Section 61

The calculation stopped in his heart, and Qiu Jiu began to heal the sword god.

However, the right hand that stopped at the sword god's chest extends from the palm to the arm root of the whole right arm, and a faint black air is emitted from the pores. While the black gas was released, Qiu Jiu's unhanded left arm was vaguely covered with a layer of green light.

The black gas in the right hand is Qiu Jiu's magic gas in his body, hoping to attract the magic energy in the sword god's body, and then incorporate it into his own body. The green light of the left hand is the power of the divine wood produced after the heart of wood is stimulated, which has the ability to heal and recover. Just wait for the magic spirit in the sword god's body to be empty, Qiu Jiu will transport the power of the divine wood into the sword god's body in time, so as to put the sword god's body under the healing effect of the power of the divine wood as soon as possible.

With such a single-minded and two-purpose, even if Qiu Jiu's current cultivation has reached a very horrible point, he can't help but feel that it is difficult. Fortunately, the power of the two divine hearts of yin and yang is relatively soft, which makes Qiu Jiu dare to take a risk.

While Qiu Jiu urged the demon spirit, he saw that the sword god suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Qiu Jiu with cold eyes, which showed his awe-inspiring murderous spirit. Qiu Jiu quickly said, "Senior Dugu, I'm here to heal your wounds. There is no malice."

After hearing the words, the sword god's eyes unexpectedly became colder. For a long time, he heard the sword god ask in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Qiu Jiu saw that the sword god's tone was different from that of many years ago. It was really not like the cold and warm-hearted Dugu Sword God in those years. At present, he asked doubtfully, "Who are you?"

The sword god's cold words have brought a murderous spirit: "After knowing my name, either submit or die. Choose, boy."

When Qiu Jiu heard the words, he suddenly remembered an anecdote said by the rosefinch. When the four masters were hunted down by the gods and demons, there was a magic skill in the demon world. When he planted his magic gas into the opponent's body, the magic gas would slowly erode the opponent's body and mind, and eventually change it into the opponent's consciousness, making it one with himself. A walking corpse with a mutual heart. As long as you have one order, the walking dead will complete it for yourself. This kind of magic skill is called the god-eating split.

At the thought that if the sword god had won this magic skill, Qiu Jiu suddenly had a headache.

There is no way to crack this magic skill, but the cultivation of the person who cracks it must be higher than that of the magic spirit. There is a reason for such a cracking condition to exist. Because of breaking the magic power, you must first put the magic gas planted into your body, then refine the magic gas into a pearl with your own powerful cultivation, and then roast the pearl with yang fire. Then, the person who cultivates magic gas will be greatly implicated by this. The light one's power will be damaged, and the heavy soul will fly. It is possible to disperse.

However, the method to break the magic skill is based on the cultivation of the person who cracks it is higher than that of the demons, otherwise everything will become empty talk.

Moreover, once the magic gas is absorbed into his own body, the person who cracked it will face a huge crisis, that is, the person with magic gas can completely manipulate the magic gas to rage in the person's body to prevent the person who cracked it to break the magic gas. If the person who cracks can't solve the interference of the opponent, then if he can't crack it, he will become his puppet.

When the rosefinch was alive, people who were planted with evil spirits were generally killed directly without leaving any affection. With the gradual decline of the four masters, this magic skill has also begun to gradually lose. There is only one reason, and the god-eating split also has great hidden worries.

The magic qi needed to grow is not an ordinary magic power, but a strange substance transformed by magic practitioners at the cost of their own bodies - it is precisely because of these substances that magic practitioners can control their opponents thousands of miles away, as natural as arms and fingers. Except for a very few demons with deep blood or abnormal brains, this kind of skill is generally ignored, and this method of cracking is gradually lost.

didn't expect that there would be descendants of this magic skill. Qiu Jiu's eyes were cold and said in a low voice, "I don't care who you are. Ma * your magic spirit has been removed from the predecessor of Dugu. Otherwise, I will use extraordinary means to refine your magic qi into beads. At that time, life and death will not be your decision."

A trace of surprise flashed in the cold eyes of the sword god, as if he was shocked that the young man in front of him could say how to crack it in one breath. But this kind of surprise is just a flash, just like Qiu Jiu knows that the method of cracking basically relies on that the cultivation of cracking people is higher than that of demons. He didn't think that a yellow-mouthed child like Qiu Jiu could be higher than himself in cultivation. He snorted coldly with the sword god: "If you are brave enough, you can try it."

Qiu Jiu sneered, and a disdainful look appeared in his eyes. He said lightly, "The young master's men are inevitable. Report your name and let me see who is the rat, who is presumptuous in front of this young master."

The sword god's mouth floated with a sneer, and Qiu Jiu couldn't help but beat his heart - the other party could control the expression of the sword god. Does this mean that the sword god's consciousness has been lost? Even if he tried his best to expel the magic spirit, he was only an idiot old man who saved it. This result can be said to be extremely disabled for Dugu Yan. Cool.

So, Qiu Jiu no longer hesitated and pressed his right hand, which controlled the magic spirit, on the chest of the sword god.

At this time, the sword god said lightly, "Kid, you are still a little young." The cold tone was sarcastic, which made Qiu Jiu suddenly alert, but it was too late.

A fist-sized black gas suddenly floated on the sword god's chest, and the color was as rich as ink, which suddenly enveloped Qiu Jiu's right hand and the sword god's chest. At that moment, Qiu Jiu only felt the magic on his right arm flowed into the body of the sword god.

With the disappearance of the magic, Qiu Jiu's right arm quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Qiu Jiu's heart trembled, but his movements were not hesitate at all. At present, his left hand held Qianjun like electricity, and the knife sounded as a dragon. The sound resounded inside and outside the room, and he saw the knife flashed. Qianjun had cut to Qiu Jiu's right arm.

At this time, Du Guyan heard the sound of the knife and pushed the door open and asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

In the question, her eyes suddenly widened. In her sight, Qiu Jiu's left-handed thousands of troops suddenly cut down, and her right arm separated from Qiu Jiu's body from then on.

"Master..." The unique angel among the five guardians first found something wrong. He was about to rush into the room, but he heard Qiu Jiu suddenly shout, "Get out of here!"

The sword god laughed and sneered, "Kid, although I thought I couldn't deal with you, in a while, I will be able to receive this body completely. At that time, I will see how you still talk nonsense."