Chapter 53: You're Trying Your Fist?
Since this method is feasible, the Dao Yuan no longer hesitates, and from the previous resistance, to the passive absorption later, and then to the current full absorption, this process has been transformed in a very short period of time.
The true yuan of the mountain and the tsunami kept coming along the sword of life and death, and Dao Yuan was surprised to find that at this time, the divine power no longer had to be controlled by himself, and it actually began to operate on its own again, like a thirsty person encountering sweet spring water, greedily gulping and pouring it.
Finally, the man in black sensed that something was wrong, how could his true yuan be exported, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no movement?
Looking at Dao Yuan again, there is no uncomfortable appearance at all, and he is still smiling at himself, what is going on?!
The man in black faintly felt that something was wrong, and was about to see what was going on, but he found that he was unable to move, and at this moment, Zhenyuan was no longer under his control, just like a river bursting its banks, pouring out of his palm.
This discovery suddenly made his soul fly out of the sky, and he looked at Dao Yuan in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost, and the previous contempt and disdain had long since disappeared.
At this moment, Lei Luo, who was about to be unable to support it, felt a shock all over his body, and the true yuan transmitted from the gun disappeared without a trace at once, he was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to withdraw the soul breaking gun, but he immediately found that not only was he still unable to move, but the few true elements in his body were uncontrollably lost rapidly along his arm.
At this moment, Lei Luo was so depressed that he almost wanted to cry, and he couldn't help but have the urge to scold his mother: Nima is a hammer! What the hell is this! Come, it's not that I have the final say, go, it's not that I have the final say, I can only stare at it like this, I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today!
After half a burnt incense, the true yuan in Lei Luo's body has long been emptied, and there is no trace of it, his strength is already low, no matter how much he loses, it is just that little thing, it is not a pity, but the man in black is different.
Looking at the true yuan that he had worked so hard to cultivate, he made wedding clothes for others in vain, and the impulse of the man in black to scold his mother was no worse than Lei Luo.
He urged Zhenyuan several times, wanting to shake the sword of life and death away, but the more this happened, the more Zhenyuan lost, and it was the kind that never looked back, so scared that he didn't dare to mess around anymore.
If it was in his intact heyday, it would definitely not be difficult to do this, but after too much loss in the previous battle, and he was seriously injured by Hai Wuya, his current true yuan was at most one-twelfth left. If it was when Dao Yuan had just started to exercise, he might still have a chance, but at this moment, the general trend has been achieved, and it is a fool's dream to want to shake off the sword body of life and death to be free.
Just when the man in black was hesitant and frightened and had nothing to do, the momentum of Dao Yuan was getting stronger and stronger.
At this moment, the True Yuan in his body was full and bulging, all over his body, and his face gradually became red, as if even his eyebrows and black hair were like a True Yuan escaping.
When this momentum finally reached a critical point, in the shocked gaze of the man in black, the Dao Yuan broke through.
Heyuan Middle Realm!
It was exactly the same as the situation in the decisive battle that day, after assimilating and fusing enough true elements, it broke through again without surprise.
Wait, it's not over yet.
It seems that the situation is starting to repeat itself......
His momentum began to accumulate again......
At last......
Breakthrough!
"My day! No reason! You can do this anyway!" the man in black wanted to cry without tears, and shouted and cursed loudly in his heart, and he didn't know how many alpacas were galloping and whistling past.
However, when he entered the peak of the Heyuan Upper Realm, and was only one foot away from the Refining Void Realm, Dao Yuan suddenly felt a huge barrier that was formless and substantial, lying in the depths of his soul, he didn't understand what it was, but he could feel it.
It is a force that cannot be freed from bondage, not physically, but spiritually, or mentally.
"Could it be that this is the limit of the strength that can be achieved by the first level of divine skill......" A flash of realization flashed in Dao Yuan's heart.
But then, he sensed that something was wrong, if the realm was not broken, his strength would not be able to improve. However, at this time, the divine power showed no signs of stopping, and it was still absorbing a large number of the true essence of the man in black.
In other words, in the case of not being able to break through to the Refining Void Realm, he is very likely to be alive and explosive by the next True Yuan, because the True Yuan Storage in the Upper Realm of Heyuan will soon reach the upper limit, and once it is exceeded, then the next consequences will be unimaginable.
Knowing the current situation, Dao Yuan's brows furrowed tightly.
Obviously, this situation did not escape the man in black who had been staring at Dao Yuan, he seemed to see that all this was not controlled by Dao Yuan, but as a master, he knew much more about this kind of thing than Dao Yuan, and naturally knew the consequences that Zhen Yuan could not contain, otherwise, he would not want to use Zhen Yuan to support the two of them alive.
Contrary to his previous attitude, the man in black tried his best to recycle it to full force, although there was not much true yuan in his body, but it was relatively speaking, compared to his heyday, it was naturally less pitiful, but if it was the current Dao Yuan...... He is confident that he can blow it up with this alone.
True Yuan, which was almost twice as fast as just now, quickly passed from the palm of the man in black into the Dao Yuan's body, and soon, a painful expression appeared on his face, and the sweat on his forehead also appeared.
The man in black looked at him coldly, and thought hatefully: Stinky boy, it doesn't taste good to eat! Although Lao Tzu has lost so much true yuan, as long as you are blown up, it will still be considered to have achieved my goal, and the one who has the last laugh is destined to be me!
There was a feeling of tearing and swelling pain in the meridians, the Dao Dao green tendons bulged high under the skin, intertwined, and looked extremely terrifying, the beads of sweat the size of the bean dripped down the sideburns, and the Dao Yuan at this time was full of redness, his expression was distorted, and it seemed that he was afraid that he would not be able to survive the time of a stick of incense.
"Hey, what's going on?"
A slightly ethereal and ethereal voice of surprise sounded in Dao Yuan's mind.
After nearly ten days of silence, the sword spirit finally woke up, and before he could sigh, he realized this strange situation.
"The divine power is uncontrollable, and there are too many true elements absorbed, so I won't be able to hold on!"
The sword spirit was startled, and immediately understood the seriousness of the matter, the phantom flashed, and the sword of life and death came out in an instant, and when he came to Lei Luo, he came out with both palms, pressed his back, and shouted in a low voice: "Nazhen returns to the yuan!"
At this time, the thunder fell, his eyes were half-squinted, his divine light was dim, his consciousness was already a little scattered, and the whole person presented an empty trance.
At the moment when the sword spirit pressed his back, suddenly a fierce spirit suddenly felt a warm current coming from the palm of his hand and penetrating into the meridians. Gradually, the warm current became stronger and stronger, and his consciousness gradually returned to clarity.
"Damn, why are you here again!" Lei Luo, who came to his senses, scolded in his heart: "Haven't you had enough fun!"
Looking at the man in black again, he was completely shocked by this unheard-of weirdness, and the massive true yuan that was originally rushing to his left hand suddenly stagnated without warning, and uncontrollably separated six or seven out of ten, turned around and flowed to his right hand, and followed the soul breaker into the thunder body.
Dao Yuan naturally understood this situation, because he felt that the true yuan transmitted had weakened a lot, needless to say, it must have been done by the sword spirit.
Hongmeng Heavenly Dao Recipe is taught by the Sword Spirit, he is naturally countless times more powerful than Dao Yuan, and he also has more experience, such a thing as forcibly absorbing other people's true essence is just a piece of cake for him. However, he is a spirit body, and he can't be improved with the true essence of a human being, so it is naturally cheaper.
At this moment, the man in black is like a true yuan container, which is divided and eaten by Dao Yuan and Sword Spirit, the difference is that one is intentional, and the other has to suffer.
Soon, Lei Luo also appeared when he broke through the Dao Yuan, and after the initial whining and swearing, he finally understood that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"If you want to be strong, you have to suffer first!"
sighed, he immediately closed his eyes and accepted the big pie falling from the sky with all his might.
......
Time passes bit by bit.
Even if the man in black has more true yuan, he can't stand such a division into two.
After Lei Luo also successfully broke through to the Heyuan Middle Realm, his true yuan finally dried up.
Although Dao Yuan was uncomfortable, his consciousness was very clear, and he was still wondering why Lei Luo could break through so smoothly, the bottleneck from the Gathering Spirit Realm to the Heyuan Realm was not so easy to break, after all, this was a leap from a great realm.
But then he understood that all this was naturally the credit of the sword spirit.
The preoccupied sword spirit secretly calculated the time in his heart, and when the true yuan in the black-clothed body disappeared, he immediately dodged and retreated, and two dense air currents emitted from his palms, and with a soft sound, the arms of the black-clothed man were broken from the shoulders and fell to the ground.
Acting like this, it is also the sword spirit helpless, if it is not like this, I am afraid that he will directly confront the Dao Yuan, otherwise, the thunderous true yuan should be sucked away by the Dao Yuan.
After doing all this, he nodded and chuckled in satisfaction, and then turned into a streamer and returned to the Sword of Life and Death.
The source disappeared, and the two of them naturally had nothing to do.
Lei Luo opened his eyes, felt the earth-shaking changes in his body, and looked at Dao Yuan with a grin.
Dao Yuan stood straight on the ground, his hands clenched, and his body trembled slightly.
Although the sword spirit solved the danger of exploding the body in time, the excess true yuan that had entered the body had nowhere to store it, and it was scurrying around in the body, and an uncomfortable feeling of boredom and suffocation made him want to release it immediately.
Suddenly, with a long roar, Dao Yuan slammed his fist and hit a wall a few feet away.
In the rumbling sound, dust and smoke rose everywhere, and rubble flew.
A huge hole appeared in the thick wall in an instant, and a long, deep crack spread far in the uncollapsed wall to all sides.
Lei Luo was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and asked, "Boss, are you trying boxing?"
“...... I'm not that bored yet!"
With a long breath of turbid air, Dao Yuan glanced at the man in black who was already out of breath, and said, "It's troublesome, let's leave quickly." ”
"Wait a minute. ”
Lei Luo waved his hand, quickly ran to the man in black, and after groping around with his body for a while, he couldn't help but show a disappointed look, and just about to get up, the afterglow just swept to a broken arm, a simple and dull gray ring, quietly worn on the hand that had changed color, if it weren't for his sharp eyes, he wouldn't have found it at all.