Chapter 48

Needless to say, the people behind him were also shocked by Wu Moye again and again. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The old man's palm extinguished, although there was no earth-shattering formation of weeping ghosts and gods, they were not far behind Wu Moxie, but they could feel the thick cold aura.

It seems to have been precipitated for eternity, and the oppressive power of the soul power of the water phase is really real, and even this space is a little dignified.

A graceful figure leaned forward next to him, although Long Liuyi could not see the slightest emotional fluctuation on his face, the slender hands covered by his clothes were pinched a little white.

Long Liuyi didn't understand how her complicated state of mind was ups and downs at this time, when she had always been calm and light. She didn't understand why she was led away by Wu Moxie's every move, and in her heart, there was only one thought that was particularly clear, that is, she didn't want the little fat man to have an accident.

Wu Moxie stood up again, and his face finally recovered a lot.

He knew in his heart that without the help of the ginseng doll, he couldn't hold this palm.

"Thank you. ”

A soft murmur that only Wu Moxie himself could hear.

Not to mention it, this statement seems to have stirred up a thousand waves, the ginseng doll in the body is indignant, and the passionate angry voice sounded in his head, Wu Moxie seems to be able to imagine his posture of opening his teeth and dancing claws.

"Don't talk to Ben Samye, you sanctimonious liar!"

Wu Moxie couldn't cry or laugh.

When he raised his head, he found that the old man with a strange face was staring at him with great interest, and the strange blood in his pupils was scattered, which made Wu Moxie's heart begin to hair.

"Little one, don't underestimate the old man......" the old man teased.

"Don't dare...... Give me a hundred dares, don't you dare to underestimate you?" Wu Moxie scratched his head and said with a smile, that harmless posture of humans and animals had a good fight with Yun Yisheng.

"Please also ask the seniors to make a move......" Wu Moxie's soul power was drumming up, and he said respectfully to the old man.

The gray-robed old man's eyes narrowed, his sleeve robe flicked back, and on the thin palm, there was a faint contrast of black and red, just like the eruption of hot magma, reflecting Wu Moxie's face clearly. Even the air around them is a little hot.

"The old man's second palm. It is called, water annihilation. ”

As soon as the hoarse voice fell, the second palm was also imprinted on Wu Moxie's body, and the ripples rolled, as if the heavens and the earth were changing color.

This palm shook out, and the floating force transmitted to the whole body, as if it was an invisible call, and the scorching sensation hit, and every blood vein and every drop of blood in the body seemed to surge.

It was like a kind of burning, and not only the blood, but even the water in the body evaporated at this moment.

The itchy feeling was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, suddenly spreading, above Wu Moxie's skin, there was already a faint white smoke rising, as if he was in a refining furnace, he tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't make the slightest sound, as if his throat was blocked.

The water in Wu Moxie's body was evaporating rapidly, even if a steady stream of life poured in, it was useless.

Water is the foundation of the human body, and without water, people will surely die!

The source of life could not make up for the loss of water, let alone save Wu Moxie's gradually shrinking body.

At this time, Wu Moxie was already thin and withered, his face was frightened, and he looked hideous because of the evaporation of blood.

It seemed that this palm exceeded Wu Moxie's expectations, he didn't expect the old man's palm to evaporate the water and blood in his body.

"Damn, come this out. ”

The ginseng doll was obviously a little caught off guard, but I didn't expect the matter to be so serious.

“......”

Wu Moxie's dry lips squirmed slightly, his feet trembled, and he felt that the power was leaving him, and he couldn't stop it at all.

"Your grandmother is a big watermelon! The old guy who is ugly as a monster really thinks that this ginseng is a vegetarian?!"

The ginseng doll finally broke out, and it seemed to have made up its mind, and a faint law seal suddenly spread in the center of Wu Moxie's eyebrows, full of greenery and vitality.

It seems that this is no longer a confrontation between Wu Moxie and the old man, but a confrontation between the ginseng doll as a heavenly soul spirit demon and the old man.

One annihilation, one resurrection, and the cycle repeats.

It's a battle of dignity.

Burst!

A turbid juice like a spring flowed out, poured into Wu Moxie's body, and quickly spread to every part of the body with the momentum of thunder, as if it had a hematopoietic effect, and the only little blood left gushed out at the moment when it touched this juice, like a clear spring from the ground, washing Wu Moxie's blood again and again.

The organs that were still a few dried up in the body were also rejuvenated after touching the juice, and the cracked holes were repaired one by one.

This is the natal water that belongs to the ginseng doll, and there is not much origin in the ginseng body.

If water is the foundation of the human body, people cannot live without it. This natal water from a ginseng doll is a treasure that can awaken the endless vitality of those who are dying!

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

When the remaining strength of this palm water annihilation was dissipated, Wu Moxie's body also improved, his body recovered again, he was panting like a cow, as if the ghost door had just been closed and he came back, everything was so real.

Wu Moxie was extremely weak, and his feet were weak, and he almost fell.

He raised his hand with difficulty and wiped his forehead, he thought he would be sweating profusely, but he didn't feel a little sweat.

That's right, most of the water in the whole body has been evaporated, where does the sweat come from?

The gray-robed old man already felt that something was wrong, the junior in front of him seemed to have an unparalleled resurrection ability, just now he had obviously drained nearly three-quarters of his water and blood, but now he was only slightly weak.

"You ......"

The gray-robed old man's eyes narrowed, and his sharp gaze kept scanning Wu Moxie's body, hoping to see what was going on, but unfortunately he failed.

Wu Moxie smiled very reluctantly this time, but he did not lose the upper hand in momentum, and looked at the old man without giving in.

"The old man can't feel your cultivation and physiognomy, but you can resist the old man's two palms without falling, little guy, you are the most unique spiritual priest the old man has ever seen......"

Wu Moxie exhaled white air, and there was finally some sweat on his forehead.

"The seniors praised it falsely. ”

"You...... Are you sure you want to continue? The old man thought that you can have this creation for the sake of not being easy, and finally give you a chance, this third palm, you can't survive it if you have the power of resurrection. "It was the first time that the old man was willing to say so many words, and it was the first time that he gave the junior a chance three times or twice.

"Quickly agree!Xiao Xie, if you feel sorry for that Baidao Lotus Spirit, I will help you out!" Long Liuyi finally couldn't hold it back, and said urgently.

Although she was delighted with the miracles created by Wu Moxie, she could hear that what the old man said was no joke. Long Liuyi had a clear premonition that under this third palm, even if she came, she would not survive.

didn't think about it, Wu Moxie still shook his head stubbornly and smiled at the old man.

"Come on. ”

“......”

Pu Wenliu behind him rubbed Tianling, and seemed to have a headache, and sighed to himself: "The guy who drills the horns of the bull, I don't know what to do......"

The old man couldn't tell whether it was Bo anger or something else in his eyes, he nodded silently, his feet were straightened, and the pale gray linen robe was windless. The old man closed his eyes with an indifferent expression, as if he was brewing the last palm.

The cold wind gusted, and everyone in the audience was silent, all focused on this, only the old man's hoarse voice echoed in this swampy forest.

"The old man's third palm, called, is soul-shattering. ”

As he spoke, the old man's palm was already sticking out, and the speed was extremely slow, as if a withered leaf was falling lightly.

Such a prosaic palm, but it made the atmosphere present condense to the extreme.

......

......

There was no sound, and there was no movement.

Everyone just watched the gray-robed old man's palm retract, as if nothing had happened.

The white-robed figure also stood quietly, with his eyes closed, and the heavenly spirit, the place where the soul was nurtured, set off a storm and waves.

Wave after wave, the soul is like a small boat, helplessly adrift in the raging sea.

The soul fire swayed violently.

Sometimes it rises, sometimes it goes out, and once it is extinguished, it is the time of death.

But just like someone's crazy will, the weak soul fire kept flickering, but it never went out, burning firmly.

Wu Moxie's face went from pale to bruised and then to pale.

Immediately, he opened his eyes.

The old man's expression changed a little, and when he looked at the junior in front of him, he actually smiled.

Although it is more ugly than not laughing.

"Little one, you've passed. ”

Wu Moxie bowed respectfully, and everything was silent.

"Say hello to Lord Su Li on behalf of the old man...... I don't know if he's still in the world......"

The gray-robed old man sighed, turned around and walked back to the old place, and sat down cross-legged.

This voice could only be heard by Wu Moxie, but his expression was wonderful.

Su Li......