Chapter 112 Lonely
The reaction of the monk Jingshancheng made Li Mingyang completely stand on the spot, and even left a deep blood groove on his arm by a real ghost because he was stunned for a moment. When the blood light suddenly appeared, Li Mingyang did not frown, but almost bit his teeth.
"Beasts, you are a bunch of beasts!"
Li Mingyang can't figure out how to scold these Jingshan City monks. In the face of the real ghosts that have rushed into the inner city, the Jingshan City monks don't even have the courage to resist, and they have even forgotten the idea of finding themselves to settle accounts. Including the Qingling monk who said that he wanted to punish Li Mingyang, he has also fled Jingshan City as quickly as possible. Li Mingyang never thought of such a situation.
After shock, loss and anger, Li Mingyang had a little despair.
Not worried about his situation, but looking at the people in the city who could only cry, Li Mingyang didn't know how to save them.
Li Mingyang is actually very clear that this is not what he should do, and even now it is not his turn to be a hero. It was just that the screams and howls that kept coming from his ears hit Li Mingyang's nerves again and again.
There are too many people who died, although he was used to contacting the dead every day when he was in the mine, and even when he practiced with the wheel, he simply lived in the dead pit. However, in the face of a large number of dead people and watching one living person die in front of them, it is a completely different feeling.
Li Mingyang's hands and feet began to feel inexplicably cold, and Jueyin Xuangu also began to burst out a lot of chills across his whole body at this time. Although the bone spirit was still silent, his mysterious bone and the fourth mysterious bone began to faintly reveal black light. Before long, the Ruyi mysterious chain and the unyielding mysterious chain somehow produced a wonderful link. Li Mingyang felt the mysterious reaction when the two mysterious chains were linked together for the first time.
Suddenly, Li Mingyang's already very tired body seemed to rejuvenate amazing vitality, and the six spiritual springs in his sea of knowledge suddenly began to burst out a large amount of spiritual power. The river of spiritual power that was about to dry up in the sea was replenished in an instant, and his body began to get colder and colder, and even a faint chill came out of his body.
While the river of spiritual power has soared, a large amount of Xuanyin power has also begun to burst out from the mysterious bones. At this moment, Li Mingyang even had a vaguely fierce appearance.
"Sister Song, look, what the hell is that guy doing!" After Ning Shiwen caught Li Mingyang's change, she immediately opened her mouth with a shocked face.
Song Jia only glanced at Li Mingyang, and suddenly a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "How is this possible? How can a monk have such a strong mysterious power?"
Although Song Jia's combat strength is not outstanding, as a heavy refiner in the virtual spiritual realm, Song Jia's cultivation foundation is extremely solid, but everything in front of her is something she has never seen before.
When Li Mingyang's body changed, the real ghosts around him did not dare to provoke Li Mingyang again. Even the real ghosts who rushed into the inner city for Li Mingyang began to avoid it as if they had seen a fierce beast at this time.
Although the real ghosts like the power of Xuanyin very much, and even they cultivate by absorbing the power of Xuanyin, at this time, the power of Xuanyin surrounded by Li Mingyang has been so strong that they all feel afraid. When these real ghosts who fight instinctively show that When a thing is afraid, it proves that they are really afraid to the extreme.
At the optimistic time when Jingshan City has completely become a real ghost, in the crypt, the wheel suddenly raised its head and looked in the direction of Jingshan City with feelings. Although he couldn't see anything at all, his eyes were full of shock at this moment.
"How is this possible? Why did such a domineering power burst out?" The wheel was full of puzzlement, but when he thought of his state, he could only hide in the cave and continue to wait.
"Is this boy refined into a layer of Huangquan's formula so quickly?" The wheel floated in the cave and muttered.
This outbreak was not caused by bone spirit. Although Li Mingyang's physical condition was extremely strange, this time he was well known all the changes in his body.
At that moment, his unyielding mysterious chain first broke out, and the extremely faint breath of destruction in the mysterious chain was suddenly touched, and then the unyielding mysterious chain and the Ruyi mysterious chain had a very wonderful link, as if the whole had formed a mysterious chain. At the moment of the combination of the two mysterious chains, a large number of mysterious powers that have always been hidden in the mysterious bones burst out and combined with that trace of destruction.
When the magical power after this combination hit the sea of knowledge, his spiritual river seemed to have been ignited by this power. The six spiritual springs were fully opened, and a large amount of spiritual power broke out. The spiritual power, Xuanyin power and the breath of destruction were completely integrated. Li Mingyang suddenly felt the explosion. The power of sex bursts out of the body.
Finally, Li Mingyang suddenly raised his head, and there was a little evil in his eagle-like eyes. But if someone sees his eyes at this moment, he will definitely retreat in an instant.
This is no longer a pair of human eyes. His eyes, which used to have clear eyes, have turned into a black and white appearance. The left eye became dark, like a deep night sky. But the right eye has become only a white eye, like a fierce eye.
While his eyes became strange, Li Mingyang's breath also completely changed. A new fusion force broke out in the sea of knowledge, and his breath became difficult to recognize.
The combination of Xuanyin power and spiritual power seems to be gloomy, but it is a little spiritual. But if you identify it carefully, you can feel the extremely chilling smell of destruction in it.
Song Jia stared at the change of Li Mingyang's breath. When she caught the power of destruction from his breath, Song Jia could not see through it completely.
"What kind of skill does he practice? How can it be so strange?" Song Jia, who is willing to be knowledgeable, doesn't know what Li Mingyang has done at this moment.
However, Li Mingyang was not in vain. After the great change in his breath, he saw Li Mingyang suddenly wave his hand and a black light scratched through his fingertips. The next moment, a wide-backed sword appeared on his palm.
It is a very strange sword. The blade is extremely long, almost seven feet long and more wide. This is not so much a war knife as a slightly sharper long iron plate.
But Li Mingyang carried such a long group of swords and suddenly made a strange roar and rushed to the real ghosts who were killing the people.
When the inner city magic array was not broken, Song Jia saw Li Mingyang's fighting style. Although Li Mingyang was obviously to attract all the real ghosts to besiege him at that time, it can be seen that Li Mingyang himself is definitely a very delicate monk who uses and controls spells. His way of fighting should be an exquisite route. .
But at this time, Li Mingyang was completely like a refining monk, and could even be said to be a martial artist in the secular world, constantly fighting in the real ghost group with his arbitrary power and the long knife in his hand. For ordinary monks, such a way of fighting is definitely a suicide attack. You should know that monks are very repulsive of the power of Xuanyin, but the real ghost manipulates the power of Xuanyin to attack monks, and when the real ghost dies, a large amount of Xuanyin power will unconsciously burst out on his body.
A small amount of Xuanyin power may not make the monk's body feel uncomfortable, but if it is too much by the Xuanyin power issued by the real ghost, it will be poisoned by Xuanyin to damage their strength. If it is too serious, it may even be poisoned to death.
Therefore, the battle between monks and real ghosts is often attacked by long-range spells. Even if they want to fight closely, they will escape far away after World War I. They must not let their bodies be too seriously infected by the power of Xuanyin.
But Li Mingyang is now completely fighting against real ghosts in such a suicide method. His body is not exquisite. It is difficult for him to avoid the attacks of all real ghosts. The war is no more than a fragrance, and seven or eight new wounds have been added to his body. But his power was amazingly domineering. The long sword was like a wooden toy in his hand, even because he waved the knife so fast that the long knife would leave a shadow in the air.
It can be seen that there should be a very strange power attached to that sword. As long as it is the real ghost cut by Li Mingyang, it will burn in an instant and disappear between heaven and earth in a blink of an eye. As a refiner, Song Jia actually cares more about the sword in Li Mingyang's hand. She has never seen or even heard of such an effective knife magic weapon to kill real ghosts.
Although there are more and more wounds on his body, Li Mingyang is more and more brave. He kills the real ghost with a sword in his hand. Every wound left by the real ghost on his body is shocking, but he seems to be ignorant. On the contrary, after dozens of wounds on his body, he seems to enjoy Receive the same moan.
"Is the power of Xuanyin not only non-toxic to him, but also a great tonic?" Seeing Li Mingyang's magical performances, Song Jia felt that all her guesses seemed to be in vain, but she couldn't help trying to see through all this.
Unlike Song Jia, Ning Shiwen looked at Li Mingyang, who was killed in the real ghost group like a devil. She didn't think about how Li Mingyang did this at all. Gradually, she was more worried about Li Mingyang's safety.
I don't know why, with Li Mingyang's struggle, the number of real ghosts around him is not decreasing, but increasing. Seeing this situation, Ning Shiwen couldn't help saying, "Sister Song, find a way to help him."