The world's first loose repair

Chapter 147 Incarnation
Lao Li swung down his sword one after another, like a dedicated farmer, waving the chopping knife in his hand, trying to chop the little lost person in front of him into the most even thin strips.It's just that the sturdiness of the firewood in front of him is far beyond imagination, so Lao Li has worked very hard to build it, and of course he is very serious.

The incomparably powerful power of the Spirit Sword, driven by Lao Li's huge divine sense, corroded this strange body bit by bit.It's just that now Lao Li's mana is used to suppress the 'secret' on his body, and he can only use his divine sense to exert the power of the Spirit Slaying Sword.So in the face of this alien who does not belong to the people of the Great Spirit Heaven, the effect of the power of law is not so obvious.

The little Lost Man had no expression on his face, as if the sword had not cut his own body.A pair of eyes that had begun to rot fixedly stared at Lao Li, and walked forward step by step with legs that could see the bones.Like a dragon ox trying to plow the ground.

The speed of Lao Li's sword swing was not fast, but each sword was able to strike the lost man's injured right shoulder exactly.It is as precise as the supercomputer of Lao Li's previous life.

Curtain Ye controlled the Blue Ice Sword, staring at the Lost Man's footsteps warily.Even though he knew that it didn't make much difference whether he intervened or not in this level of fighting.But sometimes, doing it is one thing and not doing it is another.

Lao Li slashed the sword several times in one breath, but his face remained unchanged.It was as if swinging the Spirit Slaying Sword didn't have the slightest burden on him.And that little lost person didn't hesitate at all, as long as Lao Li's sword swing speed was slightly slower, this rotten child would rush forward like a wild beast.Until Lao Li quickly swung his next sword!
This kind of worthless, but extremely dangerous fighting style lasted for a whole stick of incense.Lao Li's face remained calm, but the little lost man's pace was not as fast as before, and his roar seemed to be weaker.

Seeing this, Lao Li suddenly smiled and said, "Now, do you think there is still a chance of winning?"

The loser was expressionless, and rushed forward a few steps again, but was forced back by Lao Li's sword.Finally, the child whose body was as hard as steel stopped in his tracks, with a tired look on his face, and said: "It seems that you are stronger than I imagined, and the magic weapon in your hand is absolutely extraordinary. I, Miscalculated."

"Miscalculation, that's not necessarily true." Lao Li stared at the rotten picture, not feeling disgusted at all, but showing a hint of interest, and said: "If you are so capable, I'm afraid you won't show up. I'm a little interested in you now, and I hope your next performance will not disappoint my rare curiosity."

The little Lost Man was still expressionless, and his voice was as hoarse and ugly as ever, but his slightly trembling right hand betrayed his inner surprise unintentionally: "You know me well?"

"Understood? Maybe." Lao Li's tone was very relaxed and comfortable, but his right hand holding the sword did not relax in the slightest: "A monster that escaped reincarnation, a alien that does not belong to the people of the Great Spirit Heaven. If there is no point The special ability, I am afraid that it will live up to the name of the lost person? At least the lost people I have seen are somewhat capable."

"The Lost One?" The rotten child tilted his head and thought for a while: "Did you boring big monks help us choose it? But it's a good name."

Lao Li smiled and stopped talking.Quietly waiting for the true ability of this lost person.

Curtain Ye on the side clenched his fist a little nervously.

The night became darker, the bright moon gradually disappeared in the dark night sky, and the light of the stars gradually dimmed.The cold wind blew past, raising a small cloud of dust, but it failed to break the quiet and weird atmosphere on the official road.

The little lost person was silent for a long time, maybe it was a stick of incense, maybe an hour.Until the palm of Curtain Ye was drenched with sweat, this somewhat capable 'guy' finally made a move.

Taking a slight step back, the Lost Man raised his right hand, which was faintly visible as bones, and after a moment of hesitation, he ruthlessly inserted it into his right eye socket.Immediately, a stream of blood mixed with pus sprayed out from this rotten head.The unbearable stench of blood permeated the entire official road in an instant.

Mu Ye couldn't help frowning.

However, the next action of the Lost Man made Mu Ye feel disgusted and terrified.

After fiddling with his eye socket for a while, the little Lost Man picked out a bloodshot eyeball, put it in his nose and sniffed it, with a weird smile on his face.He stuck out his sore tongue, licked his chapped lips, and then swallowed the eyeball without hesitation!

Su Cen, who was standing at the farthest distance, vomited out with a wow.

This lost person actually snapped out his eyeballs and ate them!
Such a move is simply not something that humans, or even living creatures, can do.

But Lao Li was not surprised or uneasy at all, just frowned slightly, and said: "It's really interesting. Self-mutilation, eating a part of one's body to increase strength, such secret techniques are not without. It's just like you Such an understatement is rarely achieved. I don’t know how much your realm has increased after you ate your own eyeballs.”

"You'll know if you try." The little Lost Man smiled, with a cruel expression on his face, as if his mind had become confused after eating his eyeballs: "If I can eat the souls of the three of you, I will I can become a truly immortal person. Now my body will rot and my soul will become weak, but as long as I have the nourishment of the three of you, I will definitely be able to turn decay into magic!"

"Oh?" An inexplicable smile flashed across Lao Li's face: "Immortal? That is equivalent to a great cultivator in the realm of holiness. Even if you can devour the three of us, it is impossible to reach this step. Immortality, transcending reincarnation, is not so easy to obtain. Moreover, you don't have any chance to obtain it."

"Opportunities are created by myself!" The little lost man ignored Lao Li's sarcasm, raised his head straight up, and let out a long roar.

Change happened in an instant.

The Lost Man, who was only four feet tall just now, suddenly doubled in size, turning into a burly man with a height of eight feet.And the already rotten body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the eaten right eye began to repair.In the end, even that immature and rotten cheek became clean and mature.

In just a few breaths, a rotten child of eight or nine years old has turned into a burly man with a height of eight feet!

(End of this chapter)