Chapter 497 (1/2)
Although Lian Ling is good at using seeds as magic weapons, not any seeds can germinate in the human body. For example, xiuluolan, who wanted to transplant it to her body and integrate with her own body, but it took a lot of hard work.
But the underworld orchid is different, it originally grows on the corpse, absorbs the residual vitality and grows. If you enter the human body, you can also grow if you are stimulated by mana. It depends on how much resistance the opponent's mana has.
Only two or three rest time, zhe Shichao's vitality declined sharply. If it goes on like this, he will turn into a corpse within ten minutes. But if he wants to return to this world, Lian Ling has already laid down countless Blue Leaf swords waiting for him.
Now he continued to kill Lian Ling's body has no meaning. The other side can still be reborn several times, but his side can't hold on any more.
Back to the original predicament. But this time he was attacked by the netherworld orchid, his vitality was damaged, and his magic power was also exhausted. He was about to be forced into the abyss of doom.
He finally gnawed his teeth and leaped directly into the world. The branches and leaves of countless Xiu Roland are like windmills, and the sharp leaves cut his flesh into pieces. It seemed that there was a rain in the air, and every rain was like water, which made him tremble with pain.
He still had to jump to where the rain was most concentrated. His black scallop was formed by flesh feathers. After his vitality was damaged, his defense power was less than one third of the original, and he could not resist the blue leaf sword rain of lianling.
Even if he escapes again, even Ling's thousand Day Six Harmonies have been waiting for him, which has blocked all his way out.
But there is a last straw that may help him escape. That is, he Biri is still outside as his backing. If he returns to this world to preach to he Biri and ask him for help, as long as he is willing to do so, there will be a chance of survival.
Under the attack of the blue leaf sword like a rainstorm, zhe Shichao converted his only mana into spiritual wave, and sent out his spirit of survival to he Biri. Let alone let he Biri divide half of his ten thousand year ginseng arm. He is willing to give him the whole and compensate him for the position of the elder of the Bahraini tribe.
If he had known that he would fall into such a dangerous situation, how could he have provoked such a demon? It's just too late for him to regret it now.
The sound transmission is the same as the sunshine. The light of Qianri Liuhe can strongly interfere with the transmission.
But the fierce battle to now, the thousand Day Six Harmonies has been dim many. Zhe Shichao is holding a glimmer of hope. As long as he Biri receives the message and makes a quick move, he can still live!
At the end of the transmission, the pain entered his body, and his whole body was almost cut into countless blood clots. He could not bear it any longer. His remaining body quickly turned into the black air of nothingness and flew out.
Outside everything is still silent, he Biri did not move. It is difficult to know whether the transmission of zhe Shichao was disturbed by Qianri Liuhe, or he Biri received it, but still chose to stand by. Zhe Shichao has no chance to investigate again.
He could only escape the joint attack of xiuluolan and Qianri Liuhe with the last fluke. It's like a candle man trying to run across the fire.
The light burst out in Lian Ling's eyes, just like a lot of green lights flying out, directly hitting into the countless rounds of hot sun in the air. The sun's rays skyrocketed, and in an instant they were more than ten times stronger than they had just been.
This light shines on the dark shadow of ochre. The shadows quickly dissipated and disappeared. The fluctuation of zhe Shichao's divine consciousness disappeared and became nihility completely.
This ghost owl demon, the patriarch of the Balin tribe, and a great figure in the demon world, no longer exists in this world!
At the same time, in a deep hall, hundreds of ancient copper lamps burning grease illuminate the memorial tablets made of blood draining spirit stones.
These tablets bear the names of the great powers. Some of the tablets are vivid and lively. Some of the tablets have been cracked, and their miracles have long disappeared and become dull and simple.
It was late at night, a gaunt old man had just finished filling the copper lamp with oil. He sat down under the lamp, and the chicken was nodding. All of a sudden, a crisp crack came from his head.
At first he thought it was a dream, and after a while he looked at the tablets carefully. Don't see do not know, a look scared him to the ground. Since the family long zhe Shichao's life card actually split?
He hesitated for a moment, and finally shook the alarm bell with his shaking hand. After a while, there were many illusions in the hall. Although it is only a shadow, their divine sense of authority is vividly transmitted, as if they were in person.
Most of these shadows are the old people of the ghost owl tribe, and there is even a strong presence of Jindan Sanhua. There are also some young people with great strength.
This place is called the ghost owl Wandai temple. It is a top secret place that any tribe of ghost owl should worship together. If the alarm bell goes off, the heads of all the tribes and the elders with power and prestige will be summoned to this assembly by telepathy.
One of them was very special among the people. He was tall and very young. His face was white and handsome, and even a little childish. But his eyes were sharp and cold as a knife.His aura was not inferior to other old people. Instead, he went directly to the highest seat in the hall and sat down, looking at the elders below like all living beings. But his cultivation is not high, only the golden elixir.
If the people of the five element sect were here, they would be shocked. Isn't this a talented disciple of shuide Academy who has died in Wuyu of yeblind mountain? He is now the reincarnation of the ghost owl, the king of the night.