artist who was annoyed and angry, Xu Han was overjoyed in his heart.
That inky black spiritual power was directly dispersed by the thunder dragon on the Qianyuan Thunder Dragon Fist, and then the afterglow hit the miserable white arm.
"Ahh
With a scream, the black-clothed warrior flew towards the back, and the violent thunder spiritual power attached to his body, and the place covered by the thunder spiritual power seemed to be on fire, and puffs of black smoke came out.
Looking at the black-clothed warrior with black smoke in his hand, the thunder dragon finger in Xu Han's hand went straight to the warrior in the air.
The dwarf warrior heard a scream from his companion, and a skull-shaped spiritual power flew out in his hand, biting on the wings of the giant mosquito in the air.
The giant mosquito howled in pain, and one side of the silver-white wings was directly corroded into a large hole.
The two wings of the desolate beast fluttered, and it lost its balance and fell directly to the ground in the distance.
"Third brother. The short black-clothed warrior screamed, and a gallop directly caught the black-clothed warrior who was hit by the thunder dragon finger in the air.
Looking at the third brother who was constantly emitting black smoke from his chest, the short martial artist felt a panic in his heart.
Their Evil Shadow Valley warriors cultivated an evil martial arts, and the aura they cultivated could corrode the opponent's aura, but one thing descended from another.
When encountering a raging thunder-attribute martial artist, they are very passive, and being hit by a thunder-type martial artist will not only disperse the spiritual power on their body surface, but also purify the spiritual power in their body.
Looking at his companion who was lying in his arms and constantly wailing in pain, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the short warrior.
This Heavenly Spirit Grass was discovered by their eldest brother when he entered the secret realm last time, when the Heavenly Spirit Grass had just grown four leaves, and the fifth leaf had only just revealed its tender buds.
Just this time, I teleported to the periphery, and I met my third brother along the way, and I didn't expect there to be a thunder attribute martial artist along the way.
If he knew that this kid was a thunder-attribute martial artist, he wouldn't have run out so recklessly.
Glancing at Xu Han, who was calm and leisurely, the short black-clothed warrior scolded secretly, lifted his injured companion and ran towards the rear.
Tanaka has long warned that when you go out and encounter a thunder-attribute warrior, unless there is a huge difference in strength, you can flee as far as you can.
Looking at the black-clothed warrior fleeing in front of him, Xu Han was afraid that the Heavenly Spirit Grass would be lost, so with a flick of his right hand, the purple feather turned into a length of more than a meter and broke through the air directly.
Hearing the sound behind him, he looked at the two-winged spirit beast that was speeding behind him, and his eyes were full of consternation.
"It's so fast. ”
Before he could react, with a miserable scream, the injured warrior in his arms was directly cut off by the purple feather's left wing in the air, and the short black-clothed warrior snorted, leaving a right hand to disappear into the valley.
"Is this still human?" Xu Han thought to himself as he looked at the shriveled body where black smoke was constantly coming out of the wound.
Purple Feather swirled, passing Xu Han and running towards the desolate beast that was constantly fluttering on the side.
The desolate beast looked at the purple feathers flying in the air, its eyes were full of panic, its silver-white wings kept flapping, and it struggled on the ground, but it could only stir up a puff of dust.
The purple feather claws hit the giant mosquito, and the majestic head was about to be on the beast, and the giant mosquito wailed, but there was no blood flowing out.
Zi Yu tore open the lifeless desolate beast, swallowed the heart-like thing in his body, and returned to Xu Han's shoulder with a look of satisfaction.
It seems that that thing has condensed the essence and blood of the beast's body.
It's been almost a year, Zi Yu has changed a lot, but he still can't communicate with Xu Han normally, but some actions are more humane.
Looking at the purple feather on his shoulder, Xu Han plunged into the pool, looking at the five-leaf heavenly spirit grass floating on the water in the pool, his heart was full of joy.
Gently pulling it up, Xu Han put the Heavenly Spirit Grass in the ring, and was overjoyed in his heart, he finally got a spiritual object.
Xu Han swam back to the shore and lost the heart-like thing, and the giant mosquito's entire body was deflated.
"This should be useful. Xu Han tore off the two-meter-long sharp mouth of the desolate beast and muttered in his mouth.
This desolate beast should be the most important thing to swallow with this long mouth and purple feather, maybe it will be of any use in keeping it in the future.
Xu Han searched the entire valley carefully, and finally made sure that there was no place left, and walked towards the forest with Zi Yu.
Xu Han jumped down from the tree and ran towards the vague mountain in the distance, he had been in the forest all along, and since there was a mountain over there, he should find something.
Xu Han finally realized at this moment, the feeling of running a dead horse in Wangshan, looking not far away, but he didn't expect to walk for so long and still not arrive.
Along the way, Xu Han kept hunting wild beasts, and Xu Han found that the ** of wild beasts was much stronger than the spirit beasts outside, and it seemed to be cultivation.
It seems that the desolate beasts in such a secret realm are the spirit beasts that specialize in cultivation, and all the absorbed spiritual energy is used to temper **, no wonder Ziyu has been absorbing desolate beasts since he came in, and these desolate beasts are full of aura.
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