Comprehension Dragon Soul

If the old Moxiu really relied on this side door to build his foundation, whether the mortals in this small city can survive is still in doubt, but the Sun family in this small courtyard, and Si Minglang who chose to intervene, is it true? There is no way of surviving.

The difference between the foundation building period and the Qi training period is not only the extra 100 years of life, but also the difference in strength level.Even the reserve of mana, etc., should be a level higher than that of the Qi training period. Some practitioners have studied it. Generally speaking, the mana that can be contained in the body of a practitioner who has just established a foundation is ten times that of the Dzogchen period of the Qi training period. , this gap will become bigger and bigger with the deepening of cultivation.

In other words, the sum of all the people here is not enough for a foundation-building monk to see.What's more, this kind of monk who built a foundation by a side door has more side effects. The increased lifespan is not as good as that of ordinary foundation-building monks.In the blood demon cultivator, it is common for this kind of person to go crazy due to side effects, and fight desperately to break through the bottleneck, but in the end he dies and disappears. On the contrary, it is cheaper for his fellow practitioners, and he gets a lot of materials for refining souls and corpses.

The timid female cultivator of the Sun family was already so nervous that she was about to faint, but Si Minglang was much clearer than her. He knew that when the old demon cultivator's momentum was surging, it was also when he was weakest. This opportunity will kill him!

Thinking like this, Si Minglang did the same.His family's secret skills have been lost, but the low-level spells are still being passed on.He didn't care about anything else at the moment, he just closed his eyes and concentrated on it, chanting spells...

Just at this time, Ao Rui, who had been silent all this time, did not know how to communicate with Si Minglang: "You are reading it wrong! Come with me." His voice came suddenly, and Si Minglang shook Fajue's hand , the rhythm was disrupted, and the mana instantly became disordered.

A flash of greenness flashed across Si Minglang's face, but he gritted his teeth against the blood that was about to vomit, and subconsciously followed Ao Rui in reading the spell. Although he didn't spend much time together, he subconsciously believed that Ao Rui didn't will hurt him.

Si Minglang had never heard the language Ao Rui read, but the moment he heard it, he could understand what Ao Rui said clearly, just like his body's instinct.Even Si Minglang worried that he wouldn't say that this problem didn't come up, and he followed Ao Rui's rhythm to recite the law very smoothly-this time, he was not disturbed again.

Under the pressure, Si Minglang raised his hand, and suddenly countless crystal clear ice lotus flowers appeared around him. Reflecting the faint moonlight, it seemed that there was a faint halo on the flowers, and the lotus blossoms slowly floated in the air. Spinning, it is extremely beautiful, but also extremely cold, containing a strong murderous intent.

It was too late, but it was too late, Si Minglang's mana was almost emptied by this technique, but his heart was full of joy. He never thought that he could use this trick with his cultivation base in the Qi training period!Before the lotus could absorb enough moon essence to reach its peak power, Si Minglang opened his eyes wide, and waved forward with both hands: "Go!"

Thousands of ice lotus flowers seemed to be gently swaying forward, but before Si Minglang himself could see them clearly, they had already flown in front of the old demon cultivator, and they were so dense that they almost covered him completely.

That old demon cultivator thought he was going to succeed in building the foundation, but he didn't pay attention to the dying struggle of the practitioner in the Qi training period. The two flags danced in the air without wind and shot out nine blood lights, which were different from the previous ones. It was quite different, and it turned into a fish shape, which was more lively and nimble than usual, and the power of the bloody blow was also far better than before.

But if Si Minglang's "Lianhua" move is so easy to deal with, it can't become the life-saving technique in Si Minglang's heart.The nine-tailed blood-colored swimming fish collided with the ice lotus, but there was only a bang, as if a chain reaction had been triggered. The ice lotus, which was slowly rotating in the air, suddenly stopped, and then they all spun in the opposite direction. Break the nine-tailed fish into countless bloody spots.

Before the old Moxiu could react, those lotus flowers came to a standstill again, and with the remaining force of the explosion of the bloody light spot, they exploded with a bang. The entire center of the courtyard was almost completely covered in blood mist. Si Minglang was still prepared to be thrown with the protective cover Fly out ten meters.Regardless of his internal injuries, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and with the aftermath of the explosion, he mobilized the remaining mana and swung the sword pill forward.

It seemed that something resembling leather had been punctured. Before Si Minglang could react, he heard the old Moxiu wailing: "I want you to die!" The blood mist was completely blown away.But Si Minglang heaved a sigh of relief, the devil failed to build a foundation!Even if they are much better than the completion of Qi training period, so what, there is no essential difference between them!

The two monks of the Sun family were not strong enough at first, and they hadn't adjusted to the impact of the explosion, and then they were pressured by the momentum of the old demon cultivator, so they couldn't help vomiting blood and passed out.Their companions were still awake, but they didn't know who was looking at them more vigilantly. Si Minglang seemed to be on their side, but the timing of his appearance was too coincidental, but it wasn't enough to make them let go of their suspicions.

At this time, the old Moxiu really looked like a ghost that mortals would frighten children. Nine sarcoid-like red heads the size of watermelons grew out of his body. There were different painful faces on his heads, and the resentment seemed to be transformed into substance.The head closest to his neck had the clearest face—it was the granddaughter who had just been sacrificed by the blood of the old devil Xiu, and she looked at the old devil Xiu with a face full of resentment.It was her movement that hindered the hand of Old Moxiu who was blocking his neck.

Si Minglang's sword pill was piercing Lao Moxiu's neck, and at this moment, Lao Moxiu held half of it.Lao Moxiu's throat clucked, and the other hand was also on the hilt of the sword. He clenched both hands and crushed the half of the sword, while the remaining half stuck in Lao Moxiu's throat. It gushed out from the wound, staining the tattered magic robe on Old Moxiu's body scarlet.

Being able to regenerate a broken limb is an ability only available to monks above the Nascent Soul stage. If a monk in the Qi training stage suffers such a serious injury, he can only die.Seeing that the old demon cultivator was about to lose his soul, Si Minglang could only take out the fan-shaped magic weapon he used to play with when he was young. No matter what, the dying blow of the old demon cultivator was probably not trivial.

The fact is also the same, the old demon Xiu looked crazy, holding his two flags, shaking wildly, all kinds of ghosts and blood spirits screamed and danced wildly in the small courtyard.Several monks of the Sun family gathered together, and when they let go, there was another cloud of mist.Cage these people in between.Either intentionally or unintentionally, Si Minglang was left outside alone.

Si Minglang didn't count on the Sun family's help either, but tried his best to resist the old demon Xiu's counterattack.The nine sarcomatous heads in between changed from a watermelon to a huge blood cell with a diameter as long as an arm. Nine such big blood cells almost wrapped up Lao Moxiu's whole body and turned into a giant sarcomatoid. Ugly and scary.

Suddenly, the old demon cultivator's hands stopped, and the pressure of the coming storm weighed heavily on his heart.But when the demon cultivator roared, it seemed like a fatal blow, Si Minglang subconsciously held Ao Rui tightly in his arms.