Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 118: The trump cards are revealed in turn

"Try my eye skills again!"

The black tide surged in Long Pei's eyes, and his pupils turned into the eyes of the whirlpool. Only this time, the depths of the whirlpool were no longer pitch black, but seemed to hide another vertical pupil.

An pupil that was not human at all, but more like a snake.

This technique is called Yunshentong.

It is essentially a pupil technique, which requires capturing a ray of divine consciousness in the pupil. When used, the accumulated divine consciousness can penetrate into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness along the line of sight.

But the technique used by Long Pei has undergone fundamental changes.

What his Yun Shen Pu absorbed was not his own spiritual consciousness, but a wisp of the remnant spirit of Ten Thousand Nether Dragons.

After contemplating and cultivating it every day, although his own spiritual consciousness is not strong, his pupil technique can slightly activate the residual god of Wanyou Jiao, and its power is extremely terrifying.

In a hurry, even a foundation-building cultivator would find it difficult to recover from this technique.

This was also the reason why he dared to challenge Wu Meng at the spiritual level.

With the pupil technique completed, Wu Meng felt an uncontrollable suction force generated at the level of his spiritual consciousness.

Not only that, that vertical pupil stared into nothingness, and its direction was completely opposite to that of him who was in a state of concealment.

But his figure was clearly reflected in his pupils, unable to escape.

As his consciousness left his body inch by inch, Wu Meng sensed an indescribable sense of danger.

Fortunately, he didn't just surrender.

While Long Pei was performing the technique, he flexed and stretched his fingers, and two clever lotus hearts rose up from the filth, becoming clear and clear, emitting a soft shimmer.

He pointed a finger, and a lotus heart flew towards Long Pei.

Seeing Lian Xin, Long Pei's face changed slightly. While maintaining his pupil skills and pulling Wu Meng, he raised the ghost dragon spirit water and washed away.

The turbulent water washed through the lotus heart, but instead of dissipating, it became even cleaner.

What's even more outrageous is that most of the Nether Dragon Spiritual Water lost control and decomposed into water droplets and fell to the ground, eroding the ground into huge holes.

Long Pei's expression finally changed drastically.

What the hell is this? ?

Only the Nether Dragon Spirit Water has always been able to erode other spells, but I have never encountered a spell that can restrain the Nether Dragon Spirit Water!

He twisted his pupil technique to aim at Lian Xin, but Lian Xin's face was suddenly thrust out of his face, and it fell right between her eyebrows.

Long Pei trembled all over, and an extremely strong chill rose from the bottom of his heart!

He suddenly felt that some parts of his body, some elements that together constituted himself, suddenly no longer belonged to him.

He felt incomplete!

This feeling made his scalp numb, and his soul seemed to be howling crazily.

It is naturally difficult to maintain the Yun Shen Pu in this state.

It's too late, but it's only the blink of an eye.

Long Pei responded very quickly, and his remaining wisdom quickly took over control of his body.

It's a pity that it's still too late.

'Buzz'!

A faint trembling sound sounded next to my ears, and the sharpness appeared like a flash in the pan, bright and then dimmed suddenly.

There was a slight cooling sensation on my neck.

His vision began to spin upside down, and he saw the sky and the earth intertwined, and... a body gushing blood!

He was actually beheaded!

boom!

The head rolled to the ground, stained red, and the gushing plasma drenched Long Pei's body, dripping down his ankles and winding on the ground.

Wu Meng looked at this scene, and the ghost whale flickered beside him.

solved?

He used the technique to control fire.

The raging flames boiled and jumped on the pool of blood, burning for a moment. The blood did not dry up, but became more red because it reflected the flames.

Wu Meng's eyes flickered, and she was inexplicably surprised.

There are so many weird things about Long Pei.

As soon as he had this idea, he saw the hanging clouds in the sky turn into a funnel, the tip stretched out, and connected to Long Pei's headless body.

This formation had been brewing for nearly an hour, but it had not changed for a long time, and finally broke out at this moment.

Long Pei stretched out his hand, lifted his head and put it back between his neck.

"I underestimated you, Wu Meng." He said, the ghost whale sword light at the wound still flickering, making a final confrontation with the rapidly recovering flesh and blood.

"This formation is a simplified version of the Youlan Draining Dragon Formation. It can refine and store flesh, flesh, and spiritual power, and turn rain into dragons. It is originally a method of body refining and breakthrough, and it can also be used to build foundations."

"It's a pity that the idiot, Master Luo, wasted most of the essence... but what's left is more than enough to deal with you."

As he spoke, he saw the last remaining Lotus Heart flying towards him.

Long Pei did not dodge or evade, and even spread his arms as if to embrace him.

The lotus heart sank into his body and was taken back by Wu Meng.

A large amount of spiritual power and essence are fed back.

The two lotus hearts were tired of each other, and his right arm was completely taken away by Wu Meng.

However, he grabbed his right arm without caring and tore it off!

"for you!"

He grinned with a ferocious smile and threw his right arm over.

In just a moment, the incomplete flesh and blood surged and proliferated, and the prototype of a thin right arm evolved!

Not only that, densely packed fine scales began to appear on Long Pei's skin, and dark lines loomed between the bridge of his nose and chin.

His Adam's apple surged, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black water.

The black water turned into mist in mid-air and spread.

Wu Meng held her breath and concentrated, and felt that her sensitivity to the surrounding spiritual power became weak.

The ghost whale rising and falling beside him also needs to mobilize more spiritual consciousness and spiritual power to survive.

Unlike warriors who practice their own Qi and blood, monks rely on the spiritual power within their bodies to move heaven and earth, and the techniques serve as a bridge between the two.

The black mist Long Pei breathed seemed to be able to reduce the activity of the surrounding spiritual energy within a certain range. In this way, it was like abolishing the monk's ability to move the world.

And relying solely on one's own spiritual power, the power of the spell can be said to be insignificant.

As Wu Meng's thoughts turned, he had already anticipated the power of the black mist.

He frowned, collected the ghost whale, and disappeared from the spot.

However, the next moment, a muffled sound suddenly erupted in the air, and Wu Meng fell out of his body.

His whole body turned into a blue water splash, sweeping around, and then appeared in a certain way.

Qianhu Mirror has been triggered!

Wu Meng's expression turned extremely ugly.

Looking up, Long Pei's figure gradually disappeared, and the other party was walking out of the water where he had fallen.

"Let me show you what real body training is! The time of death has come, Wu Meng."

As Long Pei said this, his figure once again turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

‘Praise! ’

At the critical moment, there was a sound of landslide and rock disintegration, and bright yellow ripples swept across, resembling an earth dragon tumbling, and dust mist billowing.

Three sets of stacked rock thousand lock formation flags appeared in Wu Meng's hands at some unknown time.

Long Pei appeared in the ripples.

There were layers of phantoms of mountains and ravines under its feet. Although it was not as exaggerated as Wu Meng's that day, it also slowed down its speed to a bearable range.

Long Pei seemed to have seen through the effect of this thing, stopped moving, and asked with a smile: "How long can you last in my mysterious dragon mist?"

Wu Meng did not answer.

The spiritual energy captured earlier through the Lotus Heart is rushing into the formation.

He waved his sleeves and robes, and patches of yellow sand scattered out.

The sand fell into the air, trembled in unison, and turned into wisps of streamers, winding towards Long Pei.

"Xiaoyan spirit insect!!"

Long Pei's expression changed drastically, his eyes widened, and he screamed in shock.

(End of this chapter)