Volume 2 Blood Gas 46 Nest Breeding

Tick, tick.

Four dark red blood scabs coagulated together, several tears appeared in the middle, and the blood spread along the scars on his waist, slowly dripping.

Expelling the gray mangs that were demons in his body, Xuecen immediately got up and hurried non-stop.

Even the claw marks on the waist are, and in the process of hurrying, the flesh repairs itself.

The soul clock in his hand was prepared in advance, and it can be regarded as the existence of this adventure.

The mandrill soul body shook violently, breaking free from the shackles caused by the ripples, and suddenly looked back, its eyes breathing fire, staring at Xue Cen deadly, showing its fierce nature.

"Despicable worm, take your life."

The hatred shifted, and a translucent barrier immediately appeared in front of Xue Cen's body, and the frequency and speed of his fingers hitting the soul bell increased sharply.

The ripples of the soul power kept washing over the soul body for a moment, blocking the pace of the mandrill's attack.

The bright eyes emitted fluorescence, the mica ancient beast soul was too powerful, and after this period of purification, the power was even higher.

After condensing the Soul Bell, there is still a lot left, which is simply used to deal with the current crisis. The glow of the eyes is a manifestation of the full power of the soul.

glanced in the direction of his captain, and saw that his injuries were serious, and his attack became more and more ruthless.

Getting out of the crisis of life and death, Chen Cheng is still stuck in the new world built in perception, and everything is so clear.

Like a teenager who has been nearsighted for many years, his vision suddenly recovers as before, and he can find details that he has ignored before from everything.

Well, what's that?

The eyes subconsciously narrowed their eyes, trying to see more clearly. Perception gushed out and converged behind the mandrill spirit, and a thin hidden dark blue line appeared in sight.

The thin threads are like chains, wrapped around the limbs and neck of the soul, embedded in the depths of the soul's body, and blended into the whole, regardless of each other.

In that direction is the original site of Lin Hai.

Looking at the other end of the thin line, Chen Cheng's expression was slightly condensed, and Liang Jun's strange experience suddenly sounded in his ears.

It suddenly appeared three months ago, and there was no warning beforehand.

Sudden appearance........ Could it be that before it became a mandrill, it had been hidden in the heavenly treasures that nourished the soul, so it was not discovered.

After all, the survival of wild spirits requires killing to obtain energy, and seeing that it does not put humans in the slightest arrogant appearance, it is obviously unlikely to hide its body and do some stealing and dogs.

It is very likely that three months ago, Liang Jun first encountered the mandrill, and it was just because it had just come out of its comatose state, and the destruction of the Linhai tribe could also be partially confirmed.

The soul is out of the nest for the first time, and it will absorb a large amount of blood food to provide nutrients for the further strengthening of the soul, and the Linhai tribe was holding a grand ceremony that day, and after the clan was dense and devoured a lot of vitality, the mandrill awakened its natural ability and became a spirit race.

The range of movement was not a naval error, but the mandrill was getting stronger, and with the strength it showed at this time, the probability of the colonel successfully escaping was close to zero.

It made sense, he bent down to pick up the black plum, and his body ran wildly towards the other end of the thin line. If you are not mistaken, if you destroy the nest that raises the mandrill now, it will also be severely damaged, and the connection between the two has not been completely broken.

There is still time, if it is a period of time, when the soul completely breaks free from the shackles, I am afraid that it will be difficult to subdue it with its current strength.

The goal became clear again, and his mind seemed to see a sunny sky through the clouds.

Rushing steps were used one after another, originally as a melee technique for tossing and turning close to the body, it was not suitable for long-distance running, but with such a frequency of use, Chen Cheng was approaching Lin Hai's original site with extreme speed.

The mandrill noticed a movement behind him, and when he looked back, he saw a black shadow disappearing into the depths of the forest.

Looking at the direction in which it disappeared, his face changed greatly, and he couldn't even take care of defense, and his soul body ate a few ripples of sound waves. Cast the Void Plus version again, break free from the shackles of the soul clock in an instant, and return to Lin Hai's original site.

"Brute, don't want to run."

Liang Jun carried a large amount of vitality to his body, and suddenly appeared, blocking the way of his soul.

Crimson blood filled the iron fist, striking the void with all its might, forcing it to manifest.

Chen Cheng cast a wolf's kiss and went straight over the mandrill, he witnessed it with his own eyes, and at the same time began to pay careful attention, and soon found the middle point.

Completely evade damage blur, cast quickly, and have strong abilities. It does not mean that it has no weaknesses, short duration, is expensive to use, or requires a time interval.

At least Liang Jun didn't find that the mandrill was used continuously, and when he was fighting, in the face of the siege of three people, he would rather be seriously injured than use the void plus, which must be strange.

Sure enough, the blood qi exploded, temporarily forcing the soul body out of the illusory state.

The fangs clenched and rattled against each other, and I really hated itchy.

The anger is accompanied by the urgency of the life-and-death crisis, forming a very explosive powder keg.

Liang Jun's blocking behavior accurately became a spark that ignited the powder keg.

"The deception is too great, accept the life!"

The mandrill's eyes were red, and the few breaths of death were re-smelted, covering the claws of his hands and forming a new finger cover.

Grabbing, hitting, hooking, taking, hugging, the moves are sharp and spicy, and the slightest carelessness is the wrong one.

Seeing this, Xue Cen hurriedly stepped forward to support. Rao is like this, in the face of the mandrill that has already turned red, the two can only retreat while fighting, and slowly approach the original site of the Linhai tribe.

.......

"Whew~Whew~"

Chen Cheng gasped for breath to calm down his physical exhaustion.

The injuries caused by the claws alone are not serious, but the death aura covered by the claws is really difficult to deal with. Especially after the artistic conception is exhausted, he completely loses his ability to resist, and can only let the gray mang greedily absorb the vitality and increase the burden on the body.

The solution is not impossible, as long as you make time, the spirit enters the trial space, restores the artistic conception of blood killing, and clears the breath of death, but now that the time is pressing, how can you squeeze out time to restore the artistic conception.

Three and a half points on the battlefield is enough to decide life and death, not to mention that there is still a chance to fight.

The surrounding woods are thinning out, and tents, wooden houses, and other signs of human life are beginning to appear.

'Arrived' hurriedly skimmed and accelerated through.

Follow the thin line through the perimeter of the tribe and into the core area of the tribe.

The camp was a mess, littered with depleted corpses and rotting food. The stage specially built for the celebration has fallen a thick layer of dust.

Not daring to delay, he followed the instructions and ran towards the most majestic tent in the tribe. Now the time is all about Xuecen consuming her own heritage to get it, and it has to be faster.

Perception diverged from the center of his eyebrows, ignoring the barrier of canvas leather, penetrating into the tent and spreading it out in an all-round way, with his own strong spirit as the foundation, the scene inside the tarpaulin appeared in his mind in an instant, and there was no secret at all.

The thin line snaked out of an oval-shaped spot.

'It's it' in my heart, and as soon as I lifted the curtain, the mandrill's nest appeared.

The dark blue ore is as round as an egg, three feet tall, and it is densely covered with deep holes the size of sesame seeds, exuding a slight coolness.

A treasure, a rare treasure.

Chen Yan's eyes lit up slightly, if he wants to put it aside, he has to trade over anything, but unfortunately now is not the time!

Stomp hard, stride forward, knives up, gather strength.

While~~

The two knives slashed down and lifted suddenly, and the rebounding force vibrated the hands numb.

couldn't help but be full of surprise, he didn't expect that the spirit pure-level blade hadn't broken through the shell of the ore.

It's weird!

Two kilometers away, the mandrill's soul body slammed, the rhythm of the attack was broken, and the eyes of Venus were extremely stiff as if they had been hit hard.

Immediately, his eyes looked in the direction of Lin Hai's original site, and he launched an even more frantic attack.

Chen Yanxiu's brows were twisted, and his face was solemn.

His hands trembled slightly, and the tiger's mouth cracked, oozing blood.

Hardness, the hardness of this unknown ore, is quite outrageous. For the first time, he didn't break through the defense, and he held his breath and slashed a few more times, but there was no progress.

Even his proud flesh was torn apart by the shocking power of the blade, and the ore was still intact, not even a single crack was made.

Calm your mind, calm your breath, take a few deep breaths, soothe your restless mind, and re-observe the deep blue ore.

Sensation burst out from the center of the eyebrows, surrounding the ore and pressing it inward.

The essence of the blade can't break through the ore, and if you want to know the inside of it, the difficulty can be imagined.

His face gradually became hideous, his forehead was bruised, his eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes cracked, leaving two sinuous bloody tears.

In the perception, only a milky white light gradually enlarged, and as the spiritual consciousness got closer and closer, the light became more and more dazzling.

Firmly block the spiritual consciousness from the light cluster, and do not allow an inch to enter.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans were secreted like money, and impatience resurfaced in my heart.

Every second of delay makes Xuezen more dangerous.

This is not the way to go. He simply withdrew all his spiritual sense, condensed it all into a spike the size of a needle's tip, and slammed it away.

As long as.... As long as the mandrill nest is broken, the mental damage can be recovered after a trip back to the trial space.

The psionic acupuncture broke through the layers of obstacles, slowly but firmly through the outer layer of the ore, and reached the ore itself.

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As soon as the needle puncture came into contact with the light cluster itself, the light group contracted violently as if it was threatened, and then it burst into full bloom.

Chen Cheng only felt his spirit trembling, his mind was churning, and the world in front of him was turned upside down, as if he had been thrown into a blender, swaying left and right, tumbling up and down.

Dizzy, his body was unsteady on his feet, and in a hurry, his palm touched the ore, and the blood left by the tiger's mouth splashed down into the holes on the surface of the ore.

In an instant, the blue light shone brightly, filling the tent, every space.

A gap appeared in the middle of the egg-shaped ore, which was almost invisible to the naked eye, and the gap gradually expanded, and the translucent soul power condensed into a thin mist, which spread in all directions.

The mist that was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved broke into the depths of Chen Cheng's soul in an unreasonable manner, quickly repairing the mental damage.

The system prompt sounds at the right time to relieve tense nerves.

[Washed by the power of high-quality souls, Spirit +3, Resistance +1]

The egg-shaped container is fully unfolded, and the interior resembles a stage layout, with the upper part hollow and the lower part a flat surface composed of stone platforms.

In the center of the platform is a milky white ring, the ring face is round and full, flashing with shining starlight, and the ring mouth is gilded and bright.

It was the ball of light that blocked him from seeking.

The line of sight shifted downward, and a thin dark blue line stretched out from beneath the platform.