"Wow!" At this moment, Yang Huang's body was lightened again, and Yang Huang was pulled out of the river of magma by a strong force from his waist.
It turned out that the white silk spun by the spider-like Wu Yuan beast would not burn even if it entered the magma. At this moment, it was the silk that pulled Yang Huang into the sky from the river.
People were in the air, looking at the river of magma flowing underground, and Yang Huang's mind suddenly became clear.
The fire-breathing beast came out of the magma river, and it can also breathe fire, which shows that it itself is not afraid of the hot magma.
And the reason why it has this ability is simply because the Neiyuan Pill in its body is extremely unique.
Yang Huang happened to absorb its Nei Yuan Dan, and used the first trick of the Nine Turns of Heavenly Silkworm Art to successfully absorb the energy transformed by the Nei Yuan Dan into his own.
In this way, Yang Huang also has the ability to breathe fire! It can enter the lava river without being burned.
"Can I breathe fire?" Yang Huang thought, and actually opened his mouth and tried to breathe fire out.
"Plop!"
But at this moment, the white silk around his waist was suddenly pulled down, and Yang Huang fell straight down, smashing into pieces.
"Crack! Crack!"
The spider-like Wu Yuan beast, with eight long legs, quickly approached Yang Huang, and the two front legs were raised high.
"Asshole, you are making yourself uncomfortable." Yang Huang gritted his teeth, grabbed the white silk in front of his waist, stood up and rushed towards the Wu Yuan beast.
Wu Yuan Beast didn't seem to expect that the person thrown into the lava could still get up and jump around. In surprise, its two front legs hurriedly turned around and slashed at Yang Huang from behind.
But when Yang Huang's Wind Control Thousand Miles Technique was mentioned, it was so fast that both of his front feet were knocked into the air.
Yang Huang had already rushed in front of the spider-like Wu Yuan Beast.
Wu Yuan Beast backed away in fear.
Yang Huang turned around and flew toward its right front leg.
After crossing the right front foot, Yang Huang fell straight down, grabbed the white silk, made another leap, and flew around the right front foot.
After landing, Yang Huang sprinted out again, rushing towards the right front two legs, followed the same pattern, twirling the white silk around it again, and then sprinted towards the right three legs.
The white silk spewed out by the Wu Yuan Beast was long, soft, and full of elasticity. Yang Huang grabbed it and circled it around the middle of the eight long legs one by one. When he finally returned to the Wu Yuan Beast, he still had it in his hand.
There is a lot of surplus.
However, Wu Yuan Beast's eight long legs were entangled in the silk it spun, and it was struggling desperately.
Each of its long legs is extremely powerful, but Yang Huang's white silk threads are wrapped very skillfully. They seem to be struggling fiercely, but in fact they are holding back each other and canceling out each other's strength. They cannot break free from their own white silk threads at all.
"call!"
Wu Yuan Beast was also anxious and rushed forward, trying to knock Yang Huang down.
However, Yang Huang was well prepared. With a little step of his feet and a jump of his body, he easily landed on its back.
Wu Yuan Beast was shocked and hurriedly shook his body, trying to knock Yang Huang down.
Yang Huang's feet were planted firmly, as if they were nailed to the ground.
At the same time, he raised his energy, grabbed the white silk with both hands, and pulled it hard towards his body.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
The white silk threads were pulled, twisting Wu Yuan Beast's eight long legs and tightening them continuously.
It didn't take long for the eight long legs to be tightly strangled by white silk threads and clinging tightly to Wu Yuan Beast's body.
And Yang Huang has been worried that Wu Yuan Beast will chew up the white silk by himself, and all his efforts will be in vain.
However, this situation did not occur. One end of the white silk thread was still firmly connected to Wu Yuan Beast's mouth, while the other side was squeezed out by a long length and fell at Yang Huang's feet.
Yang Huang grabbed it and quickly circled the Wu Yuan Beast's body twice more, tying it up like a rice dumpling so that it could not move, and then stopped.
At this moment, he finally had time to observe the other end of the white silk wrapped around his body.
I saw that the white silk was actually tied into a clever knot at the waist.
I don’t know how the Wu Yuan Beast tied this knot in an instant when the white silk wrapped around Yang Huang. It was a dead knot that Yang Huang could not untie.
"Asshole, do you want me to be tied to you forever?" Yang Huang cursed secretly, pulled out the snake, pointed at a point on the white silk, and cut it hard.
But after half a day, the white silk silk didn't even have any cut marks.
"Asshole!" Yang Huang reluctantly put away his sword, sat down on the Wu Yuan beast's back, and patted it hard: "If you were a beauty, it would be good to be tied to you, but you are so ugly.
It’s unbearable, how can I live? No, I have to think of another way.”
If you can't cut it off, just tear it off.
Thinking of this, Yang Huang grabbed both sides of the white silk knot with both hands, activated his Yuan Jin, and pulled it to both sides with all his strength.
"Ziz! Ziz!"
The white silk was very elastic and stretched long, but it didn't look like it was going to break at all.
"Um?"
When Yang Huang was about to give up, he suddenly made an unexpected discovery. There was a layer of frost on the two pieces of white silk he was holding.
"What's going on? Didn't I activate the Ice Blood Demonic Skill just now?"
Yang Huang was startled and touched the white silk. It was really a layer of frost.
Could this be due to the activation of Yuan Jin just now?
Yang Huang decided to give it a try and mobilized his Yuan Jin again to pull the white silk.
After a moment, an unexpected scene appeared. A ball of white stuff steamed up from the white silk stockings and filled the air in front of Yang Huang.
"Is this...fog?"
Yang Huang opened his eyes wide and looked at the white thing. It was definitely mist!
The mist formed by the evaporation of frost on the white silk!
At the same time, Yang Huang could clearly feel that the white silk became extremely hot and seemed to be burning.
"Is it because the fire-breathing beast's Neiyuan Dan vitality is blended with the blood of the Ice-Blood Demonic Art that it becomes like this?" Yang Huang was surprised and happy, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Judging from the current situation, there seems to be no other explanation.
He originally thought that the Ice-Blood Demonic Art was useless, but he didn't expect that there would be such two hot and cold energy in his body.
This seems to be a blessing in disguise.
However, what gives Yang Huang a headache is that these two energies are out of control at all. He doesn't know whether the energy he emits at the next moment will be ice energy or heat energy.
The only way to solve this problem seems to be to practice more and try more to see if you can sum up the skills.
"Crack!"
I don't know how long it took, but the white silk thread was constantly exerted on it by the hot and cold energy, and suddenly broke without any warning.
Yang Huang was immersed in stimulating Yuan Jin, but he was startled. After being stunned for a moment, he laughed dumbly: "Is this the so-called planting flowers deliberately but not blooming, and planting willows unintentionally?"
While muttering to himself, he quickly tied the white silk end into a tight knot on the back of the Wu Yuan beast, and then jumped down from it.