MTL - Ten God Emperor-Chapter 105 Ling

Outside the space, the two arrays still flowed with black and red light, Liu Qinjing quietly lying in it, the large black blood behind the back is still rich, but fortunately the toxin stayed in the back position, did not continue to the head and chest Spread everywhere, otherwise it would be hard to get medicine.

Both Yun Yue and Lin Yaoyao are holding their faces with concern. Only the sandal machine seems to be full of confidence. From time to time, he teased the sandal scales beside him. He said to the people around him from time to time: "Do not worry, Although it is difficult to practice spiritual practice, Yun Xiong is a priest, and his words must be no problem."

"I hope so." Yun Yue's faint worries in the beautiful eyes disappeared, her pretty face lifted up, looking into the sky not far away, and found a faint dark cloud began to permeate.

"It seems that it is going to rain." Lin Yaoyao's brilliant nephew also looked at the sky and muttered to himself.

"No, it is not a dark cloud." Yun Yuelin also raised his head and said.

"It seems to be, poisonous gas." Yun Mubai looked at the dark black cloud in the dark, and seemed quite sure: "It should be a very corrosive gas."

Yun Muqing opened his mouth and said, "Is it the gang of the dark star door?"

The silent strategy suddenly opened his mouth and shook his head. "No, although the strength of the dark star gate is not weak, but the major is the hidden weapon. This fluctuation of the cloud is obviously caused by the vitality of the poisonous attribute. ""

Yun Mubai's hands clasped to his chest, his brows wrinkled deeper, and he was able to induce such a wide range of poisonous clouds. How strong is this person's strength.

"This hunting meeting is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

Yun Mubai sighed with emotion, and suddenly there was a sharp airflow fluctuation on the grass in front of him.

"what happened."

Everyone's face changed, and they subconsciously stepped back two steps. They only saw where the cloud rested and sat down, and began to constantly exert their mental strength.

Tan Qianji showed a hint of surprise: "Look at this reaction, maybe it is the spirit of Yun brother."

The sandal scales that licked the fire and dried bamboo shoots stopped chewing. The bright eyes turned to the place where Yunqi was. He suddenly hugged the legs of the sandal machine and made a sense of uneasiness.

As the airflow fluctuations of Yunchai became more and more fierce, the flame yellow-knee spider, which was frozen by the ice, suddenly burst into a strange scream, as if something terrible was encountered.

"Young Master..." Lin Yaoyao looked at the familiar figure, and I don't know why. Although not afraid, the speed of the heart beat suddenly increased a lot.

At the same time, the black and quaint book that floated in front of the cloud began to continually flip, and a black piece of text continued to swell from the pages of the book. After hovering around Yunchao’s body for a while, it began to tremble. The next moment, the energy that turned into a majestic, all merged into his body.

As the black text was all shot, the original quaint book became more and more ruined, and finally broke into powder after rolling in a frenzy of mental energy.

Tan Qianji looked at the broken ancient book, but there was no regret feeling. The corner of his mouth showed a gratifying smile. He looked up at the sky and muttered thoughtfully: "Hey, I have not lived up to your expectations, will it I gave it to a good person. Maybe there is something that our demon family can't do. There will be a hero with a pure heart to replace it."

After that, he patted the uneasy Tan Qian scale and touched his little head. He smiled faintly: "Don't be afraid, Yun brother will protect us."

"Ok..."

Tan Qianyuan seems to understand and nodded, his eyes still staying on the blue figure not far away.

The spirit of mentality has been boasted for a while, and it has gradually stopped. The mental fluctuations are slowly absorbing into the body. The black hair of the clouds breaks down the shoulders, and the delicate eyes suddenly open. In the eyes, a touch of invisible light passes.

"Young Master!"

"Clouds brother."

Yun Yue and Lin Yaoyao saw the cloud break and woke up, and the pretty faces were all revealing the color of joy.

The cloud break slowly rises, and the Wolong Mountain Range is still constantly appearing in the mind. On the cold lake, how does the transparent person use the technique of the spirit of the spirit to harden the scene of a demon king-level silver-backed python and his body? .

The human head, the body of the beast, and the fusion of the two species through the practice of demonstration, the tyrannical power radiated by it is really shocking.

Of course, the current strength of Yunchao can not be used as a state of blending the body and the soul of the monster. It can only be controlled temporarily by the skill of the spirit, and the longer the demon is, the shorter the control time.

He turned to look at the flame yellow-winged spider that was frozen in place, slowly raising his arms, five fingers open, and the corner of his mouth provoked a hint of concealed smile.

The eight blood-red eyes of the flame yellow-knee spider stared at him, and the strong taboos continued to emerge.

The five fingers of the cloud break trembled slightly, and the majestic spirit suddenly condensed the fingertips. With the gentle push of his palm, a seemingly transparent and transparent palm appeared slowly, with the five fingers of the cloud break. Tightly gripped, the palm of the hand was gently gripped, and the head of the venom of the yellow-knee spider was directly pinched.

"Give me up!"

Controlling the transparent palm, the flame yellow-knee spider was mentioned in the air. The cloud breaks gently bite the lips, and a trace of dark red blood overflows. The thumb of his left hand wipes the blood on his lips. He pointed it to the bullet and directed it straight into the skull of the flame yellow-knee spider, in the eyelids.

As the blood enters the sputum, the white mist rises from the white body of the smog, and the screams of the screaming sounds constantly, and the gaze of the cloud suddenly becomes cold, and the slightly flexed palm suddenly grips. The transparent palm in the middle of the hand, also clenched, and finally turned into a violent mental storm, broken.

The spirit of the silkworm is constantly infused from the body of the flame yellow-knee spider.

"Detention!"

When the mental power penetrated into the body of the yellow-winged spider, the violent tremor continued. After about a minute, the tremor of the flame yellow-knee spider gradually became smaller. The bright red eyes suddenly turned into lavender, and the big body began to become hard.

When the cloud breaks, the palm of the hand rises gently. The original broken spirit suddenly merges from the body of the flame yellow-knee spider. The transparent palm formed by the hard palm will pull out a dark red soul body from its body.

As the soul emerges, the flames of the yellow knees roll over the ground, flexibly crawling around, and each of its movements is now completely controlled by Yun Xing, which is the introductory skill of the spirit: Lingling.