Fly Bridge Diagram

Chapter 250 Breathing Out and Inlet

According to the instructions of Mian Xilong, Wang Wujian put his hand on the edge of the sixth-story tower near the underworld tower cave. The cold stone wall seemed to be a sleeping black hole. As soon as he smelled the smell of Wang Wujian, he immediately recovered and sucked his energy with amazing suction power.

Fortunately, Wang Wujian adjusted the martial soul to a sleeping state in advance, otherwise, this mysterious bottomless hole will inevitably suck up his soul power in an instant, and finally leave a useless body.

The sixth floor tower is obviously a bottomless hole that can't be filled, because it acts as a suction mouth and continuously introduces the evil spirit in Wang Wujian's body into the other six-story towers. For a long time, even if Wang Wujian can support it, it is filled with a seven-story pagoda and even a bottomless underworld tower hole, which is not just The sixth floor.

"Recede!" Mian Xilong looked awe-inspiring and shouted harshly.

Wang Wujian's head was dizzy when he was sucked. Suddenly, he heard the sound like a head stick. He suddenly woke up. He was a little stunned and quickly shrank his hand. However, the suction power did not decrease at all, and the dark evil spirit still surged out like a surging wave.

Mian Xilongtu spit out a dark golden light net, which rotated quickly under the drive of mind. In an instant, it became a rising propeller, and took it to the front of the sixth floor tower, mixed between the stone wall and Wang Wujian's right hand, which was also the horizontal line of the evil spirit surging.

Wang Wujian suddenly felt that a turbid breath in his chest dissipated, and the evil spirit in his body no longer flew at an incredible speed, but exported out at a smooth, slow and rhythmic speed, just like sucking the evil spirit qi in the haze at the beginning. At this moment, the output of energy without feeling pain. Of course, I didn't feel comfortable. I just feel that there is a vast sea of evil spirits behind me. In front of me is a bottomless hole that specializes in absorbing the qi of evil spirits. I stand between the two, just like a strong wind and willows. I can feel the output of the evil spirits, but I can't control it.

However, at this moment, the ancient spirit beast sleeping Xilong, which is between the two, looks uncomfortable. It seems to be a real carrier. While filtering the qi of the evil spirit, it also outputs it regularly and purposefully. The fat and fierce body is bulged into an elliptical sphere, and its slightly slender limbs are constantly thrown out and The dark gray screen of the wall is of the same color. The screen seems to be able to get into the wall, enter the wall without obstruction, and gradually wrap the sixth layer.

The seven-story pagoda immediately made a clear difference. In addition to the cocoon-like body with obvious filaments, the color of the sixth layer is also getting closer and closer to ink black. Just like a careful painter who constantly mobilizes delicate pen and ink to draw the pattern deeper and more mysteriously.

To the naked eye, the sixth floor of the tower is less than a foot long and less than half a foot high, just like the size of a cut watermelon, but the evil spirit it can carry is so terrible.

Mian Xilong's body is getting more and more swollen, bulging like a ball. I don't know whether it is blood or fat. It is only a line away from the white and tender skin and flesh, as if it may explode at any time. Wang Wujian wanted to hide but could not move. At this time, he realized that Mian Xilong was a small and weak insect. Son, he actually controlled the "spring" of an evil spirit and a bottomless hole, and the advance and retreat are operated by it with one hand!

"Quick... Are you almost ready?" Wang Wujian suddenly felt an illusion of emptiness, as if all the power in his body had been exhausted, his legs had lost his intuition, and some could not support the feeling of his body. There was a buzzing sound in his mind, such as the edge of the sea, his ears were full of deafening waves, and he just felt a sense of pain. When he deliberately felt or avoided it, Suddenly, I found that I didn't feel anything. This kind of seemingly pain almost made him collapse.

"Wh..." A hair-thin golden thread radiated from one of the tentacles of Mian Xilong, like a small lightning across the gray world, directly wrapped around Wang Wujian's neck.

"Uh...ah..." Wang Wujian's eyes widened in horror and made a hoarse dry howl. He wanted to pull out the weapon to resist, but his hands were not at all as if they were bound by an invisible net. He wanted to escape, but his legs were like being infused with steel and copper juice. He couldn't move at all. The huge confusion made him fail. He let out a unwilling anger, but the golden thread, which was enough to kill, was really tied to his throat.

"Don't be afraid, it's not killing you!" Just when he was panicked, the voice of Mian Xilong clearly came into his consciousness, and this feeling was extremely novel. It seemed that it did not pass through his ears, but went directly through his skin and went deep into his mind.

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with my ear?" Wang Wujian was so surprised that he thought he heard the voice of Death. He obviously didn't hear Mian Xilong speak. Moreover, speaking in the state at this moment is equivalent to releasing all the restrained breath. I'm afraid that all its own energy will also be carried out together, and the consequences are unimaginable.

"You have no problem with your ears, but you don't need it now." Mian Xilong's voice came to his mind again. His tone was plain and without any emotion. It was simply like a hundred years of hard work, which could be broken by the wind.

"Then why..." Wang Wujian became more and more confused, but the fear brought by death suddenly dissipated, and the heart that jumped to his throat finally returned to its original position.

"Because of this dragon silk!" Mian Xilong said, "I can talk to any intelligent creature through my dragon silk. Even if the words are different, there is no hindrance. In other words, this dragon silk is a bridge to communicate each other's thoughts. If you don't need words, I can know what you are thinking? Even if you have a dream, you can't escape my control.

"It's so amazing!" Wang Wujian almost shouted. Isn't this the legendary fairy art of reading people's thoughts? If this dragon silk, which is thinner than the beard, is attached to a part that is not easy to find, it is really easy to know the real thoughts of a person, which is hundreds of times better than the roundworm in the stomach.

"This space looks narrow, but it can actually devour endless energy, but this energy does not include the evil spirit qi, that is to say, only the evil spirit can fill it, while other reiki can only fill deeper and deeper, and can never satisfy this bottomless hole, so it is impossible to open the door to the underworld tower hole. . " Mian Xilong said unsurprisingly.

"But, how long will it take, I, I don't think I can last long..." Wang Wujian said timidly. He was more concerned that once the evil spirit gas disperses, it can no longer produce turbid qi through the combination with the qi of the heavenly spirit. I'm afraid the progress of turbid qi will have to be sharply reduced, and the way to generate turbid qi can only rely on. Rely on other methods.

"Don't worry, when it comes to storing the evil spirit, it is just a small bowl, and you are a giant post. Even if you fill the whole pagoda, you can't use much aura, but the premise of filling it is to squeeze out all the other breaths in it. Cough, unfortunately, in the past many years, There are countless fools who think they are the number one in the world who input their full of power without any movement. In the end, they can only die here. Therefore, there is too much miscellaneous gas in it, and they will be squeezed for a while. Well, but it's good that I stay at the entrance of this hole, otherwise, the squeezed out of the miscellaneous gas will definitely burst this area!"

"What? Use my evil spirit to squeeze out the miscellaneous gas inside? That is to say, the sixth tower, which used to have a fixed size, has been expanded to infinite? Then, isn't the evil spirit provided by me alone the same as the aura provided by so many peerless masters? Wang Wujian asked in shock and angrily. If he still had the strength to grit his teeth, I'm afraid his mouth full of teeth had become broken.

Mian Xilong no longer spoke, and his whole body suddenly became extremely stiff. A layer of dark red invisible escape armor was produced out of thin air, like the protective shield transformed by martial arts during the battle, but the layer of dark red escape armor looked unbreakable and mysterious.

At the same time, there were also subtle color changes in the sixth tower, but the color was like boiling water. At the beginning, it gradually overflowed at a slow speed and flowed into the body of the sleeping dragon against the direction of the evil spirit. Then, the brilliance condensed into a line and spread visibly with the naked eye. The speed entered the body of the sleeping dragon.

"Damn, that's a powerful soul power! I have never felt such a powerful soul power. How can it be... You dead worm, I finally saw your true face, regarded me as a victim, and did not hesitate to take my life to squeeze out the domineering pure soul power contained in it, thus shortening the time it takes for your evolution. You are despicable, you are dirty, dead worm, support. Die you, burst you..." Under the premise of such a strong and I don't know how much soul power exists, Wang Wujian's suction hole is almost crazy, because he has consumed countless evil spirits, but he has nothing to get, and he has to watch the energy he created be absorbed by Mian Xilong indifferently, which is better than him. The heart and lungs still make him entangled. He couldn't wait to rush to fight with it immediately, but only his eyes could blink all over his body, and he couldn't move at all in other places, as if all his nerves were imprisoned, and he couldn't help it!