Chapter 91 90. Secret Realm Insect Cultivator, Mysterious Thoughts (3.8K words - Please subscribe)
The dull female cultivator was exposed by Hua Linglong in her fighting style, she no longer pretended, and her figure soared a lot higher , then raised his hand and pressed hard, and the pitch-black insect swarm fell towards Song Yan like a water column.
Song Yan quickly dodged and controlled the shadow puppets with his ten fingers.
The shadow puppets spun around him like a revolving lantern. The mysterious energy on them spread out and collided with the black pillars, making a continuous "chichi" sound, just like a water mill spinning like crazy, and like a black waterfall falling. Tan.
Wherever Song Yan went, the insect tide followed.
These bugs themselves were not very strong physically. When they collided with the ten shadow puppets controlled by Song Yan, many of them exploded into pieces and were thrown in all directions.
But Song Yan soon noticed that the insects that were blown to pieces and were supposed to die quickly flapped their wings again. Even though the entire insect was in a deformed appearance, it did not prevent it from continuing to attack; The ones that were blown to pieces were re-glued into a "bug shape" by a strange force and continued to attack.
This is simply a super zombie in the insect world. Even if it is beaten to pieces or exploded, it can still continue to move
This kind of war of attrition is extremely unfair, and it won’t take a while , Song Yan seemed to have made an oversight, and a blood-blade elk shadow puppet was a little slower than half a beat, and was hit by the black tide due to insufficient profound energy.
In an instant, Song Yan felt that his connection with the shadow puppet was completely severed.
The blood-blade elk shadow puppet that was originally alive became a piece of dead skin and fell to the ground. No matter how much he instilled profound energy, it remained motionless.
In just a moment, the abnormal soul inside was directly washed away by the black insect tide.
Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and could only focus more and more, controlling the remaining nine shadow puppets in a "barely supporting" manner.
High in the sky, the dull female cultivator looked at him blankly and said coldly: "If that's all you have, you don't have to follow me to the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom to do business. Just die."
The next moment, another wave of black insects fell from the sky.
Bang!
Another shadow puppet exploded.
Song Yan's expression suddenly froze, and he lost his composure and shouted in shock: "Why can you control all the bugs in the secret realm? Why?!"
Although the dull female cultivator had no expression on her face, But anyone could tell she was quite disappointed.
The female nun did not answer, but continued to maintain the spell.
The black Night Candle Soul Insects gathered from all directions in this secret realm like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea. From a high altitude, they looked like countless long pythons, winding and lingering, rubbing against the mountains with their strange scales, making a continuous and overlapping dense noise. .
Hua Linglong looked at Song Yan's miserable state of struggling to hold on and dying at any moment, her eyes showed unbearable expression, she bit her lip, took a deep breath, and was about to beg for mercy for Song Yan, but suddenly she heard There was a sudden "boom".
The black insect tide that had almost drowned Song Yan was suddenly blown away, and everything near the center turned into black powder, and then burned rapidly.
A power that was unspeakably hot, like a molten furnace, erupted from the center of the densely packed red and black corpses of burning insects.
Hua Linglong could not see clearly at all, but she could barely make out a red meteor that rushed into the sky and hit the dull female cultivator, and then brought the female cultivator with it and fell from the sky. There was a loud noise and earthquake, and the earth was filled with insect waves. It turns into a tide and spreads around.
Immediately afterwards, there was smoke and dust.
After they dispersed, Hua Linglong hurriedly approached and took a look, only to see that the dull female cultivator was being held by Song Yan with one hand and pressed to the ground.
The female nun’s skin was gone, her face was gone, and what was left was a weird human-faced bug.
The limbs of this human-faced insect are still intact, but they have all turned into weird insect feet. The suction cups attached to the soles of the feet strengthen the adhesion of human skin.
The human-faced bug screamed angrily: "You lied to me?!"
The whole body of the insect was shaking.
Shaking with anger!
Hua Linglong has never seen it so angry.
But after thinking about it, she figured it out.
Before, Chongzi pretended to be shocked and wanted to coax Song Yan, but she gave up after she exposed him. But who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, it would be deceived by Song Yan using the same trick.
It was deceived so much that it relaxed its vigilance, and was deceived so much that it didn't even have time to escape.
It was no match for Song Yan on its own. It relied on its control over the secret realm to be able to fight against Song Yan.
The gap between it and Song Yan was actually very big, but it knew it too late.
The moment it felt contempt for Song Yan's "shocking performance", it had already lost.
If it had known about it earlier, it would have stayed far away and used the Night Candle Soul Worm to consume Song Yan to death.
Thinking of the way Song Yan barely held on, struggling to hold on, and shouting in shock, Hua Linglong couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. Then thinking of this "performance" in Tianyun City, the corners of her mouth twitched even more fiercely.
However, the fact that Song Yan was so terrifying and so explosive was far beyond her imagination.
Song Yan looked at this weird giant insect with a human face and pointed his finger at it without any nonsense.
But he just doesn't use the power of "King Hu", but "Ghost Resurrection Technique".
In an instant, search for souls.
But just when he was about to swallow the soul, he suddenly felt that the soul he touched suddenly exploded and disappeared in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the giant human-faced insect also began to decay rapidly.
Song Yan distanced herself.
A strange golden light point slowly emerged from the rotting giant insect with a human face, the size of a sesame seed, and it just floated motionless in the air.
Grandma Fox’s voice sounded in Song Yan’s mind: “Master, one day, if the slave is dead and his soul is searched for, he will be like him.”
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Song Yan looked at the golden light in deep thought and asked: "You mean, it is also controlled from the soul level? Just like a ghost?"
Grandma Fox said: "If this is true,
In fact, the essence and blood of King Yihu are not that valuable. It is the only existence among all living things in the known world, and now only the master has it.
Such as this human-faced giant insect should be subject to a soul restriction, and it will explode if touched. .
Or maybe it’s some kind of method that even the slaves don’t know about.
After all, these secret realm monks, no, should now be called secret realm insect cultivators.
The origins and purposes of these secret realm insect cultivators are extremely mysterious. "
Song Yan squinted at the golden light spot.
He carefully raised his hand to touch it, but it passed through, and pointed his finger at the golden light spot, and the black markings spread to Fingertips, a light touch.
Ding!
The golden light spots were not restrained, but were magically pushed away, as if they were avoiding the black markings in disgust.
Song Yan secretly wondered: "It's something at the level of the soul."
In that case
He immediately raised his hand and grabbed the golden light spot with five fingers, black markings Then it spread in his palm.
Then he grasped and caged, and the golden light spot seemed to be trapped in a five-finger prison, rushing left and right, but could not get out.
However, if Song Yan wanted to put it away, it would be extremely difficult.
He wanted to hide in his black spots, but the golden light spot was shining like a "bad contact light bulb", and he couldn't hide it no matter what. He wanted to put it in the storage space, but this thing was so slippery that he couldn't put it in at all.
He looked left and right and saw that this golden light spot was neither a "lonely ghost" nor an "evil spirit" nor a "soul fragment". It was really hard for him to touch. My head, I don’t know how to deal with it for a moment.
Looking around again, I saw that although the tide of Night Candle Soul Insects was out of control, it was too dense here and was already rushing towards him like moths to a flame. This forced He had to mobilize profound energy for protection at all times.
Song Yan took out a mysterious crystal from the storage bag and absorbed the mysterious energy to avoid accidents or the mysterious energy being consumed to the point that it fell below the safety line.
Chi chi chi.
The soul insects kept flying, kept burning, kept reuniting, and kept flying.
With a thought in his mind, Song Yan opened a small gap in the Xuanqi shield and allowed the soul worm to hit his body.
With this collision, he only felt that his soul was slightly touched, and the insect's soul was directly shattered, but in the dark night, it quickly reorganized.
Song Yan was dumbfounded.
Not only is the body indestructible, but so is the soul.
He glanced around and felt that he still couldn't stay here for long.
He was only thinking about the "blood pool" that Chongxiu mentioned.
He had to admit that he was attracted by the essence of this "night candle soul insect", and he even had the idea of putting it in the "next middle palace".
This thing is too scary at night, and it is also soul-oriented, which is a perfect match for "The Blood of the King and the Tiger".
But
He looked at the golden light in annoyance. He couldn't press it on his body to make it shine all the time, right?
Or maybe you keep it in your hand and imprison it with the power of the evil king tiger? Doesn't that mean that you have lost a hand?
At this moment, the Night Candle Soul Insects suddenly separated, and a beautiful shadow emerged from the tide of insects.
The beautiful figure walked up to Song Yan, bowed, and shouted: "Brother Dao Song."
Song Yan turned his head to look at Hua Linglong and asked, "Brother Dao Song?"
Hua Linglong said seriously: "Since Brother Tao is fine, my little sister wants to make a deal with Brother Tao."
" "Easy?" Song Yan looked at her with a strange expression, but still asked, "What deal?" Tell Brother Tao and try your best to help Brother Tao get the most benefit from this secret place
If Brother Tao feels that this is still not equivalent, we can discuss it again. "
Song Yan asked curiously: "What is this? "
Hua Linglong looked at the golden light point attentively and said: "It didn't say it, but I have been in contact with it for a long time, and I can barely guess what it is." "
She paused slightly and said: "A thought. "
" Thoughts? ”
Song Yan was stunned.
Hua Linglong said: "But this idea is just a dead thing that contains some kind of will, and this idea is also closely related to the secret realm. If I get this idea, I should know a lot of information.
At that time, I will tell you this information one by one, and use the power I have gained to help Brother Dao in this secret realm. "
Song Yan said: "You and me."
Hua Linglong smiled and said: "If Brother Dao says that he is willing to grow old together with me and live together, then Linglong will do whatever he wants. Let's go together, and then the white horse in green clothes will accompany us in the world. It's not bad for Linglong to follow his lead and look after his husband."
Song Yan said: "I have too many troubles, and it may not be a good thing to follow me. For example, it was not easy for me to escape before. I hurriedly resettled the people around me, and I didn't know whether she was dead or alive, so what happened. Now. .I may be in more trouble.”
Hua Linglong didn’t seem surprised. She clasped her hands slightly, raised her face, looked at the dark mountain peaks, and said leisurely: "When my father died, I was at a loss. The hostile forces of the ghost Qingyi Tower , even his father’s original subordinates may put him I became a plaything for others to play with
I cried alone in the dark for a long time, playing the same tune on the flute, and stayed awake all night. Then I told myself to be ruthless.
< br>After that, I will do whatever it takes to My hands are full of blood, and I finally took control of my father's power, but I found that things have not improved. I still want to become the owner of the ghost Qingyi Building, and I still want to fight for hegemony and dominate the sky.
People in the world have always been. It's against the current.
If you sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will be swept into the abyss by the whirlpool, and you will never recover. ”
“However, people can definitely achieve their goals without working hard.
During the battle with the Lone Bamboo Gang, there was a traitor on my side. I thought I was about to die, but at this moment, someone suddenly appeared in front of me and helped me carry everything. .
I was used to being afraid and wanted to control him with medicine, but he fed me crazy powder.
But this person is very strange. He did not take advantage of me and force me to do things. Instead, he helped me accomplish what I wanted to do, which finally calmed down my panic. ”
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and a sweet and warm smile appeared on her lips, as if she was recalling that wonderful time.
“On the day when the king of Shu came to congratulate me, I gave myself to him.
He was my husband.
Then, he left .
I know that he will not come back. He is a monk, and his path is destined to not intersect with that of a mortal. ”
"Later, I went to Snake Corpse Market, ventured into the secret realm of the Demon Swamp there, got the so-called mysterious root, and met it. This insect cultivator is my teacher.
She told Me, my profound roots are very good, the best among the people she has seen. I can become a good insect cultivator, but I know that I have problems with my profound roots. I'm not afraid, on the contrary, I'm very happy."
Hua Linglong slowly opened her eyes, looked at Song Yan seriously, and said, "My father is gone, my husband is gone. And now, I am also walking among the monks. On the road.
It is better to forget each other in the world.
Brother Song Dao, we met for the first time.
I am Mrs. Ling. "
Song Yan glanced at the rotting human-faced insect corpse and asked, "Have you thought about it? "
Hua Linglong smiled slightly and said: "This path is like an arrow. Once you draw the bow, there is no turning back. Life or death is a matter of fate. If I still die after trying my best, I will never regret it. ”
(End of this chapter)