Global Weird: I can simulate in advance

Li Guanqi was cut into more than a dozen pieces, but Lin Jing was directly cut into hundreds of pieces by his own space!

Hundreds of small pieces of meat were scattered all over the ground, mixed in the pool of blood, it was impossible to tell which piece was which part, it was almost bloody.

The sea of ​​consciousness where the soul is located is basically located near the brain, and at this time, Lin Jing's brain has been shattered, and the space cut has even shredded his soul.

This quasi-Liuhe level overlord of the Mochizuki Mountains died right there—in the space cut he performed.

Really play yourself to death.

It played space teleportation before, teleported one paw, and lost one of its own paws.

Then it plays space freezing, trapping itself in it for several minutes.

In the end, he played space cutting... This time there is no further, because he was directly played to death.

"I... grass?"

On the bloody lawn.

Li Guanqi's head rolled down next to a piece of gravel and stopped. At this moment, the right side of his face was on the ground, looking at Lin Jing who played himself to death with surprise on his face.

"Cow pen."

At a loss for words, he could only give such an evaluation.

"Pfft!"

From Li Guanqi's severed head, flesh and blood sprouted rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, half of his chest, complete right shoulder and right hand were healed.

Afterwards, he didn't heal himself anymore, but used this body with a head, half chest, and right hand to slowly crawl to the original position on the lawn, and grabbed the pieces of his own flesh one by one, and relocated them. superior.

Li Guanqi was only cut into more than a dozen pieces by the space, they were all big pieces, and many parts were intact.

After reattaching these limbs to his body, the flesh and blood were formed for a while, and they were reattached.

——Under the night, a white-haired head with only its right hand left grabbed limbs one after another and installed them on itself. The flesh and blood squirmed and re-fused.

This scene seems very scary.

But for alien blood humans, this is the basic operation - strong vitality is the biggest characteristic of alien blood.

The two fatal injuries of human beings with different blood, the brain and the heart.

As long as these two parts don't collapse at the same time, the human with different blood can't die.

If the whole person is cut into more than a dozen pieces, the brain and the heart are separated, but neither is damaged, then the blood warrior can choose one as the main body at will to carry out the body's self-healing.

Of course, this is an ordinary human with different blood.

Li Guanqi is not like this.

Since the awakening of the spell "Plunder", his heart is gone, and there are no fatal injuries, and he can't die even if his brain is crushed.

Speaking of it, he is really a bit like, or very similar, he is very similar to the alien blood zombies in the doomsday era.

Unless he was crushed into a bloody paste, and then the bloody paste was separated and dispersed, he would not die.

"Hey... Although it seems cool to have no fatal injuries, but without a heart, how can I have the power to fire my heart?"

After Li Guanqi completely assembled his body, he casually made a hole on the lawn, and buried his "old right shoulder and right hand" that he had healed himself before, so he couldn't use it, into the hole, and sighed helplessly.

He discussed this topic with Wang Xiu.

Wang Xiu first expressed shock.

Then at a loss.

Then surprise.

Until the stall.

In the end, he said calmly... Take one step at a time and see one step at a time.

"You can only take one step at a time."

Li Guanqi sighed.

No one in the world has ever had a similar experience.

Because for humans with different blood, the heart is gone. As long as the person is still alive, a new heart will come out.

But Li Guanqi couldn't reproduce.

It was as if the "heart" didn't exist in his genes.

Humans with different blood cannot "regenerate" a limb or organ that they don't have out of thin air. For example, they cannot grow a pair of wings out of thin air—except, of course, the dual forms brought about by different blood.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later."

Li Guanqi shook his head and stopped thinking about these trivial matters.

"Um……"

He walked up to Lin Jing's piece of ground meat, with a solemn expression, "Sure enough, Master is not lying."

When he was in the nameless valley, Wang Xiu once said a word to him.

——Thirty percent of Liuhe-level powerhouses died in their own hands.

Li Guanqi didn't understand at first.

Now that he sees Lin Jing playing to death himself, he understands.

Although Lin Jing would be hacked to death soon if he didn't take the risk of using space cutting, but this is enough to show the danger of the law of space.

Moreover, with the improvement of cultivation, the law of space can do more and more, and practitioners will continue to experiment, practice, and develop new methods. In this process, it is extremely easy to cause harm to themselves.

Lin Jing is the most obvious example.

"It seems that when you are at the Liuhe level in the future, you must be careful, or find a Liuhe level to watch."

Li Guanqi muttered to himself.

"By the way, what's going on with this Lin Jing?"

He squatted down again and looked carefully at Lin Jing's pieces of meat, his face full of disbelief.

The monster species like Lin Jing are too weak, and even the third-level monsters have never appeared.

What kind of adventure did this forest spirit of the Mochizuki Mountain Range have to break through the limits of race and step into the quasi-Liuhe class?

When things go wrong, there must be a demon, or... a treasure.

"Go and see."

Li Guanqi picked up a piece of blood-stained leather among the pile of flesh and blood.

This is Lin Jing's animal skin coat, a small piece that was chopped up.

Li Guanqi put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed it carefully, got rid of the smell of blood, and remembered a few of them.

He wants to use these smells to find the Lin Jing's lair.

Perhaps the secret that caused the forest spirit to mutate is hidden in this monster's lair.

"The treasure hunt has begun."

Li Guanqi turned around and headed towards the Moon Mountain Range.

He didn't plunder Lin Jing's meat anymore, because at this time, all the divine veins in his six arms are connected, and the strength of his physical body has already reached the bottleneck. Unless one of the divine veins in the legs is opened up, the limit of the physical body is like this, and it is useless to plunder.

There is no point in taking these pieces of meat away. After a few days, the energy contained in them will be lost, and it would be too much space to take them away.

"The smell on this piece of leather is too faint and vague. I don't know if I can find it."

"Try it."

……

……

The treasure hunt lasted for two full days.

Li Guanqi searched the moon-watching mountain range for two days, and finally found a cave in the deepest part of the moon-watching mountain range, so deep that it could hardly be said to be the boundary of the moon-watching mountain range.

In this cave, he smelled the same smell as Lin Ling's piece of leather.

This place is very likely to be the forest elf's lair.

"Why... are you the overlord of the Moon-Watching Mountain Range, and you live on the edge of the Moon-Watching Mountain Range?"

Li Guanqi shook his head, driving a nearby bug to fly over.

Eyeballs.

Surgery.

A technique that is obvious to all.

The reason why the forest spirit can break through the racial limit must have some kind of secret, and there is no danger in its cave, so let a bug go in to see.

……

In the sight of insects.

There seems to be no danger in the quiet cave, but in the depths of the cave, there is a large piece of soul flowers blooming, and there is a strange big black box in it.

……

"black box?"

Li Guanqi quit the shared vision, stood outside the entrance of the cave, frowning slightly.

"Go in and have a look."

He made up his mind, took a step, and walked towards the cave.

Dark cave, quiet and deep.

Lin Jing is not a solitary creature, on the contrary, Lin Jing has a very strong habit of enslaving, especially likes to enslave a bunch of low-level demons and cursed spirits.

But this quasi-Liuhe-level Lin Jing is different.

Its situation is that it has been practicing in seclusion in the lair for decades, and then it was suddenly awakened by Li Guanqi two days ago.

How can other living beings disturb the retreat practice?

So there are no other creatures in the sprite's lair, and there is no mother sprite harem.

Li Guanqi soon came to the deepest part of the Lin Jing's lair.

"Burning Soul Flower..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, he frowned slightly.

In the darkness, there was a large piece of faint blue light flickering.

It is a flower, a sea of ​​flowers.

Soul plant, soul burial clover.

This kind of flower has no leaves at first, but as the level increases, a dark blue tender leaf will grow every time one level is raised.

As for the Burial Soul Flowers here, every plant, at least as far as Li Guanqi could see, had at least three leaves.

Soul burial clover.

Tier [-] soul flower!

They are all densely packed, and in the lair of the Lin Jing, there are thousands of soul-burial clover flowers growing!

"black box……"

Soon, Li Guanqi saw another object in the middle of the sea of ​​funeral flowers.

It was a long black box, which looked a bit like a sword box, the kind of long box specially used to hold swords.

But this box is too big, and it is not the specification for holding a sword at all.

If I have to say it, this length is enough for Li Guanqi to decorate a snow gun, and it can also hold six or seven rods at the same time.

"You killed Lu?"

Suddenly, a melodious and ethereal female voice sounded from the sea of ​​funeral flowers.

Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes slightly.

I saw the faint blue light escaping from the sea of ​​buried soul flowers, gradually gathering towards the black sword box, and finally formed a beautiful woman in black mourning clothes.