"Only a middle planet, even if you have Dao Star, it is impossible to destroy me with one blow!" The fingers pinched by Wang Baole's right hand roared and emitted black light, as if he wanted to resist with all his strength.
"If you don't want to sink into the past life, then don't sink into it, I..." The voice in the finger was still speaking. It was obvious that he was determined. Even if he fell into the trap, Wang Baole was in a dilemma.
Because the light of traction is about to stop at this time, and if you don't enter, you really have no chance, and you have wasted it. At the same time, you have lost the qualification for the final tenth life.
Therefore, he calculated that if Wang Baole could not destroy himself immediately, he would definitely let him go. In this way, although his sneak attack failed, the loss would be almost nothing, and his own body has now sunk into the past life, one is ebbing and the other is ebbing. In the end, you are not harmed.
He had even thought about it. This Wang Baole was too insidious. In that case, he simply tried not to be distracted and harassed the other person so that he could not sink into the past life. In fact, as long as he persisted for more than ten breaths, it was enough. .
"You always lose no matter what!" All his thoughts and calculations were done well, but he still made a mistake!
That is... Wang Baole's gains in his previous life were beyond imagination and so amazing!
So no matter how distracted the owner of this finger is, no matter how he calculates, it is fundamentally... a big mistake!
The next moment, with the sarcasm in Wang Baole's eyes, he squeezed and the power of his body suddenly unfolded, exploding with an extremely terrifying gesture.
A black hole was even formed, causing the surrounding mist to be pulled and shrink to some extent. During the monstrous roar of this terrifying power, the finger did not even react, and with a bang, Wang Baole crushed it to death!
Following the collapse, there was a shrill sound. The shattered mist spread along the fingers of Wang Baole's right hand, seeming to want to gather together, but when Wang Baole opened it and inhaled, the mist showed no resistance at all, and directly He was devoured by Wang Baole in one bite!
This kind of devouring is not the magical power of the Nightmare Eye Jue, but a physical magical power of Wang Baole's previous life from the Xinhuo God Clan, which swallows up its nutrients and turns it into a stronger physical power.
After devouring it, Wang Baole's eyes flashed coldly and he snorted coldly.
"It's not etiquette to come and not go!" As he spoke, he stretched out his raised right hand, revealing the palm stained with his own blood, and the small sword half pierced into the flesh in the palm.
This palm was stained with the cause and effect of killing Black Mist's finger, and the connection was strengthened with his own blood. All of this was due to Wang Baole's calculations. At this moment, his eyes showed strange light, and there were strange rune marks between his eyebrows. flashed and spoke lightly.
"Fire Spirit Spell!"
As soon as he spoke, the small sword pierced into the palm of his hand suddenly shone with light, flew out instantly, turned into a ball of flame, shuttled through the formation, went straight into the white mist ahead, and disappeared in an instant.
The Flame Spirit Curse is the basic method of the most powerful curse for ancestor Lie Yan. Wang Baole, who has mastered it to a small extent, can use this method to curse the enemy. Whether it is cause and effect or blood, the curse is extremely strong. The blessing is in The small sword was equipped with the power of mysterious locking. Almost instantly, the small sword seemed to teleport in the mist and appeared directly in an area!
In this area, there is a young man sitting cross-legged. This young man is... the seventeenth Taoist Master of the Seven Spirits Path. He looks dazed. He is obviously in the past life. He is not aware of the approaching little sword. In an instant, this The little sword came straight to his eyebrows!
But after all, this person is a powerful person who has been reborn and practiced again. The protection around him is amazing. Even stars can resist it, but... Wang Baole's Flame Spirit Curse is not within this range. It is cause and effect locking. The curse was a magical power that directly acted on the soul, and it was also blessed with killing karma and blood, so the little sword almost instantly hit the protection around the Seventeenth Son.
During the roar, the small sword collapsed, but the curse contained in it penetrated everything and exploded directly on the seventeenth Daozi of the Seven Spirits Path.
With the explosion, the body of the Seventeenth Daoist shook violently and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. For a moment, there were signs in his eyes that he was about to wake up. However, his foundation was too deep. If it had been anyone else, he would have been beaten directly at this moment. In the previous life, he still relied on his deep foundation to bear it forcefully and never woke up from the previous life.
Even so... the consequences he suffered were equally intense. Not only was he injured, the biggest consequence was reflected in his perception of his previous life. In his previous life, this blow was like a monstrous storm, causing his consciousness to directly It collapsed 90%.
Even with a solid foundation, he still managed to stay in his previous life’s insights, but both the fusion and the harvest of this insight will be greatly reduced, and nothing will be left out of ten!
As for Wang Baole, it was indeed in line with the distractions of the Seventeen Daozi. As mentioned before, while he was severely traumatized, Wang Baole also gave up at the last moment when the light of traction was about to dissipate. In order to resist, he sank into the perception of his previous life.
As the surroundings rotated, as the body seemed to sink, and as the vortex rotated, Wang Baole's consciousness dissipated once again.
When his consciousness regrouped, he was still the same as before. He had forgotten who he was and everything. He stood blankly on a hilltop and looked at a body not far away that was only about five feet tall. He was thin and long. The figure with green hair, like a monkey, but standing on two feet, is opening its mouth upwards.
Figures like this can be seen everywhere. Everyone is surrounded together, and there seems to be no rules. Some are standing, some are sitting, and some are eating.
The figure in Wang Baole's eyes was looking above... a dragon chair that looked very luxurious, but did not match the surrounding environment. Sitting on the dragon chair was a larger figure with black hair hanging down all over his body. , this figure has its eyes closed, but there is a strong death aura emanating from the body, covering all directions.
"My lord, that old demon Li Ling has gone too far to deceive others. He has captured many of our corpse friends during this period and has been refining our corpse oil. This behavior is extremely unscrupulous. Please make the decision for us, lord!" !”
The black-haired figure sitting on the dragon chair was motionless, seeming to be deep in thought. Seeing this, in Wang Baole's confusion, the green-haired figure who was standing there reporting pointed at Wang Baole.
"Lord, you can't hesitate any longer. Look at Hui San. He turned into a zombie clan like us. He was captured a few months ago after waking up and refined three barrels of corpse oil. If we hadn't rescued him in time, I’m afraid I’m going to turn into a corpse!”
As his words came out, Wang Baole noticed that many green-haired beings around him were looking at him. Even the black-haired man sitting above him glanced at him with his dim eyes.
Being focused by the gazes from all around, Wang Baole looked down at his body blankly. He saw the light green fluff on his body. After instinctively raising his hand, he saw that his palms and most of his body were obviously skinnier than others. body.
Although he was the same height as other green-haired men, his hair was lighter and his body was like a skeleton. He even felt weak at this moment, making him feel as if he would faint even if he stood.
It was precisely after seeing these that memories emerged in his mind.
He didn't know the name of this universe. He only knew that he was just an ordinary mortal during his lifetime, with no talent, no wealth, and not even a wife. Until he died painfully in a plague, and his body seemed to be burned. , but for some reason, he still retained it, and after waking up, he was already on this mountain, and was told by the ferocious-looking figure next to him that he, like them, was a zombie from now on!
Green, blue, black, gray, white, purple, red!
This is the judgment of strength as a zombie. According to evolution and practice, it has different colors and thus has different strengths. Now he is not even green hair. As for the leader of this mountain, he is a black zombie!
According to the information from the corpse friends around him, Wang Baole knew that his master was once a butcher with a very evil spirit, so when everyone looked at him like this, especially when Heizong stared at him, Wang Baole's body couldn't help but tremble.
(End of chapter)