Chapter 224: Waiting for the Opportunity

"Quack, it's just a nether ant, and he still wants to use his mantis arm as a car, even if the strength of the deity is greatly reduced now, it will be easy to deal with you. ”

The skull looked up to the sky and laughed, the ugly laughter echoed in this tunnel, the aftermath was lingering, a different kind of harshness, I don't know how long it took, the skull's laughter finally stopped, I saw it go around in place, looked around, and said a little gloomy: "This is the Xuanzhen Old Dao's Folding Sky Mirror, although it is just a folded shadow, but it also has some strength, the deity will take this opportunity to find out one or two, and also find Xuanzhen Old Dao to take revenge." ”

After devouring Ling Changkong, the skull did not immediately leave the mirror world, but took this opportunity to find out a thing or two about the Folding Sky Mirror, and between the words, it seemed that he was extremely afraid of the Folding Sky Mirror.

"Drink!" the skull let out a low cry, and black light burst out of its mouth, blasting towards the surrounding stone walls, and what he said about exploration turned out to be nothing more than destroying the Folding Sky Mirror.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

One after another, the black light bombarded the stone wall, the rubble flew sideways, and the stone wall, which was originally as smooth as a mirror, became pitted and pitted in a moment, but the light on it flowed, and the magic circle in the Folding Heaven Mirror had already been destroyed by him and began to be disordered.

"Quack, this is the Folding Heaven Mirror, this is nothing more than that, Xuan Zhen Lao Dao, the next time the deity sees you again, he will definitely destroy your soul to avenge your forbidden revenge on the deity. Seeing that the Folding Heaven Mirror was destroyed by himself so quickly, the skull was also slightly stunned, but then he laughed arrogantly, and the red light in his eyes flickered, as if he had seen the scene of Xuan Zhen kneeling and begging for mercy.

However, he forgot that his current strength is certainly less than one-ten-thousandth of what he was in his heyday, but the Folding Heaven Mirror here is only a reflection of the real Folding Heaven Mirror, and it has been corroded by the years, and its power has long been greatly weakened.

Although the power of the Folding Heaven Mirror has been greatly weakened, its residual power is still there, but it is usually hidden inside the Folding Heaven Mirror, and now the Folding Heaven Mirror is destroyed by the skull, and the internal disorder of the Folding Heaven Mirror, the hidden residual power has also begun to be released.

"Hiss......" I saw small holes in the cracks in the surrounding stone walls, and milky white air jetted out of them, and the immortal qi in the tunnel increased by several points. With the aggravation of the immortal qi, the suppression and weakening of the skull gradually strengthened.

"Oh no, this space is going to break, we need to get out quickly. Feeling the changes around him, he couldn't help but be startled, the red light in his eyes jumped a few times, and his body twisted, wanting to leave the world in the mirror.

On the other side, in the darkness, Ling Changkong was already unconscious, floating in the void with the wind, like a floating leaf.

After he was devoured by the skull, before he could attack the skull, a strong demonic qi gushed out, Rao was the one who cultivated the demonic skill, and he couldn't resist the erosion of this demonic skill, and he suddenly became dizzy and unconscious.

However, just when this demonic qi wanted to rush into his body and take his life, the demonic body played its role again, and actually devoured all the demonic qi that rushed into his body.

It is precisely because of this that although Ling Changkong is now unconscious, it is not fatal.

"Ling Changkong, Ling Changkong, wake up. ”

In Ling Changkong's sea of consciousness, the protection of the blood droplets Ling Changkong's physique has not been eroded in the slightest, and he is still awake, constantly calling to Ling Changkong.

"It's not a matter for Ling Changkong to be in a coma like this, now that demon is still in the mirror world, he doesn't have anything to do here, if he waits for him to go out, he will definitely notice that Ling Changkong is not dead, and he will definitely use means to digest Ling Changkong, at that time, he and I are in a catastrophe. ”

I don't know that after calling for a long time, Ling Changkong is still in a coma, and there is no sign of waking up for half a minute, which makes the blood drops even more anxious, Ling Changkong is not awake, and he can't rush out at all with his strength, let alone escape from the skull's hands.

"If you want to find a way to wake up Ling Changkong, what do you want, think about it, think about it. The blood droplet muttered to himself, urging himself to reminisce and see if he could come up with a way to wake people up.

However, no matter how the blood droplets recall, they can't even think of it, sometimes people are like this, the more anxious you are, the more blank your mind is.

"Dead horses are used as live horse doctors, so try soul searching techniques......" After thinking about it for a long time, the blood drops couldn't think of a clue, and they simply didn't think about it anymore, but when he decided to try it with a completely irrelevant soul search technique, he was suddenly stunned.

After a while, the blood droplet finally reacted, and said with a little joy: "Yes, the soul search technique, directly acts on the divine sense, I can't wake up Ling Changkong now, because the ordinary call is useless, but if I use the soul fright, call directly from the divine sense, maybe I can really wake up Ling Changkong." ”

It was also unintentionally inserted into the willows, and the blood droplets were supposed to try it with soul searching, but because of soul searching, they thought of soul fright, and soul frightening basically had no effect on the monk, because its only use was to wake up the monk who was addicted to illusions.

Although Ling Changkong is not indulging in illusion now, this soul terror technique is indeed a more suitable method than soul searching.

"Soul Horror!" Thinking of the Soul Horror Technique, the mantra of the Soul Horror suddenly appeared in front of the blood drop, he had already cultivated it before, so he didn't need to practice it now, he took a cursory look at it, and immediately cast the Soul Horror Technique.

"Huh!" A ray of light penetrated the protection of the blood beads, and then sank into the sea of consciousness in the sky, just like a stone suddenly fell on the surface of a calm lake, and the ripples suddenly expanded outward.

"Ho!" The closed eyes suddenly opened, Ling Changkong's body trembled, and he immediately got up, looking around, his essence flickering, vigilant.

"Where is this? Am I not devoured by a skull? Am I dead now, this is the Netherworld as the world often calls it?"

There was only darkness in sight, no trace of anger, and no danger at all, which made Ling Changkong frown and asked in a low voice.

"Hmph, even if you want to die, I don't want to die. At this moment, the sound of blood droplets came out of his mind, which made Ling Changkong startled, and then he was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "Blood droplets, where is this?"

He knew that since the Blood Drops were still with him, it was impossible for him to die, let alone be in the Netherworld.

"Yes, we were devoured by the devil. Blooddrops replied, in a gloomy tone.

"This is the Adversary's body, and we're inside it now. Ling Changkong was startled, and the heart that he had just put down suddenly came up again.

"Well, if it weren't for your demon body, I'm afraid we would have become the nourishment of that demon by now. The blood droplet said gloomily.

"Is it because of my physique again?" Listening to the words of the blood droplet, Ling Changkong's eyes flashed, his physique is becoming more and more mysterious, at first Yu Zhencheng coveted it, and countered Yu Zhencheng, and now he is directly protecting his life in front of the skull.

"Blood droplets, do we have any way to escape now?" The light in his eyes gradually faded, and Ling Changkong asked at the blood droplets.

"Wait for the right time. ”

"Wait for the right time?"

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