Chapter Thirty-Nine: Shelling with Turtles
Strictly speaking, this ancient and mysterious ancient turtle has long since died and turned into a spiritual weapon. It's just that after countless years, under the cultivation of the aura of heaven and earth, consciousness has arisen again. In other words, parthenogenesis reproduces the offspring of the soul.
The new soul has only some residual consciousness, and the inherent powerful supernatural power cannot exert one percent. For the innate chaotic vitality, there is a deep memory, and the desire is extreme, but there is no way to get close to it at all.
At this moment, seeing Xin Ran actually in the innate chaotic vitality, like a fish in water, swimming and drinking, he was extremely shocked and envious. Don't say that she swallows like Xin Ran, as long as she can get a trace, her cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds.
She didn't know that Xin Ran was the key to the ring, she was not in charge, she was the god of wealth on the way, and she was a funnel.
Linghui Wheel, who knew this well, was disdainful of Xin Ran's actions, and did not give the slightest reaction at all.
So, Xin Ran heard a childish exclamation: "Hey, what kind of person are you from the innate holy qi, how can you be like this?"
"Haha, we are relatives, I am her brother. She is a holy spirit, and Ben Shao is a divine spirit. Xin Ran laughed triumphantly.
"Oh, no wonder, you can play in the Holy Qi. Brother Shenqi, can you please ask your sister to give this seat a trace of holy energy?" The little turtle stood up, supported its body on its two hind legs, and its two front paws clenched its fists in salute.
"Well, it wasn't a big deal originally, but recently, she's vomiting with me, and it's not easy to do. β
Xin Ran stared at the big eyes and flickered: "Perhaps, in a few days, she will lose her anger, which is a matter of one sentence." The problem is that I'm afraid that when she can't dissipate her anger, this spirit will be whining. β
"How can this be? You're not her brother's spirit, you should be stronger than her. Suspicious questions came.
"What's going on. What's going on with you, that's what's going on with Ben Shao. The great transformation of life and death, the period of extreme danger, do you understand?"
Xin Ran opened his mouth: "Don't tell me, you are borrowing a crab, you are simply borrowing the shell of the turtle to pretend to be a turtle." β
"It's not that I borrowed dwelling, and I am not metamorphosing, but it is more accurate to call it regenerationγγγγγγ or extension. β
The divine sense said seriously: "I am now just like a baby who can just crawl, with no divine appearance and no divine power. Even if they want to help you, they can't do it. As you saw just now, I can only show my form, and I can't even devour you. β
"I'll go! It turned out to be just a papier-mΓ’chΓ© fairy cave, useless. Xin Ran couldn't help but lament a little frantically: "Originally, I didn't expect to win against others, I just wanted to find something that could be beaten and help me carry a few beatings, but it was so difficult to γγγγγγ"
"What, get beaten? Hehe, I'm good at this. I'm a martial artist, and defense is my natural instinct. It's not okay to beat someone, but it's okay to be beaten. Don't dare to blow anything else, just put this shell on you now, even if the immortals come, it won't hurt you. β
The little turtle cheered and gave Xin Ran a sense of enlightenment: "No matter how many beatings, I will suffer for you." However, you have to persuade your sister to give me a trace of innate holy energy. β
Xin Ran was secretly happy, a little overjoyed, but he remained silent and responded in an old-fashioned manner: "I know my sister's temper." It belongs to a donkey, and it doesn't go backwards. I can only promise you, I am responsible for persuasion, and you can't blame me for success or failure. β
"If you promise to persuade me, I will lend you my god shell. The Divine Consciousness rejoiced.
"Persuade, absolute persuade, bastard does not persuade. β
Xin Ran hurriedly swore a curse: "Ben Shao will not only persuade, but also persuade her to release the holy qi, as for whether you can absorb it or not, it is up to you." The ugly words are said in the front, absorbed it, don't be happy, you can't absorb it, and you don't blame Ben Shao, okay?"
"It's a deal!"
"It's hard to chase a horse!"
Xin Ran flew down from the sea of suspended air and high-fived the little turtle. Rejoicing, happy to keep their mouths together.
The little turtle also smiled, a hint of conspiracy flashed unconsciously in the corners of his eyes, and he smiled extremely boldly: "When is the time to use the god shell, please command, and we are waiting for you to come at any time." β
"Don't wait all the time, just use it right away. You should have seen it just now, waiting for the game. "Xin Ran can't wait.
Xin Ran felt that his consciousness could no longer hold on, and he might collapse anytime and anywhere, so he hurriedly asked for the turtle shell.
"Alright then, please catch it. β
With a shout, Xin Ran felt that an overwhelming heavy breath was pressing on his body.
Poof, Xin Ran was pressed and fell to the ground.
An iron-black tortoise shell was fastened to him like an iron pot, revealing only his limbs and head.
"Hmph, you pretend to be smart! What's the difference between conspiring with a tortoise and skinning with a tiger. Hmph, you've got to suffer. Another immature consciousness came gloatingly.
"What's the matter? It's so heavy, Ben Shao can't climb up, how can he fight the enemy?" Xin Ran kicked his limbs around, wah, wow, screaming.
"Don't be in a hurry, I'll teach you a set of spells that can reduce your weight by half, and you have five chances to preserve. Without such magical powers, how can you go to fight with peopleγγγγγγ"
"Wait, wait, why are there only five chances to save your life, don't you know, Ben Shao has to challenge six people?" Xin Ran came back to his senses, kicking his legs and shouting angrily.
"Hugh should be impatient, and listen to this seat slowly. Saving your life throughout the whole process, naturally there is no problem. As long as you don't get hit in the chest or head and let them hit you in the back, you won't die ten times in the challenge. The so-called five chances to save your life refer to the moment of life and death, and your consciousness will direct the divine shell to move quickly to the part where it was struck, and replace you γγγγγγ"
"Understood. Hurry up and teach the spell!" Xin Ran felt that he was about to dissipate, so he hurriedly interrupted the little turtle's slow words and asked him to teach the spell as soon as possible.
"It's really an acute one. Well, you are ready, this seat will send the spell into your soul sea. "The little turtle is still unhurried, slow.
This is really a groom who meets a slow bride, and he can't be beaten.
Xin Ran hurriedly calmed down, concentrated his energy, and accepted the teaching. Luckily, the speed at which spells are taught is not too slow. Finally, before Xin Ran's spiritual energy was exhausted and his consciousness dissipated, the teaching was completed.
With a snort, Xin Ran's consciousness returned to reality, and his head was bursting with pain. Xin Ran hurriedly used his power to modify the headache caused by the excessive consumption of spiritual consciousness.
The headache had just been alleviated a little, but Xin Ran almost vomited. The strong smell of blood suddenly rushed into Xin Ran's nose.
Xin Ran hurriedly opened his eyes in horror, and all he saw was blood. In the midday sun, the blood light was particularly dazzling.
Xin Ran was shocked to find that before he knew it, forty hours had passed. It's noon, and the regular season is over. The iron-black martial arts arena has been washed with blood.
On the edge of the entire martial arts arena, there were wounded people who had healed themselves. In addition, not far away, there are professionals or their teammates and friends who are lying seriously injured and cannot afford to be treated.
In front of the referee's platform to the north, there were corpses covered with red military flags, and there were a hundred and ten people.
Is this a game? It's no different than fighting, isn't it? Xin Ran was thrilled and jaw-dropping.
"Oh no, what happened to the meat in the three pots? Wouldn't it be dead and crippled?"
Xin Ran was about to get up to check the current situation of the three girls, but suddenly heard a mechanical voice: "The supernumerary soldier Xin Ran came on the field and began to challenge." β
Xin Ran was excited, and suddenly wanted to stand up, but found that he was pressed directly to the ground.
Xin Ran hurriedly ran the spell and barely stood up, but found that he couldn't straighten his waist and straighten his legs.
God, this is too bad, isn't it? This half-standing turtle posture, if you fight with people?