Chapter 122: Three-legged

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In an instant, Mi Qing's flesh pores were congested.

Except for the four grass and vine species that have infiltrated the pollution source behind them, all the other grass and vine species instantly turned into nothingness. Blood spurted from the pores of the whole body, the flesh was torn, and the bones and blood were shattered.

Her whole body couldn't stand, and she was almost paralyzed into a pile of rotten meat.

But soon, the flesh that fell in the blooming chain of blood began to be reborn again.

Such repeated destruction made Mi Qing can't help but scream.

"Ahh

The screams turned into muffled snorts in the end, and Mi Qing's lips were bitten into a mess. She was already a bloody person, and now she has almost lost all the blood in her body, but there is dark golden blood with it.

The black source of the fallen god is like a bone appendage, sticking to her skeleton, creating dark lines.

The source of pollution penetrated into her body and occupied her internal organs.

At this moment, the three origin powers in her body actually reached a balance.

Mi Qing spit out the black blood that was stuffed in his chest, and he felt that his suffocated chest was much more comfortable.

She raised her hand, and her palm condensed a cloud of energy mixed with the power of the three origins. Just looking at it like this, I feel breathtaking.

"Sure enough, I was right."

Mi Qing withdrew his hand and looked at 'Zhuo Feixin'.

The latter, panicked.

"I can teach you how to use the Source of the Fallen Gods," Mi Qing stared at, 'Zhuo Feixin' had not yet fully gained control of this body, and the red gold arm holding the ribbon behind her was also interfering with her. At this time, he had a hard time with Mi Qing, and it was obvious that the gains outweighed the losses.

At the moment, the only way to do this is to stabilize Mi Qing, and when she completely grasps this body, she can ......

As a result, Mi Qing didn't give her the slightest chance.

She raised her hand, and the grass and vine seeds behind her instantly skyrocketed. In an instant, the sky was covered with the sun, and it was comparable to the thunder above the head.

"You ......" 'Zhuo Feixin' raised his hand to parry the grass and vine seeds.

However, there are three kinds of grass and vine species blessed by the power of the source, which are not the same as before.

With one blow, 'Zhuo Feixin' couldn't resist it, and the black qi on her body was not only defeated, but even the ghost qi that continued to escape from the cracks in her body was absorbed by the grass and vine seeds, and continuously entered Mi Qing's body.

Mi Qing withdrew the blood chain, and the half of the word "sophist" wandered across her face. The black gas enters the body, and the pollution source of the treacherous bones is endlessly under the blessing of half a word.

The two are blended, and there is a vague equilibrium trend.

In this way, the origin of the flesh and blood of the immortal god could not be replenished, and the balance of the three-legged tripod was broken.

She licked the corners of her lips, her salivating gaze fixed on the other red gold arm behind Zhuo Feixin.

“…… What a madman! ”

'Zhuo Feixin' is the main consciousness of this body today, where can I not feel Mi Qing's coveted greed. She turned around and ran, but where would Mi Qing give her this opportunity.

She galloped over, grabbed Zhuo Feixin's foot, and with one force, the latter was dragged down from the void by Mi Qing and smashed into the ground.

'Zhuo Feixin' flipped several times in the void before sliding dozens of meters on the ground to stabilize his body.

But before she could stand firmly, Mi Qing was already galloping in front of her.

The grass and vine seeds skyrocketed, and the two of them were surrounded in an instant, and the people outside couldn't see the inside story.

Song Ziliu, who had just been thrown out by the ribbon, smashed to the ground and rolled several times before he stopped his body, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked up to see that scene.

He was discolored.

The ribbon that had withdrawn had not yet fallen on the living mountain again, but had turned into a little golden light and dissipated in it.

The big black umbrella is also dissipating.

Huoshan seized this opportunity and completely broke free from the shackles of the side. With a heavy breath, the thunder that lacked residual power was finally torn apart by it, the dark clouds dispersed, the dust was filled, and the initiative was once again in the hands of the living mountain.

The loess in the sky gathered into a big hand and pressed down towards Song Ziliu.

Song Ziliu barely stood up, but the natal sword was no longer able to parry. In the previous blow, even if there was a ribbon to protect it in time, the natal sword was still full of cracks.

If you continue to use it, I'm afraid it will break and crumble.

The shattering of the natal sword means that his abilities will be lost.

Those who have ability, once they have ability, where can they lose ability again. It is better to die than to lose ability.

At this moment, he was ready to die. But before he died, he still had to fight.

The natal sword was suspended, the cracks became more and more intense, and Song Ziliu vomited blood again and again. It can be guided by blood, and there are a hundred swords condensed. These hundred swords, gathered his blood, already had a different potential.

"Go!"

With a loud shout, a hundred swords came out together.

"Bang-"

The big hand collided with a hundred swords, and the sky and earth lost color for a moment.

A hundred swords are shattered, and the loess is scattered and gathered. The big hand pressed down again, and Song Ziliu's natal sword fell to the ground, almost collapsing.

He staggered, but steadied himself. Looking at the bigger and bigger hands in his field of vision, he smiled helplessly, "After all, it's ...... Defeated. ”

He closed his eyes.

However, after a few seconds, the big hand was not suppressed.

He opened his eyes in astonishment, and saw a person floating in front of him. The grass and vines behind her, white or black or gold or purple, blended in four colors, completely covering the sky in his eyes.

"Click-"

The grass and vine seeds skyrocketed, and the big hand was pierced, directly penetrating the body of the living mountain.

Song Ziliu was stunned.

Not to mention the range of big hands, let's just say that the range of the living mountain is far more than 10,000 meters.

The grass and vine species of Miqing were originally only 100 meters long, but now they can skyrocket to 10,000 meters all at once, running through the living mountain that is indescribable for human beings!

This...... Is she really just a second-level ability?

"Whoa—"

The grass and vine seeds were retracted, and the teeth and claws were born behind Mi Qing, formless, but unstoppable.

The living mountain roared, but the penetrating wound of the grass and vine seeds did not heal, and between its exhalation and inhalation, it actually leaked the wind. The loess was out of shape, and Mi Qing seized this opportunity to teleport continuously.

The grass and vines behind her were as fast as lightning, and in just a dozen seconds, the living mountain was completely stabbed into a sieve.

That touch of greenery finally fell into Mi Qing's hands.

When the Living Mountain collapsed, Mi Qing contained it.

【Wanyao Mountain: Because of ??? The polluted mountains are ethereal, and the seven-dimensional void spirits

Species: Ethereal Spirit

Level: 9 (incomplete)

Traits: Seven Emotions and Six Desires (0/?) ), soil poly (0/?) ), vitality (0/?) ), chemical soil (0/? ), loose soil (0/?) )、?

Pollution number: 70

Backstory 1: ...... Once upon a time there was a mountain, and in the midst of it there was a spirit, and the spirit was born of wisdom, but not of all natures......

Backstory 2: ...... Beshan's three mutations awakened, the seventh-dimensional ??? appears, it is called, but it cannot return without a call; Besan Day 3......

Note: Soil, the foundation of all things]

Mi Qing glanced at Wanyao Mountain, and then looked at the grass and vine seeds. With the blessing of the power of the three origins, the grass and vine species automatically mutated.

【Grass and Vine Species: In??? The polluted mountains are ethereal, and the seven-dimensional ethereal

Species: Ethereal

Level: Level 9 (Changing Status)

Characteristics: Soil for Ann (0/?) ), Fujiyo (0/?) ), planting (scrapped) (0/? ), plant yield (0/? ), all things are born (0/?) )、?

Pollution number: 60

Backstory 1: Grass and vine species, growing in ??? Grass and vines on the body. I don't know when, the two cannibalize each other, and only one of them is bloodthirsty instinct; Under the bloodthirsty instinct, it is the nature of bullying the soft and fearing the hard......

Backstory 2: ...... Beshan's three mutations awakened, the seventh-dimensional ??? appears, it is called, but it cannot return without a call; On the third day of Beshan, he was besieged by those who were able to do so, and was contained by the resurrected spirit, and his bloodthirsty instinct still did not change; However, the grass and vine species that are destroyed by a blow and the [planting] characteristics are destroyed, and their strength may not be greatly reduced, but perhaps they will be more obedient......

Backstory 3: With the blessing of the flesh and blood of the immortals, the source of the fallen gods, and the source of pollution of the treacherous bones, it seems that a strange change has occurred......

Dimension Characters: Recognize seven-dimensional characters and limit 100 characters

Note: The end of the change may also be the essence of the grass and vine species.

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I finally saw them go down to earth, and I mistook me for chasing dramas