Chapter 267 The Source of Death

"Hey, you dead worm, have you left another hand?" Wang Wujian rolled his eyelids and scolded in his heart. Although Mian Xilong is in the evolutionary period and its strength is less than one-fifth of its heyday, how can it easily convert the God of War into a yuan god, how can it not be activated? Although he understood what he meant, he couldn't say it. Besides, he didn't intend to hand over his wings obediently.

"It's attached now, and it's not difficult to activate it, but I have to wait until I recover to the fiftieth day. Now I'm too weak to cast a spell to activate it." Hearing Wang Wujian's complaint, Mian Xilong comforted with a smile.

"Well, okay, I'll wait. Even if you decline again, I will wait!" Wang Wujian said the word "wait" several times, and a strange arc grinned at the corners of his mouth, but the surroundings were once again shrouded in the fog of death, and Mian Xilong did not notice it.

"Now, you and I have got what we deserve. Do you want to go out? Or..." Mian Xilong suddenly changed his tone and asked slowly. It seemed that while talking, he took more energy to think deeply about a certain problem.

"Nonsense, of course you have to go out. Do you still have to ask?" Wang Wujian interrupted it angrily. Even if there is a heavenly mirror to protect the body, there is no guarantee what kind of sequelae will be left by staying in this place for a long time.

"Hey hey..." Mian Xilong pondered for a moment, and suddenly looked up and smiled, "There is an excellent place to go. Don't you want to see it? Keeping it will benefit you endlessly, and you will see the most shocking picture of this trip!"

Mian Xilong is worthy of being the king of spirit beasts. Ordinary words are mixed with some kind of magic, which seems to be able to hypnosis, making people follow it. Wang Wujian is not a calm person, and immediately put a question mark in his heart. Moreover, along the way, Mian Xilong's words are fake, and there will be an amazing scene every time. It is expected that it is not I will find a chance to kill people for the sake of wings.

"Do you want to find the source of the gas of death?" Wang Wujian asked curiously that he couldn't think of any other rare treasures in this hell-like world except this place.

"Yes, this is a big secret. A dark dwarf is looking for a shocking secret that has not been found for thousands of years." Mian Xilong said excitedly with a surprised face and as if it were a treasure.

Mian Xilong wants to be calm and calm. Looking at the way it can't wait at this moment, Wang Wujian is sure that there must be a major discovery in this mysterious gas source, and his intuition tells him that the secret here will be closely related to him.

"But how can we find the air source? You can't dig three feet with two hands, can you? Wang Wujian spread out his hand, shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Why don't you? I already have a clear understanding. I just need you to open up the road of air source with the help of the divine power of the sky mirror." Mian Xilong grinned, and a trace of confidence flashed in his eyes.

"Well, since the king of the spirit beast is willing to take the lead for me, wouldn't it be shameless if I refuse?" Wang Wujian shook the repulsive mirror in his hand, and the intention was born from the heart. A white but not bright path was inserted into the airless fog of death, and the instructions of the sleeping dragon changed from time to time.

As the atmosphere of death around becomes more and more intense, the road strength that can be "spited" by the sky mirror is also shortened from a distance of 100 meters to dozens of meters, but this is enough for them to walk here without hindrance.

And a bold idea surged up in Wang Wujian's heart and became stronger and stronger. There are three jade roots in the land of Shenzhou. One jade root is enough to produce a huge jade mountain, but one of the jade roots is placed in a person's body. It can be imagined how full the aura in his body is. The so-called extreme must be reversed. If it is not to become powerful under the support of this aura, it is because the aura is too strong. The wind of walking leads to the disaster of killing.

Wang Wujian has already thought of such an ending. If measured by energy, the aura emitted by a jade root is enough to make one hundred and eighty martial arts spirits directly rise to the realm of the spiritual emperor, but they can't swallow a bowl of rice. Even if there is a jade root in the body, it can't be digested in large quantities in a short period of time, so it is impossible to hide it. Therefore, we can only find an atmosphere that can be opposed to the spirit of spiritual jade, and the two can ensure their own safety only when they are parallel to each other.

He has absorbed a large amount of evil spirit qi in the dark abyss and practiced turbid qi, so he has neutralization with the full spirit jade qi and has been living quietly. However, the current evil spirit in his body has been greatly damaged and can no longer maintain balance, so he urgently needs another strong breath and the spirit of the spirit jade to maintain harmony in his body. Balanced breath.

When he first felt the penetrating anger contained in the qi of death, he immediately used the qi of death to fill the deficiency of the evil spirit. But to balance so many aura, it must be equivalent to the amount of death. But at this moment, without the help of the dark son, he dared and could not absorb the evil spirit. Qi absorbs the qi of death crazily, so there is only one way to make up for this regret, that is, to find the gas source of death and "mov" it into the body, so that the two natural energy springs of jade root and gas source melt with each other under the catalysis of turbidity.

Thinking of this wonderful method of killing two birds with one stone, Wang Wujian couldn't hide his inner joy and couldn't help revealing a few white teeth. If the gas source of death can really be incorporated into the body, the whole body will become an endless natural body, even fuller than the energy contained in a huge spiritual mountain.

The road that can be opened up by the sky mirror is only one foot long. You can imagine how dense the gas of death is here. I'm afraid that the God of War is also struggling here, otherwise he would have succeeded in turning into a demon long time. If it hadn't been for the divine power of the sky mirror, one person and one beast under his strength would not be able to take a step to death.

Wang Wujian's face was shocked, afraid that Tianjing would suddenly take back this magical breath, so he was immediately squeezed into a meat pie by the breath of death. In contrast, the sleeping Xilong, who led the way in front of him, looked happy, as if he was going to see his old lover, and couldn't wait.

"What on earth makes this king of the spirit beast so obsessed?" Wang Wujian thought silently.

Soon, Mian Xilong stopped, but except for the one-meter-long path illuminated by the sky mirror in front of him, it was all shrouded in a strong fog of death, as if he were trapped in the Copper Mountain, giving people a huge sense of depression, which made people collapse.

"Now I want to guide you to do something, a thing that you will be grateful to me in your life!" Mian Xilong stared at it and said calmly.

Wang Wujian smiled and said in his heart that no matter what happened, didn't you just want to get back to the pair of spiritual wings? But after laughing, he realized that Mian Xilong was serious and asked with a little smile, "What's the matter?"

"The breath in your body is unbalanced. If it goes on like this, you will become the prey of the strong man sooner or later. Only the neutrality of this place's death can ensure that you don't hide your breath until you are strong enough, and I have a better way to make you become stronger quickly, step on the realm of the spiritual emperor, and break through the heavenly throne. Level, it won't take three or five years. What Mian Xilong said was full of self-confidence, but he was a little absent-minded and seemed to have any idea.

But Wang Wujian was interested by its words and asked seriously, "What method are you talking about?" Don't forget that there are still hateful monsters in my body waiting to devour my energy.

"Hum, you don't have to worry about the son of Darkness. Being hit into a deep sleep by the God of War star, it is impossible to recover in the short term. As for expelling it, I thought I could do it, but now it seems that this seed must have been improved. It is dozens of times stronger than the Dark Son more than 300 years ago, so you can only With the ability to look at the world, it is possible to find a way to solve it if you go to the ghost country in person. Mianxi Longdao.

"Well, those ugly and short people, one day I will destroy their nest and make them have nowhere to escape!" Wang Wujian clenched his fist and said fiercely, "Yes, did you just say that there is a way for me to become stronger at high speed?"

"Yes, this method is actually very simple, that is, you use the jade root to draw out the gas source of the qi of death, use the turbid qi as a medium, and integrate the two, you will completely release the soul power, and then try to introduce the new energy generated by the combination of the spirit jade qi and the qi of death. If you succeed, you The energy required will be completely different from that of ordinary people, and you can generate this energy anytime and anywhere. Isn't this a way to become stronger rapidly? Mian Xilong said with a smile, and there was an imperceptible strange color under his kind-looking smiling face.