Sword Qi Tongxuan

Chapter 305 Blessed by misfortune

Before Ling Sheng fainted, he was quite puzzled. This monkey is the holy body of the divine body. It is not to mention the rebirth of amputated. If it is said that the immortal blood is drawn, it is the one who takes the monkey. Is it that this monkey takes private revenge?

After he woke up, he found that the blood hole in his chest and abdomen had healed, and his newborn skin was very delicate. Under his inner vision, he only felt that his viscera had also moved back to its original position.

"This dead toad is originally an ancestor of a demon fairy with three flowers. The ancestor inherits the blood of the ancient golden toad. I let it pull out the power and blood of the fairy family by itself to protect your life." The black monkey said, "Although I don't think the frog's vitality is the most active creature, I have to say that the blood of this fairy frog is indeed amazing. You have gained its blood and a wisp of mana and benefited countless times.

"In addition, when the toad followed Li Taibai, he ate a lizard demon fairy with the ability to be reborn with a broken limb."

The black monkey spread out his hands and smiled, "Now, you have the ability to be active and reborn with amputated limbs, but it is still slightly inferior to the toad."

Ling Sheng slowly sat up, pressed his abdomen and looked inside. The platinum sword elixir slowly rotated in the abdomen, with 218 orifices above, revealing the spirit of the platinum sword.

"Originally, after the battle with Su Bai, there were exactly 200 orifices on your platinum sword elixir, but under the golden sword array of Zhou Tiangeng in the cave, 18 orifices were broken in one fell swoop, and at the same time, your own mana transformed into sword spirit and enhanced it a lot."

The black monkey said, "Just as I want, most of your acupuncture points are directly broken by external forces. Although there are many acupuncture points and sword spirit, the mana is insufficient, and the manipulation is inevitably stagnant and difficult to turn smoothly. Although in the golden sword array of Dazhou Tiangeng, you transform the sword spirit and increase your magic power, you are still a little reluctant to control the platinum sword elixir. This time, I got the immortal power and blood of the dead toad, which is also a help. It has made your mana much thicker, enough to break through the acupuncture point again, but I advise you to consolidate your current cultivation and condense Taoism for the time being, so as to control the platinum sword elixir, so as to avoid the embarrassing situation that it is difficult to grasp.

Ling Sheng nodded slightly and took a deep breath. He only felt that the sword in his abdomen was full of sword, and his state was almost unprecedented.

The heart of the demon ancestor is the treasure of refining the body.

Although Ling Sheng has never practiced physical skills, since he got the magic heart, his blood has been rushing, his vitality has flowed, his body has become much stronger, and his chest and abdomen have been broken. If it hadn't been for the serious injury this time, it might have broken through a large realm of physical refining at this time, which is comparable to the dragon horn.

To tell the truth, the heart of the demon ancestor is always washing Ling Sheng's body with blood to make it strong, and transforming the muscles and bones all the time, almost every time is increasing Ling Sheng's ability.

Although Jianqi Tongxuan belongs to the Taoist sword formula, the refining body and qi have always been complementary to each other.

Therefore, Ling Sheng's mana also gradually increases with the passage of time.

Although the magic power and blood of the demon immortals and blood are not constantly increasing their mana and strengthening their physique at such a moment as the demon heart, they have also increased their mana a lot, and even made Ling Sheng have more skills that are close to amputated and reborn. Moreover, in the future, as long as the body is not destroyed by the head, it is difficult to die. Life-saving charm.

Thinking of the origin of the 30% demon fairy, Ling Sheng sighed and asked, "Why don't you see that demon fairy?"

"You mean the dead toad?" The black monkey said, "This guy broke the back bone and took out the origin of the marrow blood and the inner elixir. He was seriously injured. After recuperating, he barely made nothing. Yesterday, I saw that you were still in a coma. I don't know what this guy remembered. He got out of the wooden house, broke the rock and flew away.

Ling Sheng frowned and said, "Are you leaving?"

The black monkey said, "Don't worry, it should come back."

Ling Sheng pondered for a moment, changed his coat, wore dragon leather inner armor, and outside was an ordinary shirt.

The black monkey only thought that he was dressed to cover himself and continued: "Well, the dead toad is not too much of a loss. At least the rest of the breath of the innate ancestor on your wound has been absorbed by it. The congenital progenitor gas was originally a fairy spirit that pointed directly to the road. After hurting you, it left a little breath. The dead toad turned these breaths into their own use, which is actually very useful. In addition..."

At this time, Ling Sheng finished wearing all his clothes and immediately came out of the wooden house, held the wooden house in his palm, broke the rock and flew to the sky.

The white clouds are green and the breeze is blowing.

Ling Sheng took a deep breath and felt refreshed.

At this time, the black monkey asked in astonishment, "What do you want to do?"

Ling Sheng smiled and said indifferently, "Since someone wants to take advantage of my serious injury and take the opportunity to commit suicide, I will appear and follow people's wishes."

"Are you going to kill these people and tell the world that you are still alive?" The black monkey smiled and said, "Is it to give an explanation to Lin Yun and other people who are worried about your life? That's good, so that you don't know how you will live and always worry about it.

"Sword Demon Ling Sheng?"

Someone exclaimed in the distance.

"Is it coming?" Ling Sheng glanced faintly and ignored the man.

The man's face was uncertain, and he remembered the prestige of the sword demon. The deeds of killing demons and fighting against the immortal Su Bai were all thunderous. After a closer look, the sword demon was not as desperate as rumored by the outside world and could not move.

It seems that there is a mistake in the outside world.

This person thought like this, and said secretly that it was not necessarily a bluff. Maybe it was a bluff. Maybe it was time to test it first. If the sword demon is really so powerful, he will run for his life. If he is weak, he will kill demons and take the cave in his palm, as well as countless treasures.

Thinking this way, the monk thought about his words and wanted to test them.

Wo!

Just as the man was about to speak, Ling Sheng's sword came and crossed his neck.

A Yungang real person, whose head is separated.

Ling Sheng suddenly let go of his breath, and his spirit soared to the sky. Hundreds of miles of vegetation was low, and everything was hanging down.

"This is..."

"It's so strong and sharp!"

"Who sent this breath?"

"Sword Demon Ling Sheng!"

The monks have talked about it one after another, and most of them have come to Ling Sheng's place.

Ling Sheng's eyes were chilly.

I heard that Ling Sheng, the sword demon, was seriously injured and was on the verge of death, which attracted countless monks and tried to count all the treasures on Ling Sheng's body. At this time, there are more than 100 people, including high-level people, and there are many Yunang real people.

In the face of such a situation, Ling Sheng is fearless and more murderous.

Seeing this, many smart monks have secretly said something wrong, and they vaguely feel bad in their hearts, so they left halfway.

Sure enough, when everyone righteously scolded Ling Sheng and came to Ling Sheng's side within a hundred feet.

Ling Shenghan laughed.

Platin sword spirit, a total of 218.

All burst out.

No one of the more than 100 monks was spared.