Chapter 52 Yin and Yang Tadpole Fish Diagram

The blood-red eyeballs of the deep-water frog crocodile exploded, and in a hurry, the whole bamboo cane was stabbed into its belly and came to Mo Qing, which was two feet away, and its upper body was shrouded in a cloud of red and yellow mist. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Qing's body couldn't move, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Finding that something was wrong, Fu Jiang, who was rushing towards Mo Qing quickly, stopped not far from Mo Qing. It was a command that Mo Qing had given it through his divine thoughts.

Fu Jiang scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, and after circling Mo Qing twice, he jumped onto the body of the green crocodile and picked up his little paws and beat him wildly.

The body of the deep-water green crocodile, which was originally silent and motionless, was twitching slightly at this moment, but after a while, there was no movement again.

It seems that this time it is really dead.

A tide of sleepiness rushed towards Mo Qing, and after several struggles, Mo Qing became unconscious......

On the scarred crocodile's head, a faint light suddenly emitted, and then a palm-sized green crocodile with a gray aura flew out of it.

This is its soul.

As soon as the mini green crocodile came out, it flew in the direction of the waterhole with its snake-like tail.

It had barely run two feet before it was hit by two subtle black rays of light, and it struggled violently before standing still, as if it had lost all its spirituality.

A piece of yellow glow flew in, and it flew into Fu Jiang's flat nose......

Returning to Mo Qing's side, Fu Jiang, who licked his lips from time to time and seemed to be still reminiscing, raised his head suddenly, and stared at Mo Qing who was standing in a coma with a pair of eyes.

From Mo Qing's body, it suddenly felt an inexplicable aura.

That kind of breath is very mysterious, as if it can contain all things, containing the avenue of heaven and earth, but it is very peaceful, flowing slowly, moisturizing things silently.

The two opposing charms appear together, but people don't feel the slightest sense of disobedience, but make people feel like this from the bottom of their hearts.

Fu Jiang squatted on the ground and did not move, and in its eyes, a thin light curtain appeared on Mo Qing's body at some point, which was black and white.

Black and white are not mixed together, but the intersection of the two is distinct.

They each occupy half of the light curtain, twisting and facing each other, head to tail, like two large tadpole fish, chasing each other, slowly spinning.

In its operation, it is as if all the heavens and all things are flashing in it, and there are divine laws and chains of order entwined in it.

But if you look closely, there is nothing, only the black and white light curtain is moving slowly.

As the light curtain turned, the red-yellow color on the dark blue skin faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, but his hands, which had become bloody and blurry from the bombardment of the crocodile, had scabbed over at the moment, and the wound was gone.

The mysterious light curtain gradually became smaller after circulating three times, and then quickly retracted into Mo Qing's body and disappeared.

Fu Jiang, who had been staring at Mo Qing, had a black and white two-color mysterious tadpole fish picture on his golden forehead that was not as big as a baby's palm, and the same black and white light curtain that appeared on Mo Qing's body.

As the light curtain on Mo Qing's body disappeared, it gradually disappeared into Fu Jiang's head and disappeared......

Mo Qing was in a dream at this time, a dream with a fragmented picture.

He stared desperately, staring at the blurry image in front of him, trying to get something out of it.

Because he vaguely felt that these pictures hid the secret of his inexplicable coming here.

However, these efforts were in vain, and no matter how desperate he tried, it was impossible to see what was contained in any of the images.

"Hiss~"

Mo Qing, who was eagerly watching the picture, suddenly took a sharp breath, and his head seemed to be split open by a blunt axe.

Mo Qing had this experience many times, and every time he tried to recall what happened after falling off the cliff, this soul-tearing pain would come as promised.

When Mo Qing looked up again, there was nothing left in front of him, only a silent void......

Mo Qing's fingers moved suddenly, and then his closed eyes opened, and there was no imaginary light, only an indescribable blankness.

Mo Qing, who woke up, looked around in confusion, raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes and stared at it without moving, as if he had a flower on his hand.

A moment later, a faint blue light welled up from his hand.

The scab on the dry and cracked hand fell off under the action of the blue light, revealing the intact palm, and the original flesh and blood were blurred at all.

Hmm, how can I use mana?

Mo Qing was a little surprised, and then released his divine sense to look inside, only to find that he had exhausted his mana, and he didn't know when it had been filled.

There were so many strange changes in his body, but Mo Qing couldn't be happy, in comparison, he wanted to know what happened to him.

After staring at his palm for a long time, Mo Qing gradually retracted his mind, and his eyes returned to clarity.

Since I can't remember it now, let's save it for later, and one day I'll figure it out completely.

Fu squatted on the ground with a dull gaze, and after the initial surprise, Mo Qing understood that it seemed to be in some kind of situation, and there was not much trouble, and the hanging heart was relaxed.

After waiting for a while, before seeing that Fu Jiang had any signs of waking up, Mo Qing left the place and walked to the side of the green crocodile that could no longer die.

He reached into his big mouth with a broken tooth and pulled out the black bamboo cane.

This treasure has played a big role in several battles, but I dare not throw it away.

Then Mo Qing turned around the crocodile, and it was only now that he realized that he had gained a lot this time.

A first-order demon beast is something that can not be encountered, anyway, this is the only one that Mo Qing has encountered over the years.

If it weren't for the fact that the medicine behind the waterhole was too important to Mo Qing, then even if he found out about the existence of this demon beast, Mo Qing would turn around and leave without too much entanglement.

One reason is that he may not be able to beat him, and the other reason is that he doesn't want to deprive a life of life for the sake of his combat strength.

But there is no need for mercy now, because the crocodile is dead.

The dead frog crocodile is a treasure all over his body.

These are a bit contradictory, but in Mo Qing's opinion, there is nothing wrong with them at all.

It's as natural that he loves animals, but he loves meat.

As soon as Mo Qing flipped his hand, a brown gourd the size of a palm appeared in his hand, and then his foot was on the ground, and the person fell on the tattered and tall head of the green crocodile.

Carefully placed the mouth of the gourd under the half-deflated eyeball, and then took out a sharp knife from the storage bag and held it in his hand.

But it's a hidden weapon scavenged from the scorched beard.

Mo Qing used the sharp tip of the strangely shaped knife against the bottom of the half-deflated eyeball, and gently swiped it away.

A moment later, a crack appeared there, and a cloudy liquid flowed out of it, dripping into the gourd below.

After a while, the liquid inside flowed cleanly, and Mo Qing glanced at the liquid of the small half-gourd, revealing a satisfied smile.

He plugged the stopper, and a burst of blue light lit up in his hand, and a low incantation sounded in his mouth.

After a while, Mo Qing's lips lightly spit out a "disease", and then with a flick of his fingers, the blue light on his hand flew to the mouth of the gourd.

The blue light flowed and wrapped the brown gourd tightly.

Throwing it twice in his hand, with a wave of his backhand, he received the gourd into the storage bag.

The crocodile's body was a little too big, and the space in Mo Qing's storage bag was not enough to accommodate it.

This made Mo Qing very distressed.

According to Huang Lao's heresy, there are many treasures on the demon beasts, and most of them are of great help to the improvement of the monk's strength.

So this is also the main reason for the scarcity of monsters now.

Seeing that there is such a large pile of valuable things in front of him but he can't take them all away, this is undoubtedly very cruel to Mo Qing, who is a little bit of a fan of money.

Now his unbearable feeling for killing the frog crocodile has all turned into the joy of getting the treasure and the distress of not being able to take all the treasures away.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Mo Qing moved.

With one hand, a large knife more than three feet long appeared in his hand.

The half-foot-long hilt of the knife was tied with a strip of red cloth, and the back of the broad knife was covered with seven yellow copper rings, which looked very powerful.

It is the gold-wire big ring knife that the long-eyebrow man used to split the ink green but did not make a contribution.

This knife is extremely sharp, blown-haired, and it is a rare treasure knife, at least much stronger than the middle-aged scribe's iron fracture fan.

With the long knife in his hand, Mo Qing jumped to the ground with a 'rub'.

He rounded his arm and slashed it down with his short claws on the crocodile.

Since you can't take it all away, you have to find a valuable one first.

The crocodile has a few good claws, and the slender and sharp nails on the top are good for refining weapons.

"Poof!"

The long knife was stuck only a few inches or so in, and this green crocodile was so rough and thick-skinned.

This is because Mo Qing has a huge strength, and it would be good to change someone and use a knife twice as sharp as the golden wire ring knife to leave a white mark on it.

Mo Qing raised his hand and pulled out the knife forcefully, and swung the knife down at the cut wound again, this time there was a lot of it, a full third.

Once he started working, Mo Qing couldn't stop, wielding a big knife and trying to dismember the huge demon beast......