Chapter Eighty-Three: I'm Dying
The air burst and sparks flew at the same time, and the long whip slashed an afterimage and whipped the opponent's back, but it only tore the gray robe, leaving a scar on his body, and did not cause fatal damage.
Looking at the figure that disappeared again, Min Du was about to go crazy, everything had not gone well recently, he was first controlled by Yang Ling, and now he was played with by the enemy, and there was nothing he could do.
The next moment, he held the long whip tightly and chased in the direction where the enemy had disappeared, his eyes were as red as blood, and a terrifying aura erupted from top to bottom.
But he was already seriously wounded, and the dark matter had broken through the barrier of flesh and flesh and attached to his bones, threatening to corrode the Spirit Gathering Array.
And the pain and anger had taken him from his cool.
But as soon as he moved, the gray figure appeared from behind and stabbed towards the back of the heart.
Min Du was shocked, but there was no way to avoid it, and the body protection vitality shield had been broken, and he was facing death at this time.
He roared, moving his body as hard as he could, his energy surging towards his back, hoping to fend off the killing blow.
At this moment of life and death, Yang Ling finally appeared.
Along the way, he swallowed a full twenty Snow Phoenix Tears, which have the effect of replenishing consumption and improving strength, but the higher the cultivation, the weaker the effect.
At this time, the true power in the dantian had recovered seventy percent, and when he saw that Min Du was about to die, he roared angrily, and the Qingyin Jue and the Imperial God Jue combined with each other, turning into a shock wave, which instantly bombarded the killer's mind.
Although the Qingyin Jue and the Imperial God Jue are not obvious to people whose overall strength is much higher than his, they also have a slight impact.
I saw that the originally mysterious ghost-like killer lost his mind a little, and this moment of loss of consciousness was already a great opportunity for a strong man like Min Du.
With all his strength, he moved quickly to one side.
Burst~
Like the sound of a bubble bursting, the black sword instantly pierced through his strong protective energy shield, and it was like a bamboo, directly stabbing into the extremely tough flesh and blood.
However, Min Du is safe, this sword only stabbed the shoulder, and it is not a big problem, but the black substance left by the black sword is too weird, and it has been invading its flesh and bones.
He felt that the derivation of the Yuan Force in his body had slowed down a lot, and at the same time, the physical pain had become more severe.
The killer cast a secret technique, and his body was haunted by a black aura, which merged with the dim sky, rapidly fading, and then vanishing.
Looking at the tragic situation of the Heavenly Barbarian Tribe, Yang Ling was furious, but he didn't have time to save the others, and the top priority was to eradicate the powerful killer first.
"Die!" Min Du looked crazy, and his willpower was already extremely fragile.
When he saw Yang Ling, his eyes also showed hatred, and the long whip in his hand turned into a flying dragon and whipped him.
Yang Ling was furious, and quickly shifted his shape and changed positions, only to avoid this fierce whip, he shouted loudly, with a clear sound in his mouth, and the sound waves rolled like a wave directly towards the other party.
Airplanes~
In Min Du's mind, a huge Fantian Seal phantom rumbled down, and all the distracting thoughts that were originally raging were suppressed.
The moment he was sober, the gaze released when he looked at Yang Ling was very cold and timid.
"Don't hate me first, kill this person!" Yang Ling knew that Min Du had a grudge, because if he hadn't been controlled, he wouldn't have fallen into this life-and-death dilemma.
Min Du was silent, endured the severe pain on his body, guarded the bones all over his body with his vitality, and shot two rays of essence from his eyes, scanning around.
However, apart from the hoarse roar of the people of the Heavenly Barbarian Tribe, there was no other abnormality.
'Roar~'
One of the tribes let out a roar like a wild beast out of fear, and a moment later his face was distorted and he fell to the ground and died.
Then, a black aura floated out of the deceased's body, shaped like a human figure, with teeth and claws, very weird.
"Immortal Soul!" Yang Ling was shocked.
After death, the soul is too weak, and it usually dissipates immediately and turns into nothingness.
However, through some secret methods, it is completely possible to condense the originally fragile soul, and even after death, it will exist for a long time.
And the method is different, and the condensed soul is also very different, and what appears in front of his eyes is an extremely dark condensation method.
This method is first frightening, and then it is at its peak by using secret techniques to inspire fear.
As the caster dies in fear, the only thing these souls retain is the great resentment before death, but it is extremely fierce, becoming the most filthy thing in the world, and then refining it with some secret methods, it will become an immortal soul.
To say that it is immortal is actually an exaggeration, because everything cannot withstand the erosion of time, and will eventually decay and perish.
This kind of immortal soul can be used in a wide range of ways, and can be refined into the most ferocious treasures, as well as the most poisonous poisons.
However, once the evil person who casts this spell appears, he will be hunted down.
Moreover, many evil techniques and evil methods are only circulating in secret, but I didn't expect them to appear here today.
It has been quite difficult for the Heavenly Barbarian Department to go all the way, gathering everyone's hard work, and now this kind of thing is happening, which can be described as ill-fated.
Seeing his subordinates being tortured to death like this, Yang Ling's heart felt indescribable anger and pity.
Just a few days ago, he had spoken and chatted with some people, but at this time, he was separated by yin and yang.
Just as the black aura floated out of the deceased's body, the killer who had been lurking held a special wooden box and disappeared in a flash, taking away the immortal soul.
Yang Ling was furious, but he still used the Qingyin Jue to suppress the impulsion in his mind, and slowly calmed down.
He knew very well that against such a killer who came and went without a trace, he would die if he was careless.
So you must calm down, look for flaws, and kill with one hit, otherwise the other party is likely to take the opportunity to escape and cannot be captured.
Time was passing, and a quarter of an hour later, another member of the tribe died, it was a master, who cultivated his true power, but because his willpower was too weak, he finally paid the price of his life.
Yang Ling saw that after the death of this person, the immortal soul floating out of his body was much stronger than the previous person, which made him feel a faint threat.
"It's now!" he whispered, knowing that his opponent would not let go of this powerful spirit.
Sure enough, the killer reappeared, covered in black mist, and his speed reached the extreme, and he was about to disappear again after taking away the powerful soul.
However, Yang Ling made a move, and the blood lotus was born from his palm, rising rapidly, and then becoming extremely huge, releasing the coercion of swallowing mountains and rivers.
This series of actions is said to be long, but it is actually very fast, and it is just the time to experience a thought.
This time, the killer could no longer hide, the blood lotus rotated, and the naked child who stumbled and sat down was still very small, but the inexplicable qi machine that could be released made people dare not ignore it, instantly calming the opponent's Yuan Force, making his strength decrease, and the speed was slow, as if he was in a deep quagmire.
Min Du's face was hideous, and he burst out with an earth-shaking momentum, and the long whip in his hand rolled straight towards the man, and the strength was surprisingly great.
The killer was terrified, roared hard, bit the tip of his tongue, and forcibly used the Yuan Force.
The next moment, boundless black light appeared all over his body, and his speed increased significantly.
Yang Ling's face was pale, the huge blood lotus was too consuming his true power, and it was rapidly collapsing under the other party's struggle.
And the killer's speed instantly increased to the extreme, and it was about to disappear.
But at this moment, Min Du's whip had already arrived.
Hearing only a scream, the other party's figure suddenly staggered, and a long whip flew over with a piece of blood and bone.
"Catch him!" Yang Ling's voice was weak, but still cold, and at the same time threw Min Du a mountain opening axe.
Reaching out to catch the big axe that he had been pouring in for a long time, Min Du suddenly felt full of strength, and glanced at the bloody killing picture of the war general on the bronze axe, he was full of pride and fighting spirit.
The killer had already been badly wounded, and the whip took the flesh and bones from his legs, slowing him down.
At this time, Yang Ling couldn't care about anything else, and quickly sat cross-legged, with a wooden fish in his palm, lightly tapping, reciting the Zhenzi formula of Qingyin Jue, and golden ripples spread around him as the center.
This wooden fish is very miraculous, it looks very simple and unpretentious, but it is pregnant with endless Buddha nature, and with the Qingyin Jue, it has reached a perfect realm, which can transform people's hearts on a large scale, and of course, it can also fear and confuse people's hearts.
This time, the people of the Heavenly Barbarian Tribe, who were invaded by the evil law, were full of distracting thoughts, and dominated by a sense of fear, which was almost deep-rooted, and it was not easy to suppress it.
Therefore, it took two hours to finish, but none of the people immediately woke up, but temporarily fell into a coma, and some people's bodies were still convulsing from time to time, which was obviously a symptom left.
This shows how evil and powerful the soul refining secret method used by the killer is.
Seeing that Min Du had not returned for a long time, Yang Ling's heart was full of worry, but he did not go to pursue it, after all, there were more than 10,000 people lying in the tribe, and no one was taking care of him, so he couldn't leave easily.
After checking around the tribe, he found a serious problem, the children who usually chased and played were gone, and even the closest Heke people were gone.
Yang Ling was anxious in his heart, sweating profusely, everyone had selfish intentions, he was most worried about He Keren, and at this time his heart had sunk to the bottom.
"Little girl, you must be good, don't make me sad!"
He prayed to himself, and at the same time hoped that Min Du would be able to capture the killer alive.
Half an hour later, footsteps could be heard outside the tribe.
Yang Ling quickly went out, and saw Min Du swaying his body and walking back, he was covered in injuries, blood flowed, and his face had turned gray-black, shaped like a ghost, extremely terrifying.
In his right hand, he grasped the great axe, and in his left hand was a man in gray with a mutilated body.
"I'm back!" Min Du staggered, obviously seriously injured, and if he didn't treat it, he was afraid that he would be worried about his life.
Looking at the burly man, Yang Ling had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't tell the taste.
He could already see that the killer had completely lost his ability to resist, his breathing was extremely weak, and it was clear that death was not far away.
"I'm dying, that strange black glow has penetrated my body and is eroding my bones. That's fine, I don't have to be enslaved by you anymore!" Min Du sat on the ground and laughed miserably.
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