Chapter 910: Hatred is as deep as the sea
This is not the first time that someone has made a sacrifice to Liu Qinghuan, but what he didn't expect was that the black jade figurine could be so decisive, Xuantian Zhibao said to give up, and even made full use of it as bait to lure away the pursuers, but he quietly escaped from the other side?
This kind of courage is indeed something that a man like a man like Forgetfulness Daoist can make.
It's just that he missed a point, Liu Qinghuan is not a suitable target.
The second incarnation refined by the Forgetren Dao people before his death, even if his strength does not reach the Mahayana, it is comparable to the merger period. However, there is no such thing as immortality, and time can erode everything and obliterate everything. In addition, after so many years, the open and secret battle between the two avatars has also greatly weakened each other's strength.
Judging from the thin and smoke-like figure of the black shadow, it is really rare for this incarnated divine soul to be able to support it until now, of course, with his current strength, it stands to reason that it is not difficult to crush a small Yin Void Realm cultivator.
The second incarnation thought the same thing, but when he entered the other party's body, he felt a strong sense of rejection that swept over the world.
As a Aoki Holy Body, Liu Qinghuan's divine soul was like a vigorous burning green flame, exuding powerful vitality. This kind of vitality is full of temptation and attraction for the remnant soul that has been tormented for countless thousands of years, but it is also as hot as a flame, and only a little touch of it will feel a burning pain.
A silent and fierce battle has begun, whether you will devour me, or I will tear you apart, it is still unknown.
With a "boom", the blue flames soared several feet high, tumbling violently and roaring, venting the pain from the master.
The aura on Liu Qinghuan's body was extremely unstable and swollen and undulated, and his face sometimes flashed with Sensen's shadows, and sometimes twisted into a ball.
At this moment, the golden-bodied puppet that had disappeared a lot sneakily came out of the darkness, first circled around the defenseless Liu Qinghuan, and then looked into the distance.
Over there, there was a loud noise that shook the sky from time to time, and the light of various spells resounded through the entire space with a huge sound, and no one noticed what was happening in this small corner.
The defensive power of the lotus ancient lamp is amazing, and you don't want to break the thick purple-black light curtain for a moment.
"Hey, hey, you also have today!" The golden puppet laughed obscenely several times: "Even the Buddha Lotus Ancient Lamp is willing to give up, and wants to have a golden cicada come out of the shell - but you are similar to me now, and you have to split out a wisp of remnant soul to control the ancient lamp, how long can you live without the shell?"
As he spoke, a cold black light shot out of his eyes, and his deep voice was full of resentment: "And I won't let you succeed!" This grudge that has lasted for too long should be ended today!"
The golden-bodied puppet flipped through its armor, took out a long wooden box, and slowly tore off the seals that were plastered all over it.
"Boy, you're cheap!"
He glanced at Liu Qinghuan, whose face was full of pain, and when he opened the wooden box, he saw a ...... in the box A gently beating heart?
"Plop, plop, plop......"
The sound of beating gently is like the most wonderful fairy music, the whole heart shows the clear color of the blue sea and blue sky, the deep and strong wood spirit is rippling, the willows are green and green, and the spring grass is thick.
If Liu Qinghuan saw it at this time, he would be ecstatic, just because this was a green spirit wood heart that had extracted the essence of ten thousand trees and contained majestic wood qi.
The cold and hard jade face of the golden-bodied puppet seemed to be full of reluctance, and he muttered, "It's a big loss, it's a big loss...... Alas, forget it, I can't use this treasure anyway...... Boy, if you don't kill that guy, I'll tear you up with my own hands when I turn around!"
He was trapped in this puppet's body, and his soul couldn't leave half a step, even if he wanted to rush into Liu Qinghuan's body at this time to tear up the pleasure, he could only watch.
The grudge between him and the second incarnation for tens of thousands of years finally made him make up his mind, stepped forward to break Liu Qinghuan's mouth, and stuffed the beating Qinglingmu heart into it.
I saw that the green flames flying outside his body swelled, and the crazy light dispelled the darkness, and finally attracted the attention of several other major repairers in the distance.
The old man with white hair sat cross-legged on the ground, continuously transmitting his mana to Hui Ming, and at this time, he also raised his head from his busy schedule, and looked at the faintly visible green light in the darkness suspiciously: "What's the matter?"
The upright Confucian robe male cultivator also looked over: "It's such a rich wood aura, wood cultivation, it's rare." Spirit fairy, do you know the little monk who came from behind??"
Su Xian's expression was indifferent, and with a wave of his hand, one spell after another flew out, causing the purple-black light curtain to shake continuously, but he still nodded slightly.
Lan Yi, who didn't know that she had escaped the seizure, was a little worried, took two steps forward, stopped again, and chose to guard her junior sister's side.
Confucian Xiu said again: "Do you want to go over and take a look?" ”
The old man groaned, and turned his head to look at Huiming, who was full of golden light, and the black jade figurines still sitting in the lotus.
"Forget it, now that it's a critical juncture, it's better to put away the Buddha lamp first, so as not to cause any more branches. ”
What's more, the little monk still knows Su Xian, so he doesn't have to worry about it.
A few people were gossiping here, but Liu Qinghuan had reached a critical time over there.
It is an extremely dangerous thing to take away, as the master of the original body, the divine soul and the dharma body are completely integrated, and they have a natural advantage.
And the spirit that wants to give up is like an uninvited guest who breaks into someone else's home, and will feel a strong rejection. Of course, in the face of absolute strength, this sense of rejection does not help.
Therefore, at the beginning, this invisible tearing was extremely dangerous for Liu Qinghuan, and it could be said that he was losing and retreating, just relying on his familiarity with his body to dodge around, and fled all the way from Zhihai to Dantian, and his soul was already covered with bruises.
A huge shadow like a black mist flew and hovered over the spiritual sea, and a tyrannical and bloodthirsty roar rolled like thunder, constantly crashing madly into the Spirit Root Tree.
Liu Qinghuan hid in the tree holding the bottle of manna of Wanmu Zhengrong, his expression was cold, and he was thinking hard about how to save his life.
At this moment, the wooden bottle in his arms suddenly moved, and the originally closed bottle mouth slowly opened, and he saw a wisp of pure wood essence as if flying from the sky, and in an instant, it entered the dantian.
"Huh?"
Liu Qinghuan was extremely surprised, and watched in a daze as Wanmu Bottle swallowed the wisp of essence, and then a vein-like mark appeared on the bottle again.
One, two, plus the mark of the previous Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor Vine, a total of three, clearly and exquisitely bulging, and then a blue light erupted from the mouth of the bottle!
Liu Qinghuan only felt that his cold hair stood on end, as if he was on a battlefield of great slaughter, and his entire spirit trembled, as if he would collapse and destroy in the next moment, and he would never recover.
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