Chapter 142: Moths fighting fires may not be able to die

There was a light in the dark heart, and the pain could show him the way.

The bamboo is dense and the water is over, and the mountain is high and does not hinder the clouds from flying.

In adversity, he is at ease, this is the way he wants to go.

The world says that moths put out fires and bring about their own destruction.

He has never been a greedy person, even if he is a moth, yearning for warmth and light, if he flies around the fire, he is extremely tired, he can enjoy that moment of warmth.

Therefore, he will cherish this opportunity that God has given him before.

The residual pain dissipated, and the ruptured corpse beads were also repaired completely, embedded in the Yin-Yang Dao Fish, quiet and silent.

Bai Lian also found that after cultivating today, he had broken through the realm of Kaiyuan Erpin, and the corpse beads that had fallen silent seemed to be a little different.

He closed his eyes and stared for a moment, and suddenly a chill in his heart was not a chilling feeling, but a kind of cold cold of Huangquan.

A bright red flower, growing and spreading from his heart, a strange and swaggering red, it was a flower on the other side of the Santu River.

Among them, there is a petal that is burning fiercely, not scorching, just colder.

Bai Lian suddenly felt something, that strange and magical feeling, when he killed Huang Kang and Yang Zhao that day, it was very similar, as if he was awakening something new.

The heart moved at will, and the corpse bead hidden in the Yin-Yang Dao fish shook, which was a memory belonging to its original owner, flashing in Bailian's heart.

Brian's eyes widened slightly: "Is the corpse demon talent......

'Talent' is one of the abilities of the dark race of corpse demons, and the 'talents' awakened by each corpse demon are different.

Moreover, the conditions for awakening the 'talent' are extremely harsh, only the shadow corpse is qualified to awaken the basic talent ability, and the awakened person is also one in a million among the shadow corpses.

What Brian awakened during the battle that day, in the remnants of the memories of the corpse, does not seem to know what kind of 'talent' it is, and it seems that an existence like the corpse of the corpse cannot access such a 'talent'.

But right now, Brian's newly awakened talent, he knows very well what it is.

Extraordinary self-healing.

Brian flicked his index finger, and the sharp finger grew like the sharp claws of a beast, extremely sharp, and forcefully cut a bloody mark on the back of his hand.

I didn't even have time to see the blood oozing out, and before the force of the cut was finished, the front end had already healed rapidly, and the speed was amazing.

It was a real bonus.

At the same time as opening the first node of human cultivators, his ability as a corpse demon has also improved.

And Brian also noticed his own abnormality, which seemed to be very different from ordinary corpse demons.

With his current level, he would never be able to reach the rank of shadow corpses, and it was really unbelievable that he had awakened two corpse demon talents at the same time.

Perhaps, this is the power of the king's blood that he inherited from the corpse king's generals, so it gives him such a unique advantage.

Although he thought so in his heart, the first talent he opened was faintly felt that it was far more than that.

I can't figure it out, and I don't have too much entanglement.

After adjusting his physical condition, Brian got up from the ground, patted the dust off his clothes, and began to wait for Wen Hanwei.

In the distant darkness, from time to time, there was a sword roar, bursting with sword light.

The shocking, looking up sword aura proves that Wen Hanwei is safe at this moment.

Brian knew that in such a dangerous place, if he did not do enough to find her, he would only cause her unnecessary trouble.

He knew she would be back, so he waited patiently.

The sword light shone on the valley of Chemo Mountain, and there were constantly evil spirits and fierce beasts being forced out of the deep valley, which was a dark tide that was deeper than the twilight rushing away, and was forced out by the domineering woman in white who went all the way in.

Like black locusts flowing through the mountains and valleys, and then as if they smelled the strange breath of Bailian, the evil creatures living in the abandoned land rushed towards him like crazy.

It's a numbing number.

For those evil spirits with terrifying breaths, Brian leaned against the barren rocks, not moving, not even fanning his eyelashes.

Puff puff puff!!

The dull sound of crashing into a mist of blood was endless.

The spirits of the flesh were twisted by the light of the enchantment.

The bodyless yin spirit was swept away by the bursts of light, and let out a terrible scream that pierced the eardrums, and then its soul flew away.

And the light like a thin curtain did not startle half of the ripples.

This situation once again witnessed the strength of the Taixuan Ninth Sutra.

Bai Lian looked at the scene in front of him thoughtfully, and said in his heart that he needed to practice Spring and Autumn for a few years before he could be as strong as Sister Wen and unreasonable.

Those evil spirits obviously had spiritual intelligence, and when they saw the bloody scene, they sensed the power of the enchantment, and they didn't dare to approach Brian's side again.

Gradually, the Kuroshio dissipates in all directions.

In this space, there is nothing but the sound of the rain.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the blood-stained grass, and a small thing sprang out of the grass.

With big ears hanging down long, a hairy body, snow-white hair, round eyes, red beads, and a three-petaled mouth, he was limping out of the forest and escaping in panic.

Brian's calm expression finally changed a little.

The half-leaning body stood up straight, staring straight into the grass ahead.

In the depths of the grass, which was illuminated by the light, there was a faint sound of waves, and a huge black shadow shrouded the young rabbit on the ground like night falling into the sky.

The black shadow didn't know what it was, the whole body was wrapped in ominous black gas, the terrifying power had not yet arrived, but the majestic shadow on the ground was twisted and crazy like a demon.

The little rabbit trembled with fear on all fours and short legs, and ran desperately, clearly injured, but the speed was faster than that of ordinary rabbits, like a small lightning bolt.

But the distorted shadows on the ground had already become a cage, wrapping the little one to a halt.

Looking from afar, the dark eyes met the red eyes of the rabbit.

There was a strong wind in the mountains and valleys.

In the darkness, the light stirred up a ripple.

On the side of the barren rock, the figure of the boy had disappeared in place.

Suddenly, in front of the black shadow, the blade of the Qiushui Sword slashed through the chaotic grass and blood, and the sword qi control score was not bad, and the sharp blade did not cut through the chaotic grass, but brought up crystal blood beads.

The sword rises, the blade of the sword cuts through the air, and makes a humming sound, like a folk song in the fishing fire at night.

The blood beads that flew up were stirred up by the sword qi in mid-air, forming sharp blood lines.

Until Brian's arm was raised high at the top, and the blade of the sword pointed to the sky, the blood lines like a curtain of rain swished towards the huge black shadow above the jungle, and with the sound of breaking the air, the huge black shadow rumbled and shook twice.

In what seemed to be an extremely brief moment, Brian's wrist shook slightly, and the blade of his sword pointed downward, plunging deep into the shadow earth, and there was a splashing sound.

At the junction between the sword blade and the earth, a large pool of fishy blood gradually appeared.

The body of that black shadow is not in front of you, but hidden in the earth.