I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 52 Blockade
The eight-armed maha seal!

Seeing the resentful ghost attacking in front of him, Qiu Ping instantly changed his fighting skills.

With a flash of his figure, he took on the appearance of his own body, the scales all over his body exploded suddenly, and his body swelled a lot.

As the four desires of "greed, hatred and obsession" in his heart grow wildly, powerful forces also emerge.

He was surprised to find that in this endless hell, this combat skill gave him [-]% more strength than in the human world, and it also made him very adaptable to the environment here.

Make him feel as if he is in the water.

At the same time, the supernatural power [Lubricating Oil Technique] was also activated, and the friction with the space was suddenly reduced, which doubled his speed.

The resentful ghost slapped Qiu Ping's body, but only a black shadow was photographed, and his true self had already slipped to the side.

"Chichi."

With a flick of Qiu Ping's tail, his body twisted into an "S" shape, and then his muscles exploded, and he swam along the arm of the grieving ghost in a spiral trajectory.

Propelled at an extremely fast speed, his fins turned into two sharp short knives, cutting the opponent's flesh and blood into two deep ravines.

"It's tough!"

Qiu Ping only felt that the fins were about to break, and he couldn't use it for a long time with such a violent attack.

Fortunately, as soon as his body was damaged, [Jiangshan Kanyu Map] sent out a force to quickly repair his body, but the physical strength consumed could not be replenished.

Qiu Ping's fight was difficult, while the other gods were in a mess.

Except for the head of the Yin-Yang Department, the others were photographed one after another directly into meat paste. The Kanyutu had just recovered them, but the grieving ghost photographed them to death.

There is no way around this, the strength of each of these resentful ghosts is comparable to the combat power of the [Holy Embryo] in the Dao of Monster Beasts, that is, the spirit monsters who have practiced Dao for 500 years.

Unfortunately, these gods are basically of the eighth or ninth grade. It is rare to see people like Qiu Ping who can practice for 300 years, and most of them only have a hundred years of practice.

In addition, there is no way to mobilize the priesthood here, and each of them is like a lamb to be slaughtered.

With a sound of "clang clang", after the head of Yin Yang Division turned into a ghost official, the chain in his hand flew like a spirit snake, and in a blink of an eye, he bound the limbs of a monster in front of him, and with a light pull, he was dragged to the ground land.

These monsters are hard to kill, all he can do is to keep fighting with them, and when the pillar of incense light leaves the Infernal Hell, the monsters will naturally recede.

The principal gave Qiu Ping a weird look.

There are very few gods who can remain immortal at this stage. At this stage, apart from him and the mountain god of Huangzhong Mountain, that is, the god of Huang'ao Village.

Judging from its strength, although the god position is very low, the deity's realm has reached the [ancestral aperture] realm.

The fierce combat skills must have come from blood inheritance.

"These monsters don't know pain, and they don't have a vital point. No matter cutting off their throats or puncturing their hearts and brains, they can't kill them." Qiu Ping quietly carried a celestial fish food from the scale space into his mouth, and that's it. contain.

Kanyutu can't replenish his physical strength, but fortunately, fish food can.

Now that he is not afraid of getting hurt, he continues to conduct various experiments, and at least he has summed up some experience.

"However, although these monsters cannot be killed, just cutting off their joints is enough to make them incapable of fighting. It's just that my current fighting moves are still too rough, and I can't move them as I like."

These days, Qiu Ping took advantage of the convenience of time travel, not only learned advanced tactics, but also passed on the supernatural powers of blood.

But after all, he has not received professional fighting training, and his skills are in a mess. It is no wonder that the ghost boy dismissed him at that time.

His current supernatural powers and combat skills are at most equivalent to the various skills in the game. Although the power is extraordinary, the level of precision is far from enough.

In the current situation, what he urgently needs to improve is his basic attack ability.

However, Qiu Ping was not in a hurry. It took him only half a year to really benefit from the opportunity. It would take some time for these to accumulate into real strength.

Anyway, he wouldn't die in this map, so he took it as an opportunity to hone himself.

"Whoosh whoosh."

Qiu Ping's mind was spinning fast to analyze the enemy's weakness, while his body was swimming fast to avoid the enemy's attack.

In the void, I saw only a black line constantly wandering around, occasionally finding an opportunity, and slashing fiercely at the grieving ghost.

Unknowingly, Qiu Ping's attack frequency became more and more frequent. Once, he even went down with a fin and drew a wave shape, following the joint structure of a resentful ghost, and removed one of the opponent's arms.

But because of this, he was slapped into a pulp by the furious grieving ghost.

"I really scared the loach to death." A pool of black and red meat mud squirmed, and turned into a small black loach in an instant.

He who had just been resurrected had a dull gaze, and he waited until the resentful ghost's attack landed again before he quickly dodged.

The moment of death was too painful, like the suffocation and despair of a fish leaving the water.

Well, it's almost over!

Qiu Ping raised his head and looked forward. In the grayness, he could already see some light.

This means that they are about to leave Avici Hell and enter a higher world.

"Don't chase me, help, you guys go after that little loach..." Qiu Ping was about to sigh with emotion when a gray shadow slid out from beside him.

He tried hard to see clearly that it was the shrew.

So far, the only god who has not died is the mountain god of Huangzhong Mountain.

Even the head of Yin Yang Division was killed several times.

Qiu Ping didn't care about the shrew, and was going to concentrate on finding another grieving ghost to practice.

"boom!"

But at this moment, the huge pillar of incense was shaken. It was flying towards a higher world, but now it seemed to be forcibly intercepted by a force.

Under the sudden brake, Qiu Ping and many gods were thrown out at once.

They had been drawn by the giant pillar of incense and remained relatively still with it. Now that the pillar was intercepted, they couldn't stop their figures and slid out for an unknown number of miles.

After much difficulty, the gods stabilized their figures.

Qiu Ping raised his head and looked up, and golden and black interlaced light circles spread out like ripples, magnificent and full of danger.

The edge of the world of Avici Hell seemed to be blocked by man's mana, and the giant pillar of incense could not break through.

"Hey, is this a new test?" The shrew rubbed his head, looking at this scene with some curiosity.

The eyes of the gods are also full of doubts, but there is not much fear.After dying so many times, they're getting used to it.

In their thinking, although this trip was a bit uncomfortable, it was definitely not fatal.

Since he won't die, everything else is trivial.

Only the head of the Yin Yang Division, his face became extremely ugly.

"Something went wrong, I can't contact [Jiangshan Kanyutu] now, there must be a powerful existence to block Abi Hell!"

The shrew on the side blinked and then fell straight on Qiu Ping's shoulder.

The sound of his teeth chattering could be heard vaguely.

(End of this chapter)