Reborn Mosquito Daoist

Chapter 11 Devour
The sound of the soul-absorbing bell vibrated, and the invisible force of absorption was directed at people's hearts, even Han Yu was a little terrified.

At the same time, a peaceful and tranquil aura suddenly came from the bloodthirsty bead. Although it was weak, it flowed slowly through the bottom of my heart like a clear spring in this terrified state.

The innate pagoda tree seemed to have been stimulated by something, and began to radiate an unimaginable vast vitality on its own initiative!Bai Qi bathed in it, grabbed the leftover half of the evil spirit, and made ghosts tremble with comfort, but this treasure was something Han Yu had his eyes on, although his heart was burning, he didn't dare to covet it in the slightest.

Han Yu was even more excited. Just now he was thinking about how to increase the power of his soul, but unexpectedly, he saw hope. Looking at the innate locust tree in the magic weapon space, a strong desire to devour it spontaneously arose!

Since the opening of the prehistoric world, all kinds of sacred trees have experienced different situations. Except for a few who have cultivated into Taoism, most of the sacred trees have no good end.Those that bear fruit are fine, but at most they are raised in captivity, and the flat peach tree is the most typical example.But more are turned into magic weapons by others, and have since disappeared.

The seven locust trees obtained by Sanmao Zhenjun by chance were cut from the main body of the innate locust tree. The vitality is so strong that it has not been completely dissipated for thousands of years. The arousal of the lotus breath is just a reflection of the light. It is not easy to really make this innate pagoda tree reappear in the prehistoric times.

Mr. Damao saw that Han Yu frowned at the very beginning, but after that he became calmer, a little surprised and uncertain for a while.After a hundred years of retreat, he has fulfilled his wish to achieve the Golden Immortal Avenue. The old Taoist is in high spirits at the moment, how can he accept this reality, and is about to shake the soul-destroying bell to the extreme.

Although the ghost cave was built extremely solidly, it couldn't stand the old way's ruin. At this time, it also began to feel a little muddy and sandy, and the dust all over the sky floated into the air, making the invisible soul-stirring power show its true form, and a man named Mao Jun and the ghost appeared. A transparent gas mask with Han Yu as the center.

The soul-destroying bell was so powerful, but Han Yu turned a blind eye to it, standing there in a daze, and there seemed to be a magic voice repeating in his ears: "Swallow it! Swallow it..."

Mr. Damao finally got a little frustrated. Who is this guy? It's too hateful. I'm also a golden fairy, okay...

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the boy in black pull out a very familiar wooden stick out of nowhere.

"Crack!" "Crack"...

Just as Mr. Damao was trying to recall the origin of the stick, Han Yu frowned and started to chew on the stick, but it seemed that he was having a hard time chewing it!

"It's better to kill you..." Mr. Mao thought maliciously, and suddenly saw a talisman pattern carved on the bottom of the wooden stick, and his mind flashed, and he finally remembered what it was, "Ah, my Great array of seven evil spirits!"

"Crack!" Han Yu tried hard to imagine the pagoda tree in his hand as the sugarcane he had eaten in his previous life. It wasn't that it was difficult to devour the wood. With the ability of the blood-winged black mosquito, it was not that he had never eaten something stronger and weirder than this. The point is that he feels a little disgusted that this ghost has been inhabited by that evil spirit for hundreds of years.

The seven evil soul lock formations are used by Sanmao to increase the power of the magic weapon, and the seven pieces of wood are not easy to come by. It is because the three of them have been fighting demons and eliminating demons for hundreds of years. neat.

At this moment, Han Yu had already started to devour the second locust tree.

Bai Qi in the bloodthirsty bead was also unwillingly devouring the remaining evil spirits, the half of the evil spirits bullied him the most just now, the ghost king couldn't hold back for a while and swallowed most of them alive.It was only afterward that he regretted it for a while, for fear that Han Yu would blame him, but unexpectedly, not only was he not reprimanded, but he was also well praised, asking him to continue working hard.What made him aggrieved was that there were fewer and fewer "fairy trees" in the space.

Mr. Damao finally couldn't bear it anymore. Although he didn't know why the dementing bell didn't work for that guy, but he has been in charge of Maoshan for many years, and he is more than this.

With a sound of "Five thunders!", five thunderbolts sounded in succession, and five flaming thunderballs appeared out of thin air and exploded towards Han Yu.

After getting used to the taste of locust wood, Han Yu ate very quickly. In fact, under the mosquito's strange digestive system, the wood dregs felt more like sweet juice. The mighty clear stream swept through all limbs and bones.Han Yu could clearly feel that every inch of blood, meridian and bone in his body was cheering, crazily devouring this power, and the power of soul reached a new level naturally.

However, it was too late to understand these changes carefully, and Mr. Damao's one move of five thunderbolts had already struck wildly.

Han Yu was struck by the five lightnings abruptly, but he was still intact.This is the strength of all cultivators, especially Han Yu, a monster with extraordinary talent, whose physique is already unparalleled!

Mr. Damao narrowed his eyes, knowing that the other party was definitely not an ordinary monk, but the two were in the same realm, and he couldn't see where the other party came from.

"Taoist talismans are indeed fierce, but old man, your Taoism is still not enough!" Han Yu's eyes were piercingly cold!Although his cultivation base is not weak, but there are not many means to fight, and it is helpless to take the opponent's move at this time.

"Bold monster, ignorant child!" Mr. Damao cursed, and first placed several Tai Chi gossip talismans on his chest for protection.

This is the experience gained in hundreds of years of great battles between good and evil. Although he is also a master of golden immortals, if he is not protected, the five thunder soul top moves just now can make his body disappear, although as long as the soul escapes, there is a chance to reappear. Gathering the real body, but there will be a lot of twists and turns, how can it compare to my current stinky skin!

"This old Taoist priest is cautious..." Han Yu thought about it, "It seems that it is necessary to learn some combat skills seriously!"

The legend of sword repair in the previous life has a deep influence, and he also has a soft spot for it. The memory of the Holy Mother of Guiling has some sword skills. His swordsmanship is incomplete, only its shape, and it is difficult to see the whole picture.Master Changmei's Shushan Sword School is the largest sword cultivator school in Kyushu, and I don't know how many skills this Yin Xi has learned from Lao Tzu...

Just as he was thinking, Mr. Damao, who had already protected himself intact, squeezed the spell again and came to kill Han Yu.

What Mr. Damao used this time was a dagger as black as ink. With the power of the magic spell, the whole dagger began to appear illusory, seemingly nothing.

This is the short sword that Jing Ke used to assassinate the King of Qin. Various schools of thought have blessed it with many secret techniques. It is sharp and invincible, and its poison is rare. , the power can be imagined!

Although Han Yu didn't know the origin of this weird dagger, his intuition told him that it was untouchable!

(End of this chapter)