For what Lao Wang muttered there, he closed his eyes, immersed all his mind in the spiritual sea, and constantly urged the short blade that was bound by lightning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With the help of the spiritual power on the mass of medicine residue later, the brilliance of the short blade continued to flow, and after a few breaths, it had already reached the extreme.

When the spiritual power reached the extreme, the short blade shook again, and the frequency and amplitude of the entire blade body shook more and more, shaking the lightning chains bound around the body.

And the net woven by lightning was not a good match, and the electric light on it became more intense, coming from the depths of the gelatinous object, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the spirit weapon, with a "zila" sound, and hit the short blade, splitting out sparks and spreading along the blade.

With the flickering of electric sparks, most of the lightning on the short blade had dissipated from the tip and returned to the inside of the gelatinous material, and a very small part did not dissipate, but seeped into the blade of the short blade with a loud sound.

When the lightning and thunder roared in the spiritual sea, Chen Wei had quietly sat down on his knees in the same place, lowered his head slightly, put his hands on his knees, and the breath on his body became nothing, if it wasn't for the breath on the end of his nose, someone would definitely treat him as a sitting corpse.

The night was getting darker and deeper, and in the night breeze, the stars hung all over the sky, and before you knew it, the stars had thinned out, and the moon had climbed into the sky.

After Chen Wei sat down, Lao Wang's eyes flickered for a while, then he sighed and sat down against the wall, his eyes cautiously staring around, guarding Chen Wei.

Sitting this time, neither of them felt the loss of time, until the first rays of the morning sun were thrown from the clouds to the earth, and the gap between the railings of the spirit beast fang shone on his body, Chen Wei's spiritual sea suddenly shook, and then there was a sound in his body, and then a faint white light penetrated from his spiritual sea part, and then continued to spread to other parts, and in the blink of an eye, the faint white light tightly wrapped his whole body.

At the same time as the white light with a hint of aura spread all over his body, there was a "zila" sound, and a spark of electricity emanated from his body, circling around him.

As the lightning continued to swim outside his body, the spiritual white light oozing from his body continued to decrease, and after a few minutes, the white light around him slowly became dim and silently burrowed into his body again.

When the lightning covering the outer layer of the body drilled into the body, the flesh and blood on Chen Wei's body seemed to be inflated, slowly bulging up layer by layer, and in just a few minutes, Chen Wei was held up like a large inflatable doll, the only difference was that he was still panting.

At the same time as his body swelled, Chen Wei's face turned pale, the facial features on his face were curled, his eyelids kept trembling, as if he wanted to open them, his body trembled while sweat continued to bubble on his forehead, and it merged into a stream along his cheeks, constantly dripping down.

Just when Chen Wei's body changed, Lao Wang, who was standing opposite him, opened his eyes noticeably, and when he saw Chen Wei's appearance, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, and then he stared at him tightly.

Although he didn't open his eyes to see what he really looked like, Chen Wei felt that his body was about to be blown up, and at the same time, he reversed and rushed towards his brain along his divine thoughts, as if he wanted to open his spiritual brain.

Especially in the spiritual sea, the short blade struggled more violently, and the lightning became denser, constantly impacting the short blade, and because of this, the proportion of lightning absorbed by the short blade became larger and larger, and the luster on the short blade was no longer that dark color, but exuded bursts of strange light.

As time passed, Chen Wei's body became more and more bulging, and even his skin was stretched into translucent, and even Chen Wei himself had a strange feeling in his heart: if someone picked up a needle and pricked his skin, would his whole body wilt like a deflated ball.

At the moment when he felt that his body was about to explode, his head was uncomfortable as if it wanted to explode, and at the same time, his divine thoughts were also suppressed in his mind.

After the divine thought was suppressed, it naturally lost contact with the short blade, and the short blade, which had been bound to be bombarded by lightning, suddenly stopped shaking without warning, and suddenly became extremely quiet, motionless, and quietly suspended there.

At the same time that the short blade became quiet, the lightning that kept rushing out of the gel seemed to lose its target, and after a few flashes, it retracted into the gel and became quiet.

When he felt that his divine thoughts were constantly compressed, Chen Wei could only choose to temporarily disconnect from the short blade, but even he didn't know it, and it was this unintentional move that allowed him to put aside all the burden and be able to focus more on suppressing the abnormality in his brain.

Under the action of external forces, Chen Wei also consciously contracted his divine thoughts inward, and kept shrinking his divine thoughts to the size of a needle, and he really stopped when he couldn't compress them any longer.

When he found that the divine thoughts were compressed to the end, Chen Wei suddenly blinked his eyes, and a ruthless color radiated from his eyes, and with a low roar, the divine thoughts that had been compressed to the end suddenly expanded outward, and all the divine thoughts rushed towards the surroundings like wild horses that had escaped from the brisle.

"Boom"

The divine thoughts collided with the gray-black gas that was constantly oppressing them, and then as Chen Wei's mind turned, it was no longer hard with the gray-black aura, but quickly intertwined with the black qi, constantly fusing and devouring.

When the Divine Mind devoured the gray-black gas, the gray-black aura was constantly contracting, making his head feel a little more comfortable, but at the same time, another breath rose from the Divine Thought.

As the breath rose, he had the feeling that he was drinking to quench his thirst.

But what can he do, although he knows it very well, but the problem is that since the divine thought and the gray and black aura are intertwined, it has also become sluggish, as if it is out of his control, no matter how his mind turns, the divine mind is constantly devouring itself, ignoring him at all.

The speed of this devouring was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, the original colorless divine thought had also turned into a gray color, constantly floating in his mind, like an ownerless thing.

After floating around in his mind for a while, the gray divine thought suddenly split into wisps and rushed towards his heavenly spirit, surging about a third of the way before it stopped again.

Then the remaining two-thirds seemed to become extremely heavy, and quickly sank downward, stopping when they reached the middle of the man, and then half of them were separated into the middle of the man.

The rest continued to fall, all the way down, and after being pressed down by Linghai, it suddenly burrowed into his full yin. (To be continued.) )