Inch by inch, although the distance is short, it is extremely difficult to stop.
Phew!~
Another sword energy penetrated the body of the eight-winged dragon dragon.
Lin Chen's senses were extremely strong and he had been on guard for a long time. However, he was stuck in the belly of the eight-winged dragon, making it difficult to move. He could only try his best to avoid the vital points.
Chi!~
The fierce sword energy was blocked by Lin Chen's hand, and the physical obstruction of the eight-winged dragon dragon must have weakened the power of the sword energy. It only scratched the wound, but it was also painful.
"Damn bitch! Fortunately, I'm thick-skinned, otherwise I would have been fucked to death by you for no reason! Just remember this debt for now, and I'll take care of you later!" Lin Chen gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, holding on tenaciously.
, getting closer and closer.
But the closer you get to the source of the devil, the more powerful it becomes.
Lin Chen had no choice but to control the mysterious pearl spiritual source and use his righteousness to resist the attack and erosion of dark magic energy.
at the same time!
Under the balance and offset between the mysterious pearl spiritual source and the dark magic energy, the yin and yang energy in Lin Chen's body skyrocketed crazily, even driving the spiritual power of the nine veins to rise steadily.
Therefore, Lin Chen had to transfer the Nine Meridians Madness Art to maintain the balance of Yin and Yang, guide the Qi of the Nine Meridians, circulate around the sky, and be forced to absorb it. The star spirit essence in the Dantian is also constantly strengthening and growing, growing abnormally.
quick.
Hoho!~
The roar of the dragon roared, like flying sand and rocks, and the frost blades were raging in all directions.
Phew! Phew!~
The ice dragon sword energy filled the sky, twisting the swamp, and attacked the eight-winged dragon with extreme ferocity.
After a continuous pursuit and fierce beating, the eight-winged dragon dragon had already been scarred and bruised. Coupled with the heavy injuries it had suffered before, the disaster caused by Lin Chen's thorn in the body was really unspeakable.
Boom!~
Another sword strike, like a storm, forcibly swept up the eight-winged dragon dragon from the swamp. It was covered in blood and riddled with holes, which was shocking and too tragic to be seen.
"Haha! You evil beast! If you don't know how to be funny, I will poke countless holes in you with my sword, leaving you dead without any body parts!" Sima Haolong laughed wildly, feeling the resentment he had suffered from Lin Chen in the past few days.
Let the madness out.
Ice dragon dance!
The dragon dance of sword energy swept across the biting ice and roared towards the eight-winged dragon dragon.
"Howl!~"
The eight-winged dragon roared in pain, letting the sword energy ruthlessly wreak havoc. The huge body was penetrated by the rain-like sword energy, and holes were pierced, and beast blood flowed out.
Peng!~
The eight-winged dragon struggled and fell into the swamp. It still had a strong desire to survive and did not give up. Even though it was bruised and bruised, it did not forget to try its best to escape.
"You are really stubborn, let's see how I will cut you into pieces!" Sima Haolong looked fierce, and in his heart he thought the eight-winged dragon was Lin Chen, and tortured him crazily.
Not only was the eight-winged dragon in great pain, but Lin Chen also received more than a dozen sword blows. Although the injuries were not fatal, his body was damaged in many places.
"Damn it! You have to get out of trouble as soon as possible, otherwise you will really be beaten to death by this madman Sima Haolong!" Lin Chen gritted his teeth with hatred, tried his best to resist the dark magic energy, and moved faster.
finally!
Approaching the source of the devil, he looked closely, and saw a black light, like a foreign object like a crystal bead, connected to the bloodline of the eight-winged dragon dragon, containing extremely powerful dark energy.
"Magic Pearl!!" Lin Chen was pleasantly surprised.
It is said that monsters that reach the Xuan level and gather the essence of the sun and moon can transform the beast crystals and condense the spirit beads.
The value of spirit beads is definitely better than Xuan Jing.
The eight-winged dragon dragon has lived in the magic mist swamp all year round and absorbed a large amount of magic energy. Over time, it accumulated, causing the mysterious crystals in its body to mutate and transform into magic beads.
"Haha! I did it! I did it!" Lin Chen laughed excitedly. After all the hardships of life and death, his efforts finally paid off.
Can't help!
Lin Chen once again intensified the power of Xuanzhu, his whole body was filled with powerful spiritual sources, and he was full of righteousness, like the scorching sun, eroding the attacks of dark magic energy, approaching with all his strength.
Five inches!
Four inches!
Three inches!
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It's close and within easy reach.
Bloody murder!
The edge of silent blood, the flash of blood killing, is short and sharp.
Lin Chen's eyes were shining, staring at the magic bead in front of him with great enthusiasm, and he smiled excitedly: "Hey! Brother Jiao! Don't blame me for being cruel! I'm just trying to survive! Of course, I, Lin Chen, have always been kind.
Report, that scumbag outside, I will definitely cut him into pieces to get rid of this bad breath for you!"
Say it!
Lin Chen wielded the Blood Killer, reaching Ling Po Feng and cutting off the blood connecting the surroundings of the magic bead.
"Howl!~"
The eight-winged dragon screamed and rolled on the spot, writhing in pain.
Sima Haolong chased after him. Seeing the eight-winged dragon in such pain, he took it for granted without any suspicion. He smiled ferociously and said: "Jie Jie! You evil beast, why didn't you run away? I haven't had enough fun yet!"
The eight-winged dragon dragon was in extreme pain and felt that all the blood in his body was cut off. He knew that he could not escape death, so he could only vent all his anger and hatred on Sima Haolong.
Boom!
The eight-winged dragon roared, its eyes were bloodshot and filled with rage, forcing Sima Haolong to charge forward with extreme ferocity.
"The desperate struggle is useless!" Sima Haolong was very disdainful. He raised his sword, and the powerful and fierce Heavenly Dragon Sword Qi rolled up the frost and shot directly at the eight-winged dragon.
Bang bang!~
One after another, the Heavenly Dragon Sword Qi ravaged the eight-winged dragon Jiao's body ferociously and mercilessly, piercing the body with blood, and even half of its long tail was cut off by the Heavenly Dragon Sword Qi.
"Howl!~"
The eight-winged dragon howled miserably and fell into the swamp, suffering severe internal and external injuries and dying.
Inner body!
"Haha! It's done! It's done!" Lin Chen laughed excitedly and successfully captured the magic bead.
However, the energy contained in the magic bead is huge, and Lin Chen's current cultivation level is still unable to absorb the magic bead. Coupled with the threat of Sima Haolong's evil enemy outside, Lin Chen had to put the magic bead into the Dragon Soul Ring first.
Seizing the magic bead naturally cuts off the dark magic energy, and the vitality of the eight-winged dragon dragon is also declining, and his life is not long. It is just because of the unwilling anger in his heart that he clings to his last breath.
then!
Lin Chen had to borrow the power of the Xuanzhu to completely dissolve the dark energy trapped in his body.
This time!
Without the heavy impact of dark magic energy, the two huge powers maintained in Lin Chen's body can be within the range that Lin Chen can withstand.
Now!
Lin Chen kept his mind steady, transferred the Qi of Heaven and Yang and the Qi of Earth's Yin, circulated and blended, circulated in the nine meridians, drove the Qi of the nine meridians, and slowly merged into the star spirit essence.
Balance together! Absorb and refine!
With the help of Xuanzhu, the Qi of Tianyang can be strong or weak until it is controlled in balance.
One Sunday!
Two Sundays!
Three Sundays!
······
Yin and Yang are harmonious, the nine meridians echo and circulate.
Dantian!
The star spirit essence is like a whirlpool, blending and swirling, constantly strengthening and improving during the absorption.
The injured muscles and veins are also being repaired in an incredible way. Qi and blood are rushing, and the cells have become extremely active, flowing naturally and freely.
breakthrough!
In one go, he advanced to the fifth level of spiritual martial arts.
The star spirit essence has grown several times, and its combat power is soaring.
"It's really the end of all the hard work!" Lin Chen felt extremely relaxed, and his whole body was rejuvenated. It was like being reborn, breaking out of a cocoon and turning into a butterfly, an earth-shaking transformation.
At this time!
The huge body of the eight-winged dragon was curled up in the swamp, dripping with blood, completely covered with skin, dying, lingering, and glaring at Sima Haolong angrily and unwillingly.
"You evil beast! Have you finally accepted your fate?" Sima Haolong drove the ice flying dragon and slowly flew down. Looking at the mud-like eight-winged dragon in front of him, he sneered sinisterly: "Jie Jie! Although you, this evil beast, cannot speak.
I'm sorry to say this, but I've been feeling very depressed these days, and now only you can share my feelings!"
After a pause, Sima Haolong said again: "Right now, my dearest friend died tragically in your mouth for no reason! Although I'm a little regretful that I couldn't kill him with my own hands! But you still gave me this gift.
Great gift, the bad breath that has been suppressed in my heart for a long time can finally be released! Shouldn't such a happy thing be shared with me?"
"Woo~"
The eight-winged dragon dragon roared slightly, his anger boiling, and his eyes were filled with strong hatred, but he had no choice but to sit back and wait for death.
Can't help!
Sima Haolong flew down from the ice flying dragon, carrying the dazzling sword in his hand, stepping in the air, walking on the ground in the swamp, approaching the eight-winged dragon Jiao with a gloomy expression, which had no power to resist.
"This world is originally about the law of the jungle, and the law of the jungle among you monsters is the same!" Sima Haolong said coolly: "Unfortunately, you are always just a beast, and I can't communicate with you at all, otherwise I would really want to
Let’s have a good chat with you and share my inner joy.”
As he said that, Sima Haolong suddenly noticed that the eight-winged dragon dragon was missing an eye, which was bloody and empty. He frowned and said, "Huh? Why is there an eye missing? Anyway, the mission should be considered completed."
Finished!
Sima Haolong's face suddenly turned cold, his gaze sharpened, and he struck out with a straight sword, piercing the eight-winged dragon's eye socket.
Pfft!~
Beast blood spattered, the eight-winged dragon howled in pain, and the cold and cruel sword dug out the only remaining eye of the eight-winged dragon with blood.
"The Eye of the Eight-Winged Dragon Dragon!" Sima Haolong held the bloody dragon eye and smiled ecstatically: "Haha! As long as you hand over this dragon eye, you can get a fire dragon pill! And I still have it!
Being the first spiritual warrior to complete a saint-level mission is such a blessing in terms of fame and fortune!"
Soon!
The greedy Sima Haolong turned his gaze to the belly of the eight-winged dragon dragon, where he could see a strange light flickering slightly.
Spiritual beasts have spiritual crystals. As a mysterious beast, the eight-winged dragon dragon must contain mysterious crystals in its body.
"Haha, the real treasure is still in your body, right?" Sima Haolong smiled brightly, and approached the belly of the eight-winged dragon dragon. The sword in his hand was shining brightly, and he said with a smile to himself: "There are ten unsatisfactory things in life.
Eighty-nine, but the world is always bright and beautiful! This young man laughs at this mysterious crystal!"
The words fall!
Sima Haolong's expression turned stern, and his sword moved with a cold light.
Phew!~
With a sword in his hand, Sima Haolong was about to stab the Eight-Winged Dragon Jiao in the abdomen.
Suddenly!
Phew! Phew!~
Thin threads of blood-colored flying light, accompanied by lightning, without warning, instantly penetrated from the inside of the eight-winged dragon dragon, as fast as lightning, came suddenly, and struck Sima Hao with extreme sharpness.
dragon.
Surprise! Surprise!
Sima Haolong's pupils shrank sharply and his expression changed drastically, which was completely unexpected.