Daoying

Chapter 454: Tongtong lost his footing, his cells were broken

"I just had a whim and did it as I pleased. Life or death is all your own. Don't talk about it now. Let's see how the situation is now."

Xie Huan gently supported him with his hand, and Nico stood up.

"The condition is much better. Although the inheritance has been interrupted, it still has a great impact on the body, and the adaptability to the outside world has been strengthened."

Nico was pleasantly surprised and said as he looked at his new body.

"It's so good. The light of the Holy Spirit is indeed the energy of a master of physical skills. It is still very effective in eliminating negative emotions."

Thank you for settling down.

From this point of view, all the golden balls he collected can be put into use. It is no wonder that Tongtong is okay eating balls all the time and enjoys it.

Maybe you can try a few yourself?

But I definitely can’t eat it now. Every moment now is a matter of life and death.

Xie Huan's consciousness was always sensing every move around him, and he never slacked off at all. He soon found a few insects approaching and immediately moved the space.

……

"Ball ball, another ball ball!"

In a space, the fat Tongtong had just absorbed a golden ball when another one appeared in the distance. He ran over happily and entered the ball as soon as he touched it.

"Tongtong, do you feel any discomfort when you touch this ball?"

Qing Luo's face was filled with astonishment. She had already seen Tong Tong suck out seven balls. Adding in the ones Tong Tong had absorbed before, there were probably more than ten or twenty balls, or even more.

"No, it's so comfortable, I like it so much. Tongtong likes this feeling so much, just like sleeping, eating, bathing, massaging, and soaking feet."

Tongtong lay in the golden ball, sweating comfortably.

"Have you had a massage? Have you soaked your feet?"

Qing Luo frowned.

"Yeah, I went there with Mr. Yingtie. Those soft little hands pressed against my body. It felt so comfortable."

Tongtongba smacked his lips and said in retrospect.

"When did this happen?"

Qing Luo's face darkened, a little cold.

"On that mission two years ago, in Wushuang City, Master Yingtie and I went to a 'Stumble Garden' and had a wonderful time."

"Did you... make a mistake? Are you just massaging your feet?"

"I made a mistake."

"..."

Qing Luo suddenly felt that Ying Tie deserved to die, and her sadness was no longer so sad.

"I really want to go to Stumble again, Master Qingluo. When this mission is over, let's go to Stumble again. We need to get some gold."

"roll!"

Qing Luo kicked Tongtong from the air and kicked him away.

Suddenly her eyes flashed alertly, and several aliens emerged from the void around her. The leader was Lian Qi. Without any expression on his face, he said lightly: "Kill!"

Without saying a word, those aliens all used their magical powers to kill Qingluo and Tongtong.

Such fighting can be seen everywhere in the cell, mainly between alien races and human races, as well as between monsters transformed in inheritance and normal people, as well as various conspiracies and internal strife among the human race.

The cell space is becoming more and more fragmented, but the core of the real war is still with Pan, Chao, Cang Dao and Gu Xie.

Gu Xie originally wanted to kill Xie Huan first. After all, he was just a little bug who vented his bad breath first. However, Pan Hechao's suppression prevented him from being distracted. The two peerless warriors of the human race were completely at a disadvantage, but the battle continued. Tear cells apart.

"The human race is really on the rise. Are there four more existences like you? Plus the Holy Island, no wonder we can suppress hundreds of races and dominate Yuanyang Sea."

Pan said slowly.

"After today, there will only be four left."

Chao said sarcastically.

"What kind of joke are you talking about? Has your sea clan's advantage turned into telling jokes?"

Gu Xie said with a smile.

He was covered in blood, and his robe was in tatters, but the sparkle in his eyes never weakened. The insects seemed to be endless, pouring out piece by piece, turning into a sea of ​​insects.

Although Cang Dao is not as embarrassed as him, the light and sharpness on his body have been reduced a lot, but this restrained momentum contains a mountain-like tenacity, just like the continuously boiling magma that will erupt at any time.

"Then let's show you our ability to tell jokes - follow our words, we say there will only be four left after today, then there will be only four!"

The aura on Chao's body surged again, and the majestic power of terror was released. The whole world seemed to have become an ocean, and every space was filled with waves.

"Deep Sea Star Wave!"

The power of a generation of ocean overlords exploded to the extreme in an instant.

Pan's eyes flickered, he murmured softly, raised his hand, and an aurora disappeared at his fingertips, suddenly shining on the four poles, suppressing the power of the entire sea, becoming the most dazzling star in the sky.

The light of the sword flashed in Cang Dao's hand, and a simple magical sword appeared out of the sky. There was nothing fancy about it. He held it with both hands. In an instant, man and the sword became one. Apart from this sword, there was nothing else between heaven and earth.

Gu Xie summoned the true form of the Gu God, his pupils turned scarlet, the sky was filled with a swarm of insects, and there was a lot of fluorescence like hellfire, as if the world was burning.

The status of the four people suddenly rose, and all the creatures in the cell sensed it. They all stopped what they were doing in horror and looked in the direction of the core.

……

On the Immortal Island, a large number of monks gathered together, staring at the sky, talking in small groups in low voices.

From time to time, they looked at a ruined temple in the distance and the depths of the Sea of ​​Annihilation, showing various anxious expressions.

Only Zhu Yang and other Holy Island disciples were still calm.

After all, it is their Holy Island seniors who are in charge, two god-level beings, and two other god-level beings who are in the galaxy at the moment. There are four god-level powerhouses, and the master of the Immortal Island, the Corpse Emperor, sitting there. As they watch Come on, there is basically nothing that cannot be solved.

"You don't need to be anxious, just wait for the results and just listen to my orders from the Holy Island."

Zhu Yang said to everyone with a smile.

Everyone cast disdainful glances, thinking that you are just a pill maker. If it weren't for the reputation of the Holy Island, why would you be qualified to talk to us?

Except for some monks who wanted to make friends with the Holy Island and responded politely, most of them remained silent.

Several monks exchanged glances with each other, and suddenly they suddenly burst out without any warning and flew in all directions.

After they arrived at the Immortal Island, Ye Bailong continued to catch people at sea and set up a large formation. Jialan and Shimang entered the ruined temple directly. The three strong men who could shock everyone were not there. These people were unwilling to be driven, let alone do anything. Cannon fodder, so seize the opportunity and escape in several different directions at once.

Zhu Yang was shocked and shouted: "Chase!"

A Holy Island disciple hurriedly said: "Senior brother, they are all... Nascent Soul... Nascent Soul..."

Zhu Yang was startled by this reminder, and then he realized his state, and couldn't help but blush slightly.

Suddenly, a book page suddenly fell in front of the monks, shimmering with yellow light, fluttering in the sea breeze like fallen leaves, but in an instant it turned into the size of a giant boat, covering the monks.

The monks were horrified, and hurriedly sacrificed their Nascent Souls, used their magical power to attack the page, and roared: "Don't bully others too much on the Holy Island!" But all the attacks disappeared without a trace as soon as they touched the page. trace.

These monks were horrified, and they suddenly used their escape light to escape, but no matter how they dodge, they could not escape the scope of the book pages, and the pages always slowly floated down like fallen leaves, gently covering them, the same With one touch, these monks all disappeared.

Then the pages fell into the water, were wetted by the sea water, slowly wrinkled, were blown to pieces like paper, and finally disappeared.

When everyone on the island saw this scene, their expressions changed greatly, and they completely gave up the idea of ​​​​escape.

Zhu Yang and others were also surprised and happy, even more shocked by Jialan's methods, and secretly looked at the ruined temple.

In the ruined temple, Jialan and Shimang sat opposite each other, boiling water and drinking tea.

In front of Jialan, there was a thick book, which he was carefully opening. The light on it rotated, revealing a large number of words, which were constantly disillusioned.

Jialan's hand touched the book page, and suddenly several figures appeared on it, and then disappeared in a flash.

Jialan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and covered the page of the book.

Shi Mang looked at the gleaming treasure book with an expressionless face, and said slowly: "It is said that there is a disciple on the Holy Island who is born with an extraordinary talent. He was born with a sacred object, which has been praised as a talent for thousands of years. The strongest monk has created the fastest transformation into a god in the history of the Holy Island. I even heard people say that this person is expected to become the next island owner."

"The speed varies from person to person, and it doesn't mean anything. As for the position of island master, I have no interest in it, and I can no longer return to the Holy Island."

Jialan put his hand on the treasure book, and the book disappeared in a flash of light.

He picked up the teacup, toasted Shimang, and drank it into his mouth. His throat moved slightly, and he swallowed it bit by bit.

"Oh?"

Shi Mang remained expressionless and said, "It seems you have done something treacherous."

"It's not really treasonous, it's just that senior brother doesn't like it."

Jialan smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously.

"You came to me on your own initiative?"

Shi Mang suddenly asked.

"Half and half."

Jialan smiled and said, "Is this important?"

"It's important. I want to know whether you are helping me or helping others."

"Strictly speaking, we are not helping each other, but I should still help you. I helped Mu come here with the help of these scum."

"That's good."

Shi Mang took a sip of tea and asked no more questions.

"Actually, I have another purpose here, which has nothing to do with the Wuji Realm. I simply want to meet the Corpse Emperor and submit an invitation."

Light flashed in Jialan's hand, and a box appeared, placed on the table, and pushed in front of Shi Mang.

The color of the box is thick ink black and blood, intertwined together, giving people a sense of a deep abyss, as if they are being sucked into it.

Shi Mang frowned, stared for a moment, suddenly smiled, and then said coldly: "Get out."

"The boss said you probably wouldn't accept it, but you still let me try."

Jialan also smiled and said: "The boss said that as long as you are willing, I, Daoyin, will welcome you at any time."

"You have a big heart."

"That is, otherwise I would not leave the Holy Island. Only more challenging goals are worthy of my pursuit."

"That's just right. Pan and Chao were both overlords of the sea clan in two eras. Now, they are no weaker than your senior brother. Isn't this goal challenging enough?"

"Well... it's big, but I hope to challenge the target and save my life at the same time."

"If you want to save your life, put this box away, otherwise you won't be able to see Pan and Chao's noodles."

After Shi Mang finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned deathly gray, and his whole temperament changed instantly. The gentle scholar suddenly turned into an eternal zombie.

Jialan smiled, took the box back, and said, "Then let the boss do it himself next time."

"Very good, I also want to meet your boss and see who he is."

Shimang said in a loud voice, the corpse energy on his body suddenly receded, and he returned to his scholarly appearance.

Suddenly, both of them froze, and suddenly looked up. Their figures flashed one after another and disappeared into the ruined temple.

The next second, an incomparably bright light burst out in the sky, and several streaks of energy streaked across the sky, intertwined, and even directly affected the Sea of ​​Annihilation, splitting the entire sea into several parts.

"Boom!"

Huge vibrations and energy ripples were transmitted.

Huge waves rose directly from the sea, and crazy energy and sea water surged toward the Immortal Island, all blocked by the island's barrier.

The monks on the island were all shocked, and their eyes widened in horror. Could it be that this level of energy was what they wanted to block?

Everyone, including Zhu Yang and other Holy Island disciples, were dumbfounded. How could they stop this?

The large tombstones on the island were shaking violently at the same time, cracking and cracking, a large amount of corpse energy pouring out from them, and various low sounds, as if coming from the underworld where they were sleeping.

"Broken."

Shimang appeared above the island, staring solemnly at the galaxy, ignoring the flash of light and staring at the characters inside.

Beside him was Jialan, and under the flickering space on the other side, Ye Bailong appeared.

The appearance of the three people calmed everyone on the island, and the shaking tombstones also calmed down one by one.

Within the galaxy, a magnificent energy pours down like a waterfall, as if the Milky Way water from the nine heavens is the torrent of life and death.

……

"Senior sister, brother Huan, save me quickly!"

In the extremely strong storm, Mo Yun hurriedly pulled Yunli, and Yunli pulled Xie Huan. The seven of them held hands and tried their best to resist and avoid being blown away.

"It's so uncomfortable, I feel so uncomfortable!"

Shi Poyun screamed in pain. His body showed signs of being broken and he could no longer adapt to the rules outside.

The other three disciples were also in excruciating pain, with blood pouring from the seven holes.

On the contrary, Nico's condition was much more stable. Although he was struggling to hold on, he did not collapse.

Yunli also felt waves of discomfort, her face was extremely pale, and heavy cold sweat rolled down her temples.

Only Xie Huan was safe and sound. Not only was his golden elixir still there, but he had also risen to a level in the Wuji Realm, and there was no rejection reaction after he came out.

"You'll be fine, hold on!"

Xie Huan circulated the Holy Spirit Light, and the powerful light spread out, directly covering all six people, turning into a spherical barrier, and then the figure flashed and disappeared.

The spherical barrier is like a snowflake, drifting away in the distance amid the terrifying energy fluctuations and the torrent of life and death, and is rapidly attenuating.

"Plane Huan, what are you going to do?"

Yunli asked hurriedly.

(End of this chapter)