Chapter Eighty-Eight: A Strange Colorless Mist Aura
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"Look for death!" Zeng Qingwu, who was already crazy, roared wildly, and his already thick fist suddenly increased several times, and he smashed down on his arm without even thinking about it.
"Bang!" Just when Zeng Qingwu's fist was about to hit this sixth-order Xuan disciple, and the latter's hands had already grasped the sword body on Zeng Yihao's chest, the pupils of the Xuan Master-level masked man who was fighting against the Smiling Face Buddha shrank sharply, and the giant palm that was full of Xuan Qi pushed towards Zeng Qingwu suddenly, and a huge wave of qi suddenly swept towards Zeng Qingwu.
"Be careful!" The Qian guard, who was fighting fiercely with another tall masked man, didn't even think about it, but he shook off the chain, like a silver snake leaping violently, and threw Zeng Qingwu out before he was hit.
"Dad!" Zeng Yihao's eyes were suddenly bloodshot, and the power that was disappearing in his whole body suddenly recovered, and he roared from his chest, and without thinking about it, he slashed at the sixth-order Xuanji who was smiling viciously in front of him, and immediately saw a trace of extremely fine blood burst out of this person's neck.
The joy in the eyes of this sixth-order Xuan disciple became stunned because of this sudden flash of cold light...... Unbelievable...... Regret.......
"Bang!" Zeng Qingwu was thrown out directly by a chain of Qian Guard, but he just happened to bump into Tang Haitao, who was holding his son's corpse.
Tang Haitao didn't even have time to scream, his neck was directly pierced by the tail of the chain, his eyelids rolled, his body trembled, his left arm loosened, and the whole person slowly held his son's body and fell to the side, his eyes were full of consternation, and there was still grief and pain because of his son's death, but soon, the light in his eyes gradually went out.
It's just that at this time, no one can take care of him, and the poisonous tongue and the smiling Buddha at the same time abandoned Lu Yongjian, who was also affected by the strength of Master Xuan's masked man and took a few steps back, and the black-clothed masked man of Xuan Master, and pounced on Zeng Yihao and Zeng Qingwu, who had fallen on their backs.
"Make ...... Change...... Bear...... Dead ......^" Zeng Yihao only felt that his consciousness began to blur, but the originally extremely cold chest wound seemed to have warmed up a lot, and the biting chill was slowly sucked away by a strange suction somewhere in his body, and the loss of vitality was no longer so fast, after facing the concerned and anxious eyes of the poisonous tongue, he barely squeezed out a smile, and spit out a few words with all his might, and then the endless feeling of weakness came, and he couldn't support it anymore, his eyes were black, and he lost consciousness.
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When Zeng Yihao opened his eyes again, he was stunned: "Why did I come in again?"
There was a familiar gray mist rolling overhead in front of him, and the aura was wafting, and the surroundings were quiet, which was the Ore Devouring Space.
Only at this moment, where he was lying was a translucent surface of ice, although the ice was extremely thin, about the same as cotton, but ice was ice.
To be precise, the current Ore Eating Space has become a gray mist space with a thin layer of ice on the ground.
"How can there be ice?" Trying to recall the scene before he fell unconscious, Zeng Yihao quickly suddenly realized: "Yes, it was Lu Yongjian's sword that penetrated my body, and I noticed a strong chill at first, but soon the chill disappeared. It seems that there is an ice element in his sword, and this space sucks the cold and saves my life!"
Of course, it wasn't entirely the Mineral-devouring space that saved him, when Lu Yongjian's snowflake cold light saber pierced his body, he tried his best to avoid the heart, as long as the heart was not broken, and there was a Creation Life and Death Pill, his little life should be saved, provided that the fangs understood his reminder before he fell unconscious.
Zeng Yihao hurriedly and carefully got up from the relatively slippery ice, and then realized a very special problem - the temperature of the ice was very low, but he did not feel cold when he was lying on this thin ice before.
He immediately imagined the desert he had been to in his previous life, and when the Ore Devouring Space Ruyi turned into a long stretch of yellow sand, Zeng Yihao was sure of one thing again—everything in this Ore Devouring Space was very real, but the temperature could not affect him.
"By the way, I'm just conscious of it now, my body isn't, maybe that's the reason, so the change in temperature doesn't feel obvious. ”
"I don't know how my dad is now? Did the poisonous tongue seniors understand what I mean and give me the 'Creation Life and Death Pill'?" Zeng Yihao thought of this, he couldn't sit still, and was about to go out, when the gray mist that was constantly rolling in front of him suddenly changed, and quickly poured into the surging colorless mist aura, which made the entire space breath clear, and also made Zeng Yihao's heart feel refreshed.
"What is this?" As soon as Zeng Yihao came into contact with these colorless mist auras that were almost liquid, he found that they were different from the auras he usually absorbed when he cultivated, they were purer and more vigorous. With their addition, it seems that the whole silent and dull space becomes alive.
And after these special colorless mist aura was continuously injected, almost all places were filled, and even when Zeng Yihao's face became moist because of this, they no longer increased. And during this period of time, Zeng Yihao only felt that his spirit seemed to be much clearer, and he had a sense of enlightenment.
"When did there be such a good thing in the ore devouring space?" Zeng Yihao was surprised, his mind moved, and the space in front of him changed suddenly, and the cliff of "Baizhang Death" appeared, but there was still that colorless mist aura in front of him.
Zeng Yihao looked at the newly planted Purple Pole Dorsal Worm that he had planted earlier, and thought that he would see the Purple Pole Dorsal Worm absorbing the aura to the fullest and growing rapidly, but he didn't expect that this colorless mist aura did not seem to have an effect on the plants, but only soaked their leaves.
"Strange, what is this?" Zeng Yihao frowned, thought for a moment, and decided to get out of this space first to see his father's situation.
Soon, the light and shadow flickered in front of him, and he felt that he had left the space and was lying on a soft bed.
When he opened his eyes, the scene in front of him suddenly made Zeng Yihao's heart move.
Everything in sight seemed to be clearer than it had been before the injury, the colors were more vivid and vivid, and the sense of smell was more acute.
But the cultivation did not break through, but Zeng Yihao felt that there was a small gratifying change in the inside of his body, which was sharper, clearer, and more vigorous than before.
He moved his feet slightly, and suddenly felt a slight dull pain in the place where he was stabbed in his chest.
"Brother Zeng, are you awake?!" The surprised voice of the Smiling Buddha immediately sounded in his ears, and then, Zeng Yihao saw the latter's relieved square face and surprised eyes.
"Smiling Buddha senior, my father ......" Zeng Yihao breathed a sigh of relief, struggling to get up.
"Don't worry, he's fine, he woke up before you, he was here before, but the big shopkeeper has found him just now! You have been in a coma for two days and two nights. The Smiling Buddha immediately stepped forward to help him up, with a happy look: "Fortunately, your father put 2 'Creation Life and Death Pills' on his body, saving the lives of your father and son." You are very good, with such a serious injury, you can still kill two people in a row, you are ruthless! No wonder Yang Sizhang values you!"
"Killed two people?" Zeng Yihao knew that his father was fine, and he was immediately relieved, and his eyes were fixed again, quite solemn: "So, Tang Yingzhu and the masked man of the sixth-order Xuantu are dead?"
"Yes, it's all in your hands!" The smiling Buddha said in the same tone, but his gaze was a little strange: "How is it, the enemy is killed, do you feel a sense of relief?"
"Brisk?" Zeng Yihao subconsciously looked down at his hands.
In my previous life, I only saved people and beat people, but I never killed anyone, but I didn't expect to cross into this world, in less than a month, not to mention several big fights, and kill two people in a row!
Although these two people were to blame, and Zeng Yihao was also full of murderous intent when he did it at that time, Zeng Yihao's heart at this moment still had a little more fear of the passing of his life and a shallow sense of guilt and disgust.
Shaking his head, Zeng Yihao frowned unconsciously and muttered, "I don't know." It seems to be happy, but it seems to be ......"
"It seems like there's nothing to do, right?" reminded the smiling Buddha with a strange glow in his eyes that quickly faded.
Nothing to follow?
Zeng Yihao unconsciously raised his eyes to look at the smiling Buddha, and saw that the eyes that were originally smiling were full of gentleness at the moment.
"Senior ......" Zeng Yihao opened his mouth to speak.
The Smiling Buddha raised his hand and interrupted the words that had already reached his mouth: "Do you know who that sixth-order Xuan disciple is?"
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