Chapter 755: Deprivation of life essence, good people have good rewards
They saw the woman in dark red leather armor holding a hand with her fingers spread out facing them.
Bai Lin immediately turned around and ran away.
Because when this female cultivator was about to die, this was the last pose she performed.
The female cultivator died after performing this move, her body and soul were destroyed, but he was also almost killed.
The thunder that was galloping just now was exactly the same as the one used by this female cultivator back then, but the effect was different and strange.
He doesn't know why people who have been dead for who knows how many years appear suddenly, and he can see it.
It can also be seen that the person in front of him is not a living person at all.
But it is precisely because he is not a living person that he has to run.
If it were a living person, he might think it was a hallucination or something like that.
Bai Lin turned around and ran away.
Qin Yang stood behind the puppet master and quietly revealed his eyes to peek.
Just by looking at Bai Lin's actions, I knew that what was coming next would be extremely dangerous.
However, he didn't run, and there was no point running.
The female cultivator put her five fingers together, and black thunder danced on her fingertips. She made a gesture similar to the five-finger thunder curse, and gently rubbed the black thunder that had condensed to the extreme.
In an instant, a little black thunder jumped at the fingertips, suddenly exploded, turned into a shock wave, and spread in all directions indiscriminately.
The body of the female cultivator was the first to bear the brunt and was instantly reduced to nothing.
The black halo seemed like an expanding bubble, spreading out in all directions. Wherever the halo passed, everything was completely destroyed, and the ground seemed to have been rolled over and made flat.
The puppeteer stretched out a hand, and the palm of his hand was continuously dismantled, turning into a huge black umbrella, which was opened in front of him. The halo swept across and slid along the umbrella.
Qin Yang, standing behind the puppet master, was unscathed.
But Bai Lin, who turned around and ran away first, was not so lucky.
The speed at which he escaped was far less rapid than the speed at which the halo spread.
He could only watch the halo sweep across his body, looking at his body as if it had gone through thousands of years in an instant, rapidly declining, and crow's feet began to appear on his smooth and charming little face in an instant...
Then the face drooped like a Shar-Pei's face, and wrinkles appeared all over the face, and age spots appeared silently.
He gasped hard and fell from the air as if he had lost all strength.
He fell headlong to the ground, and his body as a great demon seemed to have severe osteoporosis, with dozens of bones broken.
After two breaths, his eyelids rolled up and he died again. A soul appeared on his body again, turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
His old appearance was reversed again and quickly returned to its original appearance.
Taking a breath, he opened his eyes again and sat on the ground with a depressed look on his face.
"It's exactly the same as before..."
I almost beat him to death back then, but this time, I actually killed him for real.
However, before Bai Lin could become more depressed, he saw the shadow of a giant whale hundreds of feet long emerging from the dim fog in the sky.
The phantom was like a big-winged whale, swinging its two big wings slowly. When the big wings fell, I could finally see a corner, and I was sure that it was a phantom.
The drizzle began to fall silently, and the whole world began to be filled with an atmosphere of silence and even deathly silence.
Bai Lin wanted to use his strength to resist, but the drizzle completely ignored his protection and fell on him.
He stretched out his hand and took a look. The smooth back of his hand began to slowly become rough, and the skin color began to darken a little.
He knew that his longevity had been taken away.
Although the speed is far inferior to that of the talented black thunder, it can continue continuously.
In the distance, one of the puppet master's hands turned into an umbrella about ten feet in size, holding the umbrella to protect Qin Yang inside.
Bai Lin remained silent and moved back under the umbrella with a calm face, as if nothing had happened.
"Didn't you run away?"
"Who said I ran away? I just didn't want to kill anyone and avoid being hurt. I'm a prisoner now. How could I run away?"
"..."
This bitch is so shameless.
Qin Yang sneered, too lazy to tell him so much.
The most urgent task is how to solve the problem here.
The woman in dark red leather armor appeared, and now a large-winged whale appeared.
Qin Yang also had an impression of this guy. He was one of the larger ones on the black beach.
In order to bury this big guy at sea, Qin Yang spent a lot of effort.
Since two people have already appeared, there is no need to guess that more people will appear later.
Those creatures who once awakened the bloodline of the Divine Phoenix.
Moreover, what is even more troublesome is that among those creatures who have awakened the bloodline of the Divine Phoenix, a large proportion of them are strong.
The big-finned whale floating past now only caused clouds and mist and caused drizzle.
In fact, it is because the strength of this big-finned whale is average. This huge creature, which is hundreds of feet long, is just a minor brother.
If you encounter any ruthless characters later, the puppet master may not be able to block all the power.
These dead guys appear again, using the same power they had during their lifetime, and the form of expression remains unchanged.
Only the effect may be the same.
Judging from the result of Bai Lin trying the law, he should have been taken away from Shou Yuan and died of old age.
The Puppet Master's defense is strong, but this strength is only due to his own strong defense, and those powers cannot bring him harm.
It doesn't mean that he can completely protect Qin Yang and make Qin Yang immune to all damage.
After all, in the past few years, puppet masters have fallen out of fashion not once or twice.
I calculated the effects of the two powers on Bai Lin.
The more intense and terrifying the killing method, the more life span can be taken away in an instant.
Each of the souls in Bai Lin's body may have a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, but they were washed away just now. This may be because the damage is not exempted. As long as there is damage, it will be taken away continuously.
And today's drizzle may be some magical power of the big-winged whale. It does not cause much damage, but it is better than being continuous.
Based on a life expectancy of 10,000 years, one breath may take away ten years of life.
And it seems that that kind of power cannot be resisted with real energy. It can only be resisted with physical objects like the puppet master.
Considering that the woman just now used the trick of dying together, Zhang Zhengyi is also very good at this trick.
The lethality that can be unleashed naturally needs to be raised to a higher level.
Therefore, if you encounter a law expert later, use the trick of killing both of them.
His longevity may be taken away in an instant, and even the kiwi fruit in his hand may not be able to withstand it.
Qin Yang instantly made a lot of inferences in his mind.
After pondering for a moment, he stretched out a hand outside the umbrella, letting the drizzle fall on his palm.
Then he retracted his hand instantly.
The drizzle that could not be condensed into drops on the hand disappeared in an instant. With a gentle blow, the palm returned to its original shape.
It looks like nothing has changed at all.
Qin Yang closed his eyes and felt the magic in the rain.
After a moment, he opened his eyes, and Bai Lin was peeking at him with a dry smile.
Qin Yang's face was expressionless, but his heart was not calm at all.
Not because of the power within it, nor because a little bit of longevity was taken away.
But because...
He felt nothing!
Just like an ordinary spring rain falling on the palm of your hand, a thin layer of mist will evaporate in an instant.
Apart from feeling a little cold, there is no other feeling.
He was completely unaware that his life span was passing away.
At this moment, Qin Yang was really confused.
At least dozens of scenarios flashed through his mind. He also recalled the corpses he saw on the black beach and inferred the abilities they might have for the people he might encounter later.
However, after thinking so much, I never thought of the situation in front of me.
The big-winged whale in the sky slowly waved its big wings and passed through the clouds, and the huge looming shadow slowly disappeared.
The drizzle also disappeared.
After just a few breaths, the ground returned to a dry state without even a hint of moisture.
Keep going and cross a mountain.
In the valley below, a half-human, half-plant monster was rooted in the earth. He also closed his eyes, opened his arms, and had a small flower bone slowly growing out of his chest.
Then the flower bone grew in the wind, and quickly turned into a huge flower flower about ten feet tall. The petals gradually bloomed, and little bits of fluorescent pollen reflected in it floated away.
Suddenly, the whole world was filled with floating pollen, and the smelly and weird smell was everywhere in the air.
The puppet master's face was expressionless and showed no reaction at all.
Bai Lin clutched her neck, with veins on her face exposed, as if she couldn't breathe, twitched and fell down again.
His face began to age rapidly.
Qin Yang stood next to the puppet master, his nostrils filled with that fragrant smell that he couldn't tell whether it smelled good or bad.
However, he felt nothing except the smell.
If it was still there before, it may be because the drizzle was not powerful enough and the contact time was too short.
There is absolutely no such factor now.
Bai Lin has died of old age, and he has not yet felt the passage of his life.
Glancing at Bai Lin on the ground, he saw that he had become extremely old. With only half a breath left before he could swallow it, Qin Yang kicked him away.
"let's go."
There is no point in taking Bai Lin with him anymore.
Because he will continue to cycle through the process of dying and coming back to life.
What a waste of time.
Do you still expect him to save Bai Lin?
What good things are you thinking about?
Bai Lin didn't take advantage of the moment when he lost the ability to resist and chopped his body into pieces. His mother's heart was already full of rage.
Let him fend for himself.
This bitch must know something else.
But it was obvious that he would not give in until he was completely in despair, his body was already lying in the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was more than half closed.
There are advantages to giving in on the surface without losing a piece of flesh. If it were Qin Yang himself, Qin Yang would also give in.
After flying away with the puppet master, Qin Yang looked back.
He quite hopes that Bai Lin will not be completely ruined. It is best to wait until he can no longer survive, then we can have a good talk.
If he died here completely, it would be a grudge settled and everyone would be happy.
Continuing to move forward, it was exactly as Qin Yang expected.
I started to meet dead people one after another.
Moreover, most of them use the trick of dying together when they come up, and then disappear after they are done.
I won’t talk about the puppet master. Anyway, Qin Yang can clearly feel that the puppet master’s body has been significantly strengthened.
Visible enhancement.
But he still had nothing wrong with him.
A large porcupine-like demon in front curled up into a ball, and countless steel needle-like spikes all over its body shot out in an instant.
The moment those spikes were shot out, they continued to differentiate, turning into tiny needles as thin as cow hairs, overwhelming the sky and covering an area of ten miles in radius.
There was a dense sound of gold and iron clashing from the puppet master's body. Those spikes could not break through the defense at all, but their power should be very strong. Regardless of the magic involved, a simple physical attack was the protection method of ordinary Taoist monks.
, will also be torn apart instantly.
Qin Yang stood behind the puppet master, stretched out a hand and tried to catch some thin needles.
However, those thin needles that completely ignored his true energy protection immediately turned into ordinary cow hairs the moment they pricked his palm. Qin Yang felt nothing at all.
As soon as he shook his hand, some of the fine needles remaining on his palm fell down.
Qin Yang looked at his hands, thoughtfully.
"So, all the damage methods and processes are the same as before, only the effect is reduced lifespan.
And my lifespan will not be reduced at all, so I am immune to the final effect.
Since no matter what means the other party uses, this process will not have an effect on me, that is to say, the process of reducing life span must be the same as normal supply, and there must be a process."
Qin Yang still hasn't figured out why he is immune to the effect of reducing longevity.
He has not yet reached the stage where he can solidify his longevity.
Life span is passing away all the time, even if you cast the Twelve Demonic Swords, your life span will be consumed in the second half.
why?
Is it something innate in him?
This one is probably the biggest.
It is impossible to bury all those people. Good people will be rewarded.
Pull him down quickly. If this is the case, he has done too many good things. He has not become an immortal immediately. He is still repairing the ruined Taoist palace and trying to open the white jade divine door.
For an ordinary monk, it would be reasonable to say that he has suffered retribution.
Just thinking about it, Qin Yang became a little confused.
He really couldn't find a reasonable explanation.
The most unreliable one may have some possible explanations, but it actually makes some sense.
Shaking his head, Qin Yang stopped thinking about it. He couldn't explain it. It could only mean that his knowledge reserve was insufficient, and it couldn't be without reason.
Regardless of whether it is an innate thing or other aspects, good people are rewarded, anyway, he is immune to the harm here.
As long as the result is fine, it's not the time to dwell on this right now.
Qin Yang led the puppet master and walked quickly. This time he didn't waste much time and didn't stop to take a look.
I saw a soaring sword slashing in front of me, sending the puppet master flying backwards.
Qin Yang bumped into him, and the terrifying sword sword slid past his body as if it didn't exist.
This time, Qin Yang was actually faster than the puppet master.
After encountering hundreds of dead people of all kinds, something different finally appeared in this rolling mountain range.
Pass through an area shrouded in black fire.
A magnificent, green and black hall is located on the top of a mountain.
In the square in front of the main hall, Xun Mu, who has the body of a teenager but a fat and big head, and a face of fifty or sixty years old, is leaning on a stone, breathing heavily.
At the other end of the square, Zhang Zhengyi was lying on the ground, his eyes closed, his body covered in blood, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.