Chapter 2285 (1/2)
The temperature of the body surface, as the fireball approaches, gets higher and higher.
The breath in the body is also a mess because of the invasion of the evil way breath of Ximen Qingcang.
The five senses are gradually lost due to internal and external difficulties.
Night Hong's heart, suddenly gave birth to despair.
”I don't know what to do.”
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from somewhere.
The sound reverberated in the night Hong's brain, like the bell and the big Lu.
It's like the voice of Shangguan Wan'er.
Do not drop your strength!
Sure!
If you give up now, it's like kneeling down to fate!
If you give up now, you will never see those lovely relatives, beauties, friends, brothers, subordinates, teachers, classmates!
If you give up now, this beautiful world will be trampled by Ximen Qingcang at will!
As long as there is a breath left, why surrender easily?!
What if Tao and meaning can't be used, tactics can't be used, and alienation can't be used?!
The heart still can move, the brain can turn, then there is the last hope!
Night Hong's eyes opened angrily, staring at the black fireball which was getting closer and closer.
Why did Ximen Qingcang, who combined Dao Yi with the students of war skills, be able to step into the realm of ancient Taoism and Dharma, but not him who was also equipped with Dao and tactics?!
Bang a sound, night Hong brain as if there is a closed door was suddenly knocked open!
”Ding! Perception of blood and blood demons, Daofa perception ability + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level. ”
At this moment, the breath of night Hong's body suddenly divided into two.
One from the heart down, one from the Dantian up.
There seems to be a sign of mutual fusion between the two breath.
The heart, which controls the blood supply center of the body, is the core of breath control.
Dantian is the breath storage center of ancient Taoists.
These two positions represent the original nodes of Dao Yi and tactics!
If the breath of these two places can converge successfully, Yehong will also be able to touch the gate of the ancient Dharma Realm!
Holding a crutch, Ximen Qingcang suddenly felt a shock.
His eyes closed slightly, and immediately opened, in a state of horror.
”How could your body... Be possible?”
Ximen Qingcang seems to feel the change of night Hong's body breath, a face full of thick fear.
”At this age, you can touch the edge of Taoism. If you can survive, it will be all right?!
No, you must be killed
Ximen Qingcang's eyes were dark and sharp, and his hand holding crutches suddenly gave strength.
Countless dark magic spirits burst out from his palm and wound around the wand.
Originally slightly ordinary crutches, as if a moment to fade the old shell, had a new change.
At the top of the crutches, a ferocious skull was revealed.
The skeleton has two long curved horns, like a mythical devil.
The main body of the crutches, too, became thicker and longer.
It showed scarlet streaks, like strange blood smeared on it.
The whole wand is full of evil spirit.
It can't be called by crutches any more. It's a real wand!
Wand of the devil!
”This is the true form of the wand of the shadow and the magic wand in the name of the magic weapon!”
Ximen Qingcang pointed the sharp end of the wand to Yehong, and his tone was cold: ”Yehong, say goodbye to this era that doesn't belong to you!”
Then he threw the wand out.
The magic wand wrapped with black gas, like a black meteor, shoots towards the night.
At this time, Ye Hong is still in the state of being locked by the blood demon killing heaven.