After the immortal disappeared

He Lingchuan's eyes were poisonous: "It's not bleeding, so it shouldn't be dead!"

Besides, all the creatures here have the function of automatic resurrection. Doesn’t the black dragon, which is a weapon spirit, not have it?

As if in response to his question, the black dragon's head burst out with smoke, and soon a complete lower jaw grew. The parts that were cut to the ground also turned into black water, rolled back to the tail, and became one again.

In any case, this is also the home ground of the black dragon, and the law is most beneficial to it.

Needless to say, the two are in another life-and-death fight. The black dragon desperately tried to swallow Nian Songyu, but the latter was more violent and domineering than before.

The most astonishing thing is that the blue light radiating from his body is extremely bright, indicating that his use of Qiankun Money has reached its peak.

It can be seen that the suppression of Nian Songyu in the fantasy world has actually disappeared.

After Bai Guang came up, Nian Songyu seemed to be out of control and smashed the black dragon twice in succession. Fortunately, the latter recovered quickly and fought extremely tenaciously. The surrounding demon apes and sand leopards attacked and were swept away by him, shaking the place to pieces.

This is very strange. It stands to reason that the cost of using ancient power is very high. After Nian Songyu was strong for a few dozen seconds, he would feel weak and short of breath, his eyes would be black and blue, and his lower body would be unstable. Although it is not necessary to hold on to the wall while walking, it is definitely not possible to fight He Lingchuan for thirty rounds.

Now Nian Songyu suddenly scored twice, and he was even more powerful than the first time. This must be the cause of the possessed white light. He Lingchuan was not envious of this. There is no free glory in the world. Nian Songyu forcibly rose up midway. It seems that he was pushing his body to its limit at the cost of damaging his muscles and bones and squeezing out his essence and blood. He was afraid that he would leave a very bad legacy afterwards. sequelae.

Apparently no one on either side of the scene cared about this.

Another round of fighting.

"Too weak! Is this all you have?" Nian Song pointed the tip of his jade knife, "It's not worth it for me to make this trip in vain."

He Lingchuan could hear the real disappointment in its tone, and his heart moved.

He didn't know how complicated the process of inviting gods was, but there had only been three successful divine descents in history, and this time it was only four times. It was not easy to think about it.

Disappointment means that the effort is not proportional to the gain. So why is this guy disappointed? Isn’t the weaker the weapon spirit, the better? This makes it easier for them to collect large square pots.

The black dragon did not get angry and laughed: "I can keep fighting for three to five years. Can you do that?"

This time it was cut into three pieces, and its body was also recovering quickly, and it could be intact again for at most twenty breaths. The remaining demon apes that had been wiped out also regrouped and would soon launch another offensive.

Long-lasting stability is the way to go. No matter how tyrannical the opponent is, the borrowed body is in tatters and the foundation is too poor. Time and victory will eventually be on the side of the black dragon.

Nian Songyu didn't say much. He bit his fingertips and drew three runes out of thin air.

The blood flowed out and froze in the air, turning the runes into blood characters.

He moved very quickly at the beginning, but became more and more sluggish as he went to the back, as if these few moves were too important to bear. It wasn't until the black dragon regrouped and charged forward again that he could finish the last few strokes.

Then, he yelled three times.

Each sound uses a syllable and the tone is very strange, but it can immediately turn a word of blood into red light and rush towards the black dragon.

After three loud shouts, three more blood-red chains appeared on the black dragon's body!

These chains were all phantoms, seemingly insubstantial, but the black dragon was suddenly crushed to the ground, as if it was carrying three mountains on its back.

Every step forward is extremely difficult and requires three to five times more effort.

The expressions of everyone in the city changed. How could Heijiao be suppressed to this extent in his home court?

Is this the "god" that Sun Fuping spent so much effort to invite? As expected, tyrannical.

"This is the spirit-talking technique that I imitated. It corresponds to the three effects of sinking, stagnation, and fatigue. Even your resurrection will be slower." Therefore, creatures affected by the speaking-spiriting technique are slow in movement, heavy in body, and weak in combat power. Nian Songyu smiled, "It's weird, can't you solve it?"

The black dragon looked at him silently and crawled towards him firmly but slowly.

"If you can't solve it——" Nian Songyu's eyes were shining, and even his voice was full of excitement, "You are not the real master of this world!"

He Lingchuan frowned. Even the owner of this illusion cannot do whatever he wants, right? Otherwise, in the future, the enemy will be killed with one finger, so why bother with them until now?

But the invited god obviously meant what he said, and his expression was so excited, as if he had hit a big prize.

Thinking of the price of asking for magic and He Chunhua, He Lingchuan's heart suddenly hurt.

This pain seems to be deeply rooted in the memory of the original body.

Now that the divine descendant has appeared, is it 90% likely that He Chunhua is dead?

He Lingchuan quickly turned his thoughts elsewhere. There is no resurrection after death, the most important thing is what to do next.

After being embraced by the white light, he always felt like he had a splitting headache and was feeling dizzy. He wanted to lie down and sleep for three days. Thinking about the weird experience he had just experienced, he knew that he must have been injured. If nothing else, the sand leopard transformed from the shadow almost disemboweled him.

After waking up, he touched his chest and abdomen. Except for the internal injuries caused by the rolling stones, the skin was intact.

So, the injury is in the head?

He Lingchuan tried his best to ignore the discomfort in his heart and brain and remained calm.

Those two rounds of ballistae completely destroyed his relationship with Sun and Nian, and he could only help Heijiao as his own national division.

But does Heijiao always keep his word?

If Sun and Nian are killed, will the black dragon swallow them by the way? After all, the black dragon guards the square pot, and they are also intruders. They are not fundamentally different from Sun Nian and the other two.

At this time, everyone on the city wall was holding onto the parapets and looking down, with no time to care about anything else. He Lingchuan rolled his eyes, and suddenly a strange idea popped up.

It seems feasible, why not give it a try?

...

After being hit by the Word Spirit Curse, the attack of the black dragon was greatly reduced. If it was as agile as a dragon before, it was as slow as a snail now.

Not to mention Nian Songyu, even Zeng Feixiong could roll up his sleeves to fight a few times.

Nian Songyu stabbed the long knife into the black dragon's head and wrote blood out of thin air again.

This time there was only one word, and Nian Songyu wrote more difficultly, even his fingertips trembled, and it was difficult to continue.

If the black dragon's movements had not been restricted, he would not have been able to complete this task.

Nian Songyu's face turned red and white, and he finally finished writing, yelled, and then vomited a mouthful of black blood.

There were pieces of meat in the blood, which were the fragments of organs that were vomited out.

But the effect of this Word Spirit Curse on the black dragon was better than the previous ones:

The stabbed part began to frost, spreading from the head to the bottom.

Wherever the white frost spread, the movement of that part of the black dragon would stop completely.

Apparently Nian Songyu finally figured out a way to deal with the black dragon, which was to freeze it completely, thus saving the trouble of the opponent being beaten to pieces and reborn again and again.

The only drawback was that he had to chant a spell to continue the process.

Apparently the Word Spirit Spell wasn't that easy to use either.