Chapter 135 Spirit Stone is a good medicine

The cyan bell shook slightly, as if he wanted to make some means of attack, but after trying hard for a long time, he still failed in the end. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And in the process, its body was instead concave a few points downward under the tightness of the nether rope. The whole clock looks a little deformed.

Mo Qing was feeling very bad now, the whole Yuan Shen was in pain, and at the same time as the pain, there was also a strong feeling of drowsiness that kept coming to him.

The miraculous trick of the Yuan Shen Bell was the inspiration he got when he recalled the great war a few years ago, when the black-robed man used the golden bell jar.

The war of that year, Mo Qing still remembers it vividly.

Especially the golden bell jar used by the black-robed man, a thin and transparent bell body, has such a strong defensive power.

If it weren't for his superior strength that time, there would be no way to take it no matter what.

Thinking of the golden bell jar, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind - if the golden bell has such a strong defensive power, why didn't he change into the golden bell?

At that time, I didn't have time to think too much about it, so I immediately started to act after I had this idea.

Mo Qing didn't know the method of change of the Yuan Shen, he just kept imagining the appearance of the Golden Bell, and then the Yuan Shen was doing it unconsciously, and the result was really made by him.

After the primordial god became a bell, his defense power had indeed increased by more than one level, and it could effectively block the erosion of the netherworld's qi.

However, the energy consumed is relatively large, and he not only has to maintain the shape of the small bell, but also has to constantly fight against the Netherworld.

As time passed, the color of the little bell became darker and darker, and the shape became more and more illusory, especially after the layer of light outside the little bell disappeared, Mo Qing felt that the whole person had become bad.

Although he was fighting hard and roaring silently, a tiredness that seemed to come from the depths of his soul still kept coming, almost drowning him.

The cyan bell became even more illusory, and the middle part was strangled down by the Nether Rope, as if the whole thing was about to be cut off from the middle.

The whole little clock was shaking, twisting and deforming, and it seemed that it couldn't last long. Once the bell breaks, it's hard to imagine what will happen.

"Poof. ”

At this moment, a soft sound was heard.

The purple-black light on the surface of the Netherworld Rope, which was originally exerting power, suddenly flickered sharply twice, and then collapsed.

It's gone?

What's going on?

Mo Qing, who was already a little unconscious, was thinking suspiciously, obviously he couldn't figure out why the Netherworld Qi that had obviously driven him to death suddenly disappeared.

After looking around, he didn't find any trace of the Nether Qi, and he was slightly relieved, it seemed that it had really disappeared.

Although he knew that he would not worry about his life, Mo Qing was not happy at all, the accident that happened this time hurt him too much.

Huang Laoxie didn't know if he had completely gotten rid of the Netherworld Qi, and Fu Jiang didn't know if he could avoid being harmed.

These things were like a heavy burden, and he couldn't breathe.

The cyan bell shook a few times and disappeared, and the ink blue spirit turned into a cyan ball of light again.

It's just that compared to before, the colors are too dull, giving people an extremely illusory feeling.

Mo Qing inadvertently glanced over his mind, and something seemed to shake there.

When he solidified it again, he found nothing, and it was as calm as ever.

Maybe his brain was not clear, and he was hallucinating, Mo Qing thought in a daze.

In his mind, there would be anything else in his mind except the motionless red bone fragment, and the uncle-like red bone fragment just now did not move at all.

It's time for me to wake up, I can't stay in the sea of consciousness anymore, but I really want to sleep............

Mo Qing still maintained his previous position, his body half lying on the ground, his two hands pressed the merry man's head tightly, and half of his face was pressed against his Heavenly Spirit Gai.

It would be fine if the amorous person was a woman, but it was a little strange to strike such a pose between two men.

The merry person is now completely hopeless, and Huang Laoxi's Yuan Shen has also wiped out some of his remaining Yuan Shen, at this time he looks like he has not suffered any damage, but the whole person is a little cold.

After Mo Qing opened his eyes, he felt a coolness.

After seeing clearly what he was holding, he immediately withdrew his hands and raised his head.

After being stunned for a moment, he seemed to feel that something was wrong with this, so he stretched out his hand again and slapped the somewhat pale face twice.

If it weren't for this damn person, he would have gone around somewhere else, where there would be a series of things like that.

After the two slaps were withdrawn, Mo Qing exhaled softly in pain, and the two palms held his head tightly, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and let go of his hand, the damage to his soul was too serious.

The scene around him was already in his eyes, and not far from him, there was a red and purple light cluster, resting on a flower the size of the bottom of a bowl.

For some reason, the originally purple flowers were now dim and battered.

When he saw this fist-sized ball of light, Mo Qing's eyes suddenly became moist.

Fu Jiang didn't know when he came to Mo Qing's side, his little head resting on his little tail, his whole body curled up, looking extremely tired.

The sound of Mo Qing's slap woke Fu Jiang from his shallow sleep.

It opened its eyes tiredly, looking at Mo Qing weakly but happily.

Seeing Mo Qing holding his head and looking in pain, Fu Jiang was also anxious, and it took two efforts before he got up from the ground, wanting to help Mo Qing relieve some of the pain.

Seeing Fujian looking at him tiredly, Mo Qing hurriedly squeezed out a smile on his face, then reached out and hugged Fu Jiang in his arms, and gently patted it twice on its little head.

"Thank you. ”

Fu Jiang rolled his eyes at Mo Qing, then opened his mouth and closed his eyes with a yawn, and went directly to sleep.

It seems that it is really tired, if it is not worried about Mo Qing's safety, I am afraid that it would have fallen asleep completely.

After Mo Qing saw the state of the blessed general, he had mixed feelings in his heart. But he didn't say a word, just tightened the hand holding the lucky general.

In fact, Mo Qing also wanted to sleep, his brain was not only painful, but also extremely tired, but he knew that now was not the time to sleep, so he kept holding back.

He got up from the ground, his head dizzy, but his strength did not fade. It's just the discomfort in his head that also affects his flexibility.

After stumbling twice, Mo Qing came to the side of Huang Lao's evil primordial god, squatted on the ground, and looked at it carefully.

Huang Laoxi's Yuan Shen was a lot smaller, and the light cluster that was originally the size of a skull was the size of a fist at this time. But the color is much more condensed than before.

Huang Laoxi's primordial spirit seemed to still be conscious, and after Mo Qing squatted down, he shook it lightly twice, and then stopped moving, and then absorbed the wisps of purple essence emanating from the Netherworld Flower.

Mo Qing squatted there and watched for a while, and when he saw that Huang Laoxie was now developing in a good direction, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then stood up.

Looking around, it was still smoky, and it was a little thicker than before.

The moon did not disappear, but it tilted a lot to the west.

After roughly estimating the time, Mo Qing found that it was about half an hour.

It didn't seem like a long time, but he knew what terrible things he had experienced during these years.

Looking at the merry man who no longer had the breath of life under his feet, Mo Qing frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Then his palm moved, and a hot fireball appeared above his palm.

With a flick of Mo Qing's hand, the fireball fell on the merry man.

The clothes on his chest immediately burst into flames.

With the addition of two or three fireballs in the back, the blazing firelight enveloped his whole body.

An unpleasant smell of burnt flesh permeated the night sky.

Looking at the corpses that were gradually shrinking and burning in the firelight, Mo Qing's face didn't have much expression.

If Huang Laoxie hadn't stopped him before, saying that he was going to take him away, Mo Qing would have killed him at that time.

One comes out as a god boss, my second child, who regards himself as a god, and sees those who lack strength as ants, and those who wantonly humiliate will not make people feel pity when they die.

After going through so many things, Mo Qing is no longer the person who is sympathetic to the rotten street.

Ignoring those burning flames, Mo Qing turned his head and looked at Huang Laoxi's Yuan Shen again.

Seeing that he was still absorbing the essence of the Netherflower flower, he stretched out his hand into his arms.

A storage bag was pulled out of his arms.

The storage bag is a merry person, and he has been busy with other things before, and he hasn't come to check what is inside.

With the influx of mana, the storage bag without the owner was easily opened by Mo Qing.

As soon as I rummaged through my pockets on the ground, there was a bang, and something fell to the ground.

The first thing that caught Mo Qing's eyes was a bunch of beautiful stones, and after a cursory look, there were as many as seven or eight hundred.

I didn't expect this person to not only be a head, but also worth a lot, no wonder he has such a face.

Seeing these spirit stones, Mo Qing suddenly felt that his mood was not so heavy, and even the pain in his brain seemed to be lighter.

The spirit stone is really a good medicine, which has the effect of relieving sleepiness and pain.

After receiving these spirit stones into his storage bag one by one, Mo Qing then began to look at the remaining things.

A delicate box, after opening, the inside is a familiar yellow, fully unfolded, and a deliberately full map appeared in front of Mo Qing.

Sure enough, it's still this thing.

Mo Qing glanced at the map in his hand, and casually threw the things that were treasured by the merry people into the burning fire on the side......