Reflect the world

Chapter 485 Dark Injury (Second Change)

The gray-haired old man still had the terrifying appearance before, with gray hair flying in the void, a pair of empty and ashen eyes staring straight at Tang Xuanming, the ancient robes of an unknown age were scattered around his body. body.

The half-foot-long gray nails on his hands were hard and cold, like daggers.

It looks like a zombie that came out of a Lin Zhengying movie.

No matter how you look at it, it makes you feel cold in the bottom of your heart.

"Okay, you can practice in the courtyard!"

Liu Zu looked shocked at the devoured earth essence and star brilliance in the center of the courtyard, and walked away worried.

Tang Xuanming and the first patriarch of Butian Pavilion were left staring at each other.

"Woooo..."

The sobbing sound was faint, and Liu Zu, who turned and left, didn't respond at all, but Tang Xuanming felt goose bumps all over his body.

"Can you stop being scary?"

The extreme speed of the golden-winged roc made Tang Xuanming appear on the fence where the gray-haired old man was in an instant, but it was clearly the limit speed of the cave realm. When Tang Xuanming arrived, the gray-haired old man had disappeared without a trace.

"Woooo..."

The inexplicable crying still rang in his ears, and it became more and more clear. Tang Xuanming instinctively turned his palm back, and the cold aura behind him disappeared without a trace. The gray-haired old man just appeared behind him.

"The ten thousand-year-old zongzi is really hard to deal with."

Tang Xuanming muttered angrily.

Butian Pavilion Patriarch is like an illusory and unreal phantom, every time he makes a move, that phantom will disappear without a trace, and when he relaxes, that phantom will appear in his body again appear in front of you.

boom!
Tang Xuanming's whole body shook suddenly, because the palm of the ten-thousand-year-old rice dumpling slapped him on the back, and the bone lines on his body instinctively bloomed, but they missed it as before.

It is impossible to touch this ten thousand year old rice dumpling.

And after the first blow, the old rice dumpling kept his hands on. No matter how Tang Xuanming resisted or reacted, the terrifying ten thousand-year-old monster could always hit him from an angle that he didn't expect.

The heavy blows again and again even made the corners of Tang Xuanming's mouth ooze blood. In an instant, he was slapped hundreds of times.

"How could this be?"

"What the hell is this old zongzi doing?"

"Because I scolded him, is he going to shoot me in anger?"

One idea after another emerged in Tang Xuanming's mind, but he rejected them one after another.

"With the strength of this [-]-year-old rice dumpling, it's easy to kill me. One slap can turn me into scum, and there is no need to spend so much effort to tease me.

And in his current state..."

Tang Xuanming looked at those hollow and ashen eyes, but there was no trace of expression in them.

There is not much spiritual sense left in the first Patriarch of Butian Pavilion, and it is impossible to carry out such complicated thinking.

boom!
The final blow landed on Tang Xuanming's heart, causing another trace of blood to ooze from the corner of Tang Xuanming's mouth.

He instinctively raised his head, staring at the patriarch of Butian Pavilion, waiting for the next uncatchable attack, even if he failed to block every time, Tang Xuanming still wanted to try.

Unexpectedly, Butian Pavilion Patriarch did not attack again.

That pair of dead gray pupils looked straight at Tang Xuanming, and Tang Xuanming inexplicably felt a ray of divine light shining in them.

Something that shocked him extremely happened, the dead body-like patriarch of Butian Pavilion suddenly spoke.

"For me...revenge...regulate...body, you...repair the sky...jutsu!"

Tang Xuanming's expression vibrated violently, and the words of the Patriarch of Butian Pavilion were intermittent and incoherent.

But combined with Shi Hao's previous experience, he can guess that it is almost inseparable.

"He is investing in me and conditioning my body, hoping that when I grow up, I can inherit the mantle of Butian Pavilion and avenge him when I grow to the peak."

"You want me to avenge you?"

He questioned the old man who had been dead for thousands of years in front of him with doubts, but the man with empty eyes didn't answer, he just let out a sob like a smile, and then disappeared without a trace.

Tang Xuanming looked at the void in front of him with some regret, and frowned.

There was still a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

On the contrary, there are traces of warmth flowing in hundreds of places all over his body that were slapped by the first Patriarch of Butian Pavilion, making him feel comfortable all over.

"The bone patterns are being fine-tuned and become more perfect."

Tang Xuanming carefully grasped the changes in his body, his expression shook.

He rose in the shortest time and climbed to the peak of the cave domain. The rise in the shortest time gave him a powerful boost, but it also caused a lot of damage to his body.

Now that the first ancestor of Butian Pavilion, the [-]-year-old rice dumpling has been repaired, Tang Xuanming feels as if he is soaking in a hot spring, and his physical body and spirit that have reached the limit have been slightly improved.

"These old monsters that have been passed down for many years should not be underestimated."

After sighing, Tang Xuanming walked into the depths of the courtyard again.

The majestic Butian Pavilion Jiling is still lying powerlessly on a pile of rocks, but the five or six meter long vines are yellow and thin, with one after another yellow leaves on them, full of loneliness.

The only lifeline is a green gourd hanging from the gourd vine.

Tang Xuanming sat cross-legged beside Ji Ling silently, and entered a deep level of practice between breaths, and the breathing vein was exactly the same as Ji Ling.

The bright silver starlight above the sky and the earth essence layer after layer deep in the earth crazily submerged into Tang Xuanming's body, repairing the slight damage deep inside the body surface.

In the deep level of enlightenment, the ten caves quietly appeared beside Tang Xuanming. The caves were deep and unfathomable, as if connected to the abyss in ten directions, and the endless energy submerged in it, making the ten caves more simple and natural.

In the ancient backyard, the Patriarch of Butian Pavilion, whose head was pierced by an ancient sword, quietly emerged from the void.

A pair of dead gray eyes stared at Ji Ling lying on the pile of rocks, and there seemed to be a trace of sadness in the depths of the eyes.

Then he turned his head to look at Tang Xuanming, with a pair of dead gray eyes staring at the ten caves floating outside, he didn't know what he thought of.

Shangguyuan Road fell into silence just like that.

……

boom!
Shi Yi, who was unfamiliar with double pupils, had cold eyes without a trace of waves, staring at the broken stone tablets in front of him. In his line of sight, he could even see the tiny broken stones flying out.

"This is your plan? Is this the natural supreme bone you said you gave us?"

A golden spider taller than a person crushed a huge boulder in front of it with one claw.

The voice was angry, and a pair of huge eyes stared at Shi Yi, waiting for an answer.

(End of this chapter)