(964 Poor Tricks to Win the Odds, Only Defeat in the Cold Monument)

Those ink-stained blacks seep into the water, like the roots of some kind of plant growing, infinitely branching and spreading infinitely.

The cold water, which was originally flowing extremely fast, increased the speed at which the black gas spread. By the time the manipulation of the water realm stopped, the outermost layer of the entire water realm had been completely blackened.

Song Ruhai's body floated in the water, his limbs spread outward, like a floating corpse.

He and the ancestors' spirits were not in his physical body, but in the cold water of the Xuanying.

The Song family's blood soul causal tree can spread infinitely from the effect and the cause, implicating the cause and effect of all sentient beings. But the application of this ability is very dependent on the medium.

If it is in the air, it will extend relatively slowly, and if it encounters the obstruction of the Xuan Ming cold qi, it will be incredibly slow and useless.

If it is used on a hard floor, and at the same time with the help of the method of "using shadows to make shapes", it is extremely fast, and it can be easily controlled by hooking.

It's a pity that in the heavy polar water realm, the water waves are rippling, and there is plenty of light and shadow, and it is impossible to accurately use shadows to make shapes.

But this cold water was originally the best medium for the growth of the causal line of the Blood Soul Causal Tree!

The fact that these inks turn black is because they are full of causal lines.

The causal line is formless and colorless, but this causal line must be maintained by mana in order to exist. The mana of the ancestor of the Song family will absorb the light when it is exerted, and it will appear black.

Wherever this line goes, it is where he is in control. He first polluted the surroundings of the water world, and Gou Zhu is in the center of the water world, and there is nowhere to escape!

If Gou Zhu severes his connection with the water world, these waters will be unsustained and will inevitably collapse. And in this collapse, if he touches a drop of black water, he will be implicated in cause and effect, and there is no possibility of turning the tables.

If he maintains the water realm and continues to persevere, sooner or later, the entire water realm will be polluted by the Song family's blood soul karma, and at that time, he still can't escape the end of being completely controlled.

"You can hold on for another ten breaths at most, and the result will be the same. Why don't you just give in? I want to exchange you for Song Lan, and I will definitely not kill you. ”

Although Song Ruhai's body floated like a dead corpse, his divine thoughts still continued to transmit sounds, shaking his mind.

He firmly believes that at this point, unless an external force intervenes, it is impossible to turn the tables.

The Monument only allows for a decisive battle between two people, and theoretically cannot enter a third person, so the possibility of external forces intervening is extremely rare.

But who knows? Even if Gou Zhu collapsed or surrendered sooner, the risk he would take would be much less.

It's a pity that Gou Zhu seems to be sitting in the center of the Heavy Pole Water Realm, entering a state of closed five senses, and has no response to his transmission.

The pitch-black water around them immediately shot out like many black spears, piercing into the center of the entire huge water ball.

The further you go to the center, the higher the water pressure and the lower the temperature. Under the cold and almost infinite pressure, the water turns into an extremely dense and strange substance, and the causal line slows down again.

But it's still just a stall.

No matter how you do it, you need to consume mana. This became a war of attrition between the first flower of Jindan and the mana of Jindan Shuanghua. Whoever can't hold it first will fail. The ending speaks for itself.

It's just that Song Ruhai doesn't want to delay for too long. There are many dreams at night, and no one knows what will happen.

Countless black threads grew in the water balloon, intertwined with each other, and finally turned into a black figure. It was the ancestor of the Song family who was composed of a cloud of black light smoke that was constantly wriggling.

The Ancestor walked indifferently in the icy water, directly through the layers of solid ice, to the last layer.

The last layer of ice no longer resembles ice, and under tremendous pressure, it resembles a ball of solidified mercury, glowing with a metallic sheen, and blue electricity flows on it.

Old Ancestor sneered, gathered all his mana on the tip of his right index finger, and then pointed at it.

Just as he pointed out, the surface that was originally as bright as a mirror was immediately stained with black cracks, seeping into the depths of this layer of metal ice. Then there was a loud popping sound.

When the pressure suddenly decreases and it is no longer possible to maintain the existence of this "metal ice", it will naturally explode.

Although the power of the explosion was great, it had no effect on the soul of the ancestor of the Song family. Because his reliance is only a mass of causal threads, not physical objects.

These causal lines can be blocked by the cold, but they will not be destroyed by an explosion. On the contrary, the violent causal changes brought about by the explosion can greatly promote the growth of these causal lines.

If the aftermath of the explosion is dissipated, the hook wrapped in this layer of water will inevitably be revealed. At that time, it would be impossible for him to escape the contamination of cause and effect.

But something magical happened. Just as the explosion caused a violent disturbance of the water, he did not see Gou Zhu, but saw a huge black turtle.

His causal line naturally also stained the turtle. But he felt that the turtle was incomparably hard, and both the scales and the shell were almost unshakable, ice-like objects. It would take him more time to continue infiltrating.

What's even more terrifying is that he was about to use all his strength to control the turtle first, when he saw the turtle in front of him open its mouth wide and bite him at lightning speed.

He suddenly felt like a part of his body was detached from himself. Like a river flowing into the sea, consciousness suddenly disappears. The rest of him felt light.

Song Ruhai suddenly opened his eyes, feeling that a large piece was missing in his heart. The memories of the ancestor disappeared in an instant. This left him in a certain state of confusion.

Gou Xujing sat on the turtle's back, watching the turtle continue to stretch its neck in extreme comfort, as if it was devouring something.

Its turtle back is stained with some notched black streaks. But as it swallowed, the black lines faded and eventually disappeared.

If Song Ruhai still retained the memory just now, he would definitely be extremely surprised. Why is it that when it is clear that he has won the game, he can still be reprimanded and turned the tables in an instant?

The problem is with that turtle. Since Gou Zhu brought it back from the Northern Underworld, except for Lian Ling and Pu Laojiu, no one in the Jade Palace knew about the existence of this thing. Song Ruhai naturally didn't know.

The turtle swallows dead air. And Song Laozu said that he was a man more than 500 years ago, but he was actually a dead man. All the children of the Song family he devoured were also dead, and the essence was to rely on a breath of death to maintain their existence.

But he has the mana and soul power of Jindan Shuanghua, as long as he keeps his distance, don't stretch out his neck for the turtle to bite, even if he has the turtle, he can't win.

His mistake was that he took the initiative to attack, ran directly in front of the turtle, and gave this thing a chance to bite it violently!

Of course, even if he avoided this bite, Gou Zhu would have used other methods to let him be bitten. Because of this tactic, he has already rehearsed in the monument I don't know how many times.

Although I don't know how many times I have failed before, as long as I can win the last time.

The heaven and earth left in the stele turned into chaos again, and countless spiritual qi gathered, surging towards Gou Zhu like sticky water.