It was filled with all kinds of torture instruments, many of which Shen Lang couldn't even name.
Every torture instrument was stained with new or old mottled blood stains, and even fragments of skin and hair.
A furnace is burning brightly.
Inside the stove, there was a soldering iron and a long whip made of twisted steel wire with nine strands at the tip, all of which were burned red by the fire.
Shen Lang was sitting by the stove, with his legs crossed and a cup of tea in his hand.
A small spider with silver-white fur on his head was lying on his shoulder, rubbing its fangs, showing a sense of triumph.
Shen Lang looked around the gloomy dungeon, raised his head and looked forward, suddenly speechless.
There were four people hanging in a row in front.
Four beautiful women in thin clothes.
They all raised their hands above their heads, their wrists were tied with iron chains, and they were suspended from the high beams. No matter how tall or small they were, the height of the suspension made them have to stretch their insteps as hard as possible before they could barely reach it with their toes.
to the ground.
This posture made their chests, abdomen, and thighs tighten, and Shen Lang could see all their graceful curves.
The scene was very hot.
But Shen Lang's head was full of black lines.
Because Mu Qingxue is one of them...
Look at Mu Qingxue with her black hair disheveled, covering half of her face, her eyes closed tightly, as if she was in a coma. The corners of Shen Lang's eyes twitched slightly, and he looked sideways at the little spider on his shoulder:
"I said, why are you so proud? We are here to help her, why did you hang her up too?"
To be honest, Shen Lang was not surprised by the current situation.
When the Spider Mother's Dream cursed him, Yan Tianying, Lord Liuli, and Wanfa Zhenren came out of their bodies and broke into Shen Lang's dream. They were all twisted into flying insects at the beginning, and crashed into the Spider Mother's weaving.
It was entangled tightly in the big net.
It's just that Yan Tianying and the others are too strong. Even if they fall into the spider's web, they can still stay awake and have the ability to launch a fierce counterattack.
As for the four women at the moment, whether it was Mu Qingxue, the black-skirted Concubine, Hu Jiao, or the strange and charming woman who was nearly two meters tall and had pointed ears that looked like elves, it was obviously impossible for them to be better than Yan.
Sky Eagle and the others are stronger.
When Little Spider dragged them into the Dream Demon, he directly tied them up and hung them in front of Shen Lang. This operation didn't seem too difficult for it.
But the problem is...
You can just hang up the other three, but how can you hang up Mu Qingxue too?
They also made the environment so eerie and terrifying, with both a dungeon and instruments of torture. There were even horses and wooden donkeys in the corners of the dungeon, and there were soldering irons and nine-pronged whips burning in the stove...
The brothers would sit by the stove with a cup of tea, and if they disagreed, they would pick up the soldering iron and use the whip to extract confessions...
What kind of prison bully PLAY is this?
Are you an unfilial daughter trying to turn your brother into a villain or a big devil?
"I knew you were a bad goblin!"
Shen Lang twitched the corner of his mouth and complained, then quickly stood up and walked towards Mu Qingxue to put her down.
But just then.
The strange woman who was two meters tall, with pointed ears and a charming face suddenly opened her eyes.
Seeing Shen Lang walking towards this side, the woman was stunned for a moment, a daze flashed in her eyes, but she soon understood her situation, and an extremely violent and bloody aura suddenly erupted from her body.
Then her body shape suddenly changed.
The waist below suddenly turned into a thick black snake's tail, the hair turned into fiery red, and the eyes turned into hazy yellow eyes. The body expanded and grew again, and finally turned into a man with a snake body, whose upper body alone was almost 1.5 meters tall.
Immediately, the overall height was close to 2.7 meters, and a monster with a long snake tail was dragging behind it.
"I'll go! Medusa!"
When Shen Lang saw her turning into half human and half snake, the first thing he thought of was a monster like "Medusa". He quickly closed his eyes and turned away, for fear of being affected by the legendary "petrified sight".
But just as he closed his eyes, the half-human, half-snake woman sprouted two pairs of arms from her ribs. Counting the originally tied arms, she now had six arms.
She used her four newly grown arms to tear apart her tied hands and hang her on the iron chain. At the same time, she opened her mouth, revealing a pair of sharp fangs, and let out a violent roar at Shen Lang.
With a roar, she flicked her snake tail and swept towards Shen Lang like an iron whip.
However, just as the snake's tail swept halfway, the iron chain hanging her suddenly flashed with light, followed by a crashing sound, and quickly shrank upwards.
The half-human, half-snake woman suddenly froze, and the snake's tail that was halfway swept down fell limply. The four arms that were tearing at the iron chain suddenly trembled as if they were electrocuted, and fell down weakly.
The half-human, half-snake woman was hoisted even higher.
So much so that her snake tail, which was nearly four meters long, could only barely support the ground with the tip of its tail under extreme strain.
Shen Lang looked up at the snake girl, who was twitching all over as if she was receiving continuous electric shocks, grinning and sticking out her tongue, salivating at the corners of her mouth, and blinked twice:
"It's not Medusa...a six-armed snake demon? The first demon that possessed Mu Qingxue was a six-armed snake demon?"
At this time, the black-dressed concubine also let out a soft moan and opened her eyes leisurely.
Like the six-armed snake demon, she was stunned for a moment. After she realized her situation, there was a hint of shock in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down and stared at Shen Lang intently:
"Who are you exactly?"
While speaking, she secretly tried to cast a spell to break free, but found that every time her spell was about to take shape, the iron chain locking her wrist would produce a strange suction force, and the spell would be drawn away in an instant.
After trying three times in a row, she not only failed to cast the spell, but also made her feel tired and weak, as if she had just experienced a hard battle, all the spells were used up, and her spiritual power was almost exhausted.
The concubine in black dress suddenly felt awe-inspiring and did not dare to try again. She just looked at Shen Lang pitifully and said quietly:
"Officer, what on earth do you want to do to the slave family!"
Shen Lang snorted coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to the witch. He was about to untie Mu Qingxue. When his eyes fell back on her, he found that she had opened her eyes at some point and was looking at him with bright eyes.
The look in his eyes was a bit scrutinizing and curious, and his expression felt like he had discovered Shen Lang's incredible secret.
Shen Lang suddenly stiffened, and it took him a long while to force out a smile. Under Mu Qingxue's silent gaze, he walked to her side, raised his hand to untie the chain, and explained at the same time:
"Sir, things are not what you think..."
Mu Qingxue said calmly:
"No need to explain, I can understand. Everyone has some dark thoughts in their heart, and I am no exception. After all, there is no perfect person in the world. But your hobby is a little bit special. I remember listening to Jade Lady when I was on the Feiyu.
One of his pirates named 'Xiao Wu' once said that you are extremely talented in rope skills, and you immediately learned his rope skills, even surpassing your previous skills..."
Shen Lang quickly explained:
"That's really not the case..."
"I understand." Mu Qingxue interrupted him again: "In dreams, it is okay to occasionally indulge and vent your dark thoughts. As long as you can control the desires in your heart, restrain all kinds of dark thoughts, and do not implement them in reality
If you come out, there will be no problem."
Shen Lang was startled:
"Do you know this is a dream?"
Mu Qingxue nodded:
"Of course. If it wasn't a dream, how could I be manipulated like this by you? How could the six-armed snake demon next to me materialize? I have cut off its body, and only a trace of residual thoughts is left to possess me. It's impossible.
Reappear in the world.
"However, this dream came just in time. If there were only six-armed snake demons and Hu Jiao, I would have the confidence to use them as whetstones and in turn wear away their will. But with the addition of a black-skirted concubine... I am a little a bit worried.
I can't hold it any longer.
"So, although your hobby is a little...well, weird, I still have to thank you. Besides, I won't do it next time."
Shen Lang said helplessly:
"Sir, I really didn't put you in this way..."
As he spoke, he glared at the little spider on his shoulder again, but it showed no guilt and was still very proud. It even spread its eight spider legs and danced gorgeously on his shoulder, leaving Shen Lang speechless for a while.
With a crash, the chain on Mu Qingxue's hand finally fell off.
After regaining her freedom and being down to earth, Mu Qingxue rubbed her wrists and did not care about Shen Lang's "rudeness". She walked straight to the black-dressed princess and smiled at her:
"How do you feel about the situation turning around?"
The concubine in black skirt snorted softly:
"I didn't expect that this little guy of yours would have the ability to drag us all into a dream. But he just took advantage of the snipe and the clam's fight. If I hadn't been fighting with the six-armed snake demon,
How could you be possessed by a dream demon so easily?"
What she said was not wrong.
With her level of fourth-level Dharma cultivation, and the power of the "Black Lotus Saint" to protect her soul, under normal circumstances, the Spider Mother would not be able to drag her into the Dream Demon while she was awake.
Not only her, but Mu Qingxue too.
With Mu Qingxue's cultivation, in this world, even when she was awake, the spider mother could not drag her into a dream.
Not to mention when they are awake, even when they are asleep, the Spider Mother, who is sealed away from the human world by the Yunding Demon Palace, cannot easily drag them into the Dream Demon without deep enough causal involvement.
But this time the situation is rather special.
Mu Qingxue was possessed by an external demon and wanted to seize the body of more than one or two people. In the melee, the sea of consciousness was unstable and there were loopholes in the spiritual defense line, and then the little spider took advantage of the loophole.
Even so, the little spider also used Shen Lang's Qi Machine to borrow the power of the "Exorcist Seal" and successfully dragged Mu Qingxue into the dream.
Once Mu Qingxue fell into a dream, the six-armed snake demon, the black-dressed concubine, and Hu Jiao who were fighting in her sea of consciousness naturally fell into the dream together and fell into the dream demon web woven by the little spider.
However, even though she had been trapped by the dream demon, trapped in a prison, and unable to cast a spell to break free, the black-dressed princess still did not panic, and even smiled proudly:
"Sister, this situation is indeed not good for me. But do you really think you can do anything to me like this? You can take the opportunity to kill the six-armed snake Mo or even Hu Jiao. But if you want to deal with me, this is all you need.
It’s far from enough.”
"Yeah?"
Mu Qingxue smiled faintly, looked around the dungeon, strode to the stove, with a bang, divided the tip of the whip into nine strands, and pulled out the long whip that had been burned red.
She flicked her wrist and whipped the whip, making a crisp sound.
Then he put the whip into Shen Lang's hand: "Whip her."
"Ah?" Shen Lang was startled: "Shall I smoke?"
When he saw Mu Qingxue copying the whip, he thought she was going to use the special torture skills of Shendutang, and was planning to learn from her.
"Don't you like this tune?"
Mu Qingxue said seriously:
"Now that you are in a dream, you can vent as much as you want. When you get out, you can't do this, or I will arrest you."
"My lord, you have really misunderstood. I, Shen Lang, am a compassionate man..."
Mu Qingxue stretched her fingers and counted the beauties, big and small, who died at Shen Lang's hands one by one.
Shen Lang quickly interrupted:
"Sir, don't count. I'm going to kill you when I encounter evil, and I'm following your teaching of 'don't judge people by their appearance'. But this doesn't mean that I'm not a compassionate person!"
"She is also an evil person." Mu Qingxue raised her hand and pointed at the concubine in black skirt: "She is not an ordinary evil person. Her evil deeds are so unconscionable and inhumane that even if she is cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, it is not an exaggeration."
"Then why don't you whip her yourself, sir?"
"I'm not ruthless enough. Although I can kill the enemy mercilessly during war, I don't like to torture those who have lost the ability to fight back. You should be more ruthless."
"But didn't you just say that you also have a dark side? Take this opportunity to vent it!"
"My dark side does not lie in violence."
"But didn't you just in the Yingzhou government office and injure a Yingzhou policeman in public?"
"That was the cruel and violent demonic influence of the six-armed snake demon. Now that it has been stripped away, the influence will slowly fade. Okay, whip her quickly, otherwise the whip will become cold."
Shen Lang was helpless and whispered:
"I'm really not ruthless..."
As he spoke, he shook his hand and whipped the concubine in the black dress hard.
Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the thin shirt of the black-skirted Concubine split open, and her snow-white skin was torn open with nine bloody wounds, and the edges of the wounds were burnt black.
The imperial concubine in black dress did not change her expression and said with a smile:
"Little guy, haven't you eaten? It doesn't hurt enough."
As he spoke, the nine wounds healed quickly, and they were completely healed in the blink of an eye, leaving no scars.
Shen Lang let out a hey sound and whipped her three times, whipping her chest and abdomen until blood dripped from her chest and abdomen.
But the result was still the same as before. As soon as the scary wound appeared, it healed quickly without leaving any scars.
"It still doesn't hurt enough!"
The black-dressed concubine smiled and said:
"In a dream, we are not flesh and blood. No matter how hard you whip, little guy, you can't hurt a hair on my head."
Shen Lang snorted coldly:
"But it can destroy your soul."
The concubine in black dress smiled and said:
"You are so naive, little guy! My soul is protected by the 'Black Lotus for the Protection of the Way'. With your ability, how can you destroy the Black Lotus for the Protection of the Way given by the Holy Lord and really hurt my soul?"
Shen Lang remained silent, only whipped her whip repeatedly, and slapped her head and face for a while, but the result was that her thin shirt was torn to pieces, exposing a large area of snow-white skin.
Seeing that if he continued to whip her, her clothes would be taken away. Shen Lang had to stop and look at Mu Qingxue:
"Sir, my cultivation is not strong enough, so I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything to her. How about you come?"
Mu Qingxue said in surprise:
"You can drag us into a dream and hang us all in front of you. If you don't come and untie us, I won't be able to break free. You can do this, but you can't do anything to her soul?"
Shen Lang deliberately explained that whether it was dragging you into a dream or hanging you up, it was really not me who did it.
But Mu Qingxue has already determined that this is the cause of his "dark thoughts", and any further explanation would be a bit "daring to do but not responsible".
Besides, it seems that the little spider is really his goblin. Although he is not very obedient, he, the "parent", really has to bear joint and several responsibility for what he does...
So Shen Lang simply stopped explaining and handed the whip to Mu Qingxue:
"My lord, she doesn't have much clothes on her body. If she continues to hit her, it will feel like she is obscene. Although I am cruel and ruthless, I have never done anything obscene to a woman, so... you should do it."
Mu Qingxue looked at the black-dressed concubine and saw that there were really only a few rags left on her body. If she continued to be beaten, it would indeed be almost obscene. She nodded immediately:
"That's true. But I will save her words until the end."
She raised her hand and pointed at the six-armed snake demon:
"Can you arrange a battlefield for us so that I can have a fair fight with it? I want to be honest and kill it again."
She originally intended to use the possessed demon as a whetstone to hone herself and improve her cultivation.
But if the opponent is wiped out without the ability to fight back, then the meaning of hardening is lost.
Shen Lang glanced at the little spider on his shoulder and gave it a look.
The little spider rubbed its fangs a few times, and the dungeon space became like a mirror, and the spider shattered with a sound.
Mu Qingxue felt her vision blurred for a while, and when she recovered, she was already in a huge arena.
The arena seemed to be made of a huge black rock, surrounded by boiling magma. The air was as hot as fire, and it was like breathing directly into the flames. It felt like it could roast ordinary people alive in just a few moments.
A huge throne made of countless sharp swords stood on the edge of the ring.
Shen Lang was wearing black armor [same model as Sauron], holding a big sword [same model as Frostmourne] in both hands, and sitting on the throne with a big golden sword [same model as Iron Throne]. On his shoulders, there was a
Just a little spider with a bunch of silver-white hairs on its head.
Two iron ropes hang down from the ink clouds in the sky that seem to be within reach, one on the left and one on the right hanging on both sides of the throne.
At the end of the iron rope on the left, Hu Jiao is hanging in the air, and on the right is naturally the concubine in black dress...
The six-armed snake demon was standing opposite Mu Qingxue, with various weapons such as broadswords, broadswords, and iron whips stuck on the ground in front of him.
Seeing Shen Lang's majestic and domineering appearance, Mu Qingxue's expression suddenly became subtle and complicated. She didn't know whether to praise him for being so majestic and domineering, or to give him a serious warning:
Shen Lang, there may be a big demon king living deep in your heart. You need to be careful to guard against the expansion of demonic thoughts, turning your back on guests, and falling into the devil's path...
Although Shen Lang was sitting on the tall "Iron Throne", some distance away from Mu Qingxue, his commanding view and sharp eyes allowed him to see Mu Qingxue's subtle and complicated expression clearly at a glance.
My heart was filled with helplessness for a moment, and I glared angrily at the triumphant and dancing little spider on my shoulder:
You unfilial daughter, what exactly are you going to do?
The information you got from my memory is not for you to use randomly like this!
Well, when Xiaoyu and Xiaozhao were enlightened, they got a lot of memory information from the past passed down by Shen Lang. From time to time, they could play earth memes with him, sing about earth songs, and discuss earth delicacies.
The little spider seemed to have also obtained the memory information inherited by Shen Lang, and now he perfectly restored the Iron Throne, Sauron's armor, and Frostmourne, dressing up Shen Lang like a big devil.
Moreover, two beauties were hung next to the Iron Throne. One of them had only a few rags left on her body, and everything from her chest, abdomen, and thighs were clearly visible.
Anyway, if you look at it from under the Iron Throne, anyone who looks at Shen Lang's appearance will inevitably regard him as the villain and the devil.
The originally unruly and violent six-armed snake demon, when he looked at Shen Lang, his eyes became much tamed, and he even bowed slightly to show respect to him - the powerful six-armed snake demon was very willing to do so.
To assist the tyrant, the devil comes.
This left Shen Lang speechless.
By the way, maybe in the mind of Little Spider, a bad goblin, this is what Shen Lang should look like in the future?
But my buddy is a tough detective, a punisher who kills evil whenever he encounters evil, and a partner of justice!
Also, can't you see that I am purely a tool, and this little spider on my shoulder is the real body of the devil?
Just when Shen Lang was filled with disappointment.
Mu Qingxue had withdrawn her gaze, looked directly at the snake demon, slowly opened her stance, and raised her fingers at the snake demon.
The six-armed snake demon came out with six arms, each pulled out a broadsword and a broadsword, roared at Mu Qingxue, swung its tail, and leaned forward to rush out.
Rushing in front of Mu Qingxue like lightning, the six-armed snake demon whirled rapidly, turning into a storm of blazing silver light and indestructible blades, and strangled Mu Qingxue.
Mu Qingxue did not dodge or dodge, she shouted with her bare hands, cracked the ground with her soles, and slammed into the storm of swords as if a cannonball was being discharged.
clang clang clang clang...
The sound of gold and iron clashing like rain sounded.
Dazzling sparks splashed all over the sky, like fiery trees and silver flowers.
The two figures collided at high speed in the storm, and amidst the seamless sound of hammering, there was a heavy collision sound that was as shocking as thunder.
The six-armed snake demon is full of weapons. Not only does it have six swords in its hands, but its snake tail is also a sharp killing weapon. It can be swept across and whipped like an iron whip, or it can also use the instinct of a python to capture and strangle.
And Mu Qingxue was no less generous.
Although she was bare-handed, her palms, fists, elbows, shoulders, back, knees, legs, and even her forehead were all blessed by the "Tiangang War Qi" and possessed powerful destructive power that was not inferior to that of a divine weapon and was as powerful as a cannonball.
The characteristic of Tiangang's fighting spirit is that it never turns back. When encountering a strong force, it gets stronger, the greater the pressure, the stronger the rebound, the more serious the injury, and the more ferocious the attack!
The storm is sweeping and the thunder is rolling.
The ground burst into pieces, and rubble sputtered in all directions like shrapnel, emitting a heart-rending scream.
The arena floor soon became pitted and full of cracks.
There are large radiating cracks made by the soles of the feet, narrow cracks made by the snake's tail, smooth and straight deep marks made by the sword, and large pits in the water tank made by the force of the fist.
Smoke and dust are billowing, and sand and rocks are flying.
Suddenly, a cloud of hot blood was thrown out from the sparks that shot all over the sky. Before it hit the ground, it was blown away into blood mist by the storm and evaporated in the hot air.
Shen Lang's eyes narrowed, and his upper body instinctively leaned forward. His hands, which were wearing ferocious gauntlets, involuntarily grasped the armrests of the Iron Throne that hurt people's hands, and stared at the battle group intently.
It's a pity that both of them moved too fast.
It was like a storm and lightning had just swept from the east side of the arena to the west side, and in the blink of an eye, they swept back to the east side of the arena with flying sparks, gravel, and rolling thunder.
With Shen Lang's cultivation level, it was impossible to capture the movements of the two.
Only the afterimages of the two mold lakes could be barely seen, flickering at high frequencies and moving lightning among the billowing smoke and dust and sparks all over the sky.
I do not know how long it has been.
Suddenly, the sound of iron striking suddenly became more intense, and the collision of fists and feet became shorter and deeper. Puffs of blood mist continued to splash out from the storm, and from time to time, there would be a harsh sound of bone cracking.
Shen Lang frowned, and in a hurry, he couldn't help but ask the little spider on his shoulder who was looking at him with his teeth and claws dancing in excitement:
"How's the situation going? Who has the upper hand?"
The little spider checked twice, and Momo Huhudi conveyed a meaning: one is about to win, and the other is about to lose.
Shen Lang's head was suddenly full of black lines:
Isn't this nonsense?
Just two people duel, if there is no loss for both sides, then one will definitely win and the other will lose!
The key is who wins and who loses!
Just when he was about to ask clearly, there was a deafening roar like a landslide, and the entire arena floor, including the "Iron Throne" under Shen Lang's seat, shook violently.
Amidst the loud noise, the ground in the center of the arena suddenly sank.
A violent shock wave, carrying countless gravel and floating sand, erupted from the sunken part of the arena and turned into a turbid dust ring, spurting out in all directions like a tsunami.
When the dust ring passed by and the smoke clouds dissipated, Shen Lang finally saw Mu Qingxue's condition clearly.
In the center of the ring, an impact pit about ten feet deep and three feet in diameter sank.
Mu Qingxue was covered in blood, half-kneeling on one knee at the bottom of the pit. Her shoulders, forearms, thighs, back, and lower abdomen were all torn, and some of the scars were even deep enough to show the bones.
Even on her forehead, there was a long and narrow blood gash, which slanted across her eyebrow and almost cut off her right eye.
But she won.
The six-armed snake demon lay on his back in front of her, his body in tatters, four of his six arms were missing, and the only two left arms were twisted like twists. A long section of the snake's tail was also broken off, and his head was also damaged.
Half of it was blown up.
Although Mu Qingxue has won, even though he knows that this place is a dream, no matter how serious the injury is, as long as the soul does not collapse, the injury will not be reflected on the body, but seeing Mu Qingxue's miserable appearance, Shen Lang couldn't help but pat the handrail.
, I just wanted to stand up and run over to apply a healing spell on her.
But he didn't stand up.
He felt as if his butt was welded to the Iron Throne. No matter how hard his legs and waist were, he couldn't stand up.
"what's the situation?"
Shen Lang frowned and asked Little Spider.
The little spider checked a few times, expressing one meaning: Don't go, she is transforming, don't disturb her.
Shen Lang then forced himself to calm down and stared at Mu Qingxue closely, paying attention to her changes.
Mu Qingxue kept kneeling on one knee, lowered her head, and breathed out slowly.
The broken body of the six-armed snake demon in front of him slowly disintegrated, and evil auras full of chaos, violence, and blood... dispersed, rose up, and fell into the black ink cloud in the sky.
There were some pure blood-colored light spots, flying like fireflies, surrounding Mu Qingxue's body and slowly seeping into her skin.
As those pure blood-colored light spots continued to seep in, the shocking scars on Mu Qingxue's body healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Outside of dreams.
The bloody evil flames surrounding Mu Qingxue suddenly underwent some strange changes.
Although it is still the color of blood, it gives people a sense of purity and vitality, as if the blood represents life and vitality, and is no longer mixed with the slightest trace of evil.
After that, the blood-colored evil flames that became purified suddenly drew inward and slowly sank into Mu Qingxue's body.
clang……
A clear and long sound came from Mu Qingxue's body, like a morning bell or some mysterious Taoist sound.
Mu Qingxue's aura suddenly changed, and the already powerful energy began to rise and expand again, like a sapling that quickly grew into a towering tree.
She has successfully condensed the "Shenque Point", one of the nine mysterious orifices.
At this point, she has condensed six of her nine profound orifices: Celestial Eye, Divine Palace, Lao Palace on the left and right, and springs on the left and right.
For other third-level warriors, if possible, the first of the nine profound orifices to be condensed must be the "life and death aperture", in order to obtain super vitality that will not lead to death without beheading and killing one's heart.
But Mu Qingxue didn't.
The first thing she refined was the "Tianmu Point".
If this mysterious orifice masters insight, if it is successfully condensed, you can have powerful insight. When fighting with the enemy, you can easily catch the flaws in the enemy's tricks, and even gain insight into the weak points of the enemy's true energy movement.
She can even discern the first and second level of spells, and the spells cast by lower-level third-level practitioners will not even work in front of her. She can see through the key nodes of their spells at a glance and blow them up with her bare hands.
After the "Tianmu Point", she successively condensed the left and right Laogong points, making her hands as strong as magic weapons and with stronger attack power. Then she successively condensed the Yongquan points on both feet, making her legs like magic weapons, and
Gain greater speed and endurance.
The "Shenque Point" condensed at this moment can make her true energy more pure and condensed, and her explosive power will be stronger.
And if the Qi is stronger, the spell resistance will naturally increase accordingly.
In short, Mu Qingxue condensed the nine profound orifices in pursuit of being faster, stronger, and more powerful.
As for the "life and death aperture" that enhances vitality, she does not pay attention to it and will leave it to be refined in the later stages.
Because of this, Mu Qingxue's vitality is weaker than that of warriors in the same realm.
But no one except Yan Tianying knows about this weakness.
Everyone thought that she, like other third-grade warriors, had first condensed the Life and Death Aperture.
Another one, although she does not have the life and death orifice to condense and her vitality is slightly weaker, her attack power is strong enough.
This makes it difficult for her to fall to the point where she relies on the vitality given by the "Life and Death Aperture" to survive.
now.
Mu Qingxue successfully condensed the "Shenque Point", her skills exploded, her strength reached a higher level, and she also solved a possessing demon. It was a great harvest.
In the dream, Mu Qingxue also recovered from her injuries and became lively again. She raised her hand and pointed at Hu Jiao hanging on the left side of the Iron Throne:
"Now, it's her turn!"
Thirty breaths later.
Hu Jiao whined and was beaten to death.
This time she did not act like a demon again, and the so-called "black lotus protecting the way" failed to save her soul.
It's a pity that Hu Jiao is too weak, and the "nutrition" is not rich enough to enable Mu Qingxue to condense another great mystical orifice.
Then Mu Qingxue turned her attention to the black-dressed concubine hanging on the right side of the Iron Throne.
"You want to use me as a whetstone?"
The princess in black dress giggled:
"I am not a low-grade concubine like Sister Hu Jiao who was created through rituals. I am a high-grade concubine who has served the Holy Lord for many years and is deeply favored and trusted by the Holy Lord.
"According to the hierarchy of concubines in the Emperor of Chu's harem, Sister Hu Jiao is not even a 'concubine', but she is a serious 'concubine'.
"Sister, you are indeed very powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, you are just a warrior. With your martial arts cultivation of only the third level, even one on one, you cannot destroy my soul."
Mu Qingxue snorted coldly:
"Whether it will succeed or not, you will have to fight it to know."
Then he looked at Shen Lang:
"Let her down."
Shen Lang glanced sideways at the little spider on his shoulder and whispered:
"If we let this woman go, will we attract the Black Lotus Saint?"
Check, check, check!
The little spider rubbed its claws with its forelimbs, not saying yes or no, but just showing off its power.
Then, before Shen Lang could give the order, the black-dressed Tianfei hanging on the chain next to her disappeared out of thin air. The next moment, she appeared on the ring, only ten feet away from Mu Qingxue.
"..."
Shen Lang was speechless, looking at the little spider that didn't obey orders at all, and had a headache on how to "tame" this bad goblin who was too unruly and had its own way of doing things.
At this time, Mu Qingxue on the stage had already launched an attack without hesitation, but as soon as he started charging, he hit a translucent wall with a loud bang.
It was the defensive spell that the black-dressed Concubine had used in the tunnel before, forcing Shen Lang and others to retreat through the bronze door.
But before, she used this spell to block Mu Qingxue's temper, but now, Mu Qingxue slammed her head against the translucent wall, causing it to shake.
Then he punched out again, and with a bang, the wall exploded.
The concubine in black dress chuckled:
"Yes, my strength has indeed improved a lot, but it's not enough."
While speaking, Mu Qingxue made another bang and hit a translucent wall.
However, the black-dressed concubine had already deployed several layers of defensive spells in a single thought.
This is the difficulty of Gaopin Faye.
The warriors fighting against the Master were struggling to move forward, even as if they were stuck in a quagmire, unable to move even an inch.
But since Mu Qingxue wanted to use her as a whetstone, he was not afraid of any difficulties. He scolded, blasted the wall with another punch, and continued to charge forward.
But when she blasted away several defensive spells in one breath, rushed to the black-dressed Concubine, and punched her in the face, the black-dressed Concubine disappeared into smoke and reappeared at the edge of the ring in the next moment.
Mu Qingxue was about to rush over, but when she stepped on the ground and exerted her strength, her whole foot sank. When she lowered her head and looked down, she saw that the ground of the arena under her feet had turned into a black swamp, with bubbles constantly popping up and decaying substances escaping from it.
Corpse-like stench.
Even though Mu Qingxue held her breath immediately, she still smelled a stench, and her head suddenly felt dizzy.
At the moment when she was dizzy, the black mire exuded a powerful suction force, as if there were countless invisible hands, tightly grasping her feet, trying to pull her into the depths of the mire.
Mu Qingxue snorted coldly, her zhenqi surged, and her mind instantly returned to clarity. Then she exploded with zhenqi under her feet, causing the mud under her feet to splash, dissipating the invisible suction force. She was about to fly into the air, in the mud.
Suddenly, a giant bronze hand covered with mottled patina was stretched out, its fingers spread out, and it grabbed Mu Qingxue.
The size of this giant hand is enough to hold Mu Qingxue's entire body in the palm of his hand. Whether it can be crushed depends on its strength.
However, Mu Qingxue had no intention of trying the strength of this giant hand. She directly made a fist seal with her hand and raised it high above her head like a sledgehammer. Then she smashed it down with a bang. With a bang, the giant hand exploded and turned into copper all over the sky.
The powder flew out in all directions.
But soon, the scattered copper powder gathered together and turned into a giant bronze hand again. Immediately afterwards, eight giant bronze hands flew out of the swamp, grabbing Mu Qingxue from all directions.
"This spell is a bit like a powerful grapple..."
Shen Lang frowned and looked at Mu Qingxue, who was fighting against the poison and suction force constantly emitted by the swamp under his feet, while dealing with the siege of nine big bronze hands, and thought to himself:
"The Holy Lord Black Lotus is a great cultivator of Buddhism. It is not surprising that his 'Heavenly Concubine' knows Buddhist magic. However, this magic seems to have mutated... It is many times more powerful than the powerful grappler."
The powerful grappling hand is only a ninth-grade spell. Even if it is cast by a fourth-grade monk, it cannot withstand a strike from the air by a third-grade warrior.
However, Mu Qingxue had to hit hard with his fists to defeat these giant bronze hands released by the black-dressed concubine. The real energy from the air could not defeat them at all.
Not only that, the giant bronze hand that was completely destroyed was able to reunite quickly and continue to join the battle.
Shen Lang counted carefully. Mu Qingxue stared at a giant bronze hand and blew it to pieces seven times before it recovered again.
Although on the surface, these giant bronze hands seem to be incapable of hitting Mu Qingxue, but one hand has to hit seven times, and the nine giant bronze hands have to continuously dodge and resist their attacks while destroying them.
Sixty-three times.
The mental effort, physical strength, and energy consumed during this process will definitely not be easy even for a third-grade warrior.
"Dharma cultivation is difficult! Especially this black-dressed concubine, who also possesses the evil and mysterious skills bestowed by the Black Lotus Saint... It will probably be very difficult for Mu Qingxue to win.
"The key is to be patient and fight with the magic. This feeling of being entangled with various spells all the way, unable to stand up to the master for a long time, and unable to move with strength and nowhere to do anything, will really drive people crazy. Once you get impatient and rush forward, your flaws will be exposed.
, that would be dangerous..."
Shen Lang is also a Dharma cultivator himself. When he was fighting with the Seven Spider Sisters, he used spells to torture people to the point of mental collapse, so he could understand the difficulties of Dharma Cultivation.
If Mu Qingxue uses the black-dressed princess as a whetstone, it will definitely be a hard battle like wading through a mire with a heavy load.
But all Shen Lang can do is prepare the stage for her.
as well as……
On Shen Lang's shoulder, the little spider who was watching the competition in the ring with great interest suddenly raised his upper body and looked up at the sky above the ring, which was densely covered with thick ink clouds.
Above the sky, at some point, a pair of dark eyes appeared.
Those eyes were indifferent, cold, and unfathomable, like a pair of "black holes" that swallowed everything. At the first sight, one's heart seemed to be taken away by them and merged into the "black holes."
The complete demise of a heavenly concubine triggered a certain existence, causing her to follow the cause and effect and gaze at this dreamland.
Under the gaze of both eyes.
The concubine in black skirt will be completely invincible, and she will become stronger as she fights, possessing inexhaustible spells and inexhaustible spiritual power - this is how it should be.
Unfortunately, this place is now the home of the Great Demon King.
Shen Lang held the sword in both hands, stood up slowly, and looked up at the sky.
As he stood up and raised his head, a thousand-meter-long tower suddenly rose from behind the Iron Throne, as if it had come out in response to his summons.
Then the top of the giant tower burst into flames, turning into a huge flaming eye [same style as Sauron].
The long, narrow, vertical, flaming giant eyes swung around, then suddenly stared at the pair of indifferent and cold black eyes above the clouds.
Well, Shen Lang is not capable of such tricks.
These special effects were all created by Little Spider.
It is the master of dream weaving and the master of dream demons. In dreams, it can do whatever it wants.
Moreover, the special effects it is weaving at this moment are really not just a show.
That big eyeball, supported by its powerful dream demon power, has real power!
Boom!
When the blazing red flames above Shen Lang's head, Sauron's huge eyes of the same style looked at the pair of dark eyes in the clouds.
The entire dream space was shaken by it.
Mu Qingxue in the ring naturally noticed this scene.
And the terrifying image of Shen Lang wearing ferocious black armor, standing on the Iron Throne, holding a sword in both hands, looking up at the sky, with a giant tower reaching the sky behind him and a flaming eye on the top of the tower, made her tremble all over, and a thought suddenly came to her mind:
Shen Lang...which demon king came to this world?
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