Chapter 1036 Deadly Flushing
Chapter 136
Lin Dong fell on a stone platform, and then sat down with his head slightly raised. He could see the black waterfall falling from above. In the waterfall, the black flame was beating, which seemed to be magnificent, but there was no loud sound of water. It looked a little strange.
"Senior Moro, let's begin." Lin Dong took a deep breath, looked at Moro, and said in a low voice.
When Moro heard the words, he looked at the green pheasant, nodded slightly, and then his palm poked out, looked at the black pool, and suddenly held it down.
Boom
With the palm of Moro clenched, the extremely silent dead fire pool finally trembled violently, and then only the black pool water rising with black flame surged up layer by layer. Looking at it, I could faintly see that there seemed to be a huge black formation spinning in the depths.
"Lin Dong, if you can't stand it, then make a sound. I will save you, but don't be too reluctant. Every dead wash here is comparable to the full-out blow of a strong man in the mysterious world." Moro looked at the rolling black pool and shouted in a low voice.
Lin Dong's eyes condensed on the black pool, and his palms were also slowly clenched. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Elder Moro, Thunder Ancestral Fu 100,000 Thunder I survived, let alone this dead Lingling Pool?"
"The courage is not small, so let's see how long can you stick to it?"
"Be careful, it's coming"
Hearing Moro's low voice, Lin Dong's muscles tightened in an instant. Then, he saw that in the dead spirit pool, the pool water wrapped in black flames surging layer by layer, and then turned into a huge black fire dragon.
Roar
The black dragon roared up to the sky. The magnificent and pure deadness fluctuation is filled with an extremely amazing destructive power.
"shua"
The black dragon did not give Lin Dong any reaction time. Once condensed, it suddenly roared out, bringing a long tail of black flame, skimming through the air at an amazing speed. With just a few breaths, it dilated rapidly in Lin Dong's pupils. Then he hit his body hard.
Pang
The sound of the low impact spread, and Lin Dong's body also trembled, and his face twisted in an instant. He clearly felt that an extremely surging and pure death rushed into his body in a rather violent posture. He washed the muscles, meridians, bones, organs and so on in his body fiercely...
Under this kind of washing, Lin Dong's skin is gradually getting darker. The thick death makes him look like a zombie.
Lin Dong can sense the organs in his body under that kind of dead washing. Unexpectedly, there is a faint sign of gradual exhaustion. Death is a very destructive force. Once you master it carelessly, you are likely to hurt yourself.
However, in this case, Lin Dong obviously could not make it develop. As soon as his mind moved, the blue sky turned into a dragon's secret was running fast, and the bright blue light gushed out from every corner of his body.
Sneer
The blue light wrapped around Lin Dong's body, and under the protection of the blue sky dragon formula. The meridians, bones, organs, etc. in Lin Dong's body also began to seem to squirm, and then absorbed those extremely pure dead and greedily.
Deadness is like a sharp double-edged sword. As long as you know how to control it, it will become an extremely powerful weapon
The edge of the dead pond. All three of Moro stared closely at the forest movement in the thick dead package. After a moment, they all saw a little blue light flashing. Immediately, the blue light became thicker and thicker, and later, it expanded, like a huge mouth, directly swallowing all the thick dead gas.
"Come Again" Lin Dong's eyes suddenly opened, and the blue light surged in his pupils.
Boom
As soon as his shout fell, the black waves in the dead spirit pool surged up again, and a wave of black dragons, which were more fierce than before, condensed, and then rushed to the forest fiercely.
The strong deadness wrapped around Lin Dong's body. The blue light surged, and the two forces were constantly sawing, and in the sawing, a little pure deadness also began to completely penetrate into Lin Dong's body.
"Wow, this boy's Qingtianhua Dragon Secret has also been cultivated to the point of being quite proficient." Moro looked at the extremely tenacious blue light in the dead package and couldn't help smiling and said.
Qingzhi also nodded with a smile, with a lot of appreciation in his eyes. Although he passed on the Qingtian dragon formula to Lin Dong, many practices were completed by the latter alone, and the help he gave was quite limited.
"But from my point of view, even if he is not weak in the Qingtian dragon formula, he should only be able to persist to about 40 swiping, and the limit is 47." Moro rubbed his chin and said.
"Oh?" Qingji raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "In this way, isn't it two less than Xinlian?"
"The dead gas of the dead spirit pool is stronger than the other. After forty lanes, each one has doubled. At the beginning, even Xinlian took some protective measures to survive forty-nine lanes, but after forty-nine lanes, she was also completely unconscious. Later, she rested for two months before gradually Recovered." Moro Road.
"Lin Dong can be comparable to Xinlian, which is actually very good."
Qingji smiled, and then he suddenly asked, "Forty-nine is the limit of this dead pool?"
Moro was stunned, then frowned and said, "The limit is fifty... But no one has ever persisted. Of course, this is on the premise that the Dead Spirit Pool is effective for the entrant.
Dead Yanling Pool, generally speaking, is the most effective for people who have just entered the mysterious realm of death, and with the improvement of strength, the effect here will also become smaller and smaller. Therefore, in the Yan Temple, people whose general strength exceeds this limit will not be allowed to enter the Dead Yanling Pool to consume the pure deadness.
"Maybe you will open your eyes today." Qing pheasant smiled and said.
"Are you so confident in your blue sky dragon formula?" Moro curled the corners of his mouth and said.
"It's not confidence in the Qingtian dragon formula, but the confidence in Lin Dong."
"Hope, I'd like to see it. Can this boy refresh Xinlian's record?
"Then wait and see."
Tang Xinlian, who listened to the conversation between the two, squeezed her red lips slightly, and looked at the slimming figure sitting on the stone platform. In the depths of her eyes, there was a little curiosity and expectation. She also wanted to see this young man who seemed to be ordinary, but repeatedly created miracles in the ordinary. Will it be shocking again?
......
Rumble
With the passage of time, the dead pond will no longer be silent at the beginning. The water in the pool surges, and a black dragon converges, and then carries more and more horrible death, fiercely washed on the figure on the stone platform.
However, in the face of the dead crazy washing, the figure wrapped in blue light on the stone platform. But it is gradually as stable as a rock. The blue light seems to be weak, but it has never been completely overthrowd.
"Forty... It's awesome now." Moro said faintly.
As soon as Moro's voice fell, he saw that the dead fire pond suddenly surged up crazily. Compared with the black fire dragon several times larger than before, it slowly rose up. The black dragon's eyes turned out to have a dark red color, like a pair of blood pupils, which was creepy.
"It's really much better." There was also a trace of surprise in the green pheasant's eyes. Nod gently.
Roar
The huge black dragon roared up to the sky, and in a second, it rolled out with surging breath, and finally hit Lin Dong's body fiercely.
At the minute of the impact, Lin Dong's whole face was twisted together, and the skin on the surface of his body also quickly showed a gray color, but soon, there was also a low roar in his throat. The blue light surged and protected the body.
The two rays of light are fiercely intertwined, but no one can get the upper hand.
"Bang"
Lin's eyes were suddenly fierce. He actually grabbed the black dragon head, and then the blue light surged and blew up the black dragon. The strong death quickly poured into his body along his palm.
"Come Again"
Lin Dong's palm trembled slightly. But the eyes were more and more burning and stubborn.
"Roar"
As if in response to his shout, the dead dragon continued to roll, and the more violent black dragon gathered and washed away at Lin Dong crazily one after another.
Bang Bang Bang...
The deep voice echoed on the empty pool. Moro looked at the forest moving that trembled under the collision of a black dragon, but had never fallen, and his eyes gradually became solemn.
"It's the forty-seventh lane."
Tang Xinlian whispered. Her voice trembled a little. She had experienced this scene and naturally knew how painful it was to endure in it. At the beginning, she was the limit when she experienced the forty-seventh. If it hadn't been prepared in advance, she would have been defeated here.
"Wow"
The whole pool was completely turbulent at this time. Two huge black whirlpools were formed at the same time, and then directly swept out, just like two black dragons tearing the sky, mixed with the death of the extreme, crossed and hit the forest's body with an extremely shocking posture.
The surging black dead air swept away from the place of the collision like a wave. That kind of impact, even if the strong man in the death mysterious realm is hit, is worried about his life.
The three of Moro looked at the most intense place of death. After a long time, the death gradually faded, and a violent coughing figure appeared in their vision.
At this time, Lin Dong's body is gray, and the black viscous body adheres to its skin, which is all transformed by an extremely pure dead gas.
Cough.
Lin Dong coughed violently, and the blood spit out of his mouth, which turned out to be dark black. Obviously, he was severely damaged.
"This boy is indeed a little awesome."
Moro exhaled. Although Lin Dong's current state looks a little miserable, it is inconceivable that he really resisted 49 dead scours.
"That's it."
With a wave of Moro's sleeve robe, he wanted to close the dead spirit pool. On the contrary, just as his voice fell, the young figure on the stone platform stretched out his arm with a little difficulty, and then under Tang Xinlian's slightly discolored eyes, a hoarse voice came out.
"There is another one." ( Your support on this site is my greatest motivation.)
. RT